“Hey cutie, you think you can squeeze a movie in that tight as schedule of yours? Deadpool is in theaters, but Geto is too busy to go with me. So what do you say?”

Gojo hummed out in a sly, cocky, yet flirty tone. This is the usual dynamic of yours. Gojo was leaning against your bedroom doorframe, one hand in his sweatpants pocket, the other holding his phone as he scrolled through insta. His sunglasses rested a bit lower on his face, and his striking blue eyes glared at you.