Whispers of a forgotten past. (A Gojo satoru x geto suguro x reader fanfic)

a warm sense of familiarity

Back in Satoru's dorm, a sense of relief and calmness settled over us.

"Ouu pancakes," Gojo chimed in, his mouth already full as he savored the delicious treat. Crumbs were scattered on his shirt, and he seemed thoroughly content with his snack.

Geto chuckled softly, shaking his head as he looked at Gojo. "I see your appetite hasn't diminished, even after all that excitement."

I smiled, feeling a warm sense of familiarity in our interactions. "At least he's consistent," I remarked with a playful grin.

Gojo managed to swallow his mouthful of pancakes, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, after all this excitement, I think we deserve a break. Movie night, anyone?"

Geto's smile grew as he nodded in agreement. "Sounds like a plan."

I reached for my phone, dialing Shoko's number and putting her on speaker. "Hey, Shoko, we're having a movie night. You in?"

Over the phone, I could sense Shoko's excitement. "I'm in!"

I chuckled. "Movie night it is then. Just give me a moment to freshen up."

As I stepped out of the shower, the aroma of freshly popped popcorn greeted me. The room was already set up with cozy blankets and cushions, and the screen was ready for our movie marathon.

Shoko was already lounging on the couch, while Satoru and Suguru had settled in on a blanket on the floor. Their camaraderie was evident as they shared a few laughs and friendly banter.

Satoru patted the spot between him and Suguru, grinning. "Come here, babe."

I couldn't help but smile at the gesture, feeling a warm sense of belonging. I joined them on the blanket, finding my place between Satoru and Suguru. As the movie began, the room was filled with the comforting ambiance.

Geto, seated behind me, gently caressed my head, his touch soothing and reassuring. Meanwhile, Satoru's hand found its way to my legs, his gentle strokes creating a sense of closeness and intimacy.

The movie played on, and as the storyline unfolded, we all became immersed in its world. The soft glow of the screen illuminated our faces, casting a gentle ambiance in the room. Comfortably nestled between Satoru and Suguru, I felt a sense of contentment settle over me. The events of the day, though intense and surreal, had faded into the background for now.

As the movie progressed, the cozy atmosphere seemed to have a calming effect. The rhythm of the story, combined with Geto's soothing caresses and Satoru's comforting presence, lulled me into a peaceful state. Somewhere amidst the scenes, I found myself drifting off, my head coming to rest against Geto's chest.

Time slipped away, and my dreams carried me to a different world as I slept soundly against Geto's warmth. Meanwhile, the movie came to an end, Shoko, too, had succumbed to sleep on the couch.

Geto and Gojo exchanged playful banter, laughing about the fact that both Shoko and I had fallen asleep during the movie. Gojo scooped me up in his arms with ease, and Geto draped a blanket over Shoko, tucking her in.

With Shoko resting on the couch, the three of us returned to our shared bed. I found myself sandwiched between Geto and Gojo, their presence comforting and reassuring. Wrapped in their arms, I felt safe and cherished, the events of the day now a distant memory as sleep carried me into the embrace of the night.