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It didn’t hit Satoru like a wave or a lightning bolt. Or even a swift kick in the ass. But with a soft look in his direction from violet eyes as Suguru disappeared into the bathroom, the nameless man held his hand as the room swallowed them.
The cocktail no longer tasted sweet. It had turned bitter in his mouth, and the room swayed around him as people began to jump in unison with the music.
He was jealous. He like liked Suguru Geto. His best friend since high school. His roommate. Suguru, who was probably blowing out some rando’s back out in the club bathroom.
Fuck.
Satoru ordered another drink.
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Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto were roommates. Finals are over, they can finally relax for a bit. Everything was fine, perfect even. Until Satoru see's Suguru making out with someone at the club.
Which was...fine? Except Satoru realizes around the pumping bass and neon lights that he was jealous. Because Suguru was his. Platonically. Or ... not?
Queue Satoru Gojo realizing he's in love with Suguru Geto and reacting the only way he knows how. By ignoring it.
Until he can't.