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shun-nie · 8 months

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Hii!! If you dont mind writing something dark. Can you write satosugu with reader who often gone because she is sort of depressive and just want to run away. Reader is cool and collected in outside but never really expressed anything about herself. Thank youu in advanced

SatoSugu x reader

->You're a grade 1 sorcerer, and literally bestfriends with everyone. The problem is, you never smile. Nah, that's not your thing. But you can understand everyone, and look from their perspective before comforting them. You're a close friend of theirs, but how come they don't know anything about you??

Warnings!!!! Dark themes, gn!reader, mentions of suicide and death, swearing!!!!

"Man, where is Y/N? It gets boring when they're not around." Satoru sighed and pouted, not liking the silence in the room.

"That's for you to ask and nobody to know." Shoko replied with a bored tone, she was used to you disappearing out of nowhere. Now, don't get her wrong. She is worried about you, and she actually tried to search for you one time, but couldn't find you even if she was looked around for 3 hours.

Suguru was looking at the floor with an unreadable expression, the trio was just sitting around and doing nothing other than joking around with eachother. But Suguru felt off, one month ago, as everyone was hanging out together, Haibara said he never saw you smile. You just shrugged and told them "There's nothin' funny.", then Satoru and Haibara teamed up to make you smile, making dumb expressions and making Nanami sigh out of disappointment. ((It didn't make you smile at all.))

Suguru started to notice; how you would look out of window deep in thought, how you would disappear after the missions, how you would stare with an unreadable gaze when Suguru and Satoru laughed at their own jokes. Suguru opened up about this to Satoru, and he said he saw you sitting with your head down with fists clenched once. Now, Suguru was a smart man, he could connect the dots but he couldn't understand you. Not when he doesn't even know when your birthday is—

Wait.

"Do you guys know Y/N's birthday?" Suguru suddenly asked, Satoru and Shoko shared a look before opening their mouths to reply—

Wait, did you ever mentioned your birth date?

"...I..don't.." Shoko felt ashamed, beacuse you knew everything about her. How she liked her coffee, which foods she prefered, the clothes she liked to wear, the movies she liked to watch..and she doesn't even know your birthday? Satoru was wearing a similar expression, he actually opened up to you about his problems. How everyone was expecting him to be the best, how he felt too much pressure on his shoulders, how people didn't see him as Satoru but as Gojo. You comforted him, you put yourself in his place and both of you talked shit about higher-ups for the next hours. Then you turned to him and said :

"People sucks, the only thing they know is how to talk. You could feel like you're the only one and nobody is there for you, but you're not alone Satoru."

Oh how great he felt after you said those words, he noticed you were actually very good at empathizing. Probably the only thing he knows about you besides your name and age.

"I can't believe after all these years, the only thing we know about them is that their name and age." Satoru said, looking at the ceiling. Suguru sighed and texted you for the 28th time, you didn't respond, you never did.

"I think we need to confront them about it, maybe there is something going on that they can't bring themselfs to tell us." Suguru said, looking up from his phone to see his friends. Shoko sighed and shook her head.

"Maybe If you two are the ones confront them, I think they're closer to the both of you than us." Shoko said, lighting up a cigarette. Suguru and Satoru shared a look before nodding, they were going to talk about this when they had the chance.

"Where were you yesterday? We called you like, 40 times?" Satoru frowned, slightly glaring at you as he poked your cheek. Suguru nodded, wanting to hear your excuse too.

"My phone was on silent, I didn't really notice it." you said, clearly avoiding the real question. They both frowned, the three of you were sitting at a table, eating some snacks that you paid for. You came back after disappearing for 10 hours and they took the chance to talk about your problems, but there was an issue, you refused to tell them anything about yourself.

"And? Where were you when you were not at school? We even searched for you." Suguru said, watching as you sighed and took a sip of your cold water. You were clearly thinking of a way out of here.

"Does it really matter? Why are you asking me questions anyway, I thought this was a date and not an interrogation." you said, trying to cover yourself with a flirty sentence. To your surprise, it didn't work this time.

"Tell us the truth or I'm really going to use my cursed technique on your liar ass." Satoru said and rolled his eyes, you never saw him this serious. Ugh, these questions are really overwhelming you.

"..."

"Why the fuck do you want to know about me? It's really starting to get annoying."

They both stared at you with a 'don't give us that shit right now' stare, you groaned and looked at the ceiling. Thinking if you really should tell them, you really don't like to talk about yourself, and about your own problems? Ah, hell no. You don't want to open up to anyone until the day you die.

"After I use my cursed technique, well, it hurts me both physically and mentally I guess. I don't want to show that side of me to you guys so I just...hide. Where I go is none of your business." Their eyes widened, so that's why you always disappear after missions? Suguru was in deep thought, so that's why you didn't want to fight curses if not necessary. And why you always had a painkiller in your pocket. This was bad, why didn't they notice you were hurting? Were they that blind?

"Then why are you a jujutsu sorcerer you dumb fuck? You—You're an important friend to everyone in that damned place! What if you die beacuse of it, huh?!" Satoru shouted, he really wanted to punch you in the face so you would realize that—

"Do I look like I wanna continue living?" you asked, looking away from them. Fuck, you were not supposed to say that. Now they'll blame themselves beacuse they didn't notice it earlier or some shit like that.((they were actually blaming themselves))

"..."

There was a silence at the table for the next 2 minutes, both Suguru and Satoru looking at you with shock. Suguru wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say. How could they help you in any way? You clearly didn't want to talk about it any more than it is. Satoru was having a hard time understanding what you meant, you always pushed people to not give up and talk about their problems beacuse 'It would hurt more if you bottled it up.'((your words, not his.)) So how come you made them fight for their life when you already gave up your own? Why did you lie?

"Idiot. You're a total idiot." Satoru said quietly then raised his hand and smacked your head, you were actually surprised, just as you raised your head to tell him to fuck off Suguru smacked your head too.

"What the-"

"And you still have the audacity to face us? Shit head." Satoru rolled his eyes and hugged you, his hold on you very tight. Suguru held your hand and squeezed it to give you comfort.

"You were there anytime we needed you, so let us do the same alright?" Suguru said as Satoru let go of you, you noticed his eyes were a bit teary. Suguru was smiling but you could tell he was sad you didn't told them anything. What was this? Were you actually feeling loved? Nah, that was not your thing. Then what was this warm feeling in your chest? Damn it, why did you felt like crying?

To both Suguru and Satoru's surprise, you laughed. You had a nice laugh, they thought.

"You both are—really making me feel fuzzy and soft." You smiled and hugged them both, Suguru chuckled and hugged you back as Satoru felt nice you ruffled his hair while you hugged him.

Everything was good for now.

((I'M SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO POST😭😭😭))

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arctvros · 11 months

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geto suguru, summer of 2006

#going outside of my comfort zone with the colors here idk how to feel #geto suguru #suguru geto #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk 0 #jjk 0 movie #jjk season 2 #stsg #satosugu #arctvros #shibuya incident

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qekouu · 9 months

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Happy Perseid meteor shower 🥳

#stsg #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #satosugu #geto suguru #gojo satoru #jjk fanart #guys here me out: what if #what if they were planning to go watch a meteor shower but the sky was super cloudy that night so geto couldn’t see anything #but gojo would be able to #with his six eyes #and he gesticulates wildly in the signature gojo satoru fashion as he describes the lights whizzing across the sky to geto #geto wouldn’t really get it and call him stupid or something and they end up in a comfortable silence #c’mon it’s cute #oughhhhhh

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hohoshinana · 3 months

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"my six eyes tell me you are suguru geto, but my soul knows otherwise"

"geto suguru's body fought back against kenjaku, not because he was alive, but because protecting gojo satoru came easy to him. It was muscle memory"

#Gege when I catch you gege #I can't afford therapy that's why I read stsg on ao3 #wdym comfort ship? They're the reason why I'm depressed #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #geto suguru #jjk geto #gojo satoru #jjk gojo #satosugu #stsg

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fah-keet · 4 months

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Okinawa.

#guys I went completely beyond my comfort zone with the colouring #can you tell I’m finally educating myself on how to actually draw after thousands of years looooool #also yeah I gave satoru a sunburn but he practically can’t get one but it’s my art and I decide the rules #geto suguru #gojo satoru #satosugu #stsg #stsg fanart #jjk #jjk fanart #jujutsu kaisen #art fart

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thundersbugs · 4 months

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the adventures of depressed guy with ocd & batshit insane guy with a personality disorder (satosugu)

#people always think its cringe to diagnose fictional characters but idk #when u struggle with your own disorders its kinda comforting as fuck to project on something as harmless as fictional charas #like yass i am creating this representation MYSELF #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #satosugu #stsg #geto suguru #gojo satoru

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rk-tmblr · 5 months

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I've waited there, y'know? Standing like a stupid who thought that maybe, while you walked away, your eyes would've turned back to at least say that goodbye I did deserved.

But they didn't.

...you didn't.

-Gojo Satoru/Geto Suguru

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suguru-getos · 6 months

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— satosugu as boyfriends —

it’s hard to decide who’s your bigger fan, satoru or suguru. they’re so in love with everything you do & are so supportive! it took a LOOONNNGG way though— let’s say you met them when they were still in school & so were you. though — you were not a sorcerer. satoru doesn’t mind, he hated non-sorcerers before for making him the reason he’s so looked upto. now thanks to suguru, he wants to protect them. suguru knew you much before than satoru, you were his neighbor after all. how else could you hangout with people who have such major power differences?

things changed after the riko incident— you could see the hatred that suguru slowly festered within him. there were days satoru came to suguru’s apartment to relax & play games with their other juniors like nanamin or haibara. these days you could hardly see the fun… suguru goes out and comes home & that’s all. you and him used to play together as kids and despite you reaching out, suguru was shutting down.

it was until he killed his own parents — that satoru took matters into his own hands. killed hundreds of people & adopted, some girls!!?!?!?? what was even happening!! to protect you, satoru shifted you to the gojo estate. it was simple really, you were a non-sorcerer & suguru would not really care about your life right now just to prove a point.

a year went by just processing what was happening. of course— spending a year with gojo satoru also meant that you two had become incredibly close. earlier, you were invited by suguru over because you & him had always played gaming consoles together. right now, it was totally different. you didn’t know satoru was so mature, and so kind when needed, although keeping his childishness still intact. you were the only one he could openly talk about suguru with. not even shoko — her & yaga had started calling him geto to detach maybe. yet it’s endearing to see such fondness in satoru’s eyes for his bestfriend aka almost lover aka what could have been.

long story short— suguru could not kill you. it’s sickening to think he could do so with his parents but after a year or two when he finally went to the gojo estate having known your whereabouts & missing the chaste peck he stole when things were alright. he cried. hugging you tenderly. expressing how he thinks he shouldn’t have been high on adrenaline that day & did what he did… he wants people like satoru to suffer less. he wants to do something ‼️

it takes a while for suguru to start healing, no one suspects that the strongest sorcerer satoru gojo had secretly kept his best friend in the gojo estate along with his almost girlfriend. :33 even the girls are present with megumi and tsumiki & despite their contrasting personalities— things have seemed to settle for once.

you knew suguru liked to cook so you were now greeted by him preparing you the sweetest ever breakfast in bed, meanwhile satoru insisted you sleep with him (to protect you) :3 yeah as ifff 💁🏻‍♀️ man was too shy to make the first move just yet because you had been trusting him so good. afraid to fuck up. though when you agree? oh he is out of this world. suguru is happy too, in a way he also gets to spoil satoru like this.

satoru uses his old money to ensure you three go on trips at least once every 2-3 weeks. the recent one that you remember is paris. for new years !! it was beautiful to confess your love for each other and finally officially start dating. you were spoiled by insanely hot balcony sex that day. ;)

suguru has improved & also started honing his skills. though during one of the much intimate conversations, you had asked him to trust you enough to come home to after swallowing the sabotaging negativity of a curse & to let you kiss it away. <3 you trust him to follow through with it.

suguru can get especially testy when you’re around your period and satoru decides to mess with your mood. normally, satoru’s teasing is ignored but during those days he gets smacked from sugu. :3 satoru just wants your mood to be better :(( not in the same sense as suguru perhaps. so satoru takes on the role of your sugar daddy as usual. getting you your favorite snackies and stuff.

there is no power dynamic as such between the two of them. really— they’re just equals and you like that despite being in a relationship, satosugu can be switches to each other and daddy doms to you as always.

satoru was the first one who discovered that making you feel smaller, would regress you up a little. you’d cutely pout & get subby and babytalking to you during that rare occaision would actually get him you in the form of putty in his hands. so satosugu are mostly like “let daddy handle it sweetness.” / “oh no you’re too small for that, give me.” / “no baby you can’t reach there, let daddy help.” and ugh it makes you so fucking submissive for them they love that & YOU love that😩

satoru and suguru together decided to get you another cat which would be a cute little brother for your pet. they are such good pet fathers you often wonder how good they’d be to kids — oh wait, 😏 you have their adopted babies to witness that first hand too! how lucky! 🍀

nsfw hcs later alligator i’d elaborate on this more later too! enjoy my word vomit besties 👯‍♀️ send me jjk askies 🙇🏻‍♀️ thank you!

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bloody-bee-tea · 3 months

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A completely normal Valentine's Day

Suguru stares up at the building in front of him, a faint headache already blooming behind his eyes. He doesn’t need to be a genius to know that whatever Satoru is planning is probably bordering on insane and the fact that the building apparently houses a law firm doesn’t help at all.

That only makes things scarier.

“What is this?” Suguru asks, eyeing Satoru from the corner of his eyes.

Satoru is bouncing on the balls of his feet, and he gives Suguru a grin that borders on being manic.

“Don’t be mad?” he asks, his eyes glinting with excitement and Suguru lets out a deep sigh.

“I’m about to be really fucking furious, one way or another,” he gives back because he knows Satoru, has known him for several years at this point and so he knows how this is going to end. “What did you do?” he sighs out and Satoru pouts at him.

“Nothing! I did nothing!” He sounds sincere about that, too, which only leaves Suguru with one other option.

“What did your family do?” he asks, pinching the bridge of his nose, because this promises to be more than just a simple headache.

Satoru’s shenanigans are worrying and stress-inducing and while they can be mean-spirited at times, depending on the person, they are always kind of entertaining for Suguru in the end.

The same really can’t be said about Satoru’s family and their interferences in Satoru’s life. Those are just upsetting and hurtful and leave Satoru jittery and stressed out of his mind which in turn causes Suguru to worry so much that he expects to see his first grey hairs at the ripe age of twenty-two.

“Ah, you know them so well,” Satoru replies and all traces of humour have left his voice.

So it is something serious.

“Satoru,” Suguru starts but Satoru cuts him off with one of the many different fake smiles he has.

“Ah, come on, it’ll be fun, right?” he says, back to bouncing on his feet and it’s only now that Suguru notices how he constantly scans his surroundings.

So it’s not excitement but nerves that have him this fidgety.

“It sure as hell won’t be,” Suguru sighs out, because nothing involving Satoru’s family has ever been fun, “but let’s go anyway.”

That immediately has Satoru walking, and just like Suguru feared, he’s going straight for the entrance to the imposing building. Suguru is not dressed for a place like this, and wouldn’t even know what to do here, either, so he simply has to trust Satoru in this.

“We have an appointment with Higuruma Hiromi,” Satoru tells the secretary at the front lobby and Suguru wonders when Satoru set this up.

A place like this surely doesn’t have appointments free every day, so this must be in the making for a while.

“Satoru, are you okay?” Suguru asks, his mind running wild with possibilities and Satoru must notice, because he doesn’t try to smile anything away.

“I’m good. I’ll be better after this, though,” he adds, which is just as cryptic as everything else that’s been happening today and it makes Suguru sigh.

“Gentlemen, this way please,” the secretary interrupts them before Suguru can say anything and he doesn’t much feel like pestering Satoru for a real answer when they are led into one of the offices.

The lawyer is already waiting for them.

“Welcome. My name is Higuruma Hiromi,” he greets them with and Satoru beams at him.

“Gojo Satoru and this is Geto Suguru,” he introduces them and Higuruma nods.

“The one you’ll be transferring everything to,” he says which just makes Suguru frown.

“Excuse me, what?” he interjects, forgetting his manners because apparently this concerns him now as well.

Higuruma sends a puzzled look Satoru’s way.

“Have you not informed him?”

“It might have slipped my mind,” Satoru simply says with a shrug and Suguru feels the acute urge to strangle him.

“Informed me about what?” he presses out, pressing his thumb into the space between his eyes in an attempt to stave off the impending headache.

“About that,” Satoru says with a weak smile just as Higuruma slides a document across the table to Suguru.

Suguru silences Satoru with a sharp look before he takes the document and quickly scans it over. What he reads makes him feel very, very cold.

“Are you dying?” he asks once he put the document back down and if Satoru hid a terminal illness from him, he’s going to help things along with his bare hands.

“No! No, it’s not quite so serious,” Satoru tries to reassure Suguru, but it’s not very believable, not with that Suguru just read.

“Then you better explain yourself, because this,” Suguru jabs the document as if it personally offended him, “is not something I want to see ever again.”

“Ah, but with today’s signature it will be put into effect immediately. We’re mostly just here to figure out your assets, how you should best handle everything and all the legal stuff that comes with owning that much, you know?” Satoru says and Suguru slams his hand on the table.

“Satoru, what the hell is going on? You can’t just simply—you’re transferring everything to me. Everything. All your money, your trust funds, your real estate, your cars, the shares of the company. Everything.” Suguru feels like that bears repeating. “What the hell is going on?”

“So,” Satoru starts and he’s avoiding Suguru’s gaze. “You remember that I cut off all contact with my family once I turned eighteen and got all of—this?” he gestures at the document which has a very exhausting list of all the things Satoru currently owns, and of course Suguru remembers that.

“Of course I do,” he says out loud because Satoru is clearly expecting an answer.

“Turns out, my family didn’t like that much. They have been trying to get most of it back since then, especially everything that connects to the company.”

Suguru blinks.

“You never told me about that,” he finally says, because for all he knows Satoru did not have any contact whatsoever with his family since his eighteenth birthday, even though they’ve tried a whole lot of things. Satoru always ignored them or brushed them off until they went away again, at least as far as Suguru knows.

But clearly he’s missing some things.

“Because it wasn’t worth mentioning. Most of my family’s request immediately went to Higuruma here, as he is my legal advisor in these things and I barely had to deal with anything directly.”

“What changed?” Suguru asks, because something must have changed for Satoru to do something like this.

“My family hired an assassin,” Satoru bluntly says and Suguru can feel himself go pale.

“They what?” he hisses out and Satoru shrugs as if it doesn’t mean anything to him.

Suguru really is going to strangle him.

“They contracted someone called Fushiguro Toji. I know because another clan once contracted him to kill me and I didn’t take him out when he fucked up, so he promised to give me a heads-up next time a hit was put out on me. I think he enjoys the challenge. He contacted me last week.”

“Last week,” Suguru mumbles and now it finally makes sense, Satoru’s unwillingness to leave the house for anything.

“The police can’t do anything of course, so this—” Satoru points at the document, “is the only thing I can do. My family wants to kill me so that everything currently in my possession goes back to them. I’m not going to let that happen and once all of these things are transferred they should call Toji off, too.”

“Or set him on to me,” Suguru says, though it sounds wrong when he says it out loud. Satoru wouldn’t put his life on the line like that.

“That would not benefit them,” Higuruma speaks up. “All of these assets don’t return to Gojo should you die. They go to your closest relatives, and I’m given to understand your parents and your sisters are alive and well. The Gojo family could never get these assets back that way.”

“Why not give them to a charity or something?” Suguru wants to know and he doesn’t startle when Satoru leans close.

“It’s all yours, Suguru. Everything I own is yours. I trust you not to kick me out, since I am basically penny-less after I sign this, but—” he trails off with a shrug. “It’s yours.”

“You’re so goddamn fucking—” Suguru cuts himself off and rubs a hand over his face. “Is this what you consider a valentine’s gift? Couldn’t you have given me something normal, like flowers or chocolate?” Suguru wants to know because surely this must mean something.

Satoru is close with other people, people he trusts even, but it seems as if those didn’t even cross his mind.

“I—oh, it is Valentine’s Day,” Satoru weakly gives back with a look at the document and the date noted down there but he recovers quickly. “I mean—you know me. No chocolate would have survived, anyway.”

“You’re such an idiot,” Suguru sighs out and reaches out for Satoru’s hand, threading their fingers together. “A flower would have sufficed.”

“Next Valentine’s Day, when no assassin is breathing down my neck, okay?” Satoru asks, and squeezes Suguru’s hand which Suguru supposes is his answer to the unspoken question.

He is not alone with his feelings, then.

“Fine,” Suguru agrees and turns back around to Higuruma, his mind made up. “Do you officiate weddings, too?” he asks and Satoru splutters at his side.

“Suguru, what are you doing?” There’s a note of panic to his tone but Suguru is calm.

Maybe he is rushing things, or maybe this is long overdue but he just knows that he has to marry Satoru right now.

“Satoru, you already gave me everything, all of your worldly possessions and let’s be real here, you probably hid your heart in this, too, in one of the cars you never drive maybe, and on the off-chance I ever decide to take that out for a spin, I’ll probably find your heart bleeding all over the floor because you couldn’t say it. And this?”

Suguru points at the document still on the table, that will transfer all of Satoru’s belongings to Suguru, leaving him basically a broke man. The only thing Satoru will still have after signing this is his trust in Suguru and that sure makes Suguru’s heart beat fast in his chest.

“This is selfish, and don’t even pretend that you only started this last week. You always intended to give me everything, because there is no way a lawyer not collaborating with your family could have listed off all of these things in a week. No offense, Higuruma, but no one is that good, and you, Satoru, are not that organised. So you planned this. You have planned this for a while, and making that decision on your own is very selfish. But you know what? Today I’m going to be selfish, too. I’m going to marry you and I won’t only take all of your things, I’ll also take your goddamn name and throw it right out of the window, because fuck your family. From this day on you’ll be Geto Satoru, because I love you, too.”

“Suguru,” Satoru breathes out once Suguru falls silent and Suguru doesn’t panic when he spots tears in Satoru’s eyes.

He only leans forward and kisses them right off Satoru’s face.

“You’re such an idiot,” he whispers and Satoru lets out a wet laugh.

“Is that any way to speak to your finance? Also, most unromantic proposal ever, Suguru, we’re not telling that to people.”

“Unromantic? You want to talk to me about being unromantic, when your Valentine’s gift to me is everything you currently own?” Suguru shoots right back. “I don’t even get a goddamn flower from you.”

“I—“ Satoru bites his lips before he visibly steels himself. “I wanted to confess after this,” he then admits. “I wanted to gauge your reaction first, in case you got angry or told me to fuck off.”

“You’re such an idiot,” Suguru sighs out and briefly brings their lips together. “I’m mad that you didn’t tell me an assassin is after you for an entire week, but Satoru, you really should know me better than that. I would never tell you to fuck off.”

“Well, if we get married, you won’t be able to anymore, so now that I think about it, let’s do it,” Satoru decides with a nod and Suguru laughs.

“Divorces exist, you know,” he reminds him but softens his words with a squeeze of his hand.

“No, they don’t. Higuruma, draft me a prenup that forbids Suguru from divorcing me,” Satoru says and Suguru fondly rolls his eyes.

“I’m very sorry, but that is legally not possible.”

“Goddamit,” Satoru mutters and Suguru leans close, resting his chin on his shoulder so he can whisper directly into his ear.

“It seems as if you just have to trust that I love you too much to ever want to divorce you.”

“Mh, it would seem that way,” Satoru gives back, and Suguru can feel the shudder run through him. “I do, though, actually. Just so you know.”

Suguru can feel himself go soft at that.

“I do. I know,” he promises him because trust has never been an issue between them and Suguru will never allow it to be.

“So, will you require an actual prenup?” Higuruma interjects and while Suguru shakes his head, Satoru nods.

“Huh?” Suguru is confused. “What the hell do we need a prenup for? You already gave me everything out of your own free will.”

“Yeah, but if we don’t have a prenup, and you die, all of your things will belong to me again, which puts us right back at the start, except I won’t worry about dying because living without you would suck but it would still mean my family wins, and I can’t have that. So we set up a prenup that in case of divorce everything stays with you, and in case of your death everything goes to your family. Or do we need a will for that?”

“Both would cover every legal possibility,” Higuruma gives back. “If you want to be on the safe side with that.”

“Which we definitely want. How long will that take you?”

“Two days,” Higuruma thoughtfully says and Suguru sees Satoru’s face fall.

“It’ll be fine. We can go ring shopping and we need an appointment at the registry office anyway,” Suguru tries to soothe him.

“I have a friend who works there, I can call him,” Higuruma offers. “You should still sign this document today, Gojo, to be on the safe side with that. A copy of it will be sent to your family like you requested and considering everything, that should still take priority. I will set up the prenup and the will, ready to be signed in two days and I have my friend schedule an appointment at the registry office after our appointment here. And once that is done, we still need an appointment to go over all the assets and what owning them actually means for Geto. How does that sound?”

“Wrong, because I think you should start referring to me as Geto Satoru as soon as possible, to get used to it,” Satoru says, like the brat he is and Suguru almost chokes on his laugh. “Otherwise it sounds pretty good.”

“It sounds perfect,” Suguru agrees, staring at Satoru so that everyone in the room knows he’s not talking about the legal things here.

Geto Satoru does have a very nice ring to it, and he really should have done this earlier. No matter that they basically skipped all the steps in-between.

“It does,” Satoru agrees and then bats his eyes at Suguru. “You better buy me a huge ass ring, because you’re the one with all the funds now,” he says, just as he puts his signature on the document.

“You just wanted to be a trophy-wife, admit it,” Suguru jokes but the considering look on Satoru’s face gives him pause.

Satoru laughs when he notices.

“It doesn’t sound too bad, but we both know I’d be bored to death without my students, so no worries, dear husband-to-be of mine.”

“If that is all,” Higuruma interjects, clearly uncomfortable with them now but Suguru couldn’t care less.

He’s happy, he’s going to marry Satoru and they are going to be much worse than this in the future anyway.

And Suguru is perfectly alright with that prospect.

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