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"Gojo-sensei, aren't you coming?" Yuuji waved his hand from the car.
"You guys go ahead." Gojo shushed them away jokingly.
"Oh, you got a plan, Sensei?"
He grinned widely at the question. "I have a date."
"You're not fooling anyone, Sensei." Nobara crossed her arms, judging him skeptically. "He probably out to buy some mochis or something." Her eyes told everything there was to know, she wasn't going to buy the idea of anyone who would want to date her chaotic teacher.
Yuuji, the ever-innocent and positive, exclaimed, "Wow, Gojo-sensei, you're going on a date!"
Megumi just rolled his eyes, "Have fun, I guess."
The older man just smiled as he watched the car drove past him. He wondered why his students wouldnt beleve that he actually had a boyfriend. He could pull anyone with his attractive face.
He turned towards a black car parked not far from where he was standing. He laughed brightly, striding towards his redhead date.
Cale could literally feel his skin burning from Gojo's intense stare. He was burning holes with how long he was looking—his eyes were covered, for god's sake—crease forming on his forehead.
Confused, Cale asked, "What's wrong?"
With a hint of frustration in his voice, Gojo replied, "It's gone."
"What is?" Cale raised an eyebrow.
"The hickeys I left on you."
Cale couldn't believe his ears.
Before he could react any further, Gojo abruptly unbuttoned his shirt, causing Cale to gasp in surprise. "What are you doing?!" he exclaimed, taken aback by Gojo's sudden actions.
Ignoring Cale's question, the white-haired man scrutinized Cale's pale skin, confirming his suspicions. "They're all gone," Gojo remarked, his expression a mix of disbelief and irritation.
Cale's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he realized what Gojo was referring to. He had unintentionally used his restoration ancient power, the Vitality of the Heart, to heal the hickeys Gojo had left on him during their previous intimate encounters.
"It's just hickeys."
"But they were my hickeys."
"I... I didn't mean to." Cale gulped, trying to find a way to explain yet another power he secretly had.
Gojo sighed, "Is this another Ancient Power I'm not aware of?"
"Well, it's a restoration power."
"And you can't stop it from healing those cute little hickeys?"
"I can't exactly control it."
He took a deep breath as he tried to compose himself, lips pouting. "That's not a very nice power."
"Hey, it helps me not getting diabetes binge-eating sweets with you all the time."
"Still a bummer." Gojo pouted like a man-child that he was, eyes rolling playfully.
"Oh yeah? So, you'd rather I don't have this power and wouldn't be able to endure the way you keep pouncing me from sundown to sunup every single time?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.
Gojo's eyes widened, "Well, when you put it that way..." he trailed off, clearly trying to contain his playful excitement. His cheeks turned a shade of pink.
He nonchalantly continued, "Whatever, I'll just leave bite marks everywhere and every day,"
"You're really something else." Cale Henituse let out a sigh of exasperation. He couldn't help but find Gojo's persistence both amusing and frustrating.
"How about I leave one now?"
Cale's eyes widened, and he chuckled nervously, trying to maintain his composure as Gojo leaned closer. Cale can't see his eyes with the blindfold covering them, but he knew there would be a teasing glint in his eyes.
"Satoru, I'm driving," He tried so hard to maintain his focus on the road.
Gojo's mischievous grin widened, but he relented, leaning back into his seat. "Alright, alright, no kissing your neck while you're driving," he said with a hint of disappointment in his voice.
"But I make no promises once we arrive at our destination."
Cale playfully rolled his eyes, knowing that Gojo's teasing nature was simply a part of who he was. "I suppose I'll have to be on guard then."
"You know, Cale, you really should consider getting a driver. That way, you can focus on other things while I kiss you."
Cale burst into laughter, surprised by Gojo's bold and cheeky suggestion. "I'm perfectly capable of driving myself, thank you."
"Oh, I'm sure you are, but think about all the time we could save for... other activities."
Cale glanced at Gojo when he felt his fingers tracing his hand. "I'm afraid I'm not into voyeurism."
"Fair enough," he said, crossing his arms with a playful pout. "But don't blame me if my patience wears thin one day."
"Satoru, you should just have the cookies in the back." Cale pointed at the box in the back seat.
"Oho! What's these?"
"New samples from a new product. Do tell me if any of it is lacking."
Gojo's smile widened, his playful nature taking over. "You know I'm an expert in sweets."
He picked up a cookie, taking a bite, and then proceeded to pretend to be a food critic, dramatically describing the taste with an air of sophistication. "Ah, the delicate balance of sweetness and crunchiness. Truly a masterpiece!"
Cale chuckled at Gojo's theatrics. "You're just being dramatic now," he said, trying to hide his amused smile.
"Anyway, I'm serious about what I said earlier. My house is so clean. I'll even throw some rose petals in the bath if you like. What about it? You'll stay the night, right?"
"You're still on about that?" Cale wondered how this man could be so persistent about such a topic.
"C'mon, I even have those wines you love so much."
"Then I suppose I can't resist."
The white-haired man faked a dramatic gasp, "You love wine more than me? You're mean."
"You-" Cale didn't know what to say anymore. Instead, he leaned in and brushed his lips against his boyfriend's. He could feel Gojo's breathe on his face.
"You said no kiss while driving."
Cale didn't reply, he just pulled the brakes and continued driving as the light turned green.
"See, I knew you couldn't resist my charms," Cale wanted to wipe the smug out of his face so badly.