you find out best friend!gojo likes you from his mii (sfw)
warnings: tomodachi life i guess idk.... and my first time writing something that didn't turn to smut or angst lmao
"Oh my god," you look over to your frosty haired best friend, his cheeks singed a light pink. "I'm wearing the dress I had on last week." Your own cheeks warm in the process, as it usually does when you remember that Gojo tends to memorize everything about you.
You're sitting on his couch, feet (stuffed into a pair of his socks) tucked under your legs. Gojo sits next to you, his body close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating off of him. His hands are circled around the controllers of his switch, the tv showing the little island he ditched you this week to make. A mini cartoon like version of you; everything from the hair color, hairstyle, the dimples that kiss into your cheeks, is running around his island. You're in awe of his eye of detail.
He scoots closer to you, his leg touching yours. "I just looked back at that picture we took together," he responds, his usual voice that is always littered with laugher and jokes is slightly mild and calm. His blue eyes glued to the screen, his thumbs slowly moving the cursor around to take him around his utopia of an island.
This version of his life shares so much with yours. A mii version of Geto reads on a green bench in a garden and you smile remembering you saw him do this exact thing last week in the quad. Copies of Shoko and Nanami chase each other on the beach, laughter bubbles hanging above their overgrown heads. You cant help but smile, a giggle slipping from your lips at the sweetness of this world he is choosing to share with you.
"'Toru," you mumble, still staring at the screen as he tends to a fighting Choso and a baby Yuji arguing over a box of tissue. The cursor swipes quickly away from the miniature Gojo standing near his two islanders throw things at each other, dust and random particles like a chair thrown in their little circle. You hold back a loud laugh, picturing the real life brother pair fighting over something as small as the remote before Choso caves in. You wonder if that's going to happen here.
You can't help but notice the blushing state that mii version Gojo is in. His hands behind his back as he stares at someone behind the fight, a bubble that matches the pink on his cheeks dresses his white head. "What is that pink speech bubble above your head?"
He moves away from the crowd forming where his mii looks off helpless in love. "Nothing," he does not look back at you, even with your eyes glued to the side of his face at the moment. "Want to watch me put Suguru on the seesaw by himself?"
As much as you want to, you don't give him the satisfaction of evading your question. Your eyebrows raising and a teasing grin gracing your lips. "You're the only one with it," you scoot closer to him, your knee basically on top of his stiff thigh. "Cmon, show me."
"It's a game," you're itching to hear the joke that you know he wants to let out. A laugh track to follow behind the silliness that's on his island and making you smile. Instead, he coughs back a fake cough, the cursor quickly looking for Suguru's mii.
"That you ditched me for," you remind, eyes bouncing from the screen to his tomato red face and his movements on the screen. Tilting your head, you swallow back another retort, just watching his odd body language.
He does a quick side glance at you, eyes focused on the smile on your plump lips. He wonders if he could ever have the mii actually replicate that smile. The one that makes his palms all sweaty when he finds you aimlessly sending it towards him. "Nanami is my friend here."
"Great reason to skip out on our best friend dinner on Friday," you roll your eyes, hitting his shoulder. Your palm warming his already hot shoulder like a kiss in the winter. "Show me, Satoru Gojo," voice playfully demanding.
He turns to you, staring at your face for a second too long. Butterflies erupting in your stomach as his cerulean eyes rakes over the bridge of your nose and the lashes kissing the apples of your cheeks. He sighs, more to himself, before he turns to the screen moving the cursor to find his twin — mii Gojo laying on the beach, his eyes closed and a huge smile on his lips. That pink bubble still bouncing near his head.
He reluctantly clicks it.
A squeaky voice that automatically makes you start laughing breaks into the room, your name name rolling from mii Gojo's huge grin:
"I want to ask her out. What should I do?"
His blushing mii matching his blushing face next to you.
Options pop up on the corner, waititng for Gojo to choose what will work best for the mii versions of you.
And at the moment, you can't help but finally notice your best friend. His keen eye of detail for you, his blushing cheeks whenever you so much as rub against his arm, and the way your stomach drops whenever he looks at you when making you laugh.
He stares ahead, a hand scratching the back of his neck that's now dressed in a red hue as well. All you can do is smile, wide and big. "I wouldn't say no," finally breaking the silence, voice soft and gentle. "Ask me out."
"Are you speaking for Purple Hollow you or," he looks over at you, snowy eyebrows raised so high they're almost touching his hairline. "You?"
"Both, I will like to think that you made sure Purple Hollow me has taste."
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