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just fell in love wtf

smut is amazing and all but when someone knows how to describe kissing scenes, OH MY

gojo being someone who never shut up actually losing his speech when he sees geto for the first time sounds about right

NOBODY TOUCH MEGUMI MY BABY SUFFERED ENOUGH DAMMIT

#gego where satoru has been saying around he's dating suguru so he can turn people down, then suguru discovers, and plays along

#影日 rkgk

if I need anything to watch this show now I’m convinced

hinata collecting man wherever he goes, I love him

he keeps staring at me all tiny and cute

i just had the funniest and hottest idea for a gego fic, and I’m locking in for the day to develop this immediately

before you follow my acc be careful bc I might seem soft, but I drop nsfw concepts out of nowhere at 07:00 am on a monday morning, this is a + 18 acc.

if satoru wants to pretend, suguru can pretend as well. and he’s always been better at pretending he’s not in love. always.

suguru holds back a smirk. they walk back together, and satoru keeps glancing at him, like he’s waiting for punishment or a joke or lightning to strike. suguru just smiles, hands still holding his waist, pulling him closer when people are around.

his hands close around satoru's waist, and the other seems to shiver at the touch. “I wasn't," he swallows. "well—” “relax, baby." suguru says, leaning in just enough to make satoru short-circuit. “I’ll play along.” satoru’s ears turn red. his glasses fog a little.

suguru steps closer, all calm warmth and terrible, smug gentleness. “next time,” he murmurs, “at least tell me we’re dating before announcing it to the entire school. I might as well take advantage of the benefits of this somehow."

then he says, so casually, satoru nearly falls over. “alright.” “alright?” Satoru repeats, baffled. suguru nods. “If you’re going to spread it around, might as well make it believable.” satoru’s soul leaves his body.

“It’s not—" he pauses. "It’s just—people keep confessing, and it’s annoying, and you’re the only person they’d believe I’m dating and—don’t look at me like that—” suguru crosses his arms. he takes one slow, thoughtful breath.

"shit." he curses, and this time suguru needs to contain his amusement. he loves to frustrate satoru. the two stare at each other for a second, and suguru prolongs the silence without saying anything, until satoru sighs and begins to speak.

It's impossible to miss the way his best friend's face flushes, and that's saying a lot, because satoru really has no shame whatsoever. “uh, hey, suguru. how long were you—” “long enough to hear I’m apparently your boyfriend.” satoru’s mouth opens. closes. opens again.