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character thread,   dni.      

@ETERNALRIUM  “What would you say to me if I was being serious, Suguru?”

@6THEYES     ──      ❛  Is that a rhetorical question?    Or are you serious?    ❜

@6THEYES      ▕     ❛    […?]   Hm.   I knew you were possessive, but there are some things you can never prevent,  Satoru.   But I hold the same sentiment towards you.       ❜      GĒTO ROLLS HIS EYES AT SATORU’S DRAMATIC FLARE after such a sweet confession.   A palm presses against Satoru’s cheek pushing him away for a few seconds.  A cheeky smile appears on his expression.     The phone is handed to Satoru, allowing him to search for their next meal. 
            
            
                 ❛   I’d like to see you as a villain,  I think you’d look pretty cool to be fair.  And maybe Ieiri could be the hero,  I’d be her sidekick—  Oh.  Well a lot of places don’t,  it’s sort of the way things work Toru. Having you pay always makes me feel like a pretty princess who’s just an accessory to you.       ❜       THE JOKE COMES OFF as a light tease,   Gēto snakes himself back to Satoru’s figure.   Leaning over his shoulder to analyze the variety in the menu.    Boba sounded nice actually.  Something sweet but not too overwhelming. 

@ETERNALRIUM  “I’ll do everything to keep anything from being taken away from me.” He replies, eyes narrowing as his eyes follow over to look at the ravenette. “That includes you,” and what seemed unsettling was the seriousness that tremors throughout his voice. Dropping low for a moment, but a grin soon shines brightly on his face as his head tilts. “I’d be the worst criminal possible, nobody could catch me! They’d be stupid to make me one, or a villain at that if you really think about it.” 
            
            “Ha?” An incredulous look crosses his face, and it was true that he was a picky eater, that would never change in itself. A brow then quirks up, “Who doesn’t have an option for strawberry drinks? They didn’t deserve us there and I’m glad we left!” He hums, “I wouldn’t think of you paying anyways.” 

@6THEYES     ▕     ❛  Liar,  liar.    It’s not good to have so much pride,  you’re bound to have something taken away from you to humble you.   Poof,  just like that you’re expelled from the academy and now you’re some sort of criminal!    ❜     THE PROXIMITY IS APPRECIATED,  a heartfelt chuckle escapes the ravenette.  Digits would busy themselves for looking for any source of ramen near by.   The phone is flipped towards the Honored one,  a shoulder nudges his ribcage in annoyance.   
            
                 ❛  Don’t be picky,  last time it took us an hour to eat just because they didn’t have any strawberry options for drinks.  Also,  you’re paying.        ❜      GĒTO WHISPERS THE LAST PART,  leaning away from Satoru to avoid any sort of protest from him.    

@ETERNALRIUM  “Why would I care about something so trivial?” It’s harsh, his voice comes out sharp as if what Getou said pierced him. Enough to cause a bit of annoyance to tinge his expression, and his voice. A laugh is unable to hold itself back, stifling it behind his hand before it ruptured past his lips. “Weren’t you the one who told me it wasn’t worth it? If you wanted me to think about it so badly, what stopped you from giving me the go?” There was that similar pressure, his steps stopping finally before he’s turned towards Getou. Now moving until his ability pushes the ravenette into the wall just beside them, this was the first time Gojo would use such power. Perhaps it was to prove something.
            
            “What can you do? Better yet, What do you want to do, Getou Suguru. Kill all the non-sorcerers?” This time Satoru would bite back, a grin on his lips as his infinity finally dissipates with a now playful smile. Eyes closing, “That’s why I’m telling you to give up that thought.”

@6THEYES     ──      ❛  You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it either.    ❜    GĒTOU MURMURS,  his body shifts to face Satoru.  Onyx optics pierce dagger like cuts through Satoru’s cranium,   their eyes fail to meet like they usually do.   Unfortunate.    .      .     He should listen to Satoru’s words,  his advice.  But it all falls deaf on his ears.      The ravenette keeps pushing—   questioning the ideals he once stood for.      Gētou rises from his seat,  placing himself beside Satoru.
            
            
                  ❛  There’s a lot of things we don’t want to do in this world,  but we’d have to do it regardless.    .     Where are we going anyways?   It’s late.    ❜      THERE’S A SLIGHT  (BITE)   OR SNARL that breaks through the monotone film that clings onto Gētou’s speech.   It’s a dimming flame.

@ETERNALRIUM  “I don’t know. I don’t care, we all live to die.” It came easy to him, quick to disregard his own life alongside others. However, he cared for his counterpart, the one to pull his humanity and stitch it back together when Gojo was seconds bound to just merely throwing it away. Blue eyes search black ones, his six eyes couldn’t detect the shift but he could sense the distaste in his gaze. Not that he cared; or maybe he did. When did things begin to turn? 
            
            “You should stop thinking that way,” his tone is overtaken by something grave; it was serious. Eyes shine past his sunglasses, perhaps a sign that Getou Suguru could read him behind his guise. “I don’t want to kill you. Let’s go.” 

@ETERNALRIUM  “I feel like you always play me on your personal rhythm.” It was an honest statement, one that reflected how he felt as his gaze fell to the floor. This was embarrassing, he thought as his skin flushes. Emotional vulnerability was never Gojo’s strong suit, and it never would be from how and to the far distance future. He felt bad about it, but it was just the truth. However, Suguru’s voice would pull him from his thoughts. Head finally lifting, blue irises staring through Getou quietly. “Sorry.” Another honest reply. 

@6THEYES     ▕      No,   I do Satoru.    I’m just wondering where it came from of course.  It’s nice to hear.      *     GĒTOU LISTENS IN CLOSELY,   one eye would peer up at  Satoru.    His heart seems to lurch at the sight of Satoru so close to him.    It causes Gētou to rise,  wiping away the stray hairs from his face.   Gētou’s palm rests against Satoru’s cheek— his free thumb rubs the smooth skin.   Drawing him closer.    *       
            
                     It does,  a lot actually.    It’s especially nice to hear from you.   But look at me when you talk,   Satoru Gojo.    Look in my eyes,  will you? 

@ETERNALRIUM  “You don’t appreciate me being sentimental? I’ll refrain.” He teases, a laugh following suit seconds later. “I just felt like telling you, you don’t like it when I’m more honest?” Not that Gojo would be one to sugar coat, but he was someone who would definitely falter when it came to being honest when it came to his affection. Pulling backward to hold himself from consuming the other, it’s just how he felt.
            
            His head falls down, mop of hair enveloping them both as his nose tickles the top of Suguru’s head. “You consume me, I can’t get you out of my head.” It comes out in a whisper, “If I could, I would swallow you into my world. Have you understand every inch of mysslf and how my mind frames this world. I’d pull you in so you couldn’t let me go.” 
            
            …     “Does that offer you enough understanding?”