𝑯𝒊𝒔 𝑫𝒓𝒖𝒈 | 𝑺.𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐

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Gojo poured himself another cup of alcohol. This is his fifth cup for the night. Nanami and Alisha up and left for a dinner. Nanami trusted the both of them enough to keep them home by themselves until he and Alisha got back.

After that morning Gojo and Y/N barely talked. He tried to though, however she just shoved him away.

It's like the roles have been reversed. Why is that everything takes a complete circle back to tragedy? Whenever they're doing completely fine something happens to make their lives more hell.

He can't fake it though, being happy with her. Like said before, he only wanted to give her his love for just a bit more until he left and got completely better.

Gojo drank his cup a quarter down. He nearly puked, but kept it down. He heaved a sigh, thinking of anything he can do.

Gojo wiped his eyes. It was only then he noticed he'd been crying. He hated this. When he's trying things take a shitty turn, when he's not things still take a shitty turn.

He knows that he can't be perfect, and he won't ever be perfect. Gojo tried his chance at drinking another cup, but refrained from doing so.

"I'm trying, God. I'm actually trying." He knows that when he leaves, when he gets better that things won't ever be normal. Hence why he has to let go of her. Hence why he has to kick the bucket when he enters.

He doesn't want to see her sad again, she's been so ever since that night. He doesn't want to fix his mouth to shout at her again, to posses himself to hit her again or to call her names.

"It wasn't me." He whispers in his distress.

Itadori is going to hate him for as long as he lives, Megumi is going to look at him differently, no matter how hard he tries to fix their relationship and Nobara...she won't speak to him.

"I don't want them to hate me." He sobs. At this point, he's talking to nobody else but themselves. However he knows this outcome is destined to happen.

He won't be able to fake it, his happiness, he's not even sure he'd be able to feel that way after this.

"Y/N I'm sorry." He cries. The glass cup slipped from his fingers and spilled. It rolled from the table and landed to the floor, shattering on impact.

Y/N, who was upstairs sleeping, woke due to the sound. She glanced around the empty room, feeling cold so suddenly. She sat up and wiped her eyes, stretching a yawn.

Y/N checked the time on her phone, 3:33a.m. She also saw a message that belonged to Geto.

Y/N scrunched her brows and opened their chat, reading the message he sent.

Geto
I know it's late, and I know you're probably asleep by now but...I saw the two of you and you looked genuinel... happy. That was probably the best thing for me to see that night. Didn't want to disturb you by texting so I kind of chickened out. Now I'm going to accept the fact that we'll forever be friends, sleep tight princess.
       P.S.I'll always love you.

Sent 3:00a.m.

Y/N heard another crash downstairs and threw the covers off of her. She remembered that Nanami told her and Gojo that they would be gone for tonight. Something about a date and having some alone time.

It's probably then but...she found it strange that they'd break anything. Also...

"Gojo!" Y/N quickly opened the door and skipped downstairs to see what was really going on at three in the morning. She was hopping Gojo didn't relapse. God she wished that wasn't the case at all. They've come so far, too far for that to be ruined again.