Suguru Geto is incapable of saying no to Satoru Gojo. How can he, when Satoru flashes those blue eyes, and that pearly smile?

This is how Suguru finds himself on the floor at Satoru’s feet as he glides a hairbrush slowly and gently through Suguru’s long hair. Each swipe of the hairbrush tickles Suguru in just the right way, making a tingle go down Suguru’s spine. He likes when Satoru brushes his hair. It’s the best feeling in the world. Suguru’s head tips back, a soft sigh escaping him.