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𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡...?
❝ 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝘀𝗮𝘆 ❞
𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧
" so you found them.." Gojo's voice toned down at the realisation. " you wrote me letters?" You felt yourself slowly crumbling under guilt
" what's past is past, you're here now, that's what matters" Gojo travelled over to you, taking the letters from you and shoving it back into his drawers
" still..I feel so bad-"
" don't worry about those letters, I sounded desperate" Gojo cringed, wanting to change the topic
" but what about the 800 letters? After all these years I thought you would give up" you insisted. " why would I give up? I would've done anything for you" Gojo's voice wavered under your presence
Your gaze softened, your body insisted on moving on its own. Hands slowly climbed up to Gojo's cheek. " I'm so sorry I put you through all that." Your heart spoke for itself
Gojo's expression changed, he felt vulnerable again. He wanted to collapse in your embrace, glue himself to you, anything.
" don't worry about that" Gojo tried to comfort you. You frown and lean upwards to place a faint kiss against the man's collarbone
Gojo wasn't satisfied, having a sly grin on his face before he grasped your hand. " although if you give me a kiss on the lips I'll be even more better" he wishes to your ear
You felt embarrassed, seeing Gojo's eyes stare into your own. If that's what he wanted you had to give it to him right?
You lean forward, closing your eyes and touch lips with Gojo. Consumed with a greed for more Gojo places a hand to support your head while he deepens the kiss
You stumble back from the roughness of the contact, your hip meeting the table while Gojo was enchanted by you
" Gojo...we shouldn't-"
" why?" Gojo murmurs in between ragged breaths. " we have to make dinner" you try to reason. " dinner can wait" Gojo discarded everything on the table
You try to move away to grasp any last hope for air but something rang throughout the house
" is someone calling you" you move away, eyes darting to the source of the sound
Gojo silently curses, eyes looking behind him. " who could it be..." he strides over to the couch. Gojo's lengthy hands grab the phone on the couch
" ah Megumi! Is something wrong? Why do you keep calling me" Gojo's face seems to light up at receiving a rare call from his 'son'
You watch Gojo's expression change to a weary one as he listens to the call. " alright! I'll see you later then!" Gojo's lips curve into a smile as he hangs up
