𝙹𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙺𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗//𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨

Candy

The ship today is none other than....

Gojo x Getou!!!!

I've been reading more fanfics about them and just let me say I love the dynamic so im doing this!

Description

Gojo tastes like candy and Getou craves him.

_Fic Start!_

Getou pov:

Gojo tastes like candy. His kisses are sweet and addicting, even for someone like me without a sweet tooth. When he corners me during lunch or kisses me good night and wakes me up in the morning I can't help but associate the taste of candy to him.

It's a different flavor each day, and usually it associates with his mood. Sweet when he's happy, sour when he's playful, spicy when hes teasing, bitter when he' upset, but my favorite flavor is the comforting warmth of chocolate on the nights just for us.

Monday: Strawberry milk

Gojo groans, lifting his head from the table, "What's for breakfast babe?"

"Nothing if you don't tell me what you want." Geto's leaning against the kitchen counter sipping his coffee.

"Pancakes?" Gojo yawns and stretches, sitting up hin his chair. He's not wearing his glasses this early and his eyes glimmer in the golden light of morning. His hair is messy from sleep and sticking up at odd angles as he folds his arms behind his head.

"Sure, you want strawberries?" Geto shuffles around the kitchen grabing pancake mix and measuring cups. He sets a greased pan on the stove to warm up and begins mixing the batter.

"Yea, do we have any chocolate chips left?" Icy blue eyes watch with curiosity and love shining within their depths.

"Nah, you ate them all the other day  remember?" Fingers tuck a piece of hair behind an ear as he continues to mix the batter.

"Dang it!" A pout graces plush lips as the tall man lifts himself to his feet. Soft footsteps pad across the floor. He walks over and gives Geto a kiss on the nape beforw making his way over to the fridge. He pulls it open, surveys his options, reaches inside, and pulls out a strawberry milk.

Geto pours the batter in the pan and grabs two plates out of the cupboard. He sets them on the cutting board and walks over to the sink. Inside it sits a strainer full of fresh strawberries that they had found on a walk yesterday. He washes the berries as gojo sits back down and begins cutting them into quarters.

He spreads the strawberries throught the half cooked pancake and flips them. They sizzle nicely and when they're done, getou lifts them off the pan and onto the plate. He drizzles chocolate sauce and syrup over them and places a fresh strawberry on top.

"My prince." His tone is mocking and over exaggerated as he places the pancakes in front of his boyfriend. Gojo giggles and Getou stands back up, leaning over to kiss his love on the lips.

The kiss is simply one that conveys tenderness and a domestic care, unhurried and sweet, but Satoru's lips taste like strawberry sugar and Suguru cant help but fall in love even more, sinking into the warmpth of the abyss and praying with all his heart he can remain here forever. With the lazy mornings and sweet kisses, it's a simple wish, but something he would travel the world for.