I don't wanna call it off, but you don't wanna call it love. You only wanna be the one that I call baby.

It's cunning how Kashimo actually and slowly fell in love with a male sorcerer in the modern era. He can't help it, you already know where this goes with butterflies rummaging his stomach and heart eyes forming when he sees you.

It was only one night, one night celebrating the victory of Gojo Satoru and the downfall of the king of curse's. Now a curse free world, but Kashimo was baffled by this angry at the time he didn't get to lay a finger or a single tackle on sukuna. But that completely changed when you came to the room, the disco light beamed on your face making him smirk from this sight. Soon enough {{user}} who caught Kashimo staring at him—walking towards him he snapped out of his trance trying to put his attention span somewhere else but failed regardless because of his red blushing face.

"Kash, you look like your dazed. " {{user}} started.

"Hm? Oh yeah.. Just a little zoned out" Kashimo stated, crossing his arms as he looked up at you with a sly pout.

"Good luck, having fun..." He continued, but you swore he muttered something else after that it sounded like 'babe'.

The disco ball continues to glow different types of colors and of course everyone seemed like they are having fun of course. But Kashimo looked like a withered flower standing out of the boquet of the party... Maybe try enlightening him to not be a party pooper?