Lovesick || Yandere!Gojo x Reader x Yandere!Geto

♡ What if - Special Chapter ♡

Special chapter for Lovesick - A what if scenario if (Y/n) dies on her mission . . .

Content warnings: Death, angst with no fluff, yandere, psychotic behavior, mental illness, murder, violence, graphic depictions

There are some nice and funny incorrect quotes at the end to make you laugh <3

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Satoru couldn't believe his eyes. He had never been late before. He had always been able to save everyone. But this time, he didn't catch it in time.

This time, he didn't notice the signs.

This time, you had slipped through his fingers.

Your body was beaten and battered, lying only a few feet away from him. Every nerve in his body was on fire. Screaming at him to move - if only an inch to reach you. But he couldn't. His legs were planted firmly into the ground - as if he was a tree growing roots there.

He needed to get to you. To hold you. To confirm what he knew deep down in his stomach.

Shoko and Geto would be getting there soon. He had called them frantically what felt like hours ago - immediately when he got the feeling something was wrong.

Two minutes.

He had called within two minutes.

Geto had answered. He always answered. And he reassured Satoru that they would be there quickly. But Satoru wasn't there quick enough.

Finally, he managed to kick his feet forward. One step at a time. His body was in agony. Physical and mental. With little control over his movements - something he had never experienced before - he dropped to his knees. They cracked against the concrete and he winced.

Almost imperceptible, but it was there.

With a weak movement, you were pulled into Satoru's lap and cradled. You were gone. He couldn't feel your soft breathing that he had gotten used to. He couldn't feel your steady heart beat - the one and only thing that brought him true comfort. And he couldn't feel the love you radiated. The very thing he had gotten used to.

Suguru and Shoko found him cradling you when they arrived fifteen minutes later.

Satoru was broken.

Suguru broke.

-♡-

The last thing Suguru wanted was to sit at your funeral. Quiet, somber and dressed in black. Every part of him physically ached. It hurt when they rushed you to the hospital knowing that they wouldn't - couldn't - do anything for you. It hurt when Yaga came bursting through the doors, a horrible expression painted on his features.

It hurt when Nanami rushed home from Spain.

It hurt when Shoko slowly slid down the wall, hands pressed into her face as she sobbed.

It hurt the most when Satoru began to slip away. Not in the literal sense. Physically, he was there with Suguru. He was there with his best friend. But mentally, he died with you.