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    Shoko lights his cigarette first, then hers. They each take a drag and sigh.

    “Holding up okay?”

    “Oh, you know how it is when your best friend-slash-crush murders your estranged parents and takes off into the night without so much as a backward glance.” Suguru shrugs, having since settled into the strange new normal of a life devoid of Satoru.

    “Oh, so now you’ll admit you were crushing on him,” Shoko complains.

    In which Satoru Gojo defects instead.

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    There is no clear moment, not really, but there is one that sticks out in his mind, when he knew with a sickening sort of thud inside him, a punch to the jaw in an anything goes bare-fist fight, no chance to hide his weak spots in the aftermath.

    “No.” Suguru says, enunciating carefully, as though his lack of diction is the issue.

    “But Suguru,” Satoru whines, heavy on the last syllable, and Suguru can feel Shoko shift beside him.

    “Why do you say his name like that?” She snips before Satoru can continue with his impassioned plea or Suguru can try to intercede, cut him off. “Just say it normal, be normal.” She kicks out and misses Satoru, standing at the edge of the bed, and hits Suguru, who grunts in response. “Oops.”

    Suguru waves it off.

    “When is he ever normal?” He asks, rolling his eyes at her. Shoko snorts out a laugh, her leg resting over Suguru’s shin, a comforting warmth.

    “So true.” Shoko responds, flicking open her phone.

    “I’m literally right here.” Satoru practically shouts, tossing his sunglasses haphazardly onto Suguru’s bedside table, “terrible friendship, terrible friends,” and Suguru closes his eyes because he knows what is coming next, “Suguru,” Satoru whines again.

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    “Okay,” Utahime says, massaging her temples, “you know what?”

    “No.” Satoru says, and stares at the DM from Suguru so hard his vision starts to blur.

    “Gojo Satoru.” She snaps her fingers in front of his face, disturbing his hyper-locked in view of the phone screen, and he blinks, the world coming back into focus.

    “Huh?” He says.

    “Okay, I have known you since you were, what? Twelve? Thirteen?”

    Satoru makes an iffy sort of hand gesture. It was somewhere around there, who knows really. He can’t remember all that.

    “Okay, so I say this with the full weight of well over a decade of…” She pauses, thinking.

    “Friendship.” He supplies, nodding.

    She stares at him dead-eyed.

    “Acquaintanceship?” He tries, failing to stop the pout.

    “Proximity.” She decides firmly.

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    laughed so hard i physically could not read the fic because i was just fully crying.

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    “I’m a kid. You can’t leave me alone. That’s unsafe.” Megumi counters, pulling the phone away from his ear. His argument might have done more to sway Suguru if his voice wasn’t so deadpan.

    “I’ll leave you with the guards. They’ll look after you until your dad gets there.”

    “I can’t talk to strangers.”

    “What am I, then?”

    “That was an emergency. Also, you’re not a stranger anymore.” Megumi blinks. “You’re Suguru.”

    Suguru fights the urge to slam his head against the pole in the middle of the train carriage. Instead, he says: “Can I talk to your dad?”

    Megumi loses his dad on the train, and finds a certain tall, raven-haired man instead.

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    Memoirs of time are engraved all over Kurosaki's body— in the numerous scars scattered across his skin, in the calluses etched into his palms from the patterned grip of his sword.

    Grimmjow's skin, covered by a protective organ engineered to perfection, doesn't bear any witness to the relentless journey of time.

     

    Grimmjow is changeless. Kurosaki's skin will wrinkle with time.

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