𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙆𝙀𝙔 - ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ

xvi.

"shut up. you're just horny again because there's a girl in front of you" im tired of this bullshit. "where's your assistant, hm? is she just one of your toys too? for fuck's sake gojo! new week, new woman?"

gojo was taken aback by your words. he slowly removed his hand from your neck and lipped a 'sorry'

the air was filled with nothing but silence. you two just stared at each other for a minute until gojo looks away.

"gojo... if you've got nothing more to say, i'm leaving." you took off your seatbelt.

"what i said earlier, when we were at the back... of this car... i mean what i said." gojo tightens his grip on his steering wheel.

"i already told you, gojo. i don't feel the same because i already like someone."

"right. sorry... have a great night, (y/n)." he turns to you and he gave you a small smile.

"you too, gojo." you smiled back before stepping out of the car.

he waited for you to get inside of your house before he drives home.

gojo's pov

this is hopeless but i really can't get rid of these feelings for her. she clearly hates me but i can't find any reason to give up. i should give up but i really can't, i don't want to. she's definitely different from all the other girls i've hooked up with.

i thought i'll forget her easily when i hook up with other girls but i can't.

at first, i thought she'll be just one of the girls i've hooked up with, but she's the one who stood out the most. not because of sex.

it hurts when every corner of the room reminds me of her, i can still smell her scent on my bed.

all i can do is just look at those memories i have with her. that's all i have...

good lord, i fucked up real bad.

i'll just drink these problems away.

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i just arrived at my new house. i still haven't told her yet about what happened but i think that's the right thing to do.

before i went home, i bought nine bottles of beer, and i have four extra cans of beer in the fridge from last night. this will help me forget those problems even if it's just temporary.

i have to go back to the university next week to teach but who cares anymore. besides, it'll be just a little hangover. i don't have any motivation to do the things i used to enjoy doing.

it hurts to see you and act everyday like we're just teacher and student because we have to keep it lowkey.

i already messed up and this is all my fault.

i wish you were here.

i hope you still remembert those nights where we whispered sweet nothings to each other until we both drifted off to sleep.

you looked so beautiful, and the way the moonlight hit your face while you were laying down next to me. i could stare at your face forever, but i think that'll be a little creepy.

all i can do is just smile and wish that these things can happen again... hopefully.

i miss the feeling of your bare, warm and soft skin against mine... it felt so nice and warm to be in each other's arms. i will miss the way how your sweet voice greets me first thing in the morning.

the way you smile, god. are you even real? the way your eyes also smile when you smile. you have the most beautiful smile, baby.

i would love to spend my whole life with you but i know that's not gonna happen anymore since you already have someone in your heart. you chose to leave me for someone else. and all i can i do is hope that he's treating you how you deserve to be treated.

if we're not really meant for each other, perhaps we can try again in the next lifetime?

you're still the one i'll choose to love in the next lifetime.

cheers to the love we can't have.

end of gojo's pov

"this is night is so lonely." you whispered to yourself as you stare at your plain ceiling.

your body's weak but your mind's active. give me a fucking break oh my gosh.

and i'm hungry.

you jumped off your bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. you glance at the clock above the door.

1 am already?!

you shrugged your shoulders and opened the fridge, scanning it for food.

nothing good.

you also checked the food pantry but nothing.

"should i run to the convenience store and buy snacks?"
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"fuck it."

you grabbed your beanie, phone, and wallet before leaving the house to go to the store. you wore your sweats and sweater, your sleeping clothes, on the way to the convenience store.

hopefully it's still open though.

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"nO! i neeeed to goo insiiiide! LET ME INNNNN!"

what the.

"but sir, it's already closed! please go home!"

oh, this seems like a good show. i should check it out.

"cAn't yOu seee i fuckiinnng neeed it?!"

you peeked on the corner to see what's happpening.

a tall man, obviously drunk, being stopped by a security guard.

holy shit.