Overheard.

“Overheard.”

— in which you practice your confession to him, and he hears.

“Satoru... I like you.”

Falling in love is hard.

You throw your head back in exasperation, a sigh pushing past your lips and into the emptiness of your room.

“Satoru,” You begin again, glaring at your reflection, “I think if the Earth exploded tommorow I would- No that’s pathetic!”

But falling in love with an enigma such as Satoru Gojo is harder.

Especially when he was your Co-Worker and friend, and not one for blind vulnerability in any capacity.

Something you were devastated by perfectly ok with!

You place your thumb in your mouth and chew on the nail, frustrated at your lack of articulation.

Your lingering stares, and pathetic attempts to subtly flirt with him, appeared to backfire in a mirage of deflection from the sorcerer.

Leading you to the bitter conclusion that your feelings were entirely unrequited.

And that’s fine.

Everything is fine.

You would be fine.

…

You turn back to the mirror, lifting your head up and throwing on a smile.

“Gojo- No- Satoru, me and you? What about it? You in?”

God. You sound insane.

Even worse you sound desperate.

You thought your feelings for Gojo would dissipate with time, that you would realise that they stemmed purely from admiration and would vanish as fast as they first appeared.

But as you grew closer to Gojo, your feelings grew too.

Culminating into him, holding your hand to reassure you after a mission went askew.

Holding it.

With no barriers. No infinity.

His hand was warm, the palm soft with years of fighting without touch.

“Don’t worry ‘bout it ‘kay?” He had said, cooing at you as you furiously wiped frustrated tears from your eyes.

“Just focus on getting stronger, yea? You’ll be fine.”

And now you were fantasising your confession to the man, like you were 16 years old again, pouting about an unreturned crush.

One touch and you’re helpless to your own feelings, your own heart.

How childish…

You shake your head.

What did it matter anyway? You were never going to say it to him, you can let yourself have your own, embarrassing fun.

You grin, and resume your position before the mirror.

“Satoru, I really, really like you.”

You tilt your head.

“No that sounds wrong..uh…Gojo I like you..like a lot- But you don’t need to say anything I just wanted you to know.”

Placing your hands on your hips, you assess out loud; “I wonder which one would sound better..”

“I liked the first one best.”

You nod, lost in thought, “Me too, sounds more person-”

.

.

.

Oh God.

Oh please God no.

Slowly, you move your eyes from your face in the reflection to the door, where Gojo stands, leaning against the frame, a smug look on his face.

Your face flushes and you almost trip over your heel as you spin to face him, eyes wide and mouth parted.

“G-Gojo!” You force out, your heart racing in your chest, your hands trembling against your sides.

He gestures, his sunglasses sliding down his nose ever so slightly with his movements.

“You not gonna continue?” He asks, like he didn’t almost just cause you heart palpitations, like it’s the simplest thing in the world.

Your words fail you, and you’re left gaping at him, wishing the building would collapse and crush you beneath it, away from his stupidly pretty eyes.

He laughs, his face lighting up as he watches you flounder for a response, a reason, anything to justify your absurdism.

When you resort to turning back around, unable to face him, hoping he would just vanish from the room, he shakes his head and walks towards you.

“Hey.” Gojo says gently, pinching the skin of your shoulder lightly, trying to coax you into turning around.

“Y/N c’mon, Iook at me.”

You want to die.

You actually think you might just drop dead.

This was never the plan- You were never supposed to-

Gojo isn’t patient.

You remember this when you’re spun around to face him, nearly jumping at how close he is to you.

You find your voice amongst your apologies, and they fall out of you like water collecting rain.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to say any of that, I was being stupid- Oh my God I’m so sorry.”

You hang your head in childish shame, refusing to meet his eyes.

Gojo finds himself frowning.

And your chin is raised back to his gaze by his fingers, an usually serious look in his eyes as he observes you.

“What are you apologising for hm?” He sticks out his tongue, “For falling for me?”

You push his chest, your face burning.

“Don’t say it like that.”

“What? It’s not true?”

“It’s not.”

Gojo blinks at you from over the top of his sunglasses, before taking his hand and patting your head.

“So if I ask you to join me for lunch…You’d say no?”

“What? No of course not!”

Your response is too fast, too desperate, and you freeze as he laughs, humiliated.

“I thought as much.” Gojo replies, leaning down to look you in your eyes.

And he’s so pretty up close, so earnestly perfect that you can barely stand it.

“Say it again yea?” He all but whispers, his voice devoid of cockiness, you’re almost certain he sounds as desperate as you.

You refuse to think too much.

“What?” You reply, dumbly.

“Your practice, I want to hear it again.”

“Gojo I-”

“Satoru.” He corrects, his eyes crinkling with his grin, you can feel his breath on your face and you hold yourself back from leaning towards him.

You’re silent for a moment, before he tilts his head, nodding at you to continue.

It’s ok.

“Satoru,” You start, breaking eye contact with him as you look down at your fidgeting hands, “I like you.”

And you feel so unbelievably childish, at your nerves.

You feel weak to his never failing gaze.

Until he pokes your nose softly with his finger, and leans down to reply, too close, he’s far too close.

“Yea?” He echoes, “You like me?”

You nod, helpless, “So much Satoru.”

And then you feel it.

His lips on yours.

Oh.

And it’s wonderful, it’s all consuming and it’s him.

And you kiss back, feeling his hands on your face, and encasing you, holding you.

Gojo tilts your head up, and you can’t help but gasp, letting him devour you.

He tastes of cherries and sugar, his mouth as warm as his grasp, as he brings you closer.

“God baby.” He mumbles into your mouth, “You have no idea.”

He sounds frantic you think.

You pull away to look at him, and giggle when he follows you, trying to recapture your lips with his, pouting, tracing the sides of your temples with a finger.

You’re both breathless.

And you take the opportunity to be bold.

You press a kiss to his jaw, ignoring the racing of your poor heart.

Gojo smirks, a dumb elated expression on his face as he pulls you into his chest, resting his chin on the top of yours. Blocking your view of his face as he whispers.

“Think it goes without saying.” You hear him say, slowly, “But I like you too Y/N.” He mocks, his voice soft.

And you cling to his shirt, and press your fingers into his back as a response, trying to mark him as yours instantaneously.

He laughs again, before pulling away to hold you at an arms length, looking down at you, his face beautiful, and yours.

“Lunch then? So we can talk about this properly?”

“I’d like that.” You say, your eyes in hearts.

He winks at you, and pulls you to walk with him, leading you out of the room.

You lean against him allowing yourself a moment of vindicated clarity.

He’s warm.

So, so warm.

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A/N- i hate my life. i’m trying not to spoil anything for anyone, but chapter 261 has ruined my life! i wrote this just to make myself better and because a lovely anon asked me to write something comforting and fluffy <3 thank u for reading i love u i love u i love u and i hope everyone is ok <3

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Plot: At a bar, Aerith finally tell you how Cloud’s eyes soften every time he looks at you.

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It's a quiet evening at the AVALANCHE hideout, the group gathered in the dimly lit bar, their weary bodies finally finding some respite after a grueling day of battles and reconnaissance.

You sits off to the side, nursing a drink and observing your companions with a pensive gaze.

Suddenly, Aerith appears at your side, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"Can I join you?" she asks, her voice soft and melodic.

You nods, gesturing to the empty seat beside you.

"Of course," you replies, your own expression tinged with a hint of curiosity.

As Aerith settles in, her eyes drift across the room, landing on the solitary figure of Cloud Strife, who stands apart from the others, his gaze fixed on the far wall.

"Have you noticed how Cloud looks at you?" Aerith asks, her tone conspiratorial.

You blinks, your brow furrowing in confusion.

"What do you mean?" You asks, following Aerith's gaze to the blond-haired SOLDIER.

Aerith chuckles softly, her eyes sparkling with a knowing gleam.

"Oh, my dear," she murmurs, "you really haven't seen the way his eyes soften whenever he looks at you, have you?"

You feels a sudden flutter in your chest, your heart rate quickening as you processes Aerith's words.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about," you stammers, the gaze darting back to Cloud's distant form.

Aerith reaches out, giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

"Trust me, he cares for you more than he lets on," she says, her voice laced with a hint of wistfulness.

"He may act cold and distant with the rest of us, but with you, he's different. More open, more... attentive."

Your eyes widen, your mind racing as you recalls the subtle shifts in Cloud's demeanor whenever you two interacted.

The way his shoulders would relax, the faint trace of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips - you'd always chalked it up to your imagination, never daring to believe that the stoic SOLDIER could harbor such tender feelings.

"I... I had no idea," you murmurs, your voice barely above a whisper.

Aerith nods, her expression softening.

"He's a complex man, our Cloud," she says, her gaze drifting back to the blond-haired warrior.

"But I think, deep down, he's searching for a connection, a sense of belonging that he's been denied for so long."

Your heart swells with a mixture of emotions - a flicker of hope, a touch of trepidation, and a deep, overwhelming desire to reach out and bridge the chasm that seems to separate Cloud from the rest of the world.

As if sensing your gaze, Cloud's eyes suddenly meet yours, and you’re struck by the raw vulnerability you sees there, a fleeting glimpse of the man beneath the stoic facade.

In that moment, you knows - there is something between you two, a bond that transcends the boundaries of your group, a connection that both terrifies and enthralls you.

You feel a sudden warmth rise to your cheeks as Aerith's words sink in. Cloud, the stoic and aloof SOLDIER, harboring tender feelings for you? It’s almost too much to fathom.

Instinctively, your gaze drift back to Cloud, and your breath get caught in your throat as your eyes meet across the dimly lit bar.

There, in the depths of his piercing blue irises, you glimpse a vulnerability you had never seen before - a raw, almost desperate longing that send a shiver down your spine.

Flustered, you quickly avert your eyes, turning her attention back to Aerith.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," you stammers, your voice betraying your uncertainty.

"Cloud is just... Cloud. He's always been distant, even with me."

Aerith look at you with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.

"Oh, y/n," she say, her voice soft and soothing.

"You may think you know Cloud, but I've seen the way he looks at you. There's a softness in his gaze, a warmth that he reserves only for you."

You shake your head, your brow furrowed in a mix of disbelief and frustration.

"No, you must be mistaken," you insist, your fingers drumming nervously against the worn wooden table.

"Cloud is... well, he's Cloud. He's not the type to harbor any kind of... feelings."

Aerith chuckle, her hand giving yours another gentle squeeze.

"Believe me, I know what I'm talking about," she say, her expression growing more serious .

"Cloud may seem like an impenetrable fortress, but even the strongest walls can crumble in the face of true connection."

You feel a flutter of hope and trepidation in your chest, your gaze once again draw to Cloud's distant form.

Could it be true? Could the man you had come to admire and respect, the one who had always seemed so untouchable, truly harbor such tender feelings for you ?

The thought both thrill and terrifie you, and you find yourself at a loss for words, your mind racing with a whirlwind of emotions she had never before experienced.

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