Maybe we’ll get married one day…
Who knows - Daniel Caesar
Tw: angst. I tried. Death.
It was incomprehensible. The strongest dead.
Your satoru? Was he ever yours? Not by marriage no.
But you heart belong to him and yours to him, from the moment you met him that summer. After all the events that passed with Suguru.
You heart thrilled with excitement, finally being allowed to go to school after years of being bounded to that cell you called you room. Even whilst know of the past events that happened in jujutsu high , your young heart still filled with excitement and expectation , completely ignoring your surroundings nearly tripping till , you were of course caught by the strongest. It was so romantic, the sakura trees were blooming as he held you so that you didn’t fall , he face faced you and his eyes covered by those glasses.
“You ok pretty lady” he said. He blue eyes picked a bit from his glasses , they were mesmerising . Of course but they held some pain. No a lot and a small amount of softness , for you, you’d wander.
You answer never came , too in crossed in learning each and every tiny fragments of his face. That how you first me him.
As you were a new student , Satoru was tasked with making you feel welcome and so your friendship crew.
Once you finished school , you made it obvious that you have eyes for him and that you wanted to court him, trying to flirt with him never ended well , you were always bad at it and he’d tease you for it endlessly. Your face would always end up being the one that heats up not his . He just smiled , a smile you realise was often practiced. But not with you. You hope.
You “friendship” didn’t fully change until that day.
You bought some kikufuku mochi as a thanks for giving you a hand in you last mission and you decided to head to his house. You opened the door as you have a spare key he gave you a while back and you creeped in the house so to not disturb him. After placing the snack on the kitchen counter , you headed upstairs to his room , then you heard it , a cry.
That couldn’t be Satoru, right? No way. You walked forward, slowly. Then you him. Satoru on the ground next to his bed , eye cover on the bed , his head between his arms , which were placed on his knees , he looked like he was trying to hide. You felt your heart break to pieces. Did he sense you?
“Satoru.” Voice came out firmly not as soft as you wanted it to be. His head stayed where it was.
“Toru?” It softer , hearing his nickname his head moved up a bit , eyes picking between his crossed arms. Once your eyes met his you moved , as thought some was collapsed in front of you , you moved , crouching in front of him. Hands not touching him , but eyes begging for permission. You caught a glimpse of tears falling from his baby blue eyes , why is he crying , you heart ached.
“Toru” once again you said his name so softly as though if you said it for more force he might collapse, maybe you might collapse. Could you feel his pain. Then , he moved. He hands wrapped around you , face in your shoulder and with a whisper of “suguru” from him you understood. Grief , never ending grief, especially when you did the killing.
And so you held him as tight as you could , to let him know that he could cry and he scream , he could collapse and you’d have him , ready to hold him.
From that day you relationship changed.
Small hangouts became longer.
Hands that brush against one another as you walked became tight hand holds , to hold one another to let each other know , I’m here.
Hidden kisses that lingered hours after they were given. All these happy moments. But you knew , Satoru was off limits. The strongest could be with you, it’s not allowed. And that what kept you going. You’d be his secret comforter. Only his and him yours. Marriage to him would be forbidden , especially to you and your weak curse. You weak self . You were no good for the Gojo bloodline. But still you loved him and he loved you.
Every mission he came back to you . He always did , you trusted him , no doubts. He was the strongest after all. You’re Satoru.
So then why did you feel so bizarre about this shibuya mission. You made him promise to come back as always , for the first time he broke his promise. He was sealed.
The sight before you was Satoru. After months f not seeing him , his smile . Not feeling his kiss on your cheek , not smelling his sweet scent. Not hearing his stupid jokes. Not hearing him complain about megumi acting to old for his age. You finally see him.
Cuts all over his body. Healed ? Yes. But his eyes.
Closed. They were closed. Forever. He bottom half covered with bandages. Choko did the best she could, his best friend has to bandage him up , she saw this. You heart broke for her but Satoru was here , in front of you , asleep right?
“Satoru” you called your voice on breaking and you took him in . He looked so peaceful. So calm as though he was just napping , just as he’s done before on your laps
And again and again “Satoru” “Satoru”
Your voice rose as you sad his name. No response. No giggles from him as he said you name.
Just silence. That silence . Satoru doesn’t do silence.
Then you cradled his face , cold. Like his ice cream mochi , the ones he loved shoving in his mouth the second he got Home.
You softly caressed his face. Under his long white eyelashes. His lips. His all cold.
Once again you month opened
“Oh Satoru. My Satoru”grief took over you.
No tears came out just you eyes observing him. Trying to remember everything about him , just like the fist day you met.
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Hii I hope that was ok , I’m trying to write all the ideas I get when I’m daydreaming in lesson instead of paying attention but nevertheless hope you like it.
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I’m slow on the update coz I’m in school , my exams in a few weeks but I’ll try 🥰.
