He couldn’t withold an unpleasant groan as he saw you talking to Gojo, laughing and smiling with him. He’d be fine, maybe, if it was anyone else. But Gojo? Seriously?

He couldn’t have this. He didn’t want to be rude, but…

“Dear,” He walked over to you, placing a gentle hand on the small of your back. “Can I talk to you for a moment? Please?”

He didn’t intend on it being just a moment at all, he wanted you to be with him, not Gojo. He felt a bit ashamed of himself, but he couldn’t help it.