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The soft pale moonlight seeps through the small gaps in my window blinds into my room, to anyone else it’s barely even visible but to me it’s six times brighter; illuminating the room much more than I want it too. The six eyes is seen as a blessing from a jujutsu point of few but when you’re trying to sleep and everything is extremely overstimulating and your head feels like it’s being beaten in.. not so much. Even after training for years it still puts a huge strain on me; constant migraines and it feels like most of the time I’m alive I’m heavily overstimulated by the world around me. No matter how I feel though, Suguru is always there for me. No matter how much we argue and fight he’s always there to aid me in my suffering. After long missions in the dead of night I’d crawl back to him in search of his comfort. I lay awake now thinking of all the times in the past that I’d sneak into his room and sleep over. There's a fine line between being friends or lovers and oftentimes it feels like we stand directly on it. Simple acts of intimacy like holding hands, laying on each others shoulders, sharing a bike, and so on are causal in our relationship yet neither of us had ever said a word about it. Past memories flood my mind and I sit up and reach for my phone; which practically blinds me when I turn it on.
1:21am
“U up?”
…
1:21am
“What do you want now, Satoru?”
Even though he sounds annoyed he answered as soon as I texted. Without a second thought I stood up, shoveled my phone in my pocket, and quietly made my way to Suguru’s dorm. Before I know it I’m standing in front of his door, softly knocking on it to which he opens right away as if he was awaiting me. He looks me up and down, specifically analyzing my face, the bags under my eyes, and my messed up hair.
“Migraine again?” He holds the door open, his long flowy hair falls over his back and shoulders instead of being put up and he has his glasses on instead of his contacts.
“Mhm,” I nod, to which he scolds me for:
“Don’t move it too much then dumbass, how bad is it on a scale from one to ten?”
“Twenty.” He sighs and pushes the door completely open.
“C’mon.. we can lay down together, sounds okay?” I nod my head, more gently this time like he told me too. He sits on his bed with his back against his head board. I shut the door behind me and turn to see him pat the empty space next to him; I gladly fill that space. He pulls me closer, resting my head on his chest before starting to gently rake his fingers through my hair; which feels like heaven on earth.
“You shouldn’t push yourself so far, you may be the strongest but you still have limits Satoru,”
“Mmm…” The way his voice purrs my name always seems to get stuck in my head forever; like I could listen to him saying it for hours on end. He keeps playing with my hair and the world finally feels quiet, it’s quiet and actually quiet. Every little noise always sounds so loud, almost echoing in my head constantly but with Suguru? It feels like the whole universe is silent and everything is at peace. It feels like Suguru can see right through me sometimes, I know he can’t. He’s just an average sorcerer like Shoko, Nanami, and everyone else. I’m the only special one, the only person in the whole world with six eyes and limitless. Yet it feels like he understands me on a different level, it feels like he just always knows me better than anyone else. I open my eyes and let myself gaze into his hypnotizing purple eyes; he looks right back down at me into my eyes. Suddenly the thoughts from earlier resurface and I’m struck by a realization.
“Suguru.. are we dating? I mean I don’t think normal friends sneak into the other room for comfort like twice a week or gaze into each other's eyes..?”
“Are you confessing your love to me, Satoru..?” A light rosy pink covers Suguru's cheeks.
“What if I was?”
Suguru seemed to hesitate for a moment, his expression reflected confliction and soon I started to worry that maybe this wasn’t a good idea. Right as I was about to speak up again Suguru leans down and before I know it his soft lips are pressed up against mine. Before I can process the situation he pulls away, much to my dismay.
“Sor-”
I cut him off, pulling him back into another kiss. He’s surprised at first but melts into the kiss soon after. It felt like the whole world froze around us, as if nothing else existed but the warmth of Suguru’s soft lips pressed against mine. His hands gently cup my face, he holds my face as if I’m delicate glass. His touch is so soft and gentle, at this moment nothing else matters to me but him. Eventually we pulled apart, his hands still holding my face.
“I love you too, Satoru” He smiles, a sweet warm loving expression plastered on his face.
“No duh.. you just kissed me…”
“Wow.. the least you could do is be nice after your one and only just kiss you. I’m hurt, Satoru…” He teases, that same expression still covering his face.
“Oh shut up, you know I love you.”
He looks at me with the softest and most loving expression anyone has ever looked at me with.
“Stop looking at me like that…”
I feel my face heat up and he gives me a smile that makes my heart skip a beat.
“Like what, sweetheart?”
Ooh my gosh.
Suguru giggles at my flustered expression before speaking back up,
“I was just teasing.. but c’mon, you gotta get some rest okay? Especially after our mission today.
He scooches down, fully laying down now instead of sitting up against his headboard and pulls me closer. I snuggle up to him and he protectively wraps his arms around me and continues playing with my hair. I let myself start to drift off and the last thing I can remember is feeling Suguru press a soft kiss on my forehead.
“Goodnight, my Satoru,”