The little voice in the back of his head, wishing Suguru would make him tea and keep him company again, is the only sliver of comfort he allows himself.
#gego 🤒
Suguru and Satoru are sparring on the training field, surrounded by the stinging chill of cool winter air.
For some reason, Satoru’s timing is completely off today, his movements sluggish and uncharacteristically unfocused.
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Satoru ignores it. Instead, he pushes himself extra hard on missions, trying to make up for any area he thinks he’s slacking in. He can handle the pain. He can deal with the fever. He doesn’t need rest or coddling.