DragonHobi

Wen Kexing sitting dramatically in green robes, like the bad bitch he is



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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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    22 Jul 2026

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    Back when the internet felt like a physical place, Suguru found himself hopelessly addicted to a stupid online game called FamFarm. That’s how he ended up friends with “sixEyes,” a guy who was just as obsessed with FamFarm as he was.

    Now, with Suguru moving to Tokyo to attend Jujutsu High, the possibility of meeting his online best friend feels finally real, and everything would be perfect if not for Suguru’s classmate: Gojo Satoru. Obnoxious, unfairly attractive, and apparently the strongest jujutsu sorcerer alive, this guy seems to make it his personal mission to rile Suguru up at every possible opportunity.

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    21 Jul 2026

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    “Can I put my mouth on yours?” Suguru whispers. His thumbs are digging into the dimples in Gojo’s back, forearms plastered to the bumps of his spine. But Suguru can’t touch everywhere, and Gojo’s mouth continues to bleed. There’s a gurgle in the back of Gojo’s throat as he chokes on his own blood.

    Gojo nods jerkily.

    Suguru puts their mouths together, forcing down the initial revulsion the taste of blood spurs in his gut. He angles his face down, trying to place as much of his skin against Gojo’s as he can. The sound the other boy lets out is one that Suguru thinks is a groan of humiliation. Suguru counts backwards in his head from five hundred, feeling the subtle change from bleeding mouth to smooth, overly soft, lips. He thinks about the copious amounts of lip product Gojo insists on using. Chapstick in forty different flavors, tucked into pockets, pulled out in bouts of boredom. Vanilla, cherry, peach. Suguru’s personal favorite: a crisp peppermint that carries when Gojo speaks.

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    20 Jul 2026

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    That night Suguru sits on the floor in front of one of the biggest canvases he’s ever worked on. There’s a half empty bottle of red wine at his elbow, a paintbrush held delicately as he paints veins into Satoru’s hands. They’re poised in front of his face, dragging against skin and hovering right before they can sink into the white washes of his hair. Suguru had started the painting as soon as he had walked into his home, dumping the art supplies on tarp and dragging the massive canvas out from under his bed.

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    20 Jul 2026

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    Satoru looks winded, shaking, pale, a reedy shadow on the unlit balcony. He wraps his arms around himself, looks at the ground. Suguru knows he can’t touch him, but he still puts himself into Satoru’s unlimited space, pushes him back to the edge of the balcony where the railing meets the wall.

    “Why are you treating me like a stranger?”

    “Aren’t you?” Satoru’s voice is fragile, he’s searching Suguru’s face. “I saved you because I’m selfish. Because I hate this beating in me that’s yours, because I love it. I wasn’t ready to let it die.”

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    20 Jul 2026