hard yearner! satoru finally convinces you to go on a date with him
"you look beautiful baby~" gojo sings out. he is on a mission. and he has a vision.
but you do not know that—okay that's untrue. you do know but you choose to ignore it. so you stick with aggressively rolling your eyes .
what makes it even more ridiculous is the fact that you are dressed in your laziest getup . a ratty tshirt of which you had cut off the neckline to make it off shoulder to combat the heat, and loose cotton pants.
anyone with two eyes , proper hearing and a semi functional brain can tell that he is overdoing the flattery. but for what end goal you couldn't decipher. he has already been in your panties ( and probably will be again). so it was utterly lost on you why he had dragged you to an amusement park—and the fact that you had agreed to come with him.
but satoru was on a mission. he had groveled, begged, gave you the best oral, begged some more to finally get you to go out with him.
this was a start. maybe one day he would be given the privilege of holding you not just during the quick fucks, but through the night as well .
he had daydreamed the feel of your hand in his, your fingers intertwined. so with one more "you smell so delicious today baby" , he sneaks his hand into yours.
you give a little jerk, trying to shake your hand free but he just tightens his hold. "gojo let go"
his voice is as chirpy as ever. "is it a new perfume? i approve!"
when you fail, again, to wriggle your hand free you give him your best annoyed voice "gojo."
"satoru" he corrects mildly, while looking around. then proceeds to drag you to a mascot stand run by an elderly couple. they look tired in the unforgiving heat, their age doing them no favour either.
any guy would have gone for flowers, or food. or perhaps some expensive shit.
but he was gojo. funny . sappy. kind.
so when he buys you not one, not two , but three varieties of corny graphic tee's and two hats with matching 'blue jean babys' written on them, you don't complain.
somehow this little gesture of his manages to dampen your annoyance.
you have always loved to chase the high. and satoru had always loved making you reach it. so he takes on the roller coaster. the upside down swinger which you enjoyed too much. then on the 'death plunge' (which he jokes about for the rest of the day)
his mission continues though.
a swipe of his fingers against your lips 'you had some ice cream there baby'.
the classic yawn and stretch maneuver which ended up with his arm around your shoulders and you pressed into him.
and the absolute deal breaker—the kiss at the top of the feris wheel. satoru had even timed the fireworks and shit.
but you had already made it clear when you both started fucking. no kissing.
he joked about it of course when you pushed him back, but you caught that brief flicker of hurt. you should be able to ignore it. like you had done so many times before. you both had been at this game for way too long.
and perhaps you were finally losing your mind.
there was no other possible explanation for what you did after he dropped you off at the entrance of your apartment building.
after he sing songs a random tune about you looking gorgeous in your blue jean babys' hat and ratty tshirt.
after he jokes about taking you out again and making you fall in love with him. after he begs about letting him stay the night .
after he whines about you giving him a goodnight kiss, all the while the wind swept his light hair into his eyes and that awfully charming smile danced on his lips.
because you pulled him down by his shirt collar and pecked him lightly on his cheek.
that shut him up.
"go home , satoru."
you couldn't stop the small snicker at his dumbfounded expression.
he just nodded and turned around stumbling at his own feet.
you crossed your arms and leaned against the building wall and watched him as he lifted a hand to rub his cheek. then glance back at you once. then as he let out a loud howl (which you have never before heard a human make) and ran out of the apartment complex.
another snort escaped you. both at his childishness. and at your foolishness.
you really were losing your mind.
kinda pt2 of this if anyone's interested :) @chickyyy511