Helllllooooooo! Its been a while!

I dont own any characters except my little Gojo and Geto stuffies.

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This is kinda a remake of an old one i did.

Hope you enjoy it!Sorry for the bold print it wouldn't go away.

For a long awaited break from work, curses, and society, Gojo and Geto had taken some time off to have a little vacation. Yes, sorcerers help and save lives, but that doesn't mean their own life should be nothing but that. Yes its a good cause, but wether its a top-of-the-line doctor, a carpenter, an artist, or a student doing homework, people need a break once in a while. They had arrived at their chosen vacation destanation, a beach town, and had just gotten their rental car and were heading to the hotel. It was late evening now, and since it was autumn, it seemed to get dark much earlier, as they dove through the colorful lights of the town. Well, it was more like a city. Sure it didnt have non-hotel scysrapers, but this was sure a BIG "town".

"You know, Satoru, you could really stand to learn to fold your clothes" Geto had opened the suitcase once they got in the room and got everything in.

"Well, its not wrong not to" Gojo plopped on the perfectly made hotel bed, staring at the moonlit ocean. "Right?"

" -sigh- sure its not nessiarily wrong, but-"

"Whats for supper?"

" Does your mind ever stay on the same topic for more than five seconds?"

"Dunno"

"And we did stop at that resturant on the way here, ya know"

"But that was like... an hour ago..."

"Meals aren't every hour"

"Whaaaaaat... yea they are"

"And are you even hungry?"

"Not realllyyy... but I still wanted dessert"

"Theres free breakfast here, so we'll get somthing tomarrow"

" ... you're no fun, Suguru..." He mumbled like a child.

"-sigh- " He was exhuatsed from driving all day, and tried not to let that turn into anger to let out on Gojo. He knew he was tired too. Here he thought plane rides would be fun for Gojo, when it turned out to be incredibly boring. Espicially with that crying baby. "We'll get somthing tomarrow, k?"

Gojo made a long moan/huming noise, then sitting up, and practically ripped his shirt off since he was hot.

Geto got out what he needed, closed the suitcase, and turned around. God damn he wasn't expecting that scene. He tried not to flinch or blush as he saw Gojo, sitting up on the bed against his arms shirtless, his crystaline eyes droopy of tiredness, but somehow having the same mesmerizing gaze to them.

Geto, trying not to obviuously stare, went into the bathroom, Gojo following him, as they did their nightly routine.

There was only one bed (besides the creaky couch that technically turned into one), so the two slept side by side together. They didn't mind being in one bed, and deep down, they perferred it.

"G'night,"

" 'night"

Yes, I could've left it there, and if you only want to read to here thats fine, but it continues.--