☆ Satosugu Collection

-Ice Cream ♪ Chapter 1-

Helo :DD well, it's kinda goofy lol

They get ice cream in this one, they have a gud time :)

-Ice Cream-

"Hello, stupid idiot!" was the first thing Geto heard today. "Shut up, moron." Geto replied, to the white haired dunce. His best friend, believe it or not. The one and only, strongest of them all, (and most stupid of them all, Geto added in his mind) Satoru Gojo.

"What are you doing here? It's a free day." Geto asked him. "Well, then why are you here?" Gojo said with a teasing smile on his face. "Hey, dont answer my question with a question." Geto said, smiling, seeing as the mood was insulting each other playfully. 

Gojo stayed silent for a bit, and then said, "Hmm, I dunno. Weeellllll since we aare here anyways.. Do you wanna get ice cream?" Geto considered his offer, and agreed. "Sure, but for the ice cream, not you!" Geto said, smiling with his teeth.

-Search-

Yes.

He had done it. No one would ever know that it was technically, as he hated to say it, a date. And he was very smooth about it. Totally, very. He kinda wanted Geto to realize, so he could write cheesy poems about him and send them to him, but he already writes them, and he can send them in a very ironic way. He is the smoothest man on earth.

"Wait, do you know where the ice cream truck is?" Geto said, snapping Gojo out of his thoughts. "Huh-? Uhh well, there are ice cream stands around?" Geto didnt look impressed. "You dont know do you." Hmm. What to say next, Gojo thought.

 Then, he had a brilliant idea. "Wait. I know. We should just run around the city looking for an ice cream truck!" Geto looked more unimpressed. He replied with a simple, "Wha??" Gojo continued talking about his idea. "Don't worry, the ice cream truck tune is loud. Plus, we are technically still kids, so no one will suspect anything."

 Geto looked more than unimpressed this time. "No. This is one of your worst ideas, even for you. How about we just pull up Google Maps and look up ice cream?" Ah, right. Gojo forgot that Google Maps existed. "Oh-" he said. 

He whipped out his phone faster than Geto could, (maybe to lean into him) and typed in, "ice cream" making a few typos along the way. He scrolled through some places for a while, and found a place.

 The ice cream place was 15 minutes away from them, convenient for talking to Geto, and for actually getting ice cream, too. There were parfaits as well, and they could sit down and talk. 

Great. Gojo shuffled closer to Geto, totally to show him the ice cream place, and said, "This one works." Geto looked at his screen, and said, "Yeah, sure." Gojo replied, "Welp, then it's settled. Let's go!"

-Unexpected-

"Wait- Gojo-" Geto said, seeing the pink van blaring a specific tune speed by them. Gojo didn't answer for a bit, so he turned, and saw him already chasing after the vehicle.

 "WAIT- GOJO-" Geto repeated his words. He bruh'd in his mind, before chasing after Gojo, who was chasing after the ice cream van. "DUDE. COME BACK!!" Geto yelled at Gojo. "NOOO!!!! IM SO CLOSE!!!" 

 Geto's legs were getting exhausted. He tried once again to convince Gojo to stop, "BRO STOP, MY LEGS ARE TIRED." Gojo actually stopped, before walking over to Geto, and picking him up.

"WHA-" was all Geto could get out. His face was flushed pink, because he was embarrassed at being picked up by someone. Definitely not because of who that person was. Gojo kept yelling at the truck, and eventually the dude driving the truck, (who was wearing earbuds for your information,) realized someone was calling him.

 He stopped the truck, and before him were two sweaty teenagers. "Uhh-" Ice cream man began to speak, before Gojo interrupted and said, gasping in between his words, "2 ice creams please. One mint, one vanilla."

 Geto flailed around, still very flustered, and probably even more flustered because now this random ice cream van driver was watching them. He let out a sigh, while Gojo appeared to be very triumphant.

-Cooldown-

Gojo was proud, he made ANOTHER smooth move!! 2 in one day. Geto was licking his vanilla ice cream, trying to cool down, from the heat (mainly).

More sweets :) Gojo thought, as he ate his ice cream. Geto briefly looked at him, and saw him not licking, but biting his ice cream. "W-why are you eating your ice cream like that?" Geto said while squinting at him, almost with a look of disgust. "Because when you lick them they get melty and weird." Geto squinted more. "Does it matter though?" He sighed, before continuing to speak again.

"Why did you start chasing after it? We were already gonna get ice cream." Gojo smiled, before replying. "You can never have too many sweets, plus, exercise." Geto laughed a bit, "You dont need exercise, we have Jujutsu. And im not you, I don't need sweets to function!"

 Ah, that laugh of his. Gojo thought. Honestly, he wasn't sure why he liked him. Maybe he always did, but he thought it was friendship. But, Geto really seemed like the one he wanted to spend his life with. Gojo looked at Geto, and smiled.

Hope you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!