dorks and dicks starring frat!geto x dork!reader x nerd!sukuna (prev here)
you left before they got the chance to laugh at you.
disappeared down the hall, intent on doing what you should've done the second frat!geto ever showed even a sliver of interest in you. dropped from the face of the fucking earth rather than buy for a brief moment that it might be real. that reciprocating would do anything other than ruin you.
you guessed no one would miss you.
why would your former boyfriend care if you were only a bet to him? a few dollars to pad his wallet?
you didn't go back to your own dorm. instead, you found yourself going to one of the few places you didn't feel like such a fucking dork. where the only other people on campus who wouldn't think you were a total loser were.
the door swung open, a bulky frame in a baggy hoodie greeting you with a grunt.
"thought you were busy with your boyfriend," nerd!sukuna scoffed, pushing his thick glasses up the bridge of his nose as the smell of weed drifted out. choso was sitting on the floor and leaning against one of the twin beds, smoking a blunt and passing it to uruame while you crossed your arms and tried not to cry.
you skipped over the dirty details. but he didn't ask for any either. just stepped aside to let you in, offering you the spot on his bed before tossing a nearly-identical hoodie from his closet at you to cover up your slutty party dress.
sukuna didn't give a shit about social circles or his own standing. he probably wouldn't even call any of you friends - just people who showed up here to smoke and study for exams. you were scared of him once, his sharp phrasing and stony exterior, but after sharing enough classes where you ended up grouped together without anyone else to pair up with, you would at least call him an acquaintance.
even if he'd never say the same.
"mind if I crash here?" you whispered after the rest of them dipped, choso leaving the other bed empty after his girlfriend showed up to spend the night at her place.
sukuna tch-ed, rolling his eyes and waving his hand like he couldn't care less.
disappearing from a party was one thing. but completely ghosting the rest of campus? that was a different story.
you stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling and tried to create a million different scenarios.
transferring schools, dropping classes, coming up with some way to ensure you would never have to see him again.
there were only a few weeks left of the semester, but maybe you could see about switching your schedule for the next one around to online classes - transfer to another university next year. you could pick up a part-time job if your schoolwork was completely online, save up so you could afford any of the moving fees or expenses that would probably pop up.
honestly, you wouldn't have told sukuna at all. kept your mouth shut and suffered in silence if he hadn't gruffly insisted on walking you back to your dorm the next morning.
still wearing his hoodie, your hands shoved in the pockets while you kept your head down, scared that someone you passed by would recognize you and snicker at the girl who'd been stupid enough to think that the biggest womanizer on campus could have ever actually wanted her.
but there was something worse waiting for you.
standing outside your dorm, with some fucking bouquet that probably came from the grocery store, head resting against the door like he owned the place.
"we should just go," you mumbled under your breath to sukuna, grabbing his sleeve and tugging hard.
geto had already seen you there, mouth pressing together in a tight line as he started jogging over to join you first. you didn't recognize the look on his face, didn't know it meant.
but then again, you guessed you really didn't know him either.
"you know about the bet," geto spoke slowly, his eyes only on you, deliberately ignoring the man by your side. ignoring it like you'd ignore the subtle signs that he hadn't been yours from the start. "look, it's not what you-"
"leave," you mumbled, heat creeping up your neck at the feeling of a second set of eyes on your skin.
sukuna's gravelly whisper in your ear when he bent down to ask the one question you really didn't want to answer. "what does he mean? bet?"
"asking for your number was just a dumb dare, okay?" your former flame tried to explain, reaching out to touch you while you forced your expression to stay neutral. from the gleam in his eyes to how steady he held out his hand, he looked like he really thought you'd take it. take him back. "but after the double date, after we-"
he cleared his throat, his stare narrowing and shifting to sukuna for a second like he didn't want to talk about fucking you in front of him.
"everything, it was all real."
you laughed. low and bitter. did he think you were that gullible? that it would be so easy to draw you in and play you for a moron again? that you'd be so desperate for his attention and approval you'd buy a couple lines?
"what'd you spend the twenty bucks on?" you asked, more hurt than hardened. still betraying the pieces of you that he'd broken.
"what?" he asked, clearly stunned.
sukuna was looking between both of you, obviously putting together the missing bits as he played witness to another highlight of your complete humiliation at the hands of a man you used to trust.
there was no way you'd be able to face him after this either.
"just go back to your actual friends," you muttered to geto, waving him away, staring down at his sneakers so you didn't have to see what his eyes looked like. wouldn't have to know what emotion was swirling behind it.
"no, not until you understand that this, us-"
"there's no us," you stopped him right there.
"get the fuck out," sukuna added, and your stare snapped up to him - for the first time realizing he was actually a little taller than geto. fists clenched, all veiny as he puffed his chest out.
"she's my girlfriend," geto glared, gritting his teeth as you stepped back, half-behind sukuna as you remembered you were still holding his sleeve.
you didn't get to finish before sukuna had come up with a way to shut both of you up, readjusting his glasses to make sure geto could see his searing stare behind them.
"yeah, well, she slept with me last night."
he had a funny way of bending the truth into something that suited him right now. or maybe just to make your ex-boyfriend feel bad.
suguru's mouth fell open in sheet disbelief, and if someone held a mirror to your face, you suspected you shared the same expression.
"and," sukuna unhelpfully added, practically snarling. "she's my girlfriend now."
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