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3 DAYS LATER
"Are you going at Marco's party with Gojo ?, Nanami asked curious.
– Hmm, no. He didn't invited me, you replied with a shrug."
Nanami frowned and crossed his arms to think a moment.
"And first of all, why do you care ? I thought you didn't like me hanging with him because it's gonna give gossips to the media, you added with a smirk.
– No, I just thought he wouldn't miss the opportunity to show himself with you at an official event, explained Kento.
– Maybe... He has another partner.
– He is so dumb, Nanami mumbled."
You chuckle and shake your head.
"Please sir, share your thoughts with me, you said playfully.
– If he chooses another partner... I am quite curious to see who is it... like who is better than you, he scoffs.
– Hmm, I don't really care frankly, you replied with a playful smile.
– Since you are available... Want to come with me?, proposed Kento with a wide smile.
– Always, you smiled before kissing his cheek."
What you liked the most about your friendship is that, despite the affection you held for each other, you both understood that their bond was strictly platonic. There was no romantic tension between you, only a sincere friendship —a friend for life, through thick and thin.
"If things continue with Gojo... I might be jealous, Kento let out with a chuckle.
– You the one saying that when it's been months that you are crushing over the bakery girl, it's your turn to laugh.
– Yeah, but you will always be the number one in my life, Kento smiled before shoving you gently."
FEW HOURS LATER
📍At Marco's yacht
(a millionaire italian guy who threw big parties)
You and Kento arrived at the party, you were holding his arm while every paparazzi tried to take a shot of you. You were stunning, simply out of a dream. Everyone was looking at you with admiration.
The huge villa was ablaze with lights as the party kicked. You stood by the bar, mingling with other guests, you effortlessly engaged in conversations, the center of attention without even trying.
As the night progressed, Gojo made his entrance with the same confidence. A sly grin playing on his lips as he approached you.
"Y/N, looking stunning as always, he complimented, his eyes wandering all over you.
– Thank you, Satoru, you replied with a simple smile.
– Gojo, greeted Kento with a straight smile."
Gojo motioned towards a young model who had entered the party with him. The model was very pretty, no need to lie but... she wore a dress that seemed oddly familiar to yours. As you glanced down at her own outfit, you realized with surprise that the model was indeed wearing the same dress as you. Kento scoffed a bit, it was so obvious that Gojo planned this.
"Looks like we have a fashion twin here, Gojo teased, trying to mask the underlying motive behind all this scene.
– I guess great minds think alike, you replied, the tone casual."
You feigned indifference, refusing to let Gojo's ploy affect you.
Whispers and hushed comments floated through the air as people made jokes about the situation, mocking the young model... saying that she was trying too hard to be look better than you ; saying that she was just a cheep copy of you. All eyes were on the model, you felt a little bad for her.
Gojo was determined to prove himself and it means : putting on a show with the model, showering her with compliments and affection. He was ignoring all the gossips and whispers, only thinking about himself and not the discomfort of her plus one.
But despite his efforts, you remained unfazed. You continued to engage in conversation with others at the party, dancing to the music and feeling yourself. You were the life of the party, everyone loved your look! Everyone complimented you, you felt like a star!
As the night wore on, the atmosphere shifted, and it became evident that the model was uncomfortable with the attention she was receiving. The jokes at her expense started to take a toll on her confidence. You could see it when she was alone, drinking her cup of champagne alone. You couldn't help but feel a pang of empathy for the young woman, despite the situation.
You approached the model with a warm smile.
"What's your name twin?, you smiled sincerely at her."
The model seemed taken aback by your kindness, given the circumstances.
"Luna... Y/N I am a big fan of you, you are even more prettier in real life, she replied, a touch of uncertainty in her voice.
– Thanks sweetheart. You look absolutely adorable! Don't mind them, you reassured, gesturing towards the crowd. You know how much they love to talk for nothing in this industry.
– Thanks. You're really cool, you know that?, a grateful smile spread across the model's face.
– I try to be, you chuckled."
And as the night drew to a close, you could feel Gojo's stares. He was desperate for your attention, so needy to get a moment with you... but you were so busy having fun with the other celebrities. He was so jealous, he wanted to take you for himself right now! So, when you left the party to go to the toilet to put some lipstick... Satoru stopped you by grabbing your wist gently.
"Are you mad at me Y/N?, he said in a plea."
You widened your eyes, you didn't heard him follow you. You pull your arm away and look at him from head to toe.
"You are so self-centered Gojo...
– Please, say my name, Satoru cut you out. I feel like a total stranger when you call me Gojo, he added after coming closer to stroke your naked shoulders.
– Very well Satoru, you scoff. The dress thing was your idea right?, you asked."
He nods and bite his lips.
"Are you mad at me Y/N ?, he repeated.
– Of course, she didn't deserved all those fuckers to make fun of her, you retorted."
Satoru lost his focus, his gaze was blocked on your feet... The lace on one of your heel was undone. He kneeled down slowly without a word and you felt goosebumps when his hands brushed your legs. He took the lace of your heel and gently tied them.
You wanted to shout at you for appreciating this moment!
The moment felt like an eternity for both of you. Satoru was afraid that Y/N could hear his heart beating so fast.
Satoru got up and he ran his hand through his white hair, looking at you deep in your eyes. You were like a piece of art in front of him. He moistened his lips with his tongue.
"You are absolutely gorgeous Y/N, his voice was filled with admiration. A goddess, he added, as if he couldn't find enough words to express his awe."
You wanted to respond, to say something, deflect his compliments, but you found yourself lost in his blue eyes. It's like you were drowning into his ocean eyes. He was so close to you, there was no issue.
He brushed a lock of hair behind your ear, and the gentle gesture sent your heart into a race. You were torn between wanting to push him away and wanting to pull him closer.
"It's hard to act though when I am already on your knees baby, he murmured, his voice low and seductive."
His words sent a jolt of excitement through you, and you couldn't help but feel a blush creeping up your cheeks.
"May I ?, Satoru asked for permission to kiss your neck."
All your guard felt down. you couldn't find your voice to reply. Instead, you nodded shyly, giving him the consent he sought. It was the first time on your life that a guy was making you feel all those dumb things you only hear in love songs.
As his lips met your neck, a soft gasp escaped your lips. His touch was gentle yet filled with need that made your heart race. A shiver ran down your spine, and your breath hitched. The way he held you, made you loose balance.
As Gojo pulled away from the kiss on your neck, a silence enveloped the space between you. His eyes locked with yours, searching for any sign of hesitation or uncertainty. But instead, he saw a glimmer of something more, the desire he felt was reciprocal.
This moment was just the beginning.
Slowly, he leaned in once more, his movements still gentle.
And then, with a soft touch, Gojo's lips finally met yours. It was a tender kiss... Satoru was tasting your lips like it was the most precious thing in the world. Your hands on the back of his neck, your head was completely empty. It was only you and him.
The kiss deepened and you could feel how much Satoru was waiting for this moment. He needed you badly. His rough boxer's hand grabbed your waist tightly, you even asked yourself if he was afraid that you might run away.
And as the kiss finally broke, you found yourselves breathless, your foreheads resting against each other. His hand was slowly caressing your naked back it made you close your eyes for a second just to enjoy his soft touch.
He pulled away after a long moment where he was admiring you.
"I'll see you around, Y/N, he said out of nowhere."
With that, he turned and walked away, leaving you standing there, your heart pounding in your chest and your mind filled with a mess of emotions.
"What happened..., you said to yourself breathless."
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In the days that followed, you couldn't stop thinking about that moment, even now when you were interviewing him.
The higher-up wanted you to ask questions about the latest gossips about his life to make the interview a little "juicy" as they said.
Your eyes finally looked somewhere else than his lips when he finished to talk.
"Everyone is talking about how you change girlfriends like socks and complains about your unprofessionalism. What do you respond to these allegations ?, you asked playing with your pen. »
Slumped on the seat, his legs were spread apart. Satoru looked at your fingers playing with the pen before leaning forward. Then, he looked into your eyes, unbothered.
« I don't know what to respond to the girlfriends part but oh sweetheart I will not mind being unprofessional with you, he teased with a proud smirk. »
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