Oops! Această imagine nu respectă Ghidul de Conținut. Pentru a continua publicarea, te rugăm să înlături imaginea sau să încarci o altă imagine.
Oops! Această imagine nu respectă Ghidul de Conținut. Pentru a continua publicarea, te rugăm să înlături imaginea sau să încarci o altă imagine.
Oops! Această imagine nu respectă Ghidul de Conținut. Pentru a continua publicarea, te rugăm să înlături imaginea sau să încarci o altă imagine.
Odio = Hate
"She's happy now" he repeats to himself watching you from afar. A child in your arms and your partner next to you. He watches as you smile as the child bounces, reaching out their short arms to their father.
His love for you never stopped. It grew - grew to something that couldn't be. He imagined himself in the males shoes. Next to you with the child in his arms, making you both laugh and smile.
He couldn't give you that. He couldn't settle just for one. He had to go out and be the biggest playboy like how the people titled him. While you were home pacing around the apartment thinking if he was okay, he was in bed with other women. Women who he didn't know - they were just there to feed his desire.
From afar he sees the man kiss your temple in a loving manner. Tender to hold you while still holding your child. Gojo blinks not being able to look away. The tears slowly stream down his face, watching how you had no longer felt anything for him. You had moved on and could only offer friendship. Friendship and nothing more.
He hated him. He hated him because he was able to bring a smile to your face while Gojo had only ever brought tears to your eyes. He hated him. He hated Getou for being able to make you happy.
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