"if you want to keep your legs" Sukuna pauses for a dramatic effect, "keep them off my chair" he throws a threatening smile.
"oh?" Satoru perks up at the threat, it's not often that he gets threatened, but when he does, he usually knows who it's coming from.
"Sukuna!" he almost claps as he beams up, showing pearly whites as he looks up at the visibly irritated male hovering over him, his long legs automatically untangle from the seat in front of him, going back to their natural position under his own desk, "you're late" he adds.
"tsk" Sukuna clicks his tongue, he doesn't like the familiarly Gojo speaks to him with, they weren't friends, Gojo was nothing to him except the nuisance seated behind him in class.
"that's none of your business" he shrugs as he pulls out his chair, the same one Gojo was resting his feet upon a few moments ago, and if it was anyone else, Sukuna would have forced them to lick the chair clean, but he is in no mood to be picking fights first thing in the morning, least of all not with Satoru.
"Sukuna, you're so grumpy in the morning" Gojo pouts in return as the other takes his seat, blatantly ignoring his remarks, he leans over his desk, chin in hand as he smiles, his smile comes off as sweet and innocent, something it shouldn't be considering what's running through his mind.
Sukuna is busy writing down whatever Shoko sensei was blabbering on about as he feels a finger poking his left shoulder, his entire figure goes frigid, he hates when people just casually touch him, specially if said people were Satoru.
"don't touch me" he hisses over his shoulder, not sparing a glance at the source of his discomfort, he keeps his attention focused on the sensei, hoping that Gojo would take the hint and leave him alone.
much to his dismay, he doesn't.
"why? are you going to internally combust if i touch you?" Gojo speaks up, his voice barely above a whisper, he would be in trouble if Shoko heard him talking in class, "I didn't know you liked me that much, Sukuna" he teases.
Sukuna wants to laugh, but he doesn't, Gojo is pretty obvious when he's trying to get on his nerves, and he does, too often, most days he would entertain the other male, which results in them bickering back and forth at each other, however, today isn't most days, and Sukuna won't give him the satisfaction he so craves.
so he does what he does best and ignores him, even if it was hard to.
"huh? what is it? you're shy today of all days" Gojo questions, drumming his fingertips over his chin, "did something happen?" he continues to talk regardless of being ignored, because even if Sukuna ignores him, he knows he can still hear him.
"you should smile more often, Sukuna" Gojo says nonchalantly and Sukuna's eyebrow twitches, but he ends up ignoring him again regardless.
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Yuuji huffs in exasperation as he hugs his knees on the pavement, his face pouty, his eyes kept searching the school yard for a certain silver haired boy, which unfortunately, they couldn't find.
"what's on your mind?" says Megumi as he calmly sips on his juice, orange juice was not really his favorite, but he appreciates the sweet taste distracting his taste buds.
Yuuji looks at his friend as he rests his face on his knees, Megumi looked impassive, as he always does, as if he doesn't care about anything in the world, and Yuuji found himself wondering how his best friend could maintain such level headed attitude no matter the occasion.
"I want to see him" he says quietly, voice barely above a whisper, almost depressed.
He does not know when it started, and knowing wouldn't really change much about it either, Yuuji was never one to question his feelings, or their origin, so when his infatuation with the silver-haired began, he embraced it with open arms.
He doesn't know what exactly attracted him to the other male, he was so handsome, too handsome for words to describe, and Yuuji's heart skipped a beat whenever he saw him, they never talked, of course, Gojo probably doesn't know who the hell Yuuji is, something Yuuji is planning to change very soon.
"why don't you go to his class?" Megumi says absent mindedly, he doesn't know the drive behind his friend's strong feelings towards the stranger, but he doesn't question it, and he doesn't judge, love works in mysterious ways.
"haah? No way!" Yuuji grows flustered, just what was Megumi suggesting? He can't just go to the 3rd year's class out of the blue, and what would he say once he got there? That he wanted to see him?
"you should confess your feelings then" Megumi advises, if Yuuji ever wanted to get someone like Gojo, then he will have a lot of work to do. Gojo is popular, and many people are thirsting over him, inside and outside of school, the competition Yuuji is facing is not easy, and he should act quickly before Gojo settles for someone else.
Yuuji just pouts at that, he knows, and in all honesty, he wants to. He wants Gojo to notice him, he wants to be together with him, if not lovers then at least friends, but he would much rather prefer the first option.
He has never considered himself someone with a shaky personality, he was always too bright, and happy, Yuuji was emitting positive energy all around him, but he was inexperienced, and he knows that, he has never dated someone before, and he can't help but wonder what it would be like, what would it be like to date Gojo Satoru? He found himself smiling at the thought.
"would you help me?" he asks, already knowing the answer he will receive.
Megumi looks at his friend and smiles genuinely, if there was anything he could do to ease his friend's torment, he will do it. "yes" his voice low and quiet.
Yuuji's face brightens, because he knows, when Megumi helps him, things always go right. And this was no different, it can't be any different, Megumi knows how to make everything work, and for that, Yuuji is very lucky to have him.
He looks in front of him as he hears rustling in the distance, and his heart skips a beat, there he was, Gojo Satoru in all his glory, soft silver hair swaying gently with the wind, his sunglasses covering most of his eyes, his hands in his pockets, and he looks so cool, Yuuji couldn't help the smile the creeped to his lips.
Gojo didn't pay the boys any attention as he passed by them, and Megumi thought he looked nothing short of an idiot, he can't understand what Yuuji sees in him.
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"Fuck, Mahito. Shut up and enjoy your drink before I take your eyes out"
Mahito's usually bright face pouted, he will never get used to the harsh tone Naoya uses with him, whatever, he won't talk if it was unappreciated, he was only trying to help anyway. He looks around the cafeteria as he sips on his strawberry drink absent mindedly.
"not like that" Naoya's tone is less harsh now, "pretend you're enjoying it, common now, you don't want them to think I'm forcing you, do you?"
"leave him alone, Naoya" says Geto calmly, it's very easy to bully someone cute like Mahito, and until this moment, Geto doesn't understand what was Naoya doing on their table, "what brought you here?" he asks nonchalantly, the answer doesn't really interest him, Naoya does what he wants, and no one can stop him from that.
Naoya smirks as he moves to face Geto, who went back to sipping his coffee calmly, "where is Choso?" he asks with a bored tone, "I haven't seen him since morning", Naoya was not concerned, he was bored, he is usually used to his toy being around all the time.
"I don't know" Geto answers him casually.
"You don't know? Isn't he your friend?" Naoya questions with a rise of his eyebrow.
"he is"
"So?"
"That doesn't mean I would know where he is at any time" Geto quirks his eyebrows, Naoya has started to become annoying with his never ending questions, he likes to use his lunchtime to relax, not to get questioned by the Zenin heir.
"really? What a bad friend you are" Naoya grins, his lips almost cracked, he found himself wondering if Geto would feel bad about his words, but the other's expression did not change, it seems like Geto has good control over his feelings.
"where is Toji?" Geto asks with a smile of his own.
Naoya's eyebrows tangle, he was taken aback by that question, "you're daring, asking me such a question"
"really? You don't know? What a bad friend you are" Geto couldn't help the smile that travelled to his lips, Mahito burst out laughing in the background.
"do you have a death wish?" Naoya threatens, clearly very annoyed, looks like the tables have turned.
"nah, I'm still rather young, but do you?"
"you're insufferable" he complains, Naoya doesn't like to be threatened, or to be made fun of, it looks like he will have to add Geto to his never ending list of targets, he never paid much attention to the man before now, but seems like things are about to change.
"Anyway, I think it's about time you leave Choso alone, he doesn't like you" Geto says as he takes another sip of his cold coffee.
"and how do you know that?" his usual smirk seemed to go back to his lips at the mentioning of Choso, "does he talk much about me?"
Geto rolled his eyes so hard they almost got stuck in the back of his head, it doesn't need an expert, he's sure Naoya already knows Choso doesn't like him, without a doubt.
"common now, Naoya, you are just using him as a replacement" Geto says frankly, everyone knows it, it was no secret, "since ever Toji was expelled and you've been all over him" he sipped his coffee, if Naoya was good at one thing, then it was wasting his time.
"you have this annoying habit of dropping Toji's name whenever you feel like it" irritation was visible across his features, although deep down he knows that Geto was doing this just to get on his nerves.
"why not, I don't think he's something special" his tone neutral.
"does it look like I care about what you think? Keep him out of his"
"fine" Geto wants nothing more than to get done with his conversation already and go back to his inner peace, "anyway, stop going after Choso"
"hah, if it bothers you that much, why don't you fuck him instead then?" Naoya chuckles as he gets off the chair, he was done talking, it seems like Geto has it easy getting on his nerves, and Naoya isn't fond of that, he decided to leave before the discussion turned into something much more.
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Thank you for reading! comments and feedback are highly appreciated.
note: I also published this story on wattpad under the same username, in a different language.
English is not my first language so please tell me if there are any mistakes.