Live for me (Choso x Reader)

Petals and Ash ~ Ch7

¤ (Y/n)'s Point Of View ¤

I walked through the silent halls of the estate, my slipper padding against the old wooden floors. I passed a digital clock that was sat on a decorative cupboard on my way to the kitchen, the time reading just over 6am. I forced myself unconcious around 4am, getting two hours of sleep give or take.

I didn't always get memories of Gojo when I slept, only when he was particularly on my mind that day. If Mahito hadn't made that comment earlier, I might have have normal dreams. I raced towards the kitchen, which was a small part of the living room, really. I pulled out some of Geto's scotch from the cupboard, hurriedly pouring myself a glass. It's been a teally chaotic couple of days. I needed this, I convinced myself.

Once the glass was half full, I pressed it to my lips and looked ahead, really to take a chug. That was, untill my eyes met with a pair of dark violet orbs. I jumped back in suprise, pressing myself against the kitchen counter as I slammed my glass down. Choso. He was sat down on the sofa casually, as if it were a normal hour of the day.

"What're you doing here! You scared me!" I asked- or, more scolded really.
"It's 6am! You should be sleeping." I told him hushedly, knowing that Jogo's room was not too far from the living room. Choso did not answer me. Instead, he let his eyes wonder to the scotch filled glass that was on the table and the bottle it came in right beside it. I gulped, freezing as my eyes darted towards it.

"Right...I guess I can't really scold you, huh?" I told him sheepishly, rubbing the back of my neck with a forced chuckle.
"You're drinking." Choso commented stoically. I couldn't tell if it was a question or if he was sjnply judging me. I forced out a hearty chuckle again, waving him off as if his notions were silly and anything but true.

"No, no. Ignore that. I just picked up the wrong bottle." I lied, throwing my half filled glass down the sink and sliding the bottle back into the cupboard where I found it. It was painful. I then pulled out an unopened bottle of apple juice.
"See! I was supposed to pick up apple juice." I told him again, waving the apple juice in the air, desperate for him to believe me.

"That's not apple juice." The man spoke again, making my brows furrow as I turned to bottle to face me. Indeed he was right. I was waving vinegar at him. I sighed and placed the bottle down on the counter, giving up.
"You don't believe me, do you?" I asked him, already knowing the answer.
"No." He replied simply, causing me to groan and make my way to the couches.

"I wouldn't believe me either." I admitted with a sigh as I sat on the couch opposing Choso. Now we were facing eachother. I sunk into my seat and leaned my head comfortably against the back of the sofa. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts run wild for a moment. I couldn't drink now without Choso severly judging me and I couldn't get up for a smoke because I had run out of cigarettes. I began to think of all the things that could calm me down, forcing myself to erase Gojo from that list.

"Hey..." I then mumbled to catch his attention, suddenly forming an idea in my head. His eyes focused on me.
"Have you been to the city yet?" I then asked him, deciding not to pry into why he was sitting here all alone at 6am for who knows how long as he did not pry as to why I came marching down to open a bottle of scotch at 6am either.
"No." Choso replied, void of emotion.

I couldn't tell what he was thinking or what he wanted to say next. But I guess that was what made him more interesting to me. I then popped up onto my feet with a loud sigh, motioning towards the glass doors behind me with the tilt of my head and a playful grin.
"Come on then. Let's go." I invited, smiling slightly as I watched a small flicker of confusion dust over Choso's eyes.

"Now?" The curse asked me, with deeply furrowed brows as he eyed the outside.
"Now." I confirmed, grabbing my jacket and sliding open the glass doors, rushing out into the early morning. The sun had yet to rise, the sky a murky blue as it waited for those golden rays of light. I stood on the pathway for a few moments as I faced the sky with my coat hooed around my arm, not sure whether Choso would actually follow me or not.

It was when I was about to turn around that he walked up beside me, half his face burried into his scarf which made it hard to tell if he wanted to do this or not. It wasn't too cold outside but considering I was only in my marroon satin nightgown, I decided to slip on my trench coat for modesty's sake. I began my walk forward with a hum, making my way down the path and out of Geto's estate. I led him into the feilds, not speaking a single word as we walked.

I led him over to the largest tree in sight, facing where the sun was to rise from. I then warped myself to the thickest branch, looking down at Choso with a playful giggle as his eyes suddenly darted up at me. I then sat on the branch, hanging my legs over it before pating beside me with invitation.
"Wait...You can warp, right?" I asked him pointedly, realising that I didn't actually know if he could warp.

Without answering, Choso warped beside me on the tree. I laughed with amusement before tapping the bark.
"Good. Now join me." I invited. Choso's eyes flickered down to my hand before hesitantly allowing himself to sit down beside me, slightly further away than I thought he'd be- but that was fine. I waited untill he was properly sat before I turned my attention back to the sky with a blissful sigh.

"What are we doing?" Choso finally asked, breaking the silence. I shushed him quickly as I pointed towards the sky.
"Just wait." I told him, my whisper sounding promising. Choso didn't speak up after that, looking towards the sky with me wordlessly as he waited. It took around three minutes for the sun to rise over Tokyo's mountains, the rays shining against us. In that moment the birds awoke from the mountain trees and began their daily fly.

They swooped through the sky in cirles at first before settling down into a line as they made their way deeper into the mountains. I watched it with a grin, the sky a shade of pink and not a cloud in sight. I then snuck a glance at Choso who I was happy to see looked just as mesmories as I did. There wasn't a facial expression on his face, per say. But he looked like he felt at peace. I could tell.

"Aren't you glad to have me as your tour guide? I know the coolest spots." I joked, speaking up the moment the sun got slightly higher. My voice seemed to snap Choso out of his daze, making his eyes flicker to me. He then looked down at his hands, as if he were contemplating a reply which made me curious.
"You were distressed earlier." Choso then told me, his observation more like a question to me. I paused.

"It was...just a nightmare. I'm fine now. Don't worry about me." I smiled, begore turning my attention back to the sky. We sat there in silence for only a minute until I was the one who broke it this time.
"Hey, Choso?" I called out softly, making his eyes flicker to mine.
"Thanks for earlier." I told him gratefully with a soft smile. His brows furrowed, as if he were confused as to what I was talking about.

"You were the one who sent Eso, right?" I asked, my question more of a statement. Choso did not reply but his silence was answer enough.
"You can stay silent all you want, I know it was you." I chuckled out.
"How?" He then asked curiously.

"I felt your lifeforce there as I walked down the stairs." I admitted truthfully. He'd probably think I was talking about cursed energy and I'd explain to him one day that I was not. But not today.
"Come on. I feel like baking us all some breakfast." I suddenly told him with a sweet smile. Warping to the ground, I hoped he did not notice the petals and ash that floated in the wind in result.

Petals and ash. A bittersweet reminder that I was never in control.

(A.N ~ It's 3am.)

Chapter 8 Quote Teaser :

"Are you married?"