𝐉𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦! 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ ᴇʀᴀ, ᴘɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ꜰɪɢʜᴛꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴊᴋ ᴍᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ 🙄 .. ꜱᴏ ʏᴇᴀʜ, ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.
ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴏ ✨
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𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐭 - 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 🎶
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ᴛᴏᴊɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ : ʜᴀᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʜᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀꜱ.
You're in love with Toji. So in love that you put that serious age gap aside, turned a blind eye to his financial instability and embraced all the risks he brought with him.
You ignored all your friends' advice, their attempts to find someone better for you, someone your age who would be on the same page as you.
But what did you do? You fell first and fell harder.
And that was your biggest mistake; to love a man more than he loves you.
Now, tension has been sitting there for weeks.
You felt it, the distance, the nights he disappears, the cold mornings, the way he doesn't really hold you after sex saying he's got an urgent work to do.
It felt like he knows how to want you, but not how to love you.
You knew about his past, about his dead wife.
And you knew that healing takes time just like love. So you gave him plenty of it.
And by the way he murmurs her name in his sleep, you came to the conclusion that Toji still hasn't moved on from her.
"You're leaving again?" you asked as you watched him grab his jacket, in the middle of the night.
"You said that last night too!"
"Yeah, and ?" He said without even glancing at you.
That attitude, that cold, detached tone was your last straw.
"Do you even want me to be here? Because it seems like you can't even bear looking at me".
That made him pause, slowly he glanced at you, "What's that supposed to mean?"
Your chest tightened, "It means I'm tired of feeling like I don't matter to you"
Toji scoffed, like you were being dramatic, "You just enjoying starting arguments, don't you?"
"I'm not trying to start anything, Toji"
He exhaled, "Then what do you want, hm?"
"To communicate. To talk." you answered
He leaned against the wall, crossing his arms, "Talk about what?"
"About you. About her" you blurted out and he froze.
"You said her name in your sleep.. you always do" you added quietly.
Toji didn't move an inch, "So?"
That "so" felt like a punch to the guts.
"So?" you repeated, "You were always calling out for her when I was there right beside you" .
"You're just making a big deal outta nothing" he replied.
"You really think it's outta nothing?..I feel like I'm in a fucking competing with someone who isn't even al–" your voice rose slightly but you stopped yourself, shutting your eyes.
His eyes darkened, "Finish the sentence"
You let out a shaky sigh and said, "I get it, took me long enough but now I do".
"You get what?" he asked in confusion.
You looked straight at him, "I'm just filling in for her. I'm filling that space, that emptiness until you decide I'm no longer needed for your lonely ass" you spat through gritted teeth.
For a second, something flickered in his expression, guilt mixed with irritation and frustration.
He still hasn't moved, still crossing his arms, "If you feel that way, then that's a YOU problem"
Your breath hitched, "A ME problem?"
"Yeah" he shrugged, "I didn't ask you to think like that. And if it's affecting you that much then—"
"—Then leave?" you finished for him.
"Don't put words in my mouth Yn" his jaw tightened.
"Yeah, but you sure as hell give me every reason to" you spat.
"You're being dramatic right now and I don't have time for this" he rolled his eyes.
You just stared at him, heart breaking, lump forming in your throat.
You wanted to punch the shit out of him, to let all of your anger on him.
And in that moment, you regretted loving him, sacrificing so much, ignoring your friends' advice just to be with a man who can't handle his own feelings, his own life.
If you can just undo it all.
If you can just turn back time and go back to the night you met at that bar, where he was drinking his pain away, then you'd just walk past him and never go home with him.
You looked down, "The heart can't love two souls at the same time, Toji" you said softly, voice cracking, "So I'm just someone you sleep with?"
His tongue clicked, he was so frustrated and overwhelmed.
He's always been avoiding this confrontation.
"I never asked you to be my girlfriend— you're the one who decided to stick around after that night.."
You went completely still, and so did he.
He never expected himself to say something this harsh to you.
He knew he crossed the line, even if he didn't want to, even if he didn't mean those words.
But the look on your face now hurt him, because he knew what it meant.
He changed his posture, no longer learning against the wall, no longer crossing his arms as if his body screamed at him to reach out to you, but he didn't.
"Right" you laughed softly, "I decided to stay. My bad"
You took a step back and his heart dropped.
" Y-you're just overthinking it again" he said trying fix thing but only making it worse.
"No.. no. It's fine" you smiled, and it killed him, "I'm finally thinking straight"
A sharp jolt coursed through him, he knew behind that smile is a serious decision.
"What are you talk–" but you cut him off.
"We're done, Toji.. Oh wait we weren't even anything in the first place, just fuck buddies" you let out a dry chuckle.
Your words landed heavy and thick, striking him directly.
His eyes widened, just staring at you as you walked away.
"Good luck— with your miserable life" you added and it hit him hard.
Toji stood there frozen, thoughts rushing in his head, drowning in the consequences of his own neglect and carelessness.
"I'm not done speaking with you" he called after you, but you ignored him.
And here he feels it again; the emptiness. Just like before you cane to his life.
The feeling of losing someone all over again.
ᴍᴇɢᴜᴍɪ ꜰᴜꜱʜɪɢᴜʀᴏ : ᴋᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʏᴏᴜ.
It's been hours since Megumi had left the house.
Your phone screen lit up over and over again with your own attempts to reach him.
But only for you to be met with missed calls and unanswered texts.
Each one made your heart tighten a little more.
You know Megumi, this isn't random.
Something is wrong, something upset him enough to leave without a word.
He's always been like that, whenever he has a problem he disappears to cool off, to deal with his own shit without including you.
And that's what hurts you the most, because he didn't come to you.
You've been friends for so long, and now been dating a few months, so he had plenty of time to try and trust you with his problems.
You sat there waiting. At first patient, the restless, then full on anxious.
Every small noise outside made your head snap up.
You replayed everything from earlier in your head over and over again.
The way he avoided your eyes, his cold expression, his tone when he said "I'm fine" .
You knew he was a tough cookie but you're his girlfriend, the one special person in his life, the one to be with in both good and bad.
But Megumi didn't give you the chance to.
He was just closed off as ever.
Carrying everything alone as if you were never there for him.
Bottling up his emotions until it poisons him from the inside and ends up poisoning your relationship too.
And no matter how many times you've told him "You can talk to me" , he never really does.
The door finally opened and Megumi walked inside.
You were overwhelmed with relief when he first stepped in, but then, it was quickly replaced by frustration and hurt after hours being sidelined.
"Where were you?" you asked, voice tight, crossing your arms.
Megumi paused for a second as he took off his jacket, "Out" .
That's it, that's all you got.
Something in you snapped, "Right. Out... And ignoring me is part of being out, huh?".
He just stared at you with a blank expression and it drove you crazy.
"Megumi I'd been calling you for hours, you have no idea how worried I was".
He shrugged it off like it's nothing, "My phone was on silent" .
You scoffed, "Oh so basically if I didn't check up on you then I'll just sit here ignored for hours?"
He exhaled clearly not in the mood for an argument, "I didn't think it was a big deal"
And that does it, because it was a hell of a big deal.
"Of course you don't" your words slipped out quieter but sharper.
He frowned slightly, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"It's means you're clearly having a problem, but chose to disappear for hours, shut me out, and then come back, stand here and act like I'm overreacting"
His expression hardened as he spoke in a defensive tone, "I'm not shutting you out"
"Then what are you doing? What do you call this?" you spat, "Because honestly, it doesn't feel like you trust me at all"
The word Trust, it hit a nerve.
"I do trust you" he said firmly, "I just don't need to talk about everything"
You stared at him, you could feel your hands shake, "Oh but I need to?"
The room went quiet as he waited for you to finish your sentence.
"When I'm upset" you continued, "You ask me to open up. You expect me to be vulnerable. You tell me that it's a safe space to vent, to share"
He didn't interrupt, he just listened.
"So why is it different for you? Why is it a safe space for me but not for you, Megumi?"
His jaw tightened, his eyes narrowed, he really wanted to stop this conversation before it escalates.
"Because I don't want to drag you into my problems"
"I'm already in them, Megumi" you cut in, "The moment you walk out that door whenever you're upset and make me wait for hours without a single explanation, I was already in them"
You can see it in the way his gaze shifted, the faint crack in his composure, yet he didn't admit it, didn't step forward.
"So tell me, what's wrong?" you asked anyway.
He hesitated, his chest tightened at the way you stood there in front of him fidgeting with tour fingers waiting for him to open up.
But he couldn't, "I said— I'm fine" he insisted, just like always.
Megumi never says what he really feels and it frustrated you, to keep on guessing and analyzing everything on your own. Solving him like a riddle.
"NO YOU'RE NOT" you snapped, but he didn't flinch.
"Yn I don't have to report everything to you"
His words hit like a slap.
Because you tell him everything. So that feeling of the trust being one-sided hurts you.
"I never said you have to" you whispered, swallowing back the lump forming in your throat.
"Then stop acting like I did something wrong"
"You did. And the problem is that you don't bother noticing" you replied.
He exhaled sharply, "I don't see why you had to turn this into a fight"
You let out a humourless laugh, "So it's my fault now? Me voicing my feelings on how my boyfriend isn't give me the chance to be there for him when he's upset is what started this fight and not you and your audacity to push me away?"
His patience snapped and he raised his voice, "Not everything is about you. You don't have to be included in every aspect of my life"
The second the words left his mouth, he regretted them.
But it was too late, the damage was already done.
You froze, because that was never your intention.
All what you wanted to do is to be there for him, to comfort him.
But vulnerability doesn't come easy to Megumi.
Your face immediately changed, "..Wow"
That's all what you said just 'wow' , no anger, no yelling, just disappointment.
And somehow it was worse. Way worse.
Megumi finally took a step forward, "That's not what I meant–"
"No" you shook your head, "I think it is"
He reached for you, then he let his hand fall and of course you noticed.
"You know what" you said but quickly stopped yourself, you let out a sigh instead, "forget it.."
You were so hurt and so done with him and his coldness.
"Wait.. Yn" he said quickly, frustration mixing with panic.
"I'm done talking Megumi. I'm so fucking done with you" you replied not looking at him as you walked back to your room.
"You don't mean that" he said but you didn't answer, you just kept walking.
Megumi stood there, fists clenched, emotions tangled in ways be doesn't know how to express.
Now he desperately wanted to finish this argument.
Because fighting seemed less terrifying than you giving him the silent treatment.
But pride and fear wrapped around his throat and kept him silent.
Yet this time your silence matched his.
And now the house felt too cold, too empty.
And for the first time Megumi realized how being shut off truly feels.
ʜɪɢᴜʀᴜᴍᴀ ʜɪʀᴏᴍɪ : ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴ-ᴏꜰꜰɪᴄᴇ ᴛʀɪᴀʟ
You weren't planning to start an argument that evening, you simply passed by his office after work so you can go home together.
You didn't knock, you knew he had no meeting at that time so you just opened the door and got inside.
And again, she was there, his assistant.
She wasn't at her desk doing whatever tasks she has.
She was standing a little too close to him, showing him a file.
You could feel anger already building, but you didn't react just yet.
You cleared your throat and both of them looked up at you, finally noticing you standing there.
"Oh" she started, "I didn't realize you had company".
The way she said it, it made your blood boil, referring to you like you were nobody and not his wife.
"I came to pick you up– Hiromi" you said, voice steady.
Your husband nodded slightly, "Yes, I'll be done shortly"
Yet she didn't leave, she simply had no shame.
You've been noticing this for a while now, whenever you passed by his office, whenever the two of you talked on the phone, she was always there, trying to push your buttons, to cross the boundaries, to steal Hiromi from you.
The way she laughs at things that weren't even funny.
The way her hand brushes his arms like it's accidental.
The way she shamelessly stares at him even if you were there
Hiruguma is being oblivious.
You didn't bring it up before because for both of you trust is everything.
But you trust him, not her.
So every time you wait for him to notice that's she's clearly flirting with him, to notice that it's bothering you.
And as your husband, he must do or say something about it.
And this time you stated to doubt it. If he's genuinely oblivious or he knows but secretly enjoying it.
"You're overworking again, Higuruma-san" she said with a whiny voice.
He didn't respond right away, he just kept checking the document in his hand, "Tomorrow arrange another meeting please" he said.
"Oh absolutely" she smiled, "Let me help you" she added as she reached for his coat draped over the chair.
Your heart jumped to your throat. You can feel your stomach twisting.
You didn't say anything, you just observed his reaction, but he didn't seem to care, he just took his coat and adjusted his sleeves.
"Good night, Higuruma-san" she smiled, completely ignoring your presence, then she left.
The moment the door clicked shut behind her, you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding the whole time watching them like some boss/assistance romance movie.
He gathered his things and said, "Let's go"
But you didn't move an inch, it was the best time to finally stop holding it, put all that trust aside and let your feelings out.
"Can we talk about your assistant?" you started.
"What about her?" he asked confused.
"She's being inappropriate"
He frowned slightly, "In what sense?"
His question itself irritated you.
"She's flirting with you, she's crossing limits" you said through gritted teeth.
He exhaled softly, "I think you're misinterpreting her behavior"
"What? I'm not misinterpreting anything, Hiromi" you answered, tone sharper than before.
He sat down now, giving you his full attention, "Okay. Then provide an example"
You stared at him in disbelief, "...Are you serious right now?"
And he nodded calmly, "Yeah, if you're making a claim then it should be supported"
You felt like air got knocked out of your lungs, because it didn't feel like a conversation anymore. It felt like a cross-examination.
"I'm not in court, Hiromi" you laughed under your breath.
"Still you're making an accusation" he shrugged.
Your frustration spiked, "Oh my god, quit using that courtroom tone with me, I'm your wife. Besides this isn't about evidence, it's about how I feel!!"
"Feelings can be misleading Yn"
And that, hurt more than it should.
"So now my feelings aren't valid?" you asked.
"I didn't say that so don't twist my words"
"But you implied it, Hiromi".
"I simply questioned your interpretation"
The way he was so calm about the whole situation made it worse for you.
"You're doing it again" you shook your head in disbelief.
"Turning everything into a case to win instead of just listening to me!"
"I am listening—" he replied, "I just don't agree with your conclusion".
You laughed, "Of course you don't. So I just woke up today and decided to imagine things huh?"
Silence hung heavily between you as you paced in his office.
"Do you even care that this bothers me?"
"Then why on earth does it feel like you're defending her instead of setting boundaries?"
His expression tightened as he ran a hand on his face, "I'm not defending her. I'm simply correcting what I believe is a flawed assumption"
Your muscles twitched, "Are you really that dense, or you're just simply playing dumb because you enjoy the way she's pampering you huh?"
He froze, "That's a serious accusation Yn"
"Accusation my ass, Hiromi. She's clearly into you, it's been weeks, and she's always flirting, staring at you like you're the only man on earth"
"You know she's only my assistant, right? Besides she's competent and that's the only thing I care about"
"So you don't care about my discomfort?"
"That's not what I said"
"But that's exactly what it meant" your voice rose now, "I was standing here like an idiot and you just didn't stop her"
His tone sharpened slightly, "Because there was nothing to stop"
"THERE WAS FOR ME" you shouted.
Silence took over the office after you yelled at him.
"You could've said something, did something. But you just don't care enough to set some simple boundaries" you added.
His expression tightened, "That's an unfair conclusion"
"Is it?" you pressed, "Because from where I'm standing it's either you're a careless husband or enjoy being desired" .
He stood up in defense as he walked towards you, his body towering over you, "Do you hear yourself right now?"
"Yes. Loud and clear" you replied not breaking eye contact with him.
"Then we will talk about this again when we get home"
"No" you refused casually.
"I'm not doing this with you anymore.. I'm not going to repeat myself and try to prove my point —" you said, "And honestly the fact that you you're literally debating me in this instead of being considerate, tells me everything I needed to know" you added and walked towards the door.
He paused, "Wait what?" he grabbed your wrist.
"It's been weeks with this situation, swallowing it back, telling myself that trust is everything.. but things gor out of hands" you explained coldly as your yanked your wrist from his grip, "If this is how it is, then I don't think we're right for each other anymore"
His heart sank deep in his chest, and for the first time Hiromi Higuruma stutters, "Y–you want ...a d-divorce?"
ɴᴀɴᴀᴍɪ ᴋᴇɴᴛᴏ : ᴏᴠᴇʀᴛɪᴍᴇ, ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴜꜱ
You sat at the dining table, staring at the dinner you had prepared with love and care.
The candles had burned low, the food had grown cold.
You didn't feel sad, you just felt painfully, embarrassingly small in your own skin.
Kento promised to get home early, but like everytime, work kept dragging him into overtime.
Being a jujutsu sorcerer is a heavy responsibility that he values, and you know that, but being committed to a marriage is just as important.
You grabbed your phone, thinking about calling him but you stopped yourself.
Instead, you scoffed and threw your phone somewhere on the couch.
You were fed up, sick of always being the one waiting, always the one making time, always the one in need of him.
So you started eating, everything on that table.
You ate your plate, his plate. Devouring every bite angrily.
You didn't care you were full and almost sick, so you finished off the dessert as well.
After finishing, you slammed the empty plates in the floor, toppling the flower vase as well.
"Ain't washing no stupid dishes"
You were too full of food to do anything else, so you went to your room, still wearing the dress he likes so much and threw yourself on the bed, crying your eyes out to sleep.
Nanami finally came home, exhausted.
His heartbeat quickened when he saw the broken plates, the ruined flowers and the burned candles.
Seeing that mess, he thought someone broke into the house.
He strode through the house to find you, and relief washed over him when he saw you on the bed asleep, safe and sound.
But that relief vanished instantly when he realized that the broken plates and tossed flowers were because you were angry at him for being late again.
But this time, he knew your reaction wasn't like before when he overworked .. this time you were furious with him.
You were curled up, hair tangled still in your dress.
Seeing you like this pierced him, he hates that you went to bed upset.
That he didn't come home early enough to apologize and to comfort you.
He stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do, then he slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
His hand moved gently over your arm, then your back.
His fingers brushed your hair to sooth you more into sleep but his touch pulled you from your slumber.
Your body tensed up as you woke up, startled.
He stilled immediately, his voice soft as he spoke trying to ground you, "It's me..love. It's just me".
He tried to caress your arm again, "Are you okay?"
But you pushed his hand away, glaring at him. And he knew he were in deep shit.
"I.. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kept you waiting" he started.
"Stop" you immediately snapped, voice still low but sharp, "Just.. stop. Don't even start with that".
He just stared at you, hus heart breaking into a million pieces.
He didn't dare say anything, he wanted you to let everything out.
You continued, voice cracking between hurt and anger, "I waited for you! I prepared a romantic dinner for us! Candles, flowers" you scoffed, "All that cheesy bullshit.. all for you.. and you? Didn't even bother show up, again!"
Nanami looked down, he felt too ashamed, "I know, love.. and I truly appreciate —"
"No. Don't lie, you're not appreciating anything I do, Kento" you cut in angrily, "Do you know how it feels, sitting there like an idiot, staring at an empty chair every night, hoping that my husband would show up?"
He looked up at you and he was met with pure rage.
Your eyes didn't carry any softness in them, "But of course you don't know how it feels because I've never made you wait. I've always been available".
His jaw was tight, his shoulders tense but he spoke gently, "I know.. you're always there for me.."
You let out a humourless laugh, "Of course you do know that, and that's exactly why you took it for granted... Oh she's always there for me, I'm sure doesn't mind waiting a little longer... oh I'm sure she would understand if I broke a fucking promise... That's what you know, huh?"
You paused, exhaling sharply then added, "But I'm so done being taken for granted"
Guilt etched on his face as he ran a hand through his hair, "I know love. I know I messed up really bad. I've been selfish and I hate I made you feel sad"
You scoffed, "Sad? I'm not sad anymore. I'm feeling embarrassed and pathetic"
That word Pathetic made his breath hitch.
"Pathetic for always being the one who asks, who calls, who waits, the one who wants to spend time together, the one who's always making effort that shouldn't have been one-sided" you continued as you counted then on your fingers, "You have no idea how much I hate myself for it"
Nanami was now at a loss of words, "I'm truly sorry.. love—"
"Stop saying sorry" you shouted, "I'm sick of hearing it everytime. You really think that word would fix everything?".
It was the first time Nanami sees this side of you. No softness, no smiles, just straight up yelling at his face.
It shocked him to the core.
"I understand, and I will do better. I promise you" he said desperately as he took an hesitant step toward you, "I'll be here, I'll make time. I don't want you to feel this alone again"
You shook your head, "Promises don't mean a damn thing to me anymore. You can't just throw around promises you won't keep"
The tension in the room felt so heavy.
Nanami looked at you with broken eyes, desperate to make it right.
And now, you felt it creeping up, the heat on the back of your neck, your heartbeat went crazy as your breath ragged and stomach twisted violently.
You stopped, steadying yourself.
"Love?" said Nanami frowning as your expression changed.
Nausea churned through you and your face went pale.
Without a word, you rushed past Kento who looked alarmed.
You sprinted towards the bathroom clutching your stomach as you felt the urgent need to vomit.
He quickly followed behind you, worry written all over his face.
His heart was pounding, if you were sick because if him, he knew he's never forgive himself.
ʜᴀᴋᴀʀɪ ᴋɪɴᴊɪ : ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ.
You and Hakari finally found time doe each other, no missions, no stress, no nothing.
Both of you were on the couch.
Your legs stretched across his lap as you scrolled through your phone trying to pick a good place for your date night.
Hakari was leaning back into the cushions, one hand on your feet, and the other holding his phone as he played a game.
"Okay.. this one is cute, but it's a bit far" you said and tilted your phone slightly toward him to see.
He glanced over your screen, "Mm.. not really my vibe—but I'll go wherever you choose"
You smiled a little at that, "You're no help at all, but okay"
He let out a short laugh, his eyes still glued on his phone.
Your legs shifted slightly on his lap, "Oh wait! There's is this rooftop place.. This looks really nice actually, it has thay city view at night. I'm sure you'd like this one"
You glanced up, showing him the picture , excitedly anticipating his reaction.
"Oh I know this rooftop place, I used to go there with her all the time" he said casually and you froze.
You clutched your phone in your hand, and said calmly, "Why do you always do that?".
"Hm? Do what?" he asked still focused on his phone.
"Find a way to bring her up everytime"
Now he finally glanced at you, "I didn't –"
"Yes you did" you cut in.
You sat up slightly, pulling your legs from his lap to create some distance.
"I'm just saying that we went there multiple times before.. no big deal"
"No big deal?" you said your eyes widening at his audacity, "I've been trying for hours to pick a nice place, thinking about our date and all you can think about is her?"
His hand tightened around his phone, "You know I didn't mean it like that!!"
You fully stood up now, "This isn't the first time you've brought your ex up, Kinji. So how the fuck am I supposed to know what you truly mean?".
Hakari's patience was running low, "And what if I brought her up? It's not like I'm still in love with her"
The tension thickened as you clenched your fists and said, "I get it Kinji, you broke up but still maintained a good friendship and you know very well I respect your friends, but I believe you should respect our relationship in return"
"So that's what you think? That I don't respect you?" he asked, eyebrows knitting together.
"You've been on your phone the whole time texting or playing games while I've been planning our date. And you didn't bother contribute with any ideas as if you didn't care at all if we went out together or not"
"Aha!!! Here we go again with making me look like the bad, terrible and trashy boyfriend, huh?" he snapped.
"What? Am I lying? You've been just humming while I spoke and the moment you chose to say something you mentioned her" you snapped back.
"You're just overly jealous, Yn. You're not thinking straight"
"Jealous?" you let out a dry laugh, "Nah babe, I just don't tolerate disrespect".
"You'd be calling everything I do disrespect, Yn" he raised his voice.
As you were about to answer him, his phone screen lit up.
He paused as he brought the phone up to check the notifications he received.
You can't deny it, it pissed you off.
You were in the middle of an important conversation and he had the audacity to check his phone.
You huffed in frustration as you snatched his phone from his grip.
You were about to throw it in the couch so you can finish this argument, but stopped, eyes widening when you saw her name.
"Yn give it back" he said.
You can feel your guts twisting as your eyes scanned the open chat on his screen, "You're texting her?"
"It's not what it looks like, Yn , so don't jump to conclusions" he explained.
"So what does it look like?" you said as you scrolled further into their messages, "Having fun sending each other reels and memes hm? That's why you're eyes are always glued to your phone?" you said through gritted teeth.
He tried to rake it again, "Give me the damn phone, Yn for god's sake"
"Why? Are you hiding something? Is there anything else you're sending each other beside these? Nudes perhaps? or confessing how much you missed each other?"
His patience fully snapped, "Oh give me a fucking break!! I'm not hiding shit, am I not allowed to be friends with an ex?"
You yelled back as you threw the phone on his face and he groaned, "Bullshit! You're enjoying your time texting her while I sat there planning a date you don't give a fuck about"
"I do give a fuck about everything you do, Yn—"
You stepped forward, eyes blazing, "I'm so done with you. I don't even know why I've been so patient with you all this time when I clearly deserve better that being your second choice!!"
You walked past him, but he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you back to where you were standing, "You're just assuming things, Yn!"
At this point you were raging, "I can befriend my ex, text him all the time and let's see what you'd assume!"
"I wouldn't assume anything because I trust you!" he said.
"You're lying! you're just trying to make me feel bad for not trusting you. But lemme clarify this, you broke that trust Kin, so it's not on me".
He only stared at you, not knowing what to say anymore.
But you continued, "Oh and if you're that crazy about your ex then go ahead and run back to her. You're a free man now"
You grabbed your bag and strode towards the front door.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he asked heart thumping in his chest.
You stopped mid-step and looked at him over your shoulder, "It means I'm breaking up with you".
Hakari stood there, speechless as you slammed the door behind, leaving him there.
ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ : ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʟᴏꜱᴇ.
You had just come back home from a mission, a rough one.
Not an easy curse but a nasty special grade, yet you handled it by yourself.
You were bruised and beyond exhausted but above all you were proud.
All what you wanted to do, is take a refreshing shower, maybe your boyfriend Satoru could join and then cuddle the whole night.
But somehow, men always find a way to ruin things.
You found Satoru sprawled on the couch, scrolling through his phone.
"I'm back!!" you announced your presence with a smile.
He quickly looked up, "Hi baby—oh, you look roughed up, did you take a beating?"
You took off your shoes, "Nah, just a nasty special grade"
He smiled, "Oh well I'm glad you managed to come back alive"
You paused mid-move, "What did you just say?"
"I said, I'm glad you're alive babe" he grinned.
"Why? You thought I wouldn't handle it alone?" you feeling a bit affected by his comment.
"Alone? No way! I thought you were with the others" He leaned back, "I guess you got lucky".
You can feel the humiliation run through you, "I didn't get lucky, it was all my own effort"
And you genuinely didn't know if he was just teasing you or being for real.
"..cute?" you repeated, fingers tightening slightly against your sleeve.
He smiled, "Yeah.. you're improving!"
Improving, that hit hard.
You laughed dryly, "I exorcised a strong special grade on my own and—"
"And you survived. Good job" he cut in winking.
That tone. Like he's praising a child, like he's underestimating you.
Your chest tightened, "Don't talk to me like that. I'm not one of your students, Satoru"
"Relax! Then what exactly you want me to say? I said you're improving, you have less bruises than last mission—"
You scoffed in disbelief, "Are you serious? I don't need you to evaluate me, Satoru"
He shrugged, "I'm not evaluating you, Yn. I'm just stating the obvious"
"The obvious is that I'm doing my job well as a sorcerer"
"Well if I were you.. I wouldn't be so sure" he tilted his head slightly, "I could wipe out ten of special grades without breaking a sweat"
You just stared at him in shock, ".. why does everything has to be compared to you?"
He blinked as if your question didn't make sense, "Because I'm the standard??"
The way he said so casually pissed you off even more.
"No.. you're not. Not everything revolves around you, Satoru!"
He brought his hands up, "Hey hey, I didn't say that"
You let out a sharp breath, "You don't have to. You act like it".
He stood up now, clearly irritated, "You're taking this way too personally, Yn"
You laughed, "Because it is personal"
You stepped closer as you continued, "Everytime I do something you reduce it to nothing, just because you can do it better".
"Maybe because I'm the strongest? But that doesn't mean I'm belittling you!"
"Do you even hear yourself, Satoru?" you snapped.
"I'm being realistic, Yn!"
You shook your head, anger rising faster now, "No, you're being arrogant!"
He exhaled, "I don't understand why you came home and immediately started picking up fights"
"Maybe because you're making everything about you! We're not competing Satoru, we're in love!" you shouted, "But your ego is always in the way, isn't it, even with me.. And it's making you disrespectful and offensive"
His expression hardened, "I do respect you!"
"Then stop treating me like I'm beneath you"
He instantly snapped back, "Then stop being insecure because I'm stronger and accept it like everyone else already"
The moment those words left his lips he wanted to swallow them back.
He regretted each and every word.
He knew he went too far, he was just frustrated.
And when Gojo Satoru is frustrated, he tends to hurt people around him.
Your eyes were glassy, but you didn't cry.
"Baby..I ..." he stepped forward, his arm extending toward you.
But you took a step back, not flinching away, just no wanting him near you.
Your eyes burned through him and a chill ran down his spine.
You quickly started putting your shoes back again, and he tried to stop you, but you glared at him, "Don't. Don't you dare Satoru"
"Baby I didn't —" his eyes softened, but it was too late.
"You're so used to being the strongest" your voice dropped, "You forgot how to stand next to someone instead of above them... I pity you"
And that right there, hit him harder than any insult.
You didn't wait for him to say anything back, you just slammed the door and left.
He wanted to move, to stop you and solve all this, but his legs wouldn't let him.
He was struck by what you said and he stood there reflecting.
Satoru was scared, terrified of losing you and of the loneliness he's been hiding behind his strength.
ʏᴜᴛᴀ ᴏᴋᴋᴏᴛꜱᴜ : ꜱᴇʟꜰʟᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴇʟꜰɪꜱʜ
You didn't hear it from him, you heard it from someone else.
And that what made it worse.
The mission, the plan, the risks.
He might not come back alive.
You might lose him forever.
When you finally found him, he was too calm.
Sitting there like it's just another day.
Like he didn't agree to something that could end his life .
You were out of breath as you were running fast to find him.
When he looked up and his eyes met yours, he knew.
He just looked down, didn't answer but didn't deny it either.
Your chest tightened as you let out a shaky breath, "So it's true!"
He stood slowly, and took your hands in his gently, "I promise it's not as bad as it sounds—" he tried to comfort you.
You yanked your hands away, "Not as bad?" you cut him off, voice already shaking, "You agreed to a plan where you might die, Yuta!"
He exhaled, "I have to do it so no one else gets hurt"
"And what about you?" you asked.
He didn't answer right away, because to him, his safety wasn't the priority.
You let out a broken laugh, "Right. Of course you didn't think about yourself, because you always put others first"
"Love please.. I need you to understand me!" he started, eyes soft.
"Understand what?" you snapped, "That's you're willing to die? That's you're willing to leave me? To abandon what we have?"
He took a step forward, cupping your cheek, "Love that's not what I meant—"
"Then what did you mean? because from where I'm standing, it's like you're completely fine with dying as long as everyone else gets to live!" your voice rose, your emotions spilling all over the place.
"Sweetheart please.." he begged.
"Did you even think about me? about us?" your voice cracking.
He stared at you lovingly, his thumbs caressing your skin, and you involuntary leaned into his touch, "Of course I did.."
"Not enough" you shook your head, "Not enough to stop, to refuse throwing yourself in death's grasp"
That landed harder than expected.
"Please understand me, Yn.. you'd be safe—"
But you cut him off again with a scoff, a tear rolling down your cheek, "Safe?" you repeated, "You think that's what I care about? I don't care about being safe if you're gone, Yuta"
Silence crashed down, that comforting smile he was trying to maintain finally dropped.
"I can see it in your eyes, Yuta, you've already accepted the possibility if not making it out alive" your voice trembled, "And it's killing me already"
He was silent the whole time, heart shattering as he listened to you.
"You're being selfless to everyone but selfish to me" you expressed.
Yuta stopped in his tracks. Your words landed so deeply it felt like it went straight through him and stayed there.
But you continued, desperate to make him change his mind, "So you didn't think of a future with me? Am I that unimportant to you to leave behind?"
His breath hitched, "What? Love, of course I did. I always do. I've thought about a lifetime with you! Us getting married and being a family.."
You sniffled, "Then act like it. Act like you really want it to happen, because all what we dreamt of wouldn't be possible of you chose that risky mission over being with me"
He paused, and he realized that he's now in-between; choose the mission but guarantee a peaceful world or choose you and let the chaos take over.
"Don't go... please" you begged whispering, eyes full of tears and it broke him to see you like that.
He swallowed hard, hands shaking, he wanted to say a lot of things but words wouldn't come out.
"So you already took the decision, huh?" you asked.
You didn't wait. You were about to break down in tears so you left running.
"Love wait.. please" he called after you.
Yuta clutched his heart, he was hurting as well.
His eyes started watering, he was stuck in that dilemma, torn between two choices.
