𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 | gojo x f!reader
| pt 10 (fluff ending) |— [SERIES MASTERLIST]
a/n: WOHOOO FLUFF ENDING IS HERE! so technically this series is done, but I am working on angst for my angst lovers >:)) thank you all so much for all your support; this series wouldn’t have gotten anywhere without you guys and you all made it much more fun to write! once again, thank you all so much and I hope you enjoyed the series <333
shoko sends him back home that night, telling him that she needs to be alone so she can take proper care of you and ensure that you’re fully healed.
the moment he steps into his house, he heads to the bathroom. he hurriedly opens the faucet and starts washing his hands, time after time, each time getting more aggressive. he still sees the blood; he feels it.
after what feels like forever, he closes the faucet and rests his forehead on the cold mirror.
the fabric of the blindfold is suffocating to him.
he is torn between taking it off or keeping it on to stop his brain from intensifying what he still sees: your bloodied form.
you were smiling and so relaxed too. he never wants you to pass on with regrets, but what about him? you fade away and what happens to him now?
his fist collides with the mirror, but he couldn’t get himself to care. it could be replaced anytime; his wealth allows that.
you, on the other hand, can’t be replaced, and no amount of money will do. and so he slips into his bed, but sleep does near him for the night.
with the first ray of sunlight, gojo teleports to the infirmary. he sees shoko there, but now, she is merely doing some paperwork.
your figure is no longer covered in blood, but your eyes are closed. she finally looks up at him, “yo.”
“why isn’t she awake?”
she takes a deep breath, “satoru—“
“shoko, why isn’t she awake?”
she knows he is scared, worried, and all of that jumble of suffocating feels. you’re right there but still so far way.
she gets it, “she is okay, but I don’t how long will this state of unconsciousness last. considering the damage she sustained, it will take a while. her body needs rest.”
he is sitting right beside you, hand holding onto your own.
“…what happened?” she asks. She only knew the brief: something happened to yuuji and the moment you shifted your attention to the boy, the curse attacked viciously.
“sukuna did something to yuuji; I am guessing he wanted to take control, but I don’t know why,” satoru says, voice monotone or rather calm, eerily so.
shoko nods and shifts her attention to the door, “yuuji, you come in.”
the boy opens the door slowly, guilt painting his usually bright and smiley face, “is she okay?”
shoko nods with a small smile, “she just needs some rest. don’t worry, y/n is strong,” she says while discreetly patting gojo’s back. he nods at her, but he can’t find the energy to smile, at least not right now.
shoko walks to the door with a silent wave and yuuji follows suit, knowing his teacher would want some time alone with you. he was always empathetic that way.
gojo sighs softly and brings your hand to his lips, pressing soft kisses over your knuckles. he also finally takes his blindfold off; he wants to take you all in.
you’re alive and he can feel your cursed energy, albeit light, but it is still there. you’re alive and it’s enough, for now.
after that, he is able to go back to being all smiles and jokes with no problem. though, his students notice how he looks off to a distance and they know why.
and from then, weeks pass by like a blur. every day goes the same way: exorcise, teach, visit, and repeat. he does not let a day go by without visiting you, sometimes with his students, others with his friends, but mostly alone.
as the days go by, he also finds himself admiring you more and more. somehow, his yearning grows even more and he wants nothing but to hold you close and tell you how he feels, over and over again so you don’t forget.
truthfully, he doesn’t know how will things play out when you wake up, will you ignore him? give him a chance? he is not sure, but he would be damned if he doesn’t do his best to make you like him again.
an today was like any other day, he had just finished the classes and is planning to stay with you till dawn breaks. his hand is holding yours and his thumb slowly rubs your hand.
he sighs, “you know, in the beginning, I did start talking to you because of your technique. it excited me that someone could finally be on par with me to the point of being able to break my infinity,” he chuckles lightly.
he continues, “but as we started spending time together, I saw parts of you that I was blind to. it caught me off guard and next thing I knew, I fell for you. I don’t think I have the right to, especially with how shit I treated you back then.”
“also thinking back about it now, it was so hot of you to beat up the higher-ups,” he laughs, and it’s genuine, “who am I kidding though? I always thought you were attractive, but I just didn’t want to accept nor admit in the beginning. loser behaviour on my part, sorry.”
his hand leaves yours and his knuckles brush your cheek lightly, “so I want to lay it out now: I, the one only gojo satoru, am in love with you, and I don’t think that will change—ever to be honest.”
his chest feels lighter, much lighter. turns out that talking about everything that bothers you and letting it all out does help, who would’ve thought?
he feels something pinch his arm, “HEY! THE HELL?—“
“fucking coward, you were waiting for me to be unconscious to say that?”
satoru gives you no time to say anything else as he latches onto you. he buries his face in your hair and lets out a shaky breath.
he doesn’t cry right now, but he does feel his heart bursting in his chest.
“ow, ow, ow, ow,” you hurriedly say and he quickly softens his hold on you with a small mumble of a ‘sorry’.
he pulls back with a pout, “you were awake all of that time and didn’t even say anything? that is so mean!”
“I gotta make you suffer for everything you made me go through,” you cheekily reply and he whines. you flick his forehead, “you still have things to make up for so don’t think I let you off the hook, completely.”
he laughs it off and grins, “so do you at least feel the same way?”
you smile and shrug, “who knows?”
“hey now, i laid my heart out here—“
panda smashes through the door, “I HEARD Y/N SPEAK!” he gasps when he sees you waving, “Y/N IS AWAKEEEE!”
“Y/N-SENSEI!” you hear nobara and yuuji wail before they tackle you in a hug, knocking their teacher out of their way, “WE MISSED YOU SO MUCH! GOJO-SENSEI IS SUCH A LOSER TO BE AROUND!”
“at least wait until I get out or something,” he grumbles but quickly smiles when he hears you chuckle.
“ooo, down bad,” panda teases and gojo nods, proudly.
maki, toge, and megumi finally enter. maki grins, “welcome back!”
megumi walks towards you, ignoring everyone else and hugging you, “I was…worried you wouldn’t make it.”
you knock on his head lightly, “hey, don’t underestimate me and I missed you too.”
megumi pulls back, cool as ever then looks at his friends who are all still shocked from what they just saw.
gojo just chuckles, “didn’t you guys know that y/n and megumi are pretty close? it makes me jealous sometimes.”
you ruffle megumi’s hair, giggling, “my little boy.”
he sighs, pink coating his cheeks, and looking away.
gojo pulls him back by the scruff—they’re like cats you note. then gojo gets close to you and with a snap teleports you somewhere.
you look around, cherry blossoms and flowers.
you’re in kyoto.
you raise an eyebrow, “really now?”
he is wearing a hat-sized flower on his head, “I have to go all out; plus, I was never one for mundane, things!”
he is quiet for a moment, “I am sorry for everything.”
“it will be okay,” you softly say.
it’s a start so he will take it.
he looks at you intently, a smile plastered on his silly (pretty) face.
you deadpan, “I am not kissing you with that flower thing on your head.”
he pouts, “y/nnnnn!”
“no!”
he pulls you closer and starts tickling you, “always so mean! won’t even give me a chance!”
you squeal with laughter and try to push him away, “let me go!”
he smirks, evil man, “never!”
you both calm down after a moment. you look at him with a smile.
you press a quick peck to his lips and look away, a little embarrassed, “that’s all you’re getting.”
he chuckles and the grin never leaves his face.
“so you did kiss me with the ‘flower thing’ on my head.”
“oh shut up.”
“shut me up yourself,” he smirks and you roll your eyes.
in the end, he was the one who had to wait; if it was up to him, the wait was really worth it.
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