#IT WAS ALWAYS REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

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LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL AND WORTH LIVINg I AM gOINg TO KILL MYSELF I AM SO HAPPY

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Rereading 😁🤓

"then looks up to see gojo gobbling down his fifth serving of cake, exerting himself in getting that last piece of boba at the very bottom of his milk tea, plastic cup contracting with these resounding pops they both ignore. not to mention that he's already gone through two pints of rocky road." to have his appetite and endurance, honestly

"despite his loyalties to you, he doesn't forget that he's nanami's friend too." hsjjdsjhahahahahhahshshhahahhahahaha

"by the way, i'm not picking sides but i think you should talk to her," geto says warily, his hand clasped beneath his chin as he eases his way into the subject. to say that he's torn would be an understatement because he always does this. gets in his feelings and worries til grey hairs and frown lines appear yet, it shows. geto can't help but care for others and make it known, say it with words that don't get caught in his throat, and proves it through his many sentimental ways."

" (47 to be exact, all sparingly spaced out across weeks because he doesn’t want to seem too desperate. he's meticulous like that) some voice messages he's left in your chat that probably went unheard. he's even contemplated if he should show up at your apartment. (but he's not crazy. of course not.)" ME FR???????? never doing something like that ever again though 🙏🏼

gojo interrupts his thoughts, "about damn time, she's liked you for ages, i tried warning her but who knows what she ever saw in you," i want this man to stop yapping most of the times but speak it!!! 🙏🏼🗣️

The pompompurin ears😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

"his lips quirk up by the corners, “not even i could plead his case, the man reeks of remorse, even if he did deceive you, he’s not proud of it, which makes him less likely to defend himself..." his hands come up to brush over the engraved caption on the plaque. they're nice hands, rough, but a little too big, too gentle, like he could let you go at any moment if he wishes. nothing like nanami's. if nanami were to hold your hand he'd hold on for dear life." ⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️⚰️ lovely lovely lovely

“there’s no justice in that,” higuruma's decided he's done with this sculpture, picks his head up and moves away to the next one, he doesn't get attached. he doesn't linger. maybe that's why you never took things further, he's always seen things in black and white, like you were just another one of his cases. saw the teary look on your face, the long hours pouring over every detail leading up to the end and he couldn't leave it alone. 😔🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁🙁

"tell me so i can be put out of my misery, or better yet, come back into my life." HE'S SO REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL, ALWAYS BEEN

I could think of all the good words to praise this work and it all deserves it. This is honestly just a novel, that's it.

WHERE OUR PIECES FALL IN PLACE | NANAMI KENTO X CHUBBY READER

instead of an expected reunion—imagines that he’ll meet you in the middle of the street randomly one day by fate. maybe in a garden among pretty flowers but you’d be the only thing he can’t take his eyes off. or by the ocean, no one else but a man confessing his sins that shall be buried below water and he’ll be anew, he’ll be forgiven—nanami is only left with silence on your end.

a sequel to ‘SAY IT’S HERE’

sometime in the middle of the twin’s birthday party, when the candles are blown out and yuuji’s tiger face paint starts to crack around the corners of his smile, geto hands nanami two slices of cake. nice thick wedges of strawberry and chocolate, alternating pink and brown towered high with rainbow sprinkles on top.

it isn’t a surprise the twins couldn’t decide on a cake flavour so geto layered them both, however, what does surprise nanami is that he hands it to him on a plate with ice cream on the side as well. he pokes his spoon into the melting scoop of vanilla and wonders how people have the appetite for something this insanely sweet. then looks up to see gojo gobbling down his fifth serving of cake, exerting himself in getting that last piece of boba at the very bottom of his milk tea, plastic cup contracting with these resounding pops they both ignore. not to mention that he’s already gone through two pints of rocky road.

geto’s face is stoic but reluctantly so, a crease forming between furrowed brows, “thanks for coming, and thank you for the gifts, the girls love them,” is all he says, voice even. despite his loyalties to you, he doesn’t forget that he’s nanami’s friend too.

which nanami could commend him for, he doesn’t make it about himself, this is the day his daughters were born, he’s meant to celebrate. call it common ground. geto's lips lift at the corners when he looks over to see the two of them slowly prying wrapping paper off the multiple boxes nanami had flown in. he’d been undecided on what to get because gifts are not his strong suit, he’s never understood the need for such materialistic representations of love but he likes the twins, so he bought…everything under the sun. (yuuji helps them with the bigger ones and in the process, screeches so loud he almost breaks a window when it’s revealed that nanako and mimiko have received not one, but two game consoles.)

“by the way, i’m not picking sides but i think you should talk to her,” geto says warily, his hand clasped beneath his chin as he eases his way into the subject. to say that he’s torn would be an understatement because he always does this. gets in his feelings and worries til grey hairs and frown lines appear yet, it shows. geto can’t help but care for others and make it known, say it with words that don’t get caught in his throat, and proves it through his many sentimental ways.

nanami almost dismisses the notion because it’s not like he hasn’t tried. it’s been the longest time without seeing or hearing from you since…well, since you broke up with him via call, left your job, and stopped coming around the usual places. the cafe, the bakery. there had been a few missed calls in between (47 to be exact, all sparingly spaced out across weeks because he doesn’t want to seem too desperate. he’s meticulous like that) some voice messages he’s left in your chat that probably went unheard. he’s even contemplated if he should show up at your apartment. (but he’s not crazy. of course not.)

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