Living With Lies || Gojo Satoru

Chapter 7

It felt like hours had passed by since Fumio left him at the rooftop, shocked, shaken, confused and hurt.

Oh so very hurt.

But the pain wasn't physically, well some of it was. Satoru laid there on the hard dusty concrete floor, trying to make sense of what had happened.

Fumio had lied?

Fumio who was his husband the love of his life, was also the person who tried his very best to kill him. On the other hand he had done the same. He had lied too, But everything he felt, it was all genuine and nothing was fake about that. Was it the same for Fumio? Was Satoru just a cover up to him. He needed to know. He needed to talk to him, and there's only one way for that to happen.

Satoru comlink was crackling back to life.

He was in a dazed state when he heard Geto's worried voice.

"Satoru? Satoru! Answer me damnit!" Satoru reached his hand to his earpiece activating the communication button.

"Yeah I'm here"

"Oh thank God. Where are you what happened, why did you close off the comlink" Geto bombarded him with questions.

"I ran into some... Complications" Satoru mumbled in a daze.

"Where are you?"

"Cross towers rooftop... I'm kind of bleeding and I think I hit my head... The guy he's... He escaped I didn't get to look at his face"

Geto's sigh could he heard through the earpiece as he said "Alright I'm sending someone to get-"

"No dont" Satoru cut him before he could finish "I'm fine. I'll be back at the base in a little while just... Cover of me until them please"

"Sure"

The report he had to give was the worst not only were there now two failed missions on his records within a weeks time but the higher up seemed to think he's lost his edge. The only good thing was that the assassins killing pattern had been uncovered and that Kimuni Fugou Fagah whatever his name was, was alive.

Satoru's head was pounding probably due to the mild head injury he'd received. But he needed this. A drink in hand he threw his head back drowning the shot, it hurt but he needed the liquid courage for what he plans to do.

Geting up from the stool he grabs his jacket and moves toward the exit, to proceed with his plan.
Pulling out his phone he texts fumio.

HusbanDork🍑
Come home. We need to talk.

Fumio was expecting a lot of reactions from satoru. But this wasn't one of them. He stared at his phone for a solid minute. Satoru was to talk to him. After he lied, After he tried to kill him. Satoru's been lying to him.

The business, the trip, the job the damn mugging.

He lied about everything.

Was this whole marriage a lie. Was Fumio just some big cover up for Satoru, though Fumio had done all of that to Satoru as well. The only way to get answers is to go look for them.

Fumio opened the front door to their home it was unlock, the house was dark it didn't look like anyone was home but Fumio knew that Satoru was inside. His shot gun in his back pocket was there in case of an emergency. But it was still here.

Fumio quietly and slowly made his was inside and towards the living room when the kitchen light turned on. Fumio whirled around to face Satoru who was heavily leaning against the counter. A glass of water in front of him.

They both just stared at each other for a few seconds unsure of what to say and how to say it.

"Well... This is awkward. I don't ever remember a time when I was awkward around you" Satoru playfully tried to rid the tense atmosphere.

"October of later year when you got food poisoning form all the candy and you-"

"WE SWEARED TO NEVER TALK ABOUT IT. Why are you talk about it" Satoru loudly interjected face flushed and embarrassed. Fumio couldn't help but chuckle.

The atmosphere around them was suddenly turning tense again. Questions left not asked were eating at them.

"We have to talk about this" Fumio stated firmly.

"Yeah"

"It's obvious we... We have hid things from each other and have lied about certain parts of our lives" Fumio gently started the sensitive conversation.

"I lied to you about my job, I lied to you about the trips I took for my job, I lied about a lot of stuff. But I have never lied to you about my feelings. I have never lied to regarding our relationship I have never lied to you about my love for you or anything regarding you." Satoru spoke each word firmly moving closer to Where Fumio was standing

Fumio let out a breath he didn't know he was holding "Good. Because I have also lied to you about my job and overtime. I have lied to you about many things but I have never ever lied to you about how much you mean to me. I have never lied to you about our marriage. I married you because I love you not because I have too. I married you because I can't live without you and you make me crazy, not because of some stupid scheme. I need you to know that. I love you"

Somewhere in between his little speach Fumio had unconsciously moved closer to Satoru, they were standing close enough that their breaths were fanning each other's face.
Satoru snaked his arms around Fumio's neck putting his chin on Fumio's head.

"I love you too. And knowing that you know how to work and handle a bazooka is a real turn on" Satoru made to kiss Fumio's lips only to have them pull away as Fumio's eyes widened "That's was you!?"

Satoru pulled Fumio closer again "Yes. Now stop ruining the moment" Satoru said before pulling Fumio in for a bruising kiss.

Satoru hands running through Fumio's hair and pulling slightly. Fumio's hand went to feel him up all over his body. Satoru overwhelmed with the sensation, moans into their kisses, Satoru's own hands resting on Fumio's shoulders, fingernails digging into the muscled toned skin.

Fumio's hands racked down Satoru's back, and settled on his ass, Satoru could feel his back arch. Fumio pulls him closer, their bodies nearly smashed together. Fumio captures Satoru's bottom lip in his teeth, and teases a bite before slipping his tongue into the Satoru's mouth eyes closing on instinct.

Satoru pulled away long enough to mumble "bedroom" before kissing him again and pulling him to the direction of their bedroom.
Upon entering their bedroom fumio closes the door behind them and moves to throw Satoru onto the bed and crawling between his legs and kissing him again.

"Is this your way of promising me a good time?" Satoru asked between kisses.

"Oh sweetheart. I'm about to show you just how much I love you"