catch-all

[rikugan]

WHO: aodh belli, gojo satoru rikugan + you
WHAT: catchall
WHERE: all over
WHEN: feb 2025 onward
WARNINGS: will cw on subject headers as needed

( ooc | a general catchall for both open and closed logs below! if we've made plans, don't hesitate to slide a starter in under the respective headers. otherwise, you can reach me at voicelog or pm for plotting. ✌️ )

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[rikugan]

[ he is standing above him now, hands tucked into his pants' pockets and an enthusiastic smile on his face. ]

We can go get fast food, so get your ass up, Suguru.

[ he starts to nudge him with the tip of his boot. nudge nudge nudge~ ]

You're wastin' time! [ the audacity. ] Hurry up.

[gorb]

( Geto takes a wild swipe at that boot, but there's really no stopping Gojo when he gets his mind set on something. So with a mad groan of sound Geto throws his blankets aside and levers himself out of the bed, rising to clumsy feet.

It says something that his defences are down around Gojo still, eyes half closed as he stretches and then runs his fingers through his hair, grunting sleepily when he hits a snag. He'll just tie it up with the bobble on his wrist, eyes just a slither of lavender as they look his old friend's way. )

You're buying.

[rikugan]

Sure, sure~ It'll be my treat.

[ he doesn't wait for suguru to finish tying up his bedridden hair, his arm already slinging over his shoulders as he maneuvers him right out of the shared bedroom out into the hallway. ] Bathhouse first, though. [ whether it's a nice warm soak or a cold bath, it's bound to wake geto up. ]

[gorb]

( Is he going to let Gojo just manhandle him? Apparently. With how his slippers keep sliding across the floor lazily he's probably not with it enough to stop him. Or he doesn't care. )

I'm going to start putting sedatives into your milkshake. ( Still grumbly, but no real heat. When they make it to the bathhouse he starts going through the motions of dragging his clothes off immediately, autopilot. ) Shoko's not here to stop you having a sleep-deprived heart attack and I'm not about to go down with you, so drugs. So many.

( Can he take a brief nap upright? Maybe. )

[rikugan]

[ he crinkles his nose at him. ]

What're you talkin' about? I've got enough sleep! [ he got his usual 3-4 hours in. ] If I ever get a heart attack from not sleepin' enough, then I deserve it. [ he has started removing his own clothes, hanging them up in the locker and exposing the jagged scars that wrap around both his waist and left arm. once done, he gives a stretch of his arms as he moves on ahead to the rinsing area. ]

[gorb]

( He might entertain himself a little by looking at Gojo's ass while he moves, he's allowed! He's going to pretend he wasn't if his friend looks over anyway, a fun new game. )

I'd forgotten how little you sleep. They better hurry up and fix the place, I need my wall back.

( Not that it would stop him if he really wanted Geto up, but. )

Nobody bathes at this hour, Satoru. I think you're trying to punish me for something.

[rikugan]

[ he can stare at his ass all he wants, he won't mind. B) ]

This is more a treat than a punishment. It's because no one's bathin' at this hour that makes it the perfect time to take advantage of this place. Do you really wanna share the baths with a bunch of other people?

[ grabbing the hose, gojo turns on the faucet and lets the water quickly wash over him, before he casually aims it at geto next. ]

Besides, we haven't gone to an onsen together in a long time. We should make the most of it.

[gorb]

( He shifts closer to snag the hose, aiming it for a singular second directly into Gojo's face before he starts rinsing himself off properly. )

Fine. But only because you're right. ( He doesn't want to be around anyone not a part of his carefully composed group of people. Especially naked. Once satisfied of his cleanliness, Geto starts slouching towards the baths, footsteps lazy. ) Come on, let's make the most of it.

[rikugan]

[ geto should be pleased that gojo let him momentarily blast him with a face full of water.

raking his fingers through wet hair, he follows after suguru, soon slinging an arm around his shoulders. ]

Got any ideas on how we can make the most of it~? [ it's as suggestive as it sounds. ]

[gorb]

( He makes like he might throw Gojo off, but in the end he just lets his space be crowded. He's grown fond of this again - the insistent bothering - he'd missed it before. )

Oh, sure.

( A drawl, almost a purr, fluttering his eyelashes at his old friend. )

I thought I'd finally see my plan through and drown you in here. ( Grin widening even as he slips away to find the water, sinking into it like a siren, head tipped upwards. ) Come here, Satoru. Let me show you a good end.