𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 | Fem reader x Gojo Satoru

The Unveiling

I wrench myself away from the door and follow Satoru into my kitchen. As I enter, my eyes dart over to the covered painting which is on the far wall of the room. I laugh softly to myself as I remember the way I had carelessly shown it to him on my phone. I'd shown him it like it symbolised nothing, the picture was supposed to be something which meant a lot to the both of us, yet there it stands, a meaningless piece of art.

I swallow deeply and turn away from the painting to see that Satoru had been watching me as he leans against my kitchen counter. I see his eyes flick between me and the wrapped canvas.

"Is that it?" He asks, pointing towards the object. I look back over my shoulder as if I don't already know what he's referring to. Before I can respond he's making his way towards me and is at my side. I turn around so I'm facing the painting once again. "Can I see it?" He asks me quietly and I let out a sigh. "Please?" He follows up with and I nod. The painting is of him after all.

I kneel down beside it and begin to tear away at the bubble wrap protecting it. I use a lot less caution than I did the first time I unwrapped it as I begin to reveal the painted canvas. I pull the wrapping back further, revealing both of us in a different medium as I eventually uncover the picture fully. I shuffle back on my knees and put my hand to my mouth as I look at the image.

Over the past few days all of my memories of what Satoru and I shared had become cloudy and distant. After seeing the picture fully unveiled, it doesn't feel like that anymore. It feels just like it did only a few weeks go, before everything came crashing down. I press my hand more firmly against my mouth to stifle a sob. I'm not even fully crying, it's more of an emotional one than a physical one as my body practically shakes at the force, causing my legs to fold out from under me so I'm sitting with them splayed out to the side rather than on my knees neatly.

"Hey." I hear Satoru say and I drop my head so I'm looking at the floor. Lowering himself beside me, I feel him wrap one of his arms around my shoulder, and this time, I don't reject his touch. Removing my hand from my mouth, I wrap my arms around him and I pull myself towards him as I bury my face in his chest.

"I love it." He tells me softly and I tighten my grip around him.

"I thought you would..." I whisper through a sob before turning my face back to look at the painting. I see the happy look on both of our faces, practically mocking us as we sit here broken. "Everything has been ruined." I say as I shake my head and I hear Satoru sigh from underneath me.

"It's all my fault." He says as he strokes my back gently. "Y/n, I'm so sorry." He says and I look up at him with an annoyed expression.

"Stop saying that..." I whisper as I wipe my face free of tears and he pulls me further into him. "I know you're sorry..." I gasp into his chest. I don't really know what I want him to say.

"I love you so much." I hear him say as he presses his face against the top of my head, his voice breaking.

"I love you too..." I tell him quietly and I feel his hand stop the stroking motion on my back suddenly.

"I know I fucked up, so, so badly..." he begins. "But I can't let you just walk out of my life like this..." He says as I turn my face upwards to look at him.

"I don't think I can just walk out... even if I wanted to." I point out as I look to the side. "I tried and look where that's got me." I say in a pained voice as I lean back against him. "But I don't think you know how much this has effected me Satoru, I can't even put into words how much pain you've put me through." I mumble and he shakes his head.

"I'm not expecting you to forgive me, just let me stay by your side, please." He says and I remain silent. "I just want to be there for you because I don't see myself with anyone other than you, there's no one else I've ever felt about this way." He chokes out and I squeeze my eyes shut. "Can we start again?" He pleads gently.