𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 [𝑆𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑢 𝐺𝑜𝑗𝑜]

𝐀𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫

"Hopefully he doesn't." Your mother says, although she doubts it. She watched the boy grow up, and while she's not sure if Satoru still cares about you or not, she knows that Satoru doesn't like when people use his old toys. She yawns before saying, "I'm going to bed. Love you."

"Love you too."

– – –

When you get to work on Monday, you're mentally prepared to deal with a bitchy Satoru. You're ready for him to act the same way he did when you first started working together. However, he isn't. He isn't quite nice either, he's silent. He doesn't say anything to you when he walks past you. You don't know what to say to him either, so you don't greet him.

For an entire day, you work well without anything personal getting in the way. You hate to say that you like this arrangement better because he's not the same cold boss, but he isn't the one that's trying to joke around with you. He simply does his job and you couldn't be more grateful. Him seeing you with Suguru was the final push that was needed. Whether you're okay with each other or not, the fact of the matter is that business comes first.

You're working late once again, and he's asking a million questions. The charity event that's coming up has to be perfect, it's the first big event that's hosted with Satoru in charge, and he can't afford to screw that up. You keep yawning with every passing second since you've been here since the morning, and you're sure that it's almost midnight.

"Are you hungry?" He asks, and you shake your head even though your stomach growls. The last time you ate was more than eight hours ago. You don't want to waste more time, you simply want to get home and go to sleep since you doubt your baby boy is still awake. "I am. You should order some food."

You glare at him but regardless do what he says because you have no other option but to. He's still your boss. "What do you want?"

"Whatever you want." He responds, and you're about to argue that you don't want to eat, but you do want to eat. You know you'll end up wasting your time and energy by arguing that you're not hungry. Getting something to eat is two taps on your phone screen, and then you can focus back on work. But it doesn't seem like he wants to. You try to talk to him about the topic at hand but he doesn't say anything. When you don't get a response, you repeat yourself, but he replies with, "I'm too hungry to work right now."

"I don't see the point in continuing this. We can always start early tomorrow." You say. It's not like you can leave when you just ordered food. Satoru raises his eyebrows but instead of agreeing or disagreeing with you, he says,

"Contact the front desk, tell them you're expecting a food delivery." And you do as he says. Since he doesn't want to continue working while you wait, you stand up from your chair and you begin to walk out of the office. You plan on calling your mom (who took after the nanny when the sun began to go down), talking to your son, and then playing some stupid game when Ren gets tired of talking to you. But Satoru speaks up, making you stop in your tracks. It's a question that has been on his mind the entire day, "How was your date with my best friend?"

"Are you two still best friends?" You ask, turning to look at him. He crosses his arms, leaning back on his chair. You feel your face get warm as you realize you're the last person that should probably ask that question. "It was fine. I don't think that's an appropriate question though."

"Hmm... I don't think you dating my best friend is appropriate." He responds, and you roll your eyes. He stands up from his chair and begins to walk over to you.

"Why not?" You reply. He stands right in front of you, his hands in his pockets. He purses his lips together, wondering if you really asked that question. He opens his mouth to speak but you speak before him, "You're really the last person that's allowed to tell me what isn't appropriate. I hate to remind you that months within our break up you were married to another woman."

"Well, we were broken up. Not like I was cheating on you." He argues, making you scoff. Right, just because he wasn't cheating on you everything is good. The whole situation stops being fucked up. He stopped being your lifelong friend, cutting off all contact with you and getting married, but it's all fine because at least he wasn't cheating. "That's my friend who you're trying to get with."

"The same friend who had a crush on me? Didn't you get with me knowing that Suguru had a crush on me?" You point out, making him clench his jaw. "You're really no friend, Satoru."

"Mr. Gojo. We're in a professional environment, don't talk to me like you're my friend when we're not." He corrects you out of spite, and you roll your eyes at him. He says through gritted teeth, "Would you have chosen him over me?"

"Didn't you just say that we're in a professional environment? Why are you asking me this question, Mr. Gojo?" You laugh in disbelief. He bites his tongue and you sigh in response before nodding, "I would have chosen him over you. Suguru has never and will never treat me the way you treat me. Do you remember why you stopped being friends with me when we were preteens? Because you didn't want to be friends with the poor girl. Suguru never thought of me as less than, but you– You've always managed to make me feel inferior even when you weren't meaning to."

It's all lies. Given the option you would choose Satoru over and over again.

"You're basing your answer off something that happened when we were twelve?" He asks, and you nod your head in response. You won't elaborate further about all the instances. It doesn't matter anyway.

"This isn't something that we should discuss. It doesn't matter now anyway, what's done is done." You say. "You're married. Why does it matter if I had chosen you or Suguru? We don't end up together anyway."

"Because it hurts me." He's honest, and you puff out a breath. You inhale and think of what to say next. You're definitely not getting out of work after dinner so you might as well try to make things less awkward for the night.

"Let's get even then. If we were eighteen again and Sayo was friends with you, would you have chosen me or her?" You ask, and you feel your heart get heavy. Maybe you understand why he feels hurt because knowing that a man you loved so dearly for so many years, wouldn't choose you if he had the chance to go back in time. But it's not your fault. He chose to leave you. He takes two steps closer to you, dangerously getting closer to you. "Would you have chosen me or Sayo?"

"You. I would've chosen you." Satoru's hands cup your face and you watch his face creep closer to yours. You watch him, and maybe you should push him away but you're too dumbfounded to say anything. Before you can even say anything, Satoru's soft lips press against your own.

Your eyes are wide open as you feel his lips on yours. Should you push him away? What the actual hell is he doing? He's married– He's fucking married and he said he would've chosen you. He's a piece of shit. He's a fucking jerk kissing another woman that isn't his wife.

You aren't proud as you shut your eyes, your hands going behind his head and pulling him closer.