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You shivered as you walked through the darkened alley. Once again, you had been forced to retrieve another one of Sukuna’s fingers for Getou’s plans to commence. You’re still unsure as to why you were doing this for him… maybe you were too scared to sever ties with one of your best friends. Or maybe you were too frightened of the thought he’d kill you with no hesitation. In the beginning, you agreed that Getou was right in creating a sorcerer-only utopia. The humans never helped you anyway. In fact, they were the sole reason you were here. They were the reason your parents were killed.
Getou was always there to comfort you when you were upset, when you closed yourself off to the world. So the world he envisioned couldn’t have been such a bad idea. Then you remembered there was another. Somebody else you considered close when the world turned its back against you. But it was far too late. Sometimes though, you wondered what would have happened if you had made a different decision-
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You soon approached the abandoned building, marked by Getou, where the cursed artifact was supposedly located. You held up two fingers and recited the words to put up a veil. “Exorcise these impurities. Come from the darkness, darker than black.” After the barrier had formed across the surrounding area, you cautiously crept through the building and began your search. The last time you made contact with a finger, a low-grade cursed had managed to swallow it whole, transforming it into a ravaging beast that took most of your power to subdue. Preferring not to repeat that situation again, you made sure to keep on high alert for any odd noises or cursed energy.
BANG! From thin air, a large object was flung towards your direction, but you were able to evade in time with your quick reflexes. A thick smokescreen quickly poured throughout the room and covered most of your eyesight. But this was nothing new to you as you focused all attention to your surroundings. Suddenly, you felt a presence move from behind you before fading once again. Your attacker was an agile one for certain. But you had countermeasures for that. Aiming down to the floor, you released a blast of cursed energy to wipe away the smokescreen and quickly looked for cover. You ran behind a nearby pillar and heard a bang from where you were just standing. Your mind raced with ideas on how to defeat your mysterious opponent, but they were immediately silenced as your cover exploded from the impact of another blast.
“If I knew you were going to hide the entire time, I would’ve sent one of my subordinates to play with you instead,” a very familiar voice said in an arrogant tone.
“Gojo Satoru,” y/n replied in a similarly confident manner.
“And here I expected another ugly cursed spirit. I never knew this is how we’d meet again, y/n.”
Gojo wasted no time with recollections before leaping down and sending an elbow strike towards your face. Leaning back just in time, your hands quickly supporting your weight as your heel lifted up to slam into his head. However, Gojo had already anticipated that move and caught your foot with one hand. His other reeled back and lodged itself fiercely into your stomach. The sting of his impact caused you to groan aloud, but it wasn’t enough to distraught over as you wretched your leg from his grip. The two of you leapt backwards and prepared your next attack.
Shouting out a fierce war cry, you reached into your side pockets and brandished a pair of throwing knives. You imbued them both with cursed energy before launching them towards Gojo. As expected, they were met with the resistance of Gojo’s impenetrable Infinity, but that wasn’t their true purpose. The knives glowed with hot purple energy before exploding into a flash of light. Even if he wore a blindfold, the sudden explosion and noise would disorient even him for a moment. And that moment was all you needed in order to charge your trump card.
Formed within the curves of your palm, a gigantic sphere of dark purple energy surged and waned as it continued growing in size. By the time Gojo had seemingly recovered, your blast filled most of the room inside while you gave him a victorious smirk.
“I’m sure you haven’t forgotten how destructive this technique is, Gojo. Even somebody as strong as you will have to try in order to survive it!”
With a final grunt of effort, the last of your cursed energy funneled into the blast before you sent it hurtling towards Gojo. However, as a result of releasing so much cursed energy, you could feel the strength leave your body, and your vision become blurry. Confident in the power of your technique, you slumped softly to the ground before letting your eyelids close.
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You felt a tap on your shoulder. Your head was absolutely killing you and the light in the room hurt your eyes.
“Y/n… Y/n…”
You slowly opened your eyes to meet them with the black blindfold you know so well.
“What do you want from me, Gojo Satoru?”
“No: Hello, how have you been? Geez. After all these years, I’d have expected you to miss me just a little.” he stated in a sarcastic tone.
“Get to the point so I can leave this shithole already.”
“Always one to cut a conversation short, huh, y/n?”
“It’s not like I chose to be here, idiot.”
“Well, it’s not like you’ll be getting out anytime soon. So if I were you, I’d make yourself comfortable.”
You gave him a vicious stare and turned away with a “tch,” gritted through your teeth.
“Hm, now where shall we start... Ah! Why’d you join Getou, y/n?”
“Why would you want to know, Gojo? It’s not like you ever cared. You’ve never cared before. All you cared about was finding the next strongest person to beat, isn’t that right?”
“Tsk tsk. All that time around Getou has brainwashed you worse than I thought, Y/n. I never cared about fighting for the sake of strong people. I was fighting because I cared about my friends. You were too weak without me, so I protected you all. Now, tell me where Getou is hiding, or I’ll have to put our friendship aside for a bit.”
“Our friendship ended years ago,” you yelled into his face. “You mean nothing to me now. If you cared so much about our friendship, you would’ve joined us to reform this world into a better place. Do you even know why I joined Getou? Do you understand how much I loathe those regular humans? Do you know how much it hurt to see my parents die right in front of me and not have the power to do anything about it! You claim to be the strongest, and you claim to have wanted to protect me. Yet it seems the world’s most powerful sorcerer was too busy for one friend that day.”
Suddenly, the shackles holding her wrists in place broke loose as she leapt away from Gojo. But he was already two steps ahead of her. Gojo immediately caught her wrists and pinned her up against the chamber’s cold, damp wall. Y/n shamefully turned her face sideways in order to avoid eye contact. It was too unbearable to look at her old high school companion.
Gojo’s voice filled the empty prison with sharp determination. “You’re right, I have failed plenty of important people in the past. But what you and Getou have planned is nothing more than wounded dogs biting back because they have nothing left. Call it what you’d like, but you’re taking out your prejudices of a few against the many innocents out there. You’ll always remain weak if you can’t acknowledge how childish this is, y/n. Compared to you, even a child is mentally stronger than you’ll ever be.” Gojo leaned close while whispering the final part.
“Tell me where Getou is hiding. Tell me his plans.” he stated with a malicious edge. You understood that Gojo was no longer fooling around as his grip tightened against y/n’s wrists. “I told you there’d be consequences if you resisted.”
His words fell flat against your rising anger. Kicking and screaming away, you tried your best to raise your knee and push him off. But the supremacy of Gojo’s “Infinity” caused your flailing to prove useless. Looking down at you with slight remorse, Gojo’s lips opened quietly before he finally spoke again.
“Listen to me y/n, you and Getou are still my best friends. I don’t enjoy this anymore than you do. Please, just tell me what I need to know, and I can make everything better again. I don’t want to hurt you like this-”
“Shut it Gojo! I’m tired of hearing you talk, let me go! I hate you!”
As silence reclaimed the empty room, she began to think about what Gojo said. Maybe he was right all along? Maybe following Getou was the wrong choice? The thoughts and questions swarmed through her mind like a typhoon. She wasn't sure what the right decision was anymore. Her mind and body felt tired, heavy, as she lamented the true gravity of what was happening. There was no escape from this place unless she betrayed her once good friend for another treated as an enemy.
Within Gojo’s mind, a strange feeling squeezed at the center of his chest. A sensation he hadn’t recalled for a few years now: regret. The longer the silence stood between them, Gojo began to understand just how stressful this must be for y/n. The pain struck deeper as he realized his words were only causing her further turmoil. All he wanted to do was hold her and relinquish her fears, but his fingers refused to release their trembling, iron grip. Anguish filled his heart as their spectacular reunion continued funneling into despair.
Suddenly, Gojo could hear something splash against the cobble floor. Looking down to the source, he noticed there were multiple wet marks across the stone. His eyes trailed back up, and his arms trembled when he realized where they came from. Y/n’s eyes were puffed up, a bright cherry red, as she continued to sob silently. Her tears fell like droplets against the damp floor before she felt something warm hug her body. Gojo’s arms wrapped around her tightly and refused to let go. The comfort of him being there now was enough for her to unleash all of the tears she’d bottled up inside being under Getou’s command. She held onto Gojo and cried for the parents she’d never see again, and all the innocents she had taken. She cried knowing that there was a way out again thanks to him. She cried into the shoulder of her reunited friend. And eventually, after she could cry no more, she looked up to Gojo with eyes searching for redemption.
“It’s okay now y/n. Getou may have only seen your capability for fighting, but I know you’re just as smart too. I can help you escape from this path of violence. Will you allow me?”
With strain and grief choking up her voice, y/n quietly answered back to him, “I don’t know what I want, Gojo… I just want my parents back. I feel the need to avenge them, I want to make this world a better place. I’m just not sure as to what I need to do…” and with barely a whisper, she added on, “ I can’t betray Getou like this, he’s my best friend too-.”
“That’s alright, you don’t have to know everything right now. But what I do know is what Getou has planned won’t save the world. He was my best friend too and I’m going to pull him back to his senses. I’m Gojo Satoru after all. Nothing is impossible for the strongest jujutsu sorcerer. Even when it comes to saving his friends.”
This made y/n completely fall into the mercy of Gojo Satoru. She gave in to his embrace and treasured it.
“I missed you, Satoru.”
“... She didn’t call me Gojo,” he thought to himself. Gojo’s expression immediately changed into a shocked expression and he made sure to hide the light blush that painted his face.
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“So, you said your parents used to make you waffles when you were young?” Gojo asked while leaning over the couch and smiling at you.
“Yeah… they were always my favorite. Sometimes my mom would add chocolate chips to them when I was having a bad day. Why do you ask?” y/n said looking over at him then quickly looking away once her eyes met his covered ones.
“No reason, just figured I’d get to know you better.” Gojo discreetly twirls his way over to the cabinets and begins searching for ingredients to make waffles- especially for the key ingredient of chocolate chips.
Before he starts cooking, he tries to liven up the quiet space by playing some music. He turns up the volume of the speaker and starts playing, “SOS,” by Avicii. He dances alone while whipping up the chocolate chip waffle mix. He hopes to catch y/n’s attention with his cool (stupid) dance moves but she doesn’t look up from the book she was reading. This frustrated him to the max since he’s craving y/n’s attention. When the beat of the song dropped, he shuffled his way over to y/n and coerced her to get up and dance with him. Y/n got up with a pout but danced nonetheless.
“Satoru, I’m going to fall!” Y/n said with a laugh as he kept twirling her around to the beat of the music.
He twirled her out then into his arms, the both of them smiling and laughing, while enjoying the good music. This was a moment Gojo wished would last forever. Little did he know, y/n was thinking the same thing.
“Satoru… Satoru!! Lower the music, I think something’s burning!”
“Oh shit!” Gojo cursed under his breath as he ran to shut off the stove. “There goes my chance of impressing you with a nice home cooked meal.” He said as he tried fanning away the smoke.
Y/n started laughing, “Satoru, you dummy! You and I both know your talents lie anywhere else other than cooking.” she teased and lightly poked his shoulder. “Let’s do this together, it’ll increase our chances of actually eating a proper meal.”
They both spent the rest of the night sharing stories, laughs, and smiles together.
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It’s been a few months since you’ve reunited with Gojo. You’ve both been working hard to reconnect with one another to once again be on the same level of closeness you guys used to have. There’s only one problem… Gojo began noticing that he finds himself thinking about you 24/7.
“What am I feeling? Do I like y/n? Does she even like me? AHH, fuck it. I need to figure this out.” Gojo thought to himself while mumbling the last part. He went to go meet up with y/n later that day.
“Yo, y/n!” he waved at her while giving her the most beautiful smile. “I have something for you.”
She looked at him hesitantly. “Toru, I swear if you’re going to prank me, I will not hesitate to kick your ass… again.”
From behind his back, he pulled out a cute little bag that contained your favorite sweet: strawberry shortcake. You shot him a smile that made his heart beat crazy against his chest and when you pulled him into a hug to thank him, he knew he had to hide the massive blush that was staining his face.
“Thank you, Toru. I’m glad you remembered that this was one of my favorites.”
“How could I ever forget?” he said as he hugged you back. “So, y/n, what’d you say we hang out tonight? I heard there was going to be a meteor shower and this only happens once every few years, so how about we watch it together?”
Y/n’s heart skipped a beat. She was used to hanging out with him one-on-one but for some reason she felt nervous about this.
“Sure, I’d love to.” she responded.
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You and Gojo are now lying down on the soft grass waiting for the meteorshower to start. It was a comforting silence, where you’re both enjoying each other’s presence. You turn to the side to face him and somehow, curiosity begins to fill your mind. You wanted to see Gojo’s beautiful eyes. You’ve only seen them once a few years ago, but your mind is craving to see them once again. Before you knew it, your hand was suddenly caressing his face, softly turning it to face you. Gojo felt his face heat up from the sudden contact that your hand had with his skin. Y/n’s hand now grazes over his blindfold but Gojo suddenly stops her by bringing her hand around the back to untie it. The blindfold slowly falls from his face and you’re completely captivated by his electric blue eyes. You have never seen eyes as blue and vibrant as his.
“Beautiful.” was the only word you were capable of saying since you were entranced by the sight before you. Your hands glided over his eyelids as they fluttered shut, while you admired his white lashes. He was the definition of ethereal.
“Y/n…” he said as he grabbed your face, “Do you believe that there are soulmates? That two people no matter how far apart, no matter what differences came between them, will always come back together?”
“Satoru… I-” he cut you off by placing his thumb upon your lips and slowly gliding over them.
“I think that soulmates exist… I think that you and I will always come back together… always be together.” and with that final statement, he closed the distance between you two with a most passionate kiss. His lips felt so warm against yours that if he were to detach them, it’d be a crime.
In this moment, you both forgot all about looking at the stars and remained captivated by one another's presence.
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After their dazzling star-gazing date, y/n and Gojo were walking back home. The entire time Gojo had her giggling and had her hand in his, with no intention of letting go. Gojo’s smile couldn’t have been any wider as he twirled you around the evening-lit streets. His chest nestled closely with yours, holding you in a warm embrace.
“Compared to the stars from earlier, your smile is the most beautiful sight I’ve seen in my life. You should smile more often.”
“You seem to know all the right things to say, Satoru. I would assume you say this to all the girls.”
“And just how many girls do you think I talk to, y/n? I’m not as popular as I used to be back in highschool.”
“If you’re fishing for compliments by easing me into saying you still look hot, you could’ve just asked.”
Gojo chuckled softly before resuming their walk back home. “Surely you know by now I don’t need to trick you into saying that. We both know it’s true.”
Y/n is now flustered by his words. “Shut up, idiot.”
“Make me,” he said in a luscious tone before pressing his lips against yours.
Gojo was greedily stealing kisses from y/n the entire way back to the apartment. He was unable to keep his affection away from you any longer it seemed, taking every chance he could to tease you further before unlocking the door.
Gojo leaned you up against the wall at the bottom of the stairs, unable to take another step forward without having contact with your skin. He leaned into the crook of your neck and gifted it with hungering kisses. Y/n gasped once she felt his hands roam at the hem of her shirt. Softly, she pushed him back up while trying to retain her composure.
“Geez Satoru, you can’t even wait until we reach your room before you try getting handsy. Have your parents taught you no self-control?”
“It’s your fault for being such a tease, y/n. You should have known my body would react like this. It wants you; as do I.”
Y/n was reaching her limit for teasing Gojo, as she also craved him. With this, she grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs in a frenzy, not wanting to lose their current atmosphere.
Without a moment to waste, Gojo opened up the bedroom door while swiftly removing his shirt. Your eyes met his blindfold, and then trailed down to gaze at his abdomen on full display. You could tell his time away hadn’t been for slacking, every muscle glistened and showed signs of intense training. Your hands had already moved to touch his chest before you noticed it. But you continued anyway, admiring and gleaming at his physique with pride.
“It seems to me like you’re the one who needs to be taught manners now.” Gojo slyly stated.
You felt your body tumble onto the bed as Gojo looked down at you with a satisfied smirk. Even if you couldn’t see his eyes, you could feel them gazing across every inch of your bared body. That feeling alone enticed you greatly, making you flinch and try to cover up your noticeable bits. But Gojo noticed this and locked hands with you before you had the chance.
“Nuh-uh-uh, no more hiding away from me Y/n. We’re going to be doing a lot of reconnecting tonight~”
Whispering the final part in your ears, Gojo’s cool fingers began to trace around your neck and stomach as his lips commanded yours into a kiss. At first, you tried to resist his touch and pull away from him, but you found soon after that Gojo didn’t need his hands to keep you in place. His gaze penetrated sternly through his black blindfold and ordered you to relax; which you obeyed after a few more kisses from Gojo.
While your mouth was preoccupied with Gojo’s, his hands had moved down to grope at your supple bottom. You could feel his hands firmly, yet softly, grip your ass and shake it around. Seeing how much he loved to feel it made you blush a light red. However, you couldn’t just let him have all the fun, so you pushed him off slightly before letting out a scoff.
“Satoru Gojo. If I didn’t know any better, it seems you’ve fallen in love with my ass more than me. Would you have preferred if I had a bigger chest as well?”
Seeing you tease back surprised Gojo for a moment, but his domineering aura soon returned with a chuckle. He didn’t respond back to your little jeers, instead taking off his blindfold to reveal his shimmering, aquamarine eyes. You felt like the world froze within that instance. They were radiant, and reflected your admiring gaze back in serene beauty. But that light was cut off as Gojo proceeded to wrap that same cloth around your eyes.
“If you really believe that’s the case, then I’ll have to just show how much I care the hard way.”
The way he stressed the final part made you curious about what he was going to do next. His comforting body heat next to yours made you feel safe , the only reason you felt comforted inside this pitch black void. You almost questioned how he could even see through this before you felt his lips gently kiss your head. They were warm, soothing. You could feel each kiss tenderly grace your skin as he traveled across your body.
His mouth paused right above your breasts, but you could feel his tantalizing breath hover over your left nipple. You shuddered in anticipation while awaiting that sweet sensation, desperately craving to see what Gojo had planned. That gift finally arrived as his lips wrapped around your nipple and sucked on it. His tongue licked and teased it over gently, his lips smothering it with delicate kisses.You softly moaned as you felt one of his hands now groping your right breast. His fingers rolled and pinched your nipple teasingly, before softly massaging it.
This cavort of pleasure continued until you felt his lips release your nipple and trail down your body again. However, his hands continued to play and massage your breasts with a supple touch, making you moan more. The blindfold prevented you from seeing Gojo’s face, much less your own, but you could feel the sorcerer had a wicked smile as he teased you further. He continued to leave trails of kisses down your abdomen and breathing a cool breath that left you with tingles. He went down further and you recognized his breath lingering again, this time over your pussy. His hesitation filled you with a sense of daring, and you took this opportunity to tease him again.
“What’s the matter Satoru? Surely you’ve done this before?”
His silence was only half-expected by now, but the sudden entrance of his fingers inside her was not. Your toes curl up instantly as you adjust to the feeling of both fingers in you. Noticing your little reactions, Gojo teasingly slides them in and out of your pussy at a slow pace, making sure you can feel them deeply before taking them out again. His rhythmic fingering continued each time you let yourself moan, pushing his fingers inside faster bit by bit.
By the time you had become used to his teasing fingers, Gojo’s hands was now covered in your juices. A detail he described repeatedly over the course of him fingering you into a sweaty mess. Suddenly, Gojo was kissing around your soft spot, but didn’t stop there. He slowly kissed your inner thigh, sending shivers down your spine. He left one lingering kiss and started to bite softly marking your skin with a purple hue. He licked over the mark and left a trail of kisses leading back to your soft spot. He licked your pussy and moved his tongue in the perfect manner within you.
“Satoru,” you moaned as you tugged at his hair. You were trying to push him away, as your body was becoming overwhelmed with his tongue. This only caused him to continue further. He knew you were close to reaching your limit when you let out a loud moan, but he stopped just before you could. You could now hear the sound of fumbling and jingling. Before you could even ask what the noises were, you felt something increasingly hot rest across your crotch. You gasped aloud as the question came fumbling out.
“Satoru.. is that your..?”
“Mhm. And I’m going to use it to prove my sincerity to you. So I hope you’re prepared to receive it all.”
Gojo didn’t bother giving you time to retort before penetrating you with his cock. You could feel yourself immediately tighten around it as it entered inside, a shallow breath escaping your lips as you focused on untightening your walls. However, this strain of effort only made Gojo chuckle as he caressed your cheek softly.
“You don’t have to try so hard Y/n. Just breathe in and relax, you’re going to be fine.”
“Hmph, you don’t have to worry about me Satoru. I’ve handled worse situations than this.”
Even as you said this, you couldn’t help but relish in the touch of Gojo’s hands. Your face slowly turned to its directions while your breath began to focus. Your grip against his cock had finally loosened. A fact he took full advantage by immediately thrusting back inside of you. The deeper he went in, the more pleasure befalls on you and moans escaped your mouth.
“Fuck,” was the only word that left Gojo’s mouth while he watched you completely let loose. His mind raced with excitement at how sensual the sight was.
Only five minutes passed since that moment, and Gojo had made you completely stretched around his dick. It filled you completely, roughly pounding at your center in order to pleasure him further. His hands were now clutching at your throat hungrily instead of soothingly caressing your skin. Every thrust left you breathless as Gojo allowed you no mercy. Your life and pleasure was sheltered into his hands, a fate you had no resistance to anymore.
The sexual sin of Satoru Gojo had completely taken over you. He was the only thought on your mind.
Suddenly, you were lifted from the bed and carried to another position on your knees, all while Gojo showed no signs of stopping his thrusts. You could feel his breath hot on your ear as he whispered quietly.
“I know you can’t see it Y/N, but you have the sluttiest face I’ve ever seen. Your cheeks are a nice rosey red and I bet your eyes would be rolling back in pleasure if I pulled off this blindfold. Don’t you want to see it yourself?”
Hearing Gojo describe your face made your body shudder in embarrassment. Perhaps even excitement. But you still had your pride to hold onto, even if it cost you the delight of seeing Gojo.
“Nice try, but you’re only saying all of that to make me embarrassed. I know your tricks by now Sato-“
The blindfold was jerked off from your face and allowed you to see the room once more. The first thing you were met with was a pair of eyes. Except, they weren’t Gojo’s. They were your own. In fact, you could see all of yourself in front of a mirror Gojo placed close by. Embarrassment flushed your cheeks when you realized everything he mentioned was true.
You quickly tried to look away and cover your face, but once again, Gojo wouldn’t allow you to run away. Your hands were quickly bond cloth while he clutched your chin upward. His grip forced you to gaze at yourself. He wanted you to see how much of a whore you were for him.
“Look at you. The most beautiful slut I’ve ever seen. I know you’re enjoying this like I am, your body is telling me so.”
“H-hah, you wish Satoru. As if I’d enjoy thi- hngh!”
Gojo’s hand fiercely marked your ass with a slap, a red-hot imprint of his hand burning against your rear. You attempted to stifle your cries to no avail. His eyes stared intently as he tightened the grip on your throat further.
“Your teasing can only continue for so long, Y/N. It’s about time you admitted how much you love this. No need to be shy.”
With every word he spoke, Gojo emphasized its importance by thrusting deeply and smacking your ass. Your back arched with the combination of pleasurable pain, leaving you at awe for words: the only sounds present were your gasps and moans. After a continued pounding to your pussy, Gojo proceeded to loosen his grip just enough so that you could speak again.
“So, what were you going to say?”
“P-please.. keep going.. fuck-”
Satoru smirked before his lips locked against your neck. You could feel him desperately suckling and licking your skin while his cock furiously thrusted inside you. His dick was a throbbing mess, twinging in pleasure as it began to meet its limit.
“Fuck, I think I’m gonna cum-” Gojo stated in a throaty manner.
“Satoru!” y/n moaned out with pleasure.
With a loud, thunderous smack, Gojo’s cock pushed in as deeply as it could and released his warm cum. The feeling of Gojo unloading his climax ignited a hot sensation as you reached climax simultaneously. Gojo laid down next to you, as you were both left breathless from your encounter.
“Y/n…” he said as he wrapped an arm around you and laid his head on your chest. Every inch of his mind was taken up with thoughts of you. He never wanted to lose you.
“Hmm,” y/n hummed as she played with his snow-white hair, lightly tugging at it.
“Can you promise me one thing?” he asks while slowly getting up to kiss your cheek. His glimmering eyes pull you in once again with his pretty white lashes brushing your cheek.
Y/n giggles as his lashes tickle her face. “Toru, tell me!”
He stops pecking her cheek with little kisses and says, “Promise me that no matter what happens, you’ll always be by my side.”
She pulls him into a tight hug that causes him to fall back over onto his back. She straddles him and lifts her pinky up to her chest and says, “Satoru, I promise to always be by your side. But you have to promise me this too. Just because you’re the strongest, doesn't mean I’m letting you get away easy.”
He smiled and intertwined his pinky with hers. “I promise, y/n.”
He then pulled y/n back into his chest and showered her with soft kisses while they enjoyed the rest of the night in one another’s embrace.