Geto Suguru x Reader x Gojo Satoru

Stories and Telenovelas

I sat down on the bench which was covered in small raindrops, wetting my dress. I stuffed my face into my hands as I wondered why I couldn't be faster? Taken just one more step quicker. If I had shouted his name a little louder.

Filled with regret all I can do is groan with frustration and laugh bitterly. All that was a mask to my true feeling of sadness. I laughed bitterly to stop the tears. I groaned in frustration.

Thoughts filled my head. Feeling full of regret and sadness. Truly I had not imagined this is how the day would progress. I remember a few hours ago, the morning in my room as I chose an outfit and looked at the weather for the day. I should've brought an umbrella but truthfully I thought it would clash with my outfit and the weather forecast hadn't said anything about rain.

If I could I'd warn past me right now and tell her to stay in her room. Now I'm here shivering from the rain and my loud thoughts.

I remember a few minutes ago when I had chosen to run in Gojo's direction. I sit and wonder to myself as to why Suguru looked so scared as if he were really hiding something. Curiosity brimmed inside of me almost, even momentarily making me forget my sadness.

A part of me wondered if I should head back and try to look for Suguru but the rain stood in my way. Ultimately I decided to keep hiding under the leaves. I used the idea that he might be gone as a reason but really I just wasn't that curious right now to find out what he was hiding. Gojo had seemed so heartbroken, of course I didn't want to know right now.

Gojo. I should've run faster. The thoughts plague my mind once again, replacing the momentary curiosity with sadness.

As I traced the water trailing down my leg, I could feel the drops creeping their way through the leaves of the tree covering me. The continuous drops pitter and patter on me before they suddenly stop making contact with my head and start falling onto a fabric.

I look up curiously forgetting about my misery. I see a clear umbrella allowing me another view of the tree on top of me. Almost breaking my neck I look back even further and see a familiar sight of pink hair standing beside me.

I quickly straighten my neck and opt for turning my waist so my whole torso is facing and see the face of Yuuji. My eyes brighten up seeing a familiar face before I remember previous events.

"Hey. What are you doing here? If this tree wasn't here you'd be soaked in rain not to say you're not already close to that. Seriously we should get you cleaned up. Don't want one of my friends getting sick." He shrugs with a smile. Coming around the bench he offers me an arm of support as I get up.

"My house is about a block from here. Let's get you dried up. Is that okay?"

I nod my head as I walk next to him, the rain getting stronger as we emerge and escape from the safety of the trees leaves. We approach the end of the path where I see a young man standing there, probably the same age as Yuuji. I notice him start muttering to Yuuji and staring at me before Yuuji responds to him and we all head to his house.

I look into the foggy mirror from the steam. A hint of shame and guilt twinges inside of me. This is so embarrassing. I sigh as I remember the moments from 20 minutes ago.

"Please, you have to!"

"No really I couldn't!"

"If you don't you'll get sick!"

"I'll be fine, I don't need to, really!"

"That's where you're wrong, I'll feel really bad if I just let you leave and then you get sick, please?!"

With those words I had reluctantly gave in. Now I'm here drying myself from the steamy shower I just took, dressed in a baggy shirt and shorts that were definitely not mine. I grumbled at myself, annoyed with myself as I tucked my wetted hair behind my ears. I try my best to dry my hair before I hear a knock.