I'm not much for dancing, but for you I did.
Geto Suguru stood by the VIP lounge, watching you with amusement as you drunkenly danced happily with Shoko in the middle of the crowded bar.
His eyes never left your figure, following your every move, making sure that you would not be approached by anyone else. With a drink in his left hand, he chuckled softly at your carefree dance, your face red from the alcohol, enjoying the bar's lively atmosphere.
His legs were spread out wide, giving off an air of confidence and strength that seemed to radiate throughout the room.
People glanced over at him every now and then, drawn to his commanding presence. But he paid them no mind, his attention solely focused on you.
His babygirl.
Satoru held his phone on his right side to record your fun moment with Shoko, capturing and laughing as he cheered for the joyous scene. "Look at them,"
It was one of your slip-away-from-Yaga-nights, sneaking out to enjoy a drink or two on a Friday evening, knowing there would be no classes the next day.
Satoru, being the wealthy boy he was, always sponsored your getaways, generously denying any complaints from the rest of you.
"Aren't you going to dance?" Satoru's teasing voice broke through the haze, returning Suguru to reality.
Suguru's watchful gaze shifted from you to Satoru; as he had been keeping a protective eye on you all night, the mere thought of losing sight of you even for a moment made him uneasy.
"I don't dance." Suguru replied nonchalantly, "You all know that, so stop bugging me."
The Gojo heir laughed heartily, undeterred by Suguru's dismissive response. "Well, good luck saying no to your Y/N." He then stood up, going to the bar to fetch more drinks. "But don't make out on the couch," He hollered back playfully.
As if on cue, you began walking towards him, a smile on your lips and a bounce in your step. You expertly navigated through the sea of people, avoiding collisions with ease.
Shoko, who had been walking with you, saw Satoru and went in the opposite direction with him, leaving the two of you alone.
He couldn't help but admire your beauty and grace as he watched you approach.
The way your dress hugged your curves, the way your hair cascaded down your back in loose waves, the way your eyes sparkled with mirth and mischief… It was all too much for him to handle.
"Hi, pretty girl," he said, his eyes drinking up your form.
He extends his hand towards you, planting a smile on your face. You gracefully accepted his invitation and seated yourself on his lap.
His sturdy hand wrapped around you, feeling the plush of your thighs on his. Unable to resist himself, he placed kisses on your cheeks.
"Come on, Suguru," you said, pouting at him. "I want to dance with you."
At first, he hesitated, unsure of his answer. However, when he met your gaze and saw the glimmer of hope in your eyes, all of his reservations disappeared.
He gave in to your request with a slight nod, hearing you cheer and pump your fist in the air dramatically. Sighing, he let you lead him onto the dance floor.
Cheers and laughter erupted from Satoru and Shoko, who were clapping and encouraging. It was a momentous occasion, as it was the first time that Geto Suguru had danced since the getaways started.
He wasn't much for dancing, but for you, he did.
A/N: my favorite snippet from Last Kiss (Geto Suguru)
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The man i love does not exist next to me :(
he's somewhere i couldn't reach
he's where i couldnt go
he's where i couldnt hold
he's where when i call his name he couldnt respond
but i love him oh i love him i love him so
my heart has gone to him
gone somewhere i couldnt and wouldnt get back
safe next to his
beating beating
until my soul flies to him
my fingers finally touch his face
and my name rolls in his tongue
"welcome home, my love" he'd say
"i missed you"
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