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    It festers in him and drives him mad slowly. The memory of Satoru begging, the feel of his waist in Suguru’s arms, his body in his lap, his lips on him.

    If Suguru used to think about his best friend a lot, now it’s blown past any semblance of rationality.

    You taste good, Satoru had slurred into his neck. Suguru dreams about it probably every night. Probably, every night he dreams of the way Satoru sounds when his voice breaks on a moan, when his lips let past a plea.

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    Satoru seems fine to keep on living as they always have, even after they'd damn-near almost hooked up, coming back home from a party. Suguru has wanted him for so long, that one taste sends him spiraling.

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    02 Jul 2026

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    University basketball rivals Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru have their own tradition after every game: once everyone is gone, Gojo pushes Suguru into the lockers and fucks him until he can no longer remember his own name.

    As graduation approaches and the final game of their career looms closer, Suguru realizes he may like Gojo a bit more than he thought.

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    23 Jun 2026

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    He watches, almost in slow motion, as the stupid, most haunting pair of amber eyes look behind Shoko, focusing on him.

    The worst part is how Satoru tracks every minuscule crinkle of his eye. How he watches recognition fill his gaze, watches the muscles in his brows relax as his gaze softens. Watches for signs, tells, that he’d recognize, and horribly, finds them.

    Watches, maybe in horror, a soft smile come across the features that he still sometimes sees when he’s been staring at the backs of his eyelids for too long.

    “This is my friend from uni,-“ Shoko, oblivious, starts, and Suguru interrupts her.

    “Satoru.”

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    “…I don’t think I should let you back into my life.” Satoru mumbles, a little sleepier, after some time.

    “…I understand.” Suguru whispers, not letting go, as if he’s savoring every second Satoru is going to let him have like this.

    “I think I will anyway.” Satoru whispers back.

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    24 May 2026

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    “Do you think I’m a bad person?”

    Satoru sighs. He combs fingers through silky black strands, where he’s already pulled it free from all knots. He takes awhile to answer, and then, he says:

    “Wanna know a secret? It’s kind of horrible.”

    Suguru seems confused, a little out of it. He whispers back “Sure.”

    Satoru looks at him meaningfully, and says,

    “I don’t care.”

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    Or: It took some time, for Satoru to get over himself enough to see his best friend spiralling. Shoko cracks open the windows to Suguru's stuffy room and makes them lunch and thinks maybe late is better than never.

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    09 May 2026

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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    30 Mar 2026