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    “Oh my god, are you crying? Because you didn't get his number?”

    Shoko sounds just as appalled as Satoru feels, and he makes a dramatic noise as he buries his face in the pillow she’d served back to him.

    “Yes,” he pouts, sniffling. “Yes, I am.”

    “Dude.” She shoves him with a foot, knocking the pillow out of his hands. “It’s just one guy.”

    Offended, Satoru gapes at her. “He is not just some guy!” he protests.

    “He’s not?”

    “No! He's my - he’s my Cinderella!” Satoru wails.

    Satoru Gojo thinks there's something familiar about the guy who's started giving him free coffee every time he comes into the shop. He just - can't figure out what it is.

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    15 May 2026

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    their dynamic wooooooo so sweet fun hot and lovely

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    09 May 2026

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    He’s still watching the other when he quickly pulls out a floral umbrella, seemingly out of nowhere, opens it to its full size, twirling it above the two of them as he suddenly presses into Satoru. Satoru lets out a surprised squawk, but it’s quickly muffled by a hand against his mouth.

    “Don’t freak out,” the mystery man murmurs, and Satoru is once again swept with a wave of something that feels vaguely like nostalgia at the sound of his voice.

    “Don’t freak out?” he hisses back when the hand over his mouth is finally removed. “Who even are you?” His eyes dart to the umbrella above them. “What’s that for?”

    “The umbrella’s to hide us from the security camera,” the other explains, and Satoru vaguely remembers seeing a camera in the corner of the elevator that is now utterly blocked by the umbrella. “As for who I am…” His eyes glance away. “That’s not important right now.”

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    or, Megumi brings home his boyfriend and Satoru is less than impressed. he's not exactly prepared for the race through multiple timelines and universes that follows.

    alternatively, Satoru and Suguru, everything everywhere all at once style

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    08 Apr 2026

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    The siren rolled its eyes, a smile playing on its lips as it grasped Geto's wrist with wet hands. "I'm not afraid. You won't kill me."

    “How do you know? I could solve all my problems by killing you right now.”

    The siren's eyes sparkled unnaturally. "You look more like you want to devour me. Not in the way I'd like to devour you."

    Captain Geto Suguru finds a siren, and the siren finds its heart.

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    23 Feb 2026

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    SIREN GOJO I LOVE YOU i love everything here

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    “Suguru,” a voice that sends him into a feverish state, like it’s his body’s muscle memory, “holding my hand after telling me we can’t be friends? How forward.”

    Suguru turns on his stool and stares, heart all broken open. He’s too tipsy and filled with too much want, all spilling out from him, something no timed smoking break can contain. When did it ever? All his careful lies, all the rules he has lived by, tumble down inside him when he meets Gojo Satoru’s eyes again for the first time in almost two years. It feels like the first breath he has taken in a very very long time.

    “Oh,” Suguru manages, vision swimming with cerulean and snow white, “there you are.”

    Gojo smiles at him, smirks at him, and a crashing wave of sense memory washes over Suguru at the sight.

    “Here I am.” Gojo agrees easily, slides onto the stool in front of Suguru, eyes gleaming. He doesn’t let go of Suguru’s hand, just plays with his fingers as he leans in close, a faint scent of amaretto and something citrus. “Now,” he murmurs, taps his foot against Suguru’s gently, “what are you going to do about it this time, hmm?”

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    20 Feb 2026