☁️ ˖⁺ lonely together — geto suguru
pairing: geto x gn!reader
genre: fluff, a smidge of angst
word count: 1.8k
cw: post hidden inventory arc, reader is referred to as “darling”, morally gray reader, slightly suggestive joke at the end (idk geto insinuates u shower tgt), geto calls non-sorcerers monkeys
i.e.: “i can fix him.” nah. he's perfect as he is
“so if youre lonely, no need to show me. if youre lonely, come be lonely with me.”
“suguru!”
you called out from the bottom of the hill, staring up at the entrance to the temple you had seen pictures of in yaga’s office. a board filled with pins and red rope connecting to other pictures related to geto suguru’s disappearance.
the man dressed in monk’s clothing with cascading raven hair done into a half-do stopped and turned towards you.
you noticed how his eyes widened upon seeing you. he looked healthier since you last saw him.
“suguru! did you sleep well last night?”
“it was enough. shouldnt you be preparing for your mission?”
“suguru! i got us some snacks from the bakery on the way home! do you want to try them with me and gojo?”
“no, it’s alright. im going to take a shower and rest in my room. you two go ahead without me.”
“suguru! i havent seen you in days, come out of your room, please? i miss you. everything’s been so boring lately…”
“im a bit tired. i have a mission tomorrow morning. goodnight.”
“suguru. tell me whats wrong… you havent hugged or kissed or even looked at me in weeks.”
“i dont really want to talk about it right now. i need to go soon, y/n.”
“be safe.”
“suguru? so it’s true?”
“it is.”
“youre leaving us?”
“i have to. dont you think we, those who are gifted, deserve more than the reality we live in?”
“what?”
“i want to thank you for worrying about me all this time and trying to make me feel better. i’ll miss you, goodbye, y/n.”
you remember returning to your dorm that day in a daze, tears long dried during your walk home, pondering his last words to you. apparently he’d been a lot more harsh on satoru than with you or shoko in his parting words.
you wanted to hate him for leaving you and everyone behind as if none of it ever mattered. as if everything he’d said to you in the past few years was a lie.
it had always been the four of you. but now, more than ever, you felt alone. you, satoru, and shoko all had a void that no amount of cigarettes or alcohol could fill. nothing could make you forget how warm the world used to be. how beautifully the moon used to glow. how bright the stars used to shine. now, all you could see was the vast darkness in between.
although your time was spent with two others as often as you could make possible, you felt inexplicably lonely.
we deserve more?
for the first few months, you were convinced he’d gone crazy, lost his mind, didn’t know what he was thinking.
but the more missions you took and the more casualties you witnessed, you started to understand what he meant. jujutsu sorcerers walk on a thin sheet of ice separating them from life and death. all the work they do and all the sacrifices they make for nothing more than monetary compensation.
we must protect those who cant protect themselves, satoru had said. but who was there to protect us? you thought in rebuttal.
haibara yu was only 17 when he passed. amanai riko was 14 when she was assassinated. gojo and geto were 18 when they were hunted and barely survived.
was it really all that worth it?
you remembered walking through the next few months of your last year in high school barely responding—as if it all went by in a blur.
nanami dropping out of jujutsu high, gojo mastering his domain expansion, shoko getting into medical school, you receiving your sorcerer’s license. did any of that mean anything if you all just died soon after?
the only thing you could recall clearly from your last year was bejng called to yaga’s office and offered a job as a teacher at the school.
you remember getting a glimpse of his board, filled with intel and pictures noting geto suguru’s activities. you recognized the temple and the trees surrounding it in a picture.
it was near your childhood home in the mountains where an old religious took base.
“i’ll have to decline, principal yaga.”
“dont get me wrong, you’ll still be sent on missions, you wont be cooped up here all the time. you’re a first-grade sorcerer after all—“
“really, principal yaga. i dont want to be a teacher here.”
“y/n?” suguru didnt take his eyes off of you as you bolted up the staircase, wrapping your arms around his shocked body.
“i missed you.” you smiled at him, feeling him instinctively wrap his arms around your waist as you pulled away.
“how did you find me?”
“i have my ways.”
he let out a gentle chuckle, one that youve been wanting to hear so badly for the last 14 months. “of course you do.” he tucked a strand if hair behind your ear, reminding you of the sweet and gentle young man you fell for in the beginning of high school. he took a moment to take in your appearance. he hadn’t seen you in so long and would be lying if he said he didnt miss you as well.
“i missed you too, y/n. why are you here?”
“well—”
“if youre here to convince me to come back. its not going to work.”
“wasnt really planning to.” you shrugged.
“oh?” he raised his brow, taken aback by your response. it was almost as if a weight was taken off his shoulders. it was hard enough to push you away once, a second time would probably break him entirely.
suguru couldnt help but let out a relived sigh, showing you the smile youve been dreaming of since he left. “so if youre not here for that, then i take it youre still sooo in love with me then arent you.”
“hey! im still mad at you, dont act all normal with me just yet.” you rolled your eyes, playfully swatting him on the shoulder. in all honesty you should be a lot more upset, livid perhaps, by the way he left it all behind. leaving your life without so much as saying ‘i love you’ or even sharing a kiss in the 3 weeks before his sudden rampage driven departure. but the thing was, your mind couldnt seem to care anymore. your tears and anger had long run out the first three months. your grieving had come to an end almost a year ago and now, you couldnt help but just be happy to see him again.
“right. im sorry.” he never took his eyes off of you as he spoke. “i didnt want to leave so abruptly like that. its just— i dont think i could stay in that world and continue to be happy.”
“i don’t completely understand what happened, suguru, but i know how you feel…” he nodded at your reply and began to guide you into the building.
“i wouldnt change anything even if i went back. except, maybe wait for you to come to the same realization. but believe me when i say this, ive always loved you. it just didnt feel right to say anything when i couldnt even love myself.” he said, holding your hand as the two of you walked through the traditional temple halls.
“was it lonely?”
“a little at first. but not so much anymore. ive found a new family and now with you by my side, i think i can finally call it complete.” he smiled at you, stopping by two large doors at the end of the hallway. “i want you to meet them.”
“theyre in there?” he nodded.
two months had passed since you arrived on the doorstep of his temple. two months for you to feel at home and with purpose beside your new family. two months was all it took for you to be completely by his side at all times, not that it was difficult. sure he was a bit more cruel and less kind to non-sorcerers than he had been in the past. but really, who was to blame him?
in any case, you knew that you fell in love with how he treated you and how he made you feel. him being relentlessly kind to others back then had only been a bonus, really. you couldnt care less about how he treated those ungrateful animals anymore anyways.
“y/n-san! geto-san said he’s too busy to take us to the shopping district right now! we really wanted to buy new shoes this weekend.” mimiko pouted at you, bursting into your room without knocking, barreling straight into your arms and sending the brush out of your grasp.
“cant you two wait a little bit longer? then all four of us can go to town together.” you opened your arm to welcome nanako as she dejectedly followed behind her sister.
“y/n’s right you two,” you looked up to see suguru standing at the doorway, fondly smiling at the spectacle before him. “i have maybe three more clients, a shower, and then i can take us all there, alright?”
the girls perked up at his voice, cheering and running over to him.
he took a step back from the running children and held his hands up to stop their advances. “no, no, dont get too close. i still have the monkey smell on me. i cant get you two dirty, now can i?” he looked back up to where you were sitting at the vanity. “y/n, dear.”
“yes, suguru?”
“would you like to help me with my last few clients? its awfully boring without you, you know.”
“do i have to?”
“well, if youre there then i mught be able to finish even earlier than expected and we’ll get to leave sooner too. right girls?” he winked at mimiko and nanako.
they excitedly nodded and begged for you to go with him. “yeah! please, y/n-san! we’ll be good while you’re helping out!”
“alright, alright, fine. i’ll go. but no playing on my phone alright? i bought you two plenty of nice books the last time we went out.”
“we promise!” they pushed you out of your own room and towards geto before slamming the door behind you.
suguru let out a soft chuckle as you walked towards his extended arm and linked your arm with his.
“hmph. using the girls against me. you play so dirty, suguru.”
“well how else would i get what i want darling? and besides, that just means you’ll have to rid of the monkey smell by taking a shower with me.”
“perv.”
the world you lived in had started to feel lonely. those worthy of suguru’s new world were few and far between compared to the vast population of animals surrounding you. but right now, your heart feels full. even if the world outside your paradise is bleak and lonely, the least it could do was to let you stay with your perfect family and be lonely together.
a/n: yeah best reality is when geto is happy and gojo is happy and everyone is happy because no one turned evil… but if evil why pretty? our boy can do no wrong!!
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HELLO VIXEN 👹👹👹
Have two exams tomorrow, but i won’t fail because im that guy.
Anyways don’t think about how Dakota had to grow up so fast despite being perceived as the more childlike member of PD. About how his aunt probably worked a few jobs to keep food on the table, so she was always coming home tired and sluggish. Don’t think about how he probably had to learn to cook shitty microwave food so he and his aunt didn’t go hungry. Don’t think about him curling up next to her still frame, gently placing a plastic plate with more care and attention than he had ever given anything in his life. Don’t think about the glare of the tv straining his eyes in the dimly lit apartment as he pretends he’s not alone. Pretends he’s surrounded by his mother, father, and the little dog they had just adopted a few weeks before the resurgence. Don’t think about him clutching that soggy, half heated pizza to his chest like a lifeline.
(Sorry dude, I’m an angst fiend and while thinking about anything other than stupid fucking DNA and RNA I got thinking about Dakota.)
HEAD IN HANDS.SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER THIS IM SURE YOU DID GREAT ON YOUR EXAMS BUT HEAD IN HANDSSS DUDEEE.
idk man there's something so. gutwrenching about dakota damascus vs dakota cole and the way he presents himself to be this carefree, strong, heroic guy. like auggh. he's a lot gentler than he takes himself to be, because he did sort of fabricate dakota cole, so that no ties existed between him and his aunt. he never seems to think he's entirely achieved being a hero, it's always something he says he's gonna be.
and i just oughhh. the first person he wanted to save but felt like he couldn't was his aunt.
and also GAHHHHEJTFMHTNE THE SMALL DOG THEY ADOPTED A FEW WEEKS BEFORE THE RESURGENCEIM GONNA KILL SOMETHING
aoagueorhjegtwtr.gthr this is. man.
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