Okaeri┆ ⤿ ⌗
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For it being april, it was remarkably windy today. The numerous wind chimes in your vicinity chimed in an assuasive manner. It was still pretty early when the boys got done with practice so now you were walking towards the storage room to retrieve a broom for cleaning.
You heard a sharp tring from behind you, followed by a low whistle. You briskly pivoted your head to be met with Satoru on his bike (you weren't even sure who's it was.. maybe they mugged it),
Shitty ass bike makes a comeback, I guess.
his legs were set down on either sides of it as he pushed it forward along with you, his glasses were slid down to his nose bridge while he was looking at you with a dorky grin, "Got a ride, pretty lady?"
He was now right beside you, his fluffy hairs swayed admist the gentle winds as he motioned his heads behind him, "Get in, cutie. free of charge for you," He said in-what you assumed-a flirtatious manner and sent you wink,
As much as you'd like to deadpan and say, 'what the fuck, Satoru?';
You try to stifle a laugh, a smudgy blush adorning your cheeks, "What are you doing, Satoru?" Your tone came off as whispery as you said those words with a crooked smile-this was too good to overlook.
"Lookin' out for the weak," He shrugged casually, he bumped his elbow against your shoulder lightly, "Now hop in the whip!" He ushered, the unflappable smirk plastered on his lips,
The wind chimes continued to sway mellifluously, you softly shook your head, "Ermmm, no." you crossed your arms, maybe you would've 'hopped in the whip' if it weren't for him calling you weak.
Satoru tring'd the bell again, finding it fun, "Come onnn! walking is lame and overrated."
"Your bike is lame."
He gasped histrionically, finding your statement immensely offensive while still moving the bike alongside you slowly as you walked-he seemed to be matching it with your movements, "Don't say that, Linda is very cool." He pointed an accusatory finger at you, his elbows on the bike's handle,
You raised a brow at the name, "I hope Linda cheats on you and calls you ugly."
Satoru patted Linda's basket that seemed to have some kind of plastic bag in it, "Nah. we locked in." He announces proudly,
"Now get in [y/n]!"
Well, you figured he would pester you and ring the bell continuously until you gave in anyway. You rolled your eyes playfully, a ghost blush and smile still present,
"Fine, only for Linda." You hopped on the carrier as he cheered in triumph, placing his foot back on the paddle, "Awesome. Where d'ya wanna go pretty lady?" He tilted his head slightly,
You adjusted yourself on the carrier, "Stop with the names. and the storage room."
"Alright, hold on tight booboo sugar free brown sugar," He yelled out and started biking without warning making you gasp and clutch onto the back of his shirt for dear life, "Satoru, you idiot!" You hissed, before blushing and tentatively wrapping your arms around his waist, hoping it'd play of as you wanting to steady yourself.
Satoru chuckled loudly, the wind hit you sharply, his soft hairs tickling your cheek occasionally. You rested your face on his back-this was cheesy, yes.
But it felt comforting,
Getting to touch him like this, spending mundane moments together-even if they were fraught with hushed sweet nothings and innocuous insults,
Maybe you were content with not putting a label to your feelings. He was here, beside you.
"Almost there!" He announced as the two of you neared the storage room,
"..Satoru?"
He hummed under his breath, slightly turning his head towards you to let you know he was listening,
"You do know how to break, right..?"
"..."
-skip ! ★ )
"I'm gonna fucking kill you,"
Gojo chuckled as he kept bumping into you on purpose as the two of you swept away the random leaves. "Bury me with my middle fingers up then." he continued to laugh, you noticed how it sounded like a fuckass wild sprinkler,
You smacked his legs with the broom, it repelling because of his infinity, you groaned, "I'm gonna cut your middle fingers off and give them to the higher-ups."
"Atta girl," He said in a-what you assumed-flirtatious manner while striking a strangely crooked pose. You blankly stared at him before wordlessly turning away.
Satoru sighed and shook his head, displeased at you (rudely, might he add) ignoring his inestimable charms,
There's a big difference between self aware and self obsessed. "We're almost done here, could you get the dust pan? I forgot it earlier," You said without turning around, you already knew he would froth at the mouth about how he isn't gonna do it-
"Okay."
You immediately swooshed around, watching as he dropped the shopworned broom and walked away. "..huh?"
What was next? the world was ending? because this is pretty crazy if I do say so myself. You shrugged pensively before going back to sweeping leaves as you deemed the issue inconsequential,
After few minutes something was dropped on your head, "Delivery." Satoru muttered, repetitively smacking your head with the dust pan, "Shitty delivery service, give up on your job. you're useless." you snatched the dust pan away from his grasp,
Satoru childishly stuck out his tongue before helping you clean up.
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You've noticed that by now, sunset and Satoru (a deadly combo) was a sight you've started seeing often, and it might just be your favorite sight. Although, you doubt the sunset can ever emulate the beauty of Satoru's eyes,
The aforementioned male dropped a plastic bag between the two of you as you were now sat on the open staircase after cleaning up, "I bought candies earlier,"
"Did you get sour candies?" You asked, already rummaging through the bag of goods, Satoru observed you actively search for it, "It's the bright green packaging." He informed after watching you struggle,
You quickly fished the candy out, "Aha!" You tore the candy open, you've noticed how the smell was deadly but like, in a good way. "I didn't knew they renewed the packaging,"
Satoru hummed under his breath while rummaging through the plastic bag, picking out different sorts of candies, "It looks so fucking ugly, dislike." You closely watched how his eyes sparkled as he pulled something out from the bag as you chewed on the candy.
"what's that?" You questioned curiously, He looked up and grinned at you, "Digimon cards!" He answered ebulliently,
His love for digimon was beyond you, it made you chuckle softly as you watched him happily swing his legs while unboxing the cards,
You've noticed how whenever you come across anything related to digimon you always give it to him, you like to say it's because you don't know shit about digimon but honestly you just like seeing his eyes light up.
There's only a number of things that can move him, it's candies, digimon and suguru. (and more) "Did you and Suguru fight or something?"
"No. why?" He mumbled, still distracted.
As said earlier, Sunset and Satoru was a detrimental combo. Because whenever you stared at him under the noontide glow made him seem like a fragile painting of the earth in your eyes, "Usually you're stuck to the bone together, the reality is shifting."
He pouted, seemingly because he didn't get the card he wanted, "I mean we did fight when I said his trousers are stupid but nothing too serious."
You know when you get this sudden urge to crush or pet every cute scrunkly little animal you come across? You've noticed how you seem to get those urges quite a lot around Satoru Gojo.
And right now you just wanted to play with his hairs-he wouldn't mind right? he likes touch, he's clingy.
Satoru, who was very unaware of your gaze as he was too occupied into getting an SSR card happily whistled under his breath.
If only he knew.
"Holy fuck I got alphamo—huh?" Without thinking, you placed your hands on top his head, Satoru stopped his sentence, staring at you,
'what the fuck what the fuck why did I do that? I should kill myself right now gojo please hit me with red right now!'
You were frozen and so was he. "d-deathxmon is better," you answered, almost robotically, His eyes sparkled again, although a little tentative, "Right?"
"..right—right,"
You retracted your hand in a military like fashion, "You had uhm, you had a leaf on your head.."
Satoru pursed his lips for few minutes, watching you freeze on spot, in all honesty you looked terribly constipated—He bursted into laughter, sounding like a fuckass sprinkler yet again except it was now rusty,
You groaned, getting up to probably smash your skull against the wall till your cerebrum is fucked into oblivion. "Ow—fuck!" You yelped loudly, tumbling down as soon as you tried to stand up,
The white haired sorcerer stopped laughing, suddenly startled by your loud painful noise, "what happened?" he asked, watching as your eyes turned watery and your face contorted into an uncomfortable expression.
"I think I sprained my ankle.." You mutter, it probably happened when Satoru crashed the bike since he couldn't fucking break. You definitely deserve it after the stunt you pulled, you think.
Satoru places everything back into the plastic bag before walking closer to you, "Get on my back."
His offer made you stare at him with half lidded eyes, "What the fuck?" He rolled his eyes and sighed, "It's a sad sight, so just get on." He lowered himself in front of you,
Hesitantly you crawled over his back, still cautious. Satoru tucked his hands under your knees, mindful of his placement as to not touch you were you wouldn't want to be touched, with a low grunt he hauled himself up,
"Is this okay?" You ask, a dust of blush on your cheeks,
"Oh yeah don't worry it's the perfect weight."
"Fuck do you mean?"
"Perfect weight for a workout." He laughed, you tightened your arms around his neck as to choke him, "Stopp, I'll drop you!"
With a huff you loosened your arms around him, the zeitgeist of noontide seeping in. You lowered your head into his shoulder while listening to his soft breathing,
He had such a pretty nape.
You weren't sure what was up with you these days but you lightly pressed your lips against his neck, almost unnoticeably,
Satoru's eyes dropped to the floor at the sensation, he couldn't quite tell if it was intentional or not, I mean he was still antagonizing over you suddenly placing your hand on his head earlier, "..what's with you today?" he whispered,
Your eyes widened a smidge bit, you moved your lips away from his neck and turned your head to the opposite direction. "sorry." you quietly muttered, you weren't sure why but you felt like crying all of the sudden,
And Satoru suddenly felt empty as soon as you moved.
Feelings are so complicated, aren't they?
⸻ AUTHOR'S NOTES ;
HAPPY SATORU DAYYYYYYYYYY
I love gojo so much I will be crying tonight I miss him like a mf man I love this silly little dork so much :(
I know I haven't updated for like three months I'm s*rry!!!! hopefully I'll be consistent from now on because I'm planning on publishing chapters every Thursday!!!!
also credits to uzxotic for the bike scene idea !!!
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