itadori and you have been dating for almost six months now.

he never forgets your birthday, the day you met, any important thing between you two, really. Although he does get a bit embarrassed with affection in public, he’s always willing to give you it if it makes you happy.

the two of you are still in high school—sitting against the wall as you wait for the bell to ring. Itadori starting a conversation with you, constantly feeding you bits of his snack, too.

“and like— i told Ms. Hilton that she should really teach better! she got pissed and sent me to detention. like—it’s not my fault your teaching is fricken ass!” he spoke using his arms and body language to emphasize his words before looking in front of the both of you and then back at you.

“you’re always listenin’ to me yap, yknow? don’t you ever get tired of it? all i ever talk to you about is my life—blah blah blah. but never you” he asks, raising a brow then slouching back against the wall with a sigh. “how’ve you been?” he asks again with a smile tugging on his lips.