Geto Suguru x Reader x Gojo Satoru

Making weekend plans.

I sigh in relief at the fact that the one strand of hair that had been bothering me was finally staying down. I glanced at my outfit which I had finally decided was good enough. I was finally done, it took a while but I think this looks decent.

At least I hope it does. I mean today is the day we finally meet up. It's been two weeks since we last saw each other. It's a little strange to think of how the meetup is going to go considering what happened the last time we hung out. I wish I could ask someone, anyone if what we did could be considered a date but unfortunately I don't have many friends.

The kiss is proof enough, right? But what about what others may consider it. What if he considers it an accident? A mistake? What if this is just a talking stage? Or a game?

Crap. I thought I left the overthinking stage back in high school. At least I did with the other guys I've dated. I never thought too much about our situations. Always assumed everything would work out for the better. If need be we'd break up. But...I don't want that now. I don't want it to end before it ever started.

I glance into the mirror again, looking at the long, flowy dress I had slipped on. Perfect for this breezy weather we were having.

I smile as I twirl the dress and giggle to myself. I feel pretty. Like really pretty.

That's right. If he doesn't want anything serious, then really it's his loss.

I glance at the time as I've always done. Noticing I still have 45 minutes till we meet up. I look out my window and watch a bus arrive right on schedule, now if only that'll happen for me when it's time for me to go.

I remember the past memory I had just a few minutes ago. I wonder why that happened. What if it's a sign? I shake away the thought determined not to bring bad luck.

I glance at the time again and look at the address Gojo had sent earlier this week. It's a few minutes away I could leave in 35 minutes and still be a little early. Although it's not a cafe but an ice cream shop. I need a small coffee.

I've been attempting to cut back but I desperately need one right now. I do the math and realize that if I left in the next 5 minutes I could reach a bus and stop by Suguru's cafe. Finish a small one, at least nearly then take a cab to the ice cream shop and get there right on time.

I rush out grabbing my stuff and head down the apartment building, taking the elevator and quickly pressing the silver button to get down as fast as I can. I grab the bus and take a seat near the back which luckily wasn't too crowded.

I watch as the scenery passes by. A little brown-haired girl eating ice cream with her mother. Reminds me of myself when I was young. A guy taking pictures of a girl all dressed up in a pastel yellow which compliments her dark hair. A black-haired boy looking up from his phone and smiling brightly at something else.

I get off of the bus after 10 minutes. Walking down the street as the wind hits my dress just right. My hair bouncing up and down as well. I head to the cafe which only takes about 2 minutes in my flats. I walk in and feel the sense of relief hit me as I smell the aroma.

"Hey Ms.! Your usual?"

"Yes! But in a small please!"

"Right away!"

I smile as I pay then take a seat. I glance at the time like I always do. The order arrives 2 minutes later. I smile as I take a sip.

"Hey, you look pretty. The dress really suits you, here for your daily dose of coffee?"

I turn around, hearing the stern voice I know who it is as soon as he says the first sentence. "Thanks Suguru! Yep, I was just really craving it today if I'm being honest."