A pounding headache awoke you from your sleep, the feeling of warm arms wrapped around you brought you comfort, mind still groggy and eyes barely open. You took a deep breath, licking your dry lips as the taste of alcohol with still on your tongue, making you slightly cringe at the bitter taste. You closed your eyes again, hands moving towards the warm arms wrapped around you. "Kento." You smiled to yourself, voice cracking. You gently caressed his skin before gaining the strength to turn over towards him.

You slowly opened your eyes only to be met with familiar black hair, and an all too familiar scar. Your brows furrowed and you immediately sat up. "What the fuck?!" You screamed. Toji jolted awake, looking around the room before his eyes landed on you, a confused look on his face. "What the fuck are you doing in my bed, Toji?!" You screamed, not helping the fact your head was still pounding. You quickly scrambled out of the bed, mind running a million miles per hour and heart beating just the same.

"Woah, woah, woah, calm down, y/n!" He sat up, holding his hands out in defense. "Nothing happened between us, okay? We didn't do anything," he tried to explain.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god," you mumbled under your breath. What happened last night? Where was Kento? "What the fuck!" You screamed. "I can't with you, Toji. We strictly agreed that this wouldn't happen no matter what. We agreed that we only communicated if it came to the kids and now here you are making your way into my bed again! Oh my god! I should've fucking known!" You scoff in disbelief.

His brows furrowed at your words. "You called me last night!" Toji yelled back, getting out of the bed. "Crying, begging for me to come over here! Don't pin this shit on me!"

"Oh, bull-fucking-shit, Toji. What'd you do, huh? Threaten Kento? Scared him away? All so you could have a quick fuck again?!" You clenched your jaw in anger.

"You don't remember, do you?" Toji stared at you, lips parted.

"Remember what?" You shrug your shoulders, throwing your hands in the air.

Toji pulls his phone from his pocket, calmly walking over to you. You eye him up and down as he does so before he turns his phone towards you. "You called me, late last night, drunk, crying, begging me to come over, asking me to stay."

You stare at the screen, seeing that you were the one who made a call to him last night. "I..." You quickly shut your mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Apparently you and your new boyfriend had gotten into an argument. Don't ask me about what, I didn't care to know. But, I don't need you yelling at me and blaming me for being in your bed when you were clinging onto me with tears in your eyes saying that you—" Toji quickly cut himself off before he made the situation even worse. "Listen, y/n, I came over because I was worried something had happened to you. Otherwise, I would have respected our decision to leave each other alone. We didn't have sex or anything of the sort like you're assuming! I only stayed because you asked me to."

You looked up at him with sincere eyes, poking your cheek with your tongue. "I'm sorry, I just—I thought..." You sigh, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah, whatever." Toji grabbed his shoes, slipping them on. "I'll be sure not to come again when you call unless the kids are here, I don't want this happening again." He opened your bedroom door before stopping in his tracks. "It's best if you don't remember last night." He walked out of your bedroom, the sound of his footsteps growing farther away.

You sat there and pondered about what he just said, biting at the skin of your lips. "Shit." You quickly grabbed your phone, wasting no time to call Kento. Your leg bounced up and down nervously as it kept ringing and ringing, hoping that you'd hear his voice on the other end of the line.

Whatever happened last night between you and him needed to be talked about, it's sad that you can't even remember it, but deep down you felt that was the right decision.

"Hello?" His voice was soft but raspy, like he had just woken up.

"Kento...hey," you responded.

"Y/n," he sharply spoke, like your name was something forbidden.

A deep sigh left your lips. "Can we talk about last night, please? I just want to apologize to you about being so harsh and making you leave—letting you leave. I just...I want us to work out. You're an amazing person and I appreciate you in my life—"

"Y/n, I'm gonna stop you right there." He cut you off, leaving you slightly shocked. "After our small argument last night and after I had left, I realized one thing about this whole situation that I don't even think you realize yourself. In no way am I blaming you or shaming you because you're also amazing, beautiful, and kindhearted, but...I know you're still in love with Toji." His words hit you like a truck, your mouth dry, eyes darting around the room as if you were searching for what to say. "Whether you believe it or not, it's what I noticed, what I see."

"Kento, but, I don't want this to end between us just because you think I'm still in love with Toji. I'm sorry if I hurt you last night or said anything that offended you, but I want us to work out. Can you just come over so we can talk? Please?" It was embarrassing, but you were begging him, that heavy feeling starting to sink down on your chest.

You heard sigh on the other end. "I'm sorry, y/n." Your phone beeped as he abruptly hung up. You threw your phone on the bed as tears pooled in your eyes.

Maybe it was you, always you. Maybe you just weren't meant to be happy and find real love. Maybe you were the one who was always making the mistakes. Why was it so easy for him to leave? To forget you just like that? It all felt too familiar, making you reminisce about your arguments with Toji. You wiped your tears stained cheeks, taking in a deep breath. You've barely even woken up fifteen minutes ago and your day has already gone to shit.

"Mom?!" You heard Megumi call as the front door squeaked open. Quickly, you wiped away your tears, trying to pull yourself together before your kids saw you. You didn't want them to know you were crying.

Naya's little feet could be heard running down the hall as she entered your room with a smile on her face. "Mommy!" She jumped into your arms, hugging you tightly.

"Hi! Good morning, baby!" You giggled. "How was aunty Shoko's?" You asked, wiping a crumb off of her cheek.

"It was fun! She took us to a trampoline park, then the movies, and then we ate a restaurant!" She smiled.

"Hi, mom." Megumi walked into the room, a tired look on his face, still dressed in his pajamas. You couldn't help but laugh as he waddled over to you like a zombie, holding his arms out to hug you.

"Hi, my love," you chuckled. "You look so tired." You gently caressed his back. All he did was nod in return, nearly falling asleep on you. "Here," you slipped his backpack off, "sleep a little longer in my bed and I'll wake you up when breakfast is done, okay?"

"'Kay." The young boy plopped down face first into the pillow, pulling the blanket over his body.

"Mommy, can I help you make breakfast? I want blueberry and raspberry pancakes." Your daughter batted her eyes at you, tugging on your shirt.

"Of course, let's go and let your brother sleep."

"So you ended up at her house last night, in her bed, and she said she loved you?" Gojo asked, taking a sip from his drink. Toji nodded in response. "Fucking hell," he chuckled with a shake of his head. "And you didn't say anything to her?"

"She was fucking drunk, Gojo! What'd you want me to do, confess my feelings, getting married again and get her pregnant all in one minute? She one hundred percent didn't mean a thing she said which is why she went off on me the moment she woke up. She's with that dude anyway, it's got nothing to do with me." Toji just shrugged, taking a swig from his beer.

Gojo rolled his eyes. "Something tells me that you didn't tell her what she said last night." He stared at Toji, brows raised. Toji just stared back in silence, biting the inside of his cheek. "I knew it," he scoffed.

"She wouldn't have believed me anyway." Toji sounded defeated, like he'd given up all hope that you and him would ever be together again. Which was true. Maybe it's time that he stops fighting and let's go. Let's you go. "I think I'm starting to accept that me and her will never happen again."

Gojo sucked his teeth, waving Toji off. "Ah, come on, don't say that."

"It's the fucking truth. But goddamn is it hard to accept." He clenched his jaw.

"Kiss her," Gojo bluntly stated.

Toji looked at him, confused. "What?"

"Kiss her and see. If she goes back for more, she still loves you, if she pushes you away then you know it's over," Gojo explained, like it was as easy as blinking.

"You are one stupid motherfucker," he laughed, sipping on his beer.

"What?!" Gojo asked, voice slightly high.

"I can't just kiss her, that's weird, and she's still with that guy. It's not right. I can't." Toji shook his head, fiddling with the ring on his middle finger.

"Look," Gojo slightly leaned forward, "I'm just tryna help you get your ex wife back, okay? Might not be the best ideas, but they've worked for me...in the past. Point is, it's your best shot. Everything else you've tried has gone to shit. If she's still with the guy, then don't do it. If she is, well there you go."

"But how would I know if they're still together? I can't just ask," Toji mentioned.

"Be patient." Just as soon as Gojo finished speaking, Toji's phone went off, a text popping up on his screen.

Kids came back from Shoko's a few hours ago, said they wanna see you.

Toji stared at the text, contemplating if he should go over there today, especially after what happened just few hours ago between you and him.

You stared at the text you had sent, waiting for his reply as he usually responds quickly, but there was nothing. You shut your phone off, watching as the kids played in Megumi's room, Naya with her dolls and Megs on his video game.

"Did daddy respond?" Naya glanced up at you.

"Not yet, but I'm sure he will," you assured her, a soft smile spread across your face. As the two were occupied with their things, you walked into your bedroom and laid down on the bed. You began to think about what Nanami had said, making you second guess everything about yourself. Were you still in love with Toji? How could you possibly know? What is it that you do or say that makes it so obvious to others? The questions began piling up, crowding your brain.

You weren't in love with Toji, not anymore. Nanami is just saying things, still hurt over the argument that occurred. You were sure that you guys would be back together in no time. A misunderstanding is all this is. But then again, you called Toji last night, not Nanami. It was Toji you ran to first when you were upset and drunk. It was Toji who stayed when you asked him, even when he most likely knew you'd react the way you did this morning.

You toss in your bed, inhaling deeply as you stare at the ceiling and your phone buzzes.

I'll be there in ten. Tell them I'm not coming, I wanna surprise em.

You chuckle through your nose at the text, getting up out of bed and walking over to your son's room. "Hey, babies?" You said in almost a sad tone.

"Yeah?" Megumi responded, pausing his game.

"Daddy can't make it today, said he's busy. He'll be here tomorrow though." You frown.

"But...I miss him," Naya said.

"He misses you too, that's why he said tomorrow. Sometimes daddy gets busy just like mommy does," you explained.

"Okay..." Megumi had a small pour on his face as he unpaused his game.

You walked back out the room and pulled your phone from your pocket.

They got so sad when I said you weren't coming lol. Get here quick don't wanna see one of my poor babies crying