True Blue - 28: Second Is Always A Losers' First Place.
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8, Chapter 9, Chapter 10, Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15, Chapter 16, Chapter 17, Chapter 18, Chapter 19, Chapter 20, Chapter 21, Chapter 22, Chapter 23, Chapter 24, Chapter 25, Chapter 26, Chapter 27
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Synopsis: When a routine delivery goes awry, you find yourself stranded between two islands. Alone, dehydrated, and at the mercy of the ocean. But what you thought would be a simple rescue turns into a nightmare. You are captured by two enigmatic sirens, Satoru and Suguru, whose beauty is only matched by their danger. Held in a dark underwater cave, you must navigate fear, fascination, and uncertainty as you struggle to comprehend their motives.
Authors Note: Hiii, if you are interested in being added/unadded to the tags list just let me know, ( I will only add if your blog has an age/is over 18. Something like 18+ is fine.) Thank youu!! This is my first ever fic so sorry if it is rough in some areas. I appreciate all the support! If you have any suggestions or thoughts feel free to comment. I suggest checking out the chapter themes as they help set the tone. Also this fic is now up on ao3, my username is the same. Credits to toovaeloe for inspiring this fic and @@strangergraphics for the divder.
Fem pov
Gojo and Geto x Reader
Warnings:
Slight Injury
Chapter Theme:
Come to Me - Björk
Word Count: 1,581
You were running. Your little feet hit the ground like a racehorse getting ready to cross the finish line. Out of your bed and down the hall, your only destination being your parents' room. Your breath was ragged, cheeks wet with tears as you reached out for their door.
The dark hallway was cold, the wooden floors creaked under your heavy steps. Just as your hand was about to grasp the doorknob, you tripped, falling face-first into the white door.
A sharp pain blossomed from your forehead down your face as you lay on the ground. Woken by the loud bang against the door, your mother opened it and rushed out.
"Y/N!" she said frantically, hoisting you up against her chest.
She brushed the hair away from your forehead. "What happened?"
"I had another nightmare...and I was coming to see you," you let out tearfully.
"Oh...baby...another one...I'm sorry...let's go look at your head, okay? I'm here now."
She brought you into their bedroom, carrying you to the connected bathroom. Flipping on the light, she then sat you down on the counter. The warm orange light glazed the white tile walls in that familiar honey glow.
Your eyes squinted at the sudden brightness, which did nothing to soothe the ache in your head.
"Oh, Y/N, you've got a cut." Her voice was soft but had that motherly concern that made your eyes water.
"Here, let me clean it, 'kay."
She squatted down to get a wash rag from underneath the sink. Once she retrieved the little blue cloth, she ran it under some cool water.
"I'm going to clean off the blood. Stay still the best you can, sweetheart."
She placed the cool rag on your cut. It stung a bit, but the coolness soothed the ache that had been beating since you fell.
"Good girl...I know it's uncomfortable," your mother spoke quietly.
You looked up at her, your eyes tracing her still sleep-ridden face, mussed hair. Here recently it seemed like she held a sort of deep exhaustion in her shoulders. It was clear that the incident was weighing heavily on all three of you.
"Tomorrow I'll have your father get some night-lights for the hallway. Maybe you won't have any more accidents that way."
She said it so surely, so calm like always. She knew it was probably going to happen again. Since your parents got back, you had been plagued with bad dreams every night. Nightmares that sent you running to your parents' room.
Speaking of your father, you turned your head to peer into the bedroom. You could see the silhouette of him under the covers. He was still sleeping despite all of the commotion.
Your mother put a Band-Aid over the wound, and then kissed your forehead.
"There...I believe you're going to make it," she teased lightly.
You smiled at her and wrapped your arms around her neck. "Thanks, Momma."
"You're welcome, honey. Now let's get you back into bed."
She picked you up once more and made her way to your room.
Setting you down on your soft bed, she pulled up the blankets, tucking you in.
"I'll stay here until you can go to sleep...just close your eyes, okay."
She traced her finger over your face, the soft touch acting as a soothing balm to the remnants of fear still clinging to your psyche.
You slid into a peaceful rest, your mother's hand guiding the way.
It was a faint thing, barely perceptible in the deep sleep you were submerged in. The rustling of the bed, arms slipping underneath you, pulling you from the plush haven. The small jolts of movement that came with each step.
It wasn't until the cool breeze of the night hit your body that you awoke. You blinked slowly, your mind still muddled from the depths of slumber.
"What...?" you questioned, your voice hoarse.
"It's time to go, little thing," Satoru's voice spoke.
You squinted your eyes, forcing them to focus on his face. It was concerningly devoid of any emotion and subsequently any context.
"Wait...no...why...I'm still healing," you said, rapidly waking up as your heart began to pound and confusion overtook you. The band aid of still having a couple more days was being ripped off.
Satoru didn't answer, continuing his trek to the ocean in silence.
"Answer me, Gojo, why? I haven't tried anything again....why are we leaving!" you pleaded, gripping the skin of his shoulders.
"Don't forget who it is you're talking to, human."
The stern tone caused your heart to jump.
You looked around for Suguru but couldn't see him anywhere.
They're taking me back.
Oh God...they're really taking me back out there.
Panic rose steadily in your heart as your hands began to shake. The memories of the starving, dehydration, darkness, rashes, and uncertainty all crashed in your mind like the waves of the water Satoru was now ankle-deep in.
As Satoru moved deeper into the water, you noticed the inky black tendrils of hair floating in the deep blue sea that surrounded you. The sharp purple eyes that peered above the water, the eyes that could only belong to Suguru.
"Here, take her. I need to change back."
It was the most commanding tone you had heard Satoru use on Suguru yet.
Nevertheless, without argument, Suguru took you into his arms while Satoru dipped below the surface. In a few seconds, the shorts he had been wearing floated to the surface, his upper half following suit.
"Okay...let's go..." Satoru murmured lowly, clearly only talking to Suguru.
It was like you weren't even there. You felt akin to a prop in this scenario.
You moved your lips to speak, but before you could get a single sound out, you were moving fast through the water.
You turned your head, watching Shoko's house grow smaller and smaller until land was no longer visible. A sadness like no other began to root in your heart. A grief for what was most likely your last days on land. You watched the way the moon moved across the water with you. It would be a beautiful sight on any other night.
The trip was longer than the cave to the boat ever was, and the more minutes you spent moving, the more you realized just how far away you truly were from everyone and everything.
When Suguru finally slowed to a stop in the middle of the ocean, you knew where you were. Trauma is weird like that. Nothing about the scenery had changed. There were no markers, but you just knew. You could recognize the place that caused you torment and despair better than you could recognize almost anything else.
"Hold your breath," Suguru spoke deeply.
"Please don't take me back down there," you whispered.
With no hesitation, Suguru replied, "Hold your breath or choke."
You took in a gasp of air right as he began his descent. It had been a while since you had been down here, so the pressure on your head was just as painful as it was the first time they dragged you down here. When he rose above the water in the cave, the pungent, musky smell and overwhelming darkness hit you all at once, bringing up all the memories you had been fighting to forget.
Suguru placed you on that familiar cool rock, so far away from the soft bed in Shoko's clinic. You shivered from the cool cave and wet clothes, warring with your body's attempt at making heat.
You let out a sob as you brought your knees up to your chest. The grief bubbling up out of you like a fountain.
"This is worse than before," was the thought that kept replaying in your mind.
Of course...if a man only knows hell, then he cannot miss a heaven he could not see. But if that man was ever allowed to touch heaven, the fall back down would be worse than any time he spent chained before.
I don't know if I can make it this time.
In a hiccup of desperation, you called in a small whisper, "Gojo...?"
You looked around in the inky black until the sound of a light splash in the water below you drew your attention. Beside the rock was Satoru, his glowing blue eyes focused on you.
"What is it?" he rasped.
This was stupid, and you knew it, but you couldn't be alone right now...you just couldn't.
"Can you stay...right here...until I sleep, please?" you pleaded.
He sighed, cutting his eyes sharply to you.
"Why?"
"I'm scared."
It was a raw, nasty truth. Stripped of any confidence or pride.
"Humans are always scared," he commented.
You waited for him to dip back under the water, leaving you alone with your thoughts.
However, he didn't.
He stayed beside the rock, floating in silence, the low glow of his eyes reminding you of a night-light.
You didn't say anything, afraid that it might break this tiny grace he had shown you.
Laying your head down on the rock, you stared at the glow of his eyes. Taking one of your hands, you traced patterns on your arm, soothing yourself enough to close your eyes and attempt to sleep through this.
It took a long time. The hard plane of the rock, the cold wet clothes, the pressure headache. It was a far cry from the comfort you had experienced an hour prior.
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Note: Heyyyy guys, I'm back. Sorry for such a long break, I had a lot going on and I hit writers block and just did not know how to go about this next part of the story. No worries though, I think I have it figured out so. I hope you guys like it! 𑣲⋆𑣲⋆ - S