𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 ୧ ‧₊˚ juju.tsu ka.isen

HEART : 01

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Satoru Gojo believes he needs a cupid right now.

Everyone was wild about uncovering the mask of cupid after her little scheme yesterday, or they're all gossiping about it in every hall of the school. Considering how big the school is, it's practically souring with loud voices.

Satoru wants to find cupid just as much as the others. He isn't invested in that 'I'll let you take me out on a date if you find me.' speech, but to simply ask for help from the love genius.

Because the sakura trees have now blossomed, and so was his feelings.

Satoru has fallen in love.

Though there must be some reason his heart doesn't beat for one person only, it was for two. One boy, and one girl.

They were both his favorite, his treasures. It's like a sappy love story you see in the television where the main character's heart skips a beat when they see the one they like.

In his case, his puppy love sets upon the two violent teenagers having a fight with the students from the other section.

He doesn't even think he remembers why a fight even started. Was it because of mockery? Bullying? Ugh, he doesn't bother.

"Take that you piece of shit!" Oh, how Satoru could just feel the pinkish hue on his cheeks already.

Spewing profanities was none other than L/n Y/n, the prettiest girl Satoru had ever laid his eyes on. On a normal day, she's so loving and sweet to everyone, but she's got a bit of issues and an addiction to causing war.

Slapping the heck out of a student and kicking another at the stomach, Y/n is aggressive with her actions but Satoru can't believe she still looks so lovely. Hell, he doesn't even think she broke a sweat out of all that brawling.

"Easy there, pretty girl." Gently said by a boy, "You'll get your nails ruined."

At that interaction alone, Satoru mentally squeals like a high school girl, literally in awe.

Holding himself with immense dignity, it was no wonder everyone looks up to Geto Suguru. He's mature and polite, and he's the only one who could put down both Satoru and Y/n, that's attractive enough as it is.

Not to mention, he's really handsome. With his long black hair, deep dark eyes, and that goddamn smile, come on... Who wouldn't fall for him?

"You okay over there, Satoru?"

Given the task of being the lookout and guarding the door of the abandoned classroom—As odd as that might be, considering he could literally fight alongside with them—Satoru was a bit surprised when Suguru asked him with concern laced in his voice. It didn't help that Y/n was looking at him with her pretty eyes as well.

The two of them were really gonna be the death of him.

"Uh," Satoru stammered, "Yeah, yeah! Why wouldn't I be!? I am the Gojo Satoru, people!"

A chuckle escaped Y/n's lips, "If you say so, oh honored one~"

With one last punch from Y/n and an uppercut from Suguru, all of the poor students were basically unconscious after all the damage they received.

Y/n gave her sweetest smile to both Satoru and Suguru, and it sort of pained him to realize that she really couldn't see the hearts forming in his eyes, or the fact Suguru looks at her so softly—And he never does that to anybody!

"Ah, my lipgloss faded away." Patting her fourth finger on her lower lip, she furrowed her eyebrows at the dry sensation.

In response to that, Suguru took out a lipgloss out of his pocket—To which Y/n begged him to put it because she complained there weren't any pockets in the girl's skirt uniform—And walked towards her.

"Here."

Instead of giving it her, Suguru chose to open the lid of the gloss instead, tapping away excess gloss on the stopper. Suguru was very diligent with it too, almost like a painter.

And while Y/n is the art, Satoru is the audience.

Leaning closer to Suguru, the feeling of someone else apply lipgloss on her lips instead of herself wasn't foreign, this has been done to her by some of her girl friends—Like Shoko—But it felt odd in a way when it comes to Suguru.

"Your lipgloss is almost empty."

Y/n could only hum in response when she is being as still as possible for Suguru. The subtle waver of her head wasn't unnoticed by Suguru, that's why he held Y/n's cheeks, still holding the tube by his thumb.

"I'll buy you one when we go to that beauty store you keep talking about."

"Really?" Y/n says rather muffled.

"Yeah."

Being the spectator of such sights like this was all the reasons of Satoru's beating heart. If one would ask him to write why he's fallen in love, he'd bring out an array of blank papers and assemble them to create a novel.

He'd write down that he's been a star for so long and wished to become a human. In a universe in which his life isn't to be a part of a constellation, he has found love in the hearts of two humans. And he will hold on to it as much as his longing could take.

The novel would then be hidden away, hoping that in his next life, he'd find solace in the handwritten notes of his past soul.

"Satoru."

"Satoru!"

His name has never sounded so beautiful like the way they would say it, even if he tries recording it, he doesn't think it'll feel the same.

"Huh... Yeah?"

It wasn't like him to be so quiet, he's usually the loudest one out of the three. The graceful hold of one's arm linking with his, and the warmth of someone's hand on his shoulder, he realizes he's in the middle between the two.

"We're gonna go somewhere, you wanna come?" Suguru smiles.

"Come on, Satoru!" Y/n grins cheekily, "Do you wanna stay with us?"

He doesn't even need to be persuaded, for all he knows, you both could drag him anywhere and he'd just comply. With that in mind, he might even be the one to drag the two of you instead.

So, Satoru flashes his signature smirk, smugness emitting from every part of his body.

"Is that even a question? Of course I'll stay."

Satoru really believes he needs cupid right now. He's gonna need her to pursue his two best friends after all.

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