When Satoru described his house to you, it sounded pretty modest, all things considered.
Based on the conversations you've had with Satoru and the things he likes to buy, you knew his family was rich, or at least had more money than most due to owning a law firm.
What you weren't expecting was to be standing in front of an entire fucking estate as Satoru types in the code at the gate to get in.
They're rich, rich and that thought kind of makes you want to vomit in the neatly trimmed bushes you're currently walking past.
The estate is grand and luxurious. Soft snow is falling onto the acres of lawn that span the entirety of their property. Fern and Maple tree branches hang with the soft, freshly fallen snow making it look like an enchanted wonderland.
There's a fountain in the center of the large, circular driveway surrounded by several bushes. And in the driveway there are several expensive cars, Satoru's being among them.
He laces his fingers with yours guiding you to the front steps of the house to the large wooden double doors, passing by a wooden bridge that leads to another smaller building that sits on the lot, a little ways away from the main house.
The house is modern with multiple stories, a patio that wraps around the entire house with large glass windows to let in plenty of natural light.
The inside of the house is, to no surprise, even more grand. Everything is clean, shiny, and new.
The foyer has a table with fresh flowers on it between double staircases with marble flooring.
It's almost impersonal in a way that screams the house was decorated by an interior designer.
Satoru leads you up one side of the staircase, down several halls, past a few closed doors to his bedroom.
The room is large and clean. He has several posters hanging on the wall over his bed, a giant TV with a game console set up under it on opposite his enormous bed. The room is clean with everything put in its place.
It would be hard to keep a house of this size clean so there's no doubt there's probably a few maids that help maintain organization and cleanliness. It would be impossible to keep clean on your own.
"Where are your parents?" It's not that you thought they'd be waiting for you with open arms as soon as you walked through the front door, but you did expect to see them greeting their son after he had left for the night.
He shrugs, putting your bag down on the bed, "Around here somewhere, probably."
Satoru presses his lips to yours, leaning you back onto his plush bed. Your legs spread automatically for him to lay between as he moves to kiss your jaw and neck, teeth grazing gently on the tender spot below your ear.
"Mm, Satoru," you breathe, "Can we wait?"
He sighs, pouting, "Why?"
"Because we just got here. I want to look around and meet your family."
Satoru pecks your lips a few times before muttering, "Fine," standing and offering his hand to help you up off his bed.
There are several doors that are closed and Satoru explains those are just extra bedrooms, and when Suguru comes over or they have any parties, Suguru sleeps in one of them. The room at the end of the hall is a game room, or more of an arcade, really.
A massive sectional couch lines one wall, with a giant TV filling the entire wall space across from it. There's a pool table, air hockey, and plenty of old-school arcade games spaced around the room.
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Beautiful Disaster || Gojo Satoru
Fanfiction[𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘶 𝘎𝘰𝘫𝘰 𝘹 𝘧!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳] [Beauitful Memories] Book 1 In an effort to remove yourself from an egregious act of betrayal, you transfer to Tokyo Tech embracing all it has to offer - new friends, wild parties, underground fight clubs. ...
