Lunchbox Friends

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I walk over to my desk, the one I use for work. In other words the one I rarely use. Having grabbed something from my fridge I decided to stop being lazy and work on focusing on my feelings.

I haven't seen him in what's felt like forever even though it's only been a little over a week. I sat down and browsed the internet searching for some sort of answer of what I should do.

He'd left so abruptly I'm worried that something might be wrong. As his friend, or close friend, or something not quite clear type of friend I should at least message him. I remembered a conversation from a while ago where he had claimed I was never bothering him.

Where he claimed that if I texted him I would never be bothering him. Of course that didn't change the fact that my brain felt maybe he was too busy for us. Which makes sense. He's amazing, always going above and beyond unlike most people I know.

I miserably slumped onto my desk, feeling the cold wood press against my left cheek. I stared out the window and looked at the blue sky. Wondering if maybe just maybe he was also staring at the same sky.

The emotions overpowered me and I gave into my desperate urges. I texted him. Sure it may not seem like a big deal to most but this was an action totally unexpected for me, I was completely clouded by the way I was feeling at the moment and messaged him.

'Hey. I wanted to ask if everything is okay? It's been a while since we last saw each other and I was getting a little worried.'

Amazed at my own actions I finally felt the tension in my own shoulders relax. A deep breath was let out as I left the phone alone and considered putting on a show to watch.

I took my laptop and phone to my comfy bed attempting to finally relax since I had done the complete opposite this past week. It's a Saturday and I should enjoy it.

Contrary to the thought that he would probably take his sweet time responding I notice my phone buzz and pick it up without much thought. I glance at the screen and notice he has texted back almost immediately.

'Heyyy. Sorry I haven't been able to talk to you lately. Everything's fine I've just been a little busy. You're right it's been a while we should meet up again soon!
I mean if that's alright with you, I'll try to make some time!'

I smile at his text and wonder just what would happen at our next meeting. The sudden boost of confidence I had gotten made me more excited that it did nervous. I responded to him quickly, not wanting any more time separating us from each other.

'Yeah I'd love to! I've been wanting to hang out. I'm usually free when I'm not at work! :)'

'Okayyy! Give me a second I need to see when my schedule is free and then I'll tell you so we can meet up!'

I send a thumbs up and wait for a while, deciding to finally put on that show. I keep the phone nearby and I feel a buzz 10 minutes into an episode. I pause the show and pick up the phone swiftly wondering when we might be able to meet up as soon as possible.

'I checked and the soonest I can do is next Friday. I'm sorry.'

I glance curiously at the text wondering why he's sorry. After all it's understandable since he must be a busy man. I think back and realize he never told me what he does for a living. The only thing I know is that he's also an investor. Or maybe he's only an investor and is busy collaborating with another business at the moment. Either way he seems to be a businessman and I know they get busy. It was the same with Suguru.

In fact they get so busy sometimes it seems they don't have time to even talk to other people. Even if that other person shared a very intimate moment with them while they danced. But maybe that's why he was apologizing because he wants to talk but he can't. Or maybe I'm just reading too much into it and he was apologizing just to be polite.

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