"does it always take you this long?" gojo complained, brows furrowed as he watched you get yourself ready in the mirror. sitting with his legs crossed on your bed, fingers rapping impatiently on his own knee.

"you look fine, let's go." he huffed. still, you only giggled and rolled your eyes. he'd find anything to complain about. and you hadn't even been taking that long.

he peered at you over his tinted glasses, a small sigh escaping his lips and into the air.