For the Purpose of An Heir (Gojo X Reader)

Book II (Chapter 12)

An entire two months had gone by of Satoru treating you like crap. It wasn't that he was an oblivious idiot, it was that he was doing it all on purpose. Through the repetition of several things, he had demonstrated that he was doing it all on purpose.

Everyday, he got himself food, despite seeing and leaving your messages about dinner on read. Every time you got something for yourself, he would use his six eyes to find it in the fridge or pantry, and eat it. Every time you cleaned the house, he would intentionally leave a huge mess for you to clean up in that area that you had just cleaned. And he did it all with a stupid, and smug smirk his on face.

In short, the man was an ass.

Not to mention, he had not once acknowledged your hard work or the way you expressed your gratitude for him every single day.

At this point, the higher ups were on your case. They wanted an heir, and they wanted it soon. You had tried multiple time to flirt with him, but he just brushed you off like a fly.

In short, you were getting tired of it.

You stayed at home all day, working your ass off just to please a man who wanted nothing to do with you. Today, you were going to have none of it, because it was your 21st birthday. Although it was not your own idea, but Ayane's idea who had become your best friend.

She said that she was going to take you shopping, then bring you somewhere. She would not tell you where, because it was a surprise.

"What store are we going to next?" You trailed behind your friend, as you held the many bags of all your new clothes and shoes.

"We are going to get you, a sexy dress." She smiled at you.

"A sexy dress?!" You were a modest young lady, who never dressed in anything revealing. You were the definition of a prude when it came to clothing.

"Yep! We need to make you feel like you're hot shit, because you are hot shit, honey." She spoke with sass and power, which made you see why Satoru had slept with her twice.

"But--"

"NO BUTS! This is your 21st birthday. You are going to dress to impress, not like an old lady going to church. No offense."

"None taken. I guess the idea of dressing like that is just intimidating to me."

"Which is perfectly fine. But, we are going to get over that fear. You're 21 now. You're on your own, and no body can stop you from doing anything...unless it's the police. Now lets pick out a dress or two, and get you looking and feeling like hot shit."

Satoru POV

Satoru had the day off. Or rather, he had taken the day off in order to spend it with Y/N since it was her birthday.

Over the past month, he had began to see all the work she had put into him, but never acknowledged it out of fear of getting attached, and having to give up his lifestyle of promiscuity. But today, he was going give himself a cheat day, and focus on her. However, she was no where to be found. She had left the couch with her blanket and pillow still messily displayed on the cushions, which was something she never did. She had also taken all her toiletries out of the guest bathroom, and those were also ne where to be found.

She just left a note on the fridge that said, "Going out with my friend for my birthday, don't call me."

That was unusual. She was always begging him to just communicate with her. Not to mention, that writing didn't look like hers at all.

So instead, he put the cake he ordered for her in the fridge and just waited.