Can you imagine jon/Martin finding out about tma and getting to see the fandom and how thousands of people love their tragic story and love them despite it all.
Like Jonathan sims, who ended the world. Who is so crippled with guilt and self loathing. Sees how many people love him and have written ESSAYS about how it wasn’t his fault. Jon who isn’t human anymore but clings to it with every ounce of strength, finding out that there’s an entire fandom who loves him even (especially) as a monster, who celebrate and draw him with as many eyes as possible. Jon finding out that thousands of people love him even with all his sins.
Martin, who’s been alone his entire life. Who doesn’t think he’s worth worrying over. Finding out how many people would die just to get a cuppa from him. Him finding out that the entirety of the fandom just wants to experience a Martin hug. That there’s an entire fandom of people who think he deserves so much happiness and friends and love. Martin who gets to see people realize how clever and intelligent he actually is, who credit him where credit is due and then some.
Just them finding out that thousands have heard their story and flaws and love them
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彡A LOVER SO BEAUTIFUL THAT HE ALMOST DIES
☆. contains: bf!satoru gojo x fem!reader; fluff fluff fluff!!!!!!, reader almost gives him a heart attack smh, they're very cute and very much in love wc: 1.1k
walking through the door, his eyes immediately start scanning the crowd in search of you. suguru mumbles something about getting drinks and wanders off, leaving bf!gojo to his mission. and then he hears it. his ears perk up at his own personal favourite sound - your laughter. it bounces off the walls, muting every other sound in the room and it makes the corners of his lips twitch upward. god, he can't wait to see you.
and finally.
there you are.
a group of people step aside just in time and it's like something out of a movie. everything is in slow motion and everyone in the background blurs, all except for you. you're facing a friend of yours, not noticing your beloved boyfriend almost having a heart attack, before said friend nudges you toward him. turning around, you greet him with the biggest smile.
satoru feels his heart explode. he's standing there like a fish out of water, his mouth hanging ajar. you look like an angel. the lights are hitting you perfectly, making it seem like you're the only person in the room. finally regaining consciousness over his body, his hand flies to his chest with a big sigh, making you giggle. excusing yourself, you start making your way over to him and his eyes almost pop out of his head. it's like he's seeing you for the first time again.
he keeps his hand over his heart, trying to make sure it stands in it's place and he seems to be speechless. that's a first. there just aren't words good enough to describe you. sure, he can keep calling you his angel but in reality that just won't suffice. he needs to start making up new words for the love of his life. a whole new language just meant for you.
when you're just about two steps away, satoru releases another deep sigh, letting his eyes close and head hang back. you're killing him. you really are. he lolls his head to the side as he looks at you with his one opened eye. if he were to look at you with both of them, his heart would surely give out then and there.
now stood in front of him, with an unwavering smile, you beam at him and his dramatic antics. raising a hand, you brush a stray white hair from in front of his eyes, fingertips gently brushing over his cheek - a pinkish hue now embellishing his face.
satoru stares down at you and all he can think is how fast could he get a wedding ring? is there a store nearby? would it be open at this hour? how silly would it be if he just dropped down to his knee right now? would you say ye--
"you're drooling." you say with a giggle. you're trying to remain cool and calm and collected but in reality, his reaction is making you sick; the butterflies in your stomach are about to burst out of you and you can feel your ears burning. god, you hope he doesn't notice.
he does. how could he not. he's now extremely focused on your current state, how even though you try to keep your eyes on him, they seem to keep flickering down to your fidgety fingers. how even though, a big grin adorns your face, a deep blush creeps up your skin - a hint of shyness poking through.
"a-am not." he nevertheless wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling. he takes your small hand into his big one and urges you to do a spin for him. "c'mon, show me."
laughing, you do as he says. still holding onto his hand, you do a full 360 and demonstrate your outfit, making him groan and grasp at his heart once more. do you know what you're doing to him?
"you are ridiculous." he is truly the most dramatic person you know.
"you are the most beautiful girl on the planet." but also the sweetest.
your eyes soften while his are filled with pure admiration. you are the one for him. a comfortable silence falls between you, gazes and fingers locked together. bound together. it's just the two of you in this crowded room.
"thank you." it comes out as a whisper. "you look so handsome." you raise your free hand to trace over his tie and up and over his shirt collar. you can smell his cologne, it's the one you gifted him last year and it warms your heart.
he leans down to your ear and whispers back. "i think i'm having a heart attack."
"you- wait, what?" you pull back at his serious tone but you're still met with just a stupid smirk. "that's not funny, satoru. heart attacks are a serious topic."
"and i am so serious, baby. dead serious." he places your palm over his heart and you feel it strongly thumping in it's cage. "told you."
"maybe it's trying to escape, have you considered that? maybe it's fed up with your antics, hm?" you tease.
"well, maybe it's making it's way over to you, to crawl into your chest, have you considered that? maybe it just wants to stay with you forever, hm?" he quips back.
you flutter your eyelashes at him, trying to find the words to show how much you really truly appreciate him and his silly words. so you take his other hand and bring it to your chest, where he meets your very own pounding heart.
"hm, maybe we should exhange them? you know... maybe they'll calm down?" and it's the seriousness in your voice that really gets him. satoru feels himself turning into putty. it's like he's melting away. you and your touch and your words and your heart - it's all too much for him. his mind goes back to that proposal scenario. he wants you to be his and him to be yours. he does want to exhange hearts.
he leans down to press a chaste kiss on your nose. "i love you." he has said it before but he doesn't tire of it. you need to know.
pressing a kiss on your cheek. "i love you." he says it again. his affection is making laughter bubble in your throat and you don't want this moment to end.
another one on your other cheek. "i love you."
and finally, he presses his soft lips to yours, hands still holding each other's hearts. "wan' to have your heart and wan' you to have mine." he mutters against you.
another silent giggle escapes your lips and falls straight into his mouth. he swallows it proudly. "promise?"
"promise."
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