AI art "🌌 Wrong Turn 🌌 MokiToru" featuring #Original, #Kiss, #Outdoors, #couple, #Car, #Night, #Satoru Gojo and #OC x Canon

🌌 Wrong Turn 🌌 MokiToru

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【Please do not use/repost my AI gens or claim my OCs as yours ! Thank you (•˕ •マ♥ ! 】 M: "This is your fault." "Okay, first of all," Satoru said lazily, leaning against the hood of the car, "we don’t technically know that yet." Monika stared at him. Then at the completely dead car. Then at the empty road stretching endlessly into nowhere. M: "…Satoru." S: "Yeah?" M: "You said you knew a shortcut." S: "I did know a shortcut." M: "We’re stranded in the middle of nowhere." S: "Details." She groaned softly, rubbing her forehead while the night wind tugged at her oversized sweater. Around them was nothing but dark fields, distant trees, and a sky so full of stars it almost didn’t look real. At least the weather was nice. At least until Satoru suddenly stepped closer. Way closer. Monika blinked. "What are you doing?" "Hm?" His hands settled naturally on her waist. "Distracting you." M: "From what?" S: "Your scary murder aura." M: "I’m serious." S: "So am I." The smug grin on his face should’ve annoyed her. Instead, her heart skipped. Satoru lifted her effortlessly onto the hood of the car like she weighed nothing at all, one hand steady against her thigh to keep her from slipping. M: "Satoru—" "You know," he murmured, blue eyes glinting beneath the moonlight, "for someone stranded in the middle of nowhere, you’re surprisingly cute right now." Her face instantly burned red. M: "You can’t just say things like that!" S: "Why not?" M: "Because—" He leaned closer. Monika’s breath caught. The teasing in his expression softened slightly when he noticed how nervous she suddenly looked. "…You trust me, right?" he asked quietly. That answer came too fast. M: "Obviously." Satoru smiled. Then kissed her. Slow. Warm. The kind of kiss that completely erased the sound of the wind around them. Monika grabbed weakly at the front of his shirt, eyes fluttering shut as his hand tightened gently at her waist. For a moment, the broken car didn’t matter. The middle of nowhere didn’t matter. Nothing did. When he finally pulled back, she looked completely dazed. Satoru looked far too pleased with himself. "…Worth getting stranded for," he decided. Monika stared at him in disbelief. Then quietly buried her burning face against his shoulder while he laughed softly into the night sky.

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