I laid on the bed in my room, staring blankly at the wall as I thought about everything that had just happened.

Sometimes, I really didn't know what the hell was wrong with me... I never thought shit through. After a certain point, I would just snap and have absolutely no control over myself.

I curled up and snuggled further underneath the blankets. My headache was gone for the moment, but now I was sick to my stomach at the thought of how close I was to killing Gakuganji.

I don't think he really deserved it... He was just a product of his environment, too old to break away from the deeply routed traditions of jujutsu.

My clan had been feared. The threat had to be eliminated in order for these assholes to feel secure in their power.

But they would all die off eventually, right? So when they did, I would be ready to help Satoru rebuild. Until then, I just needed to protect and prepare the next generation.

"Y/n," a harsh voice called out as the door flew open.

I sat up slowly and sighed, "Satoru."

I watched as he slammed the door shut. I already knew I was in for it. He was probably pissed. He actually did want them dead but probably not killed in the middle of a meeting.

He stormed over to me, ripping off his blindfold to showcase his overly intense eyes.

"Look—" he cut me off as he tore off my mask and immediately smashed his lips against mine.

He definitely caught me off guard, but I quickly sank into the kiss, pulling him back down on top of me.

Our lips moved sloppily together as he shoved his tongue further into my mouth. His kiss was so hectic, so desperate.

His hands found their way underneath my sweater exploring my bare skin and digging into my flesh.

I let out a low moan as he harshly bit my lip. His mouth travelled down to my neck and he sucked on the sensitive skin. It was so rough it almost hurt.

"Satoru," I called out in a confused voice. "W-what's going on?"

Not that I was complaining. I had been dying to be with him ever since I woke back up, but something was off.

This wasn't just him being aggressive or dominant for pleasure, I could tell there was really something wrong. And as much as I loved being used as his distraction, because I really did love it, I was worried.

He ignored me completely as he pulled me up, ripping off my sweatshirt and tossing it to the ground. He wasted no time in returning right back to my neck, marking my skin with his kiss, almost even harder than before.

"Hey," I said as I gently grabbed his head, forcing him to look up at me. "What's going on?"

He smirked as he leaned in to kiss me, "I wanna fuck you, Y/n. Just enjoy it."

He kissed my lips before trailing down to my chest. He roughly bit down on my nipple while his hand played with the other one.

I couldn't lie that I was already wet and throbbing, dying for him to keep going. So I did as he said, I closed my eyes and just tried to enjoy it.

But after a few more moments, I just couldn't. It was painfully obvious something was going on.

"Babe," I whispered as I ran my hands through his hair. "As much as I want this, you need to talk to me."

"I don't want to talk," he mumbled as he left kisses around my stomach, biting onto my flesh. I knew I would be totally covered in his marks which was really turning me on.

If I didn't love him as much as I do, I would've let him have his way with me. But I know him, and he was doing this because he doesn't know how to actually communicate his feelings.

"Satoru, you need to stop."

"You don't mean that," he said as he began trying to pull down my leggings.

I tilted his head to look at me again, and I was right. His eyes were so sad as they stared into mine.

"Tell me what's wrong," I whispered. "I'm here for you."

Suddenly, he collapsed on top me as he began to let out loud sobs, his tears wetting the bare skin of my stomach.

"Satoru," I called out as I slowly pulled up his body. I held him tightly as he wrapped his arms around me, crying into my chest.

I rubbed his back, trying to comfort him the best I could, "I love you so much. You can trust me."

"P-please, please don't leave me," he huffed out through soft sobs.

My own tears started to fall as he said that, and I held him even tighter. The hell I had put this man through, I really didn't deserve him.

After I saw him that night at the bar, I broke up with him and completely disappeared. No matter how many times he asked for me to just let him explain, I wouldn't...

And part of me knew he would never really cheat on me, but I still wouldn't even give him a chance to talk things through.

The truth was, I was terrified of how much I loved him. And I used that night as an excuse to end things with him before he ever got the chance to break my heart.

Then the stupid shit I said after finding out about my clan and my parents... Why would I say that to him? Right after talking about spending our lives together.

I felt like the worst person alive, and why he still loved me this much, I would never understand. But I was so fucking lucky he did.

"I'm not going anywhere, Satoru," I tilted his head up to look at me. "I know I keep pushing you away, and I'm so sorry. But the truth is, I can't live without you. And I don't ever want to live without you."

"Even after what you saw?" he asked softly.

I nodded, "What happened to my parents, that wasn't your fault... I don't blame you at all."

"But—"

I cut him off, "When I thought I lost you, when I thought I was watching you die..." I paused, trying to find the right words. "Satoru, you make this life worth living."

"I'm sorry I keep hurting you," I said as I ran my hands through his hair. "If you give me just one more chance... I promise. I'll get it right this time."

He smiled softly before pulling me into a long kiss. I kept my eyes closed as we broke apart, letting myself just enjoy the moment.

"Marry me," he huffed out.

My eyes snapped open in confusion, but his face was completely serious, "W-what?"

"I'm going to get it right this time too. You're not the only one who's been fucking up in this relationship," he teased with a small smirk.

"And I don't want to spend another day without you. I know I want to be with you for the rest of my life... So if you feel the same. Marry me."

"Gojo.."

"Satoru," he corrected me in the same way he always does, and I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Satoru..." I trailed off. "Isn't this kind of crazy?"

"Are you saying you don't want to?"

"No! No... No, I am not saying that at all."

I bit my lip as I looked at him. Of course I wanted to say yes... So what was holding me back? Was I really that surprised? We've both known for so long that we would never want to be with anyone else...

"Well it's really not that crazy, Y/n."

"But then I would have to be a Gojo," I teased.

He laughed loudly, "Not to be mean, but that can't be any worse than being a Sato."

We both smiled as we stared at each other. I felt like I was in a dream.

He touched my face softly, "So what do you say? Will you marry me?"

I smiled as I took a deep breath, "Of course I will, Satoru. I love you so much."

"I love you too," he huffed out, quickly pulling me back in and kissing me through the huge smile that was now stretching across his face.

Slowly, our kiss grew more intense, picking up right where we left off. The softness of his tongue combined with the way his hands gripped roughly around my backside was driving me wild.

I let out a soft sigh as he broke apart and pinned me down on the bed. He smirked at me before throwing off his own shirt.

"Now will you finally let me do what I want to you?" he whispered into my ear before laying harsh, wet kisses down my neck.

"Fuck," I moaned out as he bit down on me... I was definitely going to enjoy this.

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😩🥵 but i'm not posting that on a sunday LMAOOO thanks for reading i love yall too much