“I wish to be with you in my final moments, my love”
Satoru x Suguru X Non-Sorc!Reader
DEAD DOVE : DO NOT EAT — FEMPOV
content warning : gore, thoughts of cannibalism, death, angst, miscarriage, alcohol, mention of rape, horror themes, psychosis, suicide
You’re currently on : PT I
long a/n : cw contains the overall warning of the fic, this chapter won’t have all of the warnings contained in it. also okok i get it, it’s a short chap but whatev. suguru isn’t introduced in this chapter yet heh. . . i js posted this cuz i am extremely delayed when posting this. this fic won’t be as good as well since i rushed it, i will edit it throughout trust me
August 10th, 2017, at around dawn,
Jane Doe has been found deceased.
Your eyes shot open, rapid breathing taking over what seems to be the left overs of your lungs as you laid on the grounds of the Tokyo alleyway. Cold. Empty. The pouring raining punching your lifeless body as you were alone as the only source of light was the billboards shimmering at night.
Your wish wasn’t able to be fulfilled.
Oh, poor you. Poor y/n. It was going to happen either way, you were destined to this fate even if they wanted to protect you and hide you away from it. It was already planned to happen.
Just barely conscious, you could still make out that outstretched curse made up of the body’s of a human flesh and fluid with its umbilical cord still drooping. It was just digging away into your stomach as if it was a starving, remorseless hyena scavenging at the remains of it’s prey; whilst paring its skin with it’s fingers. It’s shit eating grin invariably plastered on its prolonged face gave you deja vu, glistening its overwhelmingly amount of teeth. Too large to be humane but yet too small to be inhumane.
You wanted to move, to scream as you felt the agonising pain of your pancreas squelching against your intestines as if a child was playing with your guts like slime, except this was no child. . .
Its eyes wider than anything human just bore into your’s as it toyed around with your digestives. Squish. Squish. . Squish. . . The metal smell stinging your nose as you didn’t feel no anger, sadness, fear or anything. Except, desire to help it. Assist it grab your body parts and just gollop it down your dry throat.
Its disorientated voice squalled out, verbally struggling to word out the words it desired to say towards you.
. . .
“Maama. . .”
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4 months prior to the accident.
The room was dim as you lay sprawled out on your stomach on the king size bed, the white sheets covering partially of your bare skin. That night. . . That night kept replaying in your mind, his unwelcome hands touching you. The only thing you could recall that night was his sinful words with that revolting shit eating grin.
As your hands grasped onto the silky sheets, your breath hitched as you wanted to get him out of your head. Until you felt a pare of welcoming hand slithering across your arm towards your hands before interlocking with them which made you loosen grasp of the sheets. The feeling of a warm muscular skin flushed against your back as you felt some legs entangling with yours.
“You’re so tense. Is something on that pretty mind of yours sweets?. . .”
The raspy whisper spoke as you knew straight away it was Satoru. Only he had the spare keys to your penthouse — that he supposedly bought even knowing he only sleeps there with you when he doesn’t have to teach nor have any missions otherwise he’s in the jujutsu dormitories due to his tight schedule of only 3 hours of sleep. You would turn around to face your boyfriend making eye contact with his icy blue eyes, a soft hum slipping out of his lips as he leant in to kiss your lips that lingered quite sometime. Just his way of showing who’s his girl.
“Toru, it’s nothing. Just stretching my fingers.”
You tenderly spoke through the kiss as he pulled away. Silent. . . Than all of a sudden his lanky fingers started stretching your cheeks with a goofy smirk on his lips, he was pulling your skin like a granny teasing her granddaughter as a devious chuckle flowed out of his mouth
“Hehe.. Look you’re a pufferfish, glob glob glob!!”
You would shoot him a glare as now he started smacking your cheeks gently to make your lips pout out like a pufferfish before he slowly stopped with one last smack and a ‘glob’ before retracting his hands and a look of a child caught red handed grabbing cookies from a jar plastered all over his face. Sometimes even you have to treat your own damn boyfriend like a child for him to control his antiques, but yet again, it somehow made you get that thought from that man out of your head.
“Anyways, you staying for the night? I thought you normally stayed at that weird little Hogwarts place.”
Your fingers brushed his white bangs out of his face so you could clearly see his charming face. As a non-sorcerer you never really understood Satoru’s wizard of oz world of sorcerers, I mean after all you were born without a cursed technique. Satoru did try to explain cough cough I mean teach the whole thing to you even his uh— what was it called again? Seven eyes? Number eye? Whatever and how he’s like a ‘god’ amongst everyone, but at the end of the day you just saw him as an average person. Except for his white locks and striking eyes. Damn, you can never get tired of staring at him, maybe he is a god with that beauty. Who knows.
The ironic thing about this is that he dated you not just for your oh so cute little face but also the fact you viewed him differently and also your morals, which were somehow quite similar to Suguru’s except in a more of a less sorcery way. Even though he preferred to focus on his life and also desired somebody merely as strong as him; yet he still chose you and somehow you also chose him even knowing he wasn’t that all faithful.
“Mmmmm. . . Naaaaah. . I’m staying for the night. And it’s not called Hogwarts! It’s Jujutsu high! Thank you verrrryyy much.”
He even emphasised on the word ‘Jujutsu high’ to remind you the name of the school he worked at before quickly cutting himself off and looking down to your chest, his goofy grin reappearing again after trying to put on the tough guy act when correcting you. His fingers wiggling in a way he’s ready to fondle with them, your eyes darting from his hands to your chest than back to him, your brow raised with a small giggle escaping your lips.
“Zooweee mama! My little girls are looking just as beautiful as they usually are, come to daddy!!”
With excitement and exaggeration he would pull the sheets over him and snuggle up his face between your chest whilst wrapping his brawny arms around your waist like a belly chain, a highschool girl giggle vibrating against your skin and then with with a content sigh, he would’ve shut his eyelids in relaxation. Your hand would slither into his white locks, giving them a massage as you closed your eyes and kissed his head with your eyes fluttering shut as a heartwarming smile forms.
“Goodnight toru. ‘M love you.”
As y/n falls into a slumber, Satoru would halfway open his eyes with seriousness that he usually doesn’t show. His infinity warps around them both as his six eyes senses something or somebody watching afar from the glass walls in their large bedroom that looked down the Tokyo city, possessively pulling himself more into your body and his grip around you tightens.
“Tch. . .”
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May 11th, Thursday at 1200
Your mouth would widen as a teary yawn escaped, your hands would rub away the tear remnants. The heel of your shoes making contact to the concreted ground with taps whilst making your way to the shops. A soft hum slithered from your lips as you pulled out your phone to see any new messages, noticing you have 16 new ones from Satoru.
My Blue Eyed King of Big Backness 🩵💙
baby
Sweets
penis
oK soz
sweetie boo boo bear my little queen of grumpiness and sexiness
i heard ur going to the shops
plz buy sweets
i beg i have been such a good boy. . . heh
can u also go to the new bakery
wait nvm i will go muself and drag nanami with me
love
ove u
pove u
. . .
looooovvveeee yyuyy
bro the fuck
love you 😘
also the kids say hi (dw they don’t know who you are I didnt tell them who u were)
today, 9:30am
pls send nudes of yoy back bending 🙏
today, 11:00am
Jesus Christ. It’s ironic how all of your notifications were just Satoru trying to just even say he wants sweets. A heavy sigh left your lips as you put away your phone and walk into the store you just arrived at to buy groceries. . . And sweets.
As you exited the store with a whole bag and of food for restock and the other bag filled with sweets, you would make your way back towards the penthouse. The weight the of the bags being extremely heavy causing you to drag them across the ground slightly. Before you could even straighten your back you felt a shudder through your spine.
You couldn’t even move a muscle, you felt as vulnerable as a deer at headlights. Beads of sweat would drool down your forehead as you felt your breath hitch against your throat. The shopping bags fell to the ground as the beating of your heart started beating rapidly with a gut feeling inside of you lacerating you to look behind. . . But you couldn’t. The agitation you’re feeling right now is preventing you to do such movements.
“MY GOD Y/N!! You never told me the guys here in Japan were this cute!”
The loud shrill behind you of a voice that spoke English with a high pitch eventually made your body snap around to see a blonde girl dressed up in a revealing outfit with a massive gleeful smile printed on her face. You knew her. . . It was your old high-school friend : Addison.
You felt deja vu from the sight. Addison? What is she doing here?. . . Your eyes hastily scanned around the place, it was a large bathroom with the echo of loud music in the background and flashing lights flickering through the door of the room. Your head glanced towards the floor mirror. You were also dolled up.
But, you were just—
“Hey! Hey?!! Earth calling y/n? Don’t tell me you’re drunk already!! We just got here, ughhhh. . . I knew drinking all of those boozes wasnt a good idea.”
Her dramatic groan made you look back at her face, your features now softening as you felt comfort around her presence. Still trying to put a finger to what is happening you would sigh tenderly and loosen your shoulders, you were probably drunk as hell. It was said drunk people do hallucinate when intoxicated, maybe that’s what you were experiencing.
“Sorry, Addy. I think I might be a lil drunk. . .”
You spoke in a gentle tone but loud enough to be heard over the muffled up-beat music, your hand rubbing the back of your neck. You felt her hand interlock with yours and drag you out of the bathroom in a rush of adrenaline, a laugh erupting from her lips.
“A lil?? Your drunk boo!! Now let’s have fun and don’t be too drunk, I will need that translation for the Japanese we will be hearing!”
As she dragged you out of the bathroom the music got louder, the bright lights flaring would cause somebody with epilepsy have a seizure and the stench of heavy alcohol hits your nose without warnings. Everything felt so real. Until, you noticed around Addison’s neck was a black choker that almost resembles a rope, it almost seemed like a mockery the choker.
Shit. This wasn’t Addison, you remembered. . . She shot herself almost half a decade ago.
Coming into an abrupt stop, you teared your grip away from Addison’s grasp. Your breathing now coming to a fasten motion. Addison would also halt and tediously turn around towards you, her face now cold with dispassion. That same shudder from before came back crashing towards you as you took a step back, fumbling.
The glares. . . You felt eyes stabbing into you as Addison’s emotionless features continued looking, with hesitation you teared away from her eyes grasping contact with yours to only realise all those glares were from everybody in the club. . . Everybody was staring right at you, the exact same expression as Addison, same petrifying looks that could curse you.
Except for one. One in particular. A tall, almost same height as Satoru, maybe 10 centimetres shorter. He had long raven-like black hair that was lustrous and a disturbing but yet alluring features upon him. You felt the eyes subside the longer you look at the man, the feeling of betrayal and anger with a tint of mournfulness now took over your emotions as he began mouthing words. The only thing you could understand from the spoken words he tried to proverb were—
Everything was cut off as your eyes flutter open, peeping down you would notice Satoru wide awake and his icy eyes glowing, his seriousness dissipating as infatuation was now plastered on his face. As Satoru saw you awake, his eyes would soften whilst lifting his head up from your chest to give u a large goofy grin.
“Hey sweets, did I wake you up?”
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Thank you for reading — pt II will come. . .
Love,
Norissisca
