Amongst Friends

The Shop

One of the perks of being besties with The Satoru Gojo is that the man was loaded. You were able to graduate from college debt free. He also found you a job at one of the most well known luxury auto body shops in the city. The cars you worked on every day were the type you thought as a kid you would never see in person.

Suguru was given his own tattoo shop in the same area of town. You wondered if he did this on purpose to keep track of you all. Satoru never really thought that deeply so you always dismissed the idea.

You spent years trying to convince Satoru to stop throwing around his money on you both. In the end you had to accept that was how he showed his affection.

You were now stumbling towards Suguru's shop like a newborn fawn. Damning the creator of high heels while simultaneously pulling down the short velvet dress you had been forced into. You always had a respect for women who made walking in outfits like this majestic.

"Y/N cursing like a sailor is not very ladylike!" Satoru scolds as he walks by which causes you to give him your most intense glare yet. He gulps and decides to run into the shop. Smart man...

A chuckle from behind you makes you turn. Suguru takes hold of your arm steadying you and opens the door. "You look fucking hot. Stop worrying so much." You grumble as he helps you walk through the door. You hated that you felt so dumb in this attire. Dressing up like this made you feel like you lost a bit of yourself, foreign.

"OMG! Y/N!! Is that you?!" A shrill squeal diverts your thoughts. The beautiful receptionist runs from behind her desk pushing Suguru away. He gives you one last smirk as he walks back to his office. Feeding you to his wolves.

The bubbly woman spins you around excitedly and you hold onto her arm. Your cheeks felt hot as the other artist emerged from hiding to check you out. You froze in an awkward stance not sure how to respond as they complimented you. You throw up two thumbs up and say thanks repeatedly.

"What? Y/N! You clean up real nice." One of the artists gushes.  You could not identify anyone at the moment because your mind was in fight or flight mode. In a panic you shout a loud thank you and pull away from Lilly's clutches towards the back.

You do catch a glance at the piercer, Leo as you stumbled past. His jaw was nearly on the floor. Suguru was always saying he had a thing for you. You never trusted his judgment. The look in his eyes said maybe he wasn't wrong.

You open the door to Suguru's office and slam it closed, greeted by hysterical laughter. "I'm so glad my suffering amuses you both." You mutter pushing Satoru over to sit on the large couch.

"It's rare to see you so vulnerable. I have to savor it while I can." Satoru smiles but rubs your shoulder in an effort to console you.

Suguru continues to laugh as he pulls out hid iPad to finish up a sketch for a customer. You want to watch but do not want to risk falling and furthering your embarrassment. Used to your curiosity as he works, Suguru turns and sighs. "Satoru..."

"Ooo fine..." Satoru says pulling out a backpack. You raise your eyebrow and he opens it to reveal flat but stylish sandals. He hands them to you and your thankfulness out ways the anger, knowing he had them the whole time. You switch out your shoes and rush up to observe Suguru, who is grinning pleased with himself.

You always felt a sense of peace when you visited the tattoo shop. Everyone got along well for the most part. You did not have trouble conversing. They made you feel a part of the environment. You were often the therapist of the group. Easing any small tension that would arise.

As you watched Suguru fill in the design you tugged on the short dress once again. "Why couldn't you have had Suki come here after Suguru closed..." You complain to Satoru.

"I did contact her at the last minute. Had to repay her kindness with a quick session of my own." Satoru hummed and you gagged. "Hey you asked!" He shrugged and you rolled your eyes.

You knew that your two friends got around quite a bit. What you weren't expecting was that their behavior would rub off on you. Being around them gave you a sense of confidence you had never had the ability to feel before. You became dominant in your intimate relationships without realizing it. You expressed your wants clearly. Unlike in the past where you felt your needs were a burden. Hearing men whimper easily became one of your favorite addictions.

Being able to not have to hide yourself was empowering. You have always been thankful to Satoru and Suguru for helping you find your voice. You picked on their promiscuity but you would never judge them. They created a safe space.

"Y/N..." Satoru whispers standing beside you, pulling you from your thoughts. He lifts a blunt towards you and you smile. "I told you I'd reup for you." He winks handing it over. He pulls up a chair and you light it up. Easily falling into a discussion while Suguru finished up.

Small timeskip
Being at the shop was not as difficult as most social situations. The people there were friendly and welcoming. One artist in particular was your favorite, Yuta. He was a bit reserved but you both had found a common interest, Dungeon and Dragons. You both had a fascination with cool looking dice and exciting stories.

"I hate the new class. It's way to overpowered!" You complain as you were currently looking at some of his drawings of monsters. Yuta laughs and nods in agreement. So engrossed in the topic you did not realize Satoru had snuck behind you until he wrapped himself onto your back.

"Satoru... not every conversation has to involve you." You tease as he nuzzles into your neck and you ruffle his hair.

One thing you had discovered about Satoru Gojo was though he was always the center of attention he felt a sense of utter loneliness. Growing up in a well to do family where his parents often left him by himself he never really received normal attention and caring as a child. As his friend you always tried your hardest to be there and to reassure him.

After you pat his head, Satoru grins sheepishly and stands. Content with your affection he now sauntered over to flirt with Lily the receptionist. You laugh as her cheeks flush red and she twirls her hair shyly.

"Doesn't that  annoy you?" Yuta says watching the interaction at the front desk. You look at him confused.

"Why would it?" You question and he shrugs.

"I don't know. I just don't see how you can live with those two. They are cool and all but their personalities can be so intense. You're always so chill. Like the opposite." He explains as he begins cleaning his station.

"I've known them a long time. I understand them. Under all of that abrasive energy they are very kind." You say with a far away look as you stand and stretch.

"Y/N! I'm ready for you!" You hear Suguru shout from down the hall. You pump your fist excitedly.

Yuta sighs, "I guess..." You hear him mutter but you were already racing towards the back. In any group personalities can clash. Suguru and Satoru both had a very large presence. You knew you were a buffer when things got heated and you didn't mind. As a child you sat amongst chaos of shouting and manipulation. This was easy.

You enter Suguru's studio and jump onto the tattoo chair. He smiles at you as you observe him preparing the inks. He already knows what you had been wanting. It had to be small because your body was a canvas for his art already. You loved everything he created so being a human portfolio never bothered you.

After an hour you lifted a shot glass in cheers with your best friends. The rest of the crew had left and you had just finished cleaning when Satoru decided you all needed to pregame. "To a great night. Thank the higher powers for Y/N finally agreeing to join us!"

You down the liquor and are wrapped up in a bear hug. You giggle, unable to contain your joy. With a positive mindset you all make your way out into the night.