- watch me party on you - ★・⸝⸝﹒₊˚
disclaimer: this has a little cursing, and also, if your uncomfortable with whatever y/n was wearing just imagine you in some else, i just wanted to say that, idk why tho.
it’s been 4 months since you and your ex boyfriend geto broke up. well at least tonight making it 4 months, you don’t know if you miss him or not, you love geto more than anything, but it felt like he didn’t love you as much as you loved him.
it’s summer time, everyone is off from school, its either their going to visit family back home, or their gonna hang out with friends and touch every outing under the sun, but you had other plans, staying home at your small apartment binge watching tv shows, and mentally preparing for next semester, but your plans were crushed as soon as your roommate Shoko walked in. You knew shoko because of geto, they were both in a friend group with satoru, the three of them knew each other since freshman year of highschool, shoko would always help you when you and geto were going through something, telling you “just talk to him, it can’t be that bad” or when you and him first started dating she would tell you little things he liked so you could make him gifts for his birthday,you wished she had something to say the night you and him broke up, but i guess she ran out of things to say, she just listened, and never spoke, was it because she was tired of hearing about your relationship issues? or there’s was just nothing to say to salvage you and geto’s relationship in that moment?
“whatcha watching?” the brunette asked as she walked over to you looking at the tv tilting her head a little in suspicion. “love island, i got tired of that anime i was watching before.” you muttered the last part, knowing that she was the one who recommended it to you, she chuckled and took a seat next to you, about 5 minutes go by and she got a text from her phone, she quickly picked it up and viewed whatever message or thing she received. “shit i completely forgot.” she mutters, you turn your head to her in confusion “what’s up?” you ask.
“Satoru is having a party over at his place, wanna come with?” she asked , not in a demanding way of course, but it kinda looked like she wanted the company (in your eyes) maybe your mind was just manipulating you to give in. It took a little minute for you decide, it’s either A. stay in this shitty apartment and watch some people make out and lust over each other for the next couple of hours , or B. let loose and have fun..? You didn’t have to think any longer..you knew what you were doing tonight.
10 minutes past and your looking for something to wear, “should i go slutty? or more cover up?? maybe a little slutty but i’m not showing to much skin..nah that’s kinda boring..why am i even thinking this hard” all these things raced through your mind especially the last part..why were you thinking so hard..is it because it’s your first time being out in a while? or because you were gonna see him for the first time since that day..there’s no denying he’s not gonna be there, it’s satoru’s party, and there both best friends, you were gonna see him to tonight, are you ready? do you think you could see his face without punching the shit out of it?? or bawling your eyes out? you weren’t sure but, at this point you didn’t care, “it’s been so long since i truly had some fun” you thought , so it’s time to let loose.
you decided to wear a mini skirt, you had a bunch of them and you loved how it looked on you so paired it with a top you found deep in your closet, you wanted to wear makeup tonight, nothing heavy but suttle and pretty , about an hour later you were ready, you walk out the bathroom to see shoko with a shot of what i seemed like liquor in her hand, she turned her head to face you, “you look pretty” she says with a small smile, her complimenting you made you a little more confident, you smile at her, you didn’t feel like drinking in that moment so you grabbed your keys “my car tonight!” you shout as you walk away to the hallway, shoko grabs her purse and follows you.
it’s about 11:38 at night, by this time the party might be packed by now, you and shoko just arrived, you could hear the music blasting from outside, and as soon as you two stepped foot into the house, the smell of liquor and weed hit you, the smells were strong, the crowd was huge, everyone looked like they were having a good time, before you could even take another step, shoko’s dragging you to the kitchen to get a drink, you don’t protest just follow her and push yourself through the large crowd. you guys make it to the kitchen and she opens the fridge door, she poured you a drink not really knowing what she was doing but, did it matter?
some time passes, your now in the crowd , moving your hips to the beat of the song, having the time of your life, your dancing with some guy but you didn’t really pay attention when he told you his name and tried to get your number, poor boy, but you couldn’t care less, you were having so much fun, you made sure not to drink so much because you knew out of you and shoko you had to drive.
everything was going great from your point of view, but not so much for geto.he’s watching you, not in a creepy way, his eyes just keep landing right on you, he had a drink in his hand and was with satoru and some others playing some stupid beer game. he isn’t paying attention to the boys nor is he paying attention to the game, his eyes are on you, how beautiful you looked, he didn’t even pay attention to what you were wearing at first just you, it takes him back to the night he met you, how you looked at him, also how hard to get you were acting until he took you on the first date. He really did love you so much, but did he express that good enough? did he truly pour his all into you as much as you did for him? questions raced in head, he bit his bottom lip and looked away for a moment, until satoru pulled him out of his thoughts and said “ you alright suguru? you look a little down?” the white haired male teased him a little guessing the reason why he was acting that way was because he was loosing the game, “no, i’m fine.” geto replied , he took one last glance at you before he put his cup down and focused a little more on the game.
couple minutes passed, the guy you were dancing with started getting to touchy and you didn’t wanna get violent tonight so you just walked away, you see satoru in the corner of your eye, standing around with his friends , you could really only gojo because of his hair and how it stood out and also his voice, you could recognize it from anywhere, you decided to walk over to him, wanting to say hey and to ask him where shoko was. As you were walking over there, you noticed the long haired male next to him..geto, he had his hair down..you loved when his hair was down, it made him look so much sexier, you didn’t try to look at him to much, you would rather shit in your hands and clap.
“look at what we have here” gojo says pulling you into a hug, and smiling from ear to ear , that smile that so many girls go crazy over..but to you? nah.
you hugged him back, completely not even looking at geto, you knew not acknowledging him would secretly drive him insane so you continued thinking it was funny and also because you can and wanted to? a conversation started between you and gojo, just catching up a little your glad that things didn’t really change between you and satoru after you and his best friend’s breakup.
suguru knew what you were doing, ignoring him? now that’s just immature, but he was glad he got to get a better look at you, how you changed your hair, it’s now curlier and looks so much more healthy than it did before, he studied what you had on, he bought you that skirt, he always loved how it looked on you, the more he stared the more he over-thought, he knew he missed you, no doubt about it, this wasn’t the only night he was thought about you, just the first time he saw you in a while, and he was so happy he did, seeing you only in his thoughts were getting repetitive and unbearable. he wants another chance, he wants you agian..no he NEEDS you all to himself to nobody, but him, that way he wouldn’t have to overthink about you, that way he could be happy, and that way he wouldn’t have so much regret.
ian gon lie, if this ass i’m gonna have to delete my account. buh bye
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