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    “Did you,” Nanako grits out with the frustration of a long-suffering bystander to a pair of lovestruck idiots, “notice anything about the pictures.”

    Geto tilts his head. “Not particularly. They’re rather nice photos, though.”

    Nanako throws her hands in the air and nearly upchucks her phone in the process. “How can you not see it?” she complains. “You both are so mushy and gushy all the time, you always look at him like he’s the funniest person in the room when he’s practically never, he looks at you like you’ve hung the moon and stars in the sky, and even my phone can pick up on the fact that—”

    “You look at him like you love him,” Mimiko says quietly.

    Geto falls into a pensive silence. A few moments later, he lets out an abrupt laugh, but it sounds forced, even to Mimiko.

    “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

    Nanako’s mouth falls open. “You cannot be serious.”

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    or, cult leaders Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, as told by Mimiko and Nanako

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    Someone ordered the most bitter coffee on the menu. He did not question why. Everyone has their preference, Suguru thought to himself.

    “Satoru? Ah, that’s a nice name,” he muttered to himself before looking up to see the man who placed the order, ready to pay.

    But for some reason, the person’s eyes that were the color of clear blue sky stared at him, and those eyes held a certain emotion Suguru could not quite describe. It was as though the man was seeing a past in his own present. A memory in another life overlapping with the memory of this life. It was that transient moment in time when everything seems to make absolute sense.

    It feels as though it finally made sense, why Satoru would always wake up from the same dream, crying over the same person, in the same place that was not quite the same as the City he lives in.

    It made sense, because the very person he always sees in his dream is right in front of him, calling his name.

    “Satoru?”

    Or: Gojo Satoru remembers his past life in an alternate universe where he was the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer and how he met Geto Suguru in his current life.

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    “You Hollow Purple’d me,” Megumi accuses. “You aimed it right at me.”

    Satoru feels a flash of lightning strike through him, igniting an angry fire in him. He’s mad and bitter and wants to shout I had to. I had to, I had to because you made me, how could you make me do that, make me do that to you?

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    gojo wins. megumi and gojo try to cope with the aftermath.

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    Satoru was not jealous.

    The girl who had been tittering to Suguru cuddled up closer to him, chest not so subtly pressing against Suguru’s arm as she batted her lashes up at him.

    The pencil in Satoru’s hand snapped, bits of wood and graphite splintering across his notes.

     

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    two best friends who are oblivious and possessive (eventually) get their shit together ✌🏽

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