Arrogant hearts [ 傲慢な心 ] : Gojo Satoru

Chapter 23

Despite the words ringing in your ear, you managed to sleep quickly thanks to walking, dancing and... well, last night's activities. When you woke up, you didn't even feel like sitting up. Satoru was sleeping soundly next to you.

Should you just say you like him? But he'll probably think it's because of last night. And, did you really want to confess first? How embarrassing would it be if he was just having his fun? He's known for that anyway.

You couldn't help but remember what happened at high school. After moving to your school here. A guy helped you out, smiled, greeted you and hung out with you. Adam cheered you on in dumb games and complimented you when you won an event in house meets. When you were about to greet him after classes, he hugged the girl in front of you. You avoided him for a couple of days before getting back to track.

Kindness is a drug.

You shouldn't use Gojo and definitely shouldn't mistake his kindness for something else. People are difficult. Shouldn't get too close but can't stay away from them. You stood up, took the bathrobe hung on the cloth rack and went to the bathroom.

Even if you did get together, you are the most dry and awkward person. You wouldn't be able to keep him interested for more than two days. Leaving him here would be mean, but you really didn't want to hear his soft breaths and vulnerable state.

Patting around the bed to check where the girl who played with heart was, Gojo ruffled his hair sleepily. Panic set in when he couldn't feel you. No sound from the bathroom. Within milliseconds, he was out of his bed, calling you non-stop. Opening the door to the bathroom just in case while looking at his phone to check for messages while ringing you.

'You really left me here? How can you do that to me? Did I do something wrong?' His fingers flew around the keyboard frantically.

'If I did, I'm sorry'

'Is it because I didn't wake up early? Did you want to take a bath together?'

'I'm sorry, it's been a while since I've slept, so I couldn't wake up'

'Is it because I didn't buy you good enough clothes?'

'I'll buy you one'

'No, thousands... and more'

'I'm sorry for sleeping with you'

He sighed, plopping down on the bed like a man who lost everything. His head was hurting so bad. His fingers massaged his own forehead. He didn't even know where to go now. He didn't know where you lived. He also was pretty sure you wouldn't like it if you went knocking on your newlywed friend's hotel room.

He was going to do that. He didn't care if you got angry, there was much more to discuss than that. He wore the shorts and the button up shirt he bought the night before. He pushed the curtains that darkened the whole room to meet with some silk white curtain.

You were there.

You never left him.

He opened the sliding glass door to the balcony and hugged you tightly from behind. You gasped when he nuzzled his nose against your neck.

"Woah, what's up?" You asked with wide eyes.

"I thought you left me" You could feel hot liquid dripping onto your shoulder and you could feel yourself melting.

"I wouldn't do that. I might be mean, but I'm not cruel" You smiled softly, patting his head gently.

He sniffled. "It doesn't matter if you were mean or cruel, you are supposed to stay" He quickly turned around to wipe his tears but was stopped by you.