Curse Back to Five Summers: Best Friends Are an Excuse for Couples

After thinking so much, thinking enough, Geto Suguru felt that he had to say something.

After about five minutes of silence and awkward silence, Geto Suguru finally spoke.

"Satoru...?" He called Gojo Satoru's name.

The "hmm" that responded to him was right at the neck behind him. He could feel the hot breath coming out of the other person's nose in response, and he could also feel the slight numbness on his back from the vibration of the chest when speaking.

"It's so hot."

After Geto Suguru said in a tactful way, "It's so hot," Gojo Satoru immediately found the stairs.

He quickly withdrew his arm and turned over consciously to distance himself from Geto.

However, apart from these, they were unable to find new topics in a short period of time, so they fell into an awkward silence.

The longer they were silent, the louder their heartbeats became. They couldn't tell whether what they heard was their own heartbeat or the other person's heartbeat.

Even though I feel embarrassed and shy, I can't help but want to look at the other person at this time.

Almost at the same time, both of them turned to look at each other, and their eyes collided in the dim light.

Geto Suguru was more like a coward. He subconsciously wanted to turn his face away, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru used a lot of strength and was too arrogant to allow anyone to break free, forcing Geto Suguru to look at him.

Geto Suguru looked at the face that was so close to him. Although this face was still childish and immature, it was completely the same as the face in the deepest part of his memory.

He felt that he had completely adapted to such darkness. Even without any light, he still felt that he could see every part of Gojo Satoru's face clearly.

His eyebrows, his nose, his cheeks, his lips, his expression.

"Satoru."

Geto Suguru sighed and called Gojo Satoru's name.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru's eyes, which were slightly shining with golden brown in the darkness. This time, there was no thunder and no lightning warning. He reached out his hand again.

Geto Suguru felt the arm across his chest in a daze, and felt Gojo Satoru hugging him again, pulling him into his arms.

Gojo Satoru didn't make any further moves, just put his arms on him, maintaining the hug.

The tip of his nose rubbed against Geto Suguru's jawbone, and his eyelashes brushed against Geto Suguru's cheek from time to time as Gojo Satoru blinked, feeling itchy, as if being stroked by a feather.

Without the panic and surprise just now, Geto Suguru was now in an unknown chaos.

He was sure that Gojo Satoru was now sober, very sober. A very sober adult should know what his actions represented.

If that’s the case, then why does Gojo Satoru do this again?

What was Gojo Satoru thinking when his arm was crossed?

As if he could guess what Geto Suguru was thinking, Gojo Satoru spoke in a very low voice.

His head was resting on Geto Suguru's shoulder, and his mouth was close to him. Even though his voice was very low, not even as loud as the storm outside the window, Geto Suguru could still hear every word he said clearly.

He heard Gojo Satoru whisper, "I like you."

All the complicated thoughts stopped in my head at this moment, and the whole world seemed to have pressed the pause button.

This time, nothing could drown out Gojo Satoru's voice. He could hear clearly now the words he didn't hear clearly outside the aquarium that afternoon and didn't dare to ask again, so he could only guess based on his lip movements.

Gojo Satoru repeated, "I like you, very much."

【Liking you is a kind of destiny. 】

Is this the so-called sense of fate that Gojo Satoru mentioned?

When Geto Suguru heard Gojo Satoru's sudden confession, all the blood in his body rushed out. He was a little overwhelmed and didn't understand why this happened.

Why would Gojo Satoru, the straight man I know who is straighter than Tokyo Skytree, suddenly say to me that he likes me?

In his two lifetimes, Geto Suguru never thought that Gojo Satoru was the kind of person who would say such a thing.

The arm across his chest tightened again. The other party seemed not to want to give him a chance to think carefully, and rubbed his chin with the tip of his nose.

"I said I like you, and what about you? Are you pretending not to hear it?"

"I……"

Geto Suguru's mouth was dry. This was the first time he had been confessed to by a same-sex person. Was he not mentally prepared at all?

"I want to be with you forever, always and forever, and never be apart again. Just thinking about it, just thinking about losing you, makes me feel so sad."

"..."

"Don't leave me again."

Geto Suguru bit his lip and thought about how to respond to Gojo Satoru.

He knew what he was thinking. He had understood his feelings long before he died, but he was extremely proud at that time, and his self-esteem did not allow him to go to Gojo Satoru to explain it clearly.

After rebirth, when he saw Gojo Satoru again, his silent heart began to stir.

He wants to get someone, he wants to possess someone, because he likes him. He likes that person before and after death and even after rebirth. So he wants the other person to know, but he is also afraid that the other person will feel disgusted after knowing it, so he has to suppress his inner feelings again and again.

When people are facing the person they like, the closer they are to happiness, the more nervous and helpless they become.

Now, Gojo Satoru was confessing to him, catching him off guard.

Geto Suguru took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand and grasped Gojo Satoru's wrist which was lying across his chest.

"Wu, I also..."

"Mr. Getsuyu, come to me."

His eyes, which were filled with affection, suddenly froze because of the name "Mr. Geto". Geto felt that Gojo Satoru was dissatisfied because he had not received an answer for a long time, so he rubbed his forehead against his face because of dissatisfaction.

"Mr....Satoshi, Mr. Suguru." Suguru Jie laughed as he read this title.

Gojo Satoru always calls him Jie. He would never call him Mr. Getu a weird name like that.

Geto Suguru wondered at a loss, who exactly was he looking for?

He is the strongest Gojo Satoru of the contemporary era, who was my classmate for three years, separated from me for ten years, was my best friend for life, and my nemesis for life, and who calls me Jie in various tones and voices.

Or is it Gojo Satoru, the guy next to him who just graduated and became a teacher at Jujutsu High School, who always pesters me with a smile to order food and politely calls me Mr. Getsu?

Who exactly do you want?

Are these two the same person?

What about myself? Am I still the original pure Geto Suguru?

Gojo Satoru was not satisfied with Geto's long silence. He rubbed his forehead against Geto's and asked, "What about Geto-san? What do you think?"

Like a pet owner who has been bullied, Geto Suguru turned his head slightly and looked at Gojo Satoru with a somewhat cold look.

It was at this time, after feeling the abnormal heat of the other person's breath, that he suddenly realized something was wrong.

His brows furrowed instantly.