"𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙞 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙙"
6 years after they broke up, y/n meets gojo satoru, her slightly narcissistic, heartthrob ex from her jujutsu high days.
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"my hotel", he replied as they got into the car and driver he'd paid to follow him around.
"why?"
"it's fancier"
"of course", she rolled her eyes
"it has good dessert"
"sold"
"you seem nervous", he said as she looked outside the window
"yeah i am", she admitted
"should i tell him? wtf happens if i tell him i love him? idk. but lack of communication is what brought us here in the first place"
"why?"
"i..", she looked ahead at the driver and rolled up the divider between the front and back seats. "have something to tell you"
"oh fuck now i can't even go back. i should just tell him. come on y/n, fucking have some confidence"
"should we stop for a drink?", he asked, "to calm the nerves?"
"no thank you i'm fine-"
"my nerves, i'm talking about my nerves"
"okay, one drink"
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"no so my point was, i should kill the person that named it blueberry", satoru said, stuttering a little bit as he spoke, "it's a whole scam. why not just name it purpleberry instead of giving false hope like that."
"i approve", y/n hummed drowsily
they were at a small, random bar that was hidden away due to a sharp turn off the road. the driver had recommended it so they had just gone with the flow. it turned out to be a hidden gem.
they were sitting in the last two seats facing the bar counter, talking about nonsense. anyone who saw them would've never guessed that they were the world's two strongest shamans.
"weren't we supposed to talk?", y/n asked, resting her chin in the palm of her hand, "why are we drunk?!"
she knew exactly why. it was to delay telling him she loved him. she was still scared of saying it out loud.
but all thoughts were blurred together right now, and she didn't feel so scared anymore. whoever said 'liquid courage' works knew what they were talking about.
"i don't know", he shook his head, "how did we even start drinking?"
"something about honesty....", she thought out loud, "and then.... and...."
"....."
"oh right! i've got it", she pressed a finger to his lips, "shhhhh let me explain"
"hmmm", he was hardly paying attention because he was so focused that her finger was on his lips
