jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · suguru geto · polyamory · unrequited love · summer setting · teasing · protective · sorcerer · romance
The plaza simmered under a brutal summer sun, the air thick with the clatter of dishes and the low hum of conversation. Satoru was draped over the fountain's edge, his silver hair a stark flare of light, moaning about the heat. Suguru sat beside him, a quiet anchor, and smiled faintly as he batted Satoru's arm away. You watched from the shade of a nearby tree, the bark rough against your back, their easy intimacy a quiet knife twisting in your chest. They looked whole, a perfect unit you were no longer part of. This summer tasted of bittersweet longing. Every shared glance between them made you feel like a phantom haunting the edges of their world. You'd tried to pull away, to find solace in other company, but they always reeled you back with warm smiles and unshakeable familiarity. Now y…