[ Left with such sweet, affectionate touch, Gojo has no recourse but to follow close behind Nanami out of the bed. Funny how someone who spends so much of his life an infinity away from others would be clingy when afforded the opportunity to be so, but in contrast to the playfulness in his tone, he snags Nanami's fingers in his own as he slips off the bed too, rubbing the corner of his palm at his sleep-dusty eyes. It's...so much easier to keep the shadows in their corners like this. ]
Hehe, you spoil me. [ You asked, Gojo!! ] Herbal for me...with the usual.
[ So, yes, sweet, the "usual" being some ungodly number of sugar cubes. Nanami didn't even really need to ask β Gojo would enjoy anything he brewed up for him, but the fact that he asks at all, even when he knows is just like him, isn't it? He's always so attentive, so caring, even if it isn't always in the ways people easily recognize.
Utterly unapologetic, Gojo clings to Nanami's hand as they make their way into the kitchen, his other arm winding around his partner's bicep, head leaning down against his shoulder. ]
Won't make it too hard for you to make it if I stay like this, hm?
what if i come back here EVEN LATER
Hehe, you spoil me. [ You asked, Gojo!! ] Herbal for me...with the usual.
[ So, yes, sweet, the "usual" being some ungodly number of sugar cubes. Nanami didn't even really need to ask β Gojo would enjoy anything he brewed up for him, but the fact that he asks at all, even when he knows is just like him, isn't it? He's always so attentive, so caring, even if it isn't always in the ways people easily recognize.
Utterly unapologetic, Gojo clings to Nanami's hand as they make their way into the kitchen, his other arm winding around his partner's bicep, head leaning down against his shoulder. ]
Won't make it too hard for you to make it if I stay like this, hm?
[ Like a barnacle??? ]