Sweets - SATOSUGU

Chapter 2

(1251 words - not proof-read)

(I know this may seem kinda slow but I promise eventualy it will be better. Kinda just wanna set the scene and get them introduced to each other first without going too fast lol)

Gojo woke up earlier than usual for some reason. His body clock must've shifted over the last couple weeks. The tall man ran his hand through his hair and sighed as he got ready to gear to the school. He was excited to see his students again after not seeing them all weekend. Gojo usualy tries to spend a good amount of time with Megumi, but this weekend the latter seemed to have plans with Itadori and Nobara.

After locking his front door, the man realizes he had plenty of extra time to waste. He looked down and smiled, knowing exactly what he wanted to spend that time doing. Even more excitment filled his heart as he thought about his new 'friend' from the bakery. He thinks about how cool it is to be friends with someone who owns a bakery when you have a sweet tooth like Gojo Satoru.

Maybe he would make a habit of doing this every morning. It's a great way to start the day. For one, the food is amazin and second of all, Getou was a sight to the man. He was stunning to say the least and oddly comfortable around Gojo, but he likes it. Gojo likes to be social so when he meets people like that it gets him ecstatic.

The white haired male walked into the bakery and was quickly met with the same sweet scent as before. His eyes look around, but the only person in sight was a woman with long brown hair and slightly dark under-eyes. Before approaching her, Gojo looked back at the door, wondering why he didn't hear the bell ring this time, but he was a bit shocked to see there was no bell. He shrugged it off and walked over to the lady.

"Goodmorning. What would you like?" She spoke.

"Is Getou here?" He asked.

The woman smiled a bit with bleary eyes. "He is. Do you want me to get him for you?"

"If he's not busy. If he is then don't worry about it." Gojo looks to the side, a bit emmbarased since he didn't want to annoy him. Especially since he had only met the guy once.

"He's just making some strawberry milk. Plus Mondays are our slower days. I'm sure he won't mind." She walked into the back and leaves Gojo waiting by the counter. Suddenly Gojo feels his stomach start to spin. It makes him feel stupid. Why would he get so excited over a gut he's just met? It had to be something about his aura. Or maybe the way that every time he got closer to Gojo he could smell a sweet scent off of him.

Gojos thoughts were interrupted by the one and only Getou Suguru. The man walked out from the back with a plai expression that soon turned I a gentle smile once eye contact was made. "Goodmorning Satoru."

Once again this man's amiable behavior caught Gojo off guard.

"Goodmorning... Suguru." Gojo hesitated.

Getou walked to the other side of the counter with two filled cups in his hands and began making his way to the same table Gojo was at yesturday.
"Come." Getou demanded. Gojo followed with curiosity. He watched as the raven haired man placed the drinks down and pulled Gojos arm so he would sit. There they were, face to face at the table once again. It almost felt like they had never even left.

"This is fresh strawberry milk. I just made it." He pushed a cup towards Gojo.

"What do mean you made it?" He eyed the drink seeing cut up strawberries at the top.

"I made the puree myself. I just smashed some strawberries, added sugar, and mixed it with oat milk."

Gojo was genuinely intrigued with this homemade drink. He took a sip and his eyes widened, satisfying Getou. The latter took a drink himself.

Gojo took another sip. It was delicious. The strawberries cut into cubes at the top added some texture that you would get every now and then. He closed his eyes in bliss and smiled. "Geez. You're sent from God or something, you know that?"

"Its just strawberry milk. But thank you." Getou laughed.

"How much did you want for it?"

Getou raised an eyebrow. "Its on the house. I'm the one that dragged you over to have it. Plus your a friend now remember?"

Gojo looked down and smiled. "Yeah, whatever. Where's your tip jar."

"On the counter. But I don't want any tips from you."

Gojo pulled out his wallet, but soon felt his hand grabbed by Getous. Gojo looked up to be met with Getous dark eyes. They looked at one another for a while before they both felt a slight burn in their face.

"Put your wallet away Satoru. I enjoy your company so coming here is all you need to do."

Gojo put his wallet away in defeat and sat back comfortably. "Fine."

The two sat silently drinking for a bit, before Gojo remembered a question he had.

"Hey, what happend to that bell you had on the front door?" Gojo questioned. "I liked the sound of it."

Once again Getou raised an eyebrow. "Bell? What do you mean?"

"There was a bell last time I came. You know? Like the ones when you walk in a store they ring?"

Getou slightly tilted his head. "We never had any bell."

Gojo sat with uncertainty. He was sure he heard a bell the first day he walked in.

"What does the res of your day look like?" Getou asked.

Gojo looked back up and stopped thinking about the bell. "Well I was actualy on my way to work before i stopped by, but I had extra time."

"What do you do?" Getou smiled and rested his chin on his hands as if he was intrested.

"I'm a teacher. I teach highschoolers jujutsu." Gojo took another sip of the milk.

"Sounds fun." The latter looked up through his eyelashes.

"Yeah.. its really fun.." Gojo couldn't help but stare a little. He can't help but feel irritated with himself for acting this way, but at the same time its such a nice feeling.

Good for him though, the other seemed to be doing the same. It was now just the two of them looking at one another. Gojo with a distracted face and Getou with a calm smile.

Gojos pupils quickly shifted to the right as he felt the presence of that woman from the counter. "Would you like me to take your cups?"

Gojo looked down, not even realizing he finished already.

Getou put his palm towards her. "Its fine. I'll take care of it. Go get yourself something to eat, Ieiri."

He nodded and left the two alone again.

"I should get going." Gojo spoke with a dissapointed tone.

"Aww, ok. Make sure to keep stopping by. I'll give you something new everyday you come in."

Gojos dissapointed expression soon became a delighted one. "Got it."

The two stood up and looked one another in the eyes. "Go teach or whatever. I'll see you later." The dark haired male winked before taking the glasses to the back. Gojo left the bakery trying to hold back a smile. And he looked like an idiot doing so.