"Oh, Suicide Squad starts in forty minutes. Let's get the check and get out of here."

GoGo felt her nose scrunch and her mouth twitch reflexively as Tadashi signaled to their waitress for the check.

"What's wrong? I thought you liked superhero movies."

As was often the case whenever GoGo rested her hand on her chin and deliberately avoided eye contact with him, Tadashi wanted to know what he could do to remedy the situation. Really, the one thing she wanted more than anything was to back-hand him in the face.

"I guess. Whatever."

He reeled back slightly and eyed her with an air of suspicion, "Alright, tell me what's up," Despite her rough exterior, GoGo was not immune to insecurity, especially when it came to her relationship with Tadashi. He had been eye-flirting with the pretty, perky waitress the entire time night. Of course, Tadashi was perpetually stuck in a state of jovial amiability, but this was different, GoGo thought. It wasn't as if Tadashi (and Hiro, though older girls thought he was cute) was a stranger to excessive amounts of female attention, (GoGo noticed that there were certain female customers who would just so happen to appear at the Hamada cafe exactly as Tadashi began his shift on a curiously consistent basis) but this was taking it to a level that made GoGo's body numb. There really was no denying it: Tadashi was hot. He had a handsome face, a smile that made her knees buckle, an effortlessly well-toned body that made her heart race, and was unquestionably one of the most kind-hearted individuals to ever live. He could have pretty much any girl he wanted with a snap of his fingers, including Casey. She looked across the table, doing her best to pierce into the very fabric of his soul. "I don't need superpowers to know when you're upset."

GoGo tapped her fingers on the table and took a moment to look at her lower body. She didn't really care about what other people thought of her with a handful of exceptions, the most obvious being Tadashi. She mentally compared her stoutness and pathetically short hair to the tall figure and flowing, perfectly brunette locks of Casey the waitress, only further trapping herself in the pit of self-hatred. It reminded of her of how she assumed Tadashi had developed a liking for Honey Lemon given that she was the prototypical model of what guys were into, especially compared to GoGo's peculiar appearance and brazen personality. "I'm sure Casey could figure it out."

Tadashi squinted at her. "The waitress? What's wrong with her?"

"Nothing. But I guess that's the point, right?" GoGo raised her eyebrows for a moment, impressed by her own sharp wit.

"She's just being nice to get a good tip and I'm being nice because I prefer my food spit-free." Tadashi leaned over the table slightly and gave GoGo an incredulous grin. "Is this truly happening? Is the impeccable Leiko Tanaka a little bit jealloouuss?" He sing-songed, causing GoGo's face to scrunch even further. There really was no denying that Tadashi was correct in his assertion, but that only solidified her anger.

"So why don't you go see Civil War or whatever the Hell with her and her perfect hair and her Goddam long legs, then? I'm sure you would both lov-"

In order to calm and quiet GoGo, Tadashi pushed himself across the table and silenced her with a passionate kiss. GoGo's eyes fluttered to a close and all the pent up self-loathing had been transferred into energy with which she used reciprocate Tadashi's passion. He certainly knew how to lift her spirits.

Still hunched over the table and holding her face in his hands, Tadashi looked GoGo directly in the eyes. "Leiko, I love you, and it really, truly breaks my heart that you don't like yourself as much I do. I love your snark, your wit, your amazingly sexy legs, your hair-which, by the way, I love to run my fingers through-" He gently caressed the top of her head for a brief moment before continuing. "And who really gives a shit if you don't have long hair or whatever?" He shook his head and looked down. "God, I just wish more than anything you could see yourself the way I see you. How much you are loved."

It was only after a few moments of stunned silence that GoGo recognized that Tadashi had not stopped staring at her. And that Casey had been standing there the entire time holding the check. And that a number of their fellow patrons were presently staring at the two of them. With flushed cheeks, the two returned to their seats as a smiling Casey left the check on the table. "You two lovebirds have a wonderful night."


Having concluded the film, GoGo and Tadashi began their nightly stroll hand-in-hand through the streets of San Fransokyo, a light breeze balancing the temperature. Apropos of nothing, Tadashi gripped GoGo by the shoulders, turned her body to face him, and planted another delicate yet determined kiss on her gorgeous mouth. "GoGo, if Wonder Woman descended from Krypton and asked me out right now, I would tell her to go screw herself, because I have the most beautiful girl to ever walk the Earth right here by my side."

She couldn't help but suppress a smile at Tadashi's sudden kiss and his incredibly dorky analogy. "First off: she would never do that. Second: Wonder Woman is from Themyscira, not Krypton, stupid."

The two continued their walk. "And here I thought you hated superheros."

GoGo rolled her eyes fondly. "Don't let it go to your head. I tolerate them just like I tolerate you. By the way, you could keep saying that stuff you were saying earlier. I wouldn't stop you if you did."

"Well, I like pretty much everything the way it is, but if you insist, I suppose I forgot to mention that I love your t-"

Before he could continue, GoGo broke away from his grip and crossed her arms. He looked at her like a child preparing for a punishment. "Oh, so it's all about what you like?"

Right on time, all the color drained from Tadashi's face. "N-no! Well, I mean, I do like everything about you, but it's not like that at all! It doesn't matter what I think of you!"

GoGo loved Tadashi, but she also loved teasing and watching him flounder nearly as much. She wondered just how he was going to sweet-talk his way out of this one.