Trouble

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Choso frowned as he accepted another huge vase of flowers from a delivery person

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Choso frowned as he accepted another huge vase of flowers from a delivery person. Besides the fact the living room now looked like a giant flower garden, he knew Y/N was not a plant person. These would quickly wither away just like he hoped her relationship with Satoru Gojo would.

Choso repeatedly told himself it wasn't because he wanted her for himself. That his protective instincts weren't because his feelings for her have grown. Choso convinced himself he was being this way because the current guy she was fucking was a narrsisitic asshole. It wasn't a complete lie. He needed some air and to release some frustration.

"Y/N more flowers and a fancy looking box is here for you!!" Choso shouted and cringed at how annoyed he sounded. Y/N slumps in.

"More!" She lets out an exaggerated sigh and I try not to laugh at her huffyness. "Ooo a name brand dress that could pay for our rent for five months..." Choso watches her pace back and forth swinging the gift widely. "I'll I want is to fucking cuddle after he degrades me..."

Choso swallows heavily at the chaos that were his current thoughts. He wants to shout that she deserves better. You're the smartest person I know!! Why are you being so god damn stupid... But Choso can't say it out loud.

Instead he takes the box back and places his other hand on her shoulder to make her stay still. "I never understand how a mundane object in your hands suddenly becomes a deadly weapon." Y/N looks up in confusion. Her eyes wide and quizzical. So cute... Choso watched as it slowly dawned how crazy she thought she looked.

"I'm so sorry..." Y/N says as a small smile appears on her face. "I have once again caused you to worry. I'm fine..." Choso realizes how close they were standing when she grins at him. Her proximity was never an issue before. But now...

As if he was touching a hot stove he pulled his arm away from her shoulder. It was an odd sensation because at the same time he craved to embrace her, touch her more... I need to leave before I do something really dumb...

"I'm going to go out for a bit. Are you sure you will be alright?" Choso asked, cringing at how shaky his words came out as. Being that close he had a vision of her mouth pouting in the video eyes low and begging. Fuck...

She looks a bit taken back by his sudden need for space but shrugs. "Yeah no I'm great. I just have a few more papers to grade. So I'll be here." Choso stands there for a bit studying her as she lets out one last frustrated sigh.

"I'll grab some take out on my way back!" Choso says and her eyes light up. His heart suddenly jumps and he clenches his jaw tightly. Sooo adorable... Choso clenches his fist as he turns away. "Don't overwork yourself!"

Choso walks to the counter and grabs his keys. Heat rushes to his cheeks when she hugs him from behind, pressing her face into his shoulder blades. "Choso you are honestly the best!" She whispers and he prays to whatever higher being she did not feel his erratic heartbeat.

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