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Not Youɾ Midnight Love (pɑɾt 6)

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⇴Crédit : rudecopper on twitter

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He was sitting at the table in silence. Plates placed as usual one for you and one for him. His head was in his arms, thinking and thinking. When he came back around 7 am, after wandering around the neighborhood and stopping at the nearest cafe, he found a little paper on the door letting him know that the door was opened. So careless, he thought imagining the idea of someone finding it before him.He was sitting in silence at the table in silence, thinking about how he would be able to collect the little piece of trust you had in him that he broke earlier this morning. His thoughts cut sudenly hearing the door of your room slowly opening and your heavy footsteps. He stood up, making his chair flicker. You were rubbing your belly, hearing growl of hunger, before meeting his eyes. One second and two seconds passed before you said calmly "Good mornnin'" with your sleepy voice.

He nodded, before sitting back and getting up again.

- Morning.

- You forgot your keys, you continued.

- I did. Thank you for the memo on the door by the way, he cleared his throat.

You entered the kitchen and took the kettle. You shook a little bag of coffee powder and poured it into a cup, you took a second bag and poured it into another cup.

- Coffee i suppose? you asked

- Yes but... uhm can we talk.

You placed your hands on the counter and turned to him.

- I will first then.

He nodded energetically.

- You have to stop drinking that much if you cannot control yourself.

He looked at you shoked that it was your first thought.

- You cannot talk to me the way you did yesterday.

- I won't

- I want to go back to the way we were so I'm erasing from my mind what happened yesterday.

- I... can't because I did something that I won't forgive myself. I hurt you and...

He paused and breathed. He left the table and went to the kitchen to join you.

- Listen, I need to tell you something. I do not care about a lot of things. I usually do things my way and try at least to not bring people in the way I am. But you. You... are in my way but not in the negative part. Hum. His throat was burning. I can't help to care about you and to be sure that everything is alright around you.

- But that is not your job.

- I know but I... can't help it. I don't know what came over me, and it won't happen again, that I can promise you, but I can't just forget and, yes I want you to forget to let me live here... because I like what we have together, but I want to be sure, that you know, that I care about you. And the fact that I hurt one of the most important... I...

You lowered your head. You wanted also that, the idea of him staying, it was comforting. You nodded and smiled, making his heart lighten a little bit.

- Coffee?

-Coffee, he smiled back.

When you turned your back and heared him go back to the living room, you let out the breath you've been holding for a few minutes now. Yes, he had hurt you, but not in the way he thought. He had triggered something in your heart that you thought you didn't want to grow and that was the most painful part. Becoming aware.

The silence was so thick between you, almost touchable. You were siting next to each other and the gaze upon you was heavy.The only thing you could notice was the laugh. Oh, she was trying her best to not laugh.

- So you wanted more? Shoko asked.

- I didn't say that.

She almost died on her inspiration from her electronic cigarette. You looked at her seriously and snatched it from her.

- Hey! she screamed between two coughs.I don't want to mock, but be honest two seconds, it's hilarious.You felt something in your belly right? she asked tickling you.

- What the fuck are you trying to say?

- You're so rude when it comes to him God, try to be discreate about your feelings or he will discover them.

- There is no such thing as a feeling. That's what I'm trying to say.

- Ok but when you asked him to stop it wasn't about the act right? It was about the situation.

Maybe? You had every right to ask him to stop. He wasn't in the right state and you weren't okay with his manners.

Shoko shook her head in despair.

- I don't want you to get hurt, nor him by the way. But if the feelings that developped in your coochie...

- Shoko!

- Then that means maybeeee, you want something more of all that. Try to be clear with that because in the end, if both of you won't talk about what you feel... it's not going to end well.

You knew that. You really knew that. But you didn't have a clue of to figure out what was going on in your head.

You ended up again in the Café where Geto worked, without really knwoing why. The decor - although ugly - was reassuring.

His eyes were, from across the room, locked on you. Something was on your mind and he could tell just by looking your gesture around your tea, nearly shy to dive into it. His shift was ending in less than two minutes and he was still asking himself if it wasn't too much to come talk to you and offer you to pass some time together. After all, you met 24 hours ago, but something triggered in his mind and he couldn't shake it off.

- Are you alright? he finally asked at the end of the two minute. You didn't touch it.

You met his gaze and kindly smile. That was low of you, he thought.

- I don't know why I came so I was wondering about that. But yeah, I'm fine, are you finished?

- I am.Do you have some time, do you want to go walk a little bit?

- I would love to actually.

- Let me grab my vest and we can go.

Silently but not awkwardly, you walked side by side near the river, the one ending in the ocean that was at the entrance of the city.

- We had a fight, if you were wondering...

Could you really call it a fight?

- About what?

You stopped. Maybe it wasn't a good idea talking about that with his best friend. You didn't want them to go in a argument over something you cleared up earlier.

- Minor things about his behavior... Netherless, it's stuck in my head in a bad way and I didn't know where to go so I came here.

You looked at him and for a second you realized that maybe the situation was weird.

- Geto, I'm sorry, it's weird isn't it?

- What do you mean?

- We know each other since what... a day? And here I am running to your workplace when I don't feel at ease.

You had a way to make his heart twist. A day, yes, but it came fast to him, the realization, that he saw this encounter as something more, at least to him... he wanted to believe it.

- You know, a lot of friendship starts like that. A weird way, I mean. Because you decided to sit next to eachother, because you asked a weird question, because you laughed at a bad joke, all of theses situations will always be odd at first, but who cares?

- Still... I am have to manage what is developping in my head or else I would be a burden for you.

Both of them actually.

- Can I say something that could actually sound cheesy? he asked, making you raised your head.

You were already there, seeing the your building in the background.

- Confide in me, he started. Rely on me.

He took your cheek in his hand. It was cold and at the same time so warm. You wanted to hear this. But the little voice inside your head was singing these words "not from him".

From afar, Gojo just left his previous appartment that was in an impeccable state, as if the accident never happened. The temperature had become cooler making him shiver slightly. He looked towards the road to watch the beautiful sunset that was slowly falling and dipping the city in a particularly soft orange. The honeyed colors fell on your hair. Again that unhealthy feeling grew in Gojo's stomach. His hand. His hand was on your cheek and you didn't fight back. Did he know less about your relationship with Geto than you said? Were you more than just acquaintances who "just happened" to meet? He was sick. That was the only answer he had to his stomach, which had suddenly become very tense.

The key turned into the lock and he could hear you talking to Geto. So what now, you won't come home alone? Never again? Gojo stood up and greeted both of you. He let you saying goodbye to Geto and make your way into your room. "Smells good!" you screamed from your room.

Gojo looked at your door closed and run towards the entrance. Geto wouldn't be far. He called him from the stairs, where his best friend turned to him with a large smile.

- Yo what's up! Geto said.

Gojo looked at him silently.

- What is she to you? he asked without restrain. After all, he had every right to know, he was his best friend.

-What? he asked scratching his head

- You heard me man, common...

Geto took two stairs up towards him.

- It's going to be weird, but I don't know.

- Please don't, don't do that.

-Do what?

-Falling in love with her.

- Okay, Gojo, some strong words. I didn't say that I loved her.

- But you didn't say you didn't like her.

- What does it matter? Geto asked.

-Because if it's you, she would have every reasons to run to you.

Geto looked at him puzzled.

-You're the goal. You are.

Not me, he thought.

- Please find someone else, not her. Everyone but you... he finished before turning back to the appartment.

He felt that the dinner was dragging on. Billie Eilish album in the background was playing. This ill-timed song began.

♫"What the hell did I do? Never been the type to Let someone see right through"♫

You talk about the moment of the day when you had seen Shoko, saying that she was always so annoying, without really mentioning the background of your discussion.

♫"Up all night on another red eye I wish we never learned to fly"♫

The moment of the day you had to help an old lady because the cars weren't stopping at the stop signs.

♫"Maybe we should just try To tell ourselves a good lie I didn't mean to make you cry"♫

He could hear you mumble the words of the song. The sensations that sailed through Gojo's body were unbearable. It was growing more and more. He was looking at everything on you. Your clothes. Your mouth. Your hair. Your eyes. Everything in this room was making him sweating. It was too hot.

♫"There's nothin' you could do or say I can't escape the way I love you I don't want to, but I love you"♫

He let a little laugh escape.

- It's just like if you're saying you're loving me right now... he said.

-Wh...at? you asked stunned by the words.

Too hot. Gojo got up so abruptly from the table that you slid your yogurt spoon down onto your pajama pants.

Did the gods want to play with him right now? -Fuck, you mumbled, trying to wipe the white stain from your stocking. Look what you did! Oh, he was watching. He left the living room in the direction of the bathroom. - I don't feel well, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. I'm sorry. You watched him leave the room without saying a word.

Gojo leaned against the door. Shit, shit, shit. His hand slipped under his jogging suit and he came out with what had been writhing in pain for the last few minutes. He slid his hand along his cock frantically, his weight braced against the door, sliding it out, so that he ended up on his knees on the cold bathroom floor. He thought about last night, about your body under his. His hand continuing its back and forth over his stiff dick. His little moans were starting to grow into whimpers of complaint. He wanted it to be yours that encircled his cock, that it was your tongue that brought him to pleasure, that it was your body that stirred under his penetrations. Oh it was too much. He lifted himself up with all his weight and stepped into the shower abruptly, letting the water run over him, both to calm him down but also to mask his growing moans. His speed was accelerating. He tilted his head back, leaving "ahs" echoing in the bathroom. The obscene sounds of his gestures on his cock had faded under the pressure of the shower. -Fuck, fuck, he wanted to scream your name. The temperature of the water was frigid and ran down his frame, yet nothing changed the burning frenzy inside him. He could feel it twitch between his fingers and he applied more and more pressure. He was going to cum using your laughter and your voice, your face and your body as material, and God, it had been so long since he'd had to masturbate in this way. His grunts intensified to the point of release. He placed his left hand on the wall and his right hand finished with slow movements, letting his pleasure fade into the shower drain. Dammit.

Now the stain slightly erased you recovered the things on the table and proceeded to arrange them in the kitchen. The dirty dishes in the sink and the fresh products in the fridge. It was rare for Gojo to leave the dining room without saying anything and without putting anything away. Maybe he was really sick. You walked past the bathroom and heard unusual sounds coming from the room. You tried not to pay attention, but you couldn't deny that the sounds you were hearing were moans, and not from pain. The feeling you had last night came back and ran through your body.

Who was he thinking of? Was that why he wasn't talking at the table? Was his mind elsewhere? To someone?

~ ah ah ah ~

His moans were particularly bewitching. The sudden sound of the shower surprised you and you locked yourself in your room.

What had just happened? How could you still look at yourself in the mirror after trying to kill Gojo in a moment of initmity? Despite your disappointment with yourself, you couldn't help but feel that warm, lustful feeling come over you. You slumped down on your bed, slipped your hand under your pants and felt your desire transpire on your fingers. You slid one finger in and then two easily. Fuck, it was too good. You could hear her moaning in your ear. Like it was you he wanted, always. You imagined him on top of you, whispering your name, longing for you. Your fingers continued to insert themselves quickly into you. You let your imagination take control. His inside you, thick and precise. He would know where to aim. You could feel your juices slowly flowing down your thighs. What you felt was an aphrodisiac wave. You moved your thighs up to give him more access to your intimacy. You were completely raving. He was in the room with you, taking you to a powerful orgasm. More, you wanted more. You wanted him inside you. Let him fuck on your own bed, let him bang on the wall to wake up the cranky neighbor. You wanted to scream his name and ask him to go harder. Your head was buried in your blanket and you took a small piece of cloth in your mouth to hide your moans. Quickly, awkwardly, his fingers touched your pleasure spot. Your name on his lips. -Go-jo... you whispered. There, there... You were speeding up - he was speeding up - you could feel yourself coming. More, more. You wanted his heat not yours. The wave of your orgasm washed over you, without respite, you felt your legs shake, your toes curl.

You let the warmth went away, only to leave you alone in the dark room, all sweaty.

♫"Maybe won't you take it back? Say you were tryna make me laugh And nothin' has to change today You didn't mean to say, "I love you" I love you and I don't want to"♫

Out of breath, a little tear in the corner of the eye. You were falling in love with him, and denying it was lying.

Thank you for reading!

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