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a/n - needy, filthy nanami is my fav sorry not sorry. tw 18+ - somnophilia.

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normally steady, calm — careful hands no travelled down your body frantic almost excited. taking off the pink panties you had put on right before you went to bed. when you texted him to say goodnight.

nanami knew he would miss you, passing up a night with his wife over his friends wasn't something he often did. tonight however they had something to celebrate. nanami pulled in one of the top clients for the law firm and he felt like he deserved a much needed reward aswell.

the night in your bedroom was serene, unbothered. the moon slightly lit through your blinds. you had tossed and turned all night without having your husband there. now your body slept a peaceful and untroubled as the air felt.

you didn't notice your husbands familiar hands pulling down your panties — maybe that's why you didn't. his hands on your body almost felt like you were touching yourself. that's how one you were with your husband. that's how he knew the pink panties meant he was allowed.

quickly he hurried his belt off, his pants dropping down the floor in one swift motion as he climbed onto bed. "i missed you so honey.." his spicy cognac smell only made you sleep deeper somehow, your body now fully aware this was your husband.

"so, so, so much.." he muttered breathy over your skin while his hands trembled. itching to feel more. to be inside of you.

so instead of wasting time nanami moved you onto your back softly your face so peaceful he almost felt bad for disturbing your sleep.. he just had to be very careful...

when he finally felt the warmth of your pussy on his tip he couldn't hold back any longer, he thrusted himself into the familiar warm, comforting spot.

there he laid draped over your sleeping figure. disheveled blond hair almost covering his eyes. cognac smelling breath lingering in the air while he tried his best to let you adjust to him.

slowly but surely he began thrusting softly, agonisingly soft. the last thing nanami wanted to do was hurt you. especially when he missed you so so much.

so when you whimpered for him and your face scrunched up with need even in your sleep, it was even harder. his thrusts sped up. hands finding his way under your -his- oversized shirt to massage your breasts. his face dug down burying himself in your next while rutting into you at a pace he wasn't aware of.

so lost in you, his drunken haze, you.

it just felt too good. too warm to much you. he was overwhelmed with how much he finally had but also he still wanted more, licking at your neck he felt like a desperate dog lapping away. trying so hard to get just a little more of your scent..

nanami was a filthy man. you just didn't know how much. he reached under your arm so he could reach it up and hurry his nose in your armpit where your smell was the strongest. and taking a good whiff while rutting into you harder — still trying to contain his composure..

TW 18+

"Count, baby.”

You hadnt done anything to deserve getting spanked you were so good for him you offered. "Suguru?" You sat on the couch next to your boyfriend who had his hair loosely tied in a bun reading something his black glasses hung low on his nose.

He hummed nodding his head eyes scanning the paper. You hesitated for a moment. Your lips pressing into a thing line. You had seen the book he was reading. You knew it because you read a lot of books too, got recommended it before. The main lead was female and an absolute brat. You tried reading it but the ending got too... much. So you stopped reading it but seeing it in your boyfriends hands a couple days ago you decided to have a scan again.

That's how you knew he was reading a chapter where she got spanked until she cried, punished for something you didn't really know because you only scanned these scenes. To know what it was that your boyfriend hid behind those dark eyes he had sometimes. Sometimes. You couldn't really make out if he was looking at you or through you. If he wanted to eat your heart or cherish it.

You leaned forward a bit sitting closer to him, Suguru put the book away along with his glasses smiling softly at you before pressing a longing kiss to your lips, gentle, soft. Controlled. Like always.

You pouted against his lips when he pulled away. "What's wrong, baby?"

You let out a small sigh of nerves. "Suguru, why did you put it away?" He slightly tilted his head ushering u to speak on. "The book, I know what you're reading. You won't even let me see it.." Suguru scanned your face with his eyes, trying to see what it was you had gotten in your head. At times Suguru had to be careful because you would literally do anything for him, he needed to make sure he didn't push you over edge — break you.

Right now he wasn't sure how to respond. You had been reading your own book. He kept the cover folded over so you wouldn't see but still you had this look of longing in your eyes of pleasing him.

"Is that what you want to do?" You asked softly. Suguru looked down at your soft lips, the way he had just tenderly kissed them, the same ones that left your doubtful thoughts in the air now.

But he couldn't lie to you. He shrugged softly pecking your lips one more time. "Sometimes, only because you never give me a reason to punish you."

You couldn't help but smile at that because you were proud of how good You were for him. You knew he was too. "You could.." you began looking away. Suguru tilted his head softly to see your entire face better but still you didn't turn so instead he grabbed your chin forcing you to look at him. "I could what?"

You gulped softly his dark eyes stared down at your lips your entire face you felt small under his demanding gaze the one he always had when he forced you to confess. You stammered. "Uh, you could. You could do that." You nodded softly. Reassuringly. Suguru couldn't help but smile softly. "You want me to spank you?" You silently agreed bobbing your head again.

You watched his tongue move across his bottom lip imagining it. His dark eyes taking over in a way you only saw when he tried to retrieve them. When he closed his eyes. Trying to regain his control, you just saw it as him hiding from You.

You were bend over Suguru's lap. Only in your bra and panties a matching purple set he had bought for you. His fingers dug under the material of the panties, the back; feeling the material lift up to adjust the strap, no folded over straps everything must lay perfect onto your skin. Your toes curled with anticipation. You were scared now having given yourself over there was no going back. Suguru hummed softly rubbing your bare ass with him palm. "I'll try to be gentle baby." He cooed."don't.." You shouldn't of said it because as soon as you did his hand reached up in the air and back down on your ass. You gasped at how hard the first slap was. Suguru was in pure bliss holding his hand there, watching the flesh of your ass turn redder, the way it jiggled beneath the slam of his hand.

You really shouldn't of awakened this in him. What if he couldn't turn back now?

Another one. You screamed. "Count, sweetheart." Suguru rubbed the red mark of his hand that was now marking your ass. Softly in soothing circles. "You're doing good baby, thank you sweetie." Your stomach turned with butterflies. You had done it you made him proud-

Smack!

"Ah- three!.." you cried out. Suguru shook his head murmuring "that's one baby, you didn't count the other two. Think you can do eight for me?" Your eyes widened. As badly as you wanted to shake your head no. You nodded yes. Suguru smiled. "I knew you could baby, you know the safeword right?" "Mhm."

"What is it?"

You looked at the floor beneath you. "Swan." Suguru continued to rub his hand over your prickling flesh. "Good, girl."

Smack!

You shut your eyes again like it would make the pain go away. "Mm-two!" You didn't know if you could take 8 of these..

six more. Just six more. He will be so proud-

Smack!

You sharply sucked in a breath between your teeth. "Three!"

"I didn't know you could make me any prouder baby, you just never cease to amaze me. My perfect girl.."

smack!

Tears were starting to fall down your cheeks. "Four.." Suguru gave you a bit longer that time. Hearing the tremble in your voice made him almost feel bad, if he didn't enjoy this so much.

"You're getting all red baby, it's so pretty. I want it to be purple." He whispered the last part. Purple was his favourite after all.

Smack!

You whinged at the fifth. "Five!" A sob left your lips as the word did.

"it feels nice right baby?" He cooed. You shook your head.

Smack!

"Words baby." "Six! Mm-yes-s it feel-s nice." You sobbed. The only thing that felt nice was how proud you were making him and the fact it was almost over!

Smack!

"S-sev-en!" Your nails dug into his leg. He soothed the spot once more softly running his hands over your plump deep dark red, small purple spots forming.

"Baby? You okay?" He asked his hand softly stroking your hair. You nodded. "Promise?"

"I-i p-promise. Just- one. More." You spoke up through breaths calming your tears down, “Good girl, here." Suguru slightly bend over giving you his arm. You furrowed your brows. "Huh?"

"Bite." He pushed his forearm into your mouth, you opened your mouth setting your teeth onto his arm, not in. Not even applying pressure. So sweet, his little angel wouldn't even hurt him after what he had just done.

Smack!

This one was harder then any of the ones before, quickly you did bite down into his arm, harshly you could taste the iron in your mouth from how hard you bit down, Suguru groaned behind you, his hand rubbing your ass. "You did so good baby, so good. It's over." suguru softly cooed at your sobs. "So fucking pretty." He whispered staring down at the purple bruises that covered your ass a permanent mark you were his.

you bit your lip feeling him starting to rub lower, dipping his fingers into your panties where you were now soaked, “too shy to tell me you wanted it urself hm? had to make me the bad guy..” he chuckled at the spot that now dampened your panties.

a/n - i don’t write suguru enuf and i had this draft so. ya. lowk conflicted ab the title but whatever

also book mentioned is imaginary aka i made it up this isn’t inspired off anything ..

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satosugu x reader chapter fourteen

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Were you blind? You almost wanted to laugh at the way Satoru nudged Suguru every couple of moments telling him he did it wrong and Suguru telling him off because he already failed once. the glances Satoru made at suguru or the way he placed his face on his shoulder the same way he did with you.

How his fingers slightly pressed against Suguru lips when he fed him a piece of cake. that's when a smile slipped, "what are you looking at?" Satoru grinned looking at you, he loved when you observed them — gave them your undivided attention.

everytime you miraculously found yourself in their embrace; satorus bed or now sugurus you didn't miss your pillows one bit- usually being quite picky about the density and what not, wasn't something you had space for in your mind right now.

not with sugurus arm wrapped around you like your own personal heater. his arm squeezing you slightly every time his skin graced over yours to flip the page he was done reading.

thats what you thought when you completely sank away in his embrace, suguru on the other hand was just trying to get you a little closer.

absolutely thrilled you always managed to get tangled in their web so easily, after all you did it yourself when you absentmindedly suggested he read to you — who was suguru if he passed up on the opportunity to have you like this? laid down in his grasp, able to easily move you closer to him so your ribs tucked perfectly into his side, his ribs to yours. his arm twice the size of yours wrapped around you.

you had never felt more safe then when you were in their embrace.. even if you didnt exactly realize that yet.

his voice was so soft — soothing yet deep and grounding perfect for telling a story — right next to your ear reading the lines on the page before you. you were slowly sinking away in his hold, the soft crackling sound of the candles that flickered across the walls, the sound of the rustling of the sheets anytime suguru or you slightly moved.

Your eyes grew heavy but not yet asleep, you didnt remember feeling this tired in your own room?

because even after accepting your possible feelings for them now — you were severely in denial about the affect they had on you; the affect your body had long accepted so really it wasn’t so strange suddenly you were tired because of the complete and utter peace he brought your mind anytime you went to him for it..

and now you finally had it like any other time you went to him.

it was almost like they were training your body to feel safe around them so your mind would also recognize it as such. every-time after you spoke to them and had that relief they hugged you, pressing your nose into their chest or their neck thus causing your mind to link the feeling, suguru knew it from the way you instantly sank away in his hold once he started reading, when he got you close enough to properly smell him. your muscles lost their tension. even if it was minimal it was your minds discomfort at the rules you laid out for yourself. the ones they were slowly but surely breaking.

no, they wouldnt, right?

he continued reading even while moving his hand away from the book to grab something beside the bed once you felt the lighter you realized he was smoking, not very odd suguru usually did.

However right now it wasn't for himself though. No. As soon as he lit the joint and took a hit to get it burning, he put it to your lips.

He couldn’t quite describe what he felt — he wouldn’t describe it as tingles..? he was 23, a man - he had never felt tingles.. that was silly. Impossible. intriguing... ?

did you really have that much affect on them? ofcourse you did.

he knew the answer was yes but finding out more and more how much you actually could just showed him you were his destiny.

you made him feel things he had never felt before.

he tried to ignore the feeling- which he couldnt. the weird sensation in his chest was persistent every-time you parted your lips and took the joint from him even without so much as asking him why he did it or even questioning the action at all.

He tried to control his breathing as he watched your lips around the joint but really it was the fact you listened to him without him speaking that got him so satisfied?

He wasn't quite sure what to call it.

To suguru It was a small act of your love for him but it was enough to satisfy him so much so he now wondered if he could feel butterflies.

Was it possible?

He had felt this weird feeling before with you but maybe it was because you were laying in his arms in his bed that it was so much stronger..

Must be... he couldn't be having tingles, butterflies? No. he almost laughed at the idea even if it intrigued him what this was. this new feeling, he liked it a lot.. he wanted to feel it again.. now.

He took the joint away again allowing you to inhale before placing it back at your lips. It didn’t take much for you to get stoned with how mushed up your mind already was from being in his space like this and knowing he wasn’t upset. You were so relieved he wasn’t upset. The last thing you wanted was to break up their friendship you knew how much that hurt. Or to lose them yourself. Even if suguru now made you forget all about that ..

You moved onto your side your cheek on his chest right below his chin. His warm skin under your cheek made you melt away your hand resting on his naked stomach not even really conscious of the act. Suguru tilted his head back just a little while smoking to ensure it wouldn’t get in your hair but also because you were absolutely killing him. He couldn't deny the tingles he had now, the ones he so obviously felt under your small warm palm..

His heart was going so fast it made you put your other hand on his shoulder to steady yourself up after you turned around.

You were now sitting on your knees looking at him. Eyes hung low. Hair a bit messy from laying in his arms. “Your heart.. is going really fast suguru.. are you okay?” You asked your brows had a small crease between them, lips in an unknown pout. You were also seriously tired. He smiled at your worry for him.

Gah, you had to shut up soon and sleep or he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Your hand reached out settling on where you could feel his heart beat. And for a moment you could see shock in sugurus eyes.

Like he had let the switch be turned for a second.

Ready to let go.

Ready to ruin everything he so carefully build up. The space he had to give you because Satoru obviously wasn't doing it. So instead of losing it, scaring you away..

His big hand reached behind your head guiding you back down onto him chest, which soothed him more then you realized — his lips turned up, his featured softened along with his eyes, giving you a small nod to just lay down and again you did without a second thought. He must be okay.. maybe he should stop smoking..

you laid down your mind cloudy but at peace now on his chest. His muscles were so well defined, so carved out you thought they’d be rock hard but yet they were soft… like pillows you could sink away into. Suguru smiled watching your eyes close as he read the story you had picked out.the candles softly flickered a yellow hue onto the walls allowing you to see parts of the room. if you were looking.

it wasnt the candles that made this so feel so.. intimate, no.

you tried to think of an excuse.

an explanation? to what it was that made you forget every thought anytime you ended up closer to them, to him.

but it wasnt the distant scent of the candles that did this or his muscles that had this affect on you it wasnt even his warm arm around you or the deep hum in the back of his voice that relaxed you because those things didnt even come close to the ecstasy your mind somehow felt when you smelled him..

his musk, him.

not the perfume he wore that had long wore off throughout the day, not the faint smell off his shampoo or aftershave — his deodorant.

their scent completely drove your mind to mush.

Maybe it was the fact you had been overthinking so much these past hours — your mind craved his comfort even more, the relief of feeling okay with satoru then thinking again about if they possibly wanted you to pick.

At times like those your mind went at a pace even you couldn't keep up with.

and at times likes these, suddenly it was gone, the speed at which your mind went at seemingly stood still in traffic.

You were gone after about five minutes but ten minutes in he properly heard your snores.

Suguru's pov.

when i finally heard your soft snores i sighed in relieve for finally being able to let go.

finally, you had gone to sleep.. i can finally relax my body properly, settling down — putting the book on the right side of me.

Now I could finally spend my time with you, like i intend to.

Without feeling like every little thing you do makes me tip over edge, you make me drip, lose small parts of my control before I properly tip, spilling over and scaring you away but I can't have that.. can't scare you away when I do lose it...when my love is too much for you at once, i must make it up to you first.

even if i know you accept me, us.

you dont know what that means yet my pretty girl.

maybe having you in my bed allows me the opportunity to actually fight for the control I need to keep when your eyes are open..

if it's this hard without seeing your beautiful smile and the twinkle in your eyes i'm far from where i need to be.. because anytime you do smile, laugh... look at me that way you when i'm freshly back from the gym or the shower, reading my book... it's get harder for me to hold back..

you want us but youre so damn stubborn..

Except for when your eyes glossed over for a second so worried I'd be jealous of Satoru.. your fear hold you back, same it does us and at time dear i dont know how to fix it all.. jealous of satoru?

I can understand why you think that way — in your mind you must've somewhere started calculating Choso into this, how? I don't know.

But you mentioning him makes me think you may think what me and Satoru share can be comparable the friendship we share with choso when it doesn't come near..

what you don't realise yet either is that what we share that bond with you — our friendship with choso could never compare to. we are so much more then this 'friendship' why cant you just accept that already?

Softly I moved away a little making sure your body fell onto the soft pillows bellow. Your beautiful face, I really was envious of satoru. Of the fact he got to experience this...

yet here you are giving me the same thing..

you don’t want to give us mixed emotions and you don’t sweet girl.. its your fear of pain..dont you know we would never hurt you?

those walls you have, you want us to climb them. I understand that now. We will make it up to you, everything. Our stupidity won’t get in the way again. we will help you accept like we have been doing.

I laid my head down on my pillow only a couple inches away from where's yours laid; yours because now that your head had touched it, its yours, i will cherish that pillow forever sweet girl. the first pillow your mind laid to rest on in my own bed..

I didnt even realise when my hand found your pretty, soft, delicate face till your lashes fluttered when my finger tips touched your skin.

I pulled my hand back afraid to wake you, scared you’d see the way I probably looked just like satoru did this morning..

I couldn’t mistrust him like this.. i almost felt guilty for letting the thought slipped he may have lost his control with you, he knows how important you are to us..

I knew he wouldn’t do what I had feared, maybe I feared it because I didn’t know if I had the strength myself..

and then here you come again, testing me.

I breathed out only to breathe your scent in when I finally breathed in again. only for your scent to be the first thing i tasted in the air once i breathed in again, your soft subtle perfume that had now mostly wore off, but i knew it wasnt your perfume alone it was you.. your scent.. from stressing out.. cute, you really thought id be jealous? because you kissed Satoru..? maybe a bit off that yes, the fact you had made the first move and i wasnt there to see.. were you scared i was jealous he got the first taste? scared id feel left out ?

How adorable.. as if i didn't get a taste first, not of your lips but.. in a way i did. not that id ever mention that knowing youd turn every shade of red known to mankind, maybe i should.. the thought id oddly endearing..

my finger trailed your face, again - softer, — first your nose, every curve, from the top between your brows down to the tip of your pretty nose — your soft lips the ones i may be jealous satoru got a taste of first even if i tried to talk that out of my mind.. your eyebrows, the shape; the other side of your face so even if i ever went blind my fingers would be able to memorise your beauty — the same way i had an uncountable amount of times before landing right down at your adorable little chin. your lips softly parted whispering something, something i didnt have the I didn't get the gratification of hearing. “hm? what is it, baby?” my hand softly caressed your hair the motion soothing you so much you let out a soft moan.

so fucking cute.

you tossed a little — your body moving closer to where i was laying now only a couple inches away while i traced your face then your soft hair, your beautiful hair.

maybe thats why at times i needed to prove this was real, you are.

because i still have the strands of your hair — when it wasn't.

The ones you left on my clothes after you hugged me, the first time two months, three weeks and two days ago..little tokens to remind myself i wasnt imagining this, you.

now its almost unfathomable to think you werent here with us.. to think we had the patience to watch from afar for months..

because here you are, in my bed.. not mine yet but awfully close arent you?

i smiled for a moment because it quickly got wiped off my lips when i saw the deep bruising mark on your arm now. I sighed a deep pain settling in the middle of my chest. No amount of smoking would get rid of the anger i felt, the fact satoru hadnt found them yet made it worse with the day but while you were busy with your friend i did get the chance of paying your professor a visit...

i softly whispered, cautious not to wake you. "you make me weak y'know?" sometimes it feels like youre the only person i can talk to, like this. "i shouldve killed him for how he spoke to you.." should've done more but somehow you make me weak, so I convinced myself he may still he useful, he may help me understand why he spoke to you that way.

i mindlessly traced your features again my face something that i now realized soothes me, you do without even knowing i thought while getting closer to you, to the point our noses almost touched. my hand laid softly ontop your hair, as if it felt like youd move away if i didnt keep you with me.

some strange part of my mind is still terrified youll feel overwhelmed, by us. by so many things you have yet to figure out... "we will find them.. theyll get a lot worse then this pretty girl, i promise.." i whispered absently my fingers softly touching the bruise. not hard enough for you to notice not even hard enough to dent your skin it. just long enough for my fingers to be the last to have touched that spot.. not them.

you moved again slightly; further towards me. even in your sleep..

sometimes, you give me this feeling.. i dont know what to do with it.. its like i want to lock you up and keep you to myself while simultaneously not wanting to do that. whats that about? feelings, feelings.

to have the privilege of understanding them hm? even as i struggle with my own yours stay a dozen times more interesting then mine. "what could you be dreaming of.." i wondered.

“its okay... youre safe with us.. safe even from the thoughts that cause you harm..” i whispered thinking back to your earlier statements so panicked, so scared to talk.. why? dont you know by now you cant say anything wrong?

i watched your nose twitch. your eyes fluttered softly. “shh, sleep. stay asleep for me, baby.” my hand continued to softly soothe your head which helped. your lips softly parted again. and i was sure this time i could hear my name. very softly. a faint whisper. maybe i was going mad with need- want. for you. my hand softly trailing from your hair down your face again to your shoulder, your collar bone where i pulled my hand back. if anyone had seen it they may have thought i hurt myself but nothing was further from the truth.

"'All I wanted was to be closer to you but I had now finally accepted I was a hypocrite in my worries towards Satoru...

end pov

You slept so soundly. You didn’t even realise you were dreaming.

It was sudden. Not like most dreams. You woke up in the middle of you running in a grass field. The grass must’ve been up till your belly button it was so high. You heard them laughing behind you.

Properly, not their contained chuckle. A belly laugh like that time they pranked you. When you looked behind you Satoru had a great big grin on his face, showing off his pointy canines. “I’m almost there! You better keep running — when I get you, you’re mine!”

“No-" Suguru was right behind you before you knew it your feet were running in the air from sugurus hugging you off the ground when he finally caught you and softly nipping your ear," she’s mine, you’re so slow Satoru.” You laughed trying to move you ear to your shoulder an attempt to get him off but ofcourse that was no use. Satoru was right there on your other side. “I’m not slow! She likes being chased, I was just giving her a shot.” He rolled his eyes peppering your cheeks in kisses. “You were veryyy fast princess.” He smiled kissing you-

Your eyes opened. Not to the bright light of Satoru’s room. Or the black dark room that was yours. But to a dimly golden glowing room. Suguru’s curtains were thicker then Satoru’s but thinner then yours. The sun shined through creating a gold streak going all the way through the room. You could see it now. His bed and the four black poles above you. His black sheets that felt like nothing and everything at the same time. So comforting light but pressuring enough. Weirdly — suguru like.

You exhaled. Looking at the ceiling. I can’t be dreaming this… you tried to convince yourself even after Satoru’s confession even after suguru telling you he would talk to you.

even after you let yourself lay in his arms yesterday — you didn’t leave yourself much time to think. Your curiosity went to the little leather book Suguru had when you came in.

while trying your absolute hardest to ignore the mirror... on the ceiling..

Did you feel guilty halfway through going through his stuff? A bittt not so much when you saw your purple panties bunched up inbetween the... journal!

you really should watch your surroundings better. you didnt even realise the door of sugurus room had been open, didnt smell the breakfast he was cooking and the chatter between him and satoru calming down probably on his way to ask you if you wanted breakfast.. no, you were eagerly opening the journal up to see if anything was written inside only to find scrambled words and the other page, you.

Your face sleeping soundly, a sketch but oddly detailed with only a black pen.

you were so caught up in the drawing you hadn’t even heard suguru at the door. You jumped just seeing him stood there. Dropping the book, his arms crossed over his chest making the muscles in his arms more prominent. His long black hair splayed lazily across his shoulder and that smug little grin he carried when he had caught you doing something.

You picked up the book.. your panties; very embarrassed, you tried avoiding his piercing gaze. Suguru was waiting for you to make up an excuse and you tried really in your head you did..but seeing him in the corner of your eyes just didn’t help. “You see, I uh,I lost my phone?" Did you even believe yourself? — he wondered. This was too cute to let go.. He shook his head softly. “Your phone? You sure you’re not looking for something else between my books? Or do you not remember only entering with a glass of water dear? Maybe I shouldn’t let you smoke.” He chuckled leaning onto the doorframe. You pressed your lips together, thinking of something to say. Opening your mouth and closing it again before you spoke, “Well! Maybe you shouldn’t either because, your heart will explode!" You crossed your arms frowning but really you were so embarrassed you felt as if your head would explode..

Suguru swore he had just felt himself blush but- that wasn’t possible… he didn’t blush…? what neither realized was that Satoru been standing behind suguru listening to your conversation just in case you had promised suguru to not tell him something, but at last. You had caused a way better scene unbeknown to you. They were grinning so hard behind their masks, trying their hardest to not let you know that this was amazing - that was easier for Satoru seeing as he wasn't in your eye view - your face like that whenever you got caught never got old. but as always Satoru got a tad greedy so instead of being stood where you couldn't see him listening in he emerged beside suguru properly blocking the doorway..

Suguru made a sound like he began to speak and stopped then began again just like you a moment again, you smiled satisfed. “Yeah.” Until you heard him — Satoru . “Whose hearts is gonna explode?” Satoru casually stood next to suguru as if it was his room too. Thats what suguru by he doesnt knock.. “who does it look like?" Suguru snickered at your wide eyes now, how the hell did he hear that!

How long was Satoru there already..?

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You stood in the kitchen making a fruit bowl, suguru left for something he had to do and so you decided to prep some food before writing when you suddenly felt two hands on your hips guiding you around the counter and to the kitchen island away from where you were cutting your fruits.

You knew it was satoru, still it shocked you just how strong they were at times. Only when they got impatient or greedy as suguru put it only then did you ever really feel or notice it- their strength and this was nothing.

"hey!" you stopped in your tracks which didn't really do anything because satoru easily picked you up placing you onto the kitchen island. "this has got to come off." he nodded his head down to your finger that was in your lap. You moved your head back a little a slight crease between your brows "excuse me?"

your tone now slightly.. annoyed? shocked?

satorus brows furrowed. he was beyond confused for a second — all he was trying to do was help you with your finger.. but then he realized what you had thought off which made him smirk. He was trying to hold his smirk back but it was so cute when you got embarrassed like earlier.

"little perv, i'm talking about the bandage don't get too excited now.." he shook his head grabbing your wrist and softly wigging the bandage off. "it needs air, so it can breath." you winched a bit at the feeling of it coming off.

satoru's lips twitched before he decided to plant a kiss onto the cut. your breath hitched: huffing out a laugh. "who knew you were such a doctor.." suddenly you properly felt your heart, the beating of it.. the way it seemed to try and beat its way out of your chest.. "you'd be surprised princess." he looked through his brows giving you a wink, his eyes flicking back down to your finger to make sure it was healing properly.

"i can't believe we were gone for five seconds and you did this." he shook his head softly again in disbelief. "this is exactly why i can't ever leave you, you'd die. how did you even make it 20 years huh?" he laughed talking to himself more now then you. you slapped his hand out of reflex — with your painful finger.

"fuck!" you winched pulling your hand back and fanning it through the air like it would take the pain away. "if you want me to kiss it again you can just ask~" satoru came closer to your face. you moved back your hand on his chest. "mhm, im sure you'd love that. freak." satoru moved back in shock. "you did not just call me a freak." you couldn't hold back your laugh at the shock in his voice.

"aren't you? kissing my wounds.." you shook your head. "if that makes me a freak you're not ready for all the things I really want to do to you..a world could open for you princess."he looked down at your lips, missing the way they felt against his. you rolled your eyes at his playful joke, yet it carried a threat almost? a promise..

you shooed him away with your hands making him step back so you could jump off the counter. "i have to write." was all he got before being deprived again of attention...

it had been exactly 30 minutes since you sat behind your computer and it was hell. not because of the words that your professor had left you with.

the rude — unhelpful advice he gave you.

no. because all you could think about was the kiss you shared with satoru...the same soft lips that kissed your finger.

the way you only seemed to sleep well around them.

yes you had taken notice. whenever you slept with them you slept deeper, most noticeable; no nightmares.

you were still pondering on the dream you had with sukuna. the dream that led you to satoru's bed..

right now all you could think of was suguru telling you they had to communicate too; it was easier now to justify the fact you had done a terrible job even if you did a relatively well job yesterday. you knew you had to do it better. to ask things. to not feel like such a damn bother all the time.

right now you wondered what it meant to make it up to you, what it meant that he showed him... how? there were no camera in the apartment they wouldn't do that.. it was his own room...

you shook that thought away because somewhere in you you knew that wasn't it but you couldn't help but wonder when you glanced over at satoru what that meant. if the mark was still visible.. suguru's mark. how he got suguru's mark was still a mystery to you, were you here?

you tried to stop the thought but you couldn't.. you could see it. them shoving at each other to get their clothes off. angrily - frustratingly biting at each others skin until they finally had whatever it was they did to relief themselves when you didn't help them..

you stared at the blue vertical line that kept appearing and disappearing in your screen. waiting for you to type what you were trying to.

nothing happened. your thoughts were yet again consumed by your friends. Which was mostly how you knew you should speak to them... but.. part of you waited for suguru to now that he admitted to being partly at fault.

satoru was very busy texting whoever he was until he got a call. his eyes scanned your face quickly before picking up and walking off. "this better be good." he mumbled walking away. you didn't exactly catch it but part of you was relieved he went.

because fuck did he look good. the shirt almost seemed like it was fitted to him, you could see everything. his abs through them, his arms that didn't leave any space for the shirt, the black material stretched tightly around his arm. his legs spread wide on the couch while he spread his hands running over his face every so often as if he was tired, unbeknown to you satoru hadn't closed an eye nearly all night.

adrenaline? he didn't know. you had made move two. you went to suguru's room all on your own.

or maybe he was just getting depended used to having you sleeping next to him...

but him 'snapping' definitely wasn't bad, should he even see it as snapping then? No because if he hadn't you'd never have all the courage you had displayed over the past day.

you were more then happy for him to leave. maybe you just... needed air?

yes.

air.

you moved to the balcony almost teleporting to be out of the space he was in. the space you couldn't write in because your brain was so occupied.

you breathed the cold air in.

just right — not too cold.

perfectly refreshing; you could smell the trees faintly. the city didn't carry much of it but you could smell some.

then- suguru?

no. weed..

your eyes opened looking next to you. choso threw his hands up slightly. "sorry to disappoint." he chuckled with his joint in his mouth. "i'm not such bad company you know, don't gotta look so upset." he joked. you shook your head disagreeing silently.

"you're not bad company at all choso, i'm sorry. i have had... a lot on my mind." you knitted your brows a little thinking but then settling on your answer. he hummed in response — taking a drag. his arms settled on the railing that surrounded the balcony just like your arms did. the soft mentally feeling helped you feel present in the moment not so much your head.

"i understand, don't gotta apologise to me.." he shrugged. "i know how it gets with them two. usually this settles me down.." he handed you the joint.

maybe it would?

you didn't mind having a smoke to calm your nerves so you took it giving him a small nod before putting it to your lips. the smoke from the joint evaporated into the air and your lungs. you felt it after a couple hits. you appreciated choso being quiet.

A comforting silence you ended up breaking, "how can you smoke this and... do stuff?" you laughed seriously asking. "doesn't affect me like it does you smalls, i'd need something stronger." he smiled. your lips parted halting for a moment before softly speaking as if you were saying something no one was allowed to hear. "like.. drugs?" he furrowed his brows before laughing.

"no like hash dummy." he snorted when you turned red of embarrassment. "you really don't smoke do you?" you shook your head quickly, you had done a great job at embarrassing yourself today and it wasn't even 2pm yet.

satoru left his room after fucking finally having them. even if he didn't have time for that right now he had them. safe and sound, from anyone but him.

He felt relieved maybe even happy in a way to finally find out who they were and what they wanted from you, having no control over or around you was one thing..

suguru and satoru didn't want control over you.

if they wanted that they would've had it already. they were so beyond In love with you they knew that would break who you were, who they loved.

so instead getting to help you with things and mostly protect you was very important in satorus attempt to keep his control, he knew he had lost it when he snapped even if he justified that it was part of already having a loud mind and not having you to soothe it, only with a hug or a head rub.. anything.

but he didn't get that.

he got to watch you give all your attention to choso...

So even as a world of worries had been lifted off of him for now.. it was back on him when he glanced at your abandoned computer when he heard the sound of choso laughing. mostly the smell of weed.

or choso laughing.

mostly choso laughing..

why the fuck was he laughing??

had you gone to your room? no.. your laptop was here the one he couldnt drag you away from even after his many attempts of doing so, so where were you?

he heard your voice which even if he hadnt been looking for you wouldve pulled him in the direction but now? it wasnt as pleasurable to hear your voice because what he saw nearly made him collapse- your rosey cheeks the joint between your fingers. ready to hand it back over to choso.

not in this lifetime.

he strode forward quickly not caring for the fact it was lit and burning. his palm reached out grabbing it and crumbling it up before throw it away into the air. your lips parted at satoru who had seemed to have emerged in 0,5 seconds.

choso frowned, he mumbled "what the fuck dude, that was my joint..." as he watched at the particles flying away. "What are you even still doing here?" Satoru rolled his eyes — he was annoyed enough that something that had been on chosos lips had now been on yours. having that same thing that had touched your lips go back to his? Yeah right. No fucking way.

it was the joint or.. choso...

Satoru raised his brows — slight annoyance settling on his face,"You said three days." Choso shrugged leaning back onto the balcony his elbows supporting him. "Three, four.. I said I don't know, that storm didn't really help." You noted the way Satoru seemed to look at choso different. his body stood almost half infront of you now.. protective against choso?

You were too high at this point to notice. All you could see were Satoru's cute fluffy white strands of hair met his neck they curled up. it looked so soft you couldn't help but reach your and touch them. Satoru pulled his head between his shoulders. "So you are ticklish!" You smiled.

You always had a way of catching him off guard. "What? No-" he cut off when you began tickling him. his muscles tensed under your fingers but he quickly grabbed them and turned around pinning you against the railing of the balcony.

He found it cute how cheeky you got when you loosened up he just wish he could get you to do it without being fuzzy, overthinking or high. He just had to take what he could for now, help you ease in.

until they made it up to you hopefully.

Choso huffed out a laugh, "You kids have fun, I have to head out anyways."

Satoru grunted annoyed, "You're a only a year older then me!" Rolling his eyes, he looked back at you. Your wrists hands were still in his grasp and slowly.. you felt the height behind you. You looked behind you at how far the ground was now, swallowing harshly. looking out over it was definitely different then having it behind you. "what? ya scared i'll drop you?" he smirked. "n-no.." you trembled.

"you are?" his brows slightly furrowed together. how could you possibly think the safest place wasnt for you to be in his hands? he would never drop you. "i don't really like heights-" "and you think i'd drop you?" your eyes didnt move, calculating how far down it would be. you squealed when he pushed you back a little just your shoulders tipped back slightly, he had a look on his face you couldn't quite understand, like he was trying to figure something out himself.

"you actually do, dont you?" it didn't really sound like a question he almost seemed offended something you recognized, whenever you had the audacity to think he thought ill of you or wanted to harm you he got.. offended. "no." you just didnt want to stand so close to the edge now, still you felt safe in his hands.

"liar, can't believe you'd think that.." he said like he was disappointed in your thinking, his eyes moved down from yours down to your lips — normally simple a manner, something people did when speaking to other.

but for satoru? it was getting harder and harder to not kiss you again. so instead he distracted himself.

"i need some groceries, suguru forgot laundry detergent and i was thinking we could do some baking, surprise him." you nodded eager, in reality satoru suggested it because he knew how much baking made you feel like you achieved something especially when other enjoyed it so maybe this was you could believe in yourself again and get back to writing but he couldn't let you know he observed that much yet.

he nodded, "good, or else i would dangle you over the balcony until you would." your lips parted in shock ready to speak when he interrupted you again. "i'm joking!" he threw his hands up finally letting go of your wrists.

was that what it would take? dangling you over the balcony to have you confess your love to them? satoru knew the thought alone was bad to have but it was intriguing to say the least.

you had a new mission though, baking. the idea of doing something else for a moment was relieving maybe even surprising suguru with it alone was satisfying enough to you. so your worries from earlier fled your mind.

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You were walking beside Satoru after just getting out of the elevator. He opened the glass doors to the garage so you could walk through, "so what you making, huh? what we thinking?"

You thought for a moment. "I'm not really sure, maybe something citrus..?"

"as in lemon? yuck, cant you do strawberry?" He asked which made your jaw drop. "excuse me! Lemon is very good. you're such a child Satoru.." you trailed off.. no longer focused on your conversation because like the sky had roared only a couple nights ago — the garage now did too.

choso was on the other side of the garage just waiting to get out when he pulled the engine open on the motorbike. He had on a backpack and was driving out of the garage when he send you and Satoru a goodbye wave once more making the loud popping sound the motor did.

"You can stop drooling now, he's gone." Satoru smiled. he was somehow not that bothered by it? "I, I wasn't!" You rolled your eyes clearing your throat and hopping into his jeep, he smiled shutting the door. when he got into the driver seat you remembered your conversation. "Also, what do you mean yuck? you literally devoured the lemon cakes from the market me, i, bought." Putting the em-phrase on I, me because you didn't get to eat any, not one.

"that lady just makes really go-" "oh, so youre saying mine wont be? thats it huh? i shouldnt even allow you any now." you crossed your arms after putting on the seatbelt. "NO! no, not at all! i will love it princess!"

"thats if you get any." you smiled softly at his playfulness, you knew hed enjoy anything you made probably even if it wasnt good, suguru was the real judge. "i was going to do it layered anyways." you mumbled.

He grinned pretending he couldn't hear, you loved him so much in his eyes already. "hm?"

"i guess i can do a strawberry layer..."

"awww~ youre the best! i knew you loved me." He couldn't help let his inner thoughts out -you huffed turning up the radio. Especially because of that. the fact you didn't deny it. didn't make him stop his teasing, you liked it and he knew it better then you did.

(how deep is your love - calvin harris)

( you can imagine any song and replace lyrics it jut helps me write to have a genre but i do dif types throughout the whole fic so! ignore if this bothers you??)

the rest of the ride you and satoru jammed to numerous songs that played on the radio. The windows down — cold air hitting your face and blowing your hair out of the way along with satorus.

you could no longer deny how you felt around him, it was getting harder with the day, you shoved the doubt, wonder- away like you had been lately; allowing yourself to enjoy this moment with him, singing along to the music.

you felt every beat in your heart from the hard bass in the songs that came though satorus expensive radios, a lot different then how music sounded in your own — a literal concert on the road; you were sure everyone else could hear too, as you passed them by within a second with the speed satoru drove at — and at no point did you feel scared or evens a little bit afraid.

Completely different from the way your mind felt it came to telling them about your feelings, losing them.. scared to be hurt, right now not a single part of you did because your body felt so safe around him you didnt think for a moment hed let harm come to you.

you smiled absently as you watched him repeat the words "let me be your air." "let me roam your body freely" maybe if you werent enjoying the bass of the music so much, the wind in your air — the refreshing breath of air you got in your lungs- maybe then you wouldve noticed him singing the entire song to you.

like it was the universe talking to you. it hadnt been too long since they took you out to dance but satoru just loved to see the way you moved when music came on.

you couldnt sit still, you didnt even care for the people at the stop light that watched you bop you head and move along to the beat, something about music just made you happy, at peace, maybe because it was the only time your mind couldnt go into overdrive.

satoru drove an extra round just to let you finish the next song when you started singing along closing your eyes, he didnt want anyone else but for you to let yourself be you around him. the same way you finally let go when you kissed him. He knew he just had to be patient, you were starting to make moves.

then the next song came on (latch - disclosure, sam smith) and satoru just couldnt go to the shop anymore, this was so much better. it was song after song about you; him.

it was amazing watching you move so freely, almost like he wasnt there. you repeated the lyrics looking at him which he did too but for satoru he was quite literally telling you all he had been wanting to, what a blessing it would be to be locked in your love..

he bopped his head to the song alongside you, you never felt alone or embarrassed when it came to letting go around him, in a way it was so easy when you just let yourself.

His eyes had been on the road for a total of five minutes the entire 15 minute car ride and he didnt regret it one bit.. it was absolutely mesmerizing to him to see you finally at ease again, its all he wanted and slowly he started to crave it for you.

(my love- route 94, Jess Glynne) )

did you not realize most of the cars let him go first? went out of their way to stop driving to let him go instead...?

he loved how oblivious you were to some things. you were gone in the song — his strong arms gripping the steering wheel- the bass — his hands curling around the wheel and the way his jeans left little to the imagination.. his bulge visible, you cursed yourself for not noticing the bite mark a little later and also for the filthy thoughts you had — he shifted the gear like it didn't take any effort because it didn't for him, driving was like walking.

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his arms flexed when he pulled the shopping cart back to his waist. you thought this would be better then being in the small space (the car) with him but it was like something in your mind wouldnt shut up.

you breathed out loudly, walking on.. maybe just maybe you could ignored it..

if satoru didnt walk like that, as if his hips led him his back leaning back just slightly so he could get a good look at your face, if you thought he hadnt seen you checking him out you were wrong and he didnt exactly mind whoring himself out for you.. it delighted him you were finally opening your eyes to them.

it must be the high right...? his hips almost led him forward, like he had a weight stuck to his waist.

like it was its heavy.

you stopped the cart when you got to the baking isle, you just needed a moment.. "uh, could you grab some milk please while i look over the flavors?" satoru nodded eager to get a task. you blew out a breath loudly walking into the isle your arms swinging by your side.

calm the fuck down..

it took him all but two minutes before he was back again.. his long lankly legs mustve sped run him through the store. there he was again your eyes immediately went to his shirt the one fitting his arms perfectly, at least it was better then staring at his bulge — ultimately you blamed it on the high you knew was long gone by now. he smiled proudly his canines showing off, "you find anything strawwwberry~ yet?" he teased putting the cart to the side then standing next to you. there were a million flavors infront of you going from strawberry to strawberry-raspberry, raspberry, raspberry cherry, cherry- a billion flavors.

you felt the sudden pressure on your shoulder; his chin, his arms wrapped around your waist intertwining his hands there. "hey, dont ignore me." he pouted. "youre holding raspberry silly." he pecked your cheek grabbing the bag from your hands -wait he pecked- and put it back on the shelf; replacing it with strawberry. You blinked your eyes up at him.

He was so fast sometimes you didn't even have time to scold him. Did you really want to? Or was it just your subconscious reminding you he was your best fiend. "there you go, see we're a much better team together." Not like he didn't remind you just as much that he wanted to be more...

But then Satoru thought of something.

He and suguru didn't bake.

Suguru only started properly cooking for you and that praise kink he has, that's how Satoru would put it. he needed to get baking equipment.. yes, he would make himself useful. "I will be right back." You nodded trying not to watch his ass as he walked off...and failing.

If this is how they felt all the time you actually felt kind of bad somewhere, maybe.

Satoru was busy roaming the electric section for the baking equipment but he didn't exactly know what you needed. He already had a stand mixer every spatula shape there was and every baking tin from cupcakes to cake tins. Now he was standing, arms crossed staring very focused down at a hand mixer when a worker approached him.

"can you find everything you need?" She asked a smile on her lips to be polite. Satoru nodded. His finger cupping his chin as he thought,"Just looking for the best stand mixer." He said not looking at her yet until he spoke up again. "do you have any suggestions?"

He didn't even realise the girl was eying him down, he was used to that before but now he didn't even compherend woman would look at him — he was very clearly taken. Until you realised that you had him he may have to wear a ring just so woman would back off, it was a thought he carried last time a girl flirted with him, he was oblivious right now though.

"Well, we have so many.. I believe the kitchen aid's are the best, it depends on what you're making?" Satoru nodded listening. "just cake." She continued to explain to him the benefits and he somewhere along the middle agitation for the girl built up but he couldn't quite figure out why until she spoke up after finishing up her advice, "I could come over and show you incase you have any trouble." She smiled shyly.

now he understood why he felt so annoyed towards the girl when he realized what she was doing but then something took over more satisfying. Something he had been wanting to do for so long.

"Thanks but no thanks- I don't think I'll need your help, my girlfriend is a very smart girl, I'm sure she will figure it out." He smiled as politely as he could but he could almost hear her shatter inside as he walked away with a smile plastered onto his face.

That was soon taken away.

While Satoru was busy looking for all cooking equipment you were still in the baking isle.

"Lemon… and strawberry.."You whispered to yourself unaware of the fact you weren't alone anymore, your mind back on the cake mission. "Ouu or, I can dooo.. chocolate?" No, Satoru wants strawberry and I want something lemon.. You were literally talking to yourself weighing out the options attempting to grab it from the top shelf when suddenly an arm stuck out to do it for you. But not Satoru's. No. You could tell it wasn't him by the tattoo this man has on his hand. He was standing beside you not directly behind you but more then close enough.

"there you go short stuff, where's your boyfriend to help you with these things?" He laughed giving you what you were trying to grab. He grabbed something next to that item. Something he needed. "Uh- thank you." You accepted the item he had more or less shoved into your hands politely. "No problem, can't be out here all alone looking this good without a boyfriend." He backed up just two steps so he could lean back and admire you fully. You could see him bite his lips slightly shaking his head.

you stood with your front to him now because it felt an awful lot like he was staring at your ass .. that's why you didn't see Satoru approach you who moved a lot quicker when he saw a man standing infront of you. Only by your tensed shoulders alone he knew you weren't the least bit happy with this interaction.

All he heard were the words without a boyfriend. So ofcourse Satoru had to help you? That's all this was! One of his arms slung around your shoulder. "My my, did you lose your boyfriend sweets? Can't even leave you alone for five damn minutes, huh?" He looked at you then back to the guy who seemed visually annoyed at Satoru's arrival. He made sure the guy knew by the way he said damn and huh that it was directed to him more then you. He wouldn't speak to you like that.

Satoru shrugged grinning, "Guess I'll have to cuff us together from now on." the guy turned on his heel and walked away muttering something under his breath. You relaxed bringing Satoru a great amount of joy you didn't even know about. You relaxed under him.

"You okay, sweets?" He asked taking his arm off you and turning around to stand in front of you. You didn't look as mischievous — happy as you did when you both first arrived at the store. Your eyes were somber like you were thinking.

"Hey, talk to me. You're leaving." He squatted down in front of you while holding your hands trying to get your attention onto him. You looked away trying not to have your mood drop. You gulped not realizing why you suddenly felt so heavy. Or stupid.

you didn't really know why. Maybe because this had been the second encounter this week with a man you didn't want, the fact you didn't know what to say if Satoru didn't arrive or worse, you'd run your mouth and he'd get angry like the other guy and you couldn't do a thing about it...

You just didn't get the words out properly. Satoru stood up hugging you into his warm soft body. He was slowly learning that their chest was something very comforting to you. You proved it by relaxing into his touch.

"Yknow you can talk to me right? Remember that time when.. when you felt upset, scared to lose us and I made you feel better? You can talk to me too, not just suguru." he mumbled the last part. He only teased you with favorites because it was funny to see your panicked expression but ironically for you

-he didn't know that's what led you to Suguru room-

he didn't actually want you to worry about their jealousy over each other like that, it was only now because they were so deprived of your attention, the little bit you gave the more they wanted - craved even.

So even tho you helped by giving in little by little .. it also did the opposite for them. They knew that was their own thing to work on and they were but you had to learn to communicate one way or another. He didn't exactly realize before this would've worried you if Satoru thought suguru was your favorite just for mentioning the man, that's why you needed clarity.

He softly sighed watching you drift away in your thought, "I want you to talk to me sweetheart, please? Please talk to me I swear I'll do the same..I won't ever judge you and I will listen and shut up I promise." He spoke softly his hands rubbing circles over your back while your face remained on his chest. You sighed softly.

"I just, I hate how weak I feel." You pouted, if the guy did grab you like those other assholes you also simply wouldn't be able to do shit. Satoru's heart nearly broke when he heard you say that because having you hurt was his worst fear too.."You're not weak angel?" His tone was like a soft blanket wrapping around you almost making you forgot you were in the middle of the baking isle in a store. "You're the strongest person I know even when you get knocked down you get back up again, every time, I wish I could be like you." He mumbled.

you moved back a step to look at his face sighing you gave in. "I didn't have an accident.." Satoru's expression didn't change. You were actually talking to him?

Inside he had already combusted. You were talking to him.

"Some guys who were looking for sukuna grabbed me and I felt so… useless." Satoru face softened at you speaking to him, if he didn't have them then he probably wouldn't be able to hide his anger but right now it excited him. he had gone soft, surely you wouldn't want him to hurt them. he'd make it shift. they wouldn't suffer...

But now with the pain in your voice it was so much easier to let go of the part that you made better in him. he wanted to be perfect for you. Deserving of you but he couldn't be if someone had hurt you or worse killed you so sometimes he had to do things you wouldn't agree with, only to keep you safe of course. right now staring back into your doubtful eyes his heart settled, his features softened — letting a sigh escape his lips. "You're not useless, you just need some training lessons." He playfully hit your shoulder trying to lighten the mood.

"come on. hit them." He held his hands like people in boxing training do, up a smile on his lips. what?

"Come onnn!" He grabbed your hand hitting his with it before putting both his palms up in the air again. you weakly hit his wrist to which he threw his hands down dramatically.

"Wow princess, that really. that, would've knocked me out if it was in my face.." he sarcastically laughed but stopped when he saw your pout. his arms wrapped around you once more pulling you flush against his body. "oh princess, don't worry. we will teach you some self defense if that's what will make you feel better. Please stop pouting pretty, I miss your smile." He mumbled slightly bending down and planting a kiss onto your head.

it seemed so natural for him to so you didn't even notice it now, whenever you craved their comfort extra you didn't realise how much you got, more then friends usually did.. "thank you for talking to me, this way I can actually help you. see? Just gotta let me in there sometimes." He ruffled your hair when he said 'there'

Would they actually help you learn self defense? The thought alone surprisingly did make you feel a lot better about yourself. your arm still hurt the bruise clear now but not visible because of the clothes you wore.

you didn't like having someone else's prints on you like that which made you realize how different you felt when you had satoru or Suguru's mark on you.

when you turned around to the cart however your heart dropped. "Satoru.." you began slowly. so his heart too dropped. did he get the wrong stuff? Wrong colour? It was all your favorite color he thought he did great-

"These.. are way too expensive! I can't afford this.." you shook your head looking at the boxes you turned your head at Satoru's dead silence a small crease between his brows — his face that told you he had no clue what you were talking about.

"Satoru, I can't get these. I don't have enough money-"

When you said money he understood. he shook his head disappointment taking over his facial features. "what have I told you about that? Money is my problem not yours. don't worry your little head about that.". For him you had enough to worry about money was really the least of your worries. Though that was different after making revealed their apartment was so expensive, they already gave you so much..

"You can't-" you couldn't finish time sentence because Satoru grabbed your cake mixes and whatever else you needed and put it in the cart that he now pushed forward while holding your hand and leading you over to the laundry detergent isle because suguru needed it, he forgot yesterday because well he wasn't used to being a house wife washing his own clothes. you grabbed the one you used to use for your clothes knowing only that one.

when you came to the cashier you didn't understand why satoru seemed so smug still feeling a bit bad about all the stuff he had thrown into the cart. you also didn't know that girl that was scanning your products had just spoke to Satoru. He eyed the way that girl clearly thought you were his girlfriend now after their interaction and he was beyond happy with the fact at least one other person did besides him and suguru.

And that was that. Satoru didn't let you carry a single bag or buy a single thing quite literally hijacking your credit card and then your phone when you tried to pay which is what you were thinking about when he spoke up, "you can at least hold my hand since I'm carrying the bag you know, emotional support and all." He flashed you a smile to which you rolled your eyes grabbing onto the pinky he demandingly stuck out.

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You had everything laid out infront of you now. about a million bowls for decorating; icing, textures for ontop, drizzles of lemon flavoring ready in a piping bag for the dizzle, pieces of fresh strawberry, lemon zest and whatever else you needed to decorate. the oven was already on with the cake inside — creating a comforting warmth that clung in the sweet sugary smelling air from the cake especially now that the balcony doors were closed. no steady breeze, just the steady hum of the oven warming up and Satoru infront of you supporting his head under his hands while secretly admiring you. he tried to be secretive about to but that wasnt really something he was good at.

You had on your apron, the one he picked out; You were technically in a pink bikini. Because that was the picture in the front of the apron - you knew you should've checked it before...

nonetheless you went on, "I thought you said we would do this together?" it didn't take him more then thirty seconds before he had washed his hands and they were in the bowl, kneading the pizza dough with you. his hips pressed against your ass slightly making your waist press into the edge of the counter you were stood infront of.

he hadn't missed you staring him down in the car — the parking lot, the shop before that guy ruined it. So to him you basically invited him now to get that lost attention back.

You were definitely in his eyes proving his thoughts right, you wanted him close. at allll times.

he smirked watching your much smaller hands in the bowl. when he added his own they basically filled up the entire bowl leaving little to no space for you. his arms outlined yours brushing against you the same way sugurus did when he read to you..

heat started to come up to your cheeks thinking about it. You were done the making pizza dough, since the cake was already in the oven you had time to prepare dinner and pizza diugh was a part of that. you washed your hands looking at the rest of your ingredients.

satoru was delighted to help you because finally he got to be as close to you as he wanted to be in the store though he had seen how you were with choso nonetheless that guy that ruined everything. he didn't really get the chance to steal your affection too afraid to upset you but now? You were all his in the comfort of your home and the promise to teach you how to protect yourself. like you'd ever have to now, he would take better precautions but still he didn't mind the idea of teaching you how to fight, it would be fun.

"You'd look even better in just what's on the apron, just saying.. " you rolled your eyes. "then you'd have to be naked." you joked back, in your dreams-

"Okay." Satoru in one swift move made the motion of taking his pants off when you turned around instantly shouting his name he couldn't help but laugh. "geez, they're on princess. You have a filthy mind yourself. been thinking about it, haven't you?" Your cheeks grew red. "thinking of.. what?" You tried sounding innocent. "of what you missed out on sweetheart.." Satoru was standing infront of you, his hips slightly pressing into yours. "you know all you have to do is ask right." he looked down at your lips.

stop doing that!

You sniffed something. the cake! Quickly you moved around him taking the cake out and checking your phone. the damn sound was off argh! You never turned the sound off though.. odd.

The cake was perfect now all you had to do was let it cool off and make whipped cream. you got a bowl after moving Satoru away. standing in the way was something that seemed to be a hobby for him, maybe he just loved it when you had to touch him to shove him away. his favorite was way you grabbing his belt, he loved it. it was the easiest way to move him too he instantly leaned his hips forward smiling like the stupid idiot he was and walking to wherever you placed him, he was satisfied with that alone.

Now he was stood on your left while you made whipped creme. "It smells great, I can't wait to taste it." His lanky long fingers reached out to pluck a piece of the still hot cake. you reached out smacking his finger away. "hey! You're going to ruin it. I have to scrape the top off so it's even anyways, you can have that. be patient Satoru." You smirked knowing he was anything but patient. he'd have to learn.

He stood there leaning against the counter arms crossed showing off his bicep in full glory slightly more prominent because his chest pushed out the muscle underneath. "like what you see princess? your eyes have been very greedy today.. what happened between you and suguru hm?" You looked at him ready to protest when you saw he was smirking your little attitude didnt last very long, why was he so damn distracting! what did he think happened between you and suguru?...

Satoru could tell you wanted to let go of whatever it was that held you back, happy to know you were trying in your own way. it was all he wanted because they were trying their hardest too. "shit!" You clenched your teeth together, the whipped cream you had been making turned into butter... "butter, well done b- sweetheart." He wasn't only lost in staring at you. he could see this, ten years from now. a kitchen you picked out while you baked or did whatever you wanted, he hoped you'd bake for him just like this so he forgot how frustrated you could get especially now..

"We have another one!" He quickly moved to grab the other little carton. That one hadn't been put in the fridge. you needed two to do the middle filling and the top so one wouldn't work out anyways but you tried to swallowing the rising upset that was on the way. It was silly but you were seriously frustrated. you could bake quite well and whipped cream is where it went wrong?

Starting over you didn't use an electric whip. You must've whipped for 15 minutes and your arm was going to fall off. it was almost admirable for Satoru to see how much willpower you had to succeed such a simple task along with the frustration that took over your features — cute though eventually he took over and even he couldn't get it done. at it you went with the electric whisk, nothing.

no fluffy goodness, nothing.

Satoru had already texted Suguru about 20 times, who was actually already downstairs in the parking lot when he got the message on his way upstairs, when he read it the door opened and he was met with Satoru's back and your side. It sounded like you were rebuilding the kitchen counter, the whisk was so loud. Suguru stepped off on you softly taking it and turning it off. "hey, hey are you okay?" He looked around. the two cakes that laid there. you frowned. it was ruined! The surprise was ruined...

Suguru saw the way your eyes glossed over and sadness took over your face your eyes became totally different when this took over.

Suguru dropped his phone on the counter so his hands could cup your face. "What's wrong? Talk to me?" You breathed in and out settling yourself before speaking up, you weren't a child and this wasn't even a big deal.

It was just everything. maybe blocking out most of what you felt so you wouldn't overthink didn't help either.

"I just, we can't get it to turn into whipped cream.."

"It's okay, do you have any left?" You shook your head. "darling, it's fine-"

You frowned. "it's not, I really wanted to do it and I fucked it up twice." You looked away. Satoru smiled behind Suguru. he was happy you couldn't see him he just found it cute, your outburst and the little angry scowl you carried. it was bad of him he knew that, that's why he hid himself! Sugurus eyes softened. "cmon, let's get some more. you didnt fuck anything up. youre just baking with the worlds worst pastry cheff, havent you noticed by now hes only useful for the aftermath dear?" suguru smiled leading you to the elevator even as you protested you didnt need it anymore, he knew how much you did.

you did that's how you ended up sitting on the other side where Satoru had been admiring you, the kitchen island. he was busy leveling off the cake with a knife and Suguru was teaching you- like usual. how to make whipped cream. he showed you the type of bowl, which he had googled all in the time you two went up in the elevator and you were talking about how Satoru begged for strawberry, suguru was already happy that the car ride seemed to help your mood when you started speaking up more again. quiet wasnt a good look on you. suguru figured by now quiet meant you were overthinking, upset or in a rare occasion just not in the mood to speak, he knew that wasnt the case before the ride.

suguru had a smaller bowl then you did. taller. cold creme, and a normal whisk.

he whisked it first for two minutes when it became fluffy but like it was clockwork your mind started going again. you were trying to avoid looking at sugurus arm, how his whole hand cupped the bowl making it seem small while he was whisking with the other hand, that what gave you a chance to really see what was infront of you..

Were you blind? You almost wanted to laugh at the way Satoru nudged Suguru every couple of moments telling him he did it wrong and Suguru telling him off because he already failed once. the glances Satoru made at suguru or the way he placed his face on his shoulder the same way he did with you.

How his fingers slightly pressed against Suguru lips when he fed him a piece of cake. that's when a smile slipped, "what are you looking at?" Satoru grinned looking at you, he loved when you observed them — gave them your undivided attention.

In a moment of bravery, once you suddenly got a lot around them lately you blurted out, "I want to see.." Suguru made a humming noise; questioning.

by satorus furrowed brows you spoke up again,"I want to see..how he showed you.." your breath hitched at the idea but also at the fact you were very nervous to say it now that both their piercing gazes were on you.

satoru seemed shocked at first at your boldness but then he laughed shaking his head while getting ready to embarrass you as always,"aw what a little perv.."

But Suguru noticed the way your cheeks went red and how your chin dipped down; embarrassed.

so he didn't let Satoru tease you any longer. Suguru put down the bowl and the whisk quicker then Satoru could notice in his hysteria. his large hand grabbed onto Satoru chin cutting off his laughter by turning his face and kissing him. biting his lip then soflty kissing him. You didnt know it but it was a warning in a way for making you feel embarrassed.

Not yet. you weren't comfortable enough to be embarrassed, yet. it was his own way of telling satoru to be patient which the latter knew, he knew.. his caring however? fading, you helped justify his thoughts remember?

Satoru's ears turned a soft pink at first when he realised sugurus kissed him infront of you before smiling and kissing suguru back, he didnt think he would do this so soon infront of you not before fixing everything like he said.

he knew damn well suguru was warning him. satoru watched your eyes widen and your lips part — your shoulders lowering, he smiled giving you what you wanted..

instead of watching you he closed his eyes and kissed suguru back too properly still not moving from his spot. your heart was pounding when their lips finally left each other after a good twenry seconds that felt a lot longer, their chests slightly dropping and raising faster then they were before. your ears were pounding much like your heart and your ears, your veins. everywhere.

you were.. turned on?

Satoru kissed him so differently, rougher but less controlled. after they finished and their lips parted suguru licked satorus lips the same way he did in the shower, the same way he mustve done to you wihtout you realising... satoru softly nipped sugurus tongue with his teeth, his own warning. again your bestfriends had conversations you were completely unaware of.

you were even redder then when he called you a pervert because.. you were..?

Maki was right.. you were fucking blind. It wasn't like they really hid it, all you did have to do was ask...

when they stopped kissing they just casually went back to the whipping creme and leveling the cake a small smug smirk on their lips at your dazed look.

It didn't help that Suguru black shirt cut right off mid bicep when he held the bowl in one hand and whisked with the other getting it just right, he flipped the whip seeing the creme stand up in a teardrop shape which meant it was done. the action was so simply yet so attractive.

"C'mere dear," he called you over, you hopped off the chair, much like in his room your feet moved before you recognized they did. he had a way of doing that.. his index finger smoothly took a layer off the sides of the bowl and held it out. you looked at his finger then him. He raised his brows slightly, "taste it for me? It may need more sugar." Normal enough right...?

Right after they had just been tongue deep in front of you.. shouldn't ask for things you're not ready for.

You opened your mouth, Suguru turned his finger upside down pressing the pad of his finger down on your tongue and moving it around softly, he shouldn't of because he got hard and not only him.. Satoru too because it reminded him of that time you did with him.. when he made you taste the chocolates only now you were properly looking at suguru while doing so.. which was so much worse.

Suguru jaw clenched when your lips shut around his finger taking the rest off. you hummed. "it's good, Suguru!" you smiled happy. finally! You could assemble the cake.

Torture, youre torture for them, you and your patience for accepting your feelings..

otherwise they could've thrown you over the kitchen island now making out with you at the same time just in different spots, Satoru after all did want a taste so badly he stole your panties after you escaped to Sugurus room, after it became clear you wouldn't go back.

But now? They had to accept their best girl-friend was happy with her results and hopefully feeling satisfied, more then before with your writing but seeing your little smile when you spread it across and assembled it showing them the final result they knew they had done good, fucking up wasn't an option after all.

"fucking phenomenal!" satoru groaned having a piece of pie in his hands when you went to wash your hands, no plate just a big triangle piece of pie being shoved in his face. you couldnt help but smile. when you were done washing your hands you just cut a small piece up on a plate with a fork when you turned to suguru who was smoking, "suguru.." he smiled looking down at the plate before bending down slightly and opening his mouth, giddy you quickly cut up a piece with the fork and fed him with it not realizing satoru was behind you staring.

suguru hummed straightening up again, his brows slightly raised, "mm, thats really good."

"best thing youve ever tasted?" you joked smiling proudly, "best thing? hmm," suguru muttered his eyes trailing down a bit before snapping back to the pie in your hands. "it comes close, yes." he nodded the fact your fingers brought it to his lips did make it close enough to the best thing he had ever tasted. you blushed softly not really understanding but being honored to be high on his favorite desert list. ironically so.

when you got finished with the cake and feeding suguru you moved on to the pizza dough you had prepared with satoru but suguru was faster calling your name. hearing him say your actual name not a nickname he made up for you almost caught you off guard but nonetheless you responded. "yes?"

You were still all stood in the kitchen, Satoru next to Suguru and both in front of you. "Do you remember when I said I'd like to make it up to you?" You nodded, yes that was yesterday.. behind suguru you heard Satoru click off the oven. "I'd like to tonight if you allow us?"

"Okay..go on." You furrowed your brows ready to hear them out to which just they smiled softly in response at your eagerness. Satoru shook his head. "properly princess, not here. it's a surprise." You looked back at Suguru who had his gaze fully fixated on you waiting for a response. "if you don't feel comfortable toni-"

And have another day stuck in your head? You were due some clarity! "No, I do. I'd like to." An opportunity to talk about that 10k rent you two didn't say anything about! And some other things maybe.

"Should I get dressed?" You asked looking down at your clothes that were half covered in flower somehow despite the apron you wore. "you have all the time in the world dear, do whatever you feel comfortable with." somehow that made your cheeks warm up a bit as you walked off for a shower. they somehow knew you would after the long day you had. when they knew you were in your room it gave them opportunity to talk.

"you told her i showed you?" suguru turned around to satoru who had his brows raised head tilted, "don't act as if you care."

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Bikini season had the mall packed with bright lights and summer music humming through the speakers. You dragged Choso into the swimwear store with a bright smile, your hand tight in his. The racks were full of tiny colorful strings and triangles that barely covered anything. You picked out a few sets and headed straight for the changing stalls at the back. The store worker hovered nearby, polite and ready to help if needed.

You pushed open the door to the biggest stall and pulled Choso inside with you before he could protest. The space was tiny, meant for one person. The little bench along the wall could barely accommodate his large body. He sat down heavily, knees spread wide because there was no room otherwise. His face was already flushed, hazel eyes dark and watching you with that shy hunger he could never hide.

You thought having him in here would be nice... that he could sit quietly while you undressed and give him a private show as you modelled the bikinis. Perfect way to tease your boyfriend on a hot day, right?

The door clicked shut. You turned to face him, hands already reaching for the hem of your top. "Ready to see me try these on, baby?"

satosugu x reader chapter fourteen

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Were you blind? You almost wanted to laugh at the way Satoru nudged Suguru every couple of moments telling him he did it wrong and Suguru telling him off because he already failed once. the glances Satoru made at suguru or the way he placed his face on his shoulder the same way he did with you.

How his fingers slightly pressed against Suguru lips when he fed him a piece of cake. that's when a smile slipped, "what are you looking at?" Satoru grinned looking at you, he loved when you observed them — gave them your undivided attention.

everytime you miraculously found yourself in their embrace; satorus bed or now sugurus you didn't miss your pillows one bit- usually being quite picky about the density and what not, wasn't something you had space for in your mind right now.

not with sugurus arm wrapped around you like your own personal heater. his arm squeezing you slightly every time his skin graced over yours to flip the page he was done reading.

thats what you thought when you completely sank away in his embrace, suguru on the other hand was just trying to get you a little closer.

absolutely thrilled you always managed to get tangled in their web so easily, after all you did it yourself when you absentmindedly suggested he read to you — who was suguru if he passed up on the opportunity to have you like this? laid down in his grasp, able to easily move you closer to him so your ribs tucked perfectly into his side, his ribs to yours. his arm twice the size of yours wrapped around you.

you had never felt more safe then when you were in their embrace.. even if you didnt exactly realize that yet.

his voice was so soft — soothing yet deep and grounding perfect for telling a story — right next to your ear reading the lines on the page before you. you were slowly sinking away in his hold, the soft crackling sound of the candles that flickered across the walls, the sound of the rustling of the sheets anytime suguru or you slightly moved.

Your eyes grew heavy but not yet asleep, you didnt remember feeling this tired in your own room?

because even after accepting your possible feelings for them now — you were severely in denial about the affect they had on you; the affect your body had long accepted so really it wasn’t so strange suddenly you were tired because of the complete and utter peace he brought your mind anytime you went to him for it..

and now you finally had it like any other time you went to him.

it was almost like they were training your body to feel safe around them so your mind would also recognize it as such. every-time after you spoke to them and had that relief they hugged you, pressing your nose into their chest or their neck thus causing your mind to link the feeling, suguru knew it from the way you instantly sank away in his hold once he started reading, when he got you close enough to properly smell him. your muscles lost their tension. even if it was minimal it was your minds discomfort at the rules you laid out for yourself. the ones they were slowly but surely breaking.

no, they wouldnt, right?

he continued reading even while moving his hand away from the book to grab something beside the bed once you felt the lighter you realized he was smoking, not very odd suguru usually did.

However right now it wasn't for himself though. No. As soon as he lit the joint and took a hit to get it burning, he put it to your lips.

He couldn’t quite describe what he felt — he wouldn’t describe it as tingles..? he was 23, a man - he had never felt tingles.. that was silly. Impossible. intriguing... ?

did you really have that much affect on them? ofcourse you did.

he knew the answer was yes but finding out more and more how much you actually could just showed him you were his destiny.

you made him feel things he had never felt before.

he tried to ignore the feeling- which he couldnt. the weird sensation in his chest was persistent every-time you parted your lips and took the joint from him even without so much as asking him why he did it or even questioning the action at all.

He tried to control his breathing as he watched your lips around the joint but really it was the fact you listened to him without him speaking that got him so satisfied?

He wasn't quite sure what to call it.

To suguru It was a small act of your love for him but it was enough to satisfy him so much so he now wondered if he could feel butterflies.

Was it possible?

He had felt this weird feeling before with you but maybe it was because you were laying in his arms in his bed that it was so much stronger..

Must be... he couldn't be having tingles, butterflies? No. he almost laughed at the idea even if it intrigued him what this was. this new feeling, he liked it a lot.. he wanted to feel it again.. now.

He took the joint away again allowing you to inhale before placing it back at your lips. It didn’t take much for you to get stoned with how mushed up your mind already was from being in his space like this and knowing he wasn’t upset. You were so relieved he wasn’t upset. The last thing you wanted was to break up their friendship you knew how much that hurt. Or to lose them yourself. Even if suguru now made you forget all about that ..

You moved onto your side your cheek on his chest right below his chin. His warm skin under your cheek made you melt away your hand resting on his naked stomach not even really conscious of the act. Suguru tilted his head back just a little while smoking to ensure it wouldn’t get in your hair but also because you were absolutely killing him. He couldn't deny the tingles he had now, the ones he so obviously felt under your small warm palm..

His heart was going so fast it made you put your other hand on his shoulder to steady yourself up after you turned around.

You were now sitting on your knees looking at him. Eyes hung low. Hair a bit messy from laying in his arms. “Your heart.. is going really fast suguru.. are you okay?” You asked your brows had a small crease between them, lips in an unknown pout. You were also seriously tired. He smiled at your worry for him.

Gah, you had to shut up soon and sleep or he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Your hand reached out settling on where you could feel his heart beat. And for a moment you could see shock in sugurus eyes.

Like he had let the switch be turned for a second.

Ready to let go.

Ready to ruin everything he so carefully build up. The space he had to give you because Satoru obviously wasn't doing it. So instead of losing it, scaring you away..

His big hand reached behind your head guiding you back down onto him chest, which soothed him more then you realized — his lips turned up, his featured softened along with his eyes, giving you a small nod to just lay down and again you did without a second thought. He must be okay.. maybe he should stop smoking..

you laid down your mind cloudy but at peace now on his chest. His muscles were so well defined, so carved out you thought they’d be rock hard but yet they were soft… like pillows you could sink away into. Suguru smiled watching your eyes close as he read the story you had picked out.the candles softly flickered a yellow hue onto the walls allowing you to see parts of the room. if you were looking.

it wasnt the candles that made this so feel so.. intimate, no.

you tried to think of an excuse.

an explanation? to what it was that made you forget every thought anytime you ended up closer to them, to him.

but it wasnt the distant scent of the candles that did this or his muscles that had this affect on you it wasnt even his warm arm around you or the deep hum in the back of his voice that relaxed you because those things didnt even come close to the ecstasy your mind somehow felt when you smelled him..

his musk, him.

not the perfume he wore that had long wore off throughout the day, not the faint smell off his shampoo or aftershave — his deodorant.

their scent completely drove your mind to mush.

Maybe it was the fact you had been overthinking so much these past hours — your mind craved his comfort even more, the relief of feeling okay with satoru then thinking again about if they possibly wanted you to pick.

At times like those your mind went at a pace even you couldn't keep up with.

and at times likes these, suddenly it was gone, the speed at which your mind went at seemingly stood still in traffic.

You were gone after about five minutes but ten minutes in he properly heard your snores.

Suguru's pov.

when i finally heard your soft snores i sighed in relieve for finally being able to let go.

finally, you had gone to sleep.. i can finally relax my body properly, settling down — putting the book on the right side of me.

Now I could finally spend my time with you, like i intend to.

Without feeling like every little thing you do makes me tip over edge, you make me drip, lose small parts of my control before I properly tip, spilling over and scaring you away but I can't have that.. can't scare you away when I do lose it...when my love is too much for you at once, i must make it up to you first.

even if i know you accept me, us.

you dont know what that means yet my pretty girl.

maybe having you in my bed allows me the opportunity to actually fight for the control I need to keep when your eyes are open..

if it's this hard without seeing your beautiful smile and the twinkle in your eyes i'm far from where i need to be.. because anytime you do smile, laugh... look at me that way you when i'm freshly back from the gym or the shower, reading my book... it's get harder for me to hold back..

you want us but youre so damn stubborn..

Except for when your eyes glossed over for a second so worried I'd be jealous of Satoru.. your fear hold you back, same it does us and at time dear i dont know how to fix it all.. jealous of satoru?

I can understand why you think that way — in your mind you must've somewhere started calculating Choso into this, how? I don't know.

But you mentioning him makes me think you may think what me and Satoru share can be comparable the friendship we share with choso when it doesn't come near..

what you don't realise yet either is that what we share that bond with you — our friendship with choso could never compare to. we are so much more then this 'friendship' why cant you just accept that already?

Softly I moved away a little making sure your body fell onto the soft pillows bellow. Your beautiful face, I really was envious of satoru. Of the fact he got to experience this...

yet here you are giving me the same thing..

you don’t want to give us mixed emotions and you don’t sweet girl.. its your fear of pain..dont you know we would never hurt you?

those walls you have, you want us to climb them. I understand that now. We will make it up to you, everything. Our stupidity won’t get in the way again. we will help you accept like we have been doing.

I laid my head down on my pillow only a couple inches away from where's yours laid; yours because now that your head had touched it, its yours, i will cherish that pillow forever sweet girl. the first pillow your mind laid to rest on in my own bed..

I didnt even realise when my hand found your pretty, soft, delicate face till your lashes fluttered when my finger tips touched your skin.

I pulled my hand back afraid to wake you, scared you’d see the way I probably looked just like satoru did this morning..

I couldn’t mistrust him like this.. i almost felt guilty for letting the thought slipped he may have lost his control with you, he knows how important you are to us..

I knew he wouldn’t do what I had feared, maybe I feared it because I didn’t know if I had the strength myself..

and then here you come again, testing me.

I breathed out only to breathe your scent in when I finally breathed in again. only for your scent to be the first thing i tasted in the air once i breathed in again, your soft subtle perfume that had now mostly wore off, but i knew it wasnt your perfume alone it was you.. your scent.. from stressing out.. cute, you really thought id be jealous? because you kissed Satoru..? maybe a bit off that yes, the fact you had made the first move and i wasnt there to see.. were you scared i was jealous he got the first taste? scared id feel left out ?

How adorable.. as if i didn't get a taste first, not of your lips but.. in a way i did. not that id ever mention that knowing youd turn every shade of red known to mankind, maybe i should.. the thought id oddly endearing..

my finger trailed your face, again - softer, — first your nose, every curve, from the top between your brows down to the tip of your pretty nose — your soft lips the ones i may be jealous satoru got a taste of first even if i tried to talk that out of my mind.. your eyebrows, the shape; the other side of your face so even if i ever went blind my fingers would be able to memorise your beauty — the same way i had an uncountable amount of times before landing right down at your adorable little chin. your lips softly parted whispering something, something i didnt have the I didn't get the gratification of hearing. “hm? what is it, baby?” my hand softly caressed your hair the motion soothing you so much you let out a soft moan.

so fucking cute.

you tossed a little — your body moving closer to where i was laying now only a couple inches away while i traced your face then your soft hair, your beautiful hair.

maybe thats why at times i needed to prove this was real, you are.

because i still have the strands of your hair — when it wasn't.

The ones you left on my clothes after you hugged me, the first time two months, three weeks and two days ago..little tokens to remind myself i wasnt imagining this, you.

now its almost unfathomable to think you werent here with us.. to think we had the patience to watch from afar for months..

because here you are, in my bed.. not mine yet but awfully close arent you?

i smiled for a moment because it quickly got wiped off my lips when i saw the deep bruising mark on your arm now. I sighed a deep pain settling in the middle of my chest. No amount of smoking would get rid of the anger i felt, the fact satoru hadnt found them yet made it worse with the day but while you were busy with your friend i did get the chance of paying your professor a visit...

i softly whispered, cautious not to wake you. "you make me weak y'know?" sometimes it feels like youre the only person i can talk to, like this. "i shouldve killed him for how he spoke to you.." should've done more but somehow you make me weak, so I convinced myself he may still he useful, he may help me understand why he spoke to you that way.

i mindlessly traced your features again my face something that i now realized soothes me, you do without even knowing i thought while getting closer to you, to the point our noses almost touched. my hand laid softly ontop your hair, as if it felt like youd move away if i didnt keep you with me.

some strange part of my mind is still terrified youll feel overwhelmed, by us. by so many things you have yet to figure out... "we will find them.. theyll get a lot worse then this pretty girl, i promise.." i whispered absently my fingers softly touching the bruise. not hard enough for you to notice not even hard enough to dent your skin it. just long enough for my fingers to be the last to have touched that spot.. not them.

you moved again slightly; further towards me. even in your sleep..

sometimes, you give me this feeling.. i dont know what to do with it.. its like i want to lock you up and keep you to myself while simultaneously not wanting to do that. whats that about? feelings, feelings.

to have the privilege of understanding them hm? even as i struggle with my own yours stay a dozen times more interesting then mine. "what could you be dreaming of.." i wondered.

“its okay... youre safe with us.. safe even from the thoughts that cause you harm..” i whispered thinking back to your earlier statements so panicked, so scared to talk.. why? dont you know by now you cant say anything wrong?

i watched your nose twitch. your eyes fluttered softly. “shh, sleep. stay asleep for me, baby.” my hand continued to softly soothe your head which helped. your lips softly parted again. and i was sure this time i could hear my name. very softly. a faint whisper. maybe i was going mad with need- want. for you. my hand softly trailing from your hair down your face again to your shoulder, your collar bone where i pulled my hand back. if anyone had seen it they may have thought i hurt myself but nothing was further from the truth.

"'All I wanted was to be closer to you but I had now finally accepted I was a hypocrite in my worries towards Satoru...

end pov

You slept so soundly. You didn’t even realise you were dreaming.

It was sudden. Not like most dreams. You woke up in the middle of you running in a grass field. The grass must’ve been up till your belly button it was so high. You heard them laughing behind you.

Properly, not their contained chuckle. A belly laugh like that time they pranked you. When you looked behind you Satoru had a great big grin on his face, showing off his pointy canines. “I’m almost there! You better keep running — when I get you, you’re mine!”

“No-" Suguru was right behind you before you knew it your feet were running in the air from sugurus hugging you off the ground when he finally caught you and softly nipping your ear," she’s mine, you’re so slow Satoru.” You laughed trying to move you ear to your shoulder an attempt to get him off but ofcourse that was no use. Satoru was right there on your other side. “I’m not slow! She likes being chased, I was just giving her a shot.” He rolled his eyes peppering your cheeks in kisses. “You were veryyy fast princess.” He smiled kissing you-

Your eyes opened. Not to the bright light of Satoru’s room. Or the black dark room that was yours. But to a dimly golden glowing room. Suguru’s curtains were thicker then Satoru’s but thinner then yours. The sun shined through creating a gold streak going all the way through the room. You could see it now. His bed and the four black poles above you. His black sheets that felt like nothing and everything at the same time. So comforting light but pressuring enough. Weirdly — suguru like.

You exhaled. Looking at the ceiling. I can’t be dreaming this… you tried to convince yourself even after Satoru’s confession even after suguru telling you he would talk to you.

even after you let yourself lay in his arms yesterday — you didn’t leave yourself much time to think. Your curiosity went to the little leather book Suguru had when you came in.

while trying your absolute hardest to ignore the mirror... on the ceiling..

Did you feel guilty halfway through going through his stuff? A bittt not so much when you saw your purple panties bunched up inbetween the... journal!

you really should watch your surroundings better. you didnt even realise the door of sugurus room had been open, didnt smell the breakfast he was cooking and the chatter between him and satoru calming down probably on his way to ask you if you wanted breakfast.. no, you were eagerly opening the journal up to see if anything was written inside only to find scrambled words and the other page, you.

Your face sleeping soundly, a sketch but oddly detailed with only a black pen.

you were so caught up in the drawing you hadn’t even heard suguru at the door. You jumped just seeing him stood there. Dropping the book, his arms crossed over his chest making the muscles in his arms more prominent. His long black hair splayed lazily across his shoulder and that smug little grin he carried when he had caught you doing something.

You picked up the book.. your panties; very embarrassed, you tried avoiding his piercing gaze. Suguru was waiting for you to make up an excuse and you tried really in your head you did..but seeing him in the corner of your eyes just didn’t help. “You see, I uh,I lost my phone?" Did you even believe yourself? — he wondered. This was too cute to let go.. He shook his head softly. “Your phone? You sure you’re not looking for something else between my books? Or do you not remember only entering with a glass of water dear? Maybe I shouldn’t let you smoke.” He chuckled leaning onto the doorframe. You pressed your lips together, thinking of something to say. Opening your mouth and closing it again before you spoke, “Well! Maybe you shouldn’t either because, your heart will explode!" You crossed your arms frowning but really you were so embarrassed you felt as if your head would explode..

Suguru swore he had just felt himself blush but- that wasn’t possible… he didn’t blush…? what neither realized was that Satoru been standing behind suguru listening to your conversation just in case you had promised suguru to not tell him something, but at last. You had caused a way better scene unbeknown to you. They were grinning so hard behind their masks, trying their hardest to not let you know that this was amazing - that was easier for Satoru seeing as he wasn't in your eye view - your face like that whenever you got caught never got old. but as always Satoru got a tad greedy so instead of being stood where you couldn't see him listening in he emerged beside suguru properly blocking the doorway..

Suguru made a sound like he began to speak and stopped then began again just like you a moment again, you smiled satisfed. “Yeah.” Until you heard him — Satoru . “Whose hearts is gonna explode?” Satoru casually stood next to suguru as if it was his room too. Thats what suguru by he doesnt knock.. “who does it look like?" Suguru snickered at your wide eyes now, how the hell did he hear that!

How long was Satoru there already..?

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You stood in the kitchen making a fruit bowl, suguru left for something he had to do and so you decided to prep some food before writing when you suddenly felt two hands on your hips guiding you around the counter and to the kitchen island away from where you were cutting your fruits.

You knew it was satoru, still it shocked you just how strong they were at times. Only when they got impatient or greedy as suguru put it only then did you ever really feel or notice it- their strength and this was nothing.

"hey!" you stopped in your tracks which didn't really do anything because satoru easily picked you up placing you onto the kitchen island. "this has got to come off." he nodded his head down to your finger that was in your lap. You moved your head back a little a slight crease between your brows "excuse me?"

your tone now slightly.. annoyed? shocked?

satorus brows furrowed. he was beyond confused for a second — all he was trying to do was help you with your finger.. but then he realized what you had thought off which made him smirk. He was trying to hold his smirk back but it was so cute when you got embarrassed like earlier.

"little perv, i'm talking about the bandage don't get too excited now.." he shook his head grabbing your wrist and softly wigging the bandage off. "it needs air, so it can breath." you winched a bit at the feeling of it coming off.

satoru's lips twitched before he decided to plant a kiss onto the cut. your breath hitched: huffing out a laugh. "who knew you were such a doctor.." suddenly you properly felt your heart, the beating of it.. the way it seemed to try and beat its way out of your chest.. "you'd be surprised princess." he looked through his brows giving you a wink, his eyes flicking back down to your finger to make sure it was healing properly.

"i can't believe we were gone for five seconds and you did this." he shook his head softly again in disbelief. "this is exactly why i can't ever leave you, you'd die. how did you even make it 20 years huh?" he laughed talking to himself more now then you. you slapped his hand out of reflex — with your painful finger.

"fuck!" you winched pulling your hand back and fanning it through the air like it would take the pain away. "if you want me to kiss it again you can just ask~" satoru came closer to your face. you moved back your hand on his chest. "mhm, im sure you'd love that. freak." satoru moved back in shock. "you did not just call me a freak." you couldn't hold back your laugh at the shock in his voice.

"aren't you? kissing my wounds.." you shook your head. "if that makes me a freak you're not ready for all the things I really want to do to you..a world could open for you princess."he looked down at your lips, missing the way they felt against his. you rolled your eyes at his playful joke, yet it carried a threat almost? a promise..

you shooed him away with your hands making him step back so you could jump off the counter. "i have to write." was all he got before being deprived again of attention...

it had been exactly 30 minutes since you sat behind your computer and it was hell. not because of the words that your professor had left you with.

the rude — unhelpful advice he gave you.

no. because all you could think about was the kiss you shared with satoru...the same soft lips that kissed your finger.

the way you only seemed to sleep well around them.

yes you had taken notice. whenever you slept with them you slept deeper, most noticeable; no nightmares.

you were still pondering on the dream you had with sukuna. the dream that led you to satoru's bed..

right now all you could think of was suguru telling you they had to communicate too; it was easier now to justify the fact you had done a terrible job even if you did a relatively well job yesterday. you knew you had to do it better. to ask things. to not feel like such a damn bother all the time.

right now you wondered what it meant to make it up to you, what it meant that he showed him... how? there were no camera in the apartment they wouldn't do that.. it was his own room...

you shook that thought away because somewhere in you you knew that wasn't it but you couldn't help but wonder when you glanced over at satoru what that meant. if the mark was still visible.. suguru's mark. how he got suguru's mark was still a mystery to you, were you here?

you tried to stop the thought but you couldn't.. you could see it. them shoving at each other to get their clothes off. angrily - frustratingly biting at each others skin until they finally had whatever it was they did to relief themselves when you didn't help them..

you stared at the blue vertical line that kept appearing and disappearing in your screen. waiting for you to type what you were trying to.

nothing happened. your thoughts were yet again consumed by your friends. Which was mostly how you knew you should speak to them... but.. part of you waited for suguru to now that he admitted to being partly at fault.

satoru was very busy texting whoever he was until he got a call. his eyes scanned your face quickly before picking up and walking off. "this better be good." he mumbled walking away. you didn't exactly catch it but part of you was relieved he went.

because fuck did he look good. the shirt almost seemed like it was fitted to him, you could see everything. his abs through them, his arms that didn't leave any space for the shirt, the black material stretched tightly around his arm. his legs spread wide on the couch while he spread his hands running over his face every so often as if he was tired, unbeknown to you satoru hadn't closed an eye nearly all night.

adrenaline? he didn't know. you had made move two. you went to suguru's room all on your own.

or maybe he was just getting depended used to having you sleeping next to him...

but him 'snapping' definitely wasn't bad, should he even see it as snapping then? No because if he hadn't you'd never have all the courage you had displayed over the past day.

you were more then happy for him to leave. maybe you just... needed air?

yes.

air.

you moved to the balcony almost teleporting to be out of the space he was in. the space you couldn't write in because your brain was so occupied.

you breathed the cold air in.

just right — not too cold.

perfectly refreshing; you could smell the trees faintly. the city didn't carry much of it but you could smell some.

then- suguru?

no. weed..

your eyes opened looking next to you. choso threw his hands up slightly. "sorry to disappoint." he chuckled with his joint in his mouth. "i'm not such bad company you know, don't gotta look so upset." he joked. you shook your head disagreeing silently.

"you're not bad company at all choso, i'm sorry. i have had... a lot on my mind." you knitted your brows a little thinking but then settling on your answer. he hummed in response — taking a drag. his arms settled on the railing that surrounded the balcony just like your arms did. the soft mentally feeling helped you feel present in the moment not so much your head.

"i understand, don't gotta apologise to me.." he shrugged. "i know how it gets with them two. usually this settles me down.." he handed you the joint.

maybe it would?

you didn't mind having a smoke to calm your nerves so you took it giving him a small nod before putting it to your lips. the smoke from the joint evaporated into the air and your lungs. you felt it after a couple hits. you appreciated choso being quiet.

A comforting silence you ended up breaking, "how can you smoke this and... do stuff?" you laughed seriously asking. "doesn't affect me like it does you smalls, i'd need something stronger." he smiled. your lips parted halting for a moment before softly speaking as if you were saying something no one was allowed to hear. "like.. drugs?" he furrowed his brows before laughing.

"no like hash dummy." he snorted when you turned red of embarrassment. "you really don't smoke do you?" you shook your head quickly, you had done a great job at embarrassing yourself today and it wasn't even 2pm yet.

satoru left his room after fucking finally having them. even if he didn't have time for that right now he had them. safe and sound, from anyone but him.

He felt relieved maybe even happy in a way to finally find out who they were and what they wanted from you, having no control over or around you was one thing..

suguru and satoru didn't want control over you.

if they wanted that they would've had it already. they were so beyond In love with you they knew that would break who you were, who they loved.

so instead getting to help you with things and mostly protect you was very important in satorus attempt to keep his control, he knew he had lost it when he snapped even if he justified that it was part of already having a loud mind and not having you to soothe it, only with a hug or a head rub.. anything.

but he didn't get that.

he got to watch you give all your attention to choso...

So even as a world of worries had been lifted off of him for now.. it was back on him when he glanced at your abandoned computer when he heard the sound of choso laughing. mostly the smell of weed.

or choso laughing.

mostly choso laughing..

why the fuck was he laughing??

had you gone to your room? no.. your laptop was here the one he couldnt drag you away from even after his many attempts of doing so, so where were you?

he heard your voice which even if he hadnt been looking for you wouldve pulled him in the direction but now? it wasnt as pleasurable to hear your voice because what he saw nearly made him collapse- your rosey cheeks the joint between your fingers. ready to hand it back over to choso.

not in this lifetime.

he strode forward quickly not caring for the fact it was lit and burning. his palm reached out grabbing it and crumbling it up before throw it away into the air. your lips parted at satoru who had seemed to have emerged in 0,5 seconds.

choso frowned, he mumbled "what the fuck dude, that was my joint..." as he watched at the particles flying away. "What are you even still doing here?" Satoru rolled his eyes — he was annoyed enough that something that had been on chosos lips had now been on yours. having that same thing that had touched your lips go back to his? Yeah right. No fucking way.

it was the joint or.. choso...

Satoru raised his brows — slight annoyance settling on his face,"You said three days." Choso shrugged leaning back onto the balcony his elbows supporting him. "Three, four.. I said I don't know, that storm didn't really help." You noted the way Satoru seemed to look at choso different. his body stood almost half infront of you now.. protective against choso?

You were too high at this point to notice. All you could see were Satoru's cute fluffy white strands of hair met his neck they curled up. it looked so soft you couldn't help but reach your and touch them. Satoru pulled his head between his shoulders. "So you are ticklish!" You smiled.

You always had a way of catching him off guard. "What? No-" he cut off when you began tickling him. his muscles tensed under your fingers but he quickly grabbed them and turned around pinning you against the railing of the balcony.

He found it cute how cheeky you got when you loosened up he just wish he could get you to do it without being fuzzy, overthinking or high. He just had to take what he could for now, help you ease in.

until they made it up to you hopefully.

Choso huffed out a laugh, "You kids have fun, I have to head out anyways."

Satoru grunted annoyed, "You're a only a year older then me!" Rolling his eyes, he looked back at you. Your wrists hands were still in his grasp and slowly.. you felt the height behind you. You looked behind you at how far the ground was now, swallowing harshly. looking out over it was definitely different then having it behind you. "what? ya scared i'll drop you?" he smirked. "n-no.." you trembled.

"you are?" his brows slightly furrowed together. how could you possibly think the safest place wasnt for you to be in his hands? he would never drop you. "i don't really like heights-" "and you think i'd drop you?" your eyes didnt move, calculating how far down it would be. you squealed when he pushed you back a little just your shoulders tipped back slightly, he had a look on his face you couldn't quite understand, like he was trying to figure something out himself.

"you actually do, dont you?" it didn't really sound like a question he almost seemed offended something you recognized, whenever you had the audacity to think he thought ill of you or wanted to harm you he got.. offended. "no." you just didnt want to stand so close to the edge now, still you felt safe in his hands.

"liar, can't believe you'd think that.." he said like he was disappointed in your thinking, his eyes moved down from yours down to your lips — normally simple a manner, something people did when speaking to other.

but for satoru? it was getting harder and harder to not kiss you again. so instead he distracted himself.

"i need some groceries, suguru forgot laundry detergent and i was thinking we could do some baking, surprise him." you nodded eager, in reality satoru suggested it because he knew how much baking made you feel like you achieved something especially when other enjoyed it so maybe this was you could believe in yourself again and get back to writing but he couldn't let you know he observed that much yet.

he nodded, "good, or else i would dangle you over the balcony until you would." your lips parted in shock ready to speak when he interrupted you again. "i'm joking!" he threw his hands up finally letting go of your wrists.

was that what it would take? dangling you over the balcony to have you confess your love to them? satoru knew the thought alone was bad to have but it was intriguing to say the least.

you had a new mission though, baking. the idea of doing something else for a moment was relieving maybe even surprising suguru with it alone was satisfying enough to you. so your worries from earlier fled your mind.

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You were walking beside Satoru after just getting out of the elevator. He opened the glass doors to the garage so you could walk through, "so what you making, huh? what we thinking?"

You thought for a moment. "I'm not really sure, maybe something citrus..?"

"as in lemon? yuck, cant you do strawberry?" He asked which made your jaw drop. "excuse me! Lemon is very good. you're such a child Satoru.." you trailed off.. no longer focused on your conversation because like the sky had roared only a couple nights ago — the garage now did too.

choso was on the other side of the garage just waiting to get out when he pulled the engine open on the motorbike. He had on a backpack and was driving out of the garage when he send you and Satoru a goodbye wave once more making the loud popping sound the motor did.

"You can stop drooling now, he's gone." Satoru smiled. he was somehow not that bothered by it? "I, I wasn't!" You rolled your eyes clearing your throat and hopping into his jeep, he smiled shutting the door. when he got into the driver seat you remembered your conversation. "Also, what do you mean yuck? you literally devoured the lemon cakes from the market me, i, bought." Putting the em-phrase on I, me because you didn't get to eat any, not one.

"that lady just makes really go-" "oh, so youre saying mine wont be? thats it huh? i shouldnt even allow you any now." you crossed your arms after putting on the seatbelt. "NO! no, not at all! i will love it princess!"

"thats if you get any." you smiled softly at his playfulness, you knew hed enjoy anything you made probably even if it wasnt good, suguru was the real judge. "i was going to do it layered anyways." you mumbled.

He grinned pretending he couldn't hear, you loved him so much in his eyes already. "hm?"

"i guess i can do a strawberry layer..."

"awww~ youre the best! i knew you loved me." He couldn't help let his inner thoughts out -you huffed turning up the radio. Especially because of that. the fact you didn't deny it. didn't make him stop his teasing, you liked it and he knew it better then you did.

(how deep is your love - calvin harris)

( you can imagine any song and replace lyrics it jut helps me write to have a genre but i do dif types throughout the whole fic so! ignore if this bothers you??)

the rest of the ride you and satoru jammed to numerous songs that played on the radio. The windows down — cold air hitting your face and blowing your hair out of the way along with satorus.

you could no longer deny how you felt around him, it was getting harder with the day, you shoved the doubt, wonder- away like you had been lately; allowing yourself to enjoy this moment with him, singing along to the music.

you felt every beat in your heart from the hard bass in the songs that came though satorus expensive radios, a lot different then how music sounded in your own — a literal concert on the road; you were sure everyone else could hear too, as you passed them by within a second with the speed satoru drove at — and at no point did you feel scared or evens a little bit afraid.

Completely different from the way your mind felt it came to telling them about your feelings, losing them.. scared to be hurt, right now not a single part of you did because your body felt so safe around him you didnt think for a moment hed let harm come to you.

you smiled absently as you watched him repeat the words "let me be your air." "let me roam your body freely" maybe if you werent enjoying the bass of the music so much, the wind in your air — the refreshing breath of air you got in your lungs- maybe then you wouldve noticed him singing the entire song to you.

like it was the universe talking to you. it hadnt been too long since they took you out to dance but satoru just loved to see the way you moved when music came on.

you couldnt sit still, you didnt even care for the people at the stop light that watched you bop you head and move along to the beat, something about music just made you happy, at peace, maybe because it was the only time your mind couldnt go into overdrive.

satoru drove an extra round just to let you finish the next song when you started singing along closing your eyes, he didnt want anyone else but for you to let yourself be you around him. the same way you finally let go when you kissed him. He knew he just had to be patient, you were starting to make moves.

then the next song came on (latch - disclosure, sam smith) and satoru just couldnt go to the shop anymore, this was so much better. it was song after song about you; him.

it was amazing watching you move so freely, almost like he wasnt there. you repeated the lyrics looking at him which he did too but for satoru he was quite literally telling you all he had been wanting to, what a blessing it would be to be locked in your love..

he bopped his head to the song alongside you, you never felt alone or embarrassed when it came to letting go around him, in a way it was so easy when you just let yourself.

His eyes had been on the road for a total of five minutes the entire 15 minute car ride and he didnt regret it one bit.. it was absolutely mesmerizing to him to see you finally at ease again, its all he wanted and slowly he started to crave it for you.

(my love- route 94, Jess Glynne) )

did you not realize most of the cars let him go first? went out of their way to stop driving to let him go instead...?

he loved how oblivious you were to some things. you were gone in the song — his strong arms gripping the steering wheel- the bass — his hands curling around the wheel and the way his jeans left little to the imagination.. his bulge visible, you cursed yourself for not noticing the bite mark a little later and also for the filthy thoughts you had — he shifted the gear like it didn't take any effort because it didn't for him, driving was like walking.

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his arms flexed when he pulled the shopping cart back to his waist. you thought this would be better then being in the small space (the car) with him but it was like something in your mind wouldnt shut up.

you breathed out loudly, walking on.. maybe just maybe you could ignored it..

if satoru didnt walk like that, as if his hips led him his back leaning back just slightly so he could get a good look at your face, if you thought he hadnt seen you checking him out you were wrong and he didnt exactly mind whoring himself out for you.. it delighted him you were finally opening your eyes to them.

it must be the high right...? his hips almost led him forward, like he had a weight stuck to his waist.

like it was its heavy.

you stopped the cart when you got to the baking isle, you just needed a moment.. "uh, could you grab some milk please while i look over the flavors?" satoru nodded eager to get a task. you blew out a breath loudly walking into the isle your arms swinging by your side.

calm the fuck down..

it took him all but two minutes before he was back again.. his long lankly legs mustve sped run him through the store. there he was again your eyes immediately went to his shirt the one fitting his arms perfectly, at least it was better then staring at his bulge — ultimately you blamed it on the high you knew was long gone by now. he smiled proudly his canines showing off, "you find anything strawwwberry~ yet?" he teased putting the cart to the side then standing next to you. there were a million flavors infront of you going from strawberry to strawberry-raspberry, raspberry, raspberry cherry, cherry- a billion flavors.

you felt the sudden pressure on your shoulder; his chin, his arms wrapped around your waist intertwining his hands there. "hey, dont ignore me." he pouted. "youre holding raspberry silly." he pecked your cheek grabbing the bag from your hands -wait he pecked- and put it back on the shelf; replacing it with strawberry. You blinked your eyes up at him.

He was so fast sometimes you didn't even have time to scold him. Did you really want to? Or was it just your subconscious reminding you he was your best fiend. "there you go, see we're a much better team together." Not like he didn't remind you just as much that he wanted to be more...

But then Satoru thought of something.

He and suguru didn't bake.

Suguru only started properly cooking for you and that praise kink he has, that's how Satoru would put it. he needed to get baking equipment.. yes, he would make himself useful. "I will be right back." You nodded trying not to watch his ass as he walked off...and failing.

If this is how they felt all the time you actually felt kind of bad somewhere, maybe.

Satoru was busy roaming the electric section for the baking equipment but he didn't exactly know what you needed. He already had a stand mixer every spatula shape there was and every baking tin from cupcakes to cake tins. Now he was standing, arms crossed staring very focused down at a hand mixer when a worker approached him.

"can you find everything you need?" She asked a smile on her lips to be polite. Satoru nodded. His finger cupping his chin as he thought,"Just looking for the best stand mixer." He said not looking at her yet until he spoke up again. "do you have any suggestions?"

He didn't even realise the girl was eying him down, he was used to that before but now he didn't even compherend woman would look at him — he was very clearly taken. Until you realised that you had him he may have to wear a ring just so woman would back off, it was a thought he carried last time a girl flirted with him, he was oblivious right now though.

"Well, we have so many.. I believe the kitchen aid's are the best, it depends on what you're making?" Satoru nodded listening. "just cake." She continued to explain to him the benefits and he somewhere along the middle agitation for the girl built up but he couldn't quite figure out why until she spoke up after finishing up her advice, "I could come over and show you incase you have any trouble." She smiled shyly.

now he understood why he felt so annoyed towards the girl when he realized what she was doing but then something took over more satisfying. Something he had been wanting to do for so long.

"Thanks but no thanks- I don't think I'll need your help, my girlfriend is a very smart girl, I'm sure she will figure it out." He smiled as politely as he could but he could almost hear her shatter inside as he walked away with a smile plastered onto his face.

That was soon taken away.

While Satoru was busy looking for all cooking equipment you were still in the baking isle.

"Lemon… and strawberry.."You whispered to yourself unaware of the fact you weren't alone anymore, your mind back on the cake mission. "Ouu or, I can dooo.. chocolate?" No, Satoru wants strawberry and I want something lemon.. You were literally talking to yourself weighing out the options attempting to grab it from the top shelf when suddenly an arm stuck out to do it for you. But not Satoru's. No. You could tell it wasn't him by the tattoo this man has on his hand. He was standing beside you not directly behind you but more then close enough.

"there you go short stuff, where's your boyfriend to help you with these things?" He laughed giving you what you were trying to grab. He grabbed something next to that item. Something he needed. "Uh- thank you." You accepted the item he had more or less shoved into your hands politely. "No problem, can't be out here all alone looking this good without a boyfriend." He backed up just two steps so he could lean back and admire you fully. You could see him bite his lips slightly shaking his head.

you stood with your front to him now because it felt an awful lot like he was staring at your ass .. that's why you didn't see Satoru approach you who moved a lot quicker when he saw a man standing infront of you. Only by your tensed shoulders alone he knew you weren't the least bit happy with this interaction.

All he heard were the words without a boyfriend. So ofcourse Satoru had to help you? That's all this was! One of his arms slung around your shoulder. "My my, did you lose your boyfriend sweets? Can't even leave you alone for five damn minutes, huh?" He looked at you then back to the guy who seemed visually annoyed at Satoru's arrival. He made sure the guy knew by the way he said damn and huh that it was directed to him more then you. He wouldn't speak to you like that.

Satoru shrugged grinning, "Guess I'll have to cuff us together from now on." the guy turned on his heel and walked away muttering something under his breath. You relaxed bringing Satoru a great amount of joy you didn't even know about. You relaxed under him.

"You okay, sweets?" He asked taking his arm off you and turning around to stand in front of you. You didn't look as mischievous — happy as you did when you both first arrived at the store. Your eyes were somber like you were thinking.

"Hey, talk to me. You're leaving." He squatted down in front of you while holding your hands trying to get your attention onto him. You looked away trying not to have your mood drop. You gulped not realizing why you suddenly felt so heavy. Or stupid.

you didn't really know why. Maybe because this had been the second encounter this week with a man you didn't want, the fact you didn't know what to say if Satoru didn't arrive or worse, you'd run your mouth and he'd get angry like the other guy and you couldn't do a thing about it...

You just didn't get the words out properly. Satoru stood up hugging you into his warm soft body. He was slowly learning that their chest was something very comforting to you. You proved it by relaxing into his touch.

"Yknow you can talk to me right? Remember that time when.. when you felt upset, scared to lose us and I made you feel better? You can talk to me too, not just suguru." he mumbled the last part. He only teased you with favorites because it was funny to see your panicked expression but ironically for you

-he didn't know that's what led you to Suguru room-

he didn't actually want you to worry about their jealousy over each other like that, it was only now because they were so deprived of your attention, the little bit you gave the more they wanted - craved even.

So even tho you helped by giving in little by little .. it also did the opposite for them. They knew that was their own thing to work on and they were but you had to learn to communicate one way or another. He didn't exactly realize before this would've worried you if Satoru thought suguru was your favorite just for mentioning the man, that's why you needed clarity.

He softly sighed watching you drift away in your thought, "I want you to talk to me sweetheart, please? Please talk to me I swear I'll do the same..I won't ever judge you and I will listen and shut up I promise." He spoke softly his hands rubbing circles over your back while your face remained on his chest. You sighed softly.

"I just, I hate how weak I feel." You pouted, if the guy did grab you like those other assholes you also simply wouldn't be able to do shit. Satoru's heart nearly broke when he heard you say that because having you hurt was his worst fear too.."You're not weak angel?" His tone was like a soft blanket wrapping around you almost making you forgot you were in the middle of the baking isle in a store. "You're the strongest person I know even when you get knocked down you get back up again, every time, I wish I could be like you." He mumbled.

you moved back a step to look at his face sighing you gave in. "I didn't have an accident.." Satoru's expression didn't change. You were actually talking to him?

Inside he had already combusted. You were talking to him.

"Some guys who were looking for sukuna grabbed me and I felt so… useless." Satoru face softened at you speaking to him, if he didn't have them then he probably wouldn't be able to hide his anger but right now it excited him. he had gone soft, surely you wouldn't want him to hurt them. he'd make it shift. they wouldn't suffer...

But now with the pain in your voice it was so much easier to let go of the part that you made better in him. he wanted to be perfect for you. Deserving of you but he couldn't be if someone had hurt you or worse killed you so sometimes he had to do things you wouldn't agree with, only to keep you safe of course. right now staring back into your doubtful eyes his heart settled, his features softened — letting a sigh escape his lips. "You're not useless, you just need some training lessons." He playfully hit your shoulder trying to lighten the mood.

"come on. hit them." He held his hands like people in boxing training do, up a smile on his lips. what?

"Come onnn!" He grabbed your hand hitting his with it before putting both his palms up in the air again. you weakly hit his wrist to which he threw his hands down dramatically.

"Wow princess, that really. that, would've knocked me out if it was in my face.." he sarcastically laughed but stopped when he saw your pout. his arms wrapped around you once more pulling you flush against his body. "oh princess, don't worry. we will teach you some self defense if that's what will make you feel better. Please stop pouting pretty, I miss your smile." He mumbled slightly bending down and planting a kiss onto your head.

it seemed so natural for him to so you didn't even notice it now, whenever you craved their comfort extra you didn't realise how much you got, more then friends usually did.. "thank you for talking to me, this way I can actually help you. see? Just gotta let me in there sometimes." He ruffled your hair when he said 'there'

Would they actually help you learn self defense? The thought alone surprisingly did make you feel a lot better about yourself. your arm still hurt the bruise clear now but not visible because of the clothes you wore.

you didn't like having someone else's prints on you like that which made you realize how different you felt when you had satoru or Suguru's mark on you.

when you turned around to the cart however your heart dropped. "Satoru.." you began slowly. so his heart too dropped. did he get the wrong stuff? Wrong colour? It was all your favorite color he thought he did great-

"These.. are way too expensive! I can't afford this.." you shook your head looking at the boxes you turned your head at Satoru's dead silence a small crease between his brows — his face that told you he had no clue what you were talking about.

"Satoru, I can't get these. I don't have enough money-"

When you said money he understood. he shook his head disappointment taking over his facial features. "what have I told you about that? Money is my problem not yours. don't worry your little head about that.". For him you had enough to worry about money was really the least of your worries. Though that was different after making revealed their apartment was so expensive, they already gave you so much..

"You can't-" you couldn't finish time sentence because Satoru grabbed your cake mixes and whatever else you needed and put it in the cart that he now pushed forward while holding your hand and leading you over to the laundry detergent isle because suguru needed it, he forgot yesterday because well he wasn't used to being a house wife washing his own clothes. you grabbed the one you used to use for your clothes knowing only that one.

when you came to the cashier you didn't understand why satoru seemed so smug still feeling a bit bad about all the stuff he had thrown into the cart. you also didn't know that girl that was scanning your products had just spoke to Satoru. He eyed the way that girl clearly thought you were his girlfriend now after their interaction and he was beyond happy with the fact at least one other person did besides him and suguru.

And that was that. Satoru didn't let you carry a single bag or buy a single thing quite literally hijacking your credit card and then your phone when you tried to pay which is what you were thinking about when he spoke up, "you can at least hold my hand since I'm carrying the bag you know, emotional support and all." He flashed you a smile to which you rolled your eyes grabbing onto the pinky he demandingly stuck out.

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You had everything laid out infront of you now. about a million bowls for decorating; icing, textures for ontop, drizzles of lemon flavoring ready in a piping bag for the dizzle, pieces of fresh strawberry, lemon zest and whatever else you needed to decorate. the oven was already on with the cake inside — creating a comforting warmth that clung in the sweet sugary smelling air from the cake especially now that the balcony doors were closed. no steady breeze, just the steady hum of the oven warming up and Satoru infront of you supporting his head under his hands while secretly admiring you. he tried to be secretive about to but that wasnt really something he was good at.

You had on your apron, the one he picked out; You were technically in a pink bikini. Because that was the picture in the front of the apron - you knew you should've checked it before...

nonetheless you went on, "I thought you said we would do this together?" it didn't take him more then thirty seconds before he had washed his hands and they were in the bowl, kneading the pizza dough with you. his hips pressed against your ass slightly making your waist press into the edge of the counter you were stood infront of.

he hadn't missed you staring him down in the car — the parking lot, the shop before that guy ruined it. So to him you basically invited him now to get that lost attention back.

You were definitely in his eyes proving his thoughts right, you wanted him close. at allll times.

he smirked watching your much smaller hands in the bowl. when he added his own they basically filled up the entire bowl leaving little to no space for you. his arms outlined yours brushing against you the same way sugurus did when he read to you..

heat started to come up to your cheeks thinking about it. You were done the making pizza dough, since the cake was already in the oven you had time to prepare dinner and pizza diugh was a part of that. you washed your hands looking at the rest of your ingredients.

satoru was delighted to help you because finally he got to be as close to you as he wanted to be in the store though he had seen how you were with choso nonetheless that guy that ruined everything. he didn't really get the chance to steal your affection too afraid to upset you but now? You were all his in the comfort of your home and the promise to teach you how to protect yourself. like you'd ever have to now, he would take better precautions but still he didn't mind the idea of teaching you how to fight, it would be fun.

"You'd look even better in just what's on the apron, just saying.. " you rolled your eyes. "then you'd have to be naked." you joked back, in your dreams-

"Okay." Satoru in one swift move made the motion of taking his pants off when you turned around instantly shouting his name he couldn't help but laugh. "geez, they're on princess. You have a filthy mind yourself. been thinking about it, haven't you?" Your cheeks grew red. "thinking of.. what?" You tried sounding innocent. "of what you missed out on sweetheart.." Satoru was standing infront of you, his hips slightly pressing into yours. "you know all you have to do is ask right." he looked down at your lips.

stop doing that!

You sniffed something. the cake! Quickly you moved around him taking the cake out and checking your phone. the damn sound was off argh! You never turned the sound off though.. odd.

The cake was perfect now all you had to do was let it cool off and make whipped cream. you got a bowl after moving Satoru away. standing in the way was something that seemed to be a hobby for him, maybe he just loved it when you had to touch him to shove him away. his favorite was way you grabbing his belt, he loved it. it was the easiest way to move him too he instantly leaned his hips forward smiling like the stupid idiot he was and walking to wherever you placed him, he was satisfied with that alone.

Now he was stood on your left while you made whipped creme. "It smells great, I can't wait to taste it." His lanky long fingers reached out to pluck a piece of the still hot cake. you reached out smacking his finger away. "hey! You're going to ruin it. I have to scrape the top off so it's even anyways, you can have that. be patient Satoru." You smirked knowing he was anything but patient. he'd have to learn.

He stood there leaning against the counter arms crossed showing off his bicep in full glory slightly more prominent because his chest pushed out the muscle underneath. "like what you see princess? your eyes have been very greedy today.. what happened between you and suguru hm?" You looked at him ready to protest when you saw he was smirking your little attitude didnt last very long, why was he so damn distracting! what did he think happened between you and suguru?...

Satoru could tell you wanted to let go of whatever it was that held you back, happy to know you were trying in your own way. it was all he wanted because they were trying their hardest too. "shit!" You clenched your teeth together, the whipped cream you had been making turned into butter... "butter, well done b- sweetheart." He wasn't only lost in staring at you. he could see this, ten years from now. a kitchen you picked out while you baked or did whatever you wanted, he hoped you'd bake for him just like this so he forgot how frustrated you could get especially now..

"We have another one!" He quickly moved to grab the other little carton. That one hadn't been put in the fridge. you needed two to do the middle filling and the top so one wouldn't work out anyways but you tried to swallowing the rising upset that was on the way. It was silly but you were seriously frustrated. you could bake quite well and whipped cream is where it went wrong?

Starting over you didn't use an electric whip. You must've whipped for 15 minutes and your arm was going to fall off. it was almost admirable for Satoru to see how much willpower you had to succeed such a simple task along with the frustration that took over your features — cute though eventually he took over and even he couldn't get it done. at it you went with the electric whisk, nothing.

no fluffy goodness, nothing.

Satoru had already texted Suguru about 20 times, who was actually already downstairs in the parking lot when he got the message on his way upstairs, when he read it the door opened and he was met with Satoru's back and your side. It sounded like you were rebuilding the kitchen counter, the whisk was so loud. Suguru stepped off on you softly taking it and turning it off. "hey, hey are you okay?" He looked around. the two cakes that laid there. you frowned. it was ruined! The surprise was ruined...

Suguru saw the way your eyes glossed over and sadness took over your face your eyes became totally different when this took over.

Suguru dropped his phone on the counter so his hands could cup your face. "What's wrong? Talk to me?" You breathed in and out settling yourself before speaking up, you weren't a child and this wasn't even a big deal.

It was just everything. maybe blocking out most of what you felt so you wouldn't overthink didn't help either.

"I just, we can't get it to turn into whipped cream.."

"It's okay, do you have any left?" You shook your head. "darling, it's fine-"

You frowned. "it's not, I really wanted to do it and I fucked it up twice." You looked away. Satoru smiled behind Suguru. he was happy you couldn't see him he just found it cute, your outburst and the little angry scowl you carried. it was bad of him he knew that, that's why he hid himself! Sugurus eyes softened. "cmon, let's get some more. you didnt fuck anything up. youre just baking with the worlds worst pastry cheff, havent you noticed by now hes only useful for the aftermath dear?" suguru smiled leading you to the elevator even as you protested you didnt need it anymore, he knew how much you did.

you did that's how you ended up sitting on the other side where Satoru had been admiring you, the kitchen island. he was busy leveling off the cake with a knife and Suguru was teaching you- like usual. how to make whipped cream. he showed you the type of bowl, which he had googled all in the time you two went up in the elevator and you were talking about how Satoru begged for strawberry, suguru was already happy that the car ride seemed to help your mood when you started speaking up more again. quiet wasnt a good look on you. suguru figured by now quiet meant you were overthinking, upset or in a rare occasion just not in the mood to speak, he knew that wasnt the case before the ride.

suguru had a smaller bowl then you did. taller. cold creme, and a normal whisk.

he whisked it first for two minutes when it became fluffy but like it was clockwork your mind started going again. you were trying to avoid looking at sugurus arm, how his whole hand cupped the bowl making it seem small while he was whisking with the other hand, that what gave you a chance to really see what was infront of you..

Were you blind? You almost wanted to laugh at the way Satoru nudged Suguru every couple of moments telling him he did it wrong and Suguru telling him off because he already failed once. the glances Satoru made at suguru or the way he placed his face on his shoulder the same way he did with you.

How his fingers slightly pressed against Suguru lips when he fed him a piece of cake. that's when a smile slipped, "what are you looking at?" Satoru grinned looking at you, he loved when you observed them — gave them your undivided attention.

In a moment of bravery, once you suddenly got a lot around them lately you blurted out, "I want to see.." Suguru made a humming noise; questioning.

by satorus furrowed brows you spoke up again,"I want to see..how he showed you.." your breath hitched at the idea but also at the fact you were very nervous to say it now that both their piercing gazes were on you.

satoru seemed shocked at first at your boldness but then he laughed shaking his head while getting ready to embarrass you as always,"aw what a little perv.."

But Suguru noticed the way your cheeks went red and how your chin dipped down; embarrassed.

so he didn't let Satoru tease you any longer. Suguru put down the bowl and the whisk quicker then Satoru could notice in his hysteria. his large hand grabbed onto Satoru chin cutting off his laughter by turning his face and kissing him. biting his lip then soflty kissing him. You didnt know it but it was a warning in a way for making you feel embarrassed.

Not yet. you weren't comfortable enough to be embarrassed, yet. it was his own way of telling satoru to be patient which the latter knew, he knew.. his caring however? fading, you helped justify his thoughts remember?

Satoru's ears turned a soft pink at first when he realised sugurus kissed him infront of you before smiling and kissing suguru back, he didnt think he would do this so soon infront of you not before fixing everything like he said.

he knew damn well suguru was warning him. satoru watched your eyes widen and your lips part — your shoulders lowering, he smiled giving you what you wanted..

instead of watching you he closed his eyes and kissed suguru back too properly still not moving from his spot. your heart was pounding when their lips finally left each other after a good twenry seconds that felt a lot longer, their chests slightly dropping and raising faster then they were before. your ears were pounding much like your heart and your ears, your veins. everywhere.

you were.. turned on?

Satoru kissed him so differently, rougher but less controlled. after they finished and their lips parted suguru licked satorus lips the same way he did in the shower, the same way he mustve done to you wihtout you realising... satoru softly nipped sugurus tongue with his teeth, his own warning. again your bestfriends had conversations you were completely unaware of.

you were even redder then when he called you a pervert because.. you were..?

Maki was right.. you were fucking blind. It wasn't like they really hid it, all you did have to do was ask...

when they stopped kissing they just casually went back to the whipping creme and leveling the cake a small smug smirk on their lips at your dazed look.

It didn't help that Suguru black shirt cut right off mid bicep when he held the bowl in one hand and whisked with the other getting it just right, he flipped the whip seeing the creme stand up in a teardrop shape which meant it was done. the action was so simply yet so attractive.

"C'mere dear," he called you over, you hopped off the chair, much like in his room your feet moved before you recognized they did. he had a way of doing that.. his index finger smoothly took a layer off the sides of the bowl and held it out. you looked at his finger then him. He raised his brows slightly, "taste it for me? It may need more sugar." Normal enough right...?

Right after they had just been tongue deep in front of you.. shouldn't ask for things you're not ready for.

You opened your mouth, Suguru turned his finger upside down pressing the pad of his finger down on your tongue and moving it around softly, he shouldn't of because he got hard and not only him.. Satoru too because it reminded him of that time you did with him.. when he made you taste the chocolates only now you were properly looking at suguru while doing so.. which was so much worse.

Suguru jaw clenched when your lips shut around his finger taking the rest off. you hummed. "it's good, Suguru!" you smiled happy. finally! You could assemble the cake.

Torture, youre torture for them, you and your patience for accepting your feelings..

otherwise they could've thrown you over the kitchen island now making out with you at the same time just in different spots, Satoru after all did want a taste so badly he stole your panties after you escaped to Sugurus room, after it became clear you wouldn't go back.

But now? They had to accept their best girl-friend was happy with her results and hopefully feeling satisfied, more then before with your writing but seeing your little smile when you spread it across and assembled it showing them the final result they knew they had done good, fucking up wasn't an option after all.

"fucking phenomenal!" satoru groaned having a piece of pie in his hands when you went to wash your hands, no plate just a big triangle piece of pie being shoved in his face. you couldnt help but smile. when you were done washing your hands you just cut a small piece up on a plate with a fork when you turned to suguru who was smoking, "suguru.." he smiled looking down at the plate before bending down slightly and opening his mouth, giddy you quickly cut up a piece with the fork and fed him with it not realizing satoru was behind you staring.

suguru hummed straightening up again, his brows slightly raised, "mm, thats really good."

"best thing youve ever tasted?" you joked smiling proudly, "best thing? hmm," suguru muttered his eyes trailing down a bit before snapping back to the pie in your hands. "it comes close, yes." he nodded the fact your fingers brought it to his lips did make it close enough to the best thing he had ever tasted. you blushed softly not really understanding but being honored to be high on his favorite desert list. ironically so.

when you got finished with the cake and feeding suguru you moved on to the pizza dough you had prepared with satoru but suguru was faster calling your name. hearing him say your actual name not a nickname he made up for you almost caught you off guard but nonetheless you responded. "yes?"

You were still all stood in the kitchen, Satoru next to Suguru and both in front of you. "Do you remember when I said I'd like to make it up to you?" You nodded, yes that was yesterday.. behind suguru you heard Satoru click off the oven. "I'd like to tonight if you allow us?"

"Okay..go on." You furrowed your brows ready to hear them out to which just they smiled softly in response at your eagerness. Satoru shook his head. "properly princess, not here. it's a surprise." You looked back at Suguru who had his gaze fully fixated on you waiting for a response. "if you don't feel comfortable toni-"

And have another day stuck in your head? You were due some clarity! "No, I do. I'd like to." An opportunity to talk about that 10k rent you two didn't say anything about! And some other things maybe.

"Should I get dressed?" You asked looking down at your clothes that were half covered in flower somehow despite the apron you wore. "you have all the time in the world dear, do whatever you feel comfortable with." somehow that made your cheeks warm up a bit as you walked off for a shower. they somehow knew you would after the long day you had. when they knew you were in your room it gave them opportunity to talk.

"you told her i showed you?" suguru turned around to satoru who had his brows raised head tilted, "don't act as if you care."

˚. ᵎᵎ a/n - it’s not a satosugu fic without satosugu! (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)

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