“𝙒𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣” ——— [ 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 ! 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘳 ] Satoru Gojo was supposed to marry you. Megumi Fushiguro was supposed to come home. One was the man you had loved for years, the person you planned to spend the rest of your life with. The other was the boy you helped raise, the son you never needed to give birth to in order to love as your own. Then Shinjuku happened. Satoru never came home. And Megumi, unable to face the guilt of what Sukuna had done with his body, slowly stopped coming home, too. Now, Satoru’s belongings remain untouched, your wedding will never happen, and the boy who once called this place home has become a stranger behind a closed bedroom door. You keep telling yourself that Megumi needs time. He keeps telling himself that staying away is better for you. Neither of you realises how much the other is hurting. Until one night, you find him sitting on the edge of his bed for the first time in weeks. And when he finally speaks, it’s not an apology that breaks your heart. It’s the quiet confession of a boy who has lost his father.
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@jinajinaraThe house had grown unfamiliar in Satoru's absence. His shoes were still by the entrance. His favourite mug remained in the kitchen cupboard, untouched. There were little traces of him everywhere, and somehow, that only made the silence worse.