#* ic: geto.

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@homra-no-artemis​ / sc. teacher geto ( takehiko & geto )

“i hear your last mission was a resounding success. no casualties or destruction of private property. congratulations.”

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"here," gojou thrusts the heart-shaped box of chocolates into geto's face, looking away, a little pink in the face, "i got too many or whatever." it's not a lie because gojou receives plenty of chocolates every year, but this year, he wanted to buy something for suguru. obviously, that means picking the cheesiest, biggest box of chocolates possible complete with a sparkling bow! "happy ... happy valentine's day, suguru," gojou mumbles, rubbing his flustered nape.

Looking up and beyond the box blocking his view, Geto’s blank expression melts into one of sympathy. To think a box of chocolates is more embarrassing than, say, offering himself up to Geto on a silver platter dressed as a maid... Still, Satoru’s blushing, and that level of embarrassment is difficult to feign, even for somebody as skilled as his partner.

Slowly, he reaches for the present, but instead of accepting the sweet treat the way Satoru no doubt expected him to, his fingers bury into Satoru’s sleeve while he’s busy looking off to the side, yanking the other into his arms and silencing the startled yelp that comes out of Satoru’s mouth with his own.

“Clear your schedule,” he mumbles against his partner’s lips when he pulls away, leisurely peeling him out of the blindfold. just a hint of urgency to his actions.

Chocolate or not, he fully intended to thank Satoru tonight.

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it’s unconscious. pleading. the child had never displayed any vulnerabilities, no tears, no breaks. they had their spurts of rage - easy to calm, simple to resolve —- but they’d never been seen in such a state before. the sight of water buries itself down to the core ; the clasp on suguru’s arm is unknowing, but it shakes, with utter, primal fear. and they stare straight forward, for they know not else to do - but to desperately cling to the only form of safety they know at that moment. lips parting and opening, breathing in deeply, as if drowning from memory alone. / i was thinking abt babie hibiki &. getou and i’m forcing u 2 think about them too <3

perhaps it's instinct. perhaps it's because he's never had siblings of his own, geto doesn't know. but their silent tremors spur his protective side to action the second he realizes there's something distinctly wrong, gathering them into his arms before he can stop himself.

geto pauses, self-conscious and overly aware of his heartbeat slamming against his rib cage. this is the first time he's ever cradled another human close to his chest, let alone touched them of his own volition, and it's only with a sigh that he allows himself to shift, patting their tense shoulder awkwardly as his head tilts back to squint at the sky overhead.

was it a curse? no, geto would've sensed it from a mile away. he can’t explain their sudden agitation, but the thought of asking them seems intrusive.

damn, this is embarrassing.

"you can, uh... cry on my shirt if you want."

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"welcome back." ( shoko ! )

geto recalls their final meeting like radio interference: bits and pieces of conversation within a sea of static, barely comprehensible, increasingly frustrating, and no matter how much geto turns and turns the little dial, it fails to catch the right frequency. but though his memory is clouded and distorted, her unfortunate tendency to avoid conflict will always precede her, and geto quietly wonders if she’s changed at all. if they’ve changed at all. 

he smiles, rueful and apologetic. after all, she’s never tried to run from him.

“not gonna make a break for it this time?”

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@muekura​ / sc. teacher geto ( hibiki & geto )

“are you sure you’ll be able to focus?” not that he minds observing. hell, he even volunteered to do so, but knowing them, it won’t be an easy feat to ignore his presence and focus on the task at hand.

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geto-sama what is your wisdom

“let’s see... ah, there we go: 

once you replace negative thoughts with homicidal ones, you’ll start having positive results.

inspiring, no?”

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Decent women???? Where???

“Don’t even ask. The mere sight of you forces women to commit horrendous acts of violence, Satoru.”

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@infiniteterritory​ / sc. teacher geto ( yuuta & geto )

“i see you’ve returned in one piece. as expected of satoru’s little underling.” such unpleasant cursed energy — like an oppressive weight upon his senses.