gojonators | satosugu

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warning: naoya being a creep (sa + violence) 

after geto got his fair share of drinks, he headed towards the balcony to clear his head. he still felt tipsy despite feeling the cool night breeze and didn't notice a familiar man with blonde-dyed hair coming slowly approaching him from behind.

"hey." naoya said as he placed his hand gently on the other's shoulder.

geto turned around, slightly wobbling from the effects of the drink.

"oh it's you... what was your name again? naruto?" he asked sluggishly.

"it's naoya. you seem a bit intoxicated... do you want me to take you home?" naoya suggested.

"uhh... sorry dude we just met." geto scratched his head.

his phone rang, startling himself as he scrambled to answer the call. geto gestured naoya to give him a minute.

"hello?" geto answered.

"where are you bro? i've been looking for you for the past ten minutes!" shoko nagged.

"that's nice of you bestie but don't worry i'm with someone." geto replied.

"you-" 

he hung up the call.

"sorry 'bout that... i think i'm a bit tired from all the drinking." geto said sheepishly.

"do you want to talk somewhere else? you seem a bit tired." naoya persisted.

"no, i feel safer here..." geto thought for a bit.

although he met naoya barely an hour ago, there wasn't any major red flags that stopped him from talking to him but he still preferred to play it safe and stay somewhere public.

"let's find a seat inside then, it's getting cold here." naoya said. 

geto agreed and they headed towards an empty booth. geto glanced around to see if he could catch gojo but there were too many people blocking his view. they sat down and naoya ordered some drinks.

"i can't help but ask, but how did you meet satoru? he doesn't have a lot of close friends so i'm curious." naoya asked.

"i..." geto debated on if he should tell the truth.

"what's with the hesitancy? don't worry, i won't tell anyone." naoya reassured.

"it's a long story but i am fan of him." geto explained.

"ha, is he taking advantage of you?" naoya sneered.

"no, of course not! i like him so please don't talk shit about him in front of me." geto defended firmly.

geto tried to stand up as he felt uncomfortable by the atmosphere the conversation created but his legs felt weak as he fell back on his seat. 

"woah, where are you going?" naoya asked as he wrapped his arm around geto's shoulder to prevent him from leaving.

"i- i think i should go home man." geto stuttered as he tried to remove the other's arm.

"chill, i won't say anything." naoya reaffirmed, pulling geto closer to him.

geto pushed gently to create some space between them.

"don't be shy, we're friends." naoya whispered.

"bro, don't." geto said sternly.

"come on-" naoya was interrupted as he got punched on his cheek.

geto flinched as he got startled by the sudden attack. he turned his head around and saw gojo standing in front of them with his fist out. this caused some people to look at them but no one paid too much attention.

"if you wanted to fight then at least warn me, bastard." naoya sneered as he held his stinging cheek.

"there's nothing i want to say to you, leave now or i'll fuck your face up." gojo threatened.

naoya got up and closed the distance between him and gojo. 

"i'll fuck your face up first, dipshit." naoya scorned.

"wait- calm down guys-" geto tried his best to stand still and interfere before a fight breaks out. 

naoya pushed geto back down with his arm to avoid hitting him and landed a swift punch on gojo's cheek as well. unsurprisingly, a crowd formed with people filming the whole incident. gojo shoved naoya on the floor and landed continuous jabs on top of him. naoya tried to block the blows but gojo was much stronger. 

the commotion attracted everyone to gather around and record the scene. shoko, geto, and yuki had to pry an enraged gojo off of naoya as mei did some media control with the crowd chattering up a storm on the fight. thankfully, the younger students didn't witness the fight and were sent home early. 

gojo finally cooled off after the adrenaline died down. he felt his knuckles stinging from the blood being exposed and his cheek swelling from the hit earlier. 

"fuck..." gojo cursed under his breath as he felt the pain.

geto stayed silent, not knowing what to say or do.

"you two should head home now, mei's talking to everyone and making sure this doesn't blow out of proportion in public." shoko advised.

"let's have a meeting within the next couple of days with your company... i don't know what caused this chaos but i doubt no one will say a word." mei told gojo.

gojo just nodded in agreement.

the two men left with ichiji picking them up. 

"i assume you have some explaining to do but since it's 1 in the morning, i'd rather not deal with this right now." ichiji scolded.

the car ride stayed silent with gojo and geto both sitting in the back seat starring out the window. they arrived at gojo's place and got inside swiftly, avoiding being seen by any possible paparazzi at this late. ichiji warned gojo not to go outside until he said so and left, leaving the two alone.

they sat on the couch in the dark without saying anything, both waiting for the other to speak up about the incident.

"i-" they both began at the same time.

"-you go first." gojo said.

"...do you have any hydrogen peroxide or rubbing alcohol?" geto asked hesitantly. 

"in the bathroom." gojo answered. 

geto walked to the bathroom and grabbed the antiseptic rubbing alcohol and some cotton pads back to the living room. he sat on the carpet in front of gojo and poured a bit of the antiseptic on the pads. he reached out his arm to apply it on the other's face but gojo flinched as a reaction.

"hey... it's okay." geto reassured him.

reluctantly, gojo allowed geto to apply the alcohol and winced as he felt the initial cold feeling of liquid turning into heat as it stung the open wound.

"i'm sorry." gojo muttered.

"what do you mean?" geto looked up and made eye contact.

"i got you involved and i- i don't know... i acted too brash but i was furious that he was touching you like that." gojo explained quickly.

"thanks for getting involved, it means a lot to me. honestly, i wasn't sure how to react and i felt a lot of emotions at once. you don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to, i just don't want to see you getting hurt since you mean a lot to me. you can tell me when you're ready." geto admitted.

at that moment, an overwhelming feeling of relief wash over gojo. he felt his eyes tearing up after hearing the reassuring words from geto as no one had ever told him that before. no one had ever been as patient or understanding as the person in front of him. 

"did i say something wrong?" geto looked worried as he saw the other's glossy eyes.

"it's nothing." gojo smiled widely, wiping his tears away with his palm as he pulled geto into an tight embrace without saying anything else.

"hey, i'm not done yet!" geto protested but gojo just chuckled at he hugged him even tighter.

geto felt his face turning red from embarrassment but decided not to resist as he returned the gesture.