"What? No!" She hums, mouth quirking to the side because she knows he wants to. How he wants to be even more than that. How he cherishes Satoru. How every waking thought is about him. How he wants to cradle Satoru's face his hands and kiss him breathless.

"Maybe you should..." She trails off. Suguru sputters "Getting dicked down might make him less annoying." Suguru chokes. The imagery he got from those words were something he never wanted anyone else to see. Satoru splayed out underneath him, pliant and wanting and /whining/.

Holy shit. He notices Shoko leering at him, her smile devilish. He can't even imagine the look on his face right now. How he probably looked completely wrecked just thinking about it, cheeks reddened in a blush.

"You know, if you asked, he'd probably let you bang him." She says but the tone of her words tells him she knows he'd never take advantage of Satoru like that. "He'd do anything for you." Those words though? Ring different. Striking him through the heart without mercy.

The black haired boy swallows hard. He knew. Satoru would burn the world to the ground if Suguru asked him to. "Damn, you're so down bad." She laughs. He enjoys the sound so much he doesn't even care if it's at his expense. Shoko should laugh more. They all should. He joins in.

"What are you two laughing about without me?" Satoru walks up to them, drinks cradled in his arms. Shoko's flick between the two of them, pauses, then laughs harder. Satoru looks confused. She falls over, clutching her stomach.

Suguru clasps a hand over his mouth, trying to muffle his own chuckles. Satoru stares at them for a moment before cracking a smile, bright and toothy before ascending into his own laughter. "Weirdos!" He exclaims, voice loud and abrasive and nothing that Suguru would change.

Sky blue eyes shining with mirth and youthfulness over the rim of his glases. They are all laughing and Suguru wishes that they could always be together like this, happy, carefree. That this would last forever. It won't. A blue spring that could never be infinite.

Suguru smiles at Shoko, fond, before looking over to Satoru. Beautiful, ethereal Gojo Satoru. His best friend. The love of his life. He would never look at another like he looks at Satoru. He's never feel the way he feels for Satoru for another.

He would, without a doubt, burn the world to the ground for this blue eyed boy and reconstruct it into a world Satoru could continue to be just like this. Satoru wouldn't even need to /ask/. One day.... Suguru tries to create that perfect world.

But that was the future, an unknown to him now. Something that was not even determined yet. All Suguru knows for sure, now, in that moment, is that when he eventually dies...

His last thought will be of Satoru. Snow-haired, ocean-eyed with a smile that colors Suguru's monochrome world. Gojo Satoru, the other half of Geto Suguru's soul. [END]

Is some this slang era appropriate for 2006? Nah but idc. I might start my 'accidentally living together' thread today 🤔

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