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    “I just can’t deal with you being this close.” He finally fully looks at Suguru, blue eyes wide and pleading for him to understand. He didn’t mean to do it; he wasn’t going out of his way to make himself aroused. It was just so hard being around Suguru all the time as it is. Usually Satoru can control it, thinking about his grandma’s underpants or Utahime’s dumb face usually did the trick with killing his boners. But right now, he couldn’t think about anything else. Every thought is just Suguru, Suguru, Suguru. Them pressed up together, huddled close and the other man doing everything that ticked every one of Satoru’s horny boxes. He couldn’t do it; he’s weak.

    “Oh,” Suguru looks hurt. Satoru’s rapidly beating heart aches in his chest.

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    Where Satoru and Suguru, who are both in love with each other, get stuck in a car during a snowstorm and figure out their feelings.

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    26 Jan 2026

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    Amo a un Suguru enamoradooo

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    Out of instinct, he tilts his head to kiss at Satoru’s jawline and bites hard at the angle as payback for his rudeness. Satoru chuckles, then removes Suguru’s hands from their spot.

    “Don’t grope my ass, you’re about to put a needle through my ear.”

    “So you’re not joking.” Suguru sighs in defeat the second he locks eyes with Satoru. Narrowed, dark, mischievous. Was he ever able to say no to those eyes? “Fine.” He grumbles.

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    19 Jan 2026

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    The Suguru Tattoo artist of my dreams

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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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    17 Jan 2026

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    It’s so romantic actually, I love this Gojo sfm

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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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    17 Jan 2026

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    The Howl one, I love it

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    “Okay,” Utahime says, massaging her temples, “you know what?”

    “No.” Satoru says, and stares at the DM from Suguru so hard his vision starts to blur.

    “Gojo Satoru.” She snaps her fingers in front of his face, disturbing his hyper-locked in view of the phone screen, and he blinks, the world coming back into focus.

    “Huh?” He says.

    “Okay, I have known you since you were, what? Twelve? Thirteen?”

    Satoru makes an iffy sort of hand gesture. It was somewhere around there, who knows really. He can’t remember all that.

    “Okay, so I say this with the full weight of well over a decade of…” She pauses, thinking.

    “Friendship.” He supplies, nodding.

    She stares at him dead-eyed.

    “Acquaintanceship?” He tries, failing to stop the pout.

    “Proximity.” She decides firmly.

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    14 Jan 2026

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    This is literally the most fun and hot I’ve ever been while reading something