Satoru and you are lying on the couch and watching a show you both like. When suddenly a romantic scene pops on screen where the man hugs the girl and reads for her from a book. You take a deep breath before you turn to him.
"Ahh, look at them. It's so romantic. You would never do that for me..."
Gojo raises one of his eyebrows before sitting up and grabbing the bag of snack from the coffee table. With that in hand he lays back and throws his free arm around you, hugging you tight.
The second you hear him reading out loud the text from the back of the snack you can't help but laugh out loud.
"What?" Satoru rolls his eyes but also smiling. "You wanted me to hug you and read for you, yeah?"
jinchul being so overworked he completely forgets when his birthday is and how old he is
like imagine work day proceeding as always (aka disaster after disaster) and then for some work related shit someone asks him his birthday and age and he just opens his mouth to reply but nothing comes out because he legit can’t remember. he just dumbly stays here for a minute having really strong thinking session only to say ‘I honestly don’t remember’ (but it also attributes to him never really celebrating his birthday because orphanage either messed up dates or straight up ignored it and at adulthood he’s mostly too busy or there’s extra work so if he’s lucky enough he can treat himself to a piece of cake after work at home and that’s it)
kha workers just running to gunhee like ‘boss we have an emergency, chief woo doesn’t remember his birthday—‘
literally everyone remembers his birthday and age except the man in question. it’s so bad that when they invite him for a party he declines because too much work and they’re like ‘sir it’s your birthday party’ and then there’s long awkward pause
How I look at my classmates in middle school who tried bullying my interests after putting a huge act with crying and depressing words making them a huge Villian and turning more then half of the class against them:
Have you ever heard about the story of Pygmalion? It’s a greek myth about a sculptor who fell in love with a sculpture he made. It sounds crazy right? What if I told you that most of us have been a Pygmalion at least once in our lives. We fell in love with some images we create of people in our heads. Images that sometimes are never true.
I remember the first time we talked. I remember how I felt; The butterflies in my stomach when I talked to you, the goofy smiles upon thinking of you. This is it, you are the one; I remember it all. But what I remember the most is my mind telling me: If it’s too good to be true, it probably isn’t. But I think I was too (Pygmalioned) to see. I made you everything I loved about you and I fell desperately in love with this idea I made up in my mind of you. I don’t have to get over you, I have to get over myself, I have to get over how I thought of you