𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟗✔ | 𝐆. 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔!

[a/n: continued.]

"You love-?" He pauses for a moment his face reflecting his ever changing emotions.

Finally he could not help but chuckle to himself covering it up with a few coughs as you slapped his hard shoulder. Geto pretends to wince however you saw through his little act. When his hand comes down theres a smile coating his lips.

"Y/n, i don't think you know-, i don't think you understand what you're saying." Geto clicks his tongue gesturing for you to come and sit closer. He has his tattooed hand on your knee soothingly rubbing his thumb against the soft skin.

Your heart sunk inside of your stomach. For a moment even you weren't sure where all this was coming from. Or why him laughing was more painful than him rejecting you.

You felt ashamed of your words. And you wished you could wash the memory of your confession right out of his head.

What were you thinking Y/n? You thought to yourself fighting the burning of your eyes. You had no clue where all this was suddenly coming from.

Sure, Geto fucked you like no one else could. Sure...he's kissed parts of your body that no one else had. It wasn't like he was your first love...and it wasn't like he was your first time either.

But, Geto seemingly was the only one to never hurt you. It was just having someone around who met your needs. Who was ready to drop the day for what you wanted him to do.

You chewed on your lip. "Yeah." Was all you could muster. Getou's eyes lowered as he looked on to you. He could sense your disappointment. He knew that you were upset.

Shit, he thought to himself.

"When did you-how long have you felt this way?" He asks partially curious to your feelings. Another part of him was praising himself for even getting you to this point.

The Y/n he knew wanted dick and nothing more. But now...something had changed.

He fought a smile. "Was it the floo-"

"NO!"

"Cause you were really into it i tried something new a little more-"

"It was yesterday." You stopped him not wanting to hear his recalling of the night you spent on all fours. Your hands covered his mouth both of your eyes twinkling with knowing. It was quite entertaining to have an entire conversation without speaking. Thats how well you knew each other.

Geto's eyebrows furrowed.

The longer you looked on at him the more and more your face became heated. You remembered what Gojo had said in the messages. That you were not the only one Getou was talking to.

Your chest felt heavier. You knew you couldn't come completely clean. You'd lose all of his trust right then and there. Besides you DID say that the two of you were nothing but fuck buddies.

Fuck.

When your hands lowered from his face it revealed his confusion. "Yesterday? What about yesterday?" He questions almost to himself.

You felt ashamed. You didn't know how else to say it.

Oh nothing just your best-friend told me what a whore you are.

That wouldn't even sound right.

So then you had to lie and fast.

"I saw your messages. Idk I guess i just felt...jealous." You said lowly the words coming from between your teeth. It was sort of true. You were annoyed that you had to find out that way. From ho-jo of all people.

"You went through my phone?" Geto scoffs, his face twisted with irritation. He didnt think you'd go that far. Especially since you had no right. You two werent dating. You weren't anything outside of each other. "Really?" He says in disbelief.

You couldnt look him in the face. You werent the one who did it but you found yourself covering Gojo's tracks.

"Im sorry Geto it just popped up and i got too curious about who it was from and-well i read them. You couldve told me you were fucking other bitches."

"But im not!" He laughs, running his hands through his hair. "I havent did shit except keep conversation. Theyre just some girls who-"

"Who want to fuck you." You rolled your eyes getting up from the bed. Now you remembered why you confessed so quickly. You wanted to see if Geto was capable of being loyal. So that you could be able to be the only person he wanted.

So you wouldnt feel as guilty for making out with Gojo.

You could hear him talking behind you but all of his words became background noise as you headed straight for the living room.

"Where are you going? Don't you hear me talking to you?" Geto huffs his messy head of hair down his shoulders. He stood behind you watching as you said nothing.

"Wait! Dont slam the-"

And just then the door came crashing shut and all of the paintings on the wall had come crashing down on the wooden floor.

"Of course." He mumbled wearily, looking at the mess he had to clean.

"Oh damn." Gojo laughed in the doorway walking right into the kitchen for something to drink. He popped open a can of something bubbly sipping obnoxiously loud as he shot Geto a wink. There was a long pause in the apartment between the two just exchanging glances.

It was ended by a loud burp.
Followed by, "Someone needs to put their dogs on a leash!"

Getou folded his arms a heavy sigh from his lips. "Shut the fuck up. Satoru."