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⋆ ꙳ 𝖯𝖱𝖮𝖫𝖮𝖦𝖴𝖤 ➵ smell of sex
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❞𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘, 𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔❞ the 'clink' of your best friends' glass brought you back to reality. "So it is true." She nodded, "divorce." "Murder" she repeated your impending options with happiness.
"I'll help you, I'm sure Getou will too." You paid no attention to her, despite her voice being one of the highest in the bar. "I'll just talk it out with him." You informed. She raised her eyebrow at your foolishness.
"He cheated. What do you not get about that [N/n]?."
"I never said i wouldn't beat the dog shit out of him." A cigarette hung from her lips as she smirked. An hour after, you left the bar completely drunk, ignoring the signs that you shouldn't of stepped outside of the bar, still sober a enough to keep a conversation and walk without throwing up.
As your light footsteps turned into light stomps, "Honey, do you need help?" A lady, not older than 70 approached you gently.
You blinked, whatever she said after escaped your brain, "Ma'am, i'm fine." She looked worried as if you'd done something wrong. She continued to walk along side you until you reached a unfamiliar part of the city.
You never noticed her disappearance until you where alone, by yourself. The feeling of cold never came, just somber night breeze. Deciding to brave, drunkenness, you continued to walk to your and Satoru's shared penthouse.
On your way a familiar face stopped you again, "Getou, what do you need?" It wasn't surprising to see him, you just didn't want to. "I'm definitely not here because you're drunk and Satoru's being a bitch right now."
Being drunk for you wasn't a good or bad thing, you tended to make decisions that you would regret, you tugged on Getou's arm to pull him back to you, "Lemme go home with you tonight" Getou smirked, knowing his presence had backed you into a corner. "Make sure Satoru knows, love."
Reaching his house, he made you get in the bath, put on spare clothes of his. "Has that idiot been treating you right?" He asked after giving you herbal tea and a few homemade cookies.
For you, awkward tension built in the room, sexual tension to be completely honest. It made it even worse when he wanted to pass you, he would grab your waist, imprinting his hands' grip onto your waist as he passed.
"hm, is there something wrong? Are you uncomfortable?" Thoughts came into your head like a wildfire, "Where do i sleep?" you inquired without facing him.
"Nevermind that love, staring at what you want isn't gonna help you get it." A soft smirk tugged at his lips, "My best friend—your husband—could be waiting for you at home but your here, staring down another man." He hummed.
"Satoru's still in the wrong here," he craned his neck down to yours, "Let's get back at him, hm?" Soon, he used you like a toy at a carnival. Leaving you sore and begging for more in whoreish ways.
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"Satoru, I'm home-" He sat in the living room of the penthouse, with messy pajamas on his frame.
"[N/n]? Where were you last night? Shoko told me you'd be home." He turned to you with a worried expression on his pale face.
"I stayed with a friend— since I didn't feel like walking home." The pitt in your stomach sunk, the feeling of lying to him was foreign to you, even if he was a cheater. It felt like you were in the wrong.
"I'll cook something for you before you go to work." You smiled up at him, hoping to shift the conversations tone.
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♡Mae's thoughts ♡ ———
This took way to long for how short it is, I hope you like it tho!
