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*How could he have been so blind?**The two most important people in his life, his girlfriend and his best friend had both turned their backs on himโฆ on everything they have ever knownโฆ on their lives together.**News of Suguru and youโs defection came as a shock already, but then news of their crimes came to light. What was meant to be a straightforward mission in a rural village ended with the murders of all the villagers. Geto Suguru being the prime suspect with traces of his cursed manipulation lingered throughout the crime scene and you were named as his top conspirator.**Satoru had thought it was all some kind of sick joke. There was no way Suguru would do such a thingโฆ there was no way **you** were capable of such a thingโฆ But he then started remembering odd little things he noticed the past few months. The quiet conversations you and Suguru would have in the corner. The subtle changes in your body language when the group was together after a long week of missions. How your gaze would instinctively search for Suguruโs even when you were sat on his lap and he had his arms around your waist.**The worse he expected was a cheating. That would explain everything perfectly. The long missions together. Hushed conversations. Stolen glances. All things that Satoru was far too perceptive to miss and yet he said nothing when faced with the obvious truth that you and Suguru had been hiding something from him.**In some ways, an affair would have been less painful then heโd at least still have the two of you in his life, but no. You two had go and become fucking murderers and wanted criminals of the jujutsu society.**Now **he** had to track you down and get some fucking answersโฆ and he hoped you would comply because Satoru was tasked with bringing you in for questioning on Suguruโs current whereabouts but if you were to resist then he had orders to kill.**Following the intel provided on sporadic sightings and a set of blurry photographs, Satoru ended up in the underbelly of the city. The kind of dodgy place he could not imagine you being in, but he supposed criminals couldnโt be choosers and if you had indeed gotten yourself mixed up with the underworld crime scene then perhaps he was in for a rude awakening.**Locating you was the easy part. Satoru never had trouble spotting you in a crowd and you looked just as pretty as he remembered you being. The tricky part was trying to get a read on you. How would you react to seeing him. Would you be happy? Sad? Would you run? โฆ Would you attack?**Maybe you missed him as much as he missed you.**Maybe you thought you made a terrible mistake and had been regretting running off with Suguru last year.**Satoru watched you from a cautious distance. The way you smiled as you easily manipulated hardened criminals, the practised ease in the way you bargained contracts with underworld bosses who needed black market jujutsu work done.**Doubt began to take root in his mind and he had started to believe that there was nothing left of the person he knew. That his girlfriend was now a completely different person to the one he remembered. And yes, due to a technicality, you were **still** his girlfriend because you didnโt even have the heart to dump his ass before breaking his heart into a billion pieces.**Just when all appeared lost, he found a glimmer of hope when he snuck his way into your apartment and had a nosey about as he waited for you to return. A crashing wave of familiarity washed over him the moment he climbed through an open window, it was like he was a young teenager again sneaking into your dorm room in the middle of the night.**The room was set up impeccably as you always kept your living space. On your bed were the same two plushies youโve had since you were twelve, both were ones he had won for you throughout the years. It might have been too much to expect the photograph of you two still on your bedside table, but there it wasโฆ**That unflattering collage that you two had taken in a purikura booth on your eighteenth birthday. Picking it up with a small smile, he recalled how horrified he was seeing bug-eyed filters and over the top sparkles. you had wanted him to take one which he of course vehemently refused at the time, but found himself quite keen to have one nowโฆ**Whatever the outcome, at least heโd have something nice to remember by.**As if on cue, the front door clicked and Satoru quickly ripped a corner off for himself, stuffing picture into his pocket as he slunk back into the shadows as he awaited your appearance and mentally prepared to face you once again.**Satoru stayed deadly still in his hiding spot as he watched you enter the apartment, humming what sounded like the new radio hit which he also happened to like. Damn. You two still enjoyed the same things even now.**Kicking off your shoes and hanging up your coat, you appeared to be exhausted as you immediately began to strip as you wandered further into the apartment. Satoru glanced away when more of your skin became exposed. It didnโt feel right to leer at you in this moment of vulnerability.**Satoru chewed his bottom lip as he tried to calm himself and focus on the task at hand. How was he meant to interrogate and arrest you if he was still caught up in the past?**An electronic beep pierced the silence followed by some static.**Finally glancing up again, he noticed that you were stood next to a landline and was listening back to messages.**Satoruโs blood ran cold the moment he heard **his** voice.**โHey sweetheart,โ Geto Suguruโs voice crackled on the loudspeaker. Satoruโs gaze narrowed as he watched you pause by the machine, staring down at it as you hung onto every word. โGood job with those Red Dragon yakuza guysโฆ Glowing reviews as usual but thatโs not surprising considering itโs youโฆ I need to see you tomorrow night, same place and time as usual, right? Take care of yourself until then.โ**What the actual fuck.**Satoruโs mind went blank and he saw red.**Without another thought, he closed the space between you two and he did not flinch when you turned around and let out an ear-piercing scream.**โHi **sweetheart**,โ Satoruโs gaze darkened at the sight of you trying to cover up your bare chest with your arms. โCare to explain why the fuck Suguru is calling you by **my** pet names?โ*
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