SATOSHI, GO AWAY, GO AWAY ! 18+ M.LIST
Fanart by xiaoshy_otp on X | OC by @sweethearticism | 4.5k
â ď¸: Unlabeled Fratoshi x Nerd F!Reader, Go Away by Weezer & Best Coast, Cursing, Miscommunication, Angst, Pining, So Much Confusion (even Iâm confused), Implied Fingering in Public, Finger-sucking, Manipulation, Alcohol(ism), Drugs
Taglist: @1stmagnoila @koriknowsball @jinjen (comsec 2 be added)
Synopsis: Jujutsu Phiâs most troublesome duo, Sukuna and Toji, convinced your RA to let them throw a party at your building. Because the RA has a massive crush on Satoshi, she agreed, knowing he was part of the same frat. Now, what happens when that girl ruins what was supposed to be the night he stupidly confesses his undying love for you?
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âBaby, can we talk?â He asks with that raspy voice that gets your heart fluttering, but you make sure that you hold your groundâat least just this once.
âPretty girl, let me inâŚâ He mumbles. âPlease⌠Iâm so sorry.â
This has been going on for half an hour at this point.
âDonât push me away. Letâs talk about it.â
âI donât know what youâre talking about. I just donât want to see you.â
âLetâs not play dumb like that. Youâre my smart girl, right, babydoll?â He coos, hoping heâd catch your heart as easily as he did before.
âCâmon, babydoll! Itâs not real, I swear to fuckââ Satoshi bangs on your dormâs door again. Everyone is either still downstairs or in the halls, passed out or having a wicked hangover from the party the night before. âI was fucking drunk, okay?! I thought it was you!â Fuck, you were weak. You wanted to see him, to know it was all a sham.
You opened your door with a scowl written on your pretty face. Before you could think, words erupted out of your mouth like a mean volcano. âSo itâs not real but you were drunk and thought it was me?! Which is it, dumbass?!â You huff, looking at him like he was the last person youâd ever want to see. âAnd you donât need to explain yourself! Iâm not fucking upset, why the fuck would I be upset?! Youâre not my boyfriend!â You yellâyour tone betrayed every single thing you said.
Bla, bla, bla ⌠Proper name ⌠place name ⌠backstory stuff âŚ
He freezes, taking in the sight of you in nothing but your sleep shorts and the Digimon hoodie he gave you last week, when you were too cold during a lecture. You notice him staring, which made your frustrations grow. âAre you seriously staring at my thighs?! Ugh! Youâre impossible, Satoshi Gojo!â You shove him away from your door frame and slam the door, loud enough to echo.
âGo away!â You yell from the other side of the door.
The poor boy wasnât even able to react properly. One minute his eyes were feasting on heaven, the other a big white door separated his vision from it.
âIâm sorry, okay? I know Iâm not your boyfriendâbut fuck⌠Iâm trying to be.â He whispers the last few words like no oneâs ever supposed to know, not even him.
He slumps onto the floor, defeated. He doesnât move for another hour; he recounts the events of last night before passing out right outside your door.
âSatoshi!â Toji called out from downstairs.
The white-haired man groans. âWhat?â He said from his room.
âWeâre going to your girlâs building. The RA gave us permission to throw a party on their block!â Toji yelled as excited as the guys around him.
Upon hearing âyour girlâ coming out of his friendâs mouth, Satoshi immediately stood up. âWhat?! For real?!â He questioned, rushing down the stairs of the frat house that looked too well-kept for the rowdy college boys.
âYep! Turns out the RA has a crush on yââ
âYeah, yeah, enough yapping, letâs go!â Satoshi said while fixing his shirt that was probably two sizes too small.
Sukuna laughed. âYouâre a fucking simp.â
âYouâre just jealous that I can actually keep a girl.â
âYou mean a FuBu?â Sukuna teased.
Satoshi shrugged. âFubu, soon-to-be girlfriend, tomato, to-mah-to. You have neither.â He blew a raspberry against the pink-haired giant.
âWhatever, man.â Sukuna scoffed.
After a moment of childish bickering, the brothers make their way to your building. Satoshi was so excited to see you. They were setting up the drinks and music when Satoshi spotted your form. His eyes immediately lit up, and he ran to you.
He tried to seem cool, walking behind you slowly but not enough to seem creepy. âHey, princess.â He greets, voice suave.
You jump a bit, not expecting to be acknowledged by anyone. âSatoshi? What are you doing here?â
âWow, not even a hi or a kiss? That hurts, baby.â He replies dramatically.
You roll your eyes, but a smile creeps up your cheeks. âWhatever, loser.â You huff playfully, going on your tip toes to plant a kiss on the apple of his cheek, grasping his shoulders to steady yourself.
âHello, my beautiful baby prince, Satoshi!â You doubled down on his ridiculous request.
âThatâs more like it.â He smiled and kissed the apple of your cheek. âYouâre attending the party tonight, right?â
You looked at him, confused. âA party tonight? Is that why your fratâs here?â
He nodded. âMhm, you didnât know.â
âOh, um⌠I didnât know until earlier, so I guess we have that in common.â He says, carefree as always.
âI donât think Iâm going though⌠I need to study.â You pouted. Fuck, you looked so cute, pouting like youâd fail your final if you just had fun for one Friday night. He could just eat you up in every memory he has of you.
He cupped your cheeks in his large hands, they swallowed your face whole. The sight made him laugh. âYouâre too cute.â
Your face turned red, embarrassed, thinking he was laughing at you. He was just drowning in cuteness aggression, swear! âDonât laugh at meâŚâ You push him away gently.
His eyebrows furrow, and his arms immediately find their way around you. âOh nonono, baby. Iâm so sorry⌠I just thought you looked too adorableâŚâ He reassured you. That was another thing he loves about youâthe way your mouth would curl as your thoughts stabbed at you. It was too cute, too meekâtoo you.
âHow âbout I walk you back to your dorm, yeah? So you can continue studying?â
You nodded. âMaybe um⌠Iâll go to the party after I brush up on two subjectsâminimumâŚâ You mumble, and he smiled in response. âSounds like a plan.â
He took you back to your dorm, saying âSee ya later!â with a stupid smile on his perfect face.
Unfortunately for him, that moment of happiness was short lived. Satoshi got absolutely hammered even when he told himself that heâd be a bit more tame for you. He just got pulled into a drinking game, and he faltered.
âChug! Chug! Chug! Chug!â So juvenile.
âFuck, thatâs 6 shots, Satoshi! Ya sure youâre still alive??!â Sukunaâs boisterous laughs echos across the block.
âStill alive!â Satoshi announces, proud. He prances around the open area, drinking, smoking, and all that shit that you hate. Maybe this is why he wasnât your boyfriend yet. Maybe this is why youâve kept him in the friendzone for so long.
He parties a bit more, talking to his friends, talking to girls but not enough to give too much away.
âChoso! Yuki!â He greets.
âSatoshi!â Choso smiles, then he wonders where you are, but Satoshi only shrugs. Didnât he care about you a little too much two hours ago?
âProbably studying, finals and all that bullshit.â
âWhat? I didnât say anything wrong.â
âWell, yeah, but youâre obviously dangerously inebriated.â Yuki said.
âYeah, yeah, whatever.â
A few people were playing spin the bottle, and Satoshi just happened to be passing by. His eyes follow the empty glass of beer. Everything went hazy while he was being pushed into the middle. He felt like he was going to throw up.
âI wish that was me!â A few girls squealed. He couldnât remember their names. Uhh, the blonde? He made out with her a couple of times probably or that couldâve been another blonde. He doesnât really know.
âSatoshiâs literally so hot.â
âI dunno, I like Satoru more.â
âHeâs for the streets, girl.â
âProbably fucked more guys than you!â
He hears a few cheers, people chanting his name, and suddenly, he was pulled down by the collar and his lips crashed into someone elseâs. For a moment, he kissed her back. In his blurry mind, she kind of looked like youâsame hair, same height. But her perfume was different. This was weird.
You werenât bold, barely too noisy, never overbearing.
He pulled away. It was your RA.
âYouâre not herâŚâ He says your name like he was undeserving.
She laughs. âNope, Iâm much better! Your piercingâs cute by the way.â She winks.
Satoshi scowls. âNo damn way.â
âThe fuck?â She stares daggers into him, but he doesnât care.
As fury boiled in her soul, the large man then walks away, retreating to a secluded spot as the room starts to spin. He lets himself slide on the wall, tired, confused, and angry. How is he supposed to look at your beautiful face now.
Unfortunately for him, things were about to become 10x worse. One of the girlâs friends were able to get a picture of the kiss between her and Satoshi. After being rejected and embarrassed, she decided to use the photos to her advantage. She quickly posted it on her Instagram story, tagging all her friends so they could share it on their own. It was a petty fucking feud.
To no oneâs surprise, you saw the photo. You were literally just about to go out to meet him like you said you would. But when you saw that photo, fuck. The way her hands on Satoshiâs collar, so bold and direct, something you never were with him. Thatâs what she has that you just donât have. You know it, but if you asked him, would he say the same or would he lie and protect your feelings?
You sat on the edge of your bed, replaying the story with some Chase Atlantic background song that was more erotic than it was romantic. That was his type, right? Youâve seen him with girls like that countless of times before. You were pretty in your own right, but you kind of hoped you were pretty enough for him.
Thoughts swarmed your mind like restless buzzing bees. Did he really kiss someone else? You have no right to be jealous, so why did your heart clench? Were you too much of a loser? Did the kisses, cuddles, and sex really mean nothing? Were you really just friends?
Too many thoughts ran through your mind. You hoped it would stop.
It was the next day when he found out about what happened. Safe to say that Satoshi was livid. Toji and Sukuna were the first people that the hungover Satoshi saw. They were the ones that told him everything.
âThe nerd girl youâre always with didnât come out last night, didnât you say she was coming?â Toji said.
âShe probably saw that fuck ass photo.â Sukuna laughed. âProbably crying in her room like the crybaby she is, no?â
âWhat photo?â Satoshi asked, dumbfounded, brain still foggy.
âYou havenât seen?â
âObviously not.â The boy scowls.
Sukuna shows him the photo on the girlâs story with the caption, âfor the streets.â He would never call a woman a bitch, but your RA definitely tested his patience.
He looked at his hand, full of scribblesâa script of what he was supposed to tell you last night. The flowers in his car were probably wilted by now since the sun was shining high and bright.
Thatâs how he ended up knocking on your door for half an hour before you answered with a furious scowl.
Satoshiâs gone quiet. You wonder if he left. Thereâs a sick part of you thatâs hoping that heâs waiting. You want to be the girl he waits for, please let it be.
You open your door, bracing yourself for the absence of white tufts, but you find him on the floor with his back to the wall. He was fast asleep, clutching his stomach like it was painful to stay upright.
The sight almost made you bawl. Youâve liked him since freshman year, when he sat beside you during University Orientation Week. He clung to you since then, and your heart was his since then.
You left him your flaskâpink and full of stickers, some that he bought and a pain killer. Attached to the flask was a sticky note where, âIâm still mad at you btw :(â was written. Maybe you were hoping for a bit more, a push, a whine, Satoshi on his knees⌠just something. Perhaps you just wanted a storybook ending. It was a stupid little note. What are you even mad about? You donât even have the right to be mad.
This whole situation is stupid.
He wakes up, youâre no longer there. Satoshi drinks from your tumbler and downs the pill. Youâre always so thoughtful, even when youâre mad. He sits with his thoughts for a minute.
You like him, right? Thatâs why youâre hurt? Wow. Even his affirmations make him sound like a total jerk. He doesnât mean to make you feel less. Really, he doesnât. He just manages to make such shitty decisions time and time again. Satoshi hopes you donât get tired of it. God, please donât get tired of him.
He sighs. Maybe you deserve a better man (heâs more of a boy), someone who wonât kiss a random girl at a partyâsomeone whoâll be the knight in shining armor he isnât.
Satoshi standsâtries to at least. Then, he whispers at your door. âHey, baby. I donât know if youâre in there, but if you are, I just want to say Iâm sorry that I hurt your feelings. Iâll stop drinking and smoking if it makes you happy. Iâll stop acting like a fucking child.â
You didnât make a sound, but you listened. The fatigue in his voice made you want to cry. He sounds so broken. You wait for him to leave, finally letting a breath out once the sound of his footsteps fade.
Because of this whole catastrophe, you decide to message Shoko, your best friend.
usually, I wouldnât say I told u so
but this is literally the third time I told u ab a guy that wouldnât be good for you
he said heâd quit his vices
heâs no good for u, babes
donât get me wrong, heâs my friend, and heâs a good friend, but heâs incapable of holding down a proper relationship
and thatâs fine, just donât get attached
You put your phone down, groaning as you fall onto your bed. Shokoâs right. Satoruâs no good for you. He hasnât been since freshman year. But you liked that. He let you live a little crazy for a little whileâbe someone you never get to be.
Maybe you just liked the thrill, not the guy. Right, why would you like someone thatâs so obviously not good for you? More lies you tell yourself.
You sulk, not knowing what to do. Well, you did know what you were supposed to do in the interest of your mental well-being, but you also didnât want to abandon Satoshi.
Throughout the week, heâs been trying to make it up to you, but you werenât entirely sure that you wanted to give in too easily. If he got you as easy as he did other girls, he would want you less, no? Yeah, you stuck to thatâa stupid defense to stop yourself from getting your heart broken and breaking your own hopeful heart. Maybe Shoko was right. Maybe you just liked the sex.
That morning, he sends you a text like every day since the incident.
thank u for asking, toshii
youâre such a sweetheart, babydoll
You smile at that, but you wouldnât give him the satisfaction of a reaction.
He frowns at the message you read but didnât reply to. Satoshi was getting frustrated with your adamant refusal to give in.
âLook, girls like her donât stay with guys like us. You know that.â Sukuna says, trying to console his friend, failing miserably.
âBut I want her to fuckinâ stay.â
Sukuna shrugs. âThen you shouldnât have kissed her RA.â
âFor the last damn time, she kissed me!â Satoshi yells, frustrated.
His friend raises his hands in defeat. âYep, okay.â
He hated that no one was taking him seriously. He only wants you, and yet people talk about him like heâs a raging slut, whoâs going to run you. Like damn, he gets it. Heâs a jerk half the time but never to you. If heâs human scum to Toji, heâd switch it off for you. If he tells off Sukuna, heâll give him a big hug if you wanted him to. Satoshi just wanted you to choose him without being afraid. He wants to be the man you need.
Was he just a big fucking slut in your eyes now? You were never this mad at him. But maybe he just expected you to forgive him all the damn time.
Satoshi sulks. What the hell do you want from him? Heâll gladly give you anything: his card, his clothes, his lots, his houses, his everything! Why couldnât you just pick him, choose him, love him?
Frustrated, he goes to the university library, where he knows youâll be. Always studying, always worrying, always at armsâ reach.
He calls out your name, and you turn your head like a moth to a flame.
âSatoshiâŚâ You mumble nervously as he takes long strides towards you, closing in the distance. It felt suffocating, like one of him could block out an entire room.
âYouâve been avoiding and ignoring me.â He says.
When you look up at his face, you canât gauge his reaction. Itâs nonchalant but you know heâs hiding so much. You wish you could deduce what exactly that is.
You donât know what to reply.
âWhy?â He speaks again.
âYou know why.â Is the safest answer you could muster up. Would he be mad?
Yeah, he didnât initiate the kiss, but the whole premise felt wrong. Satoshi was drunk out of his mind like always, and everyone around him tolerated thatâencouraged it even! You werenât one to judge someone on vices alone, but this is an understandably different situation. Still, you felt compelled to forgive the idiot.
âI know, youâve told me.â You frown as he sits next to you. âAndâAnd I donât mean to diminish how she made you feel, but I canât help but feel insecure about it. I know youâre my not my boyfriend, and I know that itâs unfair, but I canât really change how I feel, SatoshiâŚâ You finally say.
He holds your wrists in his hands, large fingers circling over your forearm. âLook, I know you were in your room when I said this. I know you heard me. But like I said, Iâm trying.â He pauses, looks to the side like that would stop his heart from beating too loud. âTrying to be your boyfriend. Not just a weekend lover or a spring fling.â
âFuck, I want this, okay? Donât think that I donât, and justââ He sighs. âI donât know whatâs wrong with me.â
Satoshi catches a glimpse of your confused expression with tears building up in the corners of your pretty eyes. He hates himself for thinking about how cute you are right now.
Your lips curl into an ugly pout, frustrated about your own feelings crashing down with your stress from academia. You were absolutely overwhelmed.
âOh, babyâŚâ He coos, holding your face in his hands. His thumbs brush the hot tears threatening to fall.
His actions make you start sobbing.
He retreats from his chair and gets on his knees in front of you. âIâm so sorry, princess.â How else was he supposed to tell you that he didnât mean it? Fuck, he doesnât know.
âItâs not you, âToshi⌠âm just so overwhelmed, okay? And this is just too much⌠Maybe if I was just a little less tense then it wouldâve been fixed. But Iâm not.â You explain. âThereâs you, that girl, my studies, and a test I almost got a C on.â You let out a shaky sob. âFuckâŚâ
He frowns and draws circles on your knees, and you laugh. ââToshi⌠that ticklesâŚâ You murmur through a sniffle. His lips press onto your knee. âSorry, babydoll, âcouldnât resist.â
You hate that he gets to have you.
Then, he rubs your things with his palms in a pattern you know all too well. Is he really doing this shit in a library?
âCan you give me one more chance?â He asks with baby blue puppy eyes. Satoshi being so cute is so unfair! How can someone literally have it all? Looks, money, charmâfuck. You donât know if you want to be him or be with him.
Heâs a jerk, and youâre an idiot. A total fucking idiot.
You hesitate for a bit, and you see the shift in his moodâfrom a little carefree to worried. âOkayâŚâ You whisper, unsure but unwilling to hurt his feelings.
The skin on your nose curls with every sniffle, just asking to be babied.
âAwee, youâre such an angel to your dear âToshi!â He says, clearly patronizing you now that youâre back in his grasp.
He sits back on the wooden chair, pulling you onto his lap, your back to his chest. âI should reward that, no?â Your breath hitches. You know what that means, and you donât know whether to be scared or excited.
You just nod, hoping and waiting.
âYouâre so pliant.â He whispers in your ear, licking the shell with his hot tongue. His piercing added an extra shock, the cold metal brushing against the cartilage like it wanted to be embedded into you.
Your hands fly to your mouth, to muffle the lewd noises that were coming out as Satoshi continued to to touch you inappropriately.
âDidnât you miss this?â
âNo way.â You lie through your teeth, too obvious, even for a boy like Satoshi.
âAre you sure, baby?â He pushed further.
âIâm sure.â You say, trying to sound authoritative but failing.
How does he manage to do itâshut others out like it wasnât a problem? Maybe thatâs just how it is when people are always drawn to you, no? You never fear being alone.
He stands, placing you back down on the chair, attempting to leave without a word.
You were surprised, now nervous about your next move. Before you could take an actual second to think, your hand shoots up to catch his wrist.
âWait!â A meek yell erupts from your shy voice.
He smirks. âOh?â When he turns to you, a soft pout was written on his face.
âBut now you hurt my feelings, princess.â
You make a small noise, about to cry again. ââToshiâŚâ
âOh, babydollâŚâ He whispers, immediately wrapping his arms around you. His fingers lift your chin up. âSo pretty.â He whispers while leaning down to kiss the apple of your cheek.
His forehead rests on yours for a minute. Heâs trying to tell himself itâs all okayâhe hasnât lost you⌠not yet.
Then, he looks down at your face, brushing a few stray hairs away from your face. âYou look so sweet, pretty. Ya taste sweet too, no?â
His hand travels under your skirt, and one of his fingers hook under your thin cotton panties. God, he could just picture you wearing the pretty set he got you a while back. He hopes thatâs what youâre wearing.
Satoshiâs greed gets the best of him because his next course of action was to take a swipe at your drooling slit. âFuck, so wet fâme.â He rasps, pulling his hand back and placing his finger in his mouth. You were his favorite flavor.
You didnât even have enough time to react. A small whine left your lips and that was it. It took you a moment to turn red as you realize what he had just done. You were in a library for fuckâs sake! Why the hell were you about to get down and dirty with the guy your friends call a manwhore??
âYou should have a taste, yeah?â He laughs at your confused expression.
You were interrupted by Satoshi ramming a finger into your mouth. His saliva mixed with the sweetness of your pussy juice. âSo fuckinâ dirty.â He scoffs.
ââThis what Shokoâs always protecting? Your slutty ass?â Again, he laughs. âBet sheâd hate to know that her pretty innocent best friend is about to cum from sucking her other best friendâs finger, no?â
You whimper. ââToshiâŚ!â
âWhat? âm not doing a thing, sweets.â He smiles, feigning innocence as he takes his hand back, only for it to dip back down into your pretty panties.
He could feel just how wet you are, consumed by the dirty thoughts.
Your legs start to shake as soon as his middle finger enters your aching heat. So fucking long and too fucking good. âAhn~! ToshiâŚ.â You whine as he slowed down his ministrations. He wonât give you the satisfaction of cumming right now. You have to be patient about it.
He curls his fingers just enough to hit that sweet spot in your gummy walls. Slowly, he slips another finger in to stretch you out just a bit more. What kind of man was he without prep?
After a hot minute of a frustrating pace from Satoshi, you tug at his shirt. âFaster, âToshiâŚâ You whine. âI wanna cum⌠pleaseâŚâ
He doesnât listen. Why would he? He doesnât need to.
Satoshiâs fingers quicken, curling and thrusting in and out of you like itâs an olympic sport. His thumb is on your clit, rubbing circles on the nervous bud. âFuââ Before you could finish your curse, he covers your mouth with his palm.
âShit.â There was no warning, no signânothing.
Sticky slick coated your thighs with a thin glossy film. Satoshi only laughs. âYouâre such a dirty girl, princess.â
Satoshi Gojo is yours and youâre Satoshiâs girlâalways there to remind you whenever you needed it. He smashes his lips into yours.
âFuck, yeahâŚâ He breathes.
âMy dick sure hopes heâs next.â He says like a weird, but you guess itâs okay. Pretty people can be weird, you guess.
You had to get back to studying, but you needed to clear your headspace. This is the most overwhelming set you ever. You just sigh, falling onto him, so fucking tired mentally and just clenching with your pussy if it meant literally.
âLetâsâgo somewhere elseâŚâ
He smiles. âNot an exhibitionist? Thatâs okay, I can coax that out of you.â You turn red, but finally smiling sweetly. Yeah, you wanted it; you just donât want to be the one to bring it up.
Youâre both so fucking confusing, will you ever end up with the hard boy frat boy? One minute heâs absolutely worshipping the hell out of you. Another minute and his mindâs been drifting to shitty nasty places. Whatâs worse is youâre just going with it. Why wouldnât you?
âIâll take you back to the frat house, okay? Iâll show you just how sorry your poor âToshi is.â He says with a faux pout that fits his curated persona a little too well.
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