satoru gojo.

your boyfriend's name never left your mind, never left your lips, even when he was gone. it was so hard to accept that he wasn't there anymore. that you had no one to lay with in bed anymore. that you had no one to kiss you good morning or good night anymore. that no one would share every single moment of your breath with you, anymore.

it broke your heart. oh how you longed to hear his voice again. to hear him say those words of endearment, "i love you", and "i miss you", coming from those lips you liked to shower with kisses so much. how you longed to feel his arms wrapped around you protectively one more time. years had passed, yet he was all you thought about. always.

being a sorcerer of your own, your days were spent studying about anything, some sort of assurance that you were still able to bring him back. to.. maybe, just maybe, go back in time to save him way before he was in danger. to prevent the problem from even arising in the first place you searched for months, years even. it felt endless.

however, one day, you were finally able to do just that. a way to reverse the time, return to how things were. you felt like a mad scientist trying to create a new species, but you did not care. all you cares about was getting satoru back. getting him back. and you wouldn't trade him for anything else in the world. and you knew that all too well.

after reversing the fight, you found yourself on your bed. nothing out of the ordinary. it reminded you just how much you refused to change your room ever since he left. maybe it was the reassurance that you still felt him with you if you kept your room that way. you blinked a few times, adjusting to the bright light coming from the sun.

turning over with squinted eyes, there he was. your beautiful boy, painted in the sunlight. with one eye open, he peered at you with his blue orb. his gaze felt so surreal. he had his hand over his head, shielding the both of you from the sun blinding the two of you. he smiled at you.

"why are you crying?"