ISSUES | GOJO. S

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"Is it a sign from the lord, that I shouldn't be lost in the player way sorta get old to me, got me ok layaway, girl you gotta hold on me I say I'm wrong, you come again, damn said I was wrong look don't rub it in, I got a lot on my mind, got a flock full of dimes, like a line full of hoes, look how they coming in"

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NARRATOR

He stood tall extremely tall, six foot six to be exact. He was mostly legs but it was astonishing his height. Y/N wondered what his parents stood at considering Satoru should've just joined the NBA in America.

She always teased him about it to which he always laughed and probably thought about it himself. He would be the cockiest one there and probably the most powerful. She could imagine it and she could also imagine how good he would look without trying.

It annoyed her how good he always looked without any effort or even any thought. He was born perfect and just well-rounded. Although that could be debated. While he remained the standard for Jujustu. He made enemies along the way and never cowered in fear as he is—the strongest.

Y/N always wondered how come she couldn't take in his footsteps. She even wondered how she would even win him back. Being next to him with his infinity off Y/N almost cried at the feeling of not touching an invisible force.

She didn't understand why he didn't have it on but she didn't seem to question it or make it worse than what it already was. The view in front of them made them silent. No words spoken, yet there was so much to say.

So many apologies and begging for forgiveness. Y/N wasn't even sure on how to approach him as he is always carefree and very social yet here she was a quiet yet a mess at the idea of Satoru even taking her back.

It was quiet for a while until Y/N decided to lean further against him. At first Gojo was ready to move and let her lean on the tree as she didn't deserve the right.

Y/N moved her head to her left and peaked at his face, to only see him staring out into the purplish sunset, the soft orange hues added in it was truly breathtaking. The wind swaying the grass and trees. Giving it a very surreal effect the sakura trees further out tying the whole area together.

She wasn't on what to say or even on how to start it. all that she knew was that she was going to give her all and get him back. Although she felt she lost him. She did at least for a while. His trust was broken, the love of his life the girl he had hoped to marry ruined it all.

"I know you've heard me say this before but I will never stop saying, I am sorry even though it doesn't change much..." She mumbled loud enough for him to hear.

He kept quiet as she continued to ramble unable to get her words together. She felt tongue tied. The sun continued to make its departure and Y/N only spoke a few words to him. It was amazing how quiet he was; he made no moves to even speak to her. She missed him every second of everyday. Trying to avoid him or even the idea was too hard for Y/N to comprehend.

"Won't you talk to me 'Toru ?" She asked her voice almost in a whine. He always loved when she wanted his attention and his only but for some reason it didn't have an affect on him. He hummed acknowledging that he heard her but never gave in to what she wanted.

"Then why even come out with me?" she questioned.

While he didn't have an a perfect answer to her question: he at one point changed his mind about being a dick to her and then had a sudden change of heart. He was still going to be every now and then but his strict and distance rouse was wearing thin. He wanted to hug her so bad yet restrained himself. How he even wanted to fuck her against the ground, the earth underneath them. How he wanted her to scream his name under the thick green grass, how he wanted her to see what she lost, how he wanted to have her tied to chair as he fucked another woman. How he wanted to fuck with her mind, how she did to him.

Yet, he didn't—he couldn't. Gojo Satoru didn't even want revenge. He couldn't bare to look at her at times. He felt like crying, he felt disappointed with how it ended. He wished he never sensed her energy. It all felt like a nightmare until it wasn't.

It fucked with his mind and how that he sees, just the thought send him into spirals that he will take missions just to forget. He tried to get back into hookups and possibly dating yet it went no where and no one could ever be her. It was almost embarrassing how much he missed her. Cared for her, wanted her, craved her, loved her, cherished her. He didn't want another he wanted her.

He turned to look at her after not even glancing her after so long. He leaned towards as if he was going to kiss her and said, "I wanted to forgive you but something is holding me back.." He said finally, his bright azure eyes covered by his thick rimmed shades.

Once again he turned away from her not wanting to get put on suspension for public indecency. He kept his six eyes on the beautiful view displayed in front of them.

Y/N kept her jade eyes on him
for a few seconds before looking out onto the beautiful scenery. Y/N kept her head more on the bark of the tree than on his shoulder. She knew what kept him from feeling again, what kept her at always at arms length. Y/N didn't know what to say. Tears welled in her eyes, her vision blurry.

She was at a loss.

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