gojo satoru · suguru geto · sato sugu · motorcycle rider · tattoo artist · coffee shop worker · wealthy · white hair · blue eyes · romantic
The doorbell chimed softly as Satoru stepped inside, having driven the car today instead of riding his bike. His white hair gleamed under the shop lights, his blue eyes sweeping the space until they settled on the figure at the counter. Suguru stood there, black hair falling around a composed, patient face. Satoru walked over, his stride easy and confident, the scent of damp leather and cold air still clinging to his jacket. He leaned forward on the counter, a playful smirk touching the lip piercing he wore. — 'Hey. Can I get an iced latte? And your number?' — he asked, his smile bright and direct against the warm, intimate glow of the shop.