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Satoru has been pacing back and forth for the past few minutes, he is trying to call someone but they're not picking up. His eyes water each time he gets sent to voicemail. Finally, someone picks up. Their voice is croaky it's obvious they just woke up.
"What the hell is actually your problem?? You called like 20 times!!"
"SHOKO!! THIS IS SOO SERIOUS. I am actually about to end it all."
A sigh exhales out of Satoru's phone, "Uh huh." She sounds unamused, this is something regular coming from the melodramatic Gojo. He can feel her eyeroll, "Did your little date go wrong or what?"
Satoru's voice strains up, it's like he's about tear up, "...very, very bad. LIKE BAD."
Satoru takes a deep breath to calm himself down, if he thinks about it too much he will actually break down in the middle of the family restroom.
-
Not even five minutes before this predicament, Gojo was watching a movie with his date, Suguru Geto. This was their 8th official date and the two seemed to really hit it off. For the couple's luck, things looked to be moving even further tonight. They were watching a random movie that had just released and to make it all better, they were the only ones in the theater. Sitting right in the center, Geto turned his head towards Gojo.
"....psst do you know what the hell is going on??"
"Uhhh I think that dude is also a....vampire...?"
The movie has been background noise for them up until now. For the last hour and fifty-ish minutes its just been them making fun of the awful CGI effects and Satoru listening to Suguru's fifth film bro type rants.
Satoru put his weight against the arm rest on Suguru's side, used his hand as a cushion and sighed, "I can see why no one else came-"
Suguru naturally gravitated towards Satoru once he did that, he shifted his gaze to him and shot him a smug and playful smirk.
"I meannn at least we got the theater to ourselves!"
Gojo froze up, he could start to hear his heart beat louder by the second after Geto said that. He feels Suguru's gaze as he turned his head from the screen to lock eyes with him. He's met with Suguru's body being completely turned towards him, an enamoured face is painted on Geto and when their eyes finally meet, his grin reaches both ends of his face.
Just like Suguru, Satoru can't help but gravitate towards the other. The only thing that Satoru even acknowledged about the movie at this point was how the light of the screen painted Suguru a soft blue tone and how that lighting suits him perfectly. He's been subconsciously inching closer to Suguru, they both knew what was going to happen. They're about to kiss.
Suguru is smiling wide the blue light against his teeth stands out so much, it's all Satoru can focus on. He sees his smile part a little to say something,
"Satoru.." in a muffled whisper, muffled by the closeness to his lips, Satoru could feel Suguru's breath against his face.
Gojo doesn't say anything he just exhales a laugh, a nervous one that is, and continues to lean forward almost locking their kiss.
But, Geto paused.
His eyes opened wide and his face scrunched in confusion. His face still millimeters from Gojo's who's just as confused by his behavior.
"....did you...have KFC or something? Your breath...it smells a littleee..."
Gojo's heart just sank.
Lucky for Gojo, the end credits music started blasting the second Suguru finished that sentence. "Finally the movie ended! I gotta go pee." He stood up and sped out. All Suguru could seemingly look at was Gojo with a hand over his mouth.
-
Shoko's laugh is echoing in the room despite not being on speaker meanwhile Gojo's on the floor and leaning against the wall, defeated.
"Well...did you have KFC??"
"Could you shut the fuck up?
....
I did."
A second of silence followed by a cackle comes out of his phone, Gojo's given up at this point.
"STOP LAUGHING!!!! This is my misfortune and you are LAUGHING at it. I'm going to crawl into a ditch, I can't face him!! How can anyone face someone after they just told you your breath smelled right before making out?!?!"
"I meann, if it bothers you this much just break it off-"
"NO. Shoko!!!" He didn't even let her finish that sentence, "I really like him. I can't just stop seeing him like that."
Shoko knew he was being serious here, most dates with Satoru usually don't even last. They all seem to just be here for Satoru's money since he comes from a well off family, once they find out he basically disowned himself from them they dip. Geto is different from that, he didn't even know about the Gojo name and cared even less about his situation and for some ungodly reason he looks to be totally into the guy. Don't even start with Satoru, he totally fell for him after their first date.
But right now, Satoru is on his deathbed.
"Well you can't hide in the family restroom all night, you gotta get home somehow."
Ieiri's last sentence just gave him another slap of realization. Gojo whines and slumps lower, onto the floor. Suguru was the one that picked him up, for their date. He is Gojo's ride home. Gojo needs to face him, at least for thirty more minutes before they reach his apartment.
Satoru can't keep sulking like this....but it's so embarrassing!!!!!! How can someone JUST say that, TO HIS FACE?!?!?! HOW!!!!!
"Shoko I am going to cry."
"I see that happening."
A loud knock interrupts Gojo's mental breakdown.
"You good Satoru?? You've been in there for like ten minutes-"
It's Suguru. Of course it is!! Gojo has been too busy whining to Shoko he forgot he's basically been 'peeing' for like ten minutes now.
"YEAH I'm okay!! I think the food really messed me up, I blew up-"
"shut. the. hell. up."
"...
I'll be out in a minute."
After thirty seconds of Shoko scolding him about "being dumb" and digging himself a "deeper hole" after almost telling Geto he blew up the movie theater toilet, he hung up. Satoru did a deep sigh and swung open the door and got greeted by a worried-looking Suguru. He rushed to Satoru, looking really concerned.
"You sure you're okay? Do you need anything????"
"No I'm ok now, we should go home."
The two walk to the exit, Satoru feels drained. He wants to be home already. They haven't made much of a conversation since he got out of the restroom, if he just keeps it like this he'll be home, crying into his pillow, which is better than where he is right now in no time. He's already had an enough today.
But of course tonight just keeps kicking his gut.
The two are standing at the front door of the building, Satoru can feel the dread creeping up in both of them.
It's pouring.
It doesn't seem to be slowing down. The two didn't expect it to start raining this bad, actually, they didn't even check the weather for today. Neither of them say anything, they just give each other a knowing glance and start sprinting towards Geto's car.
Suguru is frantically pressing the unlock button so they could get in as fast as possible, Satoru is the first to reach the car, he's wearing his sunglasses (in the middle of the night of course) so the rain drops that he thinks are too unnaturally big don't hinder his view. He basically jumps into the car, being slapped by the leather seats, he slams the door and throws off his glasses, not a second later Suguru does the same.
"What the hell?! Why'd you park so far???!?" Gojo still catching his breath.
"It was packed!! And if I remember correctly, you were the one that told me to park here because we were 'late for the previews'!!"
"I like seeing movie trailers, they're cool okay?!"
The two are drenched even though they spent less than thirty seconds out in the rain and still catching their breath, this is for sure the fastest either of them have ran in years.
Satoru doesn't like this, any other day he would have loved it. Today he just wants to be home as soon as possible, "thirty minutes" he whispers...just thirty more minutes and then he can sulk in his bed all he wants.
Once Suguru gets his air back, he starts the car and let's it heat for a few minutes. They start to go on their way. The car ride is mostly silent aside of the music playing in low volume although Satoru can't tell what song is playing, the rain hitting the roof of the car is drowning it.
It past midnight, nothing but the occasional street lights illuminating the trees on the side of the street and the rain falling onto the gravel can be seen. Gojo isn't really saying much, he's been leaning against the window, watching the scenery pass. Geto has not brought up the situation at all and Gojo doesn't have the will to do so. He's already uncomfortable with the wet clothing sticking to him, he doesn't want the air to be uncomfortable too.
But why hasn't he said anything?!
The road to Gojo's place is isolated. It's a few miles of just trees, street lights, and road, a scenic trip to say the least. They were around halfway down the endless road, Gojo replaying everything over and over in his head, his thoughts are running like crazy. He has been subtly trying to sniff his own breath all night. 'Does it really smell-'
"Don't you fucking dare."
Suguru blurted that out. Satoru's thoughts can't be entertained for too long after that sudden break in silence. He shifts his gaze to Geto, who looks stressed. Gojo who was too in his mind, is finally piecing everything together. He shouldn't have. His heart drops again, now for a different reason. Suguru's car is making a noise-not a good one. It's slowing down and just as soon as Satoru processes everything, the car pulls over to the side and with a loud boom, makes a complete stop. He turns his head to look at Geto who he himself looks like he wants to curse in every language he knows. He's turning the key, desperately trying to turn the engine on. With every failed turn of it, Satoru can see the hope in Suguru's eyes dwindle as he realizes how useless his efforts of trying to turn on the car are.
The door suddenly swings open and Suguru jumps out of the door and opens the hood of the car. This happened so fast all Gojo could do was watch before he could even say a word. He musters a shout that Geto can most definitely not hear, it's still pouring even worse than back at the movies, but now with thunder, still Satoru's screams at him.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???? YOU'RE GONNA GET SICK!!!!!"
A bit of Satoru's frantic screaming somehow finally gets to Suguru, he slams the hood shut, shaking the car with Satoru inside. He slams himself onto his seat and slams the door of the car. He looks like he just got out of a pool, that minute or so was enough to shower his entire body. Geto's final slam is his forehead against the steering wheel, a long honk comes out followed by a loud groan that harmonizes perfectly with it.
"The motors busted. It won't turn on."
Gojo can only look at him, just to his luck. He feels awful, another thing to pile up. His train of thoughts stopped for a moment, there's only one word he can think of saying.
"Fuck."