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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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    22 May 2026

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    They make me so fucking happy UUYFGSHGFGHDFGHSGVGBHVGO UHBJ

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    The first time they meet, Suguru and Satoru do not like each other. Arrogant, cocky, insufferable, they think. Despite the smirks Shoko gives Suguru, or the sighs Yaga gives Satoru, they do not like each other.

    Until a mission changes that.

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    22 May 2026

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    A work of ART

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    “Baby,” Kinji says softly, crawling up over her body. She squeezes her eyes shut, turns her head, can’t help that her lips have settled into a pout. “Baby.” Kinji repeats, closer now, his voice that low growl that does all sorts of things to her. He’s half resting on her body, half on the bed, his elbows planted above her shoulders. She can feel the rough of his jacket against her skin.

    “Outside clothes on the bed disgust me.” She says and doesn’t open her eyes. There’s a pause. She feels the weight of him, the warmth of him leaving, hears the rustle of clothes as he takes off his jacket, his shirt, hears the clink of his belt buckle and the metallic sound of his zipper. She shivers despite herself, thighs clenching together, hands lifting up to play idly with her choker.

    The bed dips and sways and then the warm scent of him is back, his sweat and the sandalwood cologne she buys for him, deep with green moss, light around the edges with citrus peel.

    “Baby,” He repeats, laying himself over her, his thick muscles caging her into the bed. She’s covered in his warmth– her golden glowing sun. “Look at me, pretty girl.”

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    19 May 2026

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    THIS AUTHORRR SBIGHSIVYTGSV IGHHSHS IM CRYINH I LOVE THEM SM THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY UDTGSITYVGJSVYRCUYFSCUYRSYRTSIYRSIYRFYTYFTV

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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    19 May 2026

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    This fic was actually fucking INSANE oh my god i will 100% be rereading

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    “I feel like I’ve told you this before,” Satoru sighs eventually, still refusing to meet Suguru’s eyes. “I don’t— trust other people to touch me.”

    Suguru lifts an eyebrow. “You don’t trust me?”

    (or: Suguru just wants to touch Satoru without the barrier. Despite not allowing himself to be touched in years, Satoru lets him.)

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    10 May 2026

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    Oh myvgod i love overstimulation sm im SHAKING from how good this is