jenny

“what do you want for dinner?” you asked breaking the silence with a sweet smile. there was no response. you swiftly turned to him but flinched back when you’re met with his face.

“what the fuck?! a little warning gojo!” you squealed out in an embarrassingly high pitched squeak. he didn’t respond as his eyes searched yours for something.

oh...he knew that you knew and you sigh before pulling off his sunglasses really quick. the crystal orbs widened for a split second yet it didn’t falter as he held your stare.

“is this about your little fuck buddy you have?” the question flowed easily out of you, it irked him. he was expecting you to lash out at him like everyone else yet here you were so composed as if he had done nothing wrong.

how wrong he was.

you were not foolish to think that you had him all to yourself despite being in a relationship with for two years. on the contrary, you were quite aware of how gojo’s relationships worked; he doesn’t do relationships.

how sad, his ego has been hurt by little old you. you weren’t like them naive little girls thinking they were his true love and candy in his eye. in fact, gojo had this thirst that couldn’t be quenched especially for sweet girls.

“you don’t seem surprised nor hurt by her,” dryly comments gojo who was surprised by your indifference to his infidelity. he couldn’t wrap his head around it, you, his wife was not upset with him.

“of course not sweetheart, we may be married but I do not love you like them foolish little girls,” you chuckled. “in fact, I always knew you had someone else but fortunately for me we married out of need not love, that is our reality.”

you shrugged as you leaned against the counter, the dress you were wearing easily shows the bump you have. it was a security; the gojo family couldn’t do anything as you were the only one that satoru had kept around all this time compared to all his other toys; visible by the fact you were married.

“i married you for stability and money,” you shrugged returning to the task at looking what was in the house for dinner. hmmm…perfect! katsu curry it is- one of your cravings at the moment. “ha! you’re unbelievable”

satoru laughed behind you, his hands slipping around your waist leaning closer. you figured out long ago that satoru loved when you weren’t needy; yes, he enjoyed it a need for him but it was the reason why his side relationships didn’t last long- he got irritated by the constant needs of them and the constant asking if he was going to leave you.

as if! satoru married you for a reason and he wasn’t going to let you go. he kissed your neck, pressing against you. “you really are something,” he said to you, eyeing up the ingredients scrunching up his face. there was no sweet treats in sight!?

“satoru! stop it you dog,” you chortled, amused at how he was acting: you were 32 weeks, no chance for him. “go and shower, dinner will be ready and there’s dessert in the fridge for after.” you assured him knowing he’d throw a fit; he loved your baked goods being the biggest sweet tooth about.

it wasn’t long before he peeled himself off you begrudgingly making his way to the bathroom complaining. you rolled your eyes at his childish attitude but continued with your task at hand; there was no space for feelings.

feelings in a relationship with gojo satoru was never a good idea; you seen plenty when growing up with him. it ended in tears and an aching heartbreak, that did not interest you at all. you were only because it was convenient; nothing was allowed.

well…that’s what you told yourself.

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“why did I chose to be bait especially for an angry spirit?” you ask yourself, pushing yourself off the ground quickly, reaching for your gun in a haste. it wasn’t long before the said spirit appeared in front of you; it was a young women who was brutally murdered by her family after being abused all her life- it led to her killing the legacies of her family.

“come on, i got all day ugly,” you spat out as you look for the two brothers hoping they aren’t too long. you rolled out of the way as she threw herself at you; unfortunately for her she got a face of rock salt.

“hell yeah!” you muttered victoriously but it was short ended before you were seized as the spirit started lifting you; you couldn’t breathe, stop please.

‘please dean, please sam hurry up!’ you prayed, as your vision starts to blur- going black at the edges. it was always a dangerous thing; hunting, it cost your life all the time at any given moment but moments like these are always the scariest.

you are always so close to death

thankfully, a vision of red erupts in front of you as the spirit starts burning away showing that thankfully the brothers had found the body.

thank goodness- you have never ever felt so relieved as the chokehold the ghost had on you disappeared; air finally filling you. “I’m never offering myself as bait- never,” you mutter.

the door the room slams opened as sam and dean come rushing in, worried looks on their faces before they spot you. you get up slowly from the wall, hobbling over to them.

“took you long enough,” you huffed as you throw your arms around them. dean and sam glance at each other before letting out a small laugh, supporting you.

“better late than never,” dean spoke, smirking whilst sam offered an explanation on why it took long. no surprise there, just the usual last minute Winchester luck.

————-

‘wonder how he is?’ you thought to yourself as you sighed thinking about him. it was hard to not think about him despite how stoic he might be at times. ‘will he come home?’

he was just hurt from his past but those who are demon slayers usually have a dark past or have lost people close to them. it made you want to hug him and give him all your happiness and warmth.

he had told you it felt like he was undeserving and he was drowning in his guilt and shame of being alive whilst they had died. he was on autopilot at times not knowing what he was doing until he sometimes finds himself killing a demon. it was like a thick heavy fog had covered him making him feel like his energy had been sucked out of him.

‘its not your fault’ you had told him holding his hands towards you.

‘you aren’t alone at all’ and ‘you’re here and it is okay that you survived and are alive’ as well you had told him that repeatedly whilst holding him and running your hands through his hair.

“you are my star, you are the star that saved me from the darkness and continue to do so’ he told you once in a heated confession.

it had you emotional and scared him whenever you smiled whilst crying but felt himself being pulled closer to you. “you are the one who saved me from drowning in grief and anger” was what you told him.

it was true as he stumbled upon you standing on a bridge staring at the water. he knew the look on your face and has saved you by leading you from the bridge while telling you words that changed your life.

“you are still here so do something with your life that would make your family happy instead of drowning in that anger and grief.”

you smile at that memory looking at the rain that was pouring down all of a sudden until a creak was heard behind you. it’s a familiar shadow.

“i’m home” the calm voice of him washed over you and with a smile you turned.

“giyuu! welcome home,” you spoke softly, holding your arms open as you welcome him home.

home wasn’t t complete without him.

kaeya was drunk obviously which you knew from the little squint he does followed by the tapping of his left foot, yet why was he trailing his hand on the strangers leg up towards the inner thigh. it felt like your earth shattered, the rose tinted glasses you had on; gone.

“why..?” you uttered to yourself, your face pale and filled with horror. you certainly caught diluc’s and albedo’s attention which they followed your gaze. diluc’s eyes harden and, were so intense that they could melt you. albedo was giving a dead stare.

sorrow was the first emotion you felt then it came full force and heavy.

rage

how could he do that to you and so with your mind made up, you stood. the feeling of your steps felt heavy filled with heavy emotions weighing you down then within a second you were there.

crash.

drip. drip

kaeya looked at you in shock as well as the stranger making you angrier, a scoff leaving your mouth. “next time you’re going to do that crap again make sure not to do it in front of the person.”

“now now im sure this is all a misunderstanding,” the way he said it with full conviction and a worried look made you want to scream. it made want to just yell but with a deep breath you speak calmly. “it doesn’t matter if you’re drunk but doing it so blatantly obvious in front of everyone! me! you’re done, we’re done.”

you coldly glare at him before turning around where albedo was there waiting for you. it made you walk towards him taking his lead and leaving the tavern. the cold air refreshing on your skin cooling you down and, you got to the entrance and across the bridge before stopping.

drip… drip… drip

you were shaking with clenched fists as tears fell from your eyes, stifling your sobs. everyone had warned you yet you didn’t listen; fool and look where you’ve landed.

“i’m really a fool aren’t I?” you ask bitterly knowing that albedo was standing near. the question lingering in the air softly with no response.

the way your heart ached and clenched made you sob even more. it was your fault; naive little you believing all them sugarcoated words. you were so foolish, desperate for love and the warmth of someone else that you were fooled.

“stupid…” you muttered once more before looking at albedo who knew you too well. he knows that it’s best to leave you to your thoughts then come back to them after you’ve calmed down. it worked since you were usually a rational individual.

“come on,” he spoke, cutting the stillness in the air with nonchalantly. it made you calm down a little bit with how he didn’t pity you or reassure you. “let’s go.”

he glanced behind you unnoticeably.

he held his outstretched hand before you and you know he meant the little cottage of yours near dragonspine. you sniffled and wiped your eyes reaching out for the hand knowing you were in safe hands.

what you didn’t see was the way albedo’s lips rose into a smirk, the glint in his eyes possessive and challenging to kaeya who glowered.

unknowingly, to you there is a competition between the two on who would get you. you aren’t allowed to be with anyone else; they don’t deserve you nor will they treat you right.

“i can’t wait to soak in the water,” you hum to yourself as you had reached the covered entrance (slightly thick leaves cover it). “these new candles will be great as well.”

you set your stuff to the side as the steam of the water had you sighing; reaching to remove any jewellery. you look back as you unlace your slightly lacy lavender spring dress bring your arms together as the dress drops.

splash!

your heart drops as you turn quickly to where the water was and there he was; diluc ragnvindr submerged in the water with his arms leaning against the wall. “well don’t stop on my account.”

suddenly it was hot so hot that your legs pressed together and the dress was suffocating. the man I front of you had been teasing you and flirting with you quite confidently which was out of character.

you had no clue that he had found out that you had returned his feelings as well therefore his confidence boost.

“diluc!” you squeaked slowly losing grip on the dress, your breath coming out short. he only tutted before gliding forward, the water nearly exposing him as he reaches where you were at. “how..how did you find out..”

“about this place? well I’ve known for ages,” he raised a brow before looking you up and down. it was then that your grasp on your dress slipped leaving you exposed. “sweet barbatos…”

he eyed you up hungrily causing you to flush but with a sudden braveness, you had approached him and lean down. “diluc…don’t stare at me like that”

“sorry beautiful but your hard to resist,” he said appreciating the view before grasping you and pulling down. it had caught you off guard that you squealed before being submerged and then rising to where your bare chest was touching him. his arms caging you in with no escape.

a hungry look in his eyes ready to devour you within a single second. you make eye-contact with him, his gaze so heavy causing a blush to erupt, his arms tightening, around you allowing now escape.

“diluc..!” you had whimpered bring your hands against his chest, nails scrapping against it leaving red marks.

“you’re going to make me lose my mind!” he grunted before swiftly meeting your lips with such passion that it made up for the clumsiness of it.

they never took your feelings to heart; discarded like dust never to be seen again. it was pain after sadness after pain and it finally made you realise how naive you have been. it was foolish to think that any of your family members would care about you, that they would have a place for you in their hearts.

naive little you, how foolish. they only had time for her and it was shown; your birthday pushed aside, blamed for anything such as her getting her (it was somehow always you). bastards.

without your brother turning around he didn’t see you clearly. no, he didn’t see the way your eyes had dulled slightly only to minutes later light with so much anger that your eyes looked like they were glowing. the way your body stopped shaking and you stopped crying, how you stared calmly at his back.

anger had taken over you as the blood in your veins rushed rapidly in you with anticipation. it burned deep in you daring you to forget but oh how you wouldn’t forget.

you could never ever forget it and you never will. you’ll make them pay, shame them and bring them down and oh, how they’ll beg for mercy. they will not forget the slander they treated you with, the mistreatment from the servants.

diediediediediediediediediediediediediediediedie…

you emotionless stare at the dreadful human in front of you- enjoying the confused and shocked face when he met your hate filled gaze especially with the different emotions he was going through.

shock. confusion. regret. shame. anger.

he was speaking to you but it was a buzzing noise in your ears, annoying as a mouse. fool but oh, there’s the other two fools with him looking at you harshly until you had looked at them.

gleefully you grinned with how your ‘sister’ flinched, hiding away from you in fear. it had set off the fool in front of you as he yanked your hair, spitting in your face. you simply smiled at him unsettlingly him yet still angering him at the same time.

“isn’t it funny how it came to this?” you ask him hoarsely, voice raspy from not talking. they looked at you stunned especially the one you used to call father. “funny how a fake sister seemed to replace me but thank goodness she did..”

you grin, eyes full of fire before tilting your head to the right, “or else I’d turned out like a spoiled bitch”

one; hook

a shade of red burned across her face whilst the other two were in shock before smacking you across the room. ha? seriously they’re that pissed?

“HOW DARE YOU-“ he raises his voice before your snort and your body shakes, it covers your anger as amusement. you seeth from behind your hair.

two: line

“HOW DARE YOU THINK ITS FUNNY! UNGRATEFUL GIRL!” he had yelled furiously, oh the hatred continued building up like molten lava and so you smiled peacefully for the last time.

three: sinker

“father well perhaps I shall call you sperm donor, quite suiting no? anyways let’s this be known that i hate you.” you softly spoke as the chains your ankles were in broke, a smile breaking out at their scared faces.

“what are you doing-“ you cut off your father by summoning some ice spikes that cut into him. the place slowly becoming colder as you start to freeze the room.

“may my hatred make you burn for eternity in hell”

you darkly smiled.

now…

“why should I be mad?” you ask softly, as you continue to cut the carrots you needed for the soup, it was a family recipe. a hand slams behind you against the counter making you jump; the knife slipping and cutting you.

“childe…i can’t say anything because it was something I expected,” you utter, blinking away the tears from your eyes. liar, you expected none of that. you manoeuvre yourself to the sink only to be dragged back, childe puts your finger in his mouth softly sucks to stop the bleeding.

ah! a warm blush spreads across your cheek as you held eye contact. no, stop! you sharply drew your hand out of his mouth. “childe…i do truly love you I really do but do you?…”

a sharp hiss was heard before he grabbed you bringing you close. tears appear once more as you start to shake slowly, he seems to be holding on to you tightly. “it was a stupid drunk accident…i can’t lose you! my loyalty to you will always be the same as it.”

you internally frown, a drunk accident huh? you were no fool but now? you were a fool in love. childe buries his face in the crook of your neck, he loves doing that and it also is his favourite spot.

“i can try one more but only once more,” you softly speak into his ear. the way his body shivers and he grips you closer before nodding, you knew you had him.

you smiled darkly, full of glee.

you were on the sofa snuggling into a blanket and into their side. they were warm and welcoming, softly leaving kisses on your forehead every few minutes.

it was perfect, it made you feel warm and fuzzy like you were in a dream. it was everything you could of asked for.

birthday on the 19th and very excitedddd!! it’s weird to turn older because of one day

that’s all I wanted to say :))

liar…traitor

no, you were being unreasonable it’s your fault; you didn’t say anything so it’s too late now. it’s your fault and you aren’t surprised

it’s all ways your fault, your always late…

alwaysalwaysalwaysalways

both of you were currently heading to meet razor as he was always curious, of the markets around mondstadt, especially during the winter season. you look at the bundled up bennett beside you; you had to make him wear a coat and gloves at least! it was freezing!

wait…freezing!?! your heart sank quickly as you thought of razor. yes he might of gotten used to the temperatures but yet, it doesn’t matter. “bennett, hunny?”

“yeah?” he responded as he looked around in awe even if he’s seen mondstadt like this many times. “it’s currently low temperatures especially for mondstadt and, razor is out there with no protection…”

that makes him falter as he turns to you in horror; you had to get razor to stay with one of yous tonight since it was rumoured to be colder later on. first, you had to get razor something warm and so, with haste both of you managed to get; a light purple scarf and a nice warm coat that wasn’t stuffy as razor would be uncomfortable.

both of you waste no time hurrying to razor who was waiting outside of wolvendome; he was shaking slightly.

“RAZOR!” you called out catching his attention before you and bennett tackled him, wasting no time to get him into the warm garments. he blinked and tilted his head cutely, as he looks at his coat and scarf.

“for…me?” his voice is confused and hesitant, both yours and bennett’s heart breaks.

“razor, darling of course it’s for you,” you start softly bringing him into your embrace tearing up.

“yeah, moon it’s for you,” bennett spoke as he joined the embrace; he had called razor a moon because of how beautiful he looked, in the moons light. razor loved that named ever since.

“razor, we love you and care for you and you’re allowed to receive things…besides it’s cold and we don’t you to get cold, as well as stand outside in it with no protection.” you start slowly, caressing his cheek before laying a kiss on his forehead as bennett leaves a kiss on his shoulder.

“oh okay…i care for you too,” razor said as his chest burst into swirls of warmth. a giggle and smile escapes all of you before you’re grabbing on to one hand of their hands.

“come darlings, let’s go,” you smile as you pull them towards the village, in return your hands are squeezed by both of the boys.

“yes! oh razor just wait until…” you softly smile as bennett tells razor about everything there.

it was the little heart flutters that brought an unknown warmth with it, the teasing and height comparison.

maybe it’ll soon be the tickling cold, red cheeks and Christmas lights. it may be a dream but not an unpleasant one