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    They aren’t dating officially; Gojo had made that clear from the moment Nanami was hired at the school, hoping to alleviate any stress Nanami might feel about balancing work and a relationship or about having people know he’s seeing Gojo.

    Still, they’re far from just friends, and the time they do spend together tends to be in the privacy of one of their apartments, interactions laced with an intimacy that few would consider platonic. The ambiguity hadn’t bothered him as much before, but now in the low light of the izakaya, surrounded by company, it’s beginning to look a bit more like a problem.

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    21 May 2026

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    The first thing Nanami registers is the smell of antiseptic, sharp and nauseating. The next is the burn of fluorescents against his eyelids.

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    19 May 2026

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    “You died,” Satoru says. “I killed you. You made me kill you."

    His words are sturdy, but encumbered with wretched grief, swayed by indignation. Suguru is immobilized, a silent witness to the veracity that Satoru is sharing

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    Suguru comes back. It's hard.

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    05 May 2026

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    “Your touch,” Megumi says, then cuts off, sounding frustrated. He moves Satoru’s hand so that it’s pressed against his chest, right over his heart, and Satoru lets him, curious where this is going and simultaneously touched by how gentle Megumi is being.

    Satoru lifts a brow, regarding Megumi as the boy seems to struggle with what he wants to say.

    “Your touch,” Megumi starts again, lifting his gaze to stare resolutely at Satoru. “I can’t feel it.”

    And oh. Satoru feels his mouth go dry, because of course the boy has to be exactly like him, down to the same love language. Of course.

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    or; Gojo Satoru's love language is a weakness, until it's not.

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    03 May 2026

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    Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.

    In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.

    Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.

    But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.

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    02 May 2026