#ಇ.bluehour

[chosok-amo]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ , BEING PREGNANT IS SUCK — SATOSUGU

you're almost eight months pregnant and your mood is always unstable, you become more sensitive than usual and easily cry even for the smallest things and your husbands are always there for you.

fluff! satosugu x reader, sensitive reader, mood swings, possessiveness behavior, cravings.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

YOU CRY 'CAUSE YOU CAN'T WEAR YOUR SHOES

“baby, are you ready? we're gonna leave in ten minutes,” satoru walked into his shared bedroom with you and suguru. he saw you sitting at your vanity while you applied your make up. you turn your face away from the mirror in front of you to look at your husband as he walks closer to you. he kneels down beside you as you go back to what you're doing.

“yes honey, just a little bit more,” you tell him.

he put one of his hands to the table in front of him and put his palm under his ear. he turned his face to you— watching you closely. “you look so beautiful,” he mused, and smiled sweetly at you. he slips your hair behind your ear and gently plays with it with his long finger. you returned the smile and threw him a glance. “you look handsome too, husband,” you teased him which made his smile grow bigger.

he giggles and kisses your neck— sloppy as he sucks and licks your neck in tiny before pulling away. “you're gonna leave a mark there, toru,” you protest as you look at your neck in the mirror. you can see a little faintly red spot in your neck. “yeah?” he asked you unbothered. he pushed himself to stand up and kiss your head before he told you to come outside quickly. after a few minutes you walk out of your bedroom.

suguru who's in the kitchen preparing a meal for the three of you looking up and he stops for a while. a smile painted on his face and he walked closer to you. his muscular hands round themselves on your waist as he gave your lips a quick kiss. “you look so beautiful, my love,” he muttered to your lips before kissing you again with a smile on his face. “I'll be done in a minute, why don't you wear your shoes in the meantime, love?” he kisses your cheek with his thumb gently as you nod your head.

you leave the kitchen and walk to the foyer where your shoes are at. a heavy sight leaves your mouth. lately you feel tired easily and you can't walk for too long. almost eight months pregnant you feel your body getting heavier each step you take. you rest your right hand to the wall to support your body as you're about to wear your shoes. but your shoes seemed like they had their own head and they refuse to be worn by you. and you can't even bend down because of your pregnant stomach, so you just cry.

feeling so overwhelmed and frustrated with your situation. you just feel tired. crying, you stomp on your shoes to release your anger. “stupid shoes! I hate you,” you cried and kept stomping on it. “why won't you let me wear you?! stupid shoes!” you kicked your shoes until it hit the door. suguru who just came to the foyer and saw you having a mental breakdown run to you quickly. “baby, what happened? why are you crying? are you hurt?” he asked you a bunch of questions worrying.

he cups your face and looks at you with his narrowed purple eyes. “stupid shoes,” you tell him and break down even more. suguru was stunned for a while and a sight of relief he let out, along with amused chuckles. “oh my love..” he wipes your tears and kisses your forehead. he hugs you and makes a circle on your back gently. at the same time satoru came and the look on his face was the same as suguru— his blue eyes narrowed.

“what happened? why are you crying? Is everything okay? love?” he asked you but his eyes focused on suguru— demanding an answer from the black-haired man. “It's nothing, she is just upset because she can't wear her shoes,” he said to him. satoru breathes a chuckle and he kisses your head. “please don't be upset, my love, we will help you. why don't you call us if you're struggling, hm?” he calms you down while he's stroking your head.

“It's just stupid shoes,” you tell him.

suguru gets on his knees to help you to put your shoes on. “exactly baby, it's just a stupid shoes,” suguru sang to you. he tied your shoes and got up. “done, are you feeling better now?” you nod your head which made the man smile. with that he takes your hand and holds them and the three of you leave the house to go picnic and spend the evening together.

CRAMPS

the evening sun casts a warm glow through the bedroom window as you lay on the bed, a slight smile playing on your lips as you scroll through an array of adorable baby clothes on your phone. nearly seven months pregnant, the anticipation of your little one’s arrival fills you with joy. suddenly, a sharp cramp shoots through your abdomen, causing you to gasp and drop your phone. tears begin to well up in your eyes from the pain and fear.

at that very moment, the bedroom door swings open, and satoru and suguru step in, chatting animatedly about something from their day. their faces instantly change when they see you, curled up and clearly in distress. gojo is the first to react, his bright blue eyes wide with concern. “hey, hey, what’s happening?” he asks urgently, rushing to your side. he kneels by the bed, his hand gently touching your arm. “are you okay?”

geto, normally the calmer of the two, moves quickly to sit on the bed beside you. he takes your hand in his, his touch gentle but firm. “talk to us, love. what’s wrong?” he asks, his voice soothing. you manage to speak through the pain and tears. “cramps... It hurts so much,” you answer as you squeeze suguru's hand harder.

satoru and suguru exchange a worried glance. “breathe baby, just breathe,” satoru says, his usual playful tone replaced with seriousness. he starts arranging the pillows behind your back to make you more comfortable. he kisses your forehead as he strokes your hair away from your face gently.

suguru’s hand moves to your belly, his touch is careful and reassuring. “we need to call the doctor,” he says, already reaching for his phone with his free hand. “we need to make sure everything’s alright.” satoru nods, his hand gently stroking your hair. “I’ll stay right here with you. Just focus on your breathing, okay? We’re here, we’ve got you.” the pain starts to ease slightly, their presence a balm to your distress. suguru is speaking quietly into the phone, explaining the situation to the doctor, while satoru’s soothing words and gentle touch help calm your racing heart.

“there, there, good girl, such a good girl,” he whispered when the look on your face started to change and you looked more relaxed. after a few moments, suguru hung up and looked at you with reassuring eyes. “the doctor said it’s likely just normal pregnancy cramps but wants us to come in if it doesn’t get better soon,” he explained.

“let’s monitor it for a bit, okay?”

you nod, feeling a bit more at ease. “thank you,” you whisper, grateful for their constant support and love. “no need baby, it's our job as your husbands to take care of you, it should be us who's the one feeling grateful because you carried our child,” satoru said after he sits on the bed beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “we’ll get through this together,” he says softly, his usual confident smile returning. suguru leans in and kisses your forehead. “always,” he adds, his voice full of love and promise.

with both of them by your side, the cramps seem less daunting, and the fear starts to fade away. You lean into their warmth, knowing that no matter what, you’re not alone in this journey. together, you are strong, and together, you will welcome your baby into the world.

CRAVING

the house is quiet, the evening light filtering softly through the windows as you wander into the bedroom. there, lying comfortably on the bed, is Suguru Geto, reading a book. his serene expression brightens when he sees you, but it quickly changes to one of concern when he notices the slight pout on your face. “what's wrong, love? do you need anything? where's satoru?” he asks, sitting up and putting his book aside.

he patted the spot in bed in front of him, signaling you to come closer. you sit in front of him with your head resting on his shoulder. “I'm craving donuts,” you say, your voice tinged with a hint of urgency. “could you get me some?” you look at him, still pouting.

suguru chuckles softly, his eyes warm with affection. “of course. any particular kind?” he slipped a strand of your hair as he asked. gently, you shook your head, “just plain glazed,” you replied, your craving intensifying. suguru nods and gets up, giving you a quick kiss on the forehead before heading out the door. “I'll be back soon baby, call me if something happens, just stay in bed and don't do anything if satoru is not around, wait for me, yeah?” he promises. a nod was your answer.

you settle on the bed, trying to distract yourself, but the minutes feel like hours. finally, you hear the front door open and close, and suguru's footsteps approaching. he walks into the room, a box of donuts in hand and a proud smile on his face.

but as you look at the donuts, the craving that had been so intense moments ago has vanished, replaced by a sudden wave of tears. “what baby? you don't like it? did I order the wrong one? you want me to go there and order another one?” he asked, panicking while stroking your arms warmly. “I don't want donuts anymore,” you sob, feeling guilty, “now I want those cookies you always make and I feel bad.”

suguru's expression softened with understanding and a light chuckle left his mouth followed by a sigh of relief, “It's okay love,“ he said gently, kissing your forehead. “donuts can wait. let's get you those cookies.” he holds your hand as you follow him to the kitchen, still sniffling. as you sit by the counter, satoru appears, his keen eyes immediately taking in the situation. he wraps an arm around your shoulders and presses a comforting kiss to your temple.

“what happened?” he asks softly, sensing your distress. “I wanted donuts, but now I want cookies,” you explain between sniffles, feeling embarrassed about the sudden change in cravings. satoru laughs softly, not at you, but at the situation. “pregnancy cravings are something else, huh?” he looked at the black-haired man for a moment as he smiled. suguru was already at the counter, gathering ingredients. “don't worry, love. I'll make those cookies from scratch, just like you how like them.”

as suguru begins to mix the dough, satoru grabs a bowl of fresh blueberries from the fridge. “here, have some blueberries while you wait," he says, feeding you a few with a tender smile and sits himself beside you.

you nibble on the blueberries, feeling the sweetness burst in your mouth, and your mood starts to lift. watching suguru work his magic in the kitchen is calming, his movements precise and practiced. satoru keeps you entertained with light conversation, his playful nature helping to ease your emotional rollercoaster.

“did you know,” satoru starts, grinning mischievously, “that blueberries are scientifically proven to make you happier?” you raise an eyebrow, trying not to laugh. “really? and where did you read that?” looking at your husband who's already looking at you. satoru leans in conspiratorially. “somewhere on the internet. you know, where all the reliable information comes from.” suguru, measuring out flour, chuckles. “yeah, and that’s the same internet that says rubbing mayonnaise on your scalp will make your hair grow faster.”

satoru feigns offense. “hey, I tried that once! It was a very...interesting experience.” you can't help but giggle. “did it work?” you ask him, slightly pinching his cheeks. satoru winks. “well, let’s just say my hair has always been fabulous, with or without mayo.” suguru shakes his head, smiling. “hy am I not surprised? Only you would do something like that.” satoru smirks, feeding you another blueberry. “ey, I’m all about trying new things. speaking of which, any weird cravings lately, other than donuts and cookies?”

you think for a moment. “well, I did have a dream about eating pickles dipped in chocolate the other night.” suguru pauses, looking intrigued. “pickles and chocolate? that’s a new one.” satoru makes a face. “that sounds like a culinary disaster. But hey, if you want it, we’ll make it happen. anything for my baby,” his cheeky smile showing as he kisses your cheek.

suguru laughs as he starts mixing the dough. “e might need a taste tester for that one. Satoru, you up for it?” satoru holds up his hands in mock surrender. “oh no, you’re not getting me with that. I’ll stick to my blueberry science.” you laugh, feeling the earlier stress melting away. “you two are the best. Seriously, thank you.” giving your two husbands a loving look and smile.

satoru leans in to kiss your cheek. “anything for you, love. Even if it means eating pickle chocolate.” suguru winks as he shapes the cookie dough. “yeah, just let us know your cravings. we’re ready for anything.” as the kitchen fills with laughter and the delicious aroma of baking cookies, you feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the joyful, supportive atmosphere your husbands create.

before long, the smell of freshly baked cookies fills the air, and suguru carefully places a warm, gooey cookie on a plate for you. “here you go,” he says, his smile full of love and patience. you take a bite, the delicious taste melting away your worries. “thank you,” you whisper, tears of gratitude now replacing your earlier tears of frustration. suguru leans in and kisses your cheek. “anything for you, love.“

satoru gives you a gentle squeeze. “we're in this together. Whatever you need, we're here.” sitting between your two husbands, feeling their unwavering support and love, you know you can get through anything. the cookies taste even sweeter with them by your side, and the evening becomes one of comfort and warmth, a reminder of the beautiful family you are building together.

[chosok-amo]

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best fanfic ever i say

NOW I KNOW: GOJO SATORU , GETO SUGURU

gojo satoru pranks—by pretending he died— his girlfriend which leads her to have a mental breakdown and panic attack.

warning content : poly!satosugu, angst, panic attacks, mental breakdowns, harsh words, and I forget.

words count : 3,1k

PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SONG UNTIL THE END

⠀⠀⠀⠀You unlock the door to your shared apartment with your boyfriends, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru before removing your shoes and slipping onto your home sandals. You raise your eyebrow, confused about how quiet your apartment is. No sound of TV, no sound of Satoru's laugh, just nothing, like nobody's ever lived there. “Satoru?” you called his name, knowing damn well he is home because you saw his shoes and his home sandals are gone.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You went to the kitchen to check the whereabouts of the snow-white-haired man but to no avail. Your forehead furrowed even more before you finally chose to go to his room. Your steps stopped for a moment when you saw the door to your shared bedroom slightly open. It looked dark inside, you could see all the curtains covering the bedroom windows. “Satoru, you there?” you ask. Hesitantly you stepped inside and stopped in the middle of the room once you were inside. Look around in the dark.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Silence.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You carried your feet around your shared bedroom until your steps stopped when you heard a puddle of water. Being a Jujutsu Sorcerer makes you very sensitive even to the sound of dripping water. When you were about to walk back to turn on the light, you tripped over something on the floor, causing you to fall. “What the fuck? I swear I already told Satoru to clean the room. God, he is always so messy,” you grumbled in annoyance. You looked down to see what was soaking your feet and sandals, but all you saw was darkness. Raise your hand towards the light switch and move your index finger up and suddenly the light turns on.

⠀⠀⠀⠀As the light enveloped the room, your heartbeat stopped for a moment. Red, that's what's in your sight. Red, all over the floor. With your position currently kneeling with both hands on the floor, your gaze falls on the figure who is now lying in front of you— in the red puddle. His blue eyes looked at you coldly as if they no longer showed any life. Your heart stops for a moment, as does your breathing before it finally starts beating again, beating faster than it should, so fast that you feel like it's trying to jump out of your body, so fast that it makes you sick.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru lay there, silent, just silent. You never expected this, but at that moment you really wanted to hear Satoru's annoying laugh, but to no avail. Only silence fills the room, the hollows of you. It's so quiet it makes you nauseous. And in a matter of seconds, all the memories of your school days invaded your frail body, trying to rush in and remind you of the Star Plasma incident that almost killed the three of you. You seemed to see how Satoru was lying in a pool of blood for the second time now.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You sat up, “N-no!” you whispered.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Dragging yourself away from Satoru panic began to creep in. The more you panic, the more you try to get away, and the more blood follows you—carving the floor from your clothes being stained with its red liquid. Your eyes opened wide—staring in horror at your hands and clothes, which now had many red spots. “N-no, no, no, no!” you mumbled as you roughly rubbed your skin, trying to get rid of the red. You kept rubbing and rubbing, rubbing it on your clothes. But in your eyes, it was as if the blood never disappeared even after you threw your clothes away until only your underwear remained. But the feeling of the liquid on your skin never goes away.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Frightened and panicked, you brought yourself to curl up in your seat. Your head almost touched the floor because your body was so curled up. Suddenly your head feels very full, the sound of explosions, destruction, gunshots—your ears, head and eyes all feel full as if you were back in that time. You looked back at Satoru and Suguru who were almost dead. But this time it felt like time was running slowly—as if the memories had come to torment you even more deeply than they should.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You can't hear anything. You couldn't hear Satoru who was now standing not far away from you and laughing. His other hand was holding his stomach and the other was pointing at you, pointing out how ridiculous you were. “Haha! You should see the look on your face,” he said. But he didn't get any response other than you continuing to mumble 'No, no, no, please'. You're too busy covering your ears and curling up. You keep moaning and crying in fear, and panic. Satoru's laughter died down when he realized your panic attack was recurring.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He crouched in front of you, his hands holding your arms. “Hey? Y/n, I'm sorry. Fuck! I'm so sorry. I—” He was unable to continue his words—felt as if his throat had been blocked by a large boulder. “Love, I'm— I'm sorry, please—” Satoru hugged your shaking body. His wide hands rubbed your head and back alternately—something that used to calm you down and right now it seemed like it meant nothing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru was too focused on you that he didn't notice the presence of another person entering the apartment until finally his body was pushed backwards. He blinked his eyes several times before he realized that Suguru was now crouching in front of your weak body. “What the fuck is going on?!” he asked angrily as he looked at the now-naked you and Satoru alternately. Panic filled his soul when he saw the pool of blood, also on you and Satoru.

⠀⠀⠀⠀But Satoru couldn't answer, his tongue was tied— he felt ashamed of himself and his two lovers for his attitude. He could only lower his head. “Satoru!” Suguru snapped. The man who was usually gentle and friendly, never raised his voice, now looked so angry. His purple eyes were fiery, the veins on his forehead bulging themselves, the skin on his face was red. Suguru carried your body to the bathroom, sat you in the bathtub and turned on the water. His heart hurts seeing you who keep trying to remove the red spots that stick to your skin.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Hey.. love, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here,” Suguru cupped your cheeks— forcing you to look at him. Your eyes darted here and there, searching for Suguru's whereabouts until you could slowly look him in the eye. “S—Suguru.. you— S—satoru.. he— he..” you said, stuttering. Your chest is still moving up and down, you still look scared and panicked, and your tears won't stop streaming down your face. Suguru nodded, with his two thumbs continuing to wipe your tears he said, “He's okay, Satoru is fine, I'm fine, we are fine,” he whispered.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“N—no, Suguru! H.. he's dead! D—did you.. did you not— see him? l-look!” you repeatedly choked on air, making your voice keep cutting out. You raised both your hands towards Suguru—showing them to him as if the red liquid was still stuck there even though it was gone. “His blood is all over me, how can you not see it?! P—please Suguru, help.. help him,” You begged—rubbing your hands with water hoping it would wash away the blood stuck there, on your reflection.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please, sweetheart..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru looked at you in pity, he felt sick. It's like you're losing your mind, your eyes can't focus on one point. You kept muttering about the blood on your hands, about Satoru being dead even though the man was standing in the doorway with tears rolling down his cheeks and pensive but you couldn't seem to see him. The trauma you experienced a few years ago was too busy working to damage you until you couldn't differentiate between reality and what wasn't.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“S—Suguru, please! Why— why aren't you doing anything? Please.. call Shoko! M—maybe.. maybe she can help, r-right ?! she..she can— Suguru!”

⠀⠀⠀⠀A slap landed on Suguru's cheek but you didn't realize it—it was too chaotic in your mind. Satoru's eyes widened as he looked at Suguru who was silent—just looking at you with tears forming in his eyes and letting you shake his body as if asking him to come to his senses.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Unable to stand it any longer, Satoru with all his strength forced his legs to take a step closer. He got into the bathtub and sat in the other corner. Slowly, with great hesitation, he touched your hand until you averted your gaze from Suguru. “S-satoru..” you whispered. Smiling weakly, the man looked at you as he pulled you closer.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Y-you're alive! S-satoru, you're...—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm here, I'm here my love.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru hugged you, wrapping your shaking body in his muscular arms. “Sshhh.. it's okay, it's okay. Everything is alright now, I'm here, Suguru is here. We're fine, it's okay now my love. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” Satoru whispered—his eyes looking at Suguru who was already staring at him blankly. One of his hands continued to rub your head which was now pressed against his chest. Satoru didn't stop saying sorry, continued to kiss your head, hugged your body which slowly started to stop shaking. Your breathing is no longer rushed, your cries are no longer audible, your lips no longer make mumbling sounds.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The three of you remained in that position until you finally fell asleep. “She's asleep,” Suguru said quietly, his voice hoarse than usual. He leaned over to hug you and carried you out of the bathtub. Satoru came out and took a towel, wanting to dry your body.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Let me—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“No Satoru! You've done enough," said Suguru coldly. So with that he came out of the bathroom with you in his arms leaving the white haired man alone.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru coughed until a little blood came out of his mouth. He could taste the taste of metal on his tongue. Never in his mind would he be in the position he was in now— lying on the floor with Suguru towering over him standing next to him and punching him in the face. “What the fuck were you thinking?” he asked angrily. Satoru looked up at the ceiling, “It's a joke.. I.. thought—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“The joke was supposed to be funny, but nobody's laughing Satoru! Nobody! Look at the effect of your stupid little joke! look at her? Is that funny to you? To see like that?! Fuck—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru was no longer able to continue his words. He brushed his black hair back as he stepped away and sat on a chair at the dining table. His gaze glanced at his clenched left hand—the knuckles were red and there was a bit of Satoru's blood there.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm not strong enough to lose her, Satoru.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm sorry.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru raised his head to look at the white-haired man who was now covering his face with both hands. Satoru was crying, he was sobbing. As much as he was angry with Satoru, Suguru knew that he didn't mean for this to happen. He didn't intentionally do what he did. He knew how regretful the snow-white-haired man was. He knew how seeing your condition earlier hurt Satoru as much as it hurt him. And the two of them just remained silent for a moment, lost in their cries.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The light in your eyes goes out.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The thing your two lovers were afraid of happened. For several days you were just silent, you never said a word. You don't look at your lover, you don't smile, you don't hug them like you usually do, you don't argue with Satoru like you used to, you don't help tie Suguru's hair like you used to, you no longer teach your students at Jujutsu High, just nothing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀When you eat dinner together, you never touch your food, you just look out the window in silence. You no longer sleep together with them, it's just you in bed alone and one of your two lovers will be on guard until you wake up. Just so that when you're having a panic attack one of them will be there for you. Today one thing is certain, you always wake up because of nightmares.

⠀⠀⠀⠀That night Satoru was on guard while Suguru slept on the sofa across the room. He sat on the couch facing the bed— towards you. He had one hand supporting his chin and his gaze never moved from you. Until he saw your body suddenly stiffen. Your eyes widened and stared at the ceiling. But at your glance, just as you opened your eyes you found Satoru hovering not far above you. You face each other. You saw Satoru floating there with those eyes— eyes that showed nothing but emptiness, lifelessness.

⠀⠀⠀⠀There were many wounds on his body, on his face. You felt the blood drip down your face, one by one falling from the wound on Satoru's forehead onto your cheek. You blinked your eyes several times, getting faster with each blink. And the blood dripping seemed to get faster and faster like a rainstorm hitting your face until you were no longer able to open your eyes. You screamed in fear but on the other hand, Satoru saw you growling softly—looking so scared.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your eyes were tightly closed with veins bulging on your forehead. Your breath moves quickly, causing your chest to rise and fall in sync. “Hey, hey, hey, Y/n, it's okay..” Satoru sat down next to you. His hands pushed your sweat-drenched hair back and caressed your cheek, cupping it. He kept calling your name until finally your eyes suddenly widened. Your pupils fluttered as you looked at Satoru who looked worried. Under the dim lights of the bedroom, you could see his blue eyes shining—like always.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“S—satoru..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You hugged him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. You hugged him so tight as if your whole life depended on it. Your tears broke. Satoru climbed onto the bed— sat in the middle of it, and pulled you between his legs as he hugged you tightly. “I'm scared Satoru.. I— I thought I lost you forever.. I.. I can't breathe, Satoru I—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Sshhh, darling. I’m not going anywhere, I’m here, I never leave, never,” Satoru whispered in hopes of calming you down a little. His hands stroked your hair and back gently. He continued to whisper sweet words in your ear, moving your body in his arms gently from side to side. You buried your face in Satoru's neck. Close your eyes to inhale deeply the scent of the man you love.

⠀⠀⠀⠀For the past few days your condition has not been better than before. Every day you always have nightmares, you can't sleep without medicine to help you. You can't eat without feeling nauseous. You couldn't look at your two lovers without the image of them lying on the ground barely alive. In the middle of the quiet apartment you couldn't think of anything other than what you heard during the Star Plasma incident several years ago. You are always shrouded in fear.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You were brought out of your thoughts when you felt Satoru's body shaking and his crying— he was sobbing. “I'm sorry my love, I'm so sorry. Because of me you have to go through this suffering again, because of my stupidity you have to feel the trauma that you have tried so hard to get through. I'm sorry, please. I can't go through another day watching the light leave your eyes—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Satoru..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You moved your face away from Satoru's neck only to find the man lowering his head. You cupped his cheeks, lifting his head to look at you. His blue eyes were red, as were his ears and face. Satoru is your guy, he can hide his emotions very, very well. He could feel that his world was crumbling beneath his feet but you would still see a cheerful smile perched on his face. Never once had you seen Satoru so weak, not until now. Tears continued to roll down his cheeks and he sobbed so sadly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please forgive me. I'm not strong enough to see you slowly disappearing— I feel you slowly leaving, even though you're here with me. I'm gonna walk aimlessly if you leave. I'll never find a home anywhere and I'm scared. Please Y/n... come back to me, come back to us, please—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh darling..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You wiped the tears away from Satoru's cheeks. “I'm here,” you whispered—your foreheads pressed together. Bringing your face closer until you could feel Satoru's soft lips touching yours. You could feel Satoru's wet cheeks against yours. You could also feel his breath still hitched because he was still sobbing a little. “You're an idiot, Satoru,” you whispered between kisses. Satoru tilted his head to deepen the kiss, “I know, baby, I'm sorry,” he whispered and stuck his tongue into your mouth.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh how he missed this— your kiss, your sweet voice, your warm embrace, your skin on him, everything.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You broke the kiss when you felt the mattress behind you move. You turned around only to find Suguru sitting behind you with your back pressed against his stomach. His hands wrapped around your stomach as he kissed your shoulders. “Did you feel a lot better, baby?” he whispered to which you answered with a nod. “I'm sorry for the hard time I have given you guys for the past few days, I know there are a lot of things going on right now, but I just added to the burden for you guys, I—"

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please don't. The one who should be sorry is not you," Suguru said while throwing Satoru a sharp glare. “I'm sorry, okay? I promise I'll be good to both of you," Satoru said, still covered in feelings of guilt. You and Suguru threw stones at the white-haired man who had now lowered his head and was sneering. “Just don't prank us with something like that again, okay?” Suguru said finally, softly. His wide hand stroked Satoru's head.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The man raised his head—nodding quickly. “I promise, I'll never do something like that again. I don't want to lose both of you, I can't even imagine my life without both of you," he said. Even though Satoru is the oldest among the three of you, sometimes his attitude is still childish. You can't turn it on, you understand very well the reason why Satoru is the way he is now. Of course, he was annoying at times, but you didn't mind, and neither did Suguru. You both need Satoru's childlike attitude to turn a bad day into a better one with all his jokes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Good, you're a fast learner,” you tease him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I love you both so much,” Satoru said. He kissed your and Suguru's foreheads in turn. “I love you too, pretty boy,” you said and smiled. Your finger moved to gently rub the corner of his slightly injured lips. “Not gonna lie tho, Suguru's kinda hot when he's punch you in the face,” you say—leaning into Suguru's chest, which makes the black-haired man chuckle. “Yeah? Satoru deserve it,” he said and kissed your cheek. The so-called just pouting. His finger drifted to touch the small wound on his lip.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Still hurt,” he said, lying of course.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Kiss it,” he ordered Suguru. “No,” Suguru pressed without waiting. “Oh please, man,” Satoru whined with his shoulders slumping. He shifted his gaze from Suguru to you. His blue eyes looked at you intently. Childishly he laid his head on your chest which you happily welcomed. Wrap your arms around his shoulders while rubbing him gently. “Oh my poor baby,” you laughed softly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Crybaby,” Suguru pouted.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh fuck you!” Satoru barked and wrapped his arms around your waist, making you chuckle. Suguru laughed softly. He leaned down to kiss the cut on Satoru's lips and kissed your forehead afterwards. His arms wide embraced you and Satoru who sat between his legs.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I love you guys so much,” he whispered.

[chosok-amo]

SPA DAY? NOT REALLY.ᐟ

satoru gojo, suguru geto. “ . . . sometimes you meet a person and you just click, you're comfortable with them and you don't have to pretend to be anyone or anything.”

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⠀⠀ You blinked several times, trying to adjust to the light filtering into your eyes. You had woken up because someone was continuously kissing the nape of your neck. Once your vision cleared, you saw Suguru fast asleep in front of you, his head tilted to the right, one hand resting on his stomach and the other beneath your head. This made it clear that the one persistently kissing you was Satoru, your other lover.

⠀⠀ You could feel the warmth of Satoru's stomach pressed against your back. His muscular arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You groaned hoarsely when you felt a small bite on your shoulder. “Satoru..” you mumbled tiredly too. Satoru who buried his face in your neck from behind raised his head to look at you— not knowing that he had just woken you up.

⠀⠀ “Oh baby? Sshhh, it's okay, go back to sleep, don't mind me,” he whispered. Even though now you have closed your eyes again and turned your back to him, you are absolutely sure that the man is smiling. You sighed and opened your eyes then turned your back to Suguru to look at your other lover. Still with one arm wrapped around your waist, Satoru propped himself up on one elbow. He smiled broadly at you. His slightly long white hair looked messy and soft.

⠀⠀ “Good morning, my lady,” he said and leaned in to kiss your forehead. His hand that was on your waist moved to stroke your head and tuck your hair behind your ear. “Good morning, baby,” you reply— wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning in to kiss his chest. Satoru's smile widened. He always loved it whenever you kissed his chest, close to his heart.

⠀⠀ You buried your face into Satoru's chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat as he held you close. His hand continued to tangle in your hair, his touch gentle and soothing. He chuckled softly at your groggy greeting, clearly amused by your sleepy state.

⠀⠀ “It's morning already, sweetheart,” he said, his voice still low and soft. “You sure slept a lot.” You nuzzled your face against his covered chest, taking in his warm, comfortable scent. You felt safe and loved in his arms, and the way he brushed your hair away from your face was soothing.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled at your drowsy response and leaned down to kiss your forehead again. “Did I wake you up, princess?” he asked, his voice soft and quiet, trying not to disturb Suguru who was asleep next to you. You nodded slightly against his chest, feeling sleepiness still lingering in your sleepy eyes. “Yeah, you did,” you mumbled, your voice still hoarse with sleep.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled again and continued caressing your hair, his touch gentle and affectionate. “Sorry, sweetheart. I couldn't help it. You looked too cute, I had to give you a little wake-up kiss,” he whispered. You nuzzled further into his chest, sighing contentedly. You mumbled, yawning, “It's okay. I don't mind. I like waking up to you.”

⠀⠀ Satoru's smile widened at your words, clearly enjoying the fact that you liked waking up to him. He leaned down to kiss the top of your head before back to lie on his side facing you, his fingers continuing to brush through your hair. “And I like waking up to you, princess,” he said, his voice still soft.

⠀⠀ You raised an eyebrow at Satoru's question, curious about what he was going to say. “What do you like?” you asked, looking up at him with a smile.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled and leaned down to whisper in your ear, his breath warm against your skin. “I like it when you're wearing nothing but my shirt,” he whispered, his voice low and suggestive. You scoff with a smile on your lips, hanging lazily, “You're so cheesy.” Satoru chuckled at your comment, not denying it. "Yeah, but you love it," he said, jokingly. “And besides, can you blame me? You look adorable in my shirt.”

⠀⠀ He tugged gently at the hem of the oversized shirt you were currently wearing, clearly enjoying the way it draped over your body, making you look even more enticing. As you cuddled against him, Satoru glanced over your shoulder and spotted Suguru sleeping soundly beside you. A mischievous grin spread across his face.

⠀⠀ Satoru's grin widened as he watched Suguru's peaceful, sleeping face. He couldn't help but wonder what the man could possibly be dreaming about.

⠀⠀ “I wonder what our Suguru here is dreaming about,” he mused, his voice still hushed to avoid waking the sleeping man. “Should we give him a taste of what real-life feels like?” he joked, his hand continuing to brush through your hair. Still, with your face against his chest, you shook your head, moving forward to snuggle into his chest more. “No, let him sleep, just cuddle with me more,” your groggy voice muffled under Satoru's covered chest.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled at your sleepy response and wrapped his arms more tightly around you, holding you close against his chest. "As you wish, my lady," he said with mock formality, his voice still barely above a whisper.

⠀⠀ He planted another kiss on the top of your head and began to rock you gently back and forth, his arms enveloping you in a warm embrace. "I'll just have to give you all of my attention for now, won't I?" he teased. You nodded your head as your sneaky arm wrapped tightly around Satoru's tone waist.

⠀⠀ Satoru's lips curled into a smile at your affectionate grip around his waist. He continued to cradle you against his chest, enjoying the feeling of your body pressed against his. "You're getting awfully clingy this morning, aren't you?" he murmured, his hand gently running up and down your back.

⠀⠀ “Good morning.”

⠀⠀ You heard a third sound before you got a chance to answer— Suguru's husky voice followed by another arm hugged your waist tightly. Suguru kissed your head and Satoru's lips alternately before he buried his face in your neck from behind. “You good, babe?” you asked when you heard Suguru's tired sigh tickle your neck. He nodded slowly, “Yeah... just tired.”

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled at the sight of Suguru joining in on the cuddling, his grip on you still firm. "Looks like our lazy lump has finally woken up," he teased, poking fun at Suguru's tired demeanor.

⠀⠀ You felt the warmth of Suguru's breath on your neck as he nuzzled his face into your shoulder, a weary exhalation escaping him. "You sure you're alright, love?" you asked, your voice laced with concern. Suguru hummed tiredly in response to your question, his face still buried in your neck. "Yeah, just tired. Can't seem to shake off the sleepiness," he mumbled, his grip on your waist tightening.

⠀⠀ Satoru watched the two of you interact, a smirk playing on his lips at Suguru's evident exhaustion. "Looks like someone stayed up too late last night," he teased. You continued to comfort Suguru, rubbing small circles on his arm with your hand. "You should've gotten more sleep, love. You can't keep burning the candle at both ends like this."

⠀⠀ Suguru let out a heavy sigh, his face still pressed against your neck. "I know, I know," he muttered letting his long arm pull Satoru closer by the waist before clinging to it. "But there's just so much to do, and I keep having these nightmares..." Satoru's playful demeanor evaporated, and a hint of concern crept into his expression. He knew how hard Suguru had been working, and the nightmares were a recurring problem for the man.

⠀⠀ You felt a pang of worry in your heart at Suguru's mention of nightmares. You knew that he had been struggling with them for a while now, and it pained you to see him going through so much stress. "Nightmares again, love?" you asked softly, continuing to stroke his arm. “Come here,” you gently whisper as you turn around, pressing your back against Satoru's washboard chest before embracing Suguru's muscular body.

⠀⠀ Suguru followed your lead and immediately snuggled into your embrace, burying his face into your chest. His arms wrapped around you and Satoru tightly, seeking comfort in your warm embrace. From behind, Satoru observed the scene with a flicker of concern in his eyes. He knew how much Suguru was struggling, and it made his heart ache to see his partner in so much distress.

⠀⠀ You held Suguru tightly in your arms, your touch gentle and soothing. You could feel the tension in his body, the fatigue and anxiety that had built up over time. Satoru, still lying behind you, leaned down to press his forehead against the nape of your neck. He could sense the worry in your touch and wanted to offer his silent support.

⠀⠀ As you continued to hold Suguru close, Satoru's hand slowly trailed down from your neck and onto your waist, a silent gesture of reassurance. He could see the dark circles under Suguru's eyes, a sign of sleepless nights and stress. The room was quiet for a moment, the only sound being the steady rhythm of your breathing and the soft thump of Suguru's heart against your chest.

⠀⠀ “It's okay,” you whisper, kissing Suguru's forehead full of love. Suguru let out a weary sigh, his body relaxing slightly in your arms. He lifted his head from your chest and looked up at you with tired eyes. "Just... having a hard time," he mumbled, his voice hoarse.

⠀⠀ Satoru's grip on your waist tightened slightly, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on your skin. He could tell that Suguru was hurting, and it pained him to see his partner in such a state.

⠀⠀ “Glad we're off today,” said Satoru.

⠀⠀ You nodded in agreement, your eyes still fixed on Suguru's weary face. "Yeah, it's good that we have the day off," you replied, your voice quiet and calm.

⠀⠀ Satoru's free hand moved to Suguru's head, gently caressing the man's dark hair. “We can just relax today, love. No work, no stress,” he murmured, attempting to reassure his partner. “Let us take care of you today, okay?” you smile gently.

⠀⠀ Suguru nodded slowly, his weary expression somewhat relaxed at your words. “Yeah, that sounds good,” he mumbled, his voice soft and weary, his exhaustion evident.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled softly behind you, his grip on your waist growing a little tighter. “We've got the whole day to pamper you, lazybones,” he teased, his hand still stroking Suguru's hair. Satoru's chin rested on your shoulder, and you could feel his smile against your cheek.

⠀⠀ You and Satoru continued to hold Suguru in your embrace, your bodies providing comfort to his weary form. The three of you lie in silence for a few moments, enjoying the peace and quiet of the morning.

⠀⠀ Satoru's other hand which wasn't on your waist moved to rest on Suguru's hip, his touch light and soothing. “You can go back to sleep if you want, love. We're not going anywhere,” he whispered, his voice soft and comforting.

⠀⠀ “Are you guys hungry?” Suguru asked as he lifted his head from your neck to look at you and Satoru with misty eyes. “No, not really,” you answered which the white-haired man agreed with. “Great, let's just stay in bed for a whole day, I'm too tired to do anything,” he said accompanied by a tired groan. You chuckled at his face. His long black hair was fluffy, making him look like a cat.

⠀⠀ Satoru chuckled at Suguru's request and nodded in agreement. “Sounds like a plan to me. We can just laze around in bed all day,” he chimed in, a note of mischievousness in his voice. You smiled, amused by Suguru's tired expression, his messy hair sticking up in different directions. He did indeed look like a sleepy cat, and it was an adorable sight.

⠀⠀ “Oh, my poor baby. Sure, let's just stay in bed for as long as you want,” you said and kissed his neck. Suguru breathed a sigh of relief and for a moment he closed his eyes. Feeling warm and comfortable with your closeness. “Can we go back to sleep, now? I'm still sleepy,” Satoru said. His eyes closed for a moment as he yawned before he threw you and Suguru a sleepy look. You nodded in agreement, of course. There is nothing better than spending your time lazing in bed all day, with your two lovers.

⠀⠀ “Come here, pretty boys.”

⠀⠀ Then instantly Suguru and Satoru came closer to you. Your head was no longer on Suguru's arm but on the pillow. The two men who were much bigger than you found their place on your body. Satoru pressed his cheek against your chest, feeling the soft feel of your breasts against his cheek. While Suguru rested his head on your shoulder. Their arms loosely wrapped around your waist. You put your hands on top of their hands.

⠀⠀ The three of you lay there, intertwined in an intimate tangle of limbs. You could feel the weight of Satoru and Suguru's limbs pressing against your body, their warmth and presence providing a sense of comfort and safety. Satoru nuzzled his cheek against your chest, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling of your skin against his face. His fingers interlocked with yours, holding your hand lovingly.

⠀⠀ Meanwhile, Suguru's head rested on your shoulder, his breaths slow and steady as he began to doze off again. His arm tightened around your waist, drawing you closer to him. “Comfortable, boys?” you asked with a soft chuckle.

⠀⠀ Satoru hummed in agreement against your chest, his voice mumbled and sleepy. “Very comfortable,” he replied, his lips curving into a drowsy smile.

⠀⠀ Suguru's response was a gentle nod, his hair brushing against your shoulder as he moved his head slightly. “Mhmm,” he mumbled, his voice hoarse and tired, but there was a hint of contentment in his tone.

⠀⠀ A sigh of relief escaped your mouth before you kissed Suguru's head. “Good night, my love,” you said softly as you closed your eyes. You smiled faintly when you didn't get an answer from your two lovers but heard the sound of their slow and regular breathing— indicating that they had gone back to sleep. You pressed your cheek against Suguru's head before your consciousness slowly disappeared and you fell asleep again.

⠀⠀ As you drifted back into sleep, you felt the gentle rise and fall of Suguru's breaths against your shoulder and could feel the steady rhythm of Satoru's breathing against your chest.

⠀⠀ The three of you lay in a comfortable tangle, the warmth and weight of your bodies pressed together providing a sense of security and peace. For now, the worries and stresses of life faded away, leaving only the calm and tranquility of sleep.

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⠀⠀ You jogged from your room to the bathroom. With a big smile on your cheeks, you stopped in front of your two lovers who were still standing in front of the mirror with towels around their waists. The two people turned to you when they heard the sound of your running footsteps. “I swear Y/n, stop running. You could get hurt,” Satoru warned you for the umpteenth time. He and Suguru didn't like it when you ran considering how many times you'd bumped into things while running and gotten hurt, or just tripped over your own feet and fallen.

⠀⠀ “We're not going anywhere baby, so please stop running, okay?” Suguru said softly and threw you a gentle smile as well. He dried his body with a small towel. You can just smile and not really pay attention to what your lover says. “Now tell us, princess. What is it?” Satoru asked. He can see how your eyes become wide and sparkling, your smile is wide and you jump a little, showing how excited you are.

⠀⠀ “Oh, right, here!”

⠀⠀ You showed two long pink pajama pants filled with Hello Kitty heads. Suguru threw a small towel over his shoulders and crossed his arms. “You want us to use that?” asked with one eyebrow raised, looking at the pants in your hands. “Yes!” you said excitedly. You gave one to Satoru and one to Suguru. Satoru looked down at the furry pants in his hands then looked at Suguru who was also looking at him.

⠀⠀ “Honey, it's Hello Kitty, and it's pink. Don't you think it's too cute for us? the strongest?” Satoru asked a little offended. Of course, it was all a lie, the white-haired man wanted to wear those furry pants, but at least he had to act cool first. “Yeah and? it’s cute, you’re cute,” you said and pinched his cheek. Satoru bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a smile. A slight redness appeared on his cheeks.

⠀⠀ “Are they even gonna fit?” Suguru asked.

⠀⠀ “Just try it on, come on. Look at me, I'm wearing the same one. It's matching pants, I saw a lot of couples wearing these on Pinterest, and I want to wear one with you guys. Look, look, it's cute, and it's pink,” you said excitedly. You pinched your pants between your thumb and forefinger, showing what you were wearing to your two lovers before you slowly turned around, twirling—still with a big smile. Suguru chuckled at how cute you were, so innocent and pure.

⠀⠀ “Okay, princess,” said Suguru.

⠀⠀ Same as you, Suguru and Satoru wear these pants with a plain white T-shirt over them. You jumped a little with joy and clapped your hands excitedly. “Omg! it's so cute,” you squeak. Suddenly your eyes widen as if you just got an idea. “Oh, wait! I'm gonna get the camera, wait!” Before the two men had time to answer, you had already run out of the bathroom.

⠀⠀ “Stop running!”

⠀⠀ “What camera? What for?”

⠀⠀ Both of them screamed at the same time. It didn't take long for you to return with the camera in your hand. You took a photo of the three of you with a blue Polaroid camera. You smiled broadly when you saw the results of your shots. “It's cute, you're cute,” said Suguru looking at the photo you were holding and kissing your cheek. “Right? it's so cute. I can't wait to show the kids and Nanami. God, I want to show it to Nobara, Shoko, and Utahime so bad,” you said as you walked out of the bathroom. You continued to look at the photo in your hand with a big smile.

⠀⠀ “Right, now she's gonna show it to the world. They're gonna make fun of us for a year now, I swear," Satoru said to Suguru. The man with long black hair just chuckled. He doesn't care what you do. If you want to show the photo to the whole world? Just do it as long as you are happy. He can endure embarrassment for a year if in return he can see how your eyes sparkle and your little jumps. So he can see how happy you are after being trapped in the past for so long that almost killed the three of you.

⠀⠀ Suguru put his arm around Satoru's shoulders as the two of them walked out of the bathroom, following you. They were standing a few steps away from you— looking at you who were busy looking at the photos hanging on the wall with a camera in one hand and several polaroids in the other. “Yeah, I know. Just bear with it for a while, can you? I want her to stay happy as she is right now,” said Suguru.

⠀⠀ “Sure,” Satoru said and he came over to you— standing behind you with his arms around your waist. He kissed your cheek and helped you stick some polaroids to the wall—where there were so many photos of the three of you together.

⠀⠀  “Here, let me help you,” you said.

⠀⠀  Satoru who was sitting in the chair in front of your dressing table closed his eyes and looked up. You slowly put the mask on his face. You poured the remaining serum from the mask and rubbed it on Satoru's neck. “Done,” you said and smiled contentedly. Satoru opened his eyes and turned to the right side where the mirror was. He chuckled softly when he saw his face making you and Suguru laugh too.

⠀⠀  Currently, the three of you are in front of the mirror. Suguru with a face mask with a panda pattern, Satoru with a cat pattern and you with a rabbit pattern. You tied Satoru and Suguru's bangs up with black hair ties with cherries, just like you. “God, we look so cute,” you said, giggling again. Satoru took out his phone and opened the camera app.

⠀⠀  ⠀“Love, look here,” he said to you and Suguru. He raised his hand in front of him, just enough to reveal you, Suguru and him. “Say cheese,” he said, pursing his lips. Simultaneously you and Suguru followed what Satoru ordered. “I'm gonna send this to the group, Nanami must be jealous because he has no girlfriend,” said Satoru and laughed slyly while typing something on his cellphone. “Satoru, you should leave Nanami alone, poor guy,” said Suguru, smiling.

⠀⠀  ⠀“Never,” Satoru said without taking his eyes off the phone. The purple-eyed man just shook his head and then looked at you. “I'm gonna prepare some snacks before we watch the movies, pick one for us, would you princess?” he asked softly while rubbing your head. You nodded and smiled at him. “Good,” and with that Suguru left the room leaving you and Satoru behind.

⠀⠀  Your gaze returned to Satoru as he let out a small chuckle. “What's so funny, babe?” you ask. He lifted his head from the phone briefly to look at you before looking back at the flat object in his hand. “It's always so funny to see our students' reactions, Yuji says we look cute and happy. Oh, just how I wish to have more students like Yuji. Those brats are always being mean to me,” he said, ending with an annoyed chuckle. Hearing this you scoffed which made the white-haired man raise his head and narrow his eyes at you. “It's because you always annoy them, honey,” you say.

⠀⠀  Satoru shook his head, “Nah, they're just sucks.”

⠀⠀  You just shook your head slowly. “Come on, let's pick a movie before Suguru. I swear, he always picks the worst movies ever,” you said and pulled Satoru out of the room. At the same time, Suguru came out of the kitchen with a tray containing fruit and several small bowls containing melted chocolate with various flavors. “Satoru, go bring the rest here,” he ordered.

⠀⠀  “Yes, sir!”

⠀⠀  Suguru prepared lots of snacks for the three of you. Candy, fruit, chocolate, chips and many more. He prepared more sweet foods considering how Satoru was so crazy about them. Everything was neatly arranged on a table in the tent around a sofa bed that Satoru had made with cloth and blankets, decorating it with fairy lights.

⠀⠀  You lay your body between Satoru and Suguru with your legs intertwined. Suguru had one hand behind his head and the other behind your neck, while Satoru had both hands behind his head. The three of you's eyes focused on the TV which was showing a film. You watch in silence while occasionally throwing in comments about what's happening in the movie—mostly it's Satoru.

⠀⠀  “Do you know why she always gets her heart broken?” Satoru asked without taking his eyes off the TV. “Why?” You asked without looking at him and too focused on seeing what was in front of you. “Because her tits are small, that's why she gets her heart broken so easily, no airbag to supports her emotions,” he said. Hearing that, you and Suguru laughed, making the man with six eyes frown.

⠀⠀  “That's the stupidest thing you've ever said Satoru,” said Suguru. For a moment he threw a grin at the man and looked back at the TV. You just laughed at Satoru who rolled his eyes and pouted. Focus back on the movie a second later. You spend your nights like that. Watch lots of movies, listen to Satoru's chatter, eat snacks, and relax with your lover.

⠀⠀ Not thinking about tomorrow, too uncaring. You just enjoy the time you have now— with the two people you love so much. Feeling the warmth and tenderness from Suguru, and feeling the joy and laughter from Satoru. Your life is perfect, your lover is perfect. They enjoy every moment with you. Where they don't have to keep their title as the strongest and just be a 28-year-old man. Separated from the world outside and busy with their world inside the house is full of you and your relationship.

⠀⠀  Everything's perfect with you.

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[chosok-amo]

TAKING CARE OF YOU? EASYYYY

satoru gojo, suguru geto. just a day of your life as the girlfriend of the strongest sorcerer.

⠀⠀⠀⠀your face hit the bed first after Satoru pulled his dick out of your throbbing pussy. your chest going up and down when you try to breathe normally— eyes half-closed. Satoru and Suguru lay their bodies on your sides— Suguru on your right and Satoru on your left. Both of them were also breathing heavily with their eyes half open. Suguru pulled the blanket over the three of you before he kissed your sweat-drenched forehead.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“My love, you're doing a good job,” he whispered.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru wrapped his arms around your body and pulled you closer until your naked bodies were pressed together. He kissed your back a few times before pressing his cheek against your back. “I love you,” he said with his eyes closed. “Let's sleep for a while, I'm so tired,” he continued as he tightened his arms. You just nodded in response and let yourself fall asleep between your two lovers. Too tired to respond and open your eyes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru is awakened by a delicious smell coming from outside the bedroom. He blinked several times trying to accept the light of the bedroom lights that pierced into his blue eyes. He opened his eyes and turned to his side— finding Suguru no longer on the bed and you still sleeping soundly in his arms. Satoru pushed aside the strands of hair that covered your face so he could see your face more clearly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your cheeks are red, your slightly swollen lips are parted to let out a soft snore, and your breathing is even— you look like an angel. He smiled to himself feeling the warmth of seeing you now. There was nothing Satoru needed anymore in this world after he found you and Suguru. Living together as lovers, spending time together no matter what people think of your relationship. Of course not everyone can accept your relationship, two men with one woman, that's not natural. But he doesn't care as long as Suguru and you stay by his side, he will happily spend his life in view and be labeled as abnormal.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru slowly removed his arms from you and got up from the bed. He paused to look at you again, taking in every inch of your naked body before he covered it with the blanket, not wanting you to get cold. Even so, he picked up his black boxers that were lying on the floor and put them on. After that, he stepped out into the kitchen. Suguru can be seen busy cutting vegetables. Now he looks fresher— wearing a black sweatshirt and sweatpants, and his long hair is half tied.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“You awake?” he asked as he caught Satoru walking towards him. “Uhum,” Satoru answered, kissing the black-haired man's cheek for a moment before he opened the fridge to get a bottle of water. “Is she awake?” he asked again while throwing Satoru a moment's glance. “Not yet, she's still asleep. She looks so tired,” he answered and chuckled as his mind recalled what the three of you were doing a moment ago.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The black-haired man chuckled lowly as he nodded his head, knowing that you were going to be sore when you woke up and that would leave you in a sour mood for the rest of the day. But he knew that Satoru just didn’t have any restraint, and that was something he loved about the white-haired man. “We should let her sleep a bit more,” Satoru commented as he continued to cut the vegetables. As he did, he felt slender arms wrap around his waist from behind and a body press up against his back.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru smirked a knowing smile at Satoru's last words. “You sure did it rougher than usual. You two were up quite late… or should I say all night that I had to join you two.” Satoru shrugged, taking a sip of water. “You know how I get when she’s away for a mission.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Ah, so was it revenge sex then?”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Shut up,” Satoru rolled his eyes, smiling.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at Satoru’s words. He loved seeing how desperate and needy the white-haired man became whenever you spent a night away, and he couldn’t help but tease him about it. He cut the vegetables into the pot with a smug smile on his face. “I know you were counting the minutes for her return,” he teased, knowing how badly Satoru wanted you in his arms.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Yeah keep talking, you act like you're not waiting for her,” Suguru drew a little laugh, amused by the pout that formed on Satoru's lips. Suguru shrugged casually. “Well, yeah, I was counting the seconds until she got back,” he admitted as he placed the knife down. “But I’m not as desperate as you,” he teased, poking fun at the fact that Satoru was the clingiest of the three of you. Satoru groans, “Let the man be happy with his lovers.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled and turned his body to face Satoru. “Oh, I know you’re happy,” he replied with a playful smirk, resting his back against the marble countertop as he looked up into the white-haired man’s eyes. “You were just as whiny as ever last night.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru groaned in response, taking another sip of water as he leaned his hip against the counter. “I was not whining,” he protested, although he knew that it wouldn’t get past Suguru. Those nights you were away from them were always the longest and most torturous for Satoru, who always found a way to take his neediness out on Suguru.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The black-haired man chuckled, knowing how easily Satoru could get frustrated and angry when you were away on missions alone. Sometimes Suguru believed it was the possessiveness in him coming out. “At least you were able to let out all of your frustrations on her at once,” he commented before letting out a yelp when he felt Satoru pinch the skin on his waist.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled as Suguru yelped at the pinch on his skin, enjoying how sensitive the black-haired man was. “And I could have more of her if you didn’t interrupt,” he quipped, grabbing his friend by the hip and pulling him closer.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru rolls his eyes as he heard Satoru’s response. He put a hand on top of Satoru’s hands that were wrapped around his waist and patted it a few times before going back to preparing the food. “Maybe you should have been a little more careful. You know she’s gonna whine about it when she wakes up and realises she’s sore,” he said in a teasing tone.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru groaned as Suguru turned his attention back to cooking. He knew that the black-haired man had a point. You would be whining and complaining about being sore when you finally woke up, and he would have no choice but to listen to your complaints with the knowledge that he was the cause of it all. “Ugh, I just hope she doesn’t wake up complaining,” he grumbled, his grip on Suguru’s hip tightening slightly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀As soon as the words leave Satoru's mouth, a faint “fuck!” could be heard from your shared bedroom. Satoru winced at the sound of you muttering curse words in the bedroom. He didn’t need to be told that you were awake, and already complained about being sore. “There she is,” he said under his breath, groaning as he braced himself for your inevitable complaints.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru turned his head back to look at his lover and smiled. “Go take a bath with her and I'll call you guys when dinner is ready,” said Suguru, kissing Satoru briefly on the lips. “Okay,” the white-haired man said before he walked out of the kitchen towards your bedroom, where you were.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled and nodded at Suguru’s words before making his way to the bedroom. When he opened the door, he found you sitting up in bed, massaging the muscles of your inner thighs while your other hand pinched the bridge of your nose in frustration. The blanket is tucked under your armpit, your hair looks messy, and sleepy lines are visible on your skin. Satoru smiled widely at the sight of you. He couldn’t hold back his smirk at the sight of you so frustrated. “Morning, love,” he greeted teasingly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru smiled at your response as your eyes shot a glare at him, enjoying how much of a grouchy mess his actions from the night before had made you. He knew he had been a bit aggressive during your night of reunion, and as much as he felt bad for causing you this soreness, a part of him liked that he had been the one to make you so sore.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He was expecting this kind of reaction, but seeing how annoyed you were just made him want to tease you even more. He walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge, looking down at you with an innocent smile. "What’s got you so frustrated this morning?” he asked, his tone dripping with mock concern.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You narrowed your eyes at Satoru's mock concern, seeing right through his innocent smile. "You know damn well what's got me so frustrated," you replied, the irritation evident in your voice. "You were all over me last night with absolutely no restraint, and now I can barely move without feeling like I've been hit by a truck."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru’s smirk only grew wider as he heard your comment. He knew he had been rougher than usual last night, but he couldn’t help himself. You had been away on a mission longer than usual, and he missed you. “Did I really make you that sore?” he asked, feigning innocence as he placed a hand on your thigh.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled as he watched you express your frustrations, finding your grumpy pout to be incredibly adorable. "Come on, you should know by now that I can't help myself when it comes to you," he said, placing a hand on your bare thigh, and giving you a gentle squeeze. "I just couldn't get enough of you last night. I was craving you all week."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your frustration started to melt away slightly at his words, and a small part of you loved the way he was being clingy and attention-seeking this morning. But you still couldn't help but grumble. "Well, your craving left me with a body that feels like it's been hit by a train, so excuse me for feeling annoyed," you mumbled.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled once again, his hand tracing small circles on your thigh. He knew he was in trouble, but he couldn't help but find your grumpy expression adorable. "I'm sorry, love. I didn't mean to leave you sore," he said, trying to sound sincere though it was difficult with the smile that was fighting to form on his lips.

⠀⠀⠀⠀ “Did you sleep well, love?” he asked. You looked up at him with your innocent face and nodded, throwing him a small smile. Satoru smiled warmly at your response, enjoying the feeling of you snuggling up against him. "That's good," he said, his hand gently rubbing your back. "How are you feeling though? Are your muscles still sore?" he asked, his voice laced with faux concern.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You nodded, your lips forming a pout as you looked up at him. “I feel like I can't feel my legs,” you said softly, your voice carrying a hint of a whine.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru laughs a little, unable to hold back his amusement at your answer. He knew he had been quite rough with you last night, and it seemed like he might have done a bit too much. "I guess I got a little carried away, huh?" he said, his voice filled with mock innocence.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You grumbled in response, still feeling frustrated at the way you were feeling. "A little?" you mumbled, your expression turning into a scowl. “More like completely out of control, now I can't even walk straight," you added, poking his chest to emphasize your point. “Your idea of a little bit of restraint is very different from mine,” you mutter, tightly wrapping your arms around Satoru's waist.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru let out a small laugh as you wrapped your arms around his waist, finding it cute how you were still clinging onto him despite your annoyance. "I just couldn't help myself," he said, his hand rubbing your back in a soothing motion. "You were away for so long, and I missed you so much. I just couldn't hold back once I had you all to myself," he explained, his voice filled with a hint of feigned innocence.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your hands gently caressed Satoru's washboard abs through the fabric of his clothes, savoring the firm contours beneath your fingertips. "It's okay," you murmured softly, your voice filled with a tender reassurance that contrasted with the strength you felt under your touch.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru smiled and kissed the top of your head, relishing in the fact that you were being so forgiving of his actions from last night. "You're too good to me, love," he murmured, his hand continuing to rub your back. “I promise I'll be gentle next time.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You chuckled slightly, not entirely convinced by his promise, knowing Satoru’s tendency to get too carried away with his desires. “Yeah, sure you will," you said, rolling your eyes jokingly. “I've heard that promise countless times before.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru sat himself next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close. “Hello,” you said quietly, your voice deeper than usual. You kissed Satoru's cheek making him smile even wider. “You like me that much, do you?” he teased as he tucked your hair behind your ear and captured your cheek. You nod and say, “Very much.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Come on, sweetheart, let's have a bath,” he kissed your forehead affectionately.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You nodded and softly asked, “Suguru?”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“He's already in the shower and making dinner. He'll call us when it's ready,” Satoru assured you. He gently lifted you into the bathroom and settled you into the bathtub, which was filled with warm water, before seating himself behind you. “Feeling better, love?” he asked, pressing a kiss to your head. You nodded, closing your eyes and leaning back against Satoru's comforting embrace.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You let out a small sigh of relief as you leaned back against Satoru's chest in the warm, soothing water of the bathtub. Despite the soreness in your body, being enveloped in his embrace felt comforting and familiar. You hummed quietly in response to his question, enjoying the gentle feeling of his lips against your head. "Yeah, I'm feeling much better now," you said softly, feeling the tension in your muscles beginning to melt away.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You let out a low moan as Satoru's skilled hands began to massage your shoulders, the warmth of the water working together to soothe your sore muscles. "Yeah, you definitely did," you replied with a hint of mock annoyance in your voice. "But I guess I should have expected it after you were all over me like a madman last night."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled and continued massaging your shoulders, his fingers working their magic on your tense muscles. He knew he had been a little too eager last night, but he couldn't help himself. "What can I say? I was just dying to have you all to myself," he said, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. "And once I had you in my arms, I couldn't resist," he added, his lips grazing your ear as he spoke.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of Satoru's strong hands working away the soreness in your muscles. His words made you chuckle, but you couldn’t deny the truth in them. "Well, I can't really blame you for that," you replied, leaning your head back against his chest. "After being away for so long, I was just as eager to feel your touch again."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru smiled at your words, his hands moving lower to your collarbones. "Is that so?" he said, his voice slightly huskier as he continued massaging your skin. He loved hearing you admit how much you had missed him, how much you had longed for his touch. It gave him a sense of satisfaction and ownership, knowing that you were just as desperate for him as he was for you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Mm-hmm.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru continued his gentle massaging motion on your collarbones, enjoying the small sounds of pleasure that escaped your lips. He knew he had you completely wrapped around his finger, and he reveled in that power. “You sounded so beautiful last night,” he whispered, his lips brushing against your neck. “I couldn’t get enough of you.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Shut up, let me relax,” you tap his thigh with a little smile on your lips. Satoru chuckled at your reaction, amused by your attempt to shut him up. "Alright, alright," he said with a smirk. "I'll let you relax." His hands continued to work their magic on your muscles, but he couldn't help but add in a little tease. "But you can't blame me for wanting to talk about how much I couldn't keep my hands off you last night," he said, his lips gently nipping at your neck.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled as you tapped his thigh and playfully told him to shut up. He knew he was annoying you, but he couldn’t help but tease you a bit. “Oh, come on,” he said, his voice filled with mock offense. “I was just trying to express how much I appreciate hearing your beautiful moans.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Finding your attempt to play it cool amusing, he continued, “Can't a guy compliment his girl without her getting all shy on him?” he teased, his hands moving to massage your shoulders once again. “But okay, I'll let you relax,” he said, a hint of a playful tone still in his voice.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the heat that was rising in your cheeks at his compliment. You knew he was just trying to get a rise out of you, but it was difficult to remain unaffected when he spoke so blatantly. Leaning your head back against his shoulder. Despite your attempt to sound unamused, a small smile played on your lips, “Just give me a moment to rest, then you can go back to being your annoying self.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled at your response, knowing that he was getting the reaction he wanted out of you. He found it adorable how you tried to play coy and act like his words weren’t affecting you, but the blush on your cheeks and the small smile on your lips betrayed your true feelings. “Of course, love,” he said, his hands continuing to massage your shoulders gently. “I’ll be a good boy and give you a moment to rest. But just know, I’ll be back to my 'annoying self' in no time.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀The two of you spent the time in peaceful silence, savoring each other's company. Satoru poured water over your body, occasionally lathering it with gentle soap. He even helped wash your hair, which had become a bit oily from sweat. So engrossed in each other, you didn't realize you'd been in the bathroom for nearly half an hour until Suguru appeared.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Haven't done yet?” He asked.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You were so lost in the soothing comfort of the warm water and Satoru's gentle touches, that you hadn't even noticed how much time had passed. When Suguru's voice suddenly interrupted the peaceful silence, you were startled for a moment. “Uh, not yet,' Satoru replied with a sheepish grin, looking up at Suguru. "We got a little carried away."

⠀⠀⠀⠀He glanced at you and Satoru from the doorway before stepping inside. Squatting next to the bathtub, he looked at you with a soft smile on his lips. “Feel better, my love? did Satoru take good care of you?” he asked— rubbing your wet head gently. You smiled in return. Satoru rolled his eyes at his lover's question. “Since when I'm not taking good care of her?” his protest was accompanied by a pout.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You chuckled at Satoru's pout, knowing he was just being overdramatic. "He did fine," you replied, shooting Satoru a knowing glance. "Just a little overly enthusiastic, as always."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckles at your response, ruffling your wet hair affectionately before turning his attention to Satoru. "I'm just making sure he's not being too rough with you," he joked, knowing full well that Satoru tended to get carried away. "After all, you're still a bit sore."

⠀⠀⠀⠀Ignoring the protests, Suguru said, “Dinner is ready, finish it and go out, hm? I made you your favourite.” He kissed your forehead and got up, turning his gaze to Satoru. “Dress her something warm, it's raining heavily right now, don't want her to get cold,” he said, sounding more like an order to Satoru which made his lips move further forward.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru grumbled slightly under his breath, knowing that Suguru always had a knack for lecturing him. But he couldn’t stay annoyed for long, not when his beloved was right there in front of him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Alright, alright,” he said, nodding at Suguru’s instructions. “I’ll dress her warmly, don’t worry.” He turned his attention back to you, a hint of mischief in his eyes. “Though, I might dress you in something a little more... distracting.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Satoru..” Suguru's stern voice warns him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru couldn’t help but crack a sly grin when he heard Suguru’s stern tone. He knew he was pushing his luck, but he loved to tease him. “What? I’m just kidding,” he said, holding up his hands in a mock surrender. “I’ll dress her in something warm, I promise. But don’t be surprised if I happen to pick something a little revealing.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“No, Satoru, no something revealing. We all know you're gonna get all touchy and start things again,” Suguru words flying around as he stood up and looked at the white-haired boy. Satoru let out a dramatic sigh at Suguru's response, feigning annoyance. "You take all the fun out," he grumbled. "But fine, fine. I'll choose something that won't give me any... ideas."

⠀⠀⠀⠀He couldn’t help but send a sly wink your way, making it obvious that he had no intention of keeping his hands to himself. “No, Satoru, no something revealing. We all know you're gonna get all touchy and start things again.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru pouted like a child being denied a sweet. “But it's so much more fun when she's wearing something sexy,“ he protested, his voice laced with mock disappointment.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru rolled his eyes at Satoru's antics, knowing that he was just trying to get a rise out of him. “No, Satoru,” he said firmly. “You're not dressing her up in something revealing. She needs to stay warm and comfortable, not be a distraction for you.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled, still amused by the prospect of dressing you in something provocative. “Oh come on, Su,” he said, trying to play it off as a joke. “I’m just teasing. I’ll dress her in something warm and comfortable, I promise.” But even as he spoke, his mind was already wandering, imagining you in something that would turn both his and Suguru’s heads.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru rolled his eyes at Satoru's words, knowing full well that he was only partially telling the truth. “You better keep that promise,” he said firmly, leaving no room for argument.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Don't even think about it,” he warned Satoru, his tone stern. “No distractions, remember? She needs rest and warmth, not a bunch of sexy outfits that will have you both getting all frisky again.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled once again, his mind still racing with naughty thoughts. He knew he had to act cool and responsible in front of Suguru, but it was hard to contain his own desires. Especially when he had you, all wet and vulnerable right in front of him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru shook his head, knowing exactly what was going on in Satoru's mind. He knew that his lover was always thinking up some plan to get things riled up. Suguru knew that look in Satoru’s eyes all too well. He could tell that Satoru was already plotting something in his mind, even as he spoke. “If I find out you put her in something revealing, I’m going to kick you in the ass,” he warned, his tone stern.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru rolled his eyes in annoyance and put his hands up in mock surrender. “I promise I’ll be good, Su. No revealing clothing, I swear.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀"Bossy," Satoru remarked. Suguru chuckled, shaking his head slightly as he ruffled Satoru's white hair before leaving.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru rolled his eyes once again, annoyed by Suguru's bossy tone. But he knew better than to argue with him, especially when it came to taking care of you. As Suguru walked out of the bathroom, Satoru huffed and turned his attention back to you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"He's such a pain in the ass sometimes," he mumbled, rinsing off the soap from your hair. "Always treating me like I'm some kind of child who can't take care of you properly." You chuckled at Satoru’s annoyance, finding his pouty face endearing. “Well, you do have a tendency to be a handful sometimes,” you teased, knowing his dislike for being babied by Suguru.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“And besides,” you added, leaning back against his chest, “I actually kinda like it when he gets bossy like that. Makes me feel kinda hot, you know...” you smiled at the white-haired boy as his brows pinched together.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh, now you find that hot?” he protested.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your confession made Satoru’s pout turn into a small frown. “Are you saying you prefer it when he bosses you around?” he asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice. Despite his confident and cocky demeanor, there was always a small twinge of insecurity when it came to Suguru.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You chuckled at his expression, finding it amusing how quickly he had gone from teasing to pouty. “Relax, love,” you said, running your fingers through his hair. “You know I like it when you get bossy too.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru couldn’t help but soften at your words, knowing that you were right. He loved being bossy and possessive with you, taking pride in being the dominant one in their relationship. But he also knew that you found it just as hot when Suguru got dominant too.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He grumbled under his breath, still pouting slightly. “Yeah, yeah, I know. But still, doesn’t mean I like him giving me orders all the time,” he muttered. “I’m the one who’s supposed to be in control here, dammit.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You snort, “Whatever floats your boat, baby.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru pouted at your snort, slightly offended that you weren’t taking him more seriously. “Hey, don’t mock me,” he protested, his arms wrapping around your waist tighter, pulling you closer to his chest. “Just because you think it’s hot when he gets bossy doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀He let out a small huff, still feeling a twinge of jealousy towards Suguru’s authoritative nature. “I’m just as good at being dominant as him, you know.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You just laugh, “Yeah, alright.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru smiled when he saw Satoru carrying you into the kitchen as he was placing the plates on the dining table. “What happened, sweetheart? can't walk?” He teased as Satoru sat you down on a chair at the dining table. Satoru sat himself next to you and Suguru sat across from the two of you. Hearing that you rolled your eyes. “Yeah? wonder who the cause is,” you answered, shooting the two men a look and a raised eyebrow.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at your snarky comment, knowing full well that he and Satoru were the cause of your soreness. “Sorry, love. Guess we got a bit too rough with you last night,” he said, a hint of smugness in his tone. Satoru smirked next to you, his hand resting possessively on your thigh. “Yeah, but you enjoyed it, didn’t you?” he teased.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You shot the white-haired boy a glare, but you didn't say anything, unwilling to refute his words because deep down, you felt the same way, not so secretly enjoyed whatever had happened the night before.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Don't look at me like that,” Satoru protested, his hand giving your thigh a light squeeze. “It's not my fault you couldn't handle the impact of my ‘technique’ last night.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You let out a small scoff at Satoru’s words, feeling the heat rise in your cheeks at the memory of his ‘technique’. “Oh yeah, like you weren’t enjoying yourself just as much as I was, you hypocrite,” you shot back, rolling your eyes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Don’t pretend like you didn’t go above and beyond with your ‘technique’ last night. You were definitely not holding back,” You added.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled at your response, his hand continuing to rest on your thigh in a possessive manner. “Oh, of course, I was enjoying myself. But I enjoyed hearing your moans just a little more than the ‘impact’ of my technique,” he said in a low, teasing voice.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You couldn't help but blush at Satoru's comment, memories of last night's activities flooding back to you. “Yeah, yeah, whatever,” you muttered, trying to brush off his teasing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at your embarrassed reaction, enjoying the banter between you and Satoru. “Oh, looks like you’ve flustered her, love,” he said, eyeing the two of you with amusement.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“What? Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy hearing her last night too,” Satoru retorted, his hand slowly inching higher up your thigh. Suguru just chuckled again at Satoru's retort, not denying it. “Fair point,” he conceded, eyeing the white-haired boy’s hand on your thigh.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You could feel Satoru’s hand inching higher up your thigh, his fingers drawing small circles on your skin. You shot him a playful glare, both annoyed and aroused at his possessive touch. “Can you go five minutes without being a perv?” you teased.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru just chuckled in response, his hand continuing to wander up your thigh. “I’m not being a perv, I’m just expressing my love and affection,” he protested, a mischievous grin on his lips. Suguru rolled his eyes amusedly from across the table. “Right, because groping your girlfriend at the dinner table is the epitome of romance,” he said dryly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"Shut up, nobody talks to you," you retorted, elbowing Satoru in the stomach and feeling your cheeks flush. The white-haired man kissed your cheek and remarked, "So cruel." Suguru loaded your plate with all your favorite foods, leaving no space untouched. You glanced between your plate and Suguru. "Are you trying to fatten me up, Suguru?" you teased, prompting the man in black to chuckle.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at your teasing question. “What? I just want to ensure you’re healthy and well-fed,” he said with a smile. Satoru, who had recovered from your playful elbow to the stomach, chimed in with a smirk. “Or maybe he just wants to give you a little extra cushioning if he gets too rough in bed again,” he teased.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru smirked at your teasing, amused by your comment. “No, I’m just making sure you’re well-fed,” he said, gesturing to the plate full of food in front of you. You shot Satoru an annoyed glare, knowing full well that his comment was inappropriate. “You're such an ass,” you muttered, trying to hide your embarrassment.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru just laughed, his hand still resting on your thigh before running his filthy mouth again, “He’s always been a bit of a mother hen, hasn't he?” he teased. “Always trying to take care of us and make sure we’re eating enough.” Suguru rolled his eyes at Satoru’s comment, but couldn’t help but smile.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You couldn't help but chuckle at Satoru's comment, knowing it was true. Suguru had always been the more caring and responsible one, always making sure you were well-fed and taken care of.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru shot a look at Satoru, amused but slightly annoyed at his teasing. “Well, someone has to make sure you don’t forget to eat more than instant ramen all the time,” he said, his tone somewhat playful. Even so, you still feel gratitude towards your boyfriend for taking care of you and make sure you eat something healthy. “Thank you, baby,” you pull yourself forward to Suguru to kiss the man.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru smiled fondly at your sweet gesture, his hand reaching out to gently cup your cheek. He leaned in to meet your lips in a gentle kiss, his touch soft and full of affection. Satoru watched the two of you with a mix of amusement and slight jealousy. “Aww, how cute,” he said sarcastically, his hand squeezing your thigh possessively.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru's possessive squeeze on your thigh was becoming a bit much. You shot him a scolding glare and shifted your chair slightly away from him. You felt a small blush rise in your cheeks at Satoru's comment, knowing that he was just trying to get a rise out of you. “Oh shut up,” you mumbled, elbowing him again for good measure.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at your playful interaction with Satoru, clearly amused by your banter. “Just eat, darling. You’ll need your strength for later,” he said with a sly grin. You blushed even more at Suguru's suggestive comment, knowing what he was implying. You quickly focused your attention back on your food, trying to ignore the heat that was building inside you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru, however, was not about to let the comment go unnoticed. He smirked at Suguru’s words, his hand still on your thigh, his fingers absentmindedly tracing along your skin. “Oh, really? Is that a threat or a promise, Su?” he teased.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at Satoru's question, his tone teasing. "Oh, it's a promise, love," he replied, his eyes flickering over to you for a moment before returning to Satoru. You couldn't help but feel a shiver of anticipation run down your spine at his words, your blush deepening. You tried to focus on your food again, but you could feel Satoru's touch growing bolder and more insistent on your thigh. “Oh, shut up, you two!” are the only words you can manage to leave your pretty lips.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru cackled at your outburst, clearly enjoying your flustered state. “Aww, is someone feeling overwhelmed?” he teased, his hand continuing to wander higher up your thigh. Suguru just chuckled at the two of you, his hand reaching out to pat you gently on the head. “Don’t worry, love. We’ll behave… for now, at least,” he said, his voice dripping with mock innocence.

⠀⠀⠀⠀"And please eat a lot baby, no.. you need to eat a lot after burning so many calories earlier," he said with the corners of his lips raised, grinning slightly teasingly at you. “I would be happy honored if I could see your pot belly and big thighs,” said Satoru. His hands pinched the fat on your stomach and rubbed your thighs alternately. “You do?” you asked, throwing him a look. The man nodded confidently, “Of course. Besides, with boobs that big, your body is too skinny,” he said.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You pouted at Satoru's comment, shooting him another glare at his crude phrasing. “You’re such a horndog,” you muttered, annoyed but also slightly amused by his blatant desire for your body.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at Satoru’s words as well but tried to reign in his friend’s vulgarity, gently smacking the back of Satoru’s head. “Behave, love,” he warned, but there was a hint of amused fondness in his tone. “He’s not wrong though,” he chimed in, his hand giving your thigh a light squeeze. “You’re too skinny. You need to eat more.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You arched an eyebrow, eyeing your boyfriends up and down before sassily commenting, “You two are way too big. It's like I'm walking with a fucking pair of beanstalks, no kidding,” you teased, playfully jabbing your fork towards them.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru let out a bark of laughter at your sassy comment, clearly amused by your banter. “Hey, don’t blame us for being born with superior genes,” he said, puffing out his chest boastfully. Suguru chuckled at your feisty attitude and Satoru’s response. “Yeah, we can’t help it if we’re naturally tall and muscular,” he said, flexing his arms jokingly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You rolled your eyes at Suguru and Satoru’s smug responses, feigning annoyance but secretly amused by their banter. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don’t let all that height and muscle go to your heads,” you said, poking at your food with your fork.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru chuckled at your remark, his hand still resting on your thigh. “Oh, trust me, sweetheart. There are other places all that muscle is going right now,” he teased, winking at you suggestively.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You scrunch your nose as you look down at Satoru's crotch, trying to suck your smile before you nailed your elbow on the table and look at the white-haired man, a glint of pure curiosity simmering your irises.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You clear your throat, “Is it true..” you stop for a moment, still persistent in sucking your smile as your finger traces a circle on Satoru's covered chest. “Is it true, with your technique you can..” you take a glance at his crotch once more, “you know, make it bigger?”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru’s face breaks into a cocky grin at your question, clearly enjoying your curiosity. He knew exactly what you were asking about, and he couldn’t help but feel a bit smug about it. “Oh, you’re asking for firsthand experience, are you?” he teases, his hand on your thigh squeezing lightly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru watched the two of you with a mixture of amused and curious expression, clearly finding the conversation entertaining. “Well, that’s a naughty question, sweetheart,” Satoru said, his hand moving to grip your thigh firmly. “But, to answer your question... yes, I can make it any size I want.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru, chuckling at Satoru’s smugness, chimes in. “Yeah, I’d say the rumors are true. His ‘technique’ can make quite a few things bigger,” he teases, his eyes flickering down to Satoru’s crotch and then back to your face.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement at Satoru’s confirmation. You leaned in a bit closer to him, your hand lightly tracing over his chest. “Really?” you asked, your voice a whisper, biting your lower lips. “Can you show it to me, later?” You look up to him and Suguru swiftly, almost pleading.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru’s smile widened at your eagerness and the way your eyes were begging him. “Oh, so impatient, aren’t you?” he teased, his hand squeezing your thigh more firmly now.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chuckled at the interaction, his eyes flickering between the two of you. “Looks like you’ve got a believer on your hands, love,” he said to Satoru, a hint of amusement in his voice. Suguru’s eyes darkened with desire at your gaze, clearly enjoying the fact that you’re asking for something specific. “Don’t worry, love. We’ll show you everything later,” he promises.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Cool,” you mumble, still maintaining eye contact with Satoru and your little devilish smile, “Can't wait.” Satoru chuckled at your devilish grin, loving your anticipation and clearly enjoying the way you were egging both him and Suguru. “Oh, it’ll be worth the wait,” he said confidently, his hand wandering up your thigh even more.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chimed in with a smirk, his eyes flickering with promise. “We’ll make sure of that,” he said, his hand gently patting you on the head. “But for now, finish eating your food, love. You’re going to need your strength for later.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You swallowed, your breath catching in your throat at the promise in Suguru and Satoru's words. You quickly tried to shake off the excitement running through you and resumed eating.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru watched you for a moment, clearly amused by your flustered state, before returning his attention to the food. “You’re adorable when you’re excited,” he teased, his hand still roaming up your thigh. Suguru chuckled at Satoru's comment, his own hand resting on your knee. “Yeah, you can’t hide it, love,” he added, his voice warm and affectionate.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You rolled your eyes at Suguru’s comment, knowing full well what he was implying. You continued to eat your food, but the anticipation was already building within you. Satoru’s hand continued to wander up your thigh, his touch growing more possessive and eager with each passing moment. He could tell that you were getting worked up, and he was clearly enjoying the effect he was having on you.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru, on the other hand, was calmly sipping his drink, watching the two of you with a satisfied smile on his face. Satoru's hand moved even higher up your thigh, his touches growing bolder and more insistent. He could feel the heat emanating from your body and it was driving him wild.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru, however, was content to sit back and watch the show unfold before him. His eyes flicked between the two of you, taking in every little reaction and change in your expression. You could feel a mix of embarrassment and excitement coursing through you as you continued to eat, your mind filled with thoughts of what would come next.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You tried to keep your composure and continue eating, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate on the food in front of you. With Satoru's hand on your thigh and the intense desire radiating from him, it was becoming more and more difficult to distract yourself.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru, still watching you with a smirk, raised an eyebrow at your struggle. "Something on your mind, love?" he asked, amused by your attempts to appear unaffected. Satoru chuckled at your shaking head, his hand still roaming up your thigh. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear, “You’re not fooling anyone, princess. We can tell you’re struggling.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru chimed in, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness. “Yeah, we can see right through those little attempts to act nonchalant.” You glanced swiftly at your boyfriends, raising your eyebrows as if feigning ignorance about what they were discussing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Eeehh fuck,” You rolled your eyes and nonchalantly shrugged your shoulders, “Whatever, I'm a slut anyway,” you mindlessly throwing your fork to the plate before taking a fist of Satoru's shirt and crashing your lips with his. Satoru chuckled at your defiant response, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He wasn't expecting your sudden boldness but he definitely wasn't complaining.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He quickly melted into the kiss, his hand gripping your thigh possessively. He kissed you back eagerly, his tongue slipping into your mouth in a desperate attempt to deepen the kiss. Suguru chuckled at your feigned ignorance and the way you had suddenly grabbed Satoru, clearly enjoying the show. He leaned back in his chair, watching you with a satisfied smirk.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You continued to kiss Satoru passionately, your hand still gripping his shirt, pulling him closer to you. You could feel the heat emanating from his body, a clear indication of his desire for you. Suguru watched the two of you intently, enjoying the sight of you and Satoru locked in an intense kiss. He took a casual sip from his drink, still wearing a smirk on his face.

⠀⠀⠀⠀

[chosok-amo]

NOW I KNOW: GOJO SATORU , GETO SUGURU

gojo satoru pranks—by pretending he died— his girlfriend which leads her to have a mental breakdown and panic attack.

warning content : poly!satosugu, angst, panic attacks, mental breakdowns, harsh words, and I forget.

words count : 3,1k

PLEASE LISTEN TO THE SONG UNTIL THE END

⠀⠀⠀⠀You unlock the door to your shared apartment with your boyfriends, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru before removing your shoes and slipping onto your home sandals. You raise your eyebrow, confused about how quiet your apartment is. No sound of TV, no sound of Satoru's laugh, just nothing, like nobody's ever lived there. “Satoru?” you called his name, knowing damn well he is home because you saw his shoes and his home sandals are gone.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You went to the kitchen to check the whereabouts of the snow-white-haired man but to no avail. Your forehead furrowed even more before you finally chose to go to his room. Your steps stopped for a moment when you saw the door to your shared bedroom slightly open. It looked dark inside, you could see all the curtains covering the bedroom windows. “Satoru, you there?” you ask. Hesitantly you stepped inside and stopped in the middle of the room once you were inside. Look around in the dark.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Silence.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You carried your feet around your shared bedroom until your steps stopped when you heard a puddle of water. Being a Jujutsu Sorcerer makes you very sensitive even to the sound of dripping water. When you were about to walk back to turn on the light, you tripped over something on the floor, causing you to fall. “What the fuck? I swear I already told Satoru to clean the room. God, he is always so messy,” you grumbled in annoyance. You looked down to see what was soaking your feet and sandals, but all you saw was darkness. Raise your hand towards the light switch and move your index finger up and suddenly the light turns on.

⠀⠀⠀⠀As the light enveloped the room, your heartbeat stopped for a moment. Red, that's what's in your sight. Red, all over the floor. With your position currently kneeling with both hands on the floor, your gaze falls on the figure who is now lying in front of you— in the red puddle. His blue eyes looked at you coldly as if they no longer showed any life. Your heart stops for a moment, as does your breathing before it finally starts beating again, beating faster than it should, so fast that you feel like it's trying to jump out of your body, so fast that it makes you sick.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru lay there, silent, just silent. You never expected this, but at that moment you really wanted to hear Satoru's annoying laugh, but to no avail. Only silence fills the room, the hollows of you. It's so quiet it makes you nauseous. And in a matter of seconds, all the memories of your school days invaded your frail body, trying to rush in and remind you of the Star Plasma incident that almost killed the three of you. You seemed to see how Satoru was lying in a pool of blood for the second time now.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You sat up, “N-no!” you whispered.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Dragging yourself away from Satoru panic began to creep in. The more you panic, the more you try to get away, and the more blood follows you—carving the floor from your clothes being stained with its red liquid. Your eyes opened wide—staring in horror at your hands and clothes, which now had many red spots. “N-no, no, no, no!” you mumbled as you roughly rubbed your skin, trying to get rid of the red. You kept rubbing and rubbing, rubbing it on your clothes. But in your eyes, it was as if the blood never disappeared even after you threw your clothes away until only your underwear remained. But the feeling of the liquid on your skin never goes away.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Frightened and panicked, you brought yourself to curl up in your seat. Your head almost touched the floor because your body was so curled up. Suddenly your head feels very full, the sound of explosions, destruction, gunshots—your ears, head and eyes all feel full as if you were back in that time. You looked back at Satoru and Suguru who were almost dead. But this time it felt like time was running slowly—as if the memories had come to torment you even more deeply than they should.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You can't hear anything. You couldn't hear Satoru who was now standing not far away from you and laughing. His other hand was holding his stomach and the other was pointing at you, pointing out how ridiculous you were. “Haha! You should see the look on your face,” he said. But he didn't get any response other than you continuing to mumble 'No, no, no, please'. You're too busy covering your ears and curling up. You keep moaning and crying in fear, and panic. Satoru's laughter died down when he realized your panic attack was recurring.

⠀⠀⠀⠀He crouched in front of you, his hands holding your arms. “Hey? Y/n, I'm sorry. Fuck! I'm so sorry. I—” He was unable to continue his words—felt as if his throat had been blocked by a large boulder. “Love, I'm— I'm sorry, please—” Satoru hugged your shaking body. His wide hands rubbed your head and back alternately—something that used to calm you down and right now it seemed like it meant nothing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru was too focused on you that he didn't notice the presence of another person entering the apartment until finally his body was pushed backwards. He blinked his eyes several times before he realized that Suguru was now crouching in front of your weak body. “What the fuck is going on?!” he asked angrily as he looked at the now-naked you and Satoru alternately. Panic filled his soul when he saw the pool of blood, also on you and Satoru.

⠀⠀⠀⠀But Satoru couldn't answer, his tongue was tied— he felt ashamed of himself and his two lovers for his attitude. He could only lower his head. “Satoru!” Suguru snapped. The man who was usually gentle and friendly, never raised his voice, now looked so angry. His purple eyes were fiery, the veins on his forehead bulging themselves, the skin on his face was red. Suguru carried your body to the bathroom, sat you in the bathtub and turned on the water. His heart hurts seeing you who keep trying to remove the red spots that stick to your skin.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Hey.. love, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here,” Suguru cupped your cheeks— forcing you to look at him. Your eyes darted here and there, searching for Suguru's whereabouts until you could slowly look him in the eye. “S—Suguru.. you— S—satoru.. he— he..” you said, stuttering. Your chest is still moving up and down, you still look scared and panicked, and your tears won't stop streaming down your face. Suguru nodded, with his two thumbs continuing to wipe your tears he said, “He's okay, Satoru is fine, I'm fine, we are fine,” he whispered.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“N—no, Suguru! H.. he's dead! D—did you.. did you not— see him? l-look!” you repeatedly choked on air, making your voice keep cutting out. You raised both your hands towards Suguru—showing them to him as if the red liquid was still stuck there even though it was gone. “His blood is all over me, how can you not see it?! P—please Suguru, help.. help him,” You begged—rubbing your hands with water hoping it would wash away the blood stuck there, on your reflection.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please, sweetheart..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru looked at you in pity, he felt sick. It's like you're losing your mind, your eyes can't focus on one point. You kept muttering about the blood on your hands, about Satoru being dead even though the man was standing in the doorway with tears rolling down his cheeks and pensive but you couldn't seem to see him. The trauma you experienced a few years ago was too busy working to damage you until you couldn't differentiate between reality and what wasn't.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“S—Suguru, please! Why— why aren't you doing anything? Please.. call Shoko! M—maybe.. maybe she can help, r-right ?! she..she can— Suguru!”

⠀⠀⠀⠀A slap landed on Suguru's cheek but you didn't realize it—it was too chaotic in your mind. Satoru's eyes widened as he looked at Suguru who was silent—just looking at you with tears forming in his eyes and letting you shake his body as if asking him to come to his senses.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Unable to stand it any longer, Satoru with all his strength forced his legs to take a step closer. He got into the bathtub and sat in the other corner. Slowly, with great hesitation, he touched your hand until you averted your gaze from Suguru. “S-satoru..” you whispered. Smiling weakly, the man looked at you as he pulled you closer.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Y-you're alive! S-satoru, you're...—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm here, I'm here my love.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru hugged you, wrapping your shaking body in his muscular arms. “Sshhh.. it's okay, it's okay. Everything is alright now, I'm here, Suguru is here. We're fine, it's okay now my love. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry,” Satoru whispered—his eyes looking at Suguru who was already staring at him blankly. One of his hands continued to rub your head which was now pressed against his chest. Satoru didn't stop saying sorry, continued to kiss your head, hugged your body which slowly started to stop shaking. Your breathing is no longer rushed, your cries are no longer audible, your lips no longer make mumbling sounds.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The three of you remained in that position until you finally fell asleep. “She's asleep,” Suguru said quietly, his voice hoarse than usual. He leaned over to hug you and carried you out of the bathtub. Satoru came out and took a towel, wanting to dry your body.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Let me—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“No Satoru! You've done enough," said Suguru coldly. So with that he came out of the bathroom with you in his arms leaving the white haired man alone.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Satoru coughed until a little blood came out of his mouth. He could taste the taste of metal on his tongue. Never in his mind would he be in the position he was in now— lying on the floor with Suguru towering over him standing next to him and punching him in the face. “What the fuck were you thinking?” he asked angrily. Satoru looked up at the ceiling, “It's a joke.. I.. thought—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“The joke was supposed to be funny, but nobody's laughing Satoru! Nobody! Look at the effect of your stupid little joke! look at her? Is that funny to you? To see like that?! Fuck—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru was no longer able to continue his words. He brushed his black hair back as he stepped away and sat on a chair at the dining table. His gaze glanced at his clenched left hand—the knuckles were red and there was a bit of Satoru's blood there.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm not strong enough to lose her, Satoru.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I'm sorry.”

⠀⠀⠀⠀Suguru raised his head to look at the white-haired man who was now covering his face with both hands. Satoru was crying, he was sobbing. As much as he was angry with Satoru, Suguru knew that he didn't mean for this to happen. He didn't intentionally do what he did. He knew how regretful the snow-white-haired man was. He knew how seeing your condition earlier hurt Satoru as much as it hurt him. And the two of them just remained silent for a moment, lost in their cries.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The light in your eyes goes out.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The thing your two lovers were afraid of happened. For several days you were just silent, you never said a word. You don't look at your lover, you don't smile, you don't hug them like you usually do, you don't argue with Satoru like you used to, you don't help tie Suguru's hair like you used to, you no longer teach your students at Jujutsu High, just nothing.

⠀⠀⠀⠀When you eat dinner together, you never touch your food, you just look out the window in silence. You no longer sleep together with them, it's just you in bed alone and one of your two lovers will be on guard until you wake up. Just so that when you're having a panic attack one of them will be there for you. Today one thing is certain, you always wake up because of nightmares.

⠀⠀⠀⠀That night Satoru was on guard while Suguru slept on the sofa across the room. He sat on the couch facing the bed— towards you. He had one hand supporting his chin and his gaze never moved from you. Until he saw your body suddenly stiffen. Your eyes widened and stared at the ceiling. But at your glance, just as you opened your eyes you found Satoru hovering not far above you. You face each other. You saw Satoru floating there with those eyes— eyes that showed nothing but emptiness, lifelessness.

⠀⠀⠀⠀There were many wounds on his body, on his face. You felt the blood drip down your face, one by one falling from the wound on Satoru's forehead onto your cheek. You blinked your eyes several times, getting faster with each blink. And the blood dripping seemed to get faster and faster like a rainstorm hitting your face until you were no longer able to open your eyes. You screamed in fear but on the other hand, Satoru saw you growling softly—looking so scared.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Your eyes were tightly closed with veins bulging on your forehead. Your breath moves quickly, causing your chest to rise and fall in sync. “Hey, hey, hey, Y/n, it's okay..” Satoru sat down next to you. His hands pushed your sweat-drenched hair back and caressed your cheek, cupping it. He kept calling your name until finally your eyes suddenly widened. Your pupils fluttered as you looked at Satoru who looked worried. Under the dim lights of the bedroom, you could see his blue eyes shining—like always.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“S—satoru..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You hugged him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him close. You hugged him so tight as if your whole life depended on it. Your tears broke. Satoru climbed onto the bed— sat in the middle of it, and pulled you between his legs as he hugged you tightly. “I'm scared Satoru.. I— I thought I lost you forever.. I.. I can't breathe, Satoru I—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Sshhh, darling. I’m not going anywhere, I’m here, I never leave, never,” Satoru whispered in hopes of calming you down a little. His hands stroked your hair and back gently. He continued to whisper sweet words in your ear, moving your body in his arms gently from side to side. You buried your face in Satoru's neck. Close your eyes to inhale deeply the scent of the man you love.

⠀⠀⠀⠀For the past few days your condition has not been better than before. Every day you always have nightmares, you can't sleep without medicine to help you. You can't eat without feeling nauseous. You couldn't look at your two lovers without the image of them lying on the ground barely alive. In the middle of the quiet apartment you couldn't think of anything other than what you heard during the Star Plasma incident several years ago. You are always shrouded in fear.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You were brought out of your thoughts when you felt Satoru's body shaking and his crying— he was sobbing. “I'm sorry my love, I'm so sorry. Because of me you have to go through this suffering again, because of my stupidity you have to feel the trauma that you have tried so hard to get through. I'm sorry, please. I can't go through another day watching the light leave your eyes—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Satoru..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You moved your face away from Satoru's neck only to find the man lowering his head. You cupped his cheeks, lifting his head to look at you. His blue eyes were red, as were his ears and face. Satoru is your guy, he can hide his emotions very, very well. He could feel that his world was crumbling beneath his feet but you would still see a cheerful smile perched on his face. Never once had you seen Satoru so weak, not until now. Tears continued to roll down his cheeks and he sobbed so sadly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please forgive me. I'm not strong enough to see you slowly disappearing— I feel you slowly leaving, even though you're here with me. I'm gonna walk aimlessly if you leave. I'll never find a home anywhere and I'm scared. Please Y/n... come back to me, come back to us, please—”

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh darling..”

⠀⠀⠀⠀You wiped the tears away from Satoru's cheeks. “I'm here,” you whispered—your foreheads pressed together. Bringing your face closer until you could feel Satoru's soft lips touching yours. You could feel Satoru's wet cheeks against yours. You could also feel his breath still hitched because he was still sobbing a little. “You're an idiot, Satoru,” you whispered between kisses. Satoru tilted his head to deepen the kiss, “I know, baby, I'm sorry,” he whispered and stuck his tongue into your mouth.

⠀⠀⠀⠀Oh how he missed this— your kiss, your sweet voice, your warm embrace, your skin on him, everything.

⠀⠀⠀⠀You broke the kiss when you felt the mattress behind you move. You turned around only to find Suguru sitting behind you with your back pressed against his stomach. His hands wrapped around your stomach as he kissed your shoulders. “Did you feel a lot better, baby?” he whispered to which you answered with a nod. “I'm sorry for the hard time I have given you guys for the past few days, I know there are a lot of things going on right now, but I just added to the burden for you guys, I—"

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Please don't. The one who should be sorry is not you," Suguru said while throwing Satoru a sharp glare. “I'm sorry, okay? I promise I'll be good to both of you," Satoru said, still covered in feelings of guilt. You and Suguru threw stones at the white-haired man who had now lowered his head and was sneering. “Just don't prank us with something like that again, okay?” Suguru said finally, softly. His wide hand stroked Satoru's head.

⠀⠀⠀⠀The man raised his head—nodding quickly. “I promise, I'll never do something like that again. I don't want to lose both of you, I can't even imagine my life without both of you," he said. Even though Satoru is the oldest among the three of you, sometimes his attitude is still childish. You can't turn it on, you understand very well the reason why Satoru is the way he is now. Of course, he was annoying at times, but you didn't mind, and neither did Suguru. You both need Satoru's childlike attitude to turn a bad day into a better one with all his jokes.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Good, you're a fast learner,” you tease him.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I love you both so much,” Satoru said. He kissed your and Suguru's foreheads in turn. “I love you too, pretty boy,” you said and smiled. Your finger moved to gently rub the corner of his slightly injured lips. “Not gonna lie tho, Suguru's kinda hot when he's punch you in the face,” you say—leaning into Suguru's chest, which makes the black-haired man chuckle. “Yeah? Satoru deserve it,” he said and kissed your cheek. The so-called just pouting. His finger drifted to touch the small wound on his lip.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Still hurt,” he said, lying of course.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Kiss it,” he ordered Suguru. “No,” Suguru pressed without waiting. “Oh please, man,” Satoru whined with his shoulders slumping. He shifted his gaze from Suguru to you. His blue eyes looked at you intently. Childishly he laid his head on your chest which you happily welcomed. Wrap your arms around his shoulders while rubbing him gently. “Oh my poor baby,” you laughed softly.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Crybaby,” Suguru pouted.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“Oh fuck you!” Satoru barked and wrapped his arms around your waist, making you chuckle. Suguru laughed softly. He leaned down to kiss the cut on Satoru's lips and kissed your forehead afterwards. His arms wide embraced you and Satoru who sat between his legs.

⠀⠀⠀⠀“I love you guys so much,” he whispered.