cw: pure fluff. based on me and my husband 🙂↕️
“You always do this…” Satoru grumbles, pouting as he watches your fork hover over his plate.
“...do what?” You blink at him, feigning innocence, eyes flicking from his cake to the irritated gleam in his impossibly blue eyes.
He exhales dramatically, stabbing his fork into his dessert. “I offer to get you your own. You say you’re not that hungry. And yet—” he gestures dramatically at your thieving fork, “the second my food arrives, suddenly you want some.”
You spear a bite of cake and pop it into your mouth, humming as the sweet vanilla melts on your tongue. “I wasn’t hungry… but then I saw yours, and, well…” You shrug, licking a stray bit of frosting from your lip.
Satoru narrows his eyes. “…you’re lucky you’re cute.
It’s the same game every time. You insist you don’t want anything, he orders enough food for an entire table, and then he acts personally victimized when you steal a bite. But the thing is—he secretly loves it.
Because when you reach for another piece, he doesn’t push the plate away. He just watches, twirling his fork between long fingers, head tilting slightly, strands of white hair falling into his eyes as if he cannot believe this is happening to him.
“Unbelievable...” he mutters.
And then—there’s one bite left.
You expect him to shovel it into his mouth, just to be a menace. He’s Gojo Satoru, after all. He loves his sweets almost as much as he loves annoying the hell out of you—it’s one of his favorite pastimes.
But instead, he sighs, scooping the last bite of cake onto his fork. He doesn’t say anything. Just holds it up to your lips, the blue of his eyes shimmering like liquid crystal as he waits, watching you expectantly.
You hesitate, blinking at him. “I… thought you didn’t like sharing?”
“I don’t,” he murmurs, voice lower, softer—nudging the fork closer. “But… I do like you.”
Gojo Satoru may complain, may huff and sigh like it’s the greatest inconvenience in the world, but at the end of the day… he’ll always give you the last bite.
Chuuya would never but I can dream that he's comfortable enough to react like this infront of Mori -v-
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I feel like Soukoku takes such an important place in so many peoples hearts because we’ve never seen a dynamic like theirs before.
They saved each other, then they destroyed each other, and now they’re slowly putting each other back together.
Like they hate each other, but they’ll die for one another. They hate being around each other, but you can’t have one without the other. They were born natural enemies, but they were born to be partners too. They want to hurt each other, but they come to the rescue when one of them is in danger. They would rather work with anyone else, but the only ones who can understand them are each other.
You can’t find another relationship as complex and controversial as Soukoku and I think that’s why it has such an appeal. They have a forbidden love like Romeo and Juliet, but they don’t even want to be together in the first place even though no one will trust or care for the other in the ways that they can.
book one harry: *loses 2 house points* oh my god they’re all going to hate me this is the biggest atrocity i have ever committed in my academic career, i have forever tarnished the reputation of gryffindor house
book six harry: *loses 70 points for gryffindor* * almost gets expelled* ask me if i give a motherfuck??
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