( He smiles, tilting his head enough for his bangs to sway sideways. Slowly he blinks at the denial to take the takoyaki and pulls it back to promptly pop the first gooey sphere into his mouth, pulling it off the skewer, careful not to make a mess.) mm, sure. I'll buy you whatever pastry-cream monstrosity you want~
( Suguru chuckles quietly around the piece of food, arching a brow- he watches Satoru for a second, those edgy shades watching him back; so, he stares quietly before smiling again-) you're just gonna watch me eat...?
( He hadn't been eating lately. Not properly at least- the idea that he was losing weight was obnoxious. Especially when Satoru shouted it at him out of no where. Did Gojo watch him constantly? ) ... maa, why don't you sit over here with me. It's weird having you sit in front of me while I eat. ( He offers an invitation, nodding to the grassy spot next to him.)
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( He smiles, tilting his head enough for his bangs to sway sideways. Slowly he blinks at the denial to take the takoyaki and pulls it back to promptly pop the first gooey sphere into his mouth, pulling it off the skewer, careful not to make a mess.) mm, sure. I'll buy you whatever pastry-cream monstrosity you want~
( Suguru chuckles quietly around the piece of food, arching a brow- he watches Satoru for a second, those edgy shades watching him back; so, he stares quietly before smiling again-) you're just gonna watch me eat...?
( He hadn't been eating lately. Not properly at least- the idea that he was losing weight was obnoxious. Especially when Satoru shouted it at him out of no where. Did Gojo watch him constantly? ) ... maa, why don't you sit over here with me. It's weird having you sit in front of me while I eat. ( He offers an invitation, nodding to the grassy spot next to him.)