Satforsatoru

𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮

➪ 𝐬𝐨 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐭. 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨

Clingy. Overbearing. Annoying.

The words had been spoken in a fit of anger, harsh and loud, but overall meaningless and facetious.

Unlike them, however, the apology that ensued was anything but. It was sincere, so why, why, couldn’t you shake your newfound insecurities?

Despite the encouragement you received, you couldn’t help but be hesitant to go back to normal. The last thing you’d wanted to do was start another argument about boundaries or a lack thereof, and your concerns translated into your actions.

He notices instantly. Nanami has always been attentive to your emotions, but he’s even more so after such a hurtful fight.

Understandably, he’s incredibly guilty at how his words affected you, but he doesn’t blame you. Apologies are only the first step of many, after all.

“Darling? I’m home!” You peered up from your book, a small smile on your face. “Hey, love! I made dinner, it’s in the fridge.”

His smile softened. “Eat with me?” You fiddled awkwardly with your fingers. “O-oh, I already ate, so I’m going to finish this chapter real quick.”

His face fell, surprise and hurt clouding his eyes as he nodded slowly. “Alright then… I’ll be quick then.” You settled on a simple smile before looking back down at your book. Had you not been so quick to look back to your book, however, you would’ve missed the way his eyes narrowed in contemplation.

Not much changed after that. You were withdrawn and non-responsive for the night, and Nanami only became more concerned as the hours trudged by. It was only when you headed to the bedroom by yourself that his emotions made an appearance.

To his surprise and disappointment, you had shut off the light and already looked to be asleep. The two of you had always made it a point to turn in together.

“Yn, darling… what’s going on…?” You didn’t know how to respond, so you settled for a noncommittal grunt, but it was instantly clear that your lover wasn’t going to let it go. “You’ve been quite distant lately. Can we talk about it?” 

You hesitated before turning over to face him, but you still couldn’t lift your gaze to his. He let out a short sigh before resting a gentle hand on your cheek. “You can tell me anything you’re feeling, this is a safe space. Your comfort will always be my top priority,” Nanami promised. 

You blew out a breath and sat up so that you could give him your full attention. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shut you out,” You began, squeezing the blonde’s hand. “Don’t apologize,” Nanami interjected kindly. You flashed him a small smile before continuing. 

“It’s just… I know you apologized and we already reconciled from our… fight, but I was worried that I might upset you again if I was clingy,” You admitted weakly. His face seemed to crumble at your words, but before you could take them back, his palm was cupping your cheek in a gentle grip. 

“I said many things that I regret, my love, but apologizing was certainly not one of them. I spoke out of anger, but I didn’t mean any of it, that I can promise. Your affection and love are the things that I look forward to most, especially after work,” He promised, leaning in to look you directly in the eyes. 

Tears welled in your eyes, and you leaned into his hand, his words beginning to soothe the ache in your chest. Your relief was nearly palpable and Kento was quick to kiss the tears that fell, putting action behind his words, as he always did. 

“Can we… stay up a little later?” You sniffled, resting your head in the crook of his neck. You felt the vibrations in his chest as he chuckled, the feeling comforting you. “Would you like me to hold you?” He offered, seeing right through your flimsy request. 

“I guess I can let you since you claim to enjoy it so much,” You replied playfully. Kento’s chuckle turned into a laugh as he pulled you down to lay beside him. “It would be an honor, love,” He played along. 

You made yourself comfortable on his chest and interlaced your hands, a soft sigh leaving you. “Love you, Kento,” You murmured, finally feeling at peace. A kiss was pressed to the top of your head and the “I love you” he whispered was just loud enough to reach you as you felt yourself begin to drift off to sleep.

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𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭

➪ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐟𝐭. 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

no warnings

“You shouldn’t have gone on that mission by yourself.” 

The corner of your lip twitched, dangerously close to a frown. Satoru had been nagging you nonstop about the three-day mission you had just returned from, and your patience was getting thin. 

“I think I got that the first… I don’t know, three times you said that?” You snarked, still trying to focus on the book in your hands. 

You’d been looking forward to finishing it after your mission, but Satoru had barged into your apartment, pissy and demanding that you indulge his complaints. “You’re not getting it,” He hissed, approaching you from where he was pacing a hole in your living room carpet.

“I was available to go on that mission with you!” He insisted. That one phrase sent the rest of your patience up in flames and you slammed your book shut. 

“I am well aware since it was me who asked that you not go with me!” You hissed, unthinkingly. It took a long moment of silence from Satoru for you to realize exactly what you had just said.

“Wait, Satoru, I didn’t mean-”

“You asked for me not to come?” He repeated lowly. You blinked back at him, your mind running rampant with possible responses, but none of them could be forced from your lips. Truthfully, the idea of going on a mission with him terrified you. 

How could you compete, or even keep up, with him? Sometimes you couldn’t help but wonder what it mattered to be a sorcerer when Satoru existed. After all, what could you compare to the strongest there is? 

Someone so powerful that the very earth shook at the beginning of his existence. What did it matter if you exorcized curses or not? Try or give up? You would never amount to even half of what he was on his worst days.

You didn’t used to be so insecure, you were strong (or you used to think so) and took care of curses that others couldn’t. It wasn’t until that fateful day that Satoru confessed and promised to always be yours that you began to have doubts. 

Insecurity hovered closely behind you as he told you of his missions or how easily he’d taken care of curses that you couldn’t even begin to imagine facing off against. Worse yet were his promises to protect you, as if you were a helpless thing (but wouldn't you be, compared to the strongest?) that only he could save.

It was your painful, little secret, your feelings of incompetence. You knew it was foolish, that he would never hold the difference in power over you, but having to see it in person? You feared that it might be too much for you.

“Why?” He stressed, impatient with your tense silence. You just shook your head. “I handled it fine! I didn’t need you to babysit me,” You shot back, tired of the stinging in your chest. Your lover scoffed, as if unable to comprehend your words. 

“‘Babysit’? You were gone for three days! I could have helped and had you home in one! I just missed you!” He cried incredulously. The meaning of his words was lost on you the moment he mentioned just how much quicker he would’ve succeeded. 

“I don’t want to go on missions with you, Satoru,” you confessed, “I don’t think I can handle it.” The frustration seemed to melt from his features at your defeated tone. 

“Handle it? Baby, handle what?” He murmured, hands reaching to hold you. When you didn’t move away, one hand made its way behind your head, and the other landed on your back holding you to him. “What use do I have… when around the strongest? Nothing I do can really matter if you can do it twice as fast and so much better,” You whispered brokenly. 

“You don’t truly believe that, do you?” Satoru sighed, pulling away from you. The corner of his lips raised in a small smile and his thumbs gently brushed away your tears. 

“What does it matter to be the strongest if there’s no one else? Not even the ‘strongest’ can do everything by himself… I need you, and every other sorcerer who risks their life every day, so baby, don’t ever think that what you accomplish doesn’t matter.” 

His words were earnest, but your insecurities were strong. Even when you buried your face in Satoru’s chest, you couldn’t hide your feelings from him, six eyes or not. He knew you.

“Do stars lose their worth because they’re not as bright as the moon or the sun?” He murmured into your ear and you laughed around a sob. “When did you get so smart?” You sniffled. Satoru pressed a heavy kiss to your cheek and you could feel his grin.

“I know right? I saw it Pinterest!” He exclaimed, far too proud of himself. You couldn’t help but giggle a little, feeling a little better. 

“And here I thought you came up with that all on your own,” You snorted, hugging him tighter. “Let me come on a mission with you and I’ll impart all of my Pinterest knowledge onto you,” He promised, only half joking. 

You lifted your head to meet his gaze and his smirk softened into a fond smile. “Whenever you’re ready, sweet thing. I hate being away from you, so let me go with you, yeah?” 

The idea of it scared you still, but you had faced worse, and this time, the strongest was going to be beside you as you did so. 

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Hey, just curious if you’ll do angst, and if you read the latest chapter of the jjk manga. If you didn’t then just ignore this🤫

Heyy! As weird as it is I haven’t done anything w the second season manga or anime🥹

I’ve been keeping track of spoilers so I know what’s going on but I want to wait until there’s a happy ending (hopefully) before watching it😭😭

But I would try angst and I’m v curious to see what you’re thinking!!

800 words down for both fics🌚

ok im doing this again🙏🏾

im going to post both but which one first?