Ways that sugusato say I love you
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On a late night of the windy-blue, salty spring of 2007, Gojo Satoru whispers his secrets in the dark. There’s no one in the room to hear him but the scratchy cotton sheets of Jujutsu High’s years-old dormitories, a knocked-out Getou Suguru, and the curses that linger.
His tugs at the frayed-out wires of his earpiece and sets it to the side. Shifts around in the bed to lay down, (where he’d previously been leaning against the wooden bed frame.) The bed is too small for two but they share anyway, because Gojo insists, because the world is so big, too big, because he sometimes feels their youngness thrumming throughout the backs of his knees, the balls of his feet, and his bones. Because it’s a cruel world they fight for. Because the world is big and the bed is small.
“You…” he starts, his voice raspy, throat dry. He blinks, snow-white eyelashes fluttering in the dark. Suguru sleeps deeply, blissfully unaware.
Gojo knew it all along. These feelings, this ache. He gently traces the characters on his back.
Now he had to say it. No matter how much the rest of the world or Getou, might have already known. (back in those spring days, and whenever, and forevermore, they are the same thing to Gojo Satoru)
“You’re the only one. For me.” He sighs the words into quiet existence, secretly hoping the brunette would somehow hear. “You knew that, though. You always know everything.”
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silly drawing before bed gn
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If Suguru had looked at that damn fish
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I need a winter episode with Satoru😭😭😭
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