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1.
"You know the Christmas tree should be put up in the corner over there, it looks better!" Satoru complained, watching as Suguru set up the massive Christmas tree in their shared apartment. "It should be by the window."
Suguru put down the tree and crossed his arms. "No, it looks better here! There's more place for presents!"
The curse user was right, of course, there was a lot more space for presents under the tree if they put it beside the couch. But Satoru was more concerned about the aesthetics of the place, since he was a freak when it came to things looking good.
"But it looks good and matches the other decorations if we put it by the window!" Satoru countered, pouting. "Plus, we can always out the presents for the students under the tree at Jujutsu Tech!"
He had a point, but… Suguru bought a bunch of presents for his husband. New clothes, new shoes, a couple new blindfolds…
And a lot of food and candy, because the sorcerer was always eating. No matter where you found him, he was always eating.
That was why he needed the extra space; just for his presents to Satoru. And he was sure that Satoru bought him a bunch of presents as well—because he always did. He spent all of his money on Suguru and on himself (and his students, of course).
Suguru sighed, then picked up the tree and moved it towards the window.
"Happy now, darling?" he asked, smiling softly.
"Very." Satoru said, pressing a chaste kiss to Suguru's lips.
2.
"Suguru~" Satoru drawled, grinning from ear to ear. "Guess what?"
Suguru turned to look at his husband and raised an eyebrow. Whenever he said that, it was never good. He was always causing trouble.
"What trouble have you caused now?" asked the curse user, smiling softly.
Satoru pouted—his favourite expression around his husband.
"Don't assume that every time I say "guess what" it's bad. This time it's good! I promise!" said the white haired man, who was holding both his hands suspiciously behind his back—like he was hiding something. But the thing was, what could he be hiding?
Suguru snorted a laugh. "It usually is."
"No it's not!"
"Most of the time, yeah, it is." Suguru persisted, making Satoru cross his arms and turn away from the curse user. He moved his arms from behind his back to hide whatever he was holding still so that Suguru couldn't see it.
Suguru could sense when his husband turned on Infinity. Shit. He'd messed up. They argued so much over little things that sometimes the curse user didn't know what was okay and what wasn't, despite being married to the idiot.
"Satoru…" he soothed, reaching out.
"Nuh uh." said the sorcerer, pouting again. "I don't like it how you always assume the worst of me."
Suguru walked over to Satoru and leaned his head onto his shoulder to the best of his ability while infinity was active.
He sighed. "That's good to know. I'll try not to do it again."
"I don't believe you." Satoru huffed.
"I promise."
"You sure?"
"Yeah. Now turn off infinity so I can apologize by hugging you and providing some cuddles to keep you warm, okay? I love you, you know?"
Satoru didn't say anything for a minute, but eventually he turned his ability off and Suguru was able to wrap his arms around his husband's waist and pepper kisses over his neck and jaw.
"I love you, Satoru."
"I love you too, Suguru."
3.
Suguru sat on the couch in the common area of the Jujutsu High dorms, watching as his husband handed presents to his students. They weren't Suguru's students—he'd already given presents to his second years.
"Thank you so much Gojo-sensei!" exclaimed the pink-haired boy Suguru knew as Yuuji Itadori.
"Yeah. Thanks… or whatever." mumbled Megumi under his breath. Now this was a child that Suguru knew. He and Satoru had raised him after the death of Toji Fushiguro, and he was a good kid. He was clinically depressed and was a little apathetic, but he was a good kid.
"Thank you!" said Nobara Kugisaki, another kid Suguru didn't know well.
Thankfully, he was good with names.
But that wasn't always the case.
~
"How's Isatori doing?" asked Suguru as he sat at his desk, marking a written test that one of his second-years handed in.
Satoru just blinked at him.
"Who?" the white haired man tilted his head to the side, confused.
"Isatori. The new first year? And what's that new girl's name… Kugasiki?"
Satoru burst out laughing. Suguru was very confused. Why was he laughing? Was he laughing at Satoru?
Suguru pouted. "Why are you laughing at me?"
"You—hah…" Satoru clutched his stomach, trying to hold in his giggles. "Hah! Isatori? Kugasiki?"
Geto Suguru was very confused.
He was one hundred percent sure that those were the names that Satoru had given him when he'd talked about them for the first time. Of course, Suguru knew Megumi—the kid was basically his son through everything but blood—but the other two were new.
"Those are their names, are they not?"
When Satoru finally stopped laughing, he shook his head.
"It's Itadori and Kugisaki." he clarified, remanent of his laughter still overtaking his body.
There was a flat silence for a few moments.
Suguru wasn't happy that Satoru had laughed at him. Sure, in hindsight, it was funny, but it wasn't funny in the moment. The curse user pursed his lips and turned away.
"Awee… Suguru… don't be mad, I wasn't like actually trying to make fun of you…" Satoru pleaded.
"Kinda felt like you were."
It really had.
And Suguru was rather sensitive when it came to his boyfriend laughing at him.
Satoru blinked those beautifully white eyelashes.
"You're mad."
The curse user grunted out a response that nobody could make out even if they tried. Not even Suguru knew what exactly he was saying.
When Suguru realized that Satoru really didn't know what he was saying, he muttered out a "obviously" before crossing his arms and turning away.
They both really had a problem with pouting.
~
The memory now made Suguru laugh. After that incident, he'd taken it upon himself to learn and memorize each student at Jujutsu High's name and last name so that he wouldn't mess it up again.
Satory appreciated it greatly.