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    “What, like practice kissing?” Satoru makes a face. “Isn’t that kind of gay?"

    “Not really. Think about it. We’re practicing so you’ll be better at kissing girls. That’s, like, the opposite of gay."

    Yeah, now that Satoru thinks about it, that does make sense. Anyway, it’s hard to think clearly when Suguru is suddenly climbing onto the bed, invading his personal space and leaning in so Satoru can feel his breath against his lips.

    “So, no homo, right?” Suguru asks softly, interrupting his thoughts.

    “Yeah… Yeah, okay,” Satoru whispers.

    And then Suguru kisses him.

    In which everyone knows Satoru and Suguru are dating, except Satoru and Suguru themselves. (5 times they don't realize they're dating + 1 time they do.)

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    27 Apr 2026

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    1880s Britain.

    Commodore Satoru Gojo has spent the last five years obsessed with a single black flag and its pirate. As his father, the Admiral, was murdered by a pirate crew for an ancient, mystical relic that is needed to unlock the world’s forbidden power: Cursed Energy.

    Alas, the race to prevent the resurrection of a power that could shatter the British Empire—and essentially the world—has begun.

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    25 Apr 2026

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    “You’re sick.” Atsumu fails to see the correlation.

    “Yeah?”

    Kiyoomi pulls out some medicine, nodding quickly after checking the use by.

    “People like being looked after when they’re sick.” Not Atsumu. He would laugh if he didn’t feel like he just went eight rounds with a monster truck. Kiyoomi turns to him, face crumpled at Atsumu’s shagginess.

    “I’m…” Kiyoomi trails off and goes back to gathering items; water, a sports drink, a thermometer—since when did Atsumu own a thermometer?—and a few other bits. “I’m going to look after—help—you… whatever.” Kiyoomi mumbles as he pushes around the items he’s placed on the countertop.

    Atsumu has no fucking clue what’s happening right now. Is he having a fever induced hallucination? Is he actually asleep? Is Kiyoomi going to murder him?

    atsumu is sick, despite his best efforts not to be, and kiyoomi... well, atsumu thinks he may be sick too, because why the hell is he offering to look after him?

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    17 Apr 2026

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    "Is that a no?"

    "This is a horrible idea."

    "So ya don't want to?"

    "Depraved and absolutely reckless."

    "Kiyoomi…"

    His brows lifted in surprise at the unusual use of his full name, inky eyes looking at Atsumu with hesitation.

    "Answer my question."

    (Or: Self-proclaimed straight guy Atsumu offers to help Kiyoomi out with his little sex problem.)

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    15 Apr 2026

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    “Thank you. Maybe I should wear this more often.”

    ‘Please, do not do this to me’ he wanted to whine. He chose to stay silent and take a breath.

    “Maybe not too short like this one.”
    Satoru turned to face him again, one eyebrow raised and a playful smile on his face.

    “You jealous or what?” he teased him.

    “You look kinda slutty,” Suguru stated so honestly, which amused Satoru.

    “Good, then. Men like that.”

    Again, that churn in his stomach. A sickening feeling spreading all over.

    I like that. What does that make me?

    Suguru liked girls. So why the hell was he getting a hard-on by watching his best friend walking around in a skirt and tights?

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    14 Apr 2026

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