Which One Would You Pick? 0.5
It was a not very eventful day at Jujutsu High.
Classes from 6 am, pure torture. After the fourth class, aka at 10 am, he went outside for a little break.
He pulled out a lollipop and started eating it so that he can regenerate his energy and satisfy his sweet tooth, knowing he’d later on beg Suguru to buy him tiramisu later.
He was looking around for a small bit, since, of course, he invited Suguru for a hangout behind the school.
The raven hair presents himself in the albino man’s field of view, seeing him running like a mad man was quite the sight.
Suguru got out a can of hell and gave it to Gojo, making the blue-eyed man stare in awe and open it immediately after getting it.
Geto chuckles at the childish reaction of his friend, giggling a slight bit. Gojo blushes at the giggle but doesn’t show it, hiding his redness with the cold.
They both stood against the wall, Geto pulling out a cigar and Gojo drinking his energizer.
Gojo saw Yuji, Nobara and Megumi passing by and he decided to say hi, Geto not even noticing them moving by since he was still lighting his cig.
“Heya kiddos! Hi Megumi!! How was school today? Are your friends being nice with you? Nobara, my girl, were you nice to others? Did you try smoking grass again… you reek of weed…” Gojo greets each of the kids separately, giving all of them turns between patting their heads, getting a groan out of Fushiguro and a silent glare from Kugisaki.
Kugisaki doesn’t say a word, popping a xanny before drinking her vodka-cranberry made by Mr. Kenjaku.
Yuji starts aggressively hugging Gojo, Satoru hugging him. After quick chit-chats, the teenagers just leave the place, leaving the two 11th graders behind.
They both exchange looks before they hear the bell signals for their inevitable doom, both of them running towards Mr. Kenjaku’s class.
They both sit down in the same seat, waiting for mr. Kenjaku to enter the room.
“Rip out a sheet of paper from your notebooks, and after you do so don’t forget to put your notebooks and your books back because we’re having a test today.” He threatens the whole class, though after he follows the statement with another sentence.
“Also, I’ll be leaving the class since I just got a hot baddie to bag, so good luck on the test I guess, I actually hope you all fail.” He said as he wrote down the subjects on the whiteboard and leaves the room.
Gojo and Geto just look at each other with shit eating grins, ready to laugh their asses off.
They both take out their phones and start googling all of the answers, writing their Shakespearean work sheets as the rest of the class stressed out.
Sukuna finished the test in five minutes, he had all of the cheats on his balls so either way if Kenjaku left or not, he would be able to finish quickly.
Sukuna came up to the albino man, caressing his shoulders as he whispers seductively in his ear, “meet me after school.”.
Suguru shoots Sukuna a foreboding look, glaring at the other man ferociously, watching his every step.
He doesn’t care who Gojo hangs out with, as long as it’s not Sukuna.
Geto feels his soul getting out of his body as Gojo nods and sends Sukuna another wink, knowing it’s time to start arguing with him.
He grabs Sukuna by the bottom of his crop-top, pulling him closer to him to scream at him.
“Don’t you fucking dare touch him whore. I don’t need you corrupting MY Satoru, you understand? Gojo doesn’t date whores that sleep with teachers alright, and he especially doesn’t like your elongated, short meat. Get. Away. From. Him.” He threatens, but then gets a response later on.
“And what if I want to corrupt ‘your Satoru’, huh? It’s not as if you two are together, even he has told me that you two were just friends. And just so you know, I’m not a whore since I don’t get fucked in the ass, unlike you.”
“Oh yeah? Well, just so you know, I’m a virgin, so I can’t possibly be a whore like you.” Geto spits back, not realising the mistake he made.
“You’re a virgin? I thought being a cock whore was sad but now, that’s just depressing man. Really? Seventeen with no body count? I don’t think Satoru wants to fuck an unexperienced loser.”
And that was the trigger moment for Suguru.
He started throwing hands at Sukuna, causing a big fight in the classroom to unleash.
The whole class stared recording, Sukuna pulls on Geto’s hair trying to get him off, making the man on top of him let out a moan and start choking the other.
“Wow, kinky you are, Suguru. Didn’t know you had a hair pulling kink.”
“Yeah, and you’re fucking disgusting for whimpering under my touch quean.” The purple-eyed man argues back with a chuckle as they continue fighting over one singular man, the man just staring in admiration.
“You’re calling me a queen? I’m a man but I very much appreciate the compliment.” The red eyed man fights back, very clearly not hearing what Geto said.
“No, a quean is a fucking slut, because that’s also what you are! Trying to steal Satoru away from me and making his precious innocent soul go from white to black, making him filthy with your corrupted monkey mind!”
They both start kicking and grunting under their breaths, until somehow Sukuna manages to get a hard on, making the younger man look at him with a face of pure rage and disgust.
“..Are you fucking serious? You’re fucking hard? That’s fucking disgusting! This is outright blasphemous! I’m leaving, I’m not dealing with your unholy kinks, thot!” And he leaves, running straight out of the class in fury, not minding if Mr. Kenjaku caught him or not.
Sukuna got up from the floor, with just a single scratch on his cheek making Gojo blush. He liked his men looking rough, so when he saw Sukuna looking so messy after winning a fight he knew it was his chance.
“Wanna go to the bathroom?” Sukuna asks with a smirk and a wink, and of course Satoru follows him.
Satoru didn’t understand why Suguru was so overprotective of him, he wasn’t some sort of kid with no sense of judgement so it didn’t make sense in his mind.