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Just a Monday in October, leaves were hitting the ground softly, the weather was warm to the absolute opposite of satoru's hands.
Standing behind the coffee shop bar staring at the long haired young woman that stood in front of her, Satoru's drenched in sweet despite how cold her hands were. For her, the shop was suddenly almost like a hundred ninety nine degrees.
The young woman standing now in front of her was just too pretty for her heart; long black hair with some of her sweet curls falling on her sculptured face that almost looks like as if god took hours if not days of his time creating her.
"good morning, can I get one doppio and one macchiato, no sugar please".
And damn Satoru was gone, a wall would have been more responsive than her;
The woman's voice is just as perfect as her face, sweet yet a bit husky you could easily tell why by the slight smell of cigarettes that had still remained lingering around her, yet her woody amber sweet odor elegantly stood still all devouring Satoru's poor heart along a sweet polite smile painted on her face softly landing another attack to satoru's heart
Satoru realized she had been staring at her for what seemed to be more than a hot minute, hell she didn't even ask what she could bring her, she was glad that what seemed to be a goddess rather than a human in front of her decided to break the silence herself.
Satoru didn't know if she just couldn't trust herself to let out a coherent sentence or if she physically couldn't force words out of her mouth, whatever the answer was she beat herself mentally about it as she turned to prepare the other's order after giving her a silent nod without speaking a word, she knew she would lose tonight's sleep, maybe tomorrow's too over how much of loser she was acting.
Their first encounter ended with satoru handing her pretty customer her order and the other muttering a small yet sweet "thank you" enough to melt Satoru's heart as she started heading towards the door.
Satoru couldn't keep her eyes to herself, her eyes following the other's steps, absolutely not checking out the the other's ass, she might have just stolen a quick glance of it maybe, her gaze fell on another short brown haired girl who seemed to be waiting for the other next to the shop who approached her with the take out.
how did Satoru not notice her standing outside this whole time? she was standing with a cigarette between her lips and supposedly that's why she had to wait outside.
Satoru biting her lower lip, kept her eyes on them a little bit longer, her pretty customer seemed to be so comfortable with the bob haired girl; joking with her as she handed her cup which seemed to be the doppio one, annoying her by stealing few breaths from her cigarette.
Satoru didn't even notice the feeling of the iron taste settling in her mouth indicating the bleeding in her lips, her heart melted at the other woman's laugh but for a very unknown reasons it sank a little bit seeing the scene as it unfolded in front of her jumping to conclusions -which is very Satoru of her- along with the realization that she didnt even say any goodbyes back came down on her, maybe she would both lose sleep and cry herself to sleep that night.
their second encounter was so much sooner than she expected hell it was way too soon, she didn't even get time to grieve fumbling her, but certainly enough for sukuna to bully her to death over it. Why did she even become friends with her shit ass coworker and roommate ?
It's almost like Satoru had developed extra senses to be able to smell the woman from a mile away spotting her crossing the street it hasn't been even 5 hours after their first encounter. This time Satoru is determined to reveal her voice to the other woman, ignoring the brown haired girl walking beside her because she didn't wanna exhaust her brain with that.
Satoru worked on gathering her confidence and stabilizing her breathing as she saw her favourite customer entering the shop, and like the last time the brown haired girl stayed outside with a cigarette between her lips, holding her phone texting someone it seams.
averting her attention back to the woman that was already standing in front of her, she could smell a stronger scent of cigarettes than earlier and she could immediately tell that the shorter woman definitely had both caffeine and smoking issues, she also took notice of her nursing school uniform this time and suddenly she understood where all that need for caffeine was coming from.
Satoru envied the entire nursing department and don't get her wrong, she is absolutely a finance nerd she loved business school! but damn she if she could switch to nursing school right away she would if it meant having a chance seeing that face every day even for a second in a dark hallway.
Satoru's prepared or at least she was hoping, she welcomed her with a smile -came off a bit as a creepy smirk but that's okay she was just trying her best!- her blue eyes are fixated on the other woman fighting to not get lost in her pretty purple eyes.
"what can-",
"suguru",
And GOD the universe might had just hated her that day because before she could even finish her sentence, a hazy somewhat deep voice interrupted her, her smile slowly fading as she noticed the brown haired girl had already entered the cafe calling out to the other girl in front of her while approaching the bar.
Pausing, taking in what she heard, Satoru's brain was up high in the clouds, forgetting what she was about to say she just kept silently repeating in her head the name she had been wondering about.
She became even more obsessed with her; perfect face with a perfect voice, ass and apparently a perfect name. Satoru would go to wars not just one for her.
satoru crinkled her nose as she was brought back to earth with the brown haired girl's voice adding "uta called and she needs a ride home, we are mostly done with our work anyways i'll just wrap mine at home. text me if you need help don't be a stubborn bitch", she spoke nonchalantly and damn if satoru thought suguru reeked of cigarettes then this girl was something else.
"ditching me for your girlfriend, shoko damn thats a low even for you" Suguru spoke, rolling her eyes moving her head in the process to the side and Satoru probably died like five times throughout it.
And Satoru was lost, between the eye roll, suguru's sarcastic tone that she wasn't prepared for along with her pretty neck being on display fueling her filthy mind.
Everything made her go a bit feral -just a little bit- while still processing the fact that the other girl sho-what was it? had a girlfriend and was in fact not her crush's girlfriend made what's left of Satoru's braincells go wild in her silly little head.
Satoru the loser she is, zoned out again for a few minutes missing out the rest of the conversation and was brought back from her daydreams to see that, what was her name again? whatever it was she didn't give any fucks, her name was the last thing on satoru's mind at the moment, she had already left and once again Satoru was left staring at Suguru like an absolute weirdo with her big blue eyes.
"a macc-"
"one ma-"
The place fell in absolute silence for a second which felt like forever for Satoru, and once again she was drenching in cold sweat, these were the first two words Satoru ever utters to her pretty crush and she looks like a stalker creep.
you can almost see Suguru's purple eyes widen a bit but quickly collected herself as she blinked, she smiled softly and Satoru wanted to jump out of the window as Suguru hummed, "yes, one macchiato please uh gojo-san right?", spoke in her elegant manner and oh she had to finish Satoru off by reading her name off her employee tag located on her chest and Gojo Satoru was absolutely gone this time.
Biting her lips roughly in contradiction to how softly she handed Suguru her order, Satoru looked like an exposed wet cat, Suguru said her thanks and headed to her way.
That day, Satoru never got to finish her first attempted sentence and wished she didn't even attempt to try and say something for the second time, ending her day with a bruised lip and another sleepless night where Suguru is the only thing on her mind.
"Yo, gojo-san"
It was 8 in the morning, Satoru was resting her head on her hand not even caring to open her eyes, she was not having it today.
She had to cover up for Sukuna today's shift because that bitch was hungover as hell, Sukuna gets her fun and Satoru has to put up with her bullshit's consequences.
Satoru didn't know she would be on her knees thanking sukuna, kissing her ass later that day.
Hearing that familiar sweet voice, she didn't even need to open her eyes to recognise the owner of the voice.
Satoru had thought that she would never get used to her name, even if it was her last name, being called by Suguru like that anytime soon, and hell the upcoming days would prove her right.
Satoru had been waiting for Suguru's return for the past ten days but she had been nowhere to be seen, Satoru almost thought about paying choso her friend -who's in nursing school- a visit, the hell she would be doing in a nursing school?
But for suguru, satoru was willing all just in hope to get a glimpse of the girl haunting her dreams, but sukuna being the fun killer she is, told her to cut the bullshit and bullied her until Satoru beat her ass as Choso hung up on them.
Satoru had wished she spent a little bit more time on her make up and clothes that day, but at least she didn't forget her lipgloss adding a slight glittery shine to her lips, her soft face flushed bright red as she looked at Suguru.
She missed looking at her face.
momentarily looking at the pretty woman, this time she wore her hair down she looked so tired that even a ponytail would feel too heavy on her body, yet she still looked so pretty, Satoru wished she could take care of Suguru herself; she knew how hard nursing school is even Choso was always complaining, and to make it even worse, Suguru didn't look like she could be trusted with the task of taking care of her own health.
As Satoru was about to tell her that calling her by her first name was just enough, hell more than enough, she craved her name to be called by Suguru, but the gods above seemed to be still angry at her because just as she was about to open her mouth to tell her, Suguru's phone rang through the small space and oh the curses that had just showered whoever the caller was in Satoru's head.
Suguru leaned in to Satoru asking for her regular drink in whispers not forgetting to add a "please" at the end as she picked up her phone leaving behind Satoru's poor heart overworking itself beating so loud in response to geto's soft whispers and the sudden closeness to the other woman and damn she almost wanted to thank the caller.
Satoru collected herself turning to prepare the order sneaking in a croissant in the takeout bag before handing it to the woman.
Electricity shot in Satoru's entire body as her fingers 'accidentally' came in touch with the other's soft long fingers while exchanging the money, the other seemed to be rather unaffected by what almost sent satoru off the rails, rushing outside after giving Satoru a quick but soft gentle smile as she thanked her, leaving Satoru once again with a bleeding lip crying internally over the fact that she didnt even have a chance to speak a word.
"Do you think she-"
"Shut the fuck up, Satoru" Sukuna shuts her up she doesn't even bother to look at her.
It's been like that for the past three days, 'satoru's princess' as sukuna would call her, hasn't showed up, satoru has been mourning day and night.
"Do you think that she thinks that I am an absolute creep?"
"Do you think she will be coming back?"
"Do you think It's over for me? You do, don't you"
Sukuna was fed, her hand was aching to slice satoru into two halves but being the angel she is, she didn't, she would just throw any soft object next to her at the annoying white haired girl as her eyes completely ignoring her existence never bothering moving her eyes to even see her aim.
Satoru had completely believed that she fumbled who she thought was her one and only love, yet she would show up extra dolled up and even took extra shifts skipping classes because "who knows? Maybe she will come tonight" but she didn't for three painful long days to satoru.
She would show up though, ten minutes right before closing the shop, Satoru never knew if her heart was racing or stopped beating the moment she caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette crossing the street, she couldn't tell what she was feeling at all but can you blame a girl?
Finally, the shop chime rang as her long awaited lover -in satoru's world- had entered their space. Satoru knew she had become addicted to everything related to Suguru, she couldn't wait to hear her voice while she looks up to her with her gentle eyes.
This time Suguru was alone, she also wasn't wearing her uniform, instead she was wearing a mini skirt with thigh high and a long sleeve cropped button up shirt that wasn't really buttoned up which allowed Satoru's eyes to wander, noticing that Suguru had no bra on resulting in satoru gobbling down her saliva before it gets out, and with the fact that thr shirt's color resembled the color of the sky and 'coincidentally' Satoru's eyes that made her feel things.
Some of Suguru's hair was up in a ponytail with the rest layed gracefully mostly on her back while some had decorated the front of her top.
"Hey"
Satoru was the one to break the silence this time, Suguru looked up to her as she whispered her hello back at her.
Satoru's heart definitely did stop beating there, why did the other look so anxious? Is she there to tell her to stop with her stupid shit?Will her boyfriend come out and beat her up to stop flirting with her?all possible scenarios except the right one came rushing to Satoru, lost in the thought for a second she starts biting her lips.
Shoko and Sukuna were absolutely different people, yet they both have been having it rough.
Dealing with Suguru having a crush was not any less shitty than dealing with Satoru.
Suguru wasn't dumb, but when it came to pretty girls her brain would stop working, she thought Gojo Satoru was just a nice girl doing nice gestures out of the kindness of her heart, Shoko would slap her on the head, anyone could painfully see how the girl behind the bar was into Suguru it was a severe case of second hand embarrassment.
But Suguru couldn't see that, yet that thought made her heart flutter and warm up her face.
She would smoke and yearn yapping about how if she could just live in that cafe she wouldn't give it a second thought, she wished she could get lost in Satoru's eyes forever and never comeback.
But god damn being forced to live as a functioning adult, and with nursing school being so draining Suguru had barely been getting any sleep, therefore she couldn't go and visit her crush as frequently as she wished, Suguru was choked up, face down and burnt out.
On her free day she decided to pay the cafe a visit, maybe she would dress up nicely to finally have Satoru see her in an outfit other than her ugly shit uniform
Suguru had to fight demons to not stress smoke while getting ready, she didn't want to smell nor cough like an old man with her crush.
"Hey"
Suguru responded in a low voice, what did she come here for again? She knew she should order but what she came her for was unfortunately not on menu. She stared at the Satoru's eyes that were consuming her fully, Suguru didn't need a siren's song to allure her to drown in her blue eyes, her eyes went down momentarily to Satoru's glossy lips tainted with bit of red at the moment due to the abuse that Satoru's stress caused.
"Do you like macchiato martini ?"
Was Satoru dumb, impulsive or smart ? Not even Sukuna knew the answer to that, but she shot her shot not wanting the feeling to stop, it was just who she is.
Dumbfounded Suguru stared for a second "i didn't know there is liquor here ", she spoke with slight confusion
"There isn't"
"Oh"
Silence filled the shop, Satoru was afraid Suguru could hear her loud heart beats, she could feel her heart in her throat taking her ability to breathe away and to be honest Satoru didn't know what she should say, she hadn't quite thought this through. She prayed Suguru would say something.
And finally gods above seemed to smile upon her answering her prayers, "Well i can't say no to drinking on a Saturday night", Suguru closed her eyes smiling as she moved her head to the side a bit trying to act as if she isn't panicking on the inside.
"There is this place near here, give me a five just to close up the shop", Satoru spoke in such a confident tone that even surprised her.
Sugur nodded but she couldn't silence the nicotine addict inside of her any longer, she told Satoru she would be waiting outside the shop and Satoru was confused but gave her a nod anyways.
Standing outside, Suguru with a cigarette laying between her fingers trying to calm herself down, she can't get too excited and fuck this up, Satoru was pretty so pretty and she was still not sure if this is a date or not maybe they are just going out to drink as girl friends! Drinking together doesn't mean anything! She hears Satoru stepping out of the shop and looks at her as she was taking a puff off her cigarette and why the fuck was she staring like that don't get her wrong she is not complaining! she loved it when these eyes were focused on her but did she do something wrong, did smoking give herth ick, what's wrong!!!
"Lucky cigarette"
Maybe she was dumb, Satoru spoke without a thought.
Maybe she was a genius, Suguru put off her cigarette, something she never does in this economy but if it's for Satoru, economy can go to hell. She walked towards the taller woman "would you let me smoke you then?", Suguru stood in front of the taller woman so close.
Too close, Suguru stood too close, Satoru had no brain to worry about her loud heartbeats nor her flushed face.
One thing was on her brain, Too close, yet she leaned down closing even more distance between them, she could feel Suguru's unstable breaths against her face, she was sure Suguru could feel hers too.
Neither of them knew who closed the final distance between them, maybe they both did.
Satoru's hand is already in Suguru's hair, pushing her towards her more which was just impossible as her lips were already being basically consumed by Suguru's lips, she was serious about smoking her.
A minute or two might have passed they were so caught up in their own world, they might have forgotten about their date but at least Suguru's doubts about it being a date or not were half cleared.
They looked into each other's eyes, letting out heavy breaths their hunger for each other seemed be never ending.
Neither of them knew if they should continue with the planned date or call a cab and go straight home but the former sounded like a better plan they really needed a few shots for their long night.
Satoru wasn't to be trusted to ride her motor in this state but she did anyways, leading Suguru by taking her hand towards her machine.
On their way, Satoru was surrounded by Suguru's fragrance, her arms locking around her waist driving her insane and as the minutes passed Suguru got more comfortable now her chest touching Satoru's back, Satoru went even more insane with Suguru's breathing into her ear, Satoru started doubting her ability to drive them to their destination safely.
By the time they arrived, they both had already been drunk on each other, higher than anything could get them, they didn't spend much time there, they got their drinks while talking about their favourite media and singers that some of them were mutual who knew they were so aligned?
They were also spitting their weird cringe flirty words here and there, the bartender had thoughts of risking their job to kick their asses outside, but thankfully they didn't have to lose their job; the couple didn't have that much patience wasting their time not having each other's lips locked in.
Satoru called a cab and texted sukuna to fuck off from the house which she doesn't do, but in return she loses her night sleep hearing sounds she had no business hearing.