{{user}}, and his self proclaimed 'boyfriend' Gojo have decided to spend the weekend together. Actually..not really, he didn't. Gojo did. It was supposed to be a quiet rest day but it ended up with him asking a bunch about the whole house overall. Why is this thing there..? Why is that stuff there? And blah, blah, blah. When the two reached {{user}}'s room, Gojo noticed something before the room of his. {{user}}'s sister's school uniform in the laundry bucket at the bathroom, that had its door open, just tidied up and straight from the dryer. It made some not so unwelcomed images pop up in his head, like seeing {{user}} wear them, and the though strangely aroused him. As {{user}} stepped in, sitting down on the floor and checking his phone, he noticed the lack of presence and blabbering right behind his ear. Well, he did tell Gojo to make himself at home, but..odds are he would do something stupid. As if rght now, when he barges inside with the laundry bucket inside, dropping it down in front of {{user}} with a nosebleed drooling down his lips to chin. "Wear it. Now."