Make You Mine || Satoru Gojo Fanfiction

09

The rest of the dinner continued in silence as you savored the juicy deliciousness of the steak and the tingle of the chilled wine.

"Are you sure you want to go golfing on Sunday?" you asked, the intrusive thought slipping out unintentionally.

"Yeah," he replied sternly, and you nodded, deciding not to press further.

--

After dinner, Satoru dropped you home. As you got out of the car and bowed to thank him, he interrupted you.

"Remember what I said," he warned, his tone serious, and you knew exactly what he meant. You nodded meekly, and he drove off.

--

"Hey! You're back," Nobara greeted as she turned away from the TV.

"Yeah," you replied, sinking into the couch.

"Why so late?" she asked, her attention shifting back to the screen.

"I went on a date with the dickhead," you muttered, stretching out lazily.

"What?" she shrieked, quickly turning off the TV.

"Spill the tea!" she demanded, now fully focused on you, eyes wide with anticipation.

"Well, Suguru—the guy from the other day," you began, and she quickly nodded, recalling who you were referring to. "He showed up at my desk today, unannounced, and was about to ask me on a date."

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, leaning in closer.

"But then Gojo interrupted and asked me on a date right in front of Suguru," you finished, watching as a mischievous grin spread across Nobara's face.

"I'm telling you, [your name]! Your hot boss is definitely into you, and so is the other guy," she teased, and although her words made you hesitate for a moment, you quickly dismissed the idea.

"No," you said firmly.

"You're so lucky! You've got two hot billionaires fighting over you. Whoever you choose to dump, please dump him on me," Nobara pleaded playfully, and you both burst into laughter.

--

The next morning, you headed to work. You briefed Satoru on his schedule, and the day progressed as usual. Both of you pretended the so-called date never happened, but somehow, you couldn't shake off a strange new feeling you had for Gojo. Yet, you brushed it aside.

--

Finally, Sunday arrived, and with it, the golf outing with Satoru. As agreed, he came to pick you up at 11. He was driving himself, letting the driver enjoy his Sunday off. You opted for a white t-shirt tucked into white pants, completing the look with a cap.

As you stepped out of your house, you noticed Satoru standing by the car. His gaze froze on you the moment he saw you, and you could tell he was taking in the sight of you in something other than your usual office attire. The way he looked at you sent a flutter through your chest, though you tried to ignore it.

"Good morning, Mr. Gojo," you greeted him as you stopped in front of him.

"Hey," he replied, still staring at you as if you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. His gaze made you blush, despite yourself.

"Let's go," he said, finally tearing his eyes away and getting into the car. You followed suit, and soon you were on your way.

--

"Hello, Mr. Gojo," Suguru greeted as he spotted Satoru. Then he turned to you with a smile, which you returned.

"Hello, Ms. [your name], you look stunning today," he said, walking towards you. But before he could get too close, Satoru stepped between you, blocking Suguru's path and catching you off guard.

"Let's start the game," Satoru said with a smug look, and Suguru chuckled, glancing away. Beside him stood his secretary, who was ogling Gojo, and you couldn't help but laugh internally at her reaction.

"Stay by me," Satoru said, gently taking your hand and pulling you closer to him. Your heart raced at the gesture, as if he was trying to protect you, and surprisingly, you felt safe by his side.

The game began, and you watched as they all started their golf rounds. You stood by, observing, your thoughts still tangled in the events of the past few days.