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    "Feels good, right?" Shidou whispered into Sae's ear, breath fanning over his skin in a way he knew would send anyone's heartbeat into a frenzy.

    Sae didn't flinch when Shidou hooked a finger into his waistband, brought his lips dangerously close to the soft skin of Sae's neck, waiting for the genius to judo-flip him to the ground like he half expected him to. He'd let him, obviously, because it was Sae.

    "Get off me," said Sae.

    But there was no real threat behind it; he said it so calmly that Shidou didn't buy it for a second. He tugged Sae's hip toward him by his waistband, a little harder than he'd intended to. But fuck, it was getting so hard not to just grab this genius and pin him to that big fucking bed.

    "You sure?" He whispered, skimming his lips over Sae's skin, tempting him with it. Teasing him with it.

    Shidou felt something shift in the air between them. No, wait, he felt something shift in Sae.

    And that was before he pressed his lips right into Sae's neck.

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    OR: Itoshi Sae and Shidou Ryuusei find themselves playing for the same premier team in the Neo Egoist League. Tension runs high.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    Struggling for air, Ryuusei’s hand shot up to Sae’s pale, bare shoulder, pressing firmly, nails digging slightly, an attempt to show the whole thing was getting too much for him to handle, despite the teasing smirk still on his face.

    “When I give an order, you follow it. Got it, demon?” Sae murmured, leaning just slightly closer, their bodies tense, their faces mere inches apart. The restrictive weight of Sae's palm against Ryuusei’s throat kept him pinned, yet close enough to feel every subtle motion.

    “Fuck, Sae-chan… yeah, I got it,” Ryuusei groaned, every nerve on fire, struggling to keep his voice steady. “But I don’t think you’re squeezing hard enough.”

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    What was supposed to be just a month in Sae's homeland to handle the monotonous bureaucracy of his passport renewal unfolded instead into a pink hell called Shidou Ryuusei, who stubbornly refused to give him any peace.

    Or Sae is the new PXG's stand-in coach and Shidou is thrilled about it.

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    24 Jun 2026

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    He steps back, angles his body towards the front entrance of the building. In a matter of two metres he’ll be out of view.

    “It was...” Suguru starts, before he can go any further.

    Satoru pauses, tilts his head at him, and waits.

    Suguru, breathless still and almost incapable of any thought under than SatoruSatoruSatoru, finally finishes, “I’m so happy to see you. Satoru.”

    Satoru smiles again – tiny, a barely-there curve at the corner of his lips. Familiar, but not like how he used to smile at him.

    “Me too, Suguru,” he says, and then he’s walking away, his head lowered with one of his hands pushing the hair back from his forehead.

    He looks back at him from the door. Suguru straightens, his chest filling up as he takes a desperate breath. Then Satoru waves and disappears inside.

     

    Or, Suguru Geto hasn't seen Satoru Gojo for more than a decade. If he has things his way, he'll see him every day for the rest of his life.

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    22 Jun 2026

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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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    22 Jun 2026

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    "“You remember me?” Satoru asks.
    Suguru’s laugh gets bigger, big enough that his arms unfold, and he braces one hand on the counter. When he looks up at Satoru, his eyes are warm and a little wet, the corners still crinkling with his smile. Satoru can’t remember the last time he saw Geto Suguru smile like that.
    “Of course, I remember you,” Suguru says like it’s the simplest thing in the world. “How could I forget you?”"

    Satoru wanders into a new bookstore on his way home from work that happens to be owned by his former best friend who he hasn't seen in ten years.

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    22 Jun 2026