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    Suguru has stopped just behind him, instead of continuing on to his own room.

    “Are you…okay?” He sounds hesitant, as if he isn’t really sure what to say.

    Satoru looks up from where his hand is reaching out, fighting to keep his eyes open as he turns slightly to where Suguru is standing. “Yeah? I’m fine.”

    “Are you…sure? You just look like you’re…going to fall over or something.”

    He’s right of course, Satoru wants nothing more than to be horizontal at the moment, but why does he care how Satoru feels right now? When has he ever cared? They’ve never been openly hostile to each other, but they’ve also never been more than classmates, who don’t bother with talking about anything other than school or training or petty arguments about who ate all the chips in the kitchen. (The shared kitchen, Satoru argued. If you don’t want other people to eat your food then don’t put it somewhere that they could get to it.)

    aka: satoru and suguru in their first year. satoru has no concept of self-care and suguru has to help him get through a migraine, then some more light angst when suguru is injured on a mission. maybe they fall in love. perchance

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    27 May 2024