|POLARITY| Gojo Satoru x Reader

71.

Y/n POV

Song: Two slow dancers by Mitski  just for the first half  :)

I find myself yearning for something I never knew before, I never knew what it meant to miss home... I would do anything for another day, one more time in which I opened my eyes because of the golden rays painting over our comforter, the pearly curtains flowing with the morning breeze, to look next to me and be greeted by his groggy morning grin, or just his ruffled white hair. The smell of fresh coffee and clean clothes, just one more drive to my training sessions with the first years.

Yet I have to hold on to this moment.

My dorm doesn't feel stuffy anymore. No, all I hear is the water running as he cleans the last few utensils of our dinner. It feels surreal to just do the dishes right now, after... After we both agreed we should rest and eat tonight... Every hour that passes could be giving him an advantage, he has been alive for far too long.

We both agreed that we must act tomorrow.

So we ate and now...

As the thought sinks in I can feel my eyes get teary for the hundredth time today. I breathe in deeply, my lungs feeling too small for the amount of air I need, I gulp swallowing the emotion down. I tilt my head up, looking at the ceiling as the tears retract back before having the opportunity to fall. I don't want to cry, I don't want to rest either.

I want to stay awake if that means I won't die soon.

If it means megumi heart beats one more day.

If it means Satoru and I could stay the same.

"Hey..." He turns off the stove walking closer to me the moment he notices. I look down at him, not bothering to hide my tears. I'm scared, we both are. His eyes droop at the sight as he walks closer, kneeling in front of me.

"You can always stay." He mumbles..

Idiot.

My head tilts as I glare down at him... His eyebrow lifting upwards with a stern expression. "I know it annoys you but I mean it." He whispers. "I know you are strong– maybe even more so than me." His hand comes up, gently wiping the tears I didn't even notice had fallen. "You don't have to If you dont want to go."

As infuriating as his words are, I find myself closing my eyes, letting the tears fall freely, wishing—just for a moment—that I was a coward. That I was the kind of woman who could let the love of her life go alone.

"You could stay back and let me do it." My words sound weak, weary as I speak in between sniffles.

He chuckles softly, but it's a sad sound. "I'm sure you could, sweetheart, but let me help you." His thumb brushes away another tear as he stands, sitting next to me on the couch. "We didn't have what we have now. We didn't know what we know now. We're going to get Megumi back. Nanami will take the elders' place. We can walk away from all of this." His voice sounds just as weary as mine, but he is different, he doesnt let it stop him from pulling me into his lap, his arms wrapping around my waist, placing a chast kiss on my shoulder.

I sniffle, allowing my body to mold into his arms.

"Im tired." I let the words flow out.

"Me too." He wipes his tears with the back of his sleeve. "We both are."

It hurts to see us like this...

"I'm scared." I feel another tear fall down, his thumb slowly catching it again.