(Headcanon)
Thinking about Satosugu in Gojo’s bed fitting together like two pieces of a puzzle, exchanging slow kisses. It could’ve been a few minutes or a few hours; time passes differently when they’re so lost in each other.
Gently, Geto pulls back, eyes fond as he stares into Gojo’s soul.
“I have to go back to my room. We have an early class tomorrow,” Geto says, voice raspy with fatigue from the day. Gojo hums, then scoots closer to further tangle their legs. He ghosts soft lips over Geto’s adam’s apple.
“Satoru, I’m serious.”
“I heard you, I heard you,” Gojo grumbles. Geto doesn’t have to look down at him to know he’s pouting. “One more?”
The moment Gojo taps his own lips for a kiss, Geto is already swooping down to press their lips together. The wet sounds of their lips smacking fill the air, along with the rustling of sheets as Gojo lazily rolls over to half-pin Geto down.
Geto’s hair is messily strewn across Gojo’s pillow. Gojo can’t help but dig his fingers into the silky strands. Geto’s hands have found their way to Gojo’s waist, simply holding him. By the time they finally pull back, both of them pant heavily - synched in even the smallest thing.
Gojo gazes down at Geto, half-lidded, ocean-blue eyes impossibly bright in the dark room. A few seconds pass before he lifts his weight off.
“Okay. You can…you can go.”
Geto blinks. With a squeeze to Gojo’s hips, he exhales heavily.
“Okay.”
Geto sits up, which Gojo takes as a signal to shuffle back. Except before he can make it even an inch back, Gojo feels the world turn upside down as he's hauled onto his back, and Geto’s lips crash into his once more.
This time, the kiss is much more heated. Geto doesn’t give Gojo time to breathe as he devours Gojo’s mouth, licking in obscenely.
“S-suguru, you a-asshole-!” Gojo whines, but they both know he’s secretly delighted at Geto’s lack of control. Geto pulls back, smiling with mirth.
“Sorry, you’re just too pretty. I can’t help but want to gobble you up,” he says.
Gojo preens at that.
More kisses from his insanely hot and warm and most favorite person in the entire world? Gojo doesn’t need to be asked twice before he’s wrapping his legs around Geto’s waist and pulling him closer, silently asking for more.
Geto obliges, dipping down to meet Gojo in the middle.
In the late hours of the night, they end up falling asleep.
And nearly oversleep if not for the alarm Geto had strategically set the night before.
Cue Geto jumping out of bed to get changed but he ends up tripping over their clothes that are scattered on the floor. Gojo, even in his half-asleep daze, cackles loudly at the sight.
Without turning back, Geto quickly gets dressed, throws his middle finger up, and exits the room with a dozen dark, hickeys lining his neck.
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AGH FASHION DESIGNER SUGURU AND MODEL SATORU W A NEW INTERN DESIGNER UNDER THEIR WING 😞😞☹️ - 🌺
WAHHHH I LOVE THIS 🥺🥺🥺 the pining and flirting and slowburn of it all… model!satoru and his favorite designer suguru geto, both of them undeniably skilled and born with an eye for fashion….. well-known and adored……..
designer!suguru who gets tasked with showing you the ropes, who’s always so patient and kind despite your inexperience. diligent with his teaching but also so laidback, so easy to talk to… he looks intimidating, but he’s so polite that you can’t help but swoon a little. and he admires your enthusiasm so much…… grows fond of you soooo quickly bc you’re just such a breath of fresh air compared to the divas he’s forced to work with all the time. he thinks you’ve got real potential and he wants to nurture it.
and ofc you end up running into model!satoru eventually…. bc he’s always hanging around suguru whenever he gets the chance. and he’s maybe a little jealous that you’re hogging so much of his personal designer’s attention, but… he also thinks you’re so cute . T_T like a little puppy following suguru around… so excited to be apart of what you’ve dreamed of for so many years……… he looks into your eyes and sees the same sparkle he had before he made it big, and it makes his heart race.
yeah . i’m just thinking abt the peaceful coffee breaks with suguru….. how he’d insist on paying for your drink, ”since he’s your senior” (he wants to be your favorite </3)…… and how he’d just be so protective over his little intern. don’t get me started on the close proximity with satoru when you’re taking his measurements, the glance and smile he sends your way during an impromptu shoot… the way he always calls for you with a sweet coo of ”how’s my favorite intern doing today?”
😔😔😔 yeahhhhhh. they make me feel ill.
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