#okay adding something: even if gojo didn't die or is able to be saved still he had to face death/be disabilitated for the story to go on

[noroi1000]

No matter in which life (Yandere Gojo x reader)

Chapter 1

This is a one shot story, consisting of three chapters. The third is NSFW.

The whole story is full of descriptions of pain, injury and violence, suicide attempts, heavy agnst.

If you are uncomfortable with it, don't read it.

About story: This is one shot of Yandere Satoru Gojo x reader. You are in the same class as him. You have been in a good relationship since you can remember. You love him. You are together. But he is changing. He likes to watch you suffer. He likes to hurt you. Not enough for you to die. Because he likes to nurture and heal you later. He likes your scream. But he loves you. But some views of what your death may mean frighten him. Therefore, you may feel as if he has left you.

But that's not true. He loves you.

"Why don't you just let me die? "

"Because as much as I love you, I love to hurt you."

"S-Satoru…"

"…Yeah?"

"P-Please s-stop. It– It hur– Hurts!" you cried out suddenly as he sprained your broken leg. 

"Come on. It doesn't hurt that much. Besides, your legs look beautiful anyway, even twisted. But… They have to heal someday, right?" laughed coldly.

"A-Aah!!" you screamed coldly as you choked on your sob. He twisted your other leg to adjust the bones so that they would fit together well. 

"I'm done. It's not bad, is it?"

"S-S-Shoko said… She said we weren't supposed to do anything about it until– until she arrived…"

"Hmmm… Right. But it will be more fun this way, right? It hurts more now, but you will recover faster. And you will be able to go on a mission with me again. You are not happy?"

"…I'm tired…" 

"Me too, honey." he said as he thrust his chin into your bruised belly causing more moans of pain. 

The missions you were injured on were more and more frequent. There wasn't actually a single one you weren't injured on. Cuts, broken bones. You were with the Gojo on each of them. And he wasn't helping you. He just watched you suffer. 

Your every scream of pain made him shiver with excitement. The blood on your body added to the beauty of his sight. 

He loved you. He loved for everything. But he liked to see you suffer. Of course, he was afraid you might die. He didn't want you to die. But he couldn't help but hurt you. Just a beautiful sight. Something that was horrible to others, was quite the opposite for him. 

Satoru Gojo loved seeing you covered in blood. And even though he didn't like it when someone else hurts you, not as much as he does, it still looks beautiful. 

He loved you. But that also amounted to hate.

Because he hated to love you. He loved your life and everything about you. He hated it when it was okay with you. 

So he found a way.

He hurt you. Not until death. But he was causing you as much pain as he needed. He satisfied his needs. He didn't have to hate you. He didn't even want to. 

And that's why you never fully recover, there will always be something wrong.

"If you're tired, why are you awake?" he asked suddenly. 

It wasn't possible. That hurts. So. He stuck his chin in the stomach. Into your excruciatingly aching stomach. Damaged internal organs and broken bones. These were reminders of your last mission from Satoru. He overcame his curse and left the weaker one to you. Like always. Except you, you've been abused and thrown against walls. walls hit. No cut wounds. One leg bent over a broken bone. The second was similarly painful. Belly, legs and arms were the worst. By protecting your chest and head, your belly was going through hell. And he just sat there and watched. Coughing up blood and vomiting was every now and then. He saved you while you were already unconscious. After all, he didn't want you dead. 

Serious internal damage which could lead to death if left unattended. Shoko wasn't there. But there was a Gojo. He healed you. But not gently. His ways were painful. He set your bones up without anesthesia. He was putting his energy into your belly for healing as he pressed so hard there. And it left damage that hurt but didn't hurt. When Shoko came back, he said he took care of it. And she believed him looking at your condition. The worst he has healed. He was able to take care of you.

That's why you ended this way. Not the first and not the last time. 

Nobody ever expected you to enter the sea with your poor swimming skills. But hugging a Gojo was nice. He held you above the water before he dived with you, holding you below the surface until you ran out of air. And even longer. Nobody thought you would have water in your lungs that they would have to drink water to get rid of it. The wounds healed. But the fear remained in the water. Under that water it was even good with him. He continued to hug you and kiss you. I wish you were unconscious then. He just pulled you out of there and carried you to Shoko. And there were no questions about what happened. She just fixed everything in order. Everything that was wrong with your body. 

So far you have problems with lung pain. And it's only a matter of time before you are forbidden to learn Jujutsu sorcerer. You can't fight like you did before. Not any more. 

"It hurts. I can not fall asleep…" you told him in a hoarse voice.

He lifted his head from your belly and began to look at your face. Pale skin along with a few drops of sweat and tears. Swollen eyes, dry lips. 

"Help you fall asleep?" he asked raising one hand.

You looked at the hand fearfully.

"…How…?"

"Do not be afraid. Only a moment will hurt. Later you'll wake up as if from a normal dream."

"But–"

"You trust me?"

"…Yes…" You groaned.

"You can always trust me. You will not die." he said before straddling you, taking care not to press against your stomach, and wrapped his big hand gently around your neck. 

Your hand found his other, and he laced his fingers with you. You tightened your hand on him and your other hand on the pillow. Your breathing quickened with fear. 

"Do not be afraid. Just a little pain." he ran his thumb down your neck, along the artery. "You will not die. Don't be afraid of this. You're just going to fall asleep. Calm your breathing."

Listening to his voice, you managed to control yourself a little. You trusted him. You always trusted.  

Even as his grip tightened around your neck, tightening the air supply. Your trachea's closed. The lack of oxygen hit you like a train. Pain in the whole head and tears flowing freely down the face. I couldn't hear what he was saying due to loud noises in my ears. But you felt his fingers clench around your hand. It was so tender and nice. But you could tell me the same about the burning pain in your neck. When your eyes closed, he did the same to the gap between you two. He connected your lips. He knew you wouldn't kiss him back now. You sailed away for the next hours.

"I love you. Sweet Dreams." he said with a smile as he took his hand away from your neck, and made sure you still had a pulse, then reconnected your lips and breathed air into your lungs. It stopped when your breath came back. He was calm. As if you really fell asleep. 

He was glad you trusted him. That's why he never let go of your hand. 

"I love you." he muttered again bringing your inert body closer to his.

He loved you. He hurt you. 

But you trusted him.

You trusted Satoru Gojo. No matter what he did to you, you couldn't hate him.

Because you love Satoru Gojo.

Chapter 2

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