Note: This chapter is partially inspired by Kamala Khan's nickname for Nakia Bahadir in the book Ms. Marvel. It is my headcanon that Tadashi is a regular reader.


Frequently, GoGo considered her relationship with Tadashi. Even when the two first became acquainted with each other, he struck her in a way she found both incredibly fascinating and incredibly disconcerting. Unlike Honey Lemon, GoGo was never one to gawk over the supposedly beautiful members of the opposite sex, but even she conceded it would've been pointless to deny that, even given a perfunctory appraisal, Tadashi was rather attractive. In fact, on one occasion when his attention was thankfully drawn elsewhere, GoGo had to stop herself from staring at him. After comprehending the reality-shattering horror that came with the realization that she was actually checking him out, she concluded that she would have to take extra precaution in order to keep him from discovering her budding infatuation. She kept up her façade of dispassionate apathy with everyone in her life, (with the exception of Tadashi's aunt, who was delightful) but she decided that she would reserve the particularly vociferous portions of her bottomless rage for the moments when Tadashi would annoy or badger her. Given that he was so outgoing and firmly believed in the inherent goodness of every living creature, she assumed this would be a relatively simple task for an expertly skilled actress like herself. The only roadblock in her faultless plan to victory was that Tadashi's personality was commensurate to his level of physical attractiveness. He was just so…passionate. About everything. His spirit, his constant, unwavering optimism and belief in his friends, his sense of humor, everything about him was just so, and GoGo positively loathed this word, charming. It went much further than that, however. Her admiration for him only deepened when she learned about his parents, his brother, his aunt, and how he never gave in despite all the terrible shit life hurled at him. From that point forward, every second spent with Tadashi was like something out of one of those dreadful high school drama movies Honey Lemon obsessed over and GoGo believed constituted a form of torture covered by the Geneva Convention. (Because she would happily confess to staging the Moon Landing and assassinating Santa Claus if it meant it could end early) The guy would see the girl of his dreams, time would slow to a crawl, the cheesy nineties indie rock song would start playing, and choirs of angels would descend from Heaven as her hair gracefully flowed in the wind. The only difference was that Tadashi was a guy and didn't have long hair. Although she almost exclusively employed his last name when referring to Tadashi, she privately referred to him as Superman, as she noted a connection between aspects of the two. They were both people of unflinching moral rectitude that always stood up for what was right, they were both endlessly optimistic about everything, and they both had a sort of constantly radiant dorky charm that frequently forced GoGo's lips to curl into a smirk independent of her own willpower. (And if she was assigning superhero archetypes, she would be Batman. She was the only sane one among her friends, had a penchant for wearing black, and frequently found herself punching clowns in the face)

It occurred to GoGo after several minutes of internal ruminating that she had neglected to recall that she was starving and that her phone was about to be completely drained of battery. Returning to the realm of the living, she became hip to the fact that she had entered Tadashi's lab only to remain ramrod stiff at his doorway. He was not unaware of this occurrence.

"Hey there. Can I help you with something?"

Using her boyfriend's voice to guide her out of the land of dreams, GoGo hastily slipped her hand into Tadashi's pocket and whipped out his cell phone without so much as courtesy response. He cocked an eyebrow in response.

"Uh, you're welcome." He said with a degree of uncertainty. While thinking about Tadashi had been more than sufficient to take her mind off her stomach, her hunger had returned given her payback with interest as she robotically slid through his contact list. He had to have the number in hear somewhere.

"Can't speak. Need food. Phone dying." She fired off the three phrases as quickly as possible in order to conserve energy. After what felt like an eternity of scrolling through names some of which she recognized and some that were totally foreign, her target was in spitting distance. She needed something to satiate her primordial hunger, and the quickest way to acquire food that wasn't also complete garbage was to get it from S-

"What is that?"

GoGo found that she was far more perceptive than she initially assumed herself to be as she noted a peculiarity in Tadashi's phone. Who exactly was "Squishy Muffin"? And how did this person know Tadashi? The only way i-

"Oh my God, no." She hoped to keep the words stored permanently in the mainframe of her brain, but they forcibly escaped from her mouth as her initial assumption and greatest fear was validated: it was her phone number.

She could feel Tadashi's arms wrap around her waist and his chin fall on her shoulder. Predictably, her cheeks began to flare up.

"Well, you're squishy and, not unlike a muffin, adorable, hence the term: Squishy Muffin."

If GoGo had discovered Tadashi's nickname for her in the earlier days of their friendship, she likely would've responded with violence. In the moment, she wanted nothing more than to be angry, but something inside of her repressed her anger. If she was being totally honest, it was just another part of Tadashi's goofy charm that made her stomach flutter. Not that he was going to find that out. With her phone's dying breath, she would take her vengeance on Tadashi. She had gone through the motions of searching for Tadashi in her contact list that she could practically swipe to it blindfolded. She could sense Tadashi's surprise when he discovered GoGo's listing.

"Clark Kent? I'm Superman?"

Taptaptaptaptaptap.

Tadashi gave her a light kiss on the cheek after she placed her phone in her pocket.

"Love you, Squishy Muffin."

It was impossible for her to remain angry at him for more than a few seconds.

"Love you too, Dumbass."