you and Gojo were besties at this point, you known eachother since kindergartens, he’s always been playful and a loving tease, such a pretty, precious boy

Present time: you were both drunk at a party, he came up behind you and starts to speak; “Scuse me, baby. Can I holla at ya?” he asks flirty lifting his blindfold up “yeah.” you say biting your lip “I-ok, um..” he mutters twisting his blindfold in his hands “Cat got your tounge?” you ask “you like me?” he asks