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“So, who do you think tops between Getou sensei and Gojo sensei?”
Megumi glanced at Nobara weirdly; meanwhile, Yuuji seemed actually to consider and think about it (which he shouldn’t. Really.) The three of them were going to ask Gojo about their new mission. Finally, they found him, only to see both of said teachers arguing about something (probably something stupid) in a distance before Gojo starts to whine and pouted childishly, latching onto the shorter man like a koala.
Both Megumi and Nobara looked at their teacher in disgust before Yuuji suddenly gasped.
They will never truly understand how Nobara’s mind works sometimes. She would think about the most random thing ever, and this one was no different. How did she even think of that?
“Ah! Wouldn’t it make sense for Getou sensei tops? Maybe?” he asked, pointing at how Getou seems to try to coax Gojo, but it fails nonetheless. Nobara closed her eyes in concentration as she gives it some thought, making Megumi rolled his eyes, looking at both of his friends for being so stupid to think about this seriously. “Mmm… you’re not wrong, Itadori… But wouldn’t it be cute if Getou sensei actually bottoms?” she giggled, “But imagining Getou sensei topping isn’t so bad!”
Megumi grumbles and groans in disgust. He doesn’t need to know, nor does he need to think about it. Both of them are terrible to Megumi (in many ways.)
“Can we please not talk about our teacher’s sex life? It’s so traumatizing and gross and disgusting imagining those two fuck.” he said in complete disgust, expression horrid and gloomy as he tried his best not to imagine anything. He doesn’t need the mental image of either Gojo or Getou naked on the bed. He will have to bleach his brain if he could for his sanity. But, of course, this is all Nobara’s fault.
“But aren’t you curious!? Like—”
“Oh, oh look! Kugisaki, look!” Yuuji suddenly grabbed Nobara’s shoulder, shaking it. “Getou sensei is blushing hard!”
True to Yuuji’s words, the usually very composed teacher was blushing terribly. Their crazy teacher looks satisfied as he whispered something onto Getou’s ear, which made Getou blushed even more before he finally snapped and hit Gojo’s face hard to the point he fell backward — which made Nobara snorted and laughed, Megumi merely grimaced, and Yuuji looked worried.,
“Damn serves him right! That was so funny!”
“Totally deserves it.”
“It looks hurt.….”
It seems Nobara’s loud laugh grabbed their attention, and soon, both teachers were looking in their direction and, for some reason, Getou sensei blushed even more and sighed.
The three of them gulped as they walked towards their teacher, Yuuji scratching the back of his neck and smiled as he pointed out Gojo. “Uh, sorry for disturbing you two… We kinda wanna talk to Gojo sensei for our latest mission.” Yuuji said, trying to ignore the pouting teacher who was rubbing his butt as he stood up.
“Ah, I see. Sure, you can take him. Actually, please take him away.”
“Rude!?” their teacher gasped, offended. “And I thought you loved me!” he faked a sob as he — again — latched onto Getou’s back and buried his face on the other’s neck. “Suguru meaaaan~.”
Megumi tried his best to ignore whatever the hell was going on between those two; meanwhile, Nobara looked at them half curious and half-amused. “Say, Getou sensei…” she started. Getou’s eyes landed on her, and he tilted his head slightly, completely ignoring Gojo’s existence. “Yes, Kugisaki?”
“I mean, you’re both terrible, but you’re more decent than Gojo sensei. So why did you marry him? You could’ve gotten yourself a better partner!”
Both Getou and Gojo’s eyes widened at Nobara’s question.
Though Getou laughed, and Gojo looked like he stepped on shit.
“Well—”
“Rude! Nobara, how dare you!? But, of course, it’s because Suguru dearly loves me! What else!?” Gojo cut him out, sounding very offended. “Besides! No one is prettier and smarter and powerful and talented than me! I’m the best of the best, and obviously, you cannot get any better than me. I’m serious.”
The amount of arrogance and confidence makes everyone but Gojo stare in disbelief, but it didn’t stop the white-haired sorcerer from rambling about how perfect he is.
“And besides, I doubt anyone can satisfy my sweet dear Suguru on the bed when—”
“SATORU SHUT THE FUCK UP—” Suguru covered Satoru’s mouth in panic; meanwhile, Megumi groaned and rubbed his temple, “Oh my God, I did not NEED to know that,” he muttered, and Nobara’s eyes sparkle in delight as she clasped both of her hand and grinned from ear to ear.
“Oh!? Sensei, so you’re good in bed?” she cheekily asked, and Gojo gave her a thumbs up, his mouth still covered by Getou’s hand. He said something, but it came out gibberish and muffled as Getou’s palm muffled down his voice.
Probably for the best, everyone thought except for Nobara, who looked a bit frustrated.
“What’s wrong, Kugisaki? You seemed a bit frustrated.” Getou commented, “Oh yeah, you need your teacher, right? Sorry, I apologize for Satoru’s behavior. You know him…” he pulled away from his hand that covered his husband’s mouth, smiling apologetically at the three students. “Satoru, you shouldn’t say rude and inappropriate things like that in front of the students. You’re a teacher, remember?”
“Yees~” Gojo pouted, “Anyway, Nobara, why did you suddenly ask that anyway?” Gojo asked, and Nobara crossed her arms as she smirked. “Nooothing~ Was just curious about your relationship… Say, sensei, between you two, who tops on bed?”
There was a moment of silence before Gojo laughed like an idiot and Getou sighing.
“So that's what you’re curious about! You could’ve asked me directly instead of beating the bush around!” Gojo exclaimed happily, “Anyway, Suguru, my baby here is the receiving end, you see. He’s adorable, especially when—”
“Shut the fuck up, Satoru. And Kugisaki, I don’t think you need to know about that.” Getou was smiling, but the three noticed he was anything but smiling, and Gojo seemed to ignore this.
“But they wanna know how cute you are on bed! So I must tell them!”
“No, that’s unnecessary.” Getou replied firmly. “Well, excuse me, I’ll have to go now. Satoru, I’ll kill you if say any more than that.” he smiled coldly before finally leaving the four of them.
“... Getou sensei can be kinda scary…” Yuuji commented, “Yeah, he’s like, a different kind of scary, though,” Nobara added, and the three of them glanced at their teacher and wondered how the hell Getou let this man marry him.
“Well, he is scary like that in a way, but he’s adorable on the bed, lemme tell ya. Very cute! But I feel like he’d murdered me for real, so sadly, it’s just between Suguru and me.” Satoru laughed, and Megumi rolled his eyes. “Not that I wanna share his cuteness to you guys, nope. I’m petty and possessive like that. No one is taking away my adorable husband from me!”
The three of them could only shake their head, looking at their teacher’s ridiculous behavior. It's surprising but nothing new.
“Oh yeah, sensei, we’re here to ask you about our mission, not about how you top Getou sensei on bed!”
“Eh? Really? Boring, but I guess we have to discuss that…” Megumi stared at Gojo with a deadpan expression before realizing he’s wasting his energy commenting on it. “Right…”
They finally discussed their mission seriously before Gojo suddenly stopped, and with a severe expression, he told them.
“Oh, actually, that reminds me of something. Suguru used to top, and we were like, totally okay switching position that is until Suguru tried to bottom for the first time and since that he somehow prefer bottoming..”
“We TOTALLY didn’t need to know that!”