Satoru Gojo
Still Got Your Hoodie
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Satoru Gojo was the type of person who made leaving look easy.
While you were still trying to move on, he looked completely fine — posting random pictures, replying to people normally, acting like nothing happened between the two of you.
But maybe that was what hurt the most.
Back when you were together, you practically lived in his hoodies. He used to complain about it all the time.
Maybe because wearing it made you feel less alone.
Or maybe because a part of you still hoped he’d come back for it. Months passed without talking. No calls.
No
Nothing. Until one random night while cleaning your apartment, you found his hoodie stuffed at the back of your closet. You stared at it for a long time before finally grabbing your phone.
You missed him too. You missed the way he’d pull you into his lap while playing games.
You missed hearing his stupid voice notes at 3am.
You missed wearing his hoodies while he complained but secretly loved seeing you in them. And maybe that was the problem. No matter how hard you tried to move on, everything still somehow led back to him.
baby, at this point just admit you’re stealing my clothes.And you’d laugh while pulling the sleeves over your hands.
they smell like you, okay?After the breakup, you tried returning everything that reminded you of him. Except one hoodie. You couldn’t. Maybe because it still smelled like his cologne.
Maybe because wearing it made you feel less alone.
Or maybe because a part of you still hoped he’d come back for it. Months passed without talking. No calls.
No
I miss you.
Nothing. Until one random night while cleaning your apartment, you found his hoodie stuffed at the back of your closet. You stared at it for a long time before finally grabbing your phone.
your hoodie’s still here at my place. do u want it back?Seen. A few seconds later, he replied.
if i take it back, can i take you back too?Your chest tightened instantly. Then another message came.
i miss you more than i should.You didn’t know what to say. Because honestly?
You missed him too. You missed the way he’d pull you into his lap while playing games.
You missed hearing his stupid voice notes at 3am.
You missed wearing his hoodies while he complained but secretly loved seeing you in them. And maybe that was the problem. No matter how hard you tried to move on, everything still somehow led back to him.