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    Satoru truly loved the Geto household. Everything about it was warm, welcoming, thoughtful in a way most people weren’t. It was the kind of place that made you want to slow down, breathe deeper, take your time.

    They always made space for him here—real space. Not just somewhere to crash, but somewhere he was expected, cared for. Here, in this house, in their home, he could pretend for a little while longer that everything was simple. That he belonged.

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    Gojo spends a week at the Getos.

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    18 Mar 2026

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    oh wow

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    It’s strange, seeing Satoru this vulnerable, but he takes Satoru’s hand, squeezes it tight, and leads him down the hall. He makes sure not to let go even when they get to the exhibit. He squeezes Satoru’s hand again reassuringly. Satoru squeezes back.

    What a coincidence, Suguru thinks as he watches the fish swim around, that he doesn’t have a soulmate, either. What a coincidence his soul mark was a betta fish, too.

    Or: Geto Suguru is married man who doesn't believe in soulmates. Neither he nor his wife have one, after all.

    And then he meets Gojo Satoru and everything changes.

    JUNE 16 2025 UPDATE: I rewrote the fic lol. Chapters 1 & 2 are the rewrite and 3 is the original :)

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    24 Jun 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    so fucked up but changed my life

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    So Suguru’s moving to kiss him— big deal. His breath smells like alcohol, and Satoru should find it gross but he doesn’t. Suguru turns his chin just slowly enough for Satoru to change his mind, but all Satoru does it comply, letting Suguru’s hand guide him towards him with mischief in his eyes and a small smile, and it’s just not a big deal, they’re just fucking around: Satoru feels fully confident about the lightheartedness of this moment right up until the very second Suguru slots their lips together.

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    Or: One kiss is all it takes to make the dam crumble, to make Satoru ache for things he doesn't understand. All he craves is to keep taking pleasure from Suguru, and he can't seem to put together why Suguru's indulging him.

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    11 Mar 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    yearning 😭😭😭😭

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    “D’you need it?”
    Suguru looks wild, at war with his instincts. He sounds anguished. “I don’t know what I need.”
    Satoru holds out his wrist. It faces the ceiling light, fine-boned and pearlescent as the underside of a softbellied fish. Veins brimming with blue life, burnished from where Suguru had pulled him through the window. He would feel that heat again. He would let him taste.
    “Yes, you do,” Satoru tells him, and on crossing the room Suguru brings it to his mouth.

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    It's Suguru's first rut. Satoru, a sheltered omega, gets curious.

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    12 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    satoru plotting and suguru losing his mind

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    He often wondered, in that passive, background-of-the-brain sort of way, how it’d happen. When. Who would be the one to crack first. Maybe they’d be drunk or high. Maybe in one of these shitty games of truth or dare they’ve taken to initiating lately, stupid on pilfered sake in Shoko’s room, Haibara always trying to get the Kyoto girls to kiss, that horny fuck.
    Maybe in the new car Suguru had his eye on, that beat-up old 80s Jimny with the mobile number in the windscreen. Just gotta pass his test and then cruise them somewhere dark and neon, smoke up in the front seats until one of them caves. Kiss on his neck over the gearshift, fog up the glass.

    He pictures that. Scenarios starting and ending with his best friend’s mouth.

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    aka Gojo is clingy and Getou is in love and this is Sharing A Bed: The Fic, for your viewing pleasure

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    12 Feb 2026

    Bookmarker's Notes

    gego deeply yearning for each other, this healed me