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The shoot with Gucci lasted at a time to your liking, the entire process was early and long but the actual photography for the cover lasted about an hour and a half.
'The lighting was just so good', was your excuse. You knew damn well that Gojo was just one hell of a model and you hated to admit that.
"Really? I feel like it made my nose bigger." He replied, a smirk building up in his already smug face.
Simple.
"Well you know what they say big nose big di-" "Big ass forehead yeah I've heard it before", you interrupted earning a chuckle from Ijichi as you handed Gojo a couple of photos.
Gojo ended up wearing a wine colored suit with green rose decals to his dismay, he tried to convince the stylist to use the black suit you had touched.
"Taste isn't for everyone." Gojo made a pouting face looking at the printed blueprint model they would use for the Gucci stores.
You whipped your head behind you, as you were sitting in the middle of the SUV, and bore your eyes into Gojo.
"And what would you know about taste Satoru hm?" You challenged, looking over at Ijichi who stopped at a red light.
"Ijichi, my bag please?" You asked pointing at the bag you considered your 'business' case that was sitting by him in the front.
He pushed up his glasses and held it to you to which you smiled and spoke a quick 'thank you'.
When you leaned back into your seat from reaching over to grab your bag, you felt a gust of breath that tickled your ear.
"Why don't you find out and let me taste you Y/n?" It was Gojo's voice that was in extremely close proximity with your ear.
The pace of your heart quickened to fast for your liking, your ear feeling a hot sensation beginning to form and spreading to your face.
'There is no way you're getting turned on by Gojo right now stop' you told yourself, subtly holding your bag together in hopes to get a hold of yourself.
You whipped your head around again, your face inches away from his, so close you noticed how some of his white lashes were curled.
Gojo smiled showing off his white teeth, his blue eyes widened like a child in a candy store.
"Oh please", you leaned in a bit closer, your glossed lips mesmerized him as he felt your breath emitting from them.
"Take me out to dinner first Satoru." Your voice had been so low and sultry you had saw his eyelids fan down, beginning to close.
