Hey could I request a story of Y/n and Gojo being divorced but they have a kid together whos 6, y/n used to have a childhood friend who’s actually pretty attractive, he’s a really famous soccer and he comes to Japan for awhile but they get close again and gojo can’t seem to stand that, the boy is really flirty but also really respectful and nice
Satoru's Little Helper
I wanna make this a pure angst but my weak heart can't stand it hehe.
Summary: The reunion with your childhood friend doesn't sit well with your ex-husband.
Warning: Hurt with comfort.
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Satoru couldn’t be more happier when he’s finally able to meet his precious daughter again. His lips curved into a gentle smile as he found her running towards him ninja style— a habit she begins to develop after he and her binge watching season one of Naruto months ago.
Satoru kneeled with both arms open to welcome the toddler who is giggling happily in her father’s hug.
“Whoops—slow down, baby. You’re going to knock me down with that speed.” Satoru lets go of her to have a closer look to his little angel who now is giving him a wide grin as bright as the sun. His heart melted at the sight of her because it’s overflowing with unlimited affection and love to his sole star.
“I miss you daddy!” she snuggled closer to him and he couldn’t resist the temptation to not hold her up as he began walking from the school.
“I miss you too, sweetheart.” He kissed her chubby cheek and earned a precious giggle from the young girl. “To be honest, I think I might die if I spend another day without you.”
“You’re overreacting!”
“Where did you learn that word, huh?”
“From mommy!”
“Figures.” Satoru hummed. The bittersweet feeling inside his heart made the smile on his face faltered a bit. He thought after months not seeing you, the pain will be numbed a bit but it’s just the opposite. The yearnings he had for you just grow stronger in each passing day— leaving him wondering and imagining the happy days he had with you before.
If he weren’t so selfish back then, is he still able to come home to you and his daughter?
He knows it’s useless to think about the impossible, but the thought stayed in the depth of his mind like a plague. Regret rotting inside his heart, knowing he lost the most important things of his life, one he couldn’t retrieve back however hard he tried.
“You’re sad again.” He doesn’t know since when he’s zoning out after his daughter talked to him again. “You’re thinking about mommy again, aren’t you?” His daughter, Shion puts her temple on his shoulder so she can see the expression on her dad’s face.
Solemn, he have so many expressions on his face that she couldn’t comprehend fully due to her young age but she knows that he’s genuinely feel sad.
“How do you know, honey?” he said with a gentle smile on his face.
“You always have that look on your eyes when You see mommy.”
A sharp pang appeared at his daughter words. She haven’t had any training yet but she’s just as observant like her dad. Should he be happy to see his daughter having his trait like this?
He lets out a soft chuckle, then he sat on the nearby bench with the young child on his lap.
“I am thinking of your mother.” He admitted. Despite her young age, she’s good at keeping secrets unlike Satoru. Maybe she got that from you instead of him.
“Do you think about her a lot?”
“... I do.” He said, softer this time.
“Then doesn’t that mean you still love her?” she tilted her head curiously, how can she be this cute when she’s asking a serious question like this?
“I am still in love with her.” He kissed her forehead. “But don’t tell your mother this.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t stop her from being happy.”
The trip to your house is short as he spent the time answering the questions of his curious daughter. She’s wondering why he doesn’t chase after you when he’s clearly in love.
“You’re still young so you don’t know about it.” He parked near your house and turn off the car.
“About what?”
“Love story doesn’t always end in a happy way, my daughter.”
“That’s really depressing...”
“Huh, I guess i spent too much time with Nanami.” Satoru shrugged casually and hold Shion's hand to walk to your house.
He used to feel happy when he’s in front of your doorstep because you would be waiting for him there, but now after he knocked on this door he needs to leave his daughter and you, then goes on with his life.
He will need to wait for next week to be here again.
He feels the small hand of his daughter grabbed onto him tighter.
“Cheer up, daddy.”
Sometimes he wondered how can someone so stupid like him could have a mature daughter like her. His heart swelled with so much joy at her encouragement.
“Thank you, sweetheart.”
The girl replied him with a sweet smile before go and pushing the door open.
“Mom, I’m home!”
“Hello, love!”
His heart throbbed at your voice. The pet name, you used to call him just like that.
You appeared from the corner, running slightly to greet your princess with a warm hug. Your smile is just as bright as hers, the crinkle on your eyes as they fluttered shut made his heart clenched in both pain and endearment.
“You’re hungry?” you asked Shion.
She nodded.
“Go and have lunch in the kitchen.”
“Aye, aye!” the toddler then ran to the kitchen still with the ninja style.
“You’re teaching her that?”
Noticing that you’re talking to him, he couldn’t hold back his smile. “No, not really.”
“Just don’t teach her something dangerous.” You reminded him and he just nodded in silent.
“So, uh, are you well?” you asked, the awkwardness in your voice is strange and it just harshly reminded him that he’s just a stranger to you now. The bond you shared with him already severed, you don’t have any obligations to ask about his well being but here you are now.
If I told you that I’m not okay, would you comfort me?
He wanted to ask that, yet he knows better than to give you another pain.
“I’m good, you?”
“Ah, I see... well i'm—”
“Y/N?”
“Oh, Shinji-san!”
You turned to see your friend coming to you and missed how Satoru froze in his place. Shock painted all over his face and his skin goes colder at the thought that maybe... You found a replacement for him.
That soon?
“Ah, yeah, I forgot to tell you that uh—” you paused to find a perfect word to describe your relationship with Satoru without making the atmosphere weird.
“I’m her ex-husband.” He smiled and shook Shinji’s hand with a tight grip. “Gojo Satoru.”
“Oh, y-yeah. I’ve heard a lot about you, Gojo-san.” He’s stuttering over his words at the strong handshake. “The strongest sorcerer in Japan, right?”
“Oh, you’re a sorcerer?” Satoru asked with a fake surprise. He already figured it out, This useless conversation bored the hell out of him however he had to play nice because you’re here. “I don’t reckon seeing your face.”
“Ah, that’s because I worked overseas. I came back to Japan once in a while.”
“I see...” he looked at Shinji and then you. “So you’re her...?”
“Childhood friend.” You cut in and explained. Shinji may not noticed it, but you know well that Satoru is silently expressing his dislike towards your friend.
“So why is he here.” He doesn’t bother to ask him and turned to see you. For a moment you think you saw his blue eyes flickered, is he scared?
“Why do you need to know.” You bit back and watched him frowning at your cold reply.
“I’m just dropping by to say hi since I heard Y/N-san is divorced recently.” Shinji said after a few minutes of intense silence. “Just wanna make sure she’s okay.” He smiled to you.
Ah, would you look at that?
That smile on his face made his blood boil. He wants to punch his face and exterminate him for good, but he can’t .
Since he lost the privilege of doing so.
“I told you I’m doing okay.” You rolled your eyes. “You’re such a worrywart.”
He feels like he shouldn’t be here. He’s not a part of this conversation, however his heart is on fire right now. He doesn’t know what to do, he’s sure you don’t want to see him here when you’re trying to have fun... Without him.
He’s about to excuse himself when the proud daughter of you both came and pulled Satoru by his sleeve.
“Don’t go yet, Dad!”
“Why? Your dad is a busy person —”
“I can give you some time, honey.” Satoru cuts you off gently, and kneeled to see his daughter with a rice sticking on her left cheek. “What is it?”
“I-uh, uhmm...” she hummed, totally panicking under the gazes of the adults. “Oh, yeah! History homework!”
“Do you even learn history at your age?” you questioned her and she goes pale in the next moment.
“Y-y-yeah, we do!” she stomped her feet to solidify her words but you don’t buy it.
“Honey...”
“How about I take a quick look on your history homework first?” Shion gazed at her dad with wide eyes. Satoru winked at her, signalling that he’s going to help her with whatever she’s planning.
“But we’re going out now.” You told her and Shion sulked. “With uncle Shinji, remember?”
“No! I need to submit it tomorrow morning!”
“Shion, your school starts at 10 am.”
“That’s not the point!” she insisted and you soon gave up, because Shinji needs to take a flight this afternoon.
Then you leave Satoru with Shion. Looking at your attire, it seems like you’re going for a date with your supposed to be friend.
“You’re even sadder now.” Shion clipped another colourful hairpin on Satoru’s hair. He’s currently laying flat on his stomach, his head buried deep in the baby blue blanket of his daughter.
“... I don’t know anymore.” Satoru groaned, his voice muffled by the soft blanket.
“Why don’t you tell her?” Shion brushed his hair gently. The little palm of hers did wonders to soothe the pain a bit in his heart.
“About what?”
“That you still love her and want to be with her.”
“... I don’t think she’ll like that idea, honey.”
“Why not?”
“You see, she’s seeing someone now. I shouldn’t mess that up.” Satoru turned his body and smiled to see the confused face of his daughter. “I want her to be happy, even if it’s not with me.”
“How do you know?”
“Hmmm?”
“How do you know that she’s going to be happy with someone else?” Shion asked, she followed her father and lay beside him. His arms wrapped around her tiny body and pulled her to his chest.
“I... I’ve hurted her before.” He says, hesitantly. He’s not going to tell his problems with you to his young child, but the attentive stare that she gave him prickled his heart and spilled everything he has stored inside. She may have his six eyes, but she have your warm gaze. One that would melt his ice cold heart with just a simple glance. “I don’t deserve her, angel.” He admitted, and she pulled his head to her chest in an attempt to comfort him.
He’s not planning to cry, not in front of his own child. But the quick pats from Shion just made his tears fell. The image of you leaving the house with another man, he never feel this helpless before. He wants the earth to crack open and swallow him whole so he would never see that kind of sight anymore.
“You wouldn’t know if you haven’t tried, daddy.“ Shion kissed his forehead. “You’ll have to try, I’ll root for you daddy!”
Satoru chuckled. He patted her back gently and now hugging his little baby. “You don’t want another daddy?”
“No!”
“What about Shinji? He’s a nice guy.”
“Just you. You’re the one that I love, daddy.” She snuggled closer to him and he feels his heart bloomed at the cute gesture.
���I love you too, my child.”
Shion woke up mid sleep, she noticed that his father is in deep slumber. The skin under his eyes are slightly red because he cried earlier.
"Poor dad..." She muttered to herself. Her dad may appeared normal on the outside, but Shion often found him unable to sleep whenever she's having sleepover at his house. He would look at the old album when he's still with you and smiled fondly at the images.
On the other side, she noticed that you often look at your wedding ring at night. You've been in countless date before, but not even one man interest you because you would come home sighing, while glancing at the Teddy bear he bought for you— hidden in your wardrobe.
You treasured it, even after you separated ways with him.
You both clearly still in love.
Love story doesn’t always end in a happy way, my daughter.
"Bullshit." She muttered and took the phone you bought for her to contact you if anything happened. "I'll prove you're wrong, dad." Shion smiled mischievously and tapped on your contact's name.
The clock dings when it’s finally midnight. Satoru waited in the darkness of Shion’s room, wondering what took you so long to come home. Or are you planning not to come home after all and spend the night at that man’s house?
He shook his head.
No, you’re not the type to abandon Shion for something like that. He believes that you’ll come home and decided to wait.
Besides, he can’t let Shion alone here the entire night.
Not long after, A car stopped in front of the house and Satoru immediately get up from the bed.
He walked to the window to find you’re getting out from a cab with some paper bags in hand. You hurriedly went inside the house and Satoru prepared to greet you once again. His heart beating faster.
He’s walking down the stairs when you run towards him, surprising him by holding both of his cheeks with worried expression on your pale face.
“Satoru!”
“Uh, yeah?” He doesn’t know how to act when you’re this close to him, your cold hands cupping his hot skin and made his heart jumped.
“Are you okay?”
You examined his face, not caring about his flabbergasted look. His eyes are slightly red, he must've been crying earlier.
“Huh? What? I’m okay.” He studied your face to see the reason why you’re acting this way. “Wait, hold on. Why are you like this? Did somebody threaten you?” he noticed your anxious expression and hold your wrist with his big hands. “Why are you shaking so much?”
“N-no, i-it’s just that i—” you finally realized just how close you are with him and it flustered you. You attempt to move to make some space between you two but he doesn’t let you.
“Y/N.” He calls you, he sounds stern but there’s a gentle undertone behind it.
“It’s Shion.” You groaned and he frowned. “She texted me an hour ago and told me that you have been crying ever since we left. I thought something happened to you.”
Satoru blinked. An hour ago? He recalled falling asleep at some moments... That little devil.
“Nothing happened to me.” He said and your shoulders slumped down due to intense anxiety earlier.
“Thank God.”
“You’re that relieved?” He guides you to the couch before walking to the kitchen to fetch you a glass of fresh water, you looked like you’re going to pass out any second.
“You never cried. That’s why I...” you gulped down your words, not daring to continue further. You would spilled the reason why you cut your date short with Shinji and came home hurriedly.
Because you still have lingering feelings towards the man who was your husband for five years.
Satoru smiled unknowingly. You haven't changed much, you're still a faint hearted woman because you're just too kind to others, even if they hurted you.
“Is that so?” He told you when he offered you the glass. “I do cry... But never in front of someone.”
“Because you hate being weak?”
“Yeah.” He admitted.
Silence once again filled the air before he opened his mouth to ask.
“... So do you like him?” he asked, he took a seat beside you still leaving some space between you both.
“Huh?”
“Your childhood friend.”
“... Why do you keep asking about him.” You sighed. “Aren’t you busy with your woman?”
“I don’t have a lover let alone a wife.” He says, the solemnity in his voice is raw, you doubt he’s lying now.
“Why?” you ask. You thought he Already moved on from you, he’s doing so well unlike you. You struggle to fight the wants to go back to his embrace, his shadows haunting you in your own house.
“The same reason why I ask if you like that guy.” He admitted quietly. “It’s pathetic, I know.” He rubbed his face, you can see his cheeks slightly red due to embarrassment. “But I can’t do anything about it, I feel like a sore loser seeing you going out with him.”
“I’m not a competition prize, Satoru.”
“I know. You are worth more than that.”
“Then?”
“I’m a loser for losing someone so precious like you.” He finally looks at you. His eyes glows softly like a jewel in the dimness of your living room.
“What are you up to?” you asked, the suspicion in your tone effectively broke his heart. You’re being wary of him, that’s expected however the pain that comes after feel twice as painful.
“Nothing.” He answered honestly. “I don’t even know what I’m talking about. Just... Forget it.” He rubbed his face again, clearly frustrated with the building emotions inside him just with a sight of you, sitting so near but still unreachable nonetheless.
“Are you going to leave?”
“If you ask me to.” He says in a small voice as if he’s wishing that you’d never heard his answer so he can be with you a bit more longer.
Even if all he feel is pain, he found comfort being near you. The one who keeps him sane while standing in the brink of insanity. He never told you how much power you hold over him, he’ll give you the world if you want.
“Then leave.”
Your words pierced straight to his core. For a moment, he thought his heart stopped beating.
He feels like he’s a step closer to death.
His legs feel too heavy to move when he’s walking towards the door. Wearing his shoes with so many thoughts roaming in his head, do you hate him? Do you not want to see him again? Should he never visit your house again?
As he stood and grabbed the door handle, he can feel your presence behind him.
“Tell Shion to meet me next week.”
“Okay.”
There’s no hesitance in your voice. This is it. This is the real end.
He opened the door and took a step out.
You were going to close the door, but the. He spun his body and grabbed the door just before it finally closed.
“Wait!”
Surprise washed over your face at the urgency in his voice.
“Wait! Just... Hold on...” he breathe heavily, his eyes are frantic when they met yours.
“What do you want, Satoru?” You scowled.
“I—” he gulped.
You wouldn’t know if you haven’t tried, daddy.
“Do you hate me?”
“W-what?”
He pushed the door open and took a step closer to you. His tall figure overshadowed you and made you took small steps behind while he’s inching closer and closer.
“Do you hate me, Y/N?”
“Why do you ask—”
“Please,” he sobbed softly. “I want to be with you again.”
“What?”
“I know. I’m months late.” He paused before continuing. “Truth to be told, I was afraid to see you. I’m scared that you would reject me again, so I’m running away from you. But I can’t do it anymore. I’m tired of hiding from you, Y/N.”
“Is it because of Shinji? You really don’t like it if I’m with another guy?”
“No!” he quickly shook his head. “If you think you can be happy with him, then I will never disturb you again.”
You don’t reply him and instead pulled his chin so you can see his face better. Tears are starting to fill his waterline while he tried his best to hold them back.
“...You’re lying.”
“Of course I’m lying!” he sobbed and everything broke loose. He decided to fuck everything now and just spilled everything to you. “How can I be fine when the only woman I love is in another man’s arms?!” he hits the wall beside you and you flinched.
“I can’t live without you.” He put his forehead on yours. “You’re my everything. My world and my greatest weakness. You can stab me with a knife and I will be grateful for it.” He cupped your cheeks with trembling hands. “Just stay with me.”
“Then why did you leave me?” you asked. The hidden feelings you’ve hurried slowly emerged with his gentle touch on you. “You’re the one who left.”
“I’m sorry.” He quickly hugged you. “I’m sorry, my love.”
“Do you know how much pain I felt when you slammed your door in front of my face?!” you hit his arms in a futile attempt to release your anger. “Do you know how long it took for me to be fine again, Gojo Satoru?!” a batch of tears streamed down from your eyes and wet his shirt, his skin seethes underneath as the guilt starts to burn his heart. Your painful cry amplified the fire inside him.
“I don’t know, I’m sorry honey.” He choked on his tears. “I’m sorry for being so selfish.”
“And you have the nerve to ask for my heart after you broke it.” You tried to pushed him, he’s trying to grab onto your arms desperately. “Let me go!”
“It was my mistake, Y/N. I swear I won’t do it again, even if the higher-ups threatened me again.” He fell on his knees and became a sobbing mess, his pieces shattered on the floor.
“You... What?”
“They’re planning to kill you and Shion.” He sobbed. “Just because you are my family.” You watched him slowly breaking while telling you the truth he kept all this time. It’s not the usual Gojo Satoru or your ex-husband who is kneeling right now. But a broken man who lost so many things just because he simply exists.
“I know I’m supposed to ask you first whether you want to stay or not.” He looked at you, all in his vulnerability and affection towards you. “But the fear of putting you and Shion in danger is so much bigger so I—"
You don’t wait for him to finish his sentence. You hurled towards him and hugged his frame with everything you got.
“OF COURSE YOU SHOULD’VE ASKED ME, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” You began to wail, crying so loud and he’s unable to react immediately.
“If I had asked you... Will you stay with me?”
“Of course! Do you think I would leave you just like that?!” you pinched his arm annoyance and he couldn’t believe his ears.
“Do you really?” He pulled you so he can be more certain by looking at your expression.
“If I were afraid because of that, then why the hell would I marry you in the first place?!” You’re beyond angry, you feel like you want to kick his face for being such a fool for keeping it all and hurting alone— but you couldn’t, since his lips shut yours in a gentle kiss that had your heart skipped a beat.
“Satoru...” you whispered his name and he whispered yours back softly.
“I love you.” He kissed your cheek lovingly. “I just love you so much, it’s hurting me being away from you.”
You wiped his tears from his face. He leaned into your warm hand like a stray kitten.
“I’m still afraid...” you said and he looked you with such gentle gaze, urging you to continue. “That you might leave me again.”
He bit his lips. “I know. I won’t be having your heart back this easy, I’ll fight for you so you won’t be afraid of me anymore.”
In his tender gaze, you let yourself bask in his warmth again. Like a puzzle, your body fits perfectly into his as he wrapped his arms around you protectively. He kissed every skin available with silent promises to not let you go this time.
Hiding behind the wall, Shion peeked onto the living room. Watching gleefully at her parents currently hugging each other on the floor. Both looked peaceful and also tired from arguing and crying.
She smiled widely before walking quietly to her room. “My plan worked hehe.”
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