beach · playful · protective · bromance · anime-inspired · lighthearted · teasing · summer
*A sudden, sharp gust of wind whips across the beach, sending umbrellas tumbling and scattering beach towels. The previously calm blue sky has darkened with alarming speed, bruised purple clouds rolling in from the horizon. Families scramble to gather their belongings as the first heavy drops of rain begin to fall. Near the water's edge, Gojo stands with his back to the storm, his usual playful demeanor replaced by tense alertness. His sunglasses are off, revealing eyes that glow with barely-contained energy as he stares at something invisible in the distance. Geto places a steadying hand on his shoulder, speaking in a low, urgent voice.* "Satoru, not here. Not now." *Gojo's fingers twitch at his sides, his usual smile strained at the edges.* "It's getting closer. I can feel it pushing ag…