Satoru Gojo was attractive, you didn't deny that you had eyes.
He was seemingly blessed by a divine force or whatever because there was no way in hell that face and hair was from the same species as yours. That would just be unfair.
Yeah, you were well aware your best friend was handsome. You saw all the lingering looks of others on him. And you knew about the rumors about the two of you secretly dating.
But to be honest? He wasn't that attractive to you.
Well, he wasn't until you were drunk and others were asking you about him.
"So like... You like him right?" you didn't know the blond girl next to you very well, didn't even know her name. The last hours were a haze of partying and laughing with a couple of your friends at this stupid frat party.
"Who?" you were sitting on the best couch in the house, privilege you had being the best friend of the host.
"Gojo Satoru!" The girl smirked knowingly, she sat next to you, probably wanting gossip and something dramatic this evening.
"Toru?" you snorted. "No no, don't worry. He is still single."
The girl next to you seemed surprised, but the smirk still prominent on her face. "He isn't your type?"
"He is my friend!" you laughed a bit embarrassed. "My type is like... Someone else."
"Someone else?" she raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah. Just because he is always making me laugh, cares for me, has that gorgeous smile, knows my favorite dessert, is thoughtful, always sends me a good morning text, always knows when something is wrong and makes me nervous when he gets to close doesn't mean he is my type."
She just blinked at you as you realized you just gave her more gossiping material.
"It's really not like that!"
"Sure." she snorted as she took a sip from her drink.
"I mean, some days I maybe am a bit into him, but that's just like temporary." the alcohol made your lips move on their own, you spoke things out loud you normally didn't permit yourself thinking about. "And maybe I do have some dreams with him in it."
"Oh, really?" the girl next to you didn't even look at you, she grinned at something behind you, but poor poor you didn't notice it.
"Yeah. But I don't like him like that." you smiled, proud of your statement like itwas completely plausible.
"So you had like no problem if someone went after him?"
Your hazed brain had suddenly trouble making up a reason why your mood dropped, why your heart practically stopped, why your smile fell, why your hands went cold and why you suddenly wanted to leave this party.
"He is his own person, no one needs to ask me to go after him." you muttered, taking your cup noticing it was empty with a frown.
"So you don't have a problem?"
Your mouth dried up. You should just say you didn't have any problems with it. But right in that moment you realized you did have a problem with it.
You glanced at the girl as she shook her head.
"Yeah I do." you gave in so fast, your body making itself small. "Please don't go after him."
You heard snickering behind you and as you turned your head to look your heart dropped a second time. Because there stood Geto Suguru chuckling next to a very red Gojo Satoru.
"Yuki, you super senior, what are you doing at a frat party?" Suguru smirked at the girl (woman? Honestly you didn't notice she was older in your state) next to you. "Thought you were traveling."
"I was invited by Shoko, soooo-"
You didn't bother listening anymore. You just looked at Satoru, who just stood there. Embarrassed? Overwhelmed? Shit, you said dumb stuff. God, why did you say all of that?
You stood up from the couch.
"Where are you going?" Satoru seemed to have found his voice as he looked at you already moving. He followed your not so steady walk.
"To the kitchen. Need another drink."
"No you dont." he caught up to you with no problem, blocking the way to the kitchen. "You're already wasted." If you weren't you wouldn't have said all that.
"Don't care." you mumbled, trying to get around him, but he didn't budge. You kept trying, losing balance, but his hands found your shoulders keeping you steady. You didn't meet his eyes but you knew his eyes were on you.
"Come on, let's get you home." he mumbled and you would have protested but then you did look up.
And yeah okay maybe his eyes were really pretty. Maybe you just couldn't argue with them.
"I can go alone." you muttered, earning a chuckle from him.
"No you can't. I'm bringing you home."
You couldn't argue with that either and just obliged as he put an arm around your waist, guiding you through the group of people around you.
You saw Suguru grinning at the two of you before you got out and just then the feeling of embarrassment really kicked.
Satoru's arm never left your waist as he brought you to his car. And now that you were in that rabbit hole you noticed the muscle he had, did he always have that?
You practically fell into the passenger seat of his car as he sat down into the driver's seat.
The silence between the two of you was unusual. Normally Satoru would crack a dumb joke to lighten the mood, but right now he didn't do anything like that. His jaw was tensed. You have never seen that before.
"What did you hear?" you didn't know where you got the courage to ask.
His eyes were focused on the dark road, his hands, big hands- were they always that big?- holding the steering wheel for dear life. And then a small teasing smile made its way onto his face.
"You are into me on some days?"
Your face burned up, you wanted to look away from him, but at the same time you couldn't. "Isn't everyone?" you muttered.
"Well if it's just temporary I guess it doesn't mean anything, right?" his teasing smile fell a bit, his eyes still fixated on the road.
A sigh left his lips as he drove into your driveway. And while your brain tried to process what he had said, he opened his seat belt, got out of the car and opened the door for you.
You just stared at him. He raised an eyebrow.
"Are you going to get out? Or do I have to carry you, princess?"
It was supposed to be a tease, he had that teasing smile again, but in your drunk state you just raised your arms offering him to carry you.
And even though it was a joke, he didn't hesitate to pick you up and carry you into your small apartment. And feeling his strong arms around you, seeing him open the door of your apartment because you gave him the only spare key and hearing his heartbeat made you finally realize it.
Satoru tried to put you on your bed, but you didn't let go of him, pulling him along with you. He fell with you onto your bed that wasn't meant for two people.
"You have to let go of me princess." Satoru sounded muffled as you buried your face in his chest, suddenly feeling very clingy.
"You're so confusing." he put his arms back around you, letting you cling to him.
You closed your eyes and suddenly they started to feel heavy. It was just so comfortable on his chest.
"Did you just friend zone me or did you admit that you have a crush on me?"
"What would you like?" you were yawning and trying to hide your shaking hands that were holding onto him, trying to hide your heart beating out of your chest. But it was Satoru, so there was no doubt he noticed.
His breath was brushing over you and it was so so comforting. You never wanted to let go, was that really just the alcohol?
"I would like-" he chuckled quietly. "Well, first of all I would like for you to say it sober."
His hands were moving up and down your back, the motion was comforting even if you were embarrassed to no end for your state. "I'm sorry, 'Toru."
You felt the slight motion of his head. "Don't worry. Sleep."
"It's just unfair." you were just blabbering now, half yawning. "When did you get so hot?"
That earned an honest laugh from him. "Okay, keep going."
"You are unfair..." And just like that you were starting to drift away. But you still heard what he whispered.
"Please, let it be a crush."
Hey, I wrote something! Found this in my drafts and finished it, I hope it's okay. Love you all
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