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Synopsis : Satoru is out of sorts for the rest of the day when you don't return his morning I love you.
Satoru crosses his arms, slumps his shoulders and curls his lips into a childish pout.
You have no idea why he's stalking you so closely today. When you peck him, he pouts his lips out to encourage you to kiss him again β but you scurry away on your teacherly duties.
He's been acting strange since this morning. And by "strange" I mean like a sassy drama queen.
When you and him had woken up this morning, he had rasped a half-asleep I love you into your pillow β which he always hogged. Sleeping with Satoru is awful in the summer but good in the winter β he glues himself to your body and clings to you, no matter if he's overheating or feeling your cold toes poke between his legs. He needs that closeness from you, and only you. Funny, considering that to everyone else, Gojo Satoru is untouchable.
Not only does he need your touch, but he needs to hear you say I love you in the mornings every day. If he doesn't hear his morning I love you, then he's all out of sorts for the rest of the day.
Satoru doesn't usually play games like this, but when it comes to reciprocating an I love you, he can't bring himself to verbalize his need. No, he can't just pull the "Say it back" on you. He has to linger in your footsteps like a ghost, trot after you from class to class like a puppy until even his students think he's acting funny.
When you kiss him again at the end of the day, he acts like a diva and gives you a sassy look.
"What is it?" you ask.
He sticks his nose up into the air and faces away from you.
This act continues, and it confuses you. He's not being serious, but you can't understand the joke until the next day, when you roll onto your side and wake up.
The usual wakeful exchange happens.
Good morning. How'd you sleep? You kicked me in my sleep. I had a dream about saving the world.
And then a few minutes are spent murmuring reminders of chores that the two of you have to complete today.
He flirts like he's a teenager. He aggressively tickles you. He rolls around in bed with you. Hearing your laugh makes something in his mind click. He looks down at you with eyes full of love.
Then comes the I love you. It rolls off his tongue.
You hum happily in response.
"Hey, where's my I love you too?" he frowns.
You chuckle at him, apologizing.
"... I love you too."
He hums happily and gives you a long, deep kiss, pulling back slowly and blinking open his puffy eyes.
"... good." he sasses, feeling giddy and ready to start the day.
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omg i hope you and your family turn out fine. I'd have loved to help but i really can't but I'd definately share your stories with others. YOU ALL ARE HUMAN TOO AND DESERVE YOUR RIGHTS AS MUCH AS ANYONE ELSE.
lot's of love and wishes from my side to you and all people suffering out there.
Reblog to let your followers know that they should never start cutting.
I know this website makes it seem like that shit is normal but trust me, itβs not. And once you start, youβll never really start and it will haunt you for life.
It never gets easier, it never stops hurting, it isnβt (and will never be) βcoolβ or βthe only way outβ
Please donβt start. If you already are cutting, tell sometime and get help, itβs not as scary as it seems and you will be better off by it.
If even one person reads this⦠Please. You matter.
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Every moment is a battle against fear and uncertainty. What was once ordinary β a safe place to sleep, a future to dream of β now feels like a distant memory. ποΈ
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