Burden Me !(Gojo Satoru x reader)

Chapter 17: A bitter discovery

Gojo's POV:

"You, me, us, living happily ever, would never happen" 

It was the last thing that she said to me.  And I stood there like an idiot. Not really knowing what to say to her.  I mean, What do you even say to a woman who lives with infertility.  

'I am sorry ?' No, that would mean that her whole purpose is to bear children, which is far from the truth. 

'That's not the problem ?' No that would minimize the issue.  Maybe she wanted kids

'Don't worry ?'  How can I tell her that when I don't even know half of her struggle.  She just keep pushing me away and refuse to tell me anything. 

Akhhh.  So I stood there like an idiot and didn't say anything.  I should've just said something.  I should've stopped her when she ran away with her glossy eyes.  I am an idiot.

--Buzz Buzz--

I took out my phone and unlocked it. 

Are you still in for tonight ? (Marie)

I completely forgot about her.  Marie is a famous underground hacker.  I contacted her because I needed someone who is not a part of the jujutsu world to decrypt the information that I extracted from (y/n)'s profile.  She never stays more than two days in the same country and that's why I can't miss this meeting

'Yes, Where do you wanna meet ?', I answered her, inquiring about her location

'You are a special grade sorcerer, you must be loaded.  Treat me something fancy'  was Marie's quick answer

'Meet you at [fancy restaurant address] at 8:00 p.m' was the last text that I received.  Which is not surprising since she always uses burners

(y/n)'s POV: 

I was about to exit my room and head for the rendez-vous point when Ijichi knocked my door

"I am sorry miss, but someone sent a package to you"  I opened the door and faced the tall black hair man 

I took the box from him and opened it. A scented note welcomed me.  A large smile drew itself as I read the message

"I just saw this and I thought of you" Marcos

Of course he did.  Marcos has always been like that.  Since I am always on missions, I always value confort over elegance.  Of course as a representative of the royal family, I always made sure that I am presentable.  But I have never really cared much about fashion. 

But my dear friend Marcos has always been obsessed by haute couture.  He has always had a very expensive taste. 

Every time we were about to sneak into a fancy place, he would barge into my room and make me wear something that I would never pick on my own.

And apparently this time it wasn't any different.  He wanted me to wear this dress tonight.

I softly placed the note on the sofa and unfolded the piece of fabric

It was a beautiful dark blue dress.  I took off my pair of black jeans and my shirt and wore the offered clothing.

It was a strapless long dress.  It had a dramatic cleft that showed most of my leg.  Tiny sleeves were hanging off my shoulder. Its dark blue color perfectly matched my tone.