Nah let them posses you they onto something
Oh? 👀👀👀
Well in that case....
Let the writing demons use me as their vessel again!
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Geto is in the kitchen. Humming along to a song that plays faintly in the background. He's more focused on the food that's currently cooking in the pan. Brows furrowed in concentration and lips pressed together in a thin line.
Until, "Ah! Satoru! What have I told you about scaring me when I'm in the kitchen? I can and will smack you with a frying pan Rapunzel style." He said, waving the spatula in Gojos face. Gojo just laughed and rolled his eyes. "And ruin this pretty face?"
Geto looked him up and down. "Eh." Then he went right back to cooking. "Eh?! What do you mean eh?! Do you not love me anymore?!" Geto sighs. "Why is that the first thing you think every time? Of course I love you." Gojo smiles happily. "I just think pretty is the wrong word." It should end there. That should be it.
But with Gojo that's never it. "Then what is the right word? Handsome? Gorgeous? Impossibly beautiful?" Geto snorts. "More like a dumbass."
"Hey!"
"Alright alright! Maybe, cute." Gojo pouts. "I'm not cute." He rests his chin on Getos shoulder and earns a laugh from him. "Sure. Whatever you need to tell yourself."
Gojo is such a nuisance. But he's Getos nuisance. The matching rings they wear is proof of that. "Whatever you need to tell yourself." Gojo mocks in a pouting tone.
Yeah. He really is a dumbass.
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Well the writing demons sure do work fast. Hopefully they cooked on this one lol. But thank you for interacting anon! It makes me so happy when people interact with my work. Love you 💚