Jujutsu Kaisen Whatnot (one-shots)

Gojo breaking up with you.

Another day, another step back. You felt as though you were only going backwards in your relationship with Satoru Gojo. What hurts the most was that all those memories of you and him being in love were only that-- memories. Nothing had felt the same for far too long. Everyone had told you it was simply the honeymoon phase ending and now you two were getting into your actual long term relationship but it didn't feel that way at all.

You only had yourself to blame for this though. You knew what you had signed up for in trying to tame the stallion that was Satoru Gojo. You thought that with enough support, sex, and love, you could do it. Oh, how naive you were for trying. Gojo was still the same person, after all, nothing had changed.

Losing someone you love is always painful, but what ruins people is the pain of it happening slowly, right before their eyes. No more texts throughout the day to say "I love you," no more cuddles, or impromptu massage sessions-- you two hardly even stood in the same room as each other. You two had been passionate and loving, it felt as though he were the sun you had been searching so desperately for. You seemed to have forgotten that the sun sets eventually. So, as you stepped into your shared apartment with Gojo and saw him sitting in a chair in front of the door, you weren't surprised.

"Satoru, how was work?" You asked, trying to avoid the serious conversation you had been expecting.

"(Y/n), I need to talk to you." He sighed, standing up.

"I am talking to you, or I'm trying to. Now, how was work?" You smile stiffly,  setting your keys down on the marble kitchen countertops.

"I can't keep doing this, (y/n)! It's suffocating!" He scoffed bitterly.

"Suffocating? Was I suffocating you when you went out at ungodly hours and didn't return for days without so much as a text to let me know you were okay? Did I suffocate you when I waited for you with dinner until it went cold? Was it suffocating all those times that I held your hand through your mental breakdowns? When have I ever tried to suffocate you?" You turned around, quickly angering from his words. You were tired.

He simply said nothing, which you took as a sign to continue talking.

"Never have I suffocated you, I've always given you the space you asked for, you never even had to ask. Why can't you just tell me the truth; you're just as tired of this as I am." You sat down on the couch, putting your face in your hand.

"I found someone else." His sudden words stung more than he meant them to.

"I fucking knew it." Your voice was soft as you couldn't find the strength to use it. Your words came out sad instead of angry, but that was okay with you.

"We both knew it was coming, it has been for a while. I was bound to leave you for someone else... I... I must say I didn't expect it to still hurt like this though." He laughed sadly.

"It hurts because we both cared, we wanted this so badly but we've been fighting a losing battle from the start. You're you after all." You shook your head, the tears gathering in your lashes since you refused to let them fall.

"We had a good run while it lasted though." He sat beside you and took your hand.

"Don't do that, please don't do that." Your voice cracked as you pulled your hand away and stood up.

"Don't start acting like you care all of a sudden, don't give me that false hope." You waved your shaking hands at him as if to say 'no more.'

"(Y/n)-"

"Don't, Satoru! Why are you making this so damn hard? Make me hate you; yell at me, tell me how much you hate me, how much I ruined your life. I can forgive myself if I did something wrong but the fact that it was nothing will only eat me away from the inside out. Please..." You fell to your knees, clutching your chest. The tears were already falling and you could do nothing to stop them.

"I'm sorry it had to end like this." He spoke softly.

"You're sorry? You asked for this, didn't you?"

Everyone you ever said I love you to had left, Satoru was no different. Every day with him was another step back and now there was nowhere else for you to step; you had run out of time.