24 Days of Satosugu 2023 Day 24 - Surprise
This marks the end of 24 Days of Satosugu 2023! Thank you so much for sticking around and I hope you had just as much fun reading as I did writing!
Satoru isn’t sure how he ends up on Shoko’s couch. Normally, he wouldn’t be caught dead there–especially not without Suguru–but it is what it is.
“You’re a stupid, pining mess, do you even know that?” Shoko asks him and Satoru buries his face in the cushion.
“You won’t let me forget it,” he mutters and knows she heard him when she hits him over the head.
“When will you finally tell him already?” she demands to know and Satoru turns his head so he can peek up at her.
“Never?” he gives back, because really, what’s the use in that, except alienate the one true friend he really has.
He’d rather have Suguru in his life as that than don’t have him at all, and Satoru knows that it’s kind of pathetic and definitely makes him a coward, but it’s not as if he can change that.
“What would you even know about my feelings,” he then goes on when she scoffs at him, because it’s not as if he has ever really told her that he’s in love with Suguru.
She came to that conclusion on her own. Not that she’s wrong but–
“You’re kind of obvious about it,” Shoko tells him, just like she always does and Satoru sits up.
“If I’m that obvious then why hasn’t Suguru said anything yet?” Satoru only briefly waits for her to answer before he goes on. “That’s right, because he doesn’t feel the same. Now will you goddamn drop it?”
“Satoru,” Shoko cautiously says, but Satoru has had enough.
He really shouldn’t have come here on his own, Shoko is always way too mean to him when Suguru isn’t there to soften her blows.
“Besides, you’re best friends with him, too. Has he said anything to you?” Satoru asks her, though he knows the answer.
Shoko is way too annoyed by his ‘pining ass’ as she likes to call it to let them pine after each other when she knows they both feel the same.
“He hasn’t said anything,” Shoko admits, and that really is all the answer Satoru needs.
“Because he doesn’t feel the same,” Satoru bitterly finishes.
He knows it and yet it still never stops hurting.
“But why wouldn’t he? You’re both so–” Shoko says and Satoru whips his head around to her.
“So what? Co-dependant? You never let us forget that that’s a bad thing. And really, Shoko, what do I have going for me?” he demands to know. “All of you are annoyed by me. You all agree that I’m too pretty to be real but that’s about it. How did Utahime state it so nicely? Pretty enough to fuck but god forbid I stay the morning after?”
It’s not like him to be this self-deprecating usually and Satoru has gotten pretty good at not letting these things get to him–he knows his friends love him, usually, or like him well enough at least–but sometimes it still eats away at him.
“Satoru–” Shoko whispers but he has had enough.
He came here to get a short break from Suguru, to put some space between his best friend and his useless pining. He didn’t come here to have her meddle in this hopeless mess, he just wanted some comfort.
