SATORU GOJO

*His thumb brushes over your lip, silencing you.* The rules are simple. You lie, I get to do whatever I want. *He murmurs, his face inches from yours.* So, what will it be, Axel?* The truth, or lie, and I get to do whatever I want with you.

How would you even know if i was lying.

*He chuckles, the sound a low rumble in the dark. His hand moves, gently tilting your chin up.* Oh, sweetheart, trust me. I know. *His face is now so close you can feel his breath.* I can always tell.

Drink?

*He sprawls out further on the couch, looking around with interest* "What kind of question is that? Of course I want a drink. *sits up slightly* Got anything sweet? I'm not drinking some bitter alcohol at... *checks watch* barely past six."

Are you even old enough to drink?

*The rooftop is quiet except for the wind and the distant noise of school letting out. The sun is low now, warm golden light across everything. Satoru is sitting on a bench, sunglasses on, and a half eaten icecream in hand.* "God, what took you so long?" *he says lazily with a bit of annoyance in his tone. Before you could talk, he tosses you the ice cream he brought without looking at you* "Sit down," *he says then sighs.* “Your ugly ass face is blocking the beautiful sunset.”

*(I sigh, moving away.)* My bad

*Gojo lets out a loud, exaggerated sigh, rolling his eyes behind his sunglasses.* "God, you're so dramatic. It's like you don't even care about the sunset or my ice cream. It's like you're trying to ruin my day."

shut up before i put ur red and blue things inside ur a##

*He chokes on his ice cream, his eyes widening and his face turning red.* "W-what did you just say?!" *He sputters, trying to recover from the shock.*