( 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.)
[ Suguru has lost weight, which is the main reason Satoru won't take any of his food, wants to make sure he eats everything Satoru took all the trouble of bringing him all the way from Tokyo.
The other is simply that.. he likes seeing Suguru happy. ]
Why is it weird? No different than if I finish my food first.
[ Still, he sits up and shifts himself over to the spot next to Suguru against the base of the tree, leaning back against it and the line of Suguru's shoulder. ] Happy now?
( He doesn't mention how he has noticed Satoru paying more attention to him during his eating habits. Suguru is just stressed. Maybe a little depressed?
He can't pin point it. And if he tries, he ponders over it too much- he should be greatful he is alive. That he can eat yummy food and help people.
Except he's not. He feels himself becoming dimmer...
Unless Satorus around.) hn, it just is.
ah, are you trying to impress me or something? ( Suguru chuckles as he watches the blonde actually do as he says and move over to sit beside him. It wasn't everyday that Gojo did what anyone told him to do.
Suguru smirks a little, until he swallows the bife of battered octopus and gives Satoru a coquettish look-) ... is this because of what we did last time?
( He challenges with a pleased glint in his eye- arching a brow. That night had been so much in just a few hours. Still, it wasn't like he would just forget it. )
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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.)
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The other is simply that.. he likes seeing Suguru happy. ]
Why is it weird? No different than if I finish my food first.
[ Still, he sits up and shifts himself over to the spot next to Suguru against the base of the tree, leaning back against it and the line of Suguru's shoulder. ] Happy now?
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He can't pin point it. And if he tries, he ponders over it too much- he should be greatful he is alive. That he can eat yummy food and help people.
Except he's not. He feels himself becoming dimmer...
Unless Satorus around.) hn, it just is.
ah, are you trying to impress me or something? ( Suguru chuckles as he watches the blonde actually do as he says and move over to sit beside him. It wasn't everyday that Gojo did what anyone told him to do.
Suguru smirks a little, until he swallows the bife of battered octopus and gives Satoru a coquettish look-) ... is this because of what we did last time?
( He challenges with a pleased glint in his eye- arching a brow. That night had been so much in just a few hours. Still, it wasn't like he would just forget it. )
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