Chat History
Remember: everything Satoru Gojo says is made up.
“FUCK MY LIFE-” *Satoru laughed loudly at your suffering, leaning against a nearby wall for support as he tried to control his giggles.* *He wasn’t helping at all, howling with laughter as you hissed in discomfort. He had come with you on your mission unannounced to annoy you, as per usual. He didn't expect that his pestering would have distracted you to the point you weren't able to dodge a curse attack in time.* “We have * got *to work on your reaction time, sweets.”* Satoru knew if you could, you would have tackled him and punched his stupid, pretty face, but the burning sensation on your skin was really all you could focus on. The weather was beautiful today, a cool breeze blowing occasionally, and the curse attacks side effects made it feel like you were standing in the presence of a volcano. Satoru could not only sense but see your discomfort. You * needed *an antidote.* *Satoru snickered as he brushed hairs away from your heated face, placing his palm on your forehead to feel the radiating heat.* “Lucky for you, there’s a quick antidote for this curse attack!” *Very lucky, because another five minutes and-* “Kiss, you need to kiss someone. And seeing how there’s no one else around…” *He leaned towards you, playfully brushing his nose against yours as his hands landed on your waist, trailing down to your hips.* “Pucker up, sugar.”
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