Dark Resolutions | Geto Suguru x Reader |

24: Close Encounters

The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. Miyako stretched, feeling the lingering stiffness in her muscles. She had slept more soundly than she expected, despite the weight of recent events.

Yawning, she made her way to the kitchen where Geto was already seated, sipping on a cup of tea. The aroma of the tea was inviting, and she felt a small sense of normalcy in the simple domestic scene.

"Good morning," she greeted, offering him a tentative smile. "Do you want breakfast?"

Geto looked up, a faint smile touching his lips. "That would be nice. Thank you, Miyako."

She nodded and set to work, deciding on a simple meal of toast and eggs. As she moved about the kitchen, her thoughts raced. The past few days had been a whirlwind, and she was still processing everything that had happened.

After placing the bread in the toaster and cracking the eggs into a pan, she realized she needed a coffee mug from the top cabinet. Standing on her tiptoes, she stretched her arm as high as she could, but the mug remained just out of reach.

Before she could figure out a solution, Geto appeared silently behind her. His presence was a warm and solid reassurance. He reached up effortlessly and grabbed the mug, handing it to her. Their fingers brushed, and suddenly the air between them felt charged.

Miyako looked up, realizing just how close they were. She could see the flecks of gold in his dark eyes, could feel his breath mingling with hers. For a moment, the world narrowed to just the two of them, the tension almost palpable.

They both glanced at each other's lips, the distance between them shrinking. It was as if an invisible force was drawing them together. Miyako's heart pounded in her chest, a mix of confusion and longing swirling within her.

Just as their lips were about to meet, the doorbell rang, shattering the moment. They jumped apart, the spell broken. Geto cleared his throat awkwardly, stepping back.

"I'll get it," he said, his voice slightly strained.

Miyako watched him go, her mind racing. What was she thinking, trying to kiss him? She cursed herself for getting caught up at the moment. This wasn't the time for distractions, especially with so much at stake.

Geto returned a few moments later, carrying a heap of files. He placed them on the kitchen counter, his expression serious.

"These are the upcoming plans of the higher-ups," he said, spreading the files out. "They're searching for us. Every sorcerer has been instructed to report to the higher-ups immediately if they see either of us. If they find us, it will mean a full-fledged fight."

Miyako's heart sank as she looked at the files. There were detailed maps, lists of sorcerers, and strategic plans outlining their search efforts. It was clear that the higher-ups were not taking any chances.

"This is worse than I thought," Miyako murmured, her eyes scanning the documents.

Geto nodded, his brow furrowed. "We need to be extremely careful. One wrong move and it's over."

They spent the next few hours pouring over the files, discussing their options. The weight of their situation pressed down on them, but they knew they couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

As the morning wore on, Miyako couldn't help but replay the earlier moment in her mind. The almost-kiss had left her feeling conflicted. She cared about Geto, more than she wanted to admit, but now wasn't the time for such feelings. They had a mission to focus on.

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By the time they finished reviewing the files, it was nearly noon. Miyako felt a mixture of exhaustion and determination. They needed to act quickly, but they also needed to be smart about it.

"What's our next move?" she asked, looking to Geto for guidance.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We need to gather more evidence, enough to expose the corruption within the Jujutsu Society. But we have to be careful. Any misstep could be our last."

Miyako nodded, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "I'll do whatever it takes. We can't let them get away with this."

Geto's eyes met hers, a flicker of hope in his gaze. "We'll do this together, Miyako. We have to trust each other."

Miyako felt a surge of determination. Despite the challenges ahead, she knew they couldn't give up. They had to fight for the truth, for justice, and for the future of the Jujutsu Society.

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As the day progressed, they continued to discuss their plans in detail, strategizing their next moves. They would need to be careful, to avoid drawing attention to themselves while gathering the evidence they needed.

Later that afternoon, Miyako found herself in the living room, reviewing some of the documents again. The house was quiet, the only sound being the occasional rustle of paper or the creak of the floorboards.

She couldn't shake the feeling that their enemies were closing in, but she also felt a growing sense of hope. With Geto by her side, she knew they had a chance to make things right.

The road ahead was uncertain and filled with danger, but Miyako was determined to see it through. For Satoru, for herself, and for the countless sorcerers who had been wronged, she would fight until the end.

And as they prepared to take on the corrupted system, Miyako couldn't help but feel a flicker of hope. Perhaps, together, they could change the world.

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That evening, as Miyako was preparing for bed, she thought back to the moment in the kitchen. The memory of Geto's closeness, the almost-kiss, lingered in her mind. She couldn't afford to let her feelings distract her, but she also couldn't deny the connection they shared.

With a sigh, she climbed into bed, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Tomorrow would bring new challenges, but she was ready to face them.

As she drifted off to sleep, Miyako felt a sense of determination settle over her. She would fight for the truth, for justice, and for the future of the Jujutsu Society. And with Geto by her side, she knew they could achieve anything.

The next morning, they would begin their next mission, but for now, Miyako allowed herself a moment of rest. She knew the road ahead would be difficult, but she was ready to face it head-on.