You gripped the handle of the bag of daifuku you'd picked up fresh this afternoon. The mochi inside were a delicious peach flavour, you'd purposely picked it because it was Satoru's favourite treat. Your free arm protectively hugged round your navy sweater as a chilly breeze washed over you. It was early evening, gorgeous pink and amethyst shades painted the sky above you as you made your way to Gojo's accomodation.
You'd spent the afternoon indecisively picking up and putting down your phone in uncertain attempts to contact him. It had been a few days since confronting Suguru and no one had heard from him. You'd sent him a few messages which he'd seen but left you on read which kind of hurt, you were both going through the same thing after all. Eventually you decided to just stop procrastinating and visit him. The walk to his made you nervous, it'd been a long time since you'd been at his apartment and things had certainly heated up a lot between you since then.
Eventually you made it to the door, you lifted your hand to knock but hesitated for a moment. In that brief pause the handle clicked down and the door slowly opened. Satoru.
"Y/n? What are you doing here?" he looked over at you, slightly confused. He was holding a full trash bag in his hand which made sense as to why he'd miraculously opened the door right when you arrived. You blushed sheepishly, "um, I bought you daifuku" The blank expression he'd had when first seeing you suddenly softened. "Thank you, let me just get rid of this"
He took the trash and put it into the bigger trash reciptical nearby before returning back inside his front porch. "Your not going to stand outside and freeze are you?
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His apartment was just like you remembered. Walking into the abode took you straight into an open plan living room/kitchen area. To the right was a soft plum couch with a TV perched neatly on the wall. Middle of the room contained a large coffee table with a lushious pink orchid placed at its centre. Two ivory Barcelona chairs were positioned next to eachother by the small table. The kitchen was dark onyx and surprisingly clean considering a man lived here. There was a small walkway from the main living area to his bedroom which had an ensuite toilet and showeroom.
He gently took the bag of mochi off of you and brought it to the kitchen to unwrap. You slid off your shoes, placing them in the rack near the front entrance before perching yourself on the edge of the soft couch. "Do you want a drink?" He called across to you. "Yeah, water will be fine thanks"
Within minutes he came back over to where you were seated, placing the plate of mochi on the side table and your glass of water on a coaster. He grabbed one of the peach confectionaries and took a big bite of it, letting out a satisfied sigh after swallowing. "Seriously, thank you for bringing these round". His gorgeous cobalt eyes flicked round to you, how had it taken you this long to appreciate how truly amazing those iris' were. The marine blue reminded you of crystal clear oceans you'd seen in coral reefs, water so beautiful it was impossible resist dipping your toes in.
Seconds later you realised you'd been staring into his eyes for way to long, turning away with cheeks flushed scarlet. A smile crept onto his lips, the first smile he'd let out since the events of the other day. "Hey don't look away from me beautiful" His fingers delicately brushed your ivory hair from the side of your face, tucking it behind your ear. Cupping your cheeks he turned you back to face him. "I'm so glad your here"
He leaned back onto the sofa and dragged you along with him. You found yourself cuddled into his chest with his left arm snaked around your waist holding you hostage there - not that you were complaining. You closed your eyes for a moment, taking in his intoxicating natural aroma. Placing your head on his chest you found comfort in the rhythmic thumping of his heartbeat, although you noticed it quicken when you repositioned your hand to rest on his abdomen. You stroked his defined abs with your fingers, tracing each one individually which made his breathing hitch.
You felt the warmth of his nose and mouth nuzzle into the top of your scalp. Unbeknownst to you, he was also savouring every moment with you. The scent of your long snowy locks made him feel inebriated.
You lift your head momentarily to look up at him, he followed suit as your eyes locked onto one another. Your heart suddenly started pounding out of your chest as the proximity between the two of you began to close. He brushed the tip of his nose lovingly against yours. You could now feel his hot sweet breath tickling the delicate skin on your face.
"Hey Satoru?"
"Hm?" He hummed quietly.
"You know I like you too, right?"
He smiled and whispered "Yes, I know baby. I know"
Your lips finally crashed together in a moment of pure need. You melted into one another, finally giving in to years of secret longing.
Were you finally falling for Satoru Gojo?
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