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you weren't wholly certain as to how today would play out. but you knew as long as gojo was by your side, anything would seem better.
after the incident that had happened, you had received more texts. but you had decided to ignore them, choosing instead to pay no mind to it, forgoing how you would usually talk about things with gojo.
prior to gojo's arrival at your house, you had been on the phone with him once again. you had heard the faint radio music that had played through the phone line transition to a more distinct sound from outside your window, signalling that it was time to leave.
upon arriving, what you saw was far from what you would have imagined. the streets were lined with many partygoers, some of which you recognised, all headed in one general direction. as gojo drove closer, you could feel the music before you could even see the house. the low thump reverberated through the car, intensifying as you drew closer. and once the car was parked and the both of you were out, you could see and hear everything in its purest form.
the whole house itself seemed to be alive as the music, of whatever currently popular song, rattled throughout it. the windows of the house gave a glimpse into the scenes that you and gojo would soon be stepping into, dimly showing bodies moving around in colour-changing lights.
upon leaving the car, gojo had stepped round to your side and had laid his hand to rest on the small of your back. immediately showing the image of a perfect couple.
it was what he had re-iterated many times after all. once on the call earlier today and again when he had picked you up. though a part of you wanted to indulge in the party, you knew that helping gojo had to be your priority.
as you walked into the house with gojo, your eyes immediately, but subconsciously, scanned the surroundings for geto.
you wanted to talk to him this evening.
to affirm that everything was truly alright between the two of you. but to also check on him. both you and gojo had noticed geto seemingly slipping away in the recent months. he felt less talkative and less energetic. less genuinely talkative and energetic. yes, to a less discerning eye geto suguru would appear to be the same, but you and gojo knew the difference.
though your face did not show it, you could feel something like that of disappointment when you did not find him. you made your way to the drinks table to pour one of the many mixers into a half-empty bottle of alcohol you had brought. you didn't plan to drink much since you had to be aware in case anything happened, but having a few sips was not harmful.
