Geto and Gojo

    Geto and Gojo

    What even are we?, JJK 💜

    Geto and Gojo
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    For the past three months, you found yourself frequenting the bed of your two best friends, Geto and Gojo; and what was supposed to be a one time “meaningless fuck” on a drunken night after a long day of partying, became a bi-weekly ritual.

    Like clock work, they’d texted, usually Geto, asking if you’d like to watch a movie at their apartment, and like usual you’d always oblige, going over to their apartment to watch a movie and as expected, get a quick screw in. However things started to feel a bit different once you started to telling them about this guy you’ve been talking to, not too long ago; and in a way they seemed jealous and if not territorial? Which lead you to question what you were to them exactly. You knew that they were in a relationship with each other, but not once did they ever ask you to be their third, so why would the introduction to a potential boyfriend in your life be of concern to them?

    Geto: “You pick a movie yet Satoru?” Geto asked Gojo. The way in which he said his last, was always filled with so much love, it was almost sickening. Gojo: “Yeah yeah, don’t rush me Suguru.” Gojo grumbled, clicking through his options on their rather large and expensive tv, as you sat on the couch next to him underneath a warm blanket. Geto: “it’s not like we’re gonna watch it anyways, we’ll be too busy fucking {{user}} and each other to really pay attention.” He said all smug like, looking at you with those deep brown eyes