Iori watched as Gojo walk out of their apartment, then saw him turn around and glance at her. "Happy Mother's Day!"
Iori glared at her boyfriend. "It's not Mother's Day. And you know damn well I'm not a mother." Gojo waltzed over to her, leaning his head close to her ear. "Yes you are, mommy", he said, nipping at her earlobe. If one were to look at Iori's face right now, they just might've discovered a new shade of red.
"Bye, sweetie!", Gojo said, waving at his girlfriend and left to his school. Iori shook her head and rested it on her hand.
"Idiot."
. . .
Iori walked on to the campus of her school. Before she could walk any further, her phone vibrated in her pocket. She took it out to see a text notification from none other than her boyfriend, Satoru Gojo.
She opened up her app to see what her lovable albino haired man sent.
Satoru: Haven't seen you in forever.
Iori: We just saw each other this morning.
Satoru: No we didn't. Last time I saw you was when you were naked in our room.
Iori: When was this?
Satoru: Tonight 😉.
Iori felt the crimson hue from earlier return on her face. She shoved her phone back into her pocket and stomped into the school.
A cyan haired female noticed Iori and ran up to her teacher. "Ms Utahime? Is something wrong?" Iori looked over to see Kasumi. "Try and take a guess." "Is it Gojo?"
Iori stopped walking and sighed. "He is constantly been bickering me with pick up lines." "Pick up lines?" Iori nodded.
"It started two days ago. He told me why he wears a blindfold all the time." "What did he say?"
"It's to make sure he doesn't get blinded by my bright beauty."
Kasumi gushed. "Awww!" "No! Not 'awww'! It was before, but now I just want it to stop!"
Iori buried her fingers in her hair, groaning in annoyance. Kasumi put a finger to her chin and began to think. "Why not get back at him?"
The scar faced woman began to listen. "I'm listening." "You fight fire with fire! Use your own pick up lines!" Iori thought on this, and agreed. "Okay, this could work. Thank you Miwa."
. . .
"Iori, I'm home!", called out Satoru as he walked into the apartment. Sitting on the couch was his girlfriend, looking at her phone.
"I don't believe this", she said. "What is it?" "The police are coming over here. They say you stole something." "What are you talking about? I didn't steal anything." "I think you did."
Satoru walked over to his lover and leaned in closer. "And what is it that I could've possibly stolen?" Iori then smirked. "My heart."
It he didn't have his blindfold on, you would've seen Satoru's eyes widen. "Wow, Iori. That was... impressive." "Thank you. Now, I can borrow something quickly?" "What is it?" "A kiss."
Satoru's eyes went wide again, but it came along with a smirk. "Only if you give it back afterwards."
Iori stood up and wrapped her arms around his waist, giving him a kiss that lasted about 3 seconds.
"Now, since when did you start getting good at words?" "Call it payback for all the things you kept saying the last few days."
Satoru chuckled and gave a peck on his girlfriend's head. "I was just trying something new. Now did you get my text?" "I did, my little coconut."
"Coconut?" "Yeah, because I'm going to smash you until the white milk comes out."
Now Satoru was completely flabbergasted. "Okay, now that is an interesting offer."
