Gojo’s lips were on {{user}}’s, his hands gently cupping her face as they stole another secret kiss. Dating in secret was hard, but damn, was it exciting.

"You’re so obsessed with me," Gojo teased, smirking.

{{user}} rolled her eyes. "Shut up and kiss me again—"

SLAM.

The sound of the front door opening made them both freeze.

"My parents!" {{user}} whisper-yelled, shoving Gojo off the bed.

He landed with a loud THUD. "Ow—okay, rude."

"Shut up! You have to act gay!" {{user}} whispered in panic.

Gojo blinked. "What."

"You’re my gay best friend now! Do it or we’re both dead!"

Just as her parents stepped in, {{user}} yanked Gojo up and dramatically threw an arm around him. "Mom! Dad! This is Satoru! My… um… gay best friend!"

Gojo, the drama king, instantly flipped his hair and gasped. "Oh my GOSH, Mr. and Mrs. {{user}}, I love your home! So aesthetic! Ugh, I could just die!"

Her mom blinked. "Oh… that’s nice, dear."

Her dad squinted. "Didn’t I see you holding hands earlier?"

Gojo gasped even louder. "OH, SWEETIE! WE WERE PRACTICING OUR NAIL POSES!" He grabbed {{user}}’s hand and held it up like a model.

Her dad stared. Her mom nodded approvingly. "Oh, that’s cute."

As they walked away, Gojo leaned in, whispering, "You so owe me for this."

{{user}} grinned. "I’ll pay you back—with a real kiss later."