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[gogenana]

Megumi

Megumi Fushiguro had endured plenty of things: cursed spirits, missions gone wrong, and troublesome teammates. But right now, none of those could compare to the misery of his current situation—his sinuses were a wreck.

His head throbbed, his nose itched incessantly, and the sneezing wouldn’t stop. Each breath was a ticking time bomb, ready to unleash another explosive sneeze at any moment. He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, but the pressure did little to stop the irritation bubbling inside his nostrils.

Shivering slightly, he sat cross-legged on the floor of his apartment, tissues scattered around him like fallen leaves. His nose was red and raw from constant rubbing, and he was exhausted from sneezing every few minutes. But what really sealed his fate was the decision to summon Shiro, his Divine Dog.

The moment Shiro padded closer, tail wagging and fur ruffling in the slight breeze, Megumi felt a shred of relief. The thought of burying his face in that soft fur was too tempting to resist. Desperately sniffling, he leaned forward, pressing his face deep into Shiro’s thick coat.

The warmth was comforting, and at first, it felt like heaven. The plush fur muffled the wet, exhausted sniffles that escaped his irritated nose. He sighed in relief, taking in a deep breath—

—Big mistake.

“...Hh-hhh’TSCHHHHH’uhh! Hht-TSSHHHHHh!”

The sneeze exploded out of him, shaking his whole body. The fur was soft, but it also tickled, horribly so. It clung to the sensitive tip of his nose, teasing it mercilessly with every tiny shift of his head.

Shiro whined softly, tilting his head in confusion as Megumi continued to smother his face in the dog’s fur. But the combination of comfort and torment was impossible to resist. Even though the sneezes kept coming, Megumi couldn’t bring himself to pull away.

“Hehh… hhh’KSHHHuhh! Snff! Hhhh-TSHHHHHhh! Hnnngh…”

His shoulders trembled as another fit hit him like a wave, one sneeze after another tearing through him with no end in sight. Shiro nudged at his side, sensing Megumi’s distress, but all he could do was let his master continue to bury his face in his fluffy coat.

“Hh-! Hihhh—hhh’RRSHHHh’uhhh!! D-Damn it...” Megumi gasped between sneezes, his voice hoarse. His nose twitched violently against the soft fur, each movement dragging more of the tickly strands across his nostrils. The itch seemed to crawl deeper with every second, refusing to give him even the briefest moment of peace.

He groaned miserably, trying to sniff back the mess forming around his nose, but it only resulted in a pitiful wet snuffle. “Snff! Snffff!Hh’KCHHHHhhuhh!!”

The sneezes kept coming, rapid and harsh, leaving him breathless. He felt like a broken faucet, leaking from every part of his face. His hands clutched Shiro’s fur, desperate for some kind of comfort, even though the same fur was the source of his torment.

Megumi managed to lift his head for just a moment, gasping for air through his stuffed nose. His eyes were watery and unfocused, lips parted as if the next sneeze was already on its way. Shiro gave a small huff of concern and nuzzled closer.

The action sent another puff of fur brushing against Megumi's nose—and that was the final straw.

“Hh-HIHH!! Hh’tCHHHTtt! IHHH-’TSCHHHuhh!!”

He collapsed against Shiro with a defeated groan, utterly spent but still helplessly caught in the endless cycle of sneezes. The only thing worse than the sinus infection was knowing he’d brought this upon himself. But the soft warmth of Shiro was too soothing to let go of, even if it meant sneezing his soul out for the next hour.

Shiro gave a low, affectionate whine, curling around his master protectively as Megumi let out another exhausted “Hh’hhht-TCHHHuhhh!” into his fur. At least if he had to suffer, he’d do it somewhere warm.

“...Snff Hhh-TSSHHhh... Damn dog,” Megumi muttered weakly, already bracing himself for the next fit.

[gogenana]

Satoru makes Kento sneeze

In a cozy apartment tucked away from the hustle and bustle of Tokyo, a mischievous plan was brewing. Satoru Gojo, with his signature playful smirk, had decided it was the perfect afternoon to test just how far he could push Kento Nanami’s patience. The tools of his trade today? A single, delicate feather.

Kento, ever the picture of calm and composure, was sprawled out on the couch, reading a thick novel. His glasses were perched on his nose, and he seemed entirely engrossed in his book, oblivious to Satoru's devious intent. But Satoru was not one to be ignored.

Silently, Satoru crept closer, feather in hand. He carefully aimed the feather at Kento’s nose, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. With a gentle swipe, he brushed the feather against the tip of Kento’s nose.

Kento wrinkled his nose and lazily turned his head away, letting out a soft, discontented whine. “Satoru, what are you doing?”

“Just having a bit of fun,” Satoru replied, his voice light and teasing. He followed Kento’s nose, brushing the feather again. This time, Kento scrunched up his face, trying to stave off the impending sneeze. His nostrils flared slightly as he sniffled.

“Stop it,” Kento mumbled, but his words lacked conviction. He turned his head again, but Satoru was relentless.

“Oh, come on, Nanamin. Just one little sneeze?” Satoru’s grin widened as he tickled Kento’s nose once more. This time, Kento’s breath hitched, and Satoru knew he was close to success.

Kento could feel the tickling sensation intensify. His eyes fluttered shut as his breath hitched again. “Hah-! Satoru, I swear…”

But Satoru wasn’t backing down. He gave one last gentle swipe with the feather, and that was all it took. Kento’s chest rose sharply, and he let out a powerful sneeze. “hUH’SHEUGHh-!”

Satoru laughed, delighted by his success. “Bless you, Nanamin. That was quite the sneeze.”

Kento sniffled, rubbing his nose with the back of his hand. “Are you satisfied now?”

“Not quite,” Satoru said with a chuckle, brandishing the feather again. “I think we can get a few more out of you.”

Kento sighed, a mix of exasperation and amusement. He didn’t resist as Satoru moved in for another round, merely turning his head and wrinkling his nose again. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Impossible to resist,” Satoru teased, tracing the feather along the bridge of Kento’s nose. Kento’s breath began to hitch once more. “Hah-! HeH-! HEH’DSHEUHh-!”

Satoru’s laughter filled the room as Kento succumbed to another sneeze. “Bless you again. You look adorable when you’re all sneezy, you know?”

Kento’s cheeks tinged pink, a rare sight that Satoru cherished. “You’re insufferable,” Kento muttered, though there was a softness in his tone.

“Maybe, but you love me anyway,” Satoru said, leaning in to plant a quick kiss on Kento’s cheek.

Kento’s only response was a resigned sigh, but the corners of his mouth twitched upward in a faint smile. Satoru took that as a victory and decided to push his luck a bit further. He gently trailed the feather down Kento’s nose again, watching as his partner’s breath hitched and his nostrils flared.

“Ah, heH-! HADH’SHEUhh-!” Kento sneezed, louder and more forcefully this time. He sniffled and gave Satoru a look that was both irritated and affectionate.

“Bless you, Nanamin. You’re such a good sport,” Satoru said, his voice full of warmth.

Kento wiped his nose and shook his head, unable to hide the small smile playing on his lips. “You’re lucky I love you.”

“I know,” Satoru replied, pulling Kento into a gentle embrace. “And I love you too.”

[gogenana]

Kento is sick

Once upon a cozy Sunday morning, Kento and Suguru woke up entwined in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of their love-filled cocoon. As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Kento let out a sudden, loud sneeze that reverberated through the room, disrupting the tranquility.

"ah-hh’EGTZSHH’yeu!" Kento sneezed, his nose tickling with irritation.

Suguru chuckled softly, rubbing Kento’s back. "Bless you, Kento. Are you catching a cold, love?"

Kento groaned, feeling the onset of a stuffy nose and a slight headache. "Maybe," he admitted, burying his face into Suguru's comforting embrace.

Suguru held him closer, planting a gentle kiss on his forehead. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you," he promised, his voice filled with tenderness.

But Kento's sneezes persisted throughout the day, each one loud and messy, echoing in the room like tiny explosions of affection.

Suguru watched with amusement as Kento valiantly tried to suppress his sneezes, twisting away and covering his mouth with his hands. But as the day wore on, Kento grew weary from the effort, his muscles tense and sore.

"Sugu," Kento murmured, his voice hoarse from sneezing, "I can't keep doing this. My body hurts."

Suguru nodded understandingly, pulling Kento closer to his chest. "Then don't," he said softly. "Just let it out here."

And so, with Suguru's warm chest as his makeshift tissue, Kento surrendered to the relentless onslaught of sneezes, each one a testament to the strength of their bond.

"Uh’DTCHyeu! Uhh’DTTCHYEU! Hh’EHDZSHYUE!" Kento sneezed, his body wracked with spasms.

Suguru held him tighter, whispering words of comfort as Kento found solace in the safety of his arms.

"Heh-IGH’SHYUE! HuhhhGYSSCH’IUE! IHDZSHh’yue!" Kento continued, his sneezes blending into a symphony of love.

And as the day faded into night, with Kento nestled in Suguru's embrace, they knew that no matter how many sneezes life threw their way, they would face them together, united in love.

[gogenana]

Suguru is itchy

Suguru sat on the couch beside Kento, feeling the relentless itch in his nose that had plagued him all day. He desperately tried to suppress the urge to sneeze, not wanting to disturb the peaceful atmosphere they had created.

But as the tickle in his nose grew stronger, Suguru found himself unable to resist the temptation to rub his nose against Kento's shoulder. He pressed his nose into the soft fabric of Kento's sweater, hoping to alleviate the itch without causing a sneeze.

Kento glanced over at Suguru, a fond smile playing on his lips as he watched his boyfriend's futile attempts to stave off the sneeze. "You okay, love?" he asked, his voice filled with warmth and concern.

Suguru nodded, his nose still buried in Kento's shoulder as he rubbed it against the fabric. "Just trying to... heh-IGH’SHYUE!... hold baack... huhhhGYSSCH’IUE!... the sneezIHDZSHh’yue!," he replied between sneezes, his voice muffled by the sweater.

But despite Suguru's efforts, the itch in his nose only seemed to intensify, exacerbated by the texture of Kento's sweater. With a sigh of resignation, Suguru felt another sneeze building up inside him.

"Ah-hh’EGTZSHH’yeu! HhRZZSHH’Yeu! HHND’JYzsh’ue! NGT’CHh’Yiuh!" Suguru sneezed, the sound loud and messy as it erupted from his nose, his voice muffled by Kento's sweater as he buried his face in it.

Kento chuckled softly at Suguru's predicament, finding him utterly endearing even in his sneezing state. "Looks like that didn't quite work, huh?" he teased, reaching out to gently wipe away the stray droplets from Suguru's nose.

Suguru blushed, feeling embarrassed by his inability to control his sneezing. "Sorry," he murmured sheepishly, his cheeks flushed with color.

But Kento simply smiled and pulled Suguru into a warm embrace, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead. "No need to apologize, love," he said softly. "You're adorable even when you sneeze."

[gogenana]

Suguru has a cold

Once upon a chilly morning in the heart of Tokyo, Satoru Gojo woke up to the soft, stifled sounds of his partner Suguru Geto's sneezes. Groaning softly, Satoru blinked his eyes open, feeling the warmth of the bed beside him and the gentle rhythm of Suguru's stifled sneezes.

Suguru, unaware that Satoru was awake, was trying desperately to suppress his sneezes, pinching his nose and burying his face into the pillow. But despite his efforts, the stifled sneezes still managed to escape. “-Hdt’hh! Hahdt’hiu!”

Satoru couldn't help but smile fondly at his partner's struggles. He reached out a hand to gently rub Suguru's back, offering silent comfort as Suguru continued to battle with his morning sneezes.

Finally, Suguru gave up trying to stifle his sneezes and let out a loud, echoing “ hHAAd’iSSHHiuue!”Satoru chuckled softly, leaning over to press a kiss to Suguru's forehead.

"Good morning, love," Satoru murmured, his voice warm with affection.

Suguru turned to look at him, his eyes watery and red from his sneezing fits. "I'm sorry, Satoru," he said, his voice hoarse. "I can't seem to hold them back."

Satoru shook his head, running a gentle hand through Suguru's hair. "Don't apologize, Suguru. It's just a cold. Let me take care of you."

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As the day wore on, Suguru's nose grew increasingly itchy, much to his frustration. No matter how hard he tried to alleviate the itchiness, it persisted, driving him to the brink of desperation.

He tried pinching his nose shut, pressing his fingers against the bridge in a futile attempt to suppress the sneezes. But each stifled sneeze only seemed to make the itchiness worse, leaving him gasping for breath as he struggled to contain the urge to sneeze.

"HAHdt-hh! Hh…hAADTt-iue!" Suguru's attempts to stifle his sneezes were met with little success, the sound muffled but still audible throughout their apartment.

Satoru watched with concern, his heart aching at Suguru's obvious discomfort. He did his best to distract Suguru, suggesting they watch a movie or play a game together, but Suguru's relentless sneezing made it difficult for him to focus on anything else.

With each passing hour, Suguru's sneezes grew louder and more frequent, echoing through the apartment like a symphony of discomfort. "HAhDt-iSSH’yiue! Hh…hAHDT-yYIISSHH'yiuue! HiaADTt-yYYISSSHH'yiuUe!" His sneezes reverberated off the walls, leaving Suguru feeling exhausted and drained.

But through it all, Satoru remained by his side, offering comfort and support in any way he could. He fetched tissues and cold medicine, brewed pots of soothing tea, and held Suguru close, whispering words of encouragement in his ear.

And as the day faded into evening, Suguru found solace in Satoru's unwavering presence, knowing that no matter how itchy his nose may be or how many sneezes he may endure, he was never alone as long as he had Satoru by his side.

[gogenana]

Masterlist

Yessnz

Suguru has a cold

Suguru is itchy

Kento is sick

Satoru makes Kento sneeze

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Kento needs a hug

Kento is clingy

Kento has been lonely

Kento doesn’t want to bother Suguru