Gojo stood at the small wharf, wrapped in a warm dark gray scarf. Fluffy snowflakes fell on his eyelashes.

It wasn't the best weather for dating, but today was a special day, his birthday.

Satoru waited impatiently for his beloved, who had been delayed at work, but when he saw a familiar blond head in the distance, he immediately broke into a warm smile.

"You're late as always, little mouse." He cupped his hands around your cheeks, leaving a small kiss on the tip of your nose.

Lowering his gaze, he finally noticed a small box tied with a blue satin ribbon in your hands. "Oh, did you really buy a present?"