My Mind Always Finds It's Way Back to You

chapter five

A weird, quiet tension filled the apartment—why the hell was Gojo here? Obviously Megumi was the one who invited him, but why? And why did Gojo even come in the first place... he was supposed to be overseas for work or something.

From beside you, Megumi groaned and threw Gojo's freakishly long arm off of him, sliding out from his grasp. "Gojo... I thought I told you not to come, no—I know I told you. I specifically said, ''do not come.'"

A devilish grin spread across the white haired man's features, and he pulled you into a side hug, rubbing his cheek on your own. "I know you said that! But I wanted to visit anyway, so I disregarded it!"

You moved out of his grasp as well—rolling your eyes as he frowned—and took a seat at the kitchen table.

Gojo threw his hands up in the air and let out an exasperated sigh. " You were the one who asked me to come! You wanted my help!"

Megumi sent a glare his way, and you could practically see a dark aura forming around him. Why did Megumi ask him to come in the first place? You had a feeling it had something to do with the fight you guys were in before, but you remained quiet.

Gojo took Megumi's hint, thankfully, and changed the subject. He took a seat next to you and propped his elbows up on the table. "So~how's my little cutie doing? School's going well?"

You rolled your eyes at his dumb nickname, but you felt happy with this familiar feeling. Gojo had always been sort of an older brother figure to you, and even though he was annoying 99% of the time, his presence was like light.

"I'm not your little cutie, but school is going fine, thanks for asking. How's work going?"

A sigh escaped his lips as he sat back in his chair more, tilting his head back to look at the roof. "It's good. The pay is really good, but it's a trying job. I barely have enough time for hookups anymore."

Your smile dropped as he finished speaking, and you were about to slap him, but Megumi beat you to it. Once a man whore, always a man whore...

"You're such a prick." He said, slapping Gojo in the back of the head, causing him to jolt forward.

A whine escaped the older man's mouth as he clutched his head. "Ow! [name], are you going to just let him abuse me like that?"

"You deserve it... prick." You stuck your tongue out at him, and he whined again.

"You guys suck... all you do is use me for my money and my Netflix account. What kind of friends are you?" Gojo rested his head on the table, and Megumi finally sat down with the two of you.

You brought your head up to ruffle his hair lightly. "We're good friends who don't want you to be a baby daddy to a random one night stand... and we also use your Netflix account because you're rich. It's a give and take system."

Megumi nodded from his spot across from you, a hint of a grin on his lips. Suddenly, Gojo sat up, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes.

"Speaking of one night stands, how's that going for you?" He grinned.

You furrowed your eyebrows a little, "What do you mean?"

He leaned forward towards you a little more. "I mean, have you two had a lot of hookups since you started college? That's kinda the whole point of it, to be honest."

Your face felt a little warm because of the topic, but you shook your head. "Yeah, forget the whole learning aspect of college... and it's not really any of your business, weirdo."