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  1. Public Bookmark 65

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    Anankē • ἀνάγκη (n.) — necessity; inevitability; a force of compulsion from which neither gods nor men may escape; the immutable law by which all things become what they were always bound to be.

    “I know I hurt you.” Suguru’s fingers moved instinctively into Satoru’s hair, smoothing through white strands that still felt impossibly soft after all these years. “I know this is cruel. These meetings. Whatever it is we keep doing to each other.” His mouth pulled sideways, bitter. “I know I should stop opening the door every time you come back.”

    But you keep coming back.

    Or, Suguru, who wants Satoru to be free of him almost as badly as he wants to keep him.

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    29 Jun 2026

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    What he has is this: Kojiro’s undivided attention in the small hours just after his restaurant closes, his idiotic presence at his back when they skate, the comfort and agony of his gentle, thoughtless touches.

    It would be unimaginably mortifying to be mooning over Nanjo Kojiro, so Kaoru refuses to.

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    15 Jun 2026

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    “Do you think I’m a bad person?”

    Satoru sighs. He combs fingers through silky black strands, where he’s already pulled it free from all knots. He takes awhile to answer, and then, he says:

    “Wanna know a secret? It’s kind of horrible.”

    Suguru seems confused, a little out of it. He whispers back “Sure.”

    Satoru looks at him meaningfully, and says,

    “I don’t care.”

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    Or: It took some time, for Satoru to get over himself enough to see his best friend spiralling. Shoko cracks open the windows to Suguru's stuffy room and makes them lunch and thinks maybe late is better than never.

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    13 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 21

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    “Can’t you just go back to being mean again. Please?”
    It’s pathetic, the desperation in his voice. Suguru would find it hot if it weren’t so heartbreaking.
    “Is that really what you want?” he asks quietly.
    Satoru’s fingers tighten on the couch. There is a long moment before he answers, “No. But you made sure I can’t have what I want years ago, so don’t fucking tease me with it. Just give me what I can have. Make everything easy again. Please.”
    Suguru closes his eyes. Sighs. Snaps.
    “Fine.”

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    Satoru wants someone to be mean to him, Suguru is happy to oblige.

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    04 Mar 2026

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    “Am I dirty?” he asked before he could think better of it.

    Suguru looked him up and down with a curious expression, squinting, searching for something that could explain whatever the hell was going on. “Huh? No… you look fine to me.”

    That’s not what I meant. Am I filthy, or am I pure?

    “Are—are you sure?” It came out weak, brittle. He lightly unclasped the hand from Suguru’s jacket which he was still holding, leaving it just hovering over the fabric. He was scared he’d burn Suguru again, but he was more scared about being unclean. “What about my hands?”

    Without reservation, Suguru gently took Satoru’s hand from the jacket and then lifted the other, still pressed to Satoru’s chest, into his own small palms. He turned his hands till his palms faced God, and Lord, did they burn, but before he could pull back, Suguru held them firmly, thumbs brushing over the lines and grooves of his palms, steady, careful, unflinching.

    “All clean, ‘Toru. I promise. See?”

    Satoru did not believe him.

    Or, Satoru wrestles with God, the Bible, and the slow, undeniable realization that he is in love with his best friend, Suguru.

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    04 Mar 2026