𝐱𝐢𝐢

00:29, 23 September 2023

trigger warnings ;

i. abuseii. mentions of murderiii. mentions of drug usageiv. mentions of rape

𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

seven whole days filled with laughter, happiness and pleasure passed by. you felt more free, from the moment maki learned the truth. it was amazing that you were able to talk to her about your sex life.

maki was more than happy to see you like this. she knew all about the other failed one-night stands with men who mistreated you. and she was thankful that her boss wasn't an actual dick to you.

talking about the boss; satoru was keeping his feelings away from you. whenever you weren't with him, he allowed them to unravel and attack him in the nicest way possible. he could tell that they were genuine and completely different from the last time he fell.

he was only hoping that he wouldn't meet the ground with force. he hoped he'd keep on falling without meeting a ground. cause if he did, it'd only hurt and break him.

the thoughts and feelings of the two people in your life, were unknown to you. one day you'd learn them. the day it'd be the right time.

you were currently at your office, checking emails and signing paperwork, without knowing the chaos that was happening outside.

the cameras had all gone dead suddenly and everyone had left their offices to help yuji fix the matter. satoru and you were the only ones who weren't present. you were on your office and he was just walking into the company.

you grabbed a folder from the shelf, eyes falling on the secret recording device attached on the wood. you had a gut feeling that told you to buy it, so you did. and your gut feeling turned out being right.

your office door opened, making you instantly raise your head. you got up from your desk, eyes looking at the exit he was blocking.

"how did you get in here?"

"oh? you have no idea what is going on outside?" suguru asked, raising an eyebrow.

you shallowed the lump in your throat, but you didn't answer. he had an amused expression on his face, as he watched you.

"i hacked the cameras, so i'd get to you" he said, making your eyes widen.

"there's absolutely no reason for you to be here. get out"

with three strides he was in front of your desk, making you take some steps back.

"get out. i'm gonna call security"

"with what? with this?" he said, pointing at the telephone on your desk.

he knew your answer was yes and you didn't even have to answer him. so, he grabbed the wired telephone and threw it on a side of the room, and you watched it break into millions of pieces.

you grabbed your phone and clicked on satoru's contact, but suguru threw it at the other side of the room, too— not giving enough time for the call to get picked up.

you moved away from him, hitting the bookshelves behind you. you looked at the exit and went to scream for help, before he pressed his hand on your mouth.

"you either shut up, or you're gonna have the same fate as those two phones"

your eyes widened in fear, as they stared into his. you knew he wasn't lying. you knew from the last time that he wanted you dead. you punched his chest repeatedly, making him laugh.

he let you go and you started going to the door's direction. you hoped it'd be easy, but no; suguru wouldn't let you get away that easily.

you were so close to the door when a folder hit the wall. you turned to look at him, noticing the stuff he was about to throw at you.

you were moving in circles in your office, trying to avoid everything thrown your way. you were in front of the window wall and he was next to the bookshelves, throwing at you all your folders.

you were so scared you couldn't even scream for help. if anyone was outside, they'd be able to hear all the noise, and you'd be saved. and that's how you knew what he said about the cameras was true.

your office was an absolute mess. folders and papers were all around, your desk was broken from one side, because he threw your computer with such force the wood broke, the phones were in pieces on either side of the room. everything was a mess.

"if i throw one of these at your head, you'd be dead in a second"

"and after you're dead, you know what i'm gonna do? fuck you. so, you'll belong to me even dead"

"you're crazy..."

"you made me this way. if you had stayed with me and you were obedient, you'd be so happy right now"

"i hate you"

"oh? is that so?"

he threw the next folder with so much force, the window behind you cracked. you didn't want to know what would happen if you were the target for that one.

once the crack was heard, a smirk made its way to his face.

"it doesn't benefit you that you're on the eleventh floor. you're gonna meet your death immediately once i push you off" he said, before completely breaking the windows.

glasses fell some meters next to you· most of it falling outside. luckily for you, satoru heard that.

once he walked in the company and saw everyone around yuji, he questioned it. when he learned about the matter, he told the pink-haired man how to fix it.

his eyes were looking around the place, but he didn't see you anywhere. of course he grew worried. and he grew even more when he couldn't call you back after that missed call.

he didn't see it immediately. he saw it after fifteen minutes, because everyone was talking non-stop and he wasn't able to hear his phone.

while everyone else was still around yuji, he made his way to the eleventh floor and started walking towards your office. when he heard glass breaking, he rushed to open the door.

your eyes fell on him and his on you. he didn't even care about anything else at that moment, but your safety. he rushed in front of you, keeping you closer against his chest, as the folder suguru threw hit his back.

it hurt, because it was thrown with much force, but it would hurt him more if this had hit you. you would've met your death, and satoru wouldn't be able to prevent that.

he closed his eyes shut in pain, lowering his head on yours. he held you closer to him, making you feel his heart beating against your hand. you held on his suit tightly, as you tried to calm down.

"i'm so sorry. i was late again" he whispered in your hair.

"why do you always appear in the best part?" suguru asked, voice filled with anger.

"what's the best part exactly? pushing her to her death?"

"of course"

"you're sick. you're sick in the fucking head"

you held onto him, before you slowly raised your head. he was already looking at you, eyes full of fear and worry.

"hold him down" you said, loud enough for him to hear.

he looked at you with curiosity, but he obeyed. he let you go and moved to suguru's side, quickly grabbing him by the arm and keeping him down on the floor.

you knew satoru was much stronger, but you didn't really expect him to handle that so fast. suguru was as surprised as you, while he tried to break free.

your heart was beating loudly against your chest and your whole body was shaking.

"i would've killed you if he was a second too late, you whore"

"shut up!"

satoru's voice made you flinch. it was the loudest you ever heard from him. he wasn't the type to yell. he hardly did that in his life.

maki was returning in her office when she heard satoru's voice. she thought that it was directed at you, so she quickly made her way to your office. she opened the door and was absolutely shocked.

your eyes landed on her, before you walked to her. your eyes moved to the bookshelf that you had attached the recording device, feeling a wave of relief that it wasn't destroyed.

you knew exactly what you had to do. even if you weren't ready, you had to it. you wouldn't let this chance slip away, too.

"give me your phone" you said, extending your hand so she could give it to you.

she handed it to you, quickly closing the door behind her. three pairs of eyes were staring at you, as you dialed 110; police's emergency number.

while you were explaining the situation, maki made her way towards satoru. he gave her his phone, a smile making its way to his face. maki had tears in her eyes, as she watched you finally doing what you were supposed to do a long time ago.

when the police arrived at the company, everyone was so confused. they were scared of what happened, so maki told them to go back to their positions while you and satoru talked to the policemen.

"ms. l/n, i think it's better if you come closer. there's a high chance the rest of the windows are cracked"

he went to place a hand on your shoulder, but you immediately stepped away. he looked at you, before looking at suguru who was getting handcuffed by another policeman.

"ms. l/n, we can't do much without evidence. yes, i see the damage in your office—" the policeman by the door started.

"i have evidence. camera footage and audios" you said, making suguru's eyes widen.

"alright then, you're coming to the station with us"

"you too, mr. gojo" he added.

once they left your office, you were alone with satoru. you stopped the recording device and removed it from the wooden surface.

"you had a secret recording device in here?"

"yes. it may sound stupid, but, i had a gut feeling telling me to buy it. and i'm glad i did. it recorded all the death threats and all the chaos in here" you said, voice shaking.

satoru stood in front of you, as he placed a hand on your cheek. you leaned into his touch, holding his wrist.

"he hit your back. are you in pain?" you whispered, looking at him.

"it's fine. it only hurt then"

you knew that he wasn't saying the truth. so you moved your hands to his shoulders, removing his blazer.

"turn around, satoru"

he did as you told him, feeling your hands raise his shirt. your eyes met the forming bruise close to his spine, tears making their way to your eyes.

"oh, satoru..."

"is it that bad?"

"it could've been worse, but, it sure is bad"

"i'm really sorry... that's because of me" you whispered, lowering his shirt.

"if that wasn't there, you'd be gone" he said, turning around to look at you.

"if that thing hit you, you'd be dead"

"that's what he wanted, satoru. he wanted to kill me and then—"

you couldn't continue. you couldn't say it. the lump in your throat couldn't allow you to continue. it only allowed you to cry.

"i wouldn't let him do that" he said, wrapping his arms around you.

"i don't think i can talk to the police, satoru"

"it won't be that necessary. those recordings say everything" he said, kissing the top of your head.

you nodded against his chest, slowly relaxing against him. you hesitantly pulled away from his embrace, smiling weakly at him.

"let's go, shall we?"

the policemen heard everything from the recordings, and saw the camera footage; the difference in time and the condition you walked out of the bathroom.

satoru throughout the whole meeting sat by your side, listening to everything while he tried to keep you calm. especially after they told you the case was going to court.

he took you back to your house, as he called maki to inform her of the situation. after the phone call, maki went back to your office and tried to find your phone's sim card in all its broken pieces.

meanwhile, satoru had just helped you in bed and he was about to leave, when you whispered;

"please, satoru... stay with me tonight"

he was thankful you asked him, cause he didn't want to leave you alone. he removed his blazer and his belt, before he laid next to you. you instantly attached yourself to him, afraid he was gonna go away if you didn't.

he wouldn't go anywhere, though. not after what happened. he nearly lost you. he would've never forgiven himself if he wasn't on time.

his heart was breaking into million pieces while you cried against his chest. every now and then, he placed kisses on the top of your head, as he drew soothing circles in the small of your back.

you heard the front door of your apartment open, and you knew maki came to check on you. she locked it behind her and made her way to your room.

she looked at you curled in satoru's arms; his one hand in your hair, the other on your back and his lips on your head, while your hands held on his shirt desperately. your body slightly shook as you cried, making maki's heart break.

she sat on the floor next to your bed and you immediately extended your arm to hold her hand. she squeezed it occasionally, her way of reassuring you that everything was gonna be okay.

after you calmed down, you raised your head to find satoru softly smiling down at you. he wiped the remaining tears off your cheeks, gently caressing them.

"how are you feeling?" maki asked.

you turned your body, til your back met the mattress.

"i don't know... i'm relieved, but also, scared?"

"the story is gonna be over, you know" satoru said.

"what if he's not proven guilty?"

"the police knew he was guilty. there's no way the judge is gonna hear all that and say he's innocent"

"plus, he admitted everything himself"

"y/n, that bastard is finally gonna be behind bars" maki said.

you nodded your head, before you got up from the bed. you looked at satoru who was supporting his body with his elbows.

"com'on, i have to treat that bruise"

"what bruise?" maki asked, looking at satoru and then at you.

"he was ready to throw a folder at me, but satoru took the hit. the bad thing is that it was thrown with much force in order to kill me. the good thing is that it didn't hit him on his spine"

"what in the actual fuck... why did it even go to murder? like it wasn't already bad..."

"that's what the many drugs do to someone's brain" satoru said with a shrug of his shoulders.

you walked with him in the bathroom, maki following the two of you. satoru started unbuttoning his shirt, while you searched for the cream you had for bruises.

"holy shit..." maki sighed.

you turned around, the cream in your hands, eyes falling on maki who covered her mouth. her eyes were locked on his back, the bruise definitely bigger than the first time you looked at it.

"oh, i should have treated it way earlier" you said, your fingers softly touching it.

satoru's eyebrows furrowed, as he gripped the counter. you opened the lid of the cream, squeezing some of it on your hand.

"this is a little cold, okay?"

you watched him nodding his head through the mirror, before you started applying the cream on his skin. his eyes widened and his abs tensed, feeling that it wasn't just a little cold.

"that's fucking freezing! wipe it off!"

"if i wipe it off, this will never go away"

"where the fuck did you have that cream? in the fucking freezer?"

"that's how it is, satoru. it freezes the skin where the bruise is, slowly numbing the place before it takes effect" you explained.

"that sucks ass"

"stop acting like a baby, oh my god" maki laughed.

"you don't want to know how many times i had to use this cream on her" you said, shaking your head.

"what are you even doing and you have to use that?" satoru asked, raising an eyebrow.

"i'm a lesbian. my fingers are cramping"

he looked at her, a chuckle leaving his lips.

"you're all ready, big baby" you said, kissing the other side of his back.

satoru's heart skipped a beat and he felt his skin burn hotter. he somehow ended up thanking the frozen cream, since he focused on the cold temperature in order to prevent the red hue from covering his cheeks.

"don't put on your shirt, or else it will absorb the cream"

"and try to sleep more on your left side" you added, walking back towards your room.

"okay, dr. y/n"

maki snorted, before she grabbed her things from the floor.

"well, i'm gonna go and leave you to rest"

"make sure to lock the door once you're out"

"of course"

"call me if you need anything"

"with what phone?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

"his" she said, eyes moving to satoru.

"oh, and"

"i went to your office and spent some minutes to find it, but here"