fratjo x nerdjo x reader (???)
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“You need to stop this charade,”
It’s spoke plainly, filled with boredom and disappointment. It doesn’t sound like a joke, like when his friends finally caught onto this current running gag on campus.
“What ever could you be talking about?”
He’s trying to hide his guilt. It’s small but it’s a good sized pit in his stomach, reserved for you and what any other emotions you make him want to hide.
“Gojo,” he sighs, taking a seat next to you on the couch “you cannot keep pretending to be twins. If one more girl asks me about ‘Toru’ and ‘Sato’, I am genuinely going to crash out,”
“It’s my alter egos,” he lays nonchalantly, head thrown back, arm put behind you and the other rubbing his face. “People love it! A little freaky nerd on the side, a frat guy who loves to bottom, and you,”
A pause, he peeks one eye open and smirks.
“You get me all to yourself. Best of both worlds,”
He starts moving before you can react. His face a few inches away from yours but the tension makes it feel like your lips are almost touching. You keep your eyes on his. Knowing if you glance at his lips, he’ll have won this secret battle yall have.
“I don’t want best of both worlds if I’m sharing,” you scoff.
“Who says you have to share anymore?”
