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    There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.

    “No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.

    “But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.

    “Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”

    Suguru waves it off.

    “When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.

    “So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.

    “I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.

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    But part of him wanted to scream, wanted to grasp onto Kaveh’s wrist as he got up to dance in the tavern, wanted to throw out flowers from suitors because they were stupid and would die soon and didn’t belong in their house, wanted to pin Kaveh’s hair up with hairpins he gifted him, wrap Kaveh in the scarves that his gaze lingered on when they went shopping together. Wanted to drink from the same cup of wine. Wanted to press his lips to his.

    Kaveh is loved by many. Logically speaking, this shouldn't affect Alhaitham at all.

    It does.

    Or: random person of the week no. 78 hits on Kaveh. Alhaitham pines.

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    06 Sep 2026

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    One day, while innocently eavesdropping around the bazaar, Kaveh hears that Alhaitham, apparently, has a partner.
    A whole lot of assumptions follow.

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    “I must say, Acting Grand Sage, I certainly didn’t expect your patronage at my little stall. It must be a special occasion if you’re buying flowers, I assume?” The older woman smiles as she hands him the bouquet in exchange for a small pouch of mora.

    “Mm, it is.” Alhaitham nods. “They’re for my partner.”

    Both the stall vendor and Kaveh gasp in surprise. Kaveh doesn’t dare move or look in Alhaitham’s way as he stands still, staring straight ahead.
    Surely he must have heard it wrong.

    The woman stammers a bit but recovers quickly, and Kaveh can hear her giggle. “O-oh, it’s my honor to sell them to you, then. I hope they are to your partner’s liking.”

    “They are quite beautiful.”

    “Beautiful flowers for a beautiful person?” The vendor teases.

    Kaveh steals a glance in their direction, just enough to see the man smile gently.

    “Yes, exactly.”

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    06 Sep 2026

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    Gojō Satoru is the strongest. That's a fact. Suguru knows that— Suguru has watched Satoru rise above every hurdle placed in his path. He'd seen Satoru hit a wall and learn from it. Grow. Get stronger. Satoru is the strongest, and there's no question about it.

    Gojō Satoru is the strongest, but that doesn't mean the strongest can't fall too.

    Suguru was just never prepared for it to actually happen like this.

    or,

    Suguru's not ready to face the consequences of his own actions when it comes to seeing how his leaving had hurt Satoru.

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    06 Sep 2026

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    Satoru's touch is as cool as it's warm, and Suguru's cursed energy is, apparently, as burning as it's the navy blue of a starry night. And he is bursting with nerves and the urge to kiss, and to bite, and to consume, to become - and he's as calm as ever, confident that their flesh had been crafted precisely for this: for this, this closeness, this unity, Satoru's palm against his cheek. All paradoxes circling each other like beta fish.

    He doesn't yet know where to go with it, Satoru's tender description of his very soul. He wishes he could say it back, that he could see the very essence of Satoru too rather then just feel it, like a blind man grasping at a great piece of art, trying to understand color just by feeling the ridges the paintbrush left. Instead, all he can think of is Blue, blue, blue of his eyes and blue of the cool touch of his hand and Blue of their power and of their curse and of their Infinity.

    All he think to say is, like a call, maybe like a prayer: "Satoru"

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    Or: Satoru's favourite color is one no one but him can see. Suguru's is blue.

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    29 Aug 2026