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4littlefishies · 9 months ago

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The 36th Floor - Something to Cherish

satoru gojo x suguru geto

warnings: none

wc: 8.7k

previous chapter here

“Sugu, give me attentionnn. I’ll leave you alone after, I promise!” Satoru draws out his demand as he drapes his body over the chair that sits next to his couch. He would normally be sitting on the couch next to Suguru, but his spot is currently being taken over by numerous different stacks of papers.

Suguru sits with one leg draped over the side of the couch with the other sitting up on the coffee table that’s also covered in an organized mess of papers. “Toru, I’m busy and we just ate dinner together not that long ago, and we both know that promise is not true.” He continues clicking away at his laptop as he talks. Satoru lifts his head up, looking over at him with a pout and his eyebrows furrowed. Suguru ignores the look that he knows he’s on the receiving end of and Satoru lets his head fall back over the chair once again. “Don’t you remember how busy we were before the Shanghai trip? I’m just as busy right now, if not more.” Suguru says, his voice still sweet in tone.

“But you’re leaving me.” Satoru whines.

“Yep, and I’m never coming back.” Suguru teases, the smirk loud in his voice. Satoru’s head shoots back up with a gasp.

“What?!” He cries out dramatically, playing along and looking at Suguru with wide eyes.

“You heard me.” Suguru finally looks over at Satoru, his bangs hanging in front of his face and the rest of his hair falling over his bare tattooed shoulders and chest. A sight that Satoru would look at all day if Suguru would let him.

“You’re coming back on Monday.” Satoru sits up, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees.

“Yes… and?” Suguru asks, raising his eyebrows and pressing his lips together, waiting for Satoru to finish his thought.

“So you’re not never coming back.” Satoru says, very matter-of-factly, looking over at Suguru with raised eyebrows.

“Wow, somebody should get you a detective award or something.” Suguru retorts flatly, raising his eyebrows as he looks back to his laptop screen.

“Yeah, you’re right but Gugu, pay attention to meee.” Satoru draws out again just as he did the first time. Suguru takes a breath and lets it out with a long sigh before closing his laptop and setting it on the coffee table. As he consolidates his papers, Satoru is already standing up from his spot on the chair and cheerfully hurrying over to sit down on the couch next to Suguru. He immediately wraps his arms around Suguru’s shoulders, pulling himself in closer as he sits down and throws his legs across his lap.

Suguru wraps his arms around Satoru’s torso, pulling him more onto his lap and in for a deep kiss. Satoru smiles against his lips as they both breathe in deeply, letting out satisfied sighs into each other’s mouths. “It’s only for two nights, at least.” Suguru says sweetly, trying to make them both feel better as he pulls back, allowing Satoru to lay his head down in the crook of his neck.

“But it’s the weekend! I won’t even have work to distract me until you get back!” Satoru shoots back.

“You’ll be fine. Why don’t you hang out with Shoko or something?” Suguru suggests as his warm hand makes its way under Satoru’s shirt to rub gentle circles on the smooth skin of his back. “Although, she might be in bed all day tomorrow after tonight.” He continues. They had gone out for their Friday night drinks, and Shoko was staying out with Utahime and Haibara when the two of them were leaving and heading back to Satoru’s for the night.

Satoru reflexively calms at the feeling of Suguru’s hands on his back, his large hand warm against his skin. He stops for a moment, just feeling Suguru’s hand trace around in gentle circles before opening his mouth again. “Can’t Nanami take someone else?” He asks with a hint of irritation in his voice. “Why can’t he take one of the interns or something?” Suguru chuckles lightly at Satoru’s idea.

“Yeah? Would you rather Ino be in a cubicle next to you instead of me, too?” Suguru asks, continuing to rub his back softly and slowly.

“You know that’s not what I meant… Why is he taking you?”

“It’s kinda my job, Satoru.” Suguru cranes his neck to look at Satoru and raises an eyebrow at him, one corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. “You jealous?”

“Yeah, of Nanami. He gets to spend all weekend with you.” Satoru lifts his head and says with a smile, making Suguru laugh lightly.

“Yeah, well you’re the one I’m coming home to. Not him.” Suguru looks into Satoru’s eyes with a smile while Satoru’s cheeks warm at his comment, putting a grin on his face. “And you have me tonight and tomorrow morning too. It’s only 48 hours.”

“That’s so many hours though!” Satoru cries out as he buries his head back into Suguru’s neck. His arm is held around the back of Suguru’s neck as he hides himself there.

“You’ll survive.” Satoru groans at his response not being the answer he was looking for. “I promise I’ll talk to you as often as I can, okay?” Suguru says sweetly, his other hand now holding the back of Satoru’s head, lightly massaging at his scalp. The snow white hair is soft in between his fingers until he scratches lightly at Satoru’s undercut. The short hairs slightly tickle Suguru’s fingers as he runs over it, the feeling familiar and soothing.

“What if I just come with you?” Satoru suggests, trying to find any way possible to not have to be apart for ‘so many hours’. Suguru chuckles lightly at his desperate pleas, craning his neck once again and watching as Satoru closes his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Suguru’s head rub.

“Satoru,” He says, sounding like a stern mother, “You’re going to stay here and you’re going to have a good weekend without me.”

“But what if I don’t?”

Suguru shakes his head and lets out a sigh. “Then you don’t, I guess.” Satoru sits quietly, just the sounds of their breathing and soft music playing through the speakers. “I’ll see you Monday morning though… I’ll bring you breakfast.” Suguru says sweetly, trying to make Satoru feel better about him leaving for the weekend.

Satoru kisses the side of Suguru’s head, feeling his soft hair against his lips. “You better.” He furrows his brows as he says it, his nose slightly scrunching with his cheeky smirk. “I’m really glad Nanami is finally seeing how good you are at your job.” Satoru says softly, changing the subject as he lifts his head once again. “You deserve a promotion.” Suguru smiles at his soft voice.

“You think so?” Suguru looks up at Satoru, their faces just inches apart. Satoru nods his head quickly.

Satoru reassures him, his voice soft and sweet. “Definitely. I think you should get his job.” Suguru chuckles at his ridiculous seeming suggestion. “Don’t laugh. You’d be really good at it. And… You’d probably get mad at me less than him for being late…” Suguru chuckles lightly before Satoru continues. “And you could bring your boyfriend on business trips with you.” He grumbles, still upset that Suguru’s leaving for the weekend.

“I beg to differ.” Suguru shoots back, pulling a laugh from both of them. “I think you’d piss me off just as much as you do him.” Suguru says, giving Satoru’s torso a tight squeeze and ignoring his latter comment. “At least I could really punish you for it though.” His voice is deep as he grasps Satoru’s hair, pulling his head back slightly to allow him to shove his face into his neck, leaving a few tender kisses behind before pulling back away.

“Yeah?” Satoru asks shakily, trying to sound as if his body isn’t nearly melting at the feeling of Suguru’s lips on his neck. He grips onto Suguru’s arm tightly, feeling his cheeks heat up as he hums, satisfied at the feeling.

“Mhmm.” He hums with a smile. “Like when you’re distracting me from doing work that needs to be done.” He looks up at Satoru with an eyebrow cocked, trying to get him to understand the hint he’s giving.

Satoru understands what he’s trying to say, but chooses to play dumb instead, trying to get his way. “Hm. Maybe you should do something about it then.” He says, looking down at Suguru with his bright blues half lidded. Lowering his face towards Suguru’s neck once more, but this time his lips press softly just underneath his jaw. He feels as Suguru’s hand presses harder against his back and smiles as he continues to leave tender kisses all over his neck. After a few moments longer, he sits back up, looking down at Suguru with a pout on his lips.

Suguru smiles at the sight, spreading his fingers out wide over Satoru’s back and pulling him in for one last kiss. He inhales deeply, taking in everything that Satoru’s giving him. Satoru’s lips are so soft against his own that he doesn’t mind when the kiss deepens and he feels Satoru’s hands tangled in his hair. He nips lightly at Satoru’s bottom lip, holding it lightly in between his teeth for a moment before letting go and looking up at him, their mouths still touching. “Why don’t you go pick some dessert?” He suggests against his lips, trying to get Satoru off of him so he can finish his work.

“Want you for dessert.” Satoru says, looking down at Suguru with a frown. He slowly moves his hips where he sits in Suguru’s lap, continuing to run his hands through his long dark silky smooth hair.

“You really are just asking for it aren’t you?”

“Yes, Suguru. That’s literally what I’m doing, thanks for finally noticing.” Satoru says back, his tone sarcastic.

Suguru clicks his tongue and shakes his head. “In that case… No.” He deludes, looking up at Satoru with raised eyebrows as he waits for him to stand up. Satoru’s face drops as he realizes that he’s not going to get what he wants.

“Don’t think that I can’t feel you getting hard under me.” Satoru teases as he reluctantly stands up and heads to the kitchen, pulling a soft chuckle from Suguru who can feel the heat in the tips of his ears.

“Shut up and bring something good back.” Suguru says, picking up his laptop once again to try and focus on his work and ignore the ache between his legs. For the rest of the night, Suguru stays sprawled out on Satoru’s couch, working on last minute preparations before having to head to the bullet train station in the morning. He was spending the night at Satoru’s place not just because it was closer to the station, but also so that he could spend more time with Satoru before leaving. He would never admit it out loud, but he’s just as clingy to Satoru as Satoru is to him; just a little better at hiding it.

The two of them finally relax into Satoru’s bed, up against each other under the covers. “How am I gonna sleep without my Suguboo?” Satoru asks, his voice quiet as he speaks into Suguru’s ear. Suguru’s back is pressed against Satoru’s chest, and Satoru drapes his arm over Suguru’s chest, pulling him close as if he’s going to run away.

“Probably with your eyes closed.” Suguru says flatly, his eyes already closed and his hand resting on top of Satoru’s, holding it softly.

“I’m gonna hide your shoes so you can’t leave.”

“You’re gonna-” He stops to laugh at the ridiculous comment. “You’re gonna what?”

“You heard me. I’m gonna hide your shoes so you can’t leave in the morning.”

“What a weirdly specific threat.” Suguru continues, still lightly chuckling as he says it.

Satoru smiles into Suguru’s hair. “Good though, right?” He asks, trying to get affirmation that it was indeed a good idea.

Suguru sleepily laughs again. “Yeah that would be pretty good.” His thumb lightly caresses the back of Satoru’s hand before he gives it a light squeeze. He takes a long and slow breath and lets it out slowly. “I’m gonna miss you too, baby.” Satoru’s breath tickles the side of his neck just before he feels his soft lips leaving a kiss just above where his dragon tattoo ends.

“I know… I just wish I could go with you.” Satoru says, sounding slightly defeated, but also tired from the long day.

“I’m sorry baby…” Suguru says. It rolls off his tongue like honey, immediately making Satoru smile at the way he calls him baby. “We’ll go on a trip together soon, okay?”

“Other than TDL, right?” Satoru asks, suddenly excited and wanting to make sure that he meant two separate things.

Suguru’s eyes grow heavier and heavier as he smiles, too sleepy to laugh anymore at this point. “Yes, Satoru, other than TDL.”

“Where?” Satoru asks, now eager to plan a vacation with Suguru.

“We can talk about it when I get back, okay?” Suguru suggests, fighting to stay awake at this point.

Satoru’s tired eyes widen at the possibilities. His mind starts racing with places that they could go. He makes it his mission to do research while Suguru’s gone and find where they should go on a trip. “Deal.” Satoru says softly, giving Suguru a light squeeze. “Goodnight Sugu.”

“Goodnight Toru.” Suguru grumbles, mostly asleep at this point. “I love you.” He manages to mumble out before almost immediately falling asleep. Satoru is not far behind and closes his eyes before pressing a soft kiss to Suguru’s shoulder and letting himself finally drift off to sleep.

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Their Saturday morning looks very similar to how a normal weekday morning would when the two of them are together. Suguru’s alarm goes off and he gets out of bed while Satoru stays and sleeps a bit longer. He heads out to the kitchen to make his coffee and start on some breakfast. Satoru had offered to buy everything Suguru needed so that he could make his “fancy coffee” at his apartment. He of course found it difficult to refuse, but politely did anyways, knowing how much everything would cost. The next time he was at Satoru’s he noticed the new chemex, bean grinder, and milk frother on the countertop. He can’t help but smile every time he uses them, knowing that Satoru just wanted him to be happy in his home.

After he’s done, he makes sure to set some food aside for Satoru once he finally wakes up. He feeds Shiro while he’s up so that Satoru doesn’t have to worry about it later. After downing the rest of his coffee and cleaning out the mug, he heads back into the bedroom.

Satoru remains under the blanket, but has migrated into the middle of his bed, sprawled out taking up as much space as possible. Suguru chuckles lightly at the sight as he heads into the bathroom, flicking on the bright vanity lights. “Satoru, if you want to shower, better do it now.” He calls out behind him as he goes to turn on the water. He runs a brush through his hair quickly before hanging on the doorway of the bathroom. “You coming?” He asks, seeing that Satoru has shifted in the bed.

“Mmmh.” He groans, still half asleep with his face still shoved into the pillows. Suguru chuckles to himself and heads back into the bathroom, slowly shedding his pants and stepping into the hot shower. He lets out a satisfied sigh as the water runs over his skin and saturates his hair, his bangs sticking to his forehead before he brushes them back out of his face.

Suguru goes through his quick routine and is about to turn off the shower when Satoru finally joins him in the bathroom, eyes mostly closed and already stripped of his pajamas. He watches as Satoru pulls open the door and steps inside, eyes still closed and a sleepy pout on his lips. “Good morning my sleeping beauty.” Suguru says, using Satoru’s own words on him. Satoru hums from deep in his chest as he steps under the water, wrapping his arms around Suguru’s neck and laying his head down as if he’s trying to fall back asleep. Suguru smirks as he feels Satoru’s hard length pressed up against him.

“Have a good dream?” Suguru asks, a teasing tone apparent in his voice. Satoru stands up off of him and opens his eyes just enough to glare at Suguru.

“Shut up…” Satoru grumbles, his voice gravely from sleep. “You were there, of course it was good.” Satoru stands under the water and closes his eyes once again, remembering the dream he was having and wishing he was still asleep. The dull throbbing between his legs isn’t going away; it’s practically begging for some relief. He hisses when he suddenly feels Suguru’s lips around his sensitive tip. His eyes shoot back open, now seeing Suguru kneeling in front of him.

“I’m sorry for teasing you last night.” Suguru starts as he brings his hand up to wrap around the base. “Will you ever forgive me, Toru?” He asks, his tone teasing and completely unapologetic with his bottom lip stuck out in a pout.

“Fuck.” He breathes out, his lips slightly parted as he looks down at the alluring view in front of him. Suguru presses soft kisses around Satoru’s hot tip, already beginning to leak precum. “You can’t apologize for teasing me by teasing me more, Sugu.” Satoru says, holding his hand underneath Suguru’s chin and looking down at him with begging eyes. He looks down at Suguru’s legs as he kneels, admiring how particularly strong and sculpted his legs looked at this moment.

“Can’t I?” Suguru asks, still unapologetically kissing slowly down his length and leaving soft kisses on the front of his thighs. The smirk on his face as he looks up is enough to drive Satoru absolutely mad.

“Suguu.” Satoru whines, his hips reflexively jerking forward, chasing any kind of friction he can get. He’s fully awake now, brushing his dripping hair back out of his face as he looks down at Suguru who smiles slyly back up at him.

Suguru watches the way Satoru squirms in front of him a moment longer before finally taking him into his mouth. He looks up through his eyelashes, their eyes meeting as Satoru lets out a satisfied moan, finally feeling the warmth and wetness of Suguru’s mouth wrapped around his needy length.

Satoru keeps eye contact, letting out a low groan at the feeling. “Fuck, Sugu,” He starts, but is quickly silenced when Suguru starts taking him deeper with every stroke of his lips. “Holy shit.” He breathily moans out, his mouth hanging open as he watches himself fully disappear into Suguru’s mouth as he swallows the whole thing. He grips tightly onto Suguru’s shoulder, his fingertips desperately digging into the flesh. The feeling of the hot water falling on his back is pushed to the side, more important matters making him completely unaware that the water is even still on.

Looking up at him with innocent eyes, Suguru pulls off of him for a moment, continuing his pace with his hand. “You’re doing so good for me baby, are you gonna be a good boy and cum for me?”

Satoru nods his head, holding his bottom lip in between his teeth. “Mmhm.” He whines, looking down at Suguru as he moves with a smile to replace his hand with his mouth once again. “Ah- ngh, fuck.” He whimpers, his legs starting to feel like jelly underneath him. He brushes his fingers gently through Suguru’s hair on both sides of his head, gathering all of his hair and holding it in his fist at the back of his head. “My Sugu- ah- my- Sugu’s so pretty.” He manages to choke out as he holds his hair, watching amazed at the way he takes all of him into his mouth. He can’t help but buck his hips forward, letting out another moan as he feels his tip hip the back of Suguru’s throat.

He looks down, as if to apologize, but Suguru is looking back up at him with inviting eyes. Suguru nods his head, knowing that the both of them have the same idea. Without even giving it a second thought, Satoru starts moving at his own pace while Suguru stills, relaxing his throat more and letting Satoru continue. The bathroom is quickly filled with Satoru’s moans and lewd noises as he lets himself go.

Suguru’s fingers grip tightly onto the back of Satoru’s thighs, helping to hold him up as he lets him fuck into his throat. He’s more than happy to let Satoru abuse the back of his throat with his throbbing tip, contently watching as Satoru’s eyes roll back in his head and his eyelashes flutter rapidly, barely able to stand from the feeling. “Ah, fuck fuck fuck.” Satoru mewls, nearing the edge of his climax. The feeling of his grip on Suguru’s hair is more than enough to tell him that Satoru’s almost there. “Gonna cum- ha, ah fuck- Sugu, cumming!” He shakily cries out as Suguru feels him twitching in his mouth and cumming down his throat. His hips slow as Suguru picks back up for him, sucking and swallowing every drop that Satoru has to give him.

Satoru grabs onto Suguru’s shoulder with his free hand, his legs feeling like they could give out at any moment. He lets out a breath with a shudder, closing his eyes and breathing heavily as Suguru stands up in front of him. “You think that’ll hold you off until Monday?” Suguru jokes with a sly smirk.

Satoru smiles, still panting as he wraps his arms around Suguru’s shoulders, pulling him in for a long kiss. He feels Suguru’s arms wrap around his waist and pull him even closer, still helping to hold him upright. “I think you just made it harder for me to let you leave.” Satoru whispers against Suguru’s lips. They both smile before Suguru leaves him with one more quick peck before turning around and squeezing as much water out of his hair as he can, preparing once again to get out of the shower.

“Okay, we gotta get out now.” He says, reaching for the shower door.

“Wait! You distracted me and I haven’t even done anything I need to in here.” Satoru protests, trying to hold the door closed.

“Satoru, I have to dry my hair. You can stay in, but I’m leaving here at 8 with or without you.” Suguru says, letting Satoru know he’s completely serious with just his face. Satoru nods his head and lets go of the door, letting Suguru pull it open. The next thing heard is a slap that rings out throughout the steamy bathroom, and Suguru immediately feels a sting on his ass. He turns around only to see Satoru standing under the water with a shit eating grin. He looks back at him with a straight smile and an eyebrow cocked, just his face alone saying ‘really?’

Before Satoru can do anything to protect himself, Suguru steps back into the shower and starts tickling him relentlessly. When he can’t think of anything else to get Satoru back for whatever he’s doing or done, usually then Suguru resorts to tickling him instead.

“Sugu, no!” He starts, his irrepressible laugh filling the bathroom. “I didn’t mean it, I didn’t mean it! Sugu no!” He does his best to push Suguru away, but finds himself feeling too weak to do anything. “No really! I’m gonna piss my pants!” He cries out, despite still being in the shower and not wearing any pants. He’s doubled over, trying to shield himself, his core still sore from his recent orgasm and now from the uncontrollable laughter.

Suguru stops after that comment, shaking his head with a smile. “Stupid.” He chuckles softly. “Hurry up.” He says as he opens the door behind his back, not trusting that Satoru wouldn’t smack his ass again. Satoru turns back around, grabbing his shampoo from the shelf when Suguru smacks his ass hard enough to leave a mark.

“Ah!” Satoru yelps out, the bottle falling to the ground with a loud bang. He whips his head around to Suguru who’s already out of the shower with the door closed behind him. “I did not hit you that hard!” Satoru shouts, the glass slightly muffling his voice as Suguru dries himself off.

“Thought I’d give you something to cherish while I’m gone.”

“Most people leave a love note, flowers, hell, maybe even something sweet! But no, I’m left with a five star at 28 years old.” Satoru continues rambling on and on while Suguru continues his after shower routine.

“If you want, I can give you a matching one on the other side.” Suguru suggests sarcastically, turning around to look at Satoru as he hears the water shut off. Satoru opens the door and steps out, quickly drying himself off and joining Suguru at the counter as he dries his hair. He looks at Suguru, making eye contact with him in the mirror. He doesn’t say anything, just wiggling his eyebrows as he hangs up the towel. As soon as he turns around, Suguru leaves a hard smack on the other side of his ass.

Satoru immediately responds with an overdramatic fake moan, looking at Suguru as it leaves his mouth. Suguru tries to contain his chuckle, pressing his lips together and shaking his head. “Idiot.” He says with a smile as he meets Satoru with his hands going to rest on his bare hips before their lips meet. Satoru rests his hands in the same spot on Suguru’s hips as they share a slow tender kiss. Satoru’s fingers fidget with the towel that’s tied low on his hips, sticking his thumbs between the towel and his skin before loosening it enough that it falls to the floor. Suguru smiles against Satoru’s lips as he feels it fall away before pulling away and bending over to pick it up, the smile still on his lips. “Get dressed.” He says, hanging it up and heading out of the bathroom. Satoru lets out a groan before following him into his closet to get dressed. Once they’re both dressed, Suguru looks like he’s ready to go to work, while Satoru looks like he’s ready for a run through the park.

“Sugu?” Satoru asks, knowing that Suguru is about to do his hair. Suguru looks over at him from where he stands behind the couch, waiting for Satoru to finish his sentence. “Can I brush your hair?” He asks, looking down at the brush in Suguru’s hand.

Suguru is caught slightly by surprise, but smiles at the question before looking down at his watch. Much to his delight, they’re running a little bit ahead, so he happily agrees. He sits down in one of the arm chairs by the window and drapes his hair over the back, letting it flow down freely. Satoru pulls the other chair up behind the one Suguru sits in and sits down, spreading his knees wide and leaning forward. He starts at the ends, gently brushing them out and working his way up until he’s slowly brushing from Suguru’s scalp all the way down to the ends. Suguru lets out a satisfied sigh, letting his head fall back as Satoru continues brushing, the bristles feeling good against his head. He remembers back to the first time Satoru had asked to brush his hair and what a mess that was. In mere seconds, he somehow made it worse than it was to begin with, and Suguru was sure he had a bald spot somewhere from Satoru pulling so hard. After that disaster, Suguru then taught him how he should brush his hair. “You’re so good at this, baby.” Suguru praises sweetly, leaning his head back even more to look up at Satoru with a smile on his face.

Satoru smiles wide and drops the brush to his side before leaning down to kiss Suguru, their noses hitting each other’s chins as their lips come together. Satoru goes back in for two, three kisses before standing back up and finishing brushing out Suguru’s hair before handing the brush back to him.

“Thank you, baby.” Suguru says, his voice quiet yet just as sweet and syrupy as ever as he takes the brush from him. He had taught Satoru how he ties his hair up as well, but he usually just preferred to do it himself so that it was exactly how he wanted it every time.

The summer morning air is warm, it being the middle of July. The light breeze makes the light beaming down from the sun feel absolutely perfect. After they begin on their way to the bullet train station, Satoru grabs Suguru’s bag from him, carrying it for him as they walk. “I can carry that, Toru.” Suguru says, looking over and shoving his hands into his pockets as they walk down the sidewalk.

“Yeah, but I’m the stronger one, so I should carry it for you.” Satoru says confidently, his chest held proud as he carries the bag that a kindergartener could carry with no issue.

“You’re the stronger one?” Suguru asks, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Of course I am!”

Suguru lets out a scoff that turns into a chuckle. “I’d like to see how you would prove that.”

“Oh I don’t need to prove it, it’s just the truth.” Satoru says, seeming like he’s even convinced himself. Suguru smiles with his tongue in his cheek.

“Whatever you say, dear.” Suguru says with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, shaking his head as they continue towards their destination.

“Don’t say that like you don’t believe it.” Satoru says, raising his eyebrows at Suguru.

“Until you can give me hard proof, I’m not buying that for a second. Maybe between you and Shoko, because I know you don’t mean between the two of us.” Suguru continues on with a light laugh.

Satoru furrows his brows and twists his mouth to the side, sticking his free hand into Suguru’s pocket to grab his hand and lace their fingers together as they walk. Suguru smiles, pulling their hands out of his pocket and giving Satoru’s hand a squeeze. The station comes into view as they quickly approach the large red building covered in white windows. They make their way inside the busy station along with the myriad of people coming and going.

Suguru takes his bag back from Satoru as they approach an empty bench. He sets it down and quickly texts Nanami to let him know where he’s at before turning to look at Satoru with a soft smile. “I love you.”

“I love you too, my sweet.” Satoru says, wrapping his arms around Suguru’s shoulders and pulling him for a tight hug and kissing him on the cheek. “Have a good trip, but don’t have too much fun without me.”

Suguru chuckles just before their hug breaks apart. “I’ll try not to.” He says, looking at Satoru with a soft smile, not ready to leave him just yet. He leaves a quick peck on Satoru’s lips, not wanting to do much more in such a busy place. “You have a good weekend, okay? Enjoy your run, I’ll get you something good from Kyoto.” Satoru nods his head with a smile before pulling Suguru in for one last hug, squeezing him extra tight before letting go.

Suddenly, Satoru’s eyes widen as he looks over Suguru’s shoulder to see Nanami from a distance, walking in their direction. Suguru turns over his shoulder to see him, waving as he approaches. “Good morning Nanami!” Satoru says with a big smile on his face.

Nanami presses his lips together, taking a deep breath as he makes it to them. “Good morning, Gojo.” He says dully with a straight smile before looking over to Suguru as well. “Good morning, Geto. Ready to go?”

“Yep!” He says before quickly turning and leaning back towards Satoru. Nanami turns to look in the direction they need to head to get to their train while Suguru rests his hand on Satoru’s hip for a quick second as he whispers a hurried, “Love you, bye.”

“Bye.” Satoru whispers back before their lips meet one last time with a quick peck before Suguru turns back around to Nanami, following him to where they need to go.

Satoru watches as they walk towards their platform, waving at Suguru with a smile when he turns around one last time before disappearing out of sight. He takes a deep breath and lets it out with a forced sigh, turning and heading back towards the front doors. Reaching into his pocket, he takes out his headphones and sticks them into his ears before opening his phone and finding his playlist that he runs to. He presses play and takes off, running back towards his apartment to start off his weekend without Suguru.

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Suguru and Nanami make it onto their train with plenty of time to spare, both of them being pretty punctual people. Suguru definitely didn’t want to relive the nightmare of running through the airport on his and Satoru’s trip to Shanghai, so he made sure to be there early. They get settled into their seats, Suguru sitting in the one closest to the window, and both pull out their laptops, prepared to work during the couple hours it takes to get to Kyoto.

The train just starts to pull away when Suguru’s phone vibrates on the tray in front of him. He picks it up and reads the text from Satoru.

‘We miss you already!’

The text is accompanied by a picture of a very sweaty but smiley Satoru and a peaceful looking Shiro. He smiles before setting it back down, not wanting to be on his phone while Nanami is working right next to him. He takes a deep breath and lets it out with a sigh, trying to rid himself of the tight feeling in his chest, already missing Satoru and wishing he were here with them. Not even just as his boyfriend, but as coworkers. Satoru made the work day much more bearable and entertaining, making it seem to pass by quicker.

“Everything alright?” Nanami asks, noticing the sigh that Suguru lets out as he sets his phone back down to the side of his laptop.

“Yeah, it’s just Satoru…” Suguru responds sheepishly. The entire office knows about their relationship at this point, but he still feels kind of awkward talking about it to their boss.

Nanami chuckles lightly, taking a moment to breathe before speaking up again. “My wife’s the same… I mean, I go away for work all the time but she never makes it easy to leave.” He has a smile as he says it, thinking about her.

“No kidding.” Suguru says with a breathy chuckle. He feels slightly better thinking about how he’s feeling. At least it’s not just me.

“It just makes coming home even better, though.” Nanami adds, noticing the tenseness and hoping his words give Suguru some comfort.

Aside from this brief departure, their conversation stays about work the entire time; going over numbers, ways that Suguru can help Nanami better while they’re there, things that they can talk about if they get asked about x, y, or z. They were prepared for anything. The two and a half hours seem to go by in a flash and before either of them know it, the train is approaching their stop. They gather their things and make it off quickly and head out towards the front of the station to find their ride.

Once they make it into the car, Nanami lays out their plan for the day. “We’re staying in the same hotel that the conference is in, so that’s a plus.” He explains. “We’ll drop off our things and then head to our first meeting in the conference hall.”

Suguru makes note of all the times Nanami is explaining. He’s glad to learn that their day is going to be over by 7 and their first meeting tomorrow isn’t until 10, so he doesn’t have to get up super early either. He quickly texts Satoru right before they make it to the hotel.

‘Just made it to the hotel’ His fingers quickly type out another message. ‘I’ll text you when I can 🖤’

Satoru’s response almost immediately comes back. ‘Shiro’s already telling me how much she misses u ☹️’

Suguru smiles down at his phone, sending his final response as they pull up to the hotel.

‘Tell her I miss her just as much’

The two of them make it inside with all of their belongings and Nanami gets them checked in. “Good thing I had Ijichi get us an early check in time.” He says, handing Suguru the key to his room. Their rooms are up on the 7th floor, so they head towards the elevator. The lobby is filled with people, similarly to them, there for the conference. The chatter of the crowd is muffled and fades as the elevator doors close, taking them up to their floor.

“You’re in 716 and I’m right across the hall in 717.” Nanami says as they round the corner after exiting the elevator into the hallway. Suguru follows him down towards their rooms before heaching his. “Meet downstairs in-'' he looks down at his watch, “15 minutes?” Nanami says as they both turn to open their doors.

“Yes sir.” Suguru says with a smile as they both head into their separate rooms. Suguru closes the door and sets his bag down before turning on the light. He looks at the single bed in the room and is immediately brought back to the Shanghai trip with Satoru. He chuckles lightly to himself, all these months later still unable to believe that Shoko convinced Ijichi to get them a room with only one bed in it. He opens the curtains, looking out at the view and letting some light in before he lays down on top of the covers, stretching out with a groan after sitting for so long on the train. He pulls his phone out of his pocket to see that Satoru had responded to his text.

‘Her daddy misses you more 🥺’

Suguru rolls his eyes with a smile. There’s my Satoru. His fingers quickly work to facetime Satoru. He’s not surprised when it doesn’t even finish ringing once before Satoru answers.

“Hi Sugu!” Satoru exclaims, a wide smile on his face and his eyes nearly squeezed shut from it.

“Daddy? Really?” Suguru asks, raising his eyebrows at Satoru through the screen, a slight smirk on his face. He holds the phone above his face as he lays back on the bed.

“I’m Shiro’s daddy, Suguru, whether you like it or not.” Satoru responds. Suguru lets out a sigh that turns into a chuckle. “How was the ride?” He continues, genuinely wanting to know how Suguru’s been in the 4 long hours they’d been apart.

“It was good. We finished pretty much everything we needed to, so we’re all set for today.” Suguru brings his arm up to slide his hand under the back of his head. “What have you been up to?” Suguru was also curious as to what Satoru was doing without him. He watches as Satoru walks around his living room and eventually plops down in the chair next to his couch.

“I’m going over to Shoko’s in a little while, but I think I’m gonna head over to the cafe and grab some lunch before I go.” Satoru holds the phone in front of his face, looking past the screen and down at the ground where Shiro looks up at him.

“Tell Yuji I say hi.” Suguru says, knowing that if they aren’t there together, Yuji will ask where the other is. “So, Sho’s not hungover, I take it?”

“Don’t think so. Not enough to not hang out at least, but we’re just gonna be at her place anyways… When’s your first meeting?” Satoru asks, smiling at Suguru through the screen.

“I’m meeting Nanami downstairs in 10 minutes.” Suguru explains, looking at the time, making sure it isn’t secretly moving faster than he realizes. “I’ll call you again when I’m done, okay?”

“I will be patiently awaiting your call.” Satoru says sweetly.

“Both of us know you will not be patient.”

“What can I say? I miss my Sugu.”

Suguru chuckles lightly at his response. “Satoru, we haven’t even been apart for half a day.”

“But I still miss you!”

“We’re apart for longer on days when I don’t sleep over.”

“Yeah but at least we’re in the same city!” Satoru exclaims, trying to explain his reasoning. “And you’re not busy with work!”

“I know, I know…” Suguru takes a deep breath and lets it out with a sigh, a soft smile on his face. “I miss you too, baby.” Satoru smiles back at him.

“And we haven’t gone more than one night in a row without sleeping together in months! And now I have to do two?! It’s madness!” Satoru shouts, going back to his previous point.

“Oh, the horror.” Suguru plays along, a soft smile on his face as he watches how Satoru’s dramatic expressions and movements translate through the phone.

“I’ll start a worldwide movement.”

“Toru, I’ll be home before you even get that started.”

“Is that a challenge?” Satoru raises his eyebrows with an excited look on his face.

Suguru laughs, shaking his head as he sits up. “Not at all, actually.”

“Good.” Satoru starts. “I could definitely do it, but that sounds like a lot of work.” Suguru chuckles lightly before Satoru speaks up once more. “Okay sugarplum, I guess I’ll let you go to your big important work meetings.” Satoru says with a teasing tone in his voice.

Suguru smiles at the nickname, always excited to hear what new things Satoru will come up with. “I’ll talk to you once I get back up here later, okay?” He stands up and starts to slowly and aimlessly pace around.

“You better!”

“I will, I promise.” Suguru chuckles lightly at Satoru’s enthusiasm. “Have fun with Shoko, tell her I say hi.”

“I will, Sugu. I love you, have a good meeting!”

“I love you too, baby. I’ll talk to you later, bye.”

“Bye!” Satoru peeps out just before their facetime ends.

Suguru sets down his phone on the bathroom counter and brushes out and reties his hair back up, wishing that Satoru was here to brush it again as he did earlier in the morning. He lets out a sigh before slipping his phone and wallet into his pocket and heading out the door, ready to head downstairs and meet Nanami to really get their day started.

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“I thought you were bringing food.” Shoko says, looking unimpressed at an empty handed Satoru that stands at her front door with her eyebrows furrowed and her arms crossed.

“Happy Saturday to you too!” Satoru says, making his way past her and inside her apartment. “Why d’you look like you died and came back to life?”

Shoko scoffs, shuffling behind him with a rotten face as he heads through the kitchen and into the living room to sit himself down on the couch. “You are getting us food, right?” She asks, choosing to ignore his obnoxious question and getting right to the point. Falling into her normal corner spot on the couch, she looks at Satoru, impatiently waiting for an answer.

“Of course. I wanted to wait to see what you were feeling before getting anything.” Satoru responds, looking up at the tv to see what Shoko was watching. “What is this?” He asks, nodding his head up at the tv, curious as to what he’s looking at.

“The Bachelorette.” She says quickly brushing off the question, trying to focus on more important matters. “So what are we getting for dinner?”

“Find whatever you want and I’ll order it.” Satoru shoots back, now focused on the dramatic scene playing out on the tv. He opens his phone and tosses it over to her side of the couch so that she can pick what she wants. “So there’s just a bunch of guys and one girl?” Satoru asks, wanting to know more.

“Yeah, have you never seen it before?” Shoko asks, scrolling through her options.

“No.” Satoru sits back, crossing his arms and letting his knees fall away from each other. “I don’t really spend my time like that.” His mind immediately goes to Suguru, the thing that most of his free time was spent on.

“That sounded pretentious.” Shoko chuckles lightly as she says it, finally seeming to decide on something. “How do you feel about pizza?”

“Pizza’s fine.” He says, brushing off her first comment completely and continuing to watch the tv.

“Do you have a preference or…?” Shoko continues, waiting for an answer that doesn’t ever come. He just shakes his head, not even looking over at her. She finishes picking out what she wants and hands the phone back to Satoru. “Does that sound good?” She asks.

Satoru quickly looks and adds two small chocolate cakes and orders it. “It should be here in about 30 minutes, it looks like.” He says, setting his phone down on the couch beside him. Shoko gives him a thumbs up, pulling her blanket back over herself and cozying into the corner of the couch more. “Is this all you had planned today?” Satoru asks, gesturing his head up at the tv once again.

“Yeah, pretty much.” She says with a shrug. “Went a little too hard last night.”

“Why invite me over then?”

“So you could get me food.” Shoko says flatly. Satoru shakes his head with a smile on his face. “And-” She continues dramatically, “I know how clingy you two are. I figured you’d feel better if you were around someone else.” Satoru scoffs, holding his hand to his chest, but Shoko stops him before he can go any further. “And don’t try to bullshit me and say that isn’t true because I think we both know it’s the truth, Gojo.”

Satoru thinks about trying to argue, but he knows that she sees right through it. “Shut up.”

“Don’t tell me to shut up, you shut up.” She shoots back.

Satoru shakes his head with a smile, focusing back on the show for a minute before he notices Kai come strolling out of the hallway leading towards her room. “Kai!” He lets out a projected whisper, not wanting to scare him back into hiding. He pats the couch a few times beside him, immediately enticing Kai to see what’s up. He hurries over, jumping up next to Satoru and starting to rub his face against his hand. “Hi buddy.” Satoru says as he turns to pet Kai with both hands. “I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“I think he has a new favorite person.” Shoko pipes up. Satoru looks over at her with his brows furrowed.

“Huh?”

“Yeah, Utahime’s been over a lot recently and he really likes her.” Shoko says, looking down at Kai as she speaks, a soft smile on her face.

“You sure it’s only him who really likes her?” Satoru asks, his teasing not concealed whatsoever. Shoko’s cheeks immediately turn pink at his question.

“Shut up.” Shoko says, grabbing the remote and turning up the volume on the tv slightly.

“Shoko, come on.” Satoru says, trying to get her to talk about it.

“We’re really good friends.” She says, not wanting to get deeper into it.

“Mmhm.” Satoru hums, seeming to finally take that for an answer. She thinks he’s done when there’s a long silence before he speaks up once again, the smirk on his face lacing itself to his voice. “Suguru and I were ‘really good friends’ at one point too.” Shoko quickly grabs the throw pillow beside her and literally throws it at Satoru, who effortlessly catches it. 5

“Gojo! I said shut up!” She shouts, her face getting progressively more pink as time goes on.

“I know it’s called a throw pillow, but I don’t think you’re actually supposed to throw them.” Satoru fluffs the pillow back up before setting it back on the couch beside Shoko. She groans and Satoru smiles, obviously proud of what he’s done. “I won’t tell anyone.” He says, looking over at her as she tries to sink herself deeper into the couch.

“Okay, can we just stop talking about this now?” She asks, feeling like her face is burning up.

“Yeah, because I need you to explain to me the whole premise of the show.” Shoko’s thankful that Satoru finally drops the subject and immediately switches gears to explain every detail possible to Satoru. He listens intently as she explains the show's inner workings and what’s already happened in the season thus far. Satoru continues asking questions very curiously, and Shoko continues to answer them until their food gets delivered.

They grab their food, opting to eat on the couch while they continue watching. They watch quietly for a while, more focused on their food than talking. Satoru grabs some more while Shoko sets her plate on the coffee table. “Have you talked to Geto?”

“For just a little bit right after he got there, but they pretty much immediately went into a meeting.” Satoru answers as he sits back down on the couch. His eyes look down at the ground, wondering what he’s up to at the moment. Probably sitting in some uncomfortable chair listening to some man talk about some new program that’s supposed to help raise their profits somehow.

Shoko nods her head, humming softly in response. “At least he’s not somewhere fun like Okinawa.” As soon as Satoru hears that, an idea pops into his head. He pulls out his phone and sends a text to Suguru, knowing that he won't see it until later, but needing to get his thought out.

‘What if we go to Okinawa?’ He clicks send and sets his phone back down. “Yeah, I just wish he were here though, you know?” Satoru says with a sigh.

“Codependent.” Shoko says, faking a cough as she says it.

“Excuse me?” Satoru sas with a growing smile as he turns his head to look at Shoko.

“I said co-de-pen-dent.” She emphasizes each syllable as she says it, looking him right in the eyes.

“You’re addicted to cigarettes.” Satoru shoots back, his eyebrows furrowed at her. This banter was something normal for the two of them, their relationship mostly like that of a brother and sister. Almost nothing was too far in between them.

“Trust fund baby.” She quickly spits out, a smirk on her face as she says it.

“Wait, you invited me over here to buy you food and you’re making fun of me?” Putting an end to their playful bickering back and forth.

“Yeah, because you’re a trust fund baby.”

Satoru scoffs and shakes his head. “We’ll see how you feel when I start refusing to buy your drinks for you.” Shoko takes a breath, ready to fire back, but Satoru stops her before she can even get it out. “And don't even think about asking Suguru, because I’ll tell him not to either.” Satoru says, raising his eyebrows at her, knowing he’s got the upper hand. “You can ask your really good friend Utahime to buy them for you, right?” Satoru asks, teasing her once again.

“Okay, okay, shut up, you win.” She says, rolling her eyes and crossing her arms, looking defeated.

Satoru smiles smugly, proud of himself as he sits back into the couch, crossing his arms and looking up at the tv. He can’t help but start thinking silently to himself, Suguru and I have really gotta start watching this together.

chapter 19

#satosugu #stsg #gojo satoru #satoru gojo #geto suguru #suguru geto #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #office au #4littlefishies #the 36th floor

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