𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙆𝙀𝙔 - ɢᴏᴊᴏ ꜱᴀᴛᴏʀᴜ

xix.

"come on, don't be sad! i'm waaaaay better than him anyway, riiiight?" gojo snakes his arm around your shoulder and pulled you close to him.

"not in a million years"

"i'll make you say that i'm better than him by the end of the day" gojo puffs his chest out and places his hand on his hips, trying to look confident.

"alright. but we can't have sex nor kiss, got it?"

"whaaaaat?! even just one kiss on the forehead?"

"do you think every girl's just gonna fall in love with some guy who only uses her for sex? guys who only use girls for their own pleasure is pathetic."

"no! what are you talking about? i didn't mean it like that." gojo shakes his head.

"well, i AM just one of your fucktoys right?" you raised a brow and looked at gojo straight into his eyes.

"i– no..."

"whatever."

gojo gently takes your hand and he lifts your chin up to look at him.

"i like you. alot... i really, really do." gojo squeezes your hand but not tight enough to hurt you.

"look, we already talked about this..."

"i-i know. i can't just give up because i really want you back, (y/n)"

"gojo, you'll just get tired of it and i'm a hundred percent sure with toji already." you tried removing your hand from gojo's grasp but his grip got tighter.

"what if he hurts you? i've known that fucker for a long time already and he really doesn't take relationships seriously."

"you've already hurt me enough, gojo. don't i deserve to be happy?"

gojo's grip loosened, letting you go. he sighs and looks down on his hands while biting his bottom lip.

"you're right. i'm sorry"

"you can go home now if you want. i don't need you to stay here anymore." you said while avoiding eye contact with gojo. you hugged your knees closer to you.

"i can't compete with the man that you clearly love. i hope he never hurts you, and that–" gojo stops for a second just to look at your face for the last time. "...i hope you're happy... and i know these are the words you never want to hear from me, but i love you so much." he gives you a faint smile, but you can clearly see that he's hurting inside.

"...don't worry about me saying i love you right now because i'm completely sober now. but when i said 'i love you' last night while i'm tipsy, i mean it." he lets out a sad laugh, somehow trying to lighten up the heavy atmosphere.

gojo stays still for a minute, waiting for you to respond or react. nothing.

"goodbye, (y/n)." gojo was about to rub your back but he hesitated. he lets out a sigh before he stands us from your bed. without anything else, he left your room.

not long after, you heard your front gate close. so he already left...

you jumped off the bed to look out the window.

you see gojo with his head down, sobbing with his forearm above his eyes, wiping the tears off his eyes with the sleeve of the sweater.

you watched him walk away as his figure gets smaller and smaller as he's walking away.

people were pointing and looking at him but gojo didn't care. it was too heavy for his heart to handle.

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you spent the rest of your day at toji's. you and toji made up from having rough sex. it's what both of you wanted as you gave in right away after he kissed you roughly.

right now, he's sleeping peacefully beside you while your mind's bugging you, keeping you awake.

you struggle to get out of bed because your whole body's aching. i just need water goddamit.

you walked to the kitchen, with only a towel wrapped around your body. you grabbed a glass of water and sat down the couch.

i wonder how he is right now.

you typed his name in the search bar, but nothing showed up. you checked every person you follow in your social media account, and still no sign of gojo.

he blocked me... or maybe he deactivated...?psh, who cares?! i shouldn't worry about him.

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it's back to fucking school aka hell.

gojo was absent for three days straight and there's a new substitute teacher.

is he quitting his job?

you can't help but be bothered by gossips around you while you and Louise talk about random things.

"yo, did you see him?"

"god, he did a terrible job with that make up. it still looks visible."

"i hope he's okay."

"i'm glad he's back though!"

gojo's back?

"you gucci, gurl?" louise snaps his fingers in front of you to catch your attention.

"yeah... did you see gojo?" you ask louise.

"oh, yeah. what happened to him?"

huh..?

"shit, the professor's coming! hurry, put away your gambling cards before he gets them!" the guy runs back to his seat and shoved his cards inside the bag of his friend.

ah shit, here we go again.