𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

(x) argument

"hey", satoru stood before her. the mental image of girl 1 and girl 2 with him popped up in her head. her throat went dry.

"what is it?", she asked

"yuji's not dead anymore"

"what the- what?!", she exclaimed, "his heart was literally- oh wait, sukuna pulled some shit right?"

"yup. don't tell anyone he's alive yet", he replied, "anyway i came to tell you- wait, are you leaving?"

"mhmm", she nodded, "i was here for a job and now it's done"

"oh", he looked visibly disappointed, "that soon?"

"yup", she didn't know why she was so angry. it was his choice after all. they are broken up. he can do whatever he wants now, even sleep with half of tokyo.

"y/n", he began, "can you stay for a bit?"

"why?", she asked, her patience running thin

"because...", he was clearly looking for the right words to say, "i don't want you to go"

"satoru how about you stop acting like you care about me?", she asked bluntly

"you okay?"

"see that. stop doing that.", she said, "please. you don't give a fuck about me."

"yeah i'm the one that doesn't give a fuck when you're the one who disappeared without any explanation."

his words angered her. how could he say that? how dare he?

"you dumped me", she said slowly, "YOU dumped me. and i couldn't even blame you for it. the same way you couldn't blame me for doing what i thought was best for me."

"you could've told me", he said quietly, "that you were leaving"

"why?", she asked, tears welling up in her eyes, "what would you have done? why did it even matter that i was gone?!"

"because i still cared about you"

"you can't have it both ways satoru", she bit her bottom lip trying not to cry, "i know you're used to having whatever you want. so you don't understand."

"y/n don't cry", he laid a hand on her shoulder but she shrugged it off

"please go", she inhaled sharply, a tear finally rolling down her face, "please"

"i don't want you to cry-", he took off his blindfold, "don't"

"of course. it's always about what he wants".

he couldn't keep it from her anymore.

"satoru-"

"i love you"

she froze. he had the audacity. to tell her that.

and that wasn't even the worst part. the worst part was that he looked like he meant it. no one had ever seen him so vulnerable, and frankly, besides her, no one ever would.

"go fuck yourself", she said flatly, "better yet go fuck one of those whores you keep meeting in bars"

he looked at her with widened eyes, "how did you-"

"bye satoru", she said, slamming the door in his face.

-•-•-•-

"yo gojo", ieri called, snapping her fingers in front of his face so he zoned back in from whatever he was thinking

"yea?"

"what happened between you and y/n?", she asked cautiously

"i told her i loved her right after she find out i was a man whore", he sucked thoughtfully on the lollipop he was holding, "so you know, everything's spectacular"

"did you tell her why you broke up with her?"

"i was going to, but she was just really mad and slammed the door in my face"

"i don't blame her"

"nope", he got up from where he was sitting, "well i'm off to train yuji. she must've already left by now anyway."

"i have this feeling that she won't", shoko muttered as he left

y/n was in fact at the airport, leaving again without telling the people who cared about her. yaga-sensei had very surprisingly offered to look after kuro.

she stared at the boarding pass in her hands. was she overreacting? should she have stayed longer? what good would even come out of staying longer?

"y/n?", another familiar, deep voice made her ears perk up.

"kento senpai?"

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hello everyone, i just wanna say pls don't think y/n is being dramatic rn. like pls. thanks.