[ he's early, at least; trust Getou to give that social kindness even to the one man who wouldn't extend it to others. the kimono's dark, a simple pinstripe, cinched shut in gold. the time of year at least allows him to accessorize with an equally dark haori, patterned humbly with a simple blossom towards the tails, something that had been too warm for Tanabata. it's modest, but he wears it well. his hair's down; he's never needed to ask if that's what Gojou would prefer. ]
[ easy to spot each other in a crowd, with or without their cursed energy suppressed. Getou pauses for a beat as their eyes meet, swallows, and resumes until he's right in front of him — ]
[ hooking his fingers on empty beltloops and pulling their hips together. it's not quite a kiss, but he leans ever so slightly up to bite Gojou's bottom lip, raking his teeth across it playfully. ]
Hi. [ PDA, from him? he said he'd be on his worst behavior. ]
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[ easy to spot each other in a crowd, with or without their cursed energy suppressed. Getou pauses for a beat as their eyes meet, swallows, and resumes until he's right in front of him — ]
[ hooking his fingers on empty beltloops and pulling their hips together. it's not quite a kiss, but he leans ever so slightly up to bite Gojou's bottom lip, raking his teeth across it playfully. ]
Hi. [ PDA, from him? he said he'd be on his worst behavior. ]