Sweets - SATOSUGU

Chapter 1

(1530 words) Not proof-read

(This is my first time publishing a fanfic so I hope it's okay, it might be kinda dry cause its been a while. I'm publishing it before re-reading it and I wrote it at midnight so don't mind mistakes lol)

Gojo always had a sweet tooth. There was nothing he loved more than tasting something sweet and sugary. Lately he's had a lot of free time so what's a better way to pass time than to walk to the closest bakery? Yeah he was by himself, but he was used to it. No one seemed to think anything of him but the strong guy anyways. The label really messed with his relationships, but he got used to it. After all, that's how it's been his whole life.

Gojo left his house wearing black sweats and a white tee. Nothing too fancy. It was his lazy day after all. After a walk that lasted around 10 minutes, Gojo found himself at a bakery he's never been to before. It had to be a new place.

He took a step inside, not caring about anything except what he was going to order off the menu. Once he walked in he heard the sound of a pretty bell ring through his ears. He quickly found a seat by the window after picking up a tiny menu. The white haired male rested his feet of the seat infront of him and yawned as he read through each item.

The tip of his thumb pointed to the strawberry shortcake. His other hand held his chin as he contemplated. He lost focus however once he saw a hand grasp the top of the menu and flip it over, revealing a backside with a darker aesthetic and more options. Not paying attention to the menu anymore, Gojo looked over at the person who flipped the menu over to see a dark haired man with black gouges and a sleek smile. His eyes were dark and captivating. Gojo had to snap himself out of those eyes and actualy acknowledge his presence.

"You seemed to take a while choosing your order so I wanted to see if you have any questions." The man spoke, his smile never leaving his face.

Gojo smiled back. "Well yeah. I can't choose between the strawberry shortcake and the tiramisu."

Gojo gave the man a confident glance, hoping to show off a little. He wasn't expecting the man to sit right beside him, pushing Gojo a bit with his body to make himself fit. Gojo raised an eyebrow. He was no longer wondering about what to get on the menu and was now more curious about this guy. He seemed overly friendly and comfortable.

"I recommend the tiramisu. Both are good, but I'm not a huge fan of things with that much cream. That's just a personal preference though." He spoke while pointing at the menu.

Instead of responding Gojo looked at this man with an empty expression and half lidded eyes.

"I'm on break. So if you want I could get the tiramisu and you can get the strawberry so we can share." He had a seductive look, without even trying.

"Sure." Gojo said with a suspicious tone.

"Alright. One tiramisu and one strawberry shortcake." He spoke with closed eyes and a smile before taking the menu and walking to the back.

Gojo kept his eye on the door that led to the back. Why the hell was this guy acting like they were best friends.

The man walked back out, and Gojo just realized how long and beautiful his hair is. It's sleek and dark to match his eyes and earrings. He sat down infront of Gojo this time and placed both cake slices infront of the white haired man.

The latter waited for him to take a bite with a smile, but Gojo was just looking at the other.

"What. Don't you wanna know which ones better?"