You’re the one with a reputation to keep, Mr. Cult Leader.
[ getou’s hand falls after patting them against his chest, and he brushes their knuckles together, feather-light, hooking his little finger around getou’s just for a moment. those blue eyes never leave him, curious and calculating a million different possibilities every second. ]
It’s fine. No one but you was gonna see it anyway. [ it’s a face only Getou could pull out of him, but if he wants it to be just for them, it’s fine. Gojou doesn’t need the world to know about this. this night is already more than he thought he’d ever get to feel again. ]
Come on. What am I winning you? Just cause you got mine early doesn’t mean you’re getting out of our date so easy.
( He's meant to be better than this. He's meant to be stronger than his pesky feelings, more able to keep them at bay. Maybe letting Gojo back into his life was a mistake, hadn't he thought that scorching the earth behind him would be better? He was supposed to stick to it. Because there's something tight and terrible in his chest when Gojo looks at him, something twisting uncomfortably at just the slightest brush of their hands. All the background noise around them fades - and he's usually so aware, so honed in on all the filth around him - to the point where it's just them.
Geto misses him. He misses him so much it feels like a wound.
His jaw tightens briefly, eyes fathomless. Then he sighs, gaze flickering away. ) I want a Pokémon.
IM SO SORRY LIFE EXPLODED AANSDKAMSNS. I exist again if you wanna continue anything!!
[ getou’s hand falls after patting them against his chest, and he brushes their knuckles together, feather-light, hooking his little finger around getou’s just for a moment. those blue eyes never leave him, curious and calculating a million different possibilities every second. ]
It’s fine. No one but you was gonna see it anyway. [ it’s a face only Getou could pull out of him, but if he wants it to be just for them, it’s fine. Gojou doesn’t need the world to know about this. this night is already more than he thought he’d ever get to feel again. ]
Come on. What am I winning you? Just cause you got mine early doesn’t mean you’re getting out of our date so easy.
🥰🥰🥰
Geto misses him. He misses him so much it feels like a wound.
His jaw tightens briefly, eyes fathomless. Then he sighs, gaze flickering away. ) I want a Pokémon.
( Childish, semi-stubborn, but playing along. )
A plushie though. Let's look.