Into Infinity | Satoru Gojo x Female Reader

Chapter 24

The Himalayas, one of the most majestic mountain ranges in the world, and they do no less than take your breath away.

In the span of a few months you've now been to two of the world's most beautiful countries, and you get the sense that this is only the beginning—life with Gojo feels limitless.

The two of you arrive at a bustling village at the base of the mountains along the border of Nepal and Tibet, with a beautiful backdrop of Mount Everest. The air here is fresh and open, carrying with it the promise of incoming autumn. You are not high enough to experience the sub-zero temperatures of high altitude, but there is an extra bite in the air that you didn't experience in Tokyo.

You and Gojo have claimed a quaint bed and breakfast for the night, tucked away in a quiet corner of the misty hills. After you drop your stuff off you go exploring the village.

The village is as comparably beautiful as all the small towns you've seen in Japan. The people here have pleasant, soothing-coloured hearts, much different than the drab, depressing greys you saw in Tokyo. You would almost think that you really were here on a peaceful vacation, except for the subtle feeling of dread that hangs in the air, and that one strange cloud that huddles over the top of the mountains—there is nothing particularly daunting about it, but there is something about the way the surrounding light glows and pulses that reminds you of a predatory animal at rest.

You hold Gojo's hand as you walk through the village, marvelling at the new sights. But for some reason your enthusiastic boyfriend isn't sharing in the excitement as he usually does. Instead, he is just staring at you from behind that blindfold.

"What's the matter?" you say, stopping in front of a merchant's stall.

"Hmmm nothing," he muses. "It's just, I found something even more interesting to look at." He wraps his hand around your waist and pulls you in.

Just like that Himalayas disappear and you are lost in the world of Satoru Gojo.

He leans in, bringing those precious lips closer and closer. You arch into him, craving their touch. The distance between you closes, the air between you heats to a boiling point, and just when your lips are about to make their electric meeting, Gojo slips his hand behind your head and grabs something from the stall behind you.

"Look see!" he says. "A Himalayan rose! Isn't this a rare sight?" He twirls the thing in front of your face.

"You....! You idiot!" Your cheeks flame a bright red as you push Gojo away.

He laughs. "Come on, I'm just teasing! Come here..." He tugs at you again.

You try your best to playfully resist.

"[M/C]..." he purrs, pulling your chin toward him.

Goddamnit, you can't resist him.

He draws his lips to yours, and this time they meet.

The kiss is as sweet as your first one. Satoru presses into you with such an honest need and hunger that you forget every joke that's come out of his lips.

Your heart energy wells, you feel the wind picking up around you, and from behind your fluttering eyelids you can see the sky turning pink.

You pull out of the kiss just a little bit, in fear of turning this quaint village into the Barbie rendition of the Prince of Egypt. But your heart burns with unexpressed love for the man. If only... gah, you can't get your mind off of Masamichi's warning.

Satoru pulls away with a mischievous smile on his face. "This is part of your training, remember?" he says.

You groan. "I hate this, why can't I just kiss you as I wish."