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cho-aaacho · 3 months

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—My Little Honey

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Summary : Sometimes you have a wild thought about wearing one of Gojo's favorite sweaters, stealing his warmth, borrowing his kiss, or basking in all the beauty he shares. So this time, you've decided to steal his sweater. Who knows, he would love this?

"Sensei, could you pass this on to Gojo-sensei?"

"What's this?"

"His sweater. Ijichi-san did the laundry a few days ago, but he hasn't had the time to give it to him. Can you help me out? Thank you, sensei."

You just nodded as Megumi strolled in horror, still wondering why he acted like that all of a sudden. Megumi has always managed to keep his cool in front of everyone. So there's no chance he fears Gojo's presence, right?

A sigh escaped you as you observed Megumi running, chatting with Toge, Panda, and the others. It appeared they were engaged in some discussion, perhaps gossip or something stupid.

You noticed that those kids glanced at you before hurrying towards the entrance and disappearing into another atmosphere.

What could be going on in their minds? Were they scheming something absurd again?

But you're trying to forget all that.

They're likely plotting another scheme like they've been doing to you for the past two months. Like accidentally locking you and Gojo in the teacher's room, switching your sweater with his, or some other trivial prank.

You can't fathom why they're so foolish. Like, why on earth would they lock up Gojo in a room with you? Gojo can practically blow up the school if he wants.

"A sweater?"

You gaze in wonder at the paper bag, tilting your head for a better view. A black fabric with a baby blue gradient peeks out of it. Sending you a sweet memory deep in your mind when smelling the softener.

Seated on the bench, you ponder for a moment, and you find yourself lost in thought, remembering when Gojo wore that sweater.

You rarely see him in casual clothes at school. He always sports that black uniform akin to Megumi's. So, when your gaze falls on him wearing that sweater, revealing his pristine azure eyes, it comes as a shock.

The gentle gradations of blue and black fabric wrapped around his tall figure, paired with gray pants and sporty shoes. He looks much younger than you had imagined.

At first, you didn't even recognize him, assuming he was just some random guy at school. However, after a mumbled comment from Kusakabe, it dawns on you that this gentleman is none other than Gojo Satoru.

You still remember the aroma wafting around your presence, clueless about its cologne brand. It's subtle yet spicy, with an intoxicating fragrance that transports you to another atmosphere. He smells incredibly nice.

As Gojo glides towards you, you realize he's surprisingly tall, with his fingers remarkably pretty and neatly trimmed. The way he talks makes you melt every time he calls your name under those kissable lips.

How can this man be so charming, leaving you dumbfounded every time?

Sometimes you have a wild thought about wearing one of his favorite sweaters. Imagine the soft fabric wrapped tightly around your body, perhaps making you dance under the moonlight until intoxicated.

It's so random, but you crave that experience. You have a weird desire to steal his warmth, borrow his kiss, or bask in all the beauty he shares.

However, you couldn't really do that, could you? After all, you're a teacher like Gojo. The higher-ups might find it weird if they caught wind of such thoughts about your coworker.

So you simply sat there, patiently waiting for Gojo Satoru to arrive, and handed him the sweater. You wonder what outfit he wears this time. Maybe something cute or cool.

Humming to pass the time, you had no idea how long you had been waiting for Gojo. According to Kusakabe, Gojo was engaged in a long conversation with Yaga, indicating something important, especially since he had just returned from Africa.

As twilight blankets the horizon, its orange hue tenderly caresses your body, filling your mind with positive thoughts.

Once again, you find yourself gazing at the sweater, almost breathless, as weird thoughts flood your mind.

An irresistible urge consumes you, telling you to steal the sweater and take it home. Imagine yourself wearing it while you're sleeping. Imagine that Gojo gives it to you as a gift.

You don't care if Gojo might catch you and claim you as a thief. You have to do it.

It was just a little thing; Gojo wouldn't be angry.

So, you took the sweater from the paper bag, feeling the soft fabric caress your fingertips as the scent of fresh detergent danced to your nostrils.

Gazing at the sweater for a moment, you lost yourself in thought, and you found yourself drowning in a desire for him—Gojo Satoru.

You might come across as a bit creepy this time, really, but who can judge you when you have such adorable coworkers? Everyone can lose their minds too.

You swiftly put on that sweater, feeling the warmth from its fabric snugly enveloping your presence. A gentle blush tinged your cheeks as the thought of Gojo hugging you from behind flooded your sweet dreams.

Is it real, or is it just a dream?

"So sweet... So warm. I wonder if Gojo-san is always this warm..."

However, before you have time to change your mind and put the sweater in the paper bag, you feel like someone is tapping on your shoulder—not a forceful touch, but a tender and gentle one.

"Of course I always have this warmth, sensei; do you want to feel that too?"

As you turned your head, there he was—Gojo Satoru—standing right there with a gentle smile gracing his lips. His silver hair is caressed by the hues of orange and red from twilight, making his presence look adorable.

You don't even know how long he has been standing before you. Perhaps he witnessed the way you unfolded his sweater, wearing it as if it were yours and hearing how much you adored it.

"Eh... Gojo—"

"Why are you so surprised? You look like you've seen a ghost. But I wasn't a ghost!"

He tilted his head for a better view, letting out a cute chuckle while casting curious glances at you.

Froze. You stood frozen there. Blurred and foggy. Breathless. How could he stare at you with such eyes? It makes you fall deeper and deeper into his ocean-blue eyes.

"I'm sorry. I don't mean to wear your stuff, Gojo-san."

"Eh? Do you think I was angry at you? No. Why would I be angry with someone as nice as you? Beside..."

He leaned in, keeping his head close to yours, and paused between your ears. You could feel Gojo's breath brushing against your ear and his sweet lips almost caressing your earlobe.

Whispering softly, he said, "I won't tell anyone about this, because it's quite embarrassing, right?"

Foggy eyes.

Trembling.

Heart pounding.

Rapidly.

Crimson cheeks.

Helpless.

Why did Gojo Satoru do this? Was he merely teasing you? Did he have a desire to see your embarrassment?

Why?

"I bought too much cake, and I want to share it with you. So, maybe you could join me at my apartment, and you'll have the chance to explore all of my sweaters. What do you say?"

This time, Megumi's prank really worked. But did Gojo call it a prank too?

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fvsm4x · 5 months

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#COUPON [Gojo Satoru]

SUMMARY: you wanted to thank your teacher for everything he has done for you by giving him an „I‘ll do anything you ask.“ coupon.

— C.W: teacher! Gojo Satoru x student! female reader , reader is 19 , 18+ , dirty talk , forbidden relationship , dirty dreams , masturbation , not proofread!

— Word count: 3.3k+

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Again.

Again

And again.

Gojo's eyes fluttered open once again, as his chest rose and fell rapidly. Beads of sweat clung to his furrowed brow as he struggled to regain his composure. With a deep, unsteady breath, he raised his arm, wiping the perspiration from his forehead. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he tossed the blanket aside, exposing his flushed, heated body to the cool air. His chest heaved as he wrestled with the vivid images still fresh in his mind.

The persistent throbbing in his sweatpants drew his attention down, and his gaze fixated on the bulge that had formed.

"This is all your fault," he muttered under his breath, as his fingers moved, tracing the outline of the bulge in his sweatpants,

He bit his lower lip, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh as he rubbed his dick through his pants. He glanced to the side where a long piece of paper had ten coupons on it,

„It's all your damn fault..“

„—what‘s this?“

Gojo mumbled, examining the coupon you had given him.

„‘I‘ll do anything you ask‘ coupon?“ He raised an eyebrow and looked at you

"That's right!" you replied cheerfully. "After all the help you've given me over these past four years, I wanted to express my gratitude with a special gift. I thought about giving you money, but you're already rich, so this felt more personal."

"So with this, you can use it for anything!" you explained, holding your hands up in front of your face, showcasing all ten fingers. "I've got ten coupons for you to use however you like!"

„—Are you really going to do anything‘?“ gojo asked you,

"Of course!" you responded, giving him a warm, closed-eyed smile. "You can use them anytime, sensei!"

„A-ahaha Thanks..“

With a playful glint in your eyes, you leaned in slightly closer, making sure he was fully engaged in the conversation. "Don't forget that you'll have to use it properly, sensei," you began, your voice taking on a slightly mischievous tone. "Just think about it as a request, and when the time comes, use it without hesitation."

Gojo raised an eyebrow, behind his glasses,"I'm starting to wonder what kind of requests you have in mind, Y/n."

You leaned back,“What do you mean?“

Gojo chuckled and shifted the topic. "How about joining me for lunch? There's a new sweet store I've been wanting to try, and I thought it would be fun to go there with you."

You nodded, giving Gojo a warm smile. "Sure,“

You both rose from the comfortable sofa, and Gojo took the lead, striding forward with you trailing closely behind. You stretched your arms overhead, loosening up as you caught up to Gojo. Walking in sync, you joined him by his side, the subtle rhythm of your steps echoing through the room.

As you stepped out into the open, the bright sunlight greeted you, casting long shadows on the ground. You strolled towards the place where gojo would like to have lunch. The path was lined with cherry blossom trees, their petals drifting gently in the breeze.

Upon reaching the store, gojo held the door open. The aroma of freshly baked pastries and confections wafted through the air, making your mouths water in anticipation. You selected a cozy corner table with a view of the quaint streets outside, and you both took your seats.

As the waiter approached, her gaze fixated on Gojo, her eyes tracing the contours of his features. She handed over the menus, subtly slipping a piece of paper with her number toward him, her fingers brushing against his. "In case you need anything else," she purred, a flirtatious smile playing on her lips.

Gojo flashed a charming smile and thanked her with a friendly nod. You couldn't help but notice the routine – this was nothing new. Each time you went somewhere with Gojo, he seemed to attract attention effortlessly.

The persistent waiter, undeterred by Gojo's lack of response, leaned in, her movements accentuating her cleavage. Your eyes rolled involuntarily; it had become a predictable scenario. At this point, Gojo's charm and attractiveness were no surprises to you.

„We would like a piece of everything.“ Gojo told the waitress, avoiding her glance by looking at the menu.

Her eyes widened briefly, and then she composed herself. "Pardon me, could you repeat that?" she asked with a blush, placing her hand on Gojo's shoulder. "I have problems with hearing." She leaned in, just inches away from his face.

"We would like a piece of everything," Gojo repeated, pushing his menu closer to her face. The waitress, caught off guard, took a step back,

She took the menu from him, her fingers brushing against his hand, and replied with a flirtatious smile, "Of course, handsome. Anything to drink?" Her gaze lingered on Gojo, her attempts at seduction becoming more apparent, while you sat there, feeling the awkward tension in the air.

"Hm... I don't want anything in particular. What about you, Y/n?" Gojo turned to you, his chin resting against his hand, a playful smile dancing on his lips.

"Hot chocolate," you replied, your eyes meeting his briefly before the waitress took the menu from you, her attention still lingering on Gojo.

"Sure," she replied, her hips swaying slightly as she walked away.

After the waitress left, Gojo casually picked up the note with her number, examining it briefly. With an almost nonchalant motion, he crumpled it up and tossed it onto the table, a sly smirk playing on his lips,“Her breath smelled.“ he spoke

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his words,

„It seems like I attract attention wherever I go. Can't blame them, though," he added, a hint of arrogance in his tone.

You rolled your eyes. "Don't let it get to your head, sensei.“

As he leaned in, Gojo's intense gaze locked onto yours, a subtle smirk playing on his lips,“I got a request.“ He slowly reached into his pocket, his fingers deftly navigating the fabric. Retrieving the coupon with a sweep, he then executed a precise rip, separating a single coupon from the sheet. Finally, he extended it toward you, a playful glint in his eyes.

„I want you to wake me up everyday!“

You raised an eyebrow,"Really, sensei? You're going to use your first coupon for that?"

Gojo chuckled, "I have to start with something simple, right?"

With a playful smile, you leaned back, acknowledging his request, "Alright, since I promised to do anything, I guess waking you up is on the list." You accepted the coupon from his outstretched hand,

The waitress returned, balancing a tray filled with an array of delectable desserts. As she arranged them on the table, her eyes shot a disdainful glance at you, the silent disapproval evident in her demeanor. You couldn't help but notice the tension in the air, and a small smirk played on her lips as she sauntered away.

Gojo, seemingly unfazed by the interaction, grinned, "Looks amazing, doesn't it?"

„It sure does.“ you replied, as you eagerly picked up a fork, ready to indulge in the delightful array of desserts.

As you bit into the luscious cake, the flavors danced on your taste buds, and you couldn't help but close your eyes in delight. The sweetness enveloped your senses, momentarily transporting you into a world of culinary bliss. Unbeknownst to you, Gojo observed your enjoyment with a subtle twinkle in his eyes, appreciating the way your lips curved with satisfaction.

With each forkful, you explored a new flavor profile, savoring the intricacies of each dessert. As you bit into another cake, a playful smile curled on your lips, and a dollop of frosting clung to the corner of your mouth.

He couldn't help but entertain a fleeting image, imagining the frosting as something entirely different like his– a notion he quickly banished with a shake of his head.

Gojo took a deep breath, attempting to shift his focus back to the delightful spread before him. The thought briefly crossed his mind that perhaps, with one of those coupons, he could coerce you into giving him a blowjob?

The notion of a coupon explicitly used for such an act sparked a mischievous gleam in his eyes. However, he swiftly dismissed the idea, reminding himself that some things were better left untouched.

You were his student, someone meant for mentorship and guidance, not someone to be entangled in his fantasies.

Gojo sighed, as he picked up a fork and joined you in savoring the delectable desserts.

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of blue, you found yourself standing in front of Gojo's house. The early morning tranquility enveloped the neighborhood, and you couldn't help but question why you were up at such an early hour. However, a quick glance at his schedule revealed that your sensei had a mission scheduled for 7 am.

Determined to fulfill your end of the bargain, you had risen even earlier to make your way to Gojo's residence. The cool morning air nipped at your skin as you approached his front door, contemplating the peculiar task at hand. It was a unique request, waking someone up at the crack of dawn,

You took a deep breath before rapping on the door, the sound resonating through the quiet morning air. With no immediate response, you knocked again, and this time, a muffled shout from Gojo reached your ears.

"The door is already open," his low voice carried through the partially open entrance.

As you stepped into Gojo's spacious apartment, the ambient silence enveloped you. The muted morning light seeped through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the sleek furnishings. It was a stark contrast to the bustling energy that usually surrounded Gojo.

Following the direction of the voice, you made your way to his room. The door creaked as you pushed it open, You stood frozen in the doorway, the realization of the intimate scene before you sinking in. Your eyes traced the rise and fall of Gojo's broad chest, accentuated by the rhythmic pattern of his breathing. Each inhale and exhale seemed to pull you deeper into a spell of fascination.

He seemed to have fallen asleep again.

As you inched closer, the room felt warmer, the air tinged with a subtle tension. Gojo's loose undershirt, ridden up to reveal a tempting expanse of skin, beckoned to your touch. You could feel a gentle flush creeping up your cheeks as your gaze traveled down, catching the faint outline of his morning wood beneath the snug shorts.

The fabric seemed to hug his form, leaving little to the imagination. The alluring curve of his body under the blanket teased your senses. You took a deep breath, the soft exhale escaping almost inaudibly as if afraid to disturb the tranquil ambiance of the room.

Yet, in this stolen moment, you couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration, a blend of guilt and excitement dancing within you. The internal struggle urged you to turn away, yet an irresistible magnetism held your gaze fixed on the captivating sight before you.

The sound of Gojo's voice startled you, and you felt your cheeks flush even deeper. His eyes slowly opened, catching you in the act, and a sly smirk played on his lips,"Take a picture, it will last longer."

His gaze, although groggy from sleep, held a mischievous glint that added to the already charged atmosphere in the room. The realization of being caught intensified the warmth in your cheeks, and you couldn't help but stammer out an embarrassed apology.

Gojo, still groggy from sleep, shifted in the bed and sat up. Unbeknownst to him, the blanket that covered his lower half had done little to conceal the subtle morning wood. As he sat up, you couldn't help but glance at the intriguing sight, your gaze involuntarily drawn to the evident outline.

In the midst of rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Gojo finally seemed to register the direction of your gaze. His eyes followed yours, and realization dawned on his face. There was a brief pause, a moment suspended in awkward awareness. You quickly averted your eyes, feeling your face heat up even more, and Gojo, recovering from the initial surprise, cleared his throat,

„Sorry you had to see such a shameful sight.“ gojo muttered, bringing his hand to his face and covering it while you slowly glared back at his flushed face.

The loose undershirt clung to his chest, and he seemed to be oblivious to the fact that you were still standing there, taking in the unexpected sight.

You observed his every move, from the way his fingers ran through his disheveled hair to the subtle wince as he adjusted his position. Meanwhile, Gojo's mind raced with conflicting thoughts. He was embarrassed that you caught him in such a state, but a part of him couldn't deny the thrill of the moment.

"Don't worry too much about it, it‘s just because I‘m tired." he tried to explain. Little did you know, he had just had another vivid dream about you, leaving him hard and unable to hide his physical response.

How could he have missed it earlier?

You approached him, taking a seat between his legs, your eyes locked on his. "Do you want me to help you with that?" you asked,

"You still have a few coupons left, So request me by hand or mouth. I‘ll do anything." you muttered, your hands gripping into his thighs as you leaned closer to his crotch.

Gojo's eyes widened as he glanced at you, momentarily taken aback. He questioned whether he had fallen asleep and slipped into one of his illusions again. But if that was the case, he reasoned, perhaps it was permissible to indulge in this momentary fantasy.

"Y/n, please give me—" he began, locking eyes with you. Your body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, and you trembled slightly, attempting to conceal your nervousness.

Gojo quickly snapped, his fingers gently lifting your face away from his hardened arousal. His touch was unexpectedly tender as he caressed your cheeks, a mixture of concern and understanding in his eyes.

"As I thought," he began, his voice a low murmur, "it's no good. You shouldn't do that, Y/n."

Your eyes widened as you were taken aback by his response,"I-I'm sorry!" you stammered,"I can't imagine how disgusting that must have been for you."

"There's absolutely no way,“ Gojo began, his gaze piercing into your eyes,“I would allow the kid I like to force herself..."

Your eyes widened even further, the realization hitting you like a bolt of lightning. "Eh?" you muttered, your face turning a deep shade of crimson. "You...you like me, Sensei?"

Leaning back slightly, Gojo confirmed with a nonchalant nod, "That's exactly what I said."

Gojo's eyes were fixed on your frozen face before his own eyes widened in surprise. He couldn't believe what he was seeing and couldn't resist getting closer to you. He began gently patting your cheeks and pulling on your ears, as if trying to confirm that you were indeed real.

„Don‘t tell me you‘re the real thing.“

"Um, yeah... I don't think I'm fake, at least," you said, your hand rubbing the back of your neck.

„Are you serious?!“ he whined, as he buried his face into his palms.

"Wait, sensei," you spoke. Placing your palm gently onto his knee, you slowly got up from the ground and stood in front of him, your heart pounding in your chest.

"You know, sensei... I gave you that coupon in the hope that something like this would happen," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. Gojo slowly removed his palm from his face and glanced at you.

"I thought that if I gave sensei something like that... you would make a move on me," you continued, your words hanging in the air. It is difficult for you to meet his gaze, so you dropped your eyes to the ground.

„So-! Could I ask what you mean by „like“?“

Instead of giving you a verbal response, Gojo surprised you by pulling you into him, his arms wrapping around your waist. In an instant, his lips connected with yours, pulling you into a passionate and hungry kiss that left you breathless.

The kiss was everything you had hoped for and more. It was filled with a raw intensity, a deep longing that had been building between the two of you for so long.

His hands gently caressed your back, pulling you closer to him. The world around you seemed to fade away as the intensity of the moment consumed you both. Time stood still as you lost yourself in the taste and feel of him, his lips moving against yours with a fervor that matched your own.

As the passionate embrace continued, the intensity of the kiss grew. You could feel the soft brush of Gojo's lips against yours, as a gentle lick teased your senses. Slowly, you parted your lips, inviting his tongue to explore the depths of your mouth.

Your tongues explored each other's mouths, leaving a warm and lingering sensation. The taste of mint and his unique flavor filled your senses, making you want more.

He explored every part of your mouth. It felt like an electric current running through your body, making your heart race and your skin tingle.

Time seemed to stand still as the kiss continued. Nothing else mattered except the two of you, lost in the bliss of each other's presence.

Eventually, the need for air forced you both to break the kiss, but the connection between you remained unbroken. Your eyes met, and in that moment, you could see the reflection of your own desires mirrored in Gojo's gaze.

„I've wanted this for so long," he whispered,“I couldn't resist any longer."

A smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

Gojo gazed at you intently, his eyes filled with determination, before finally rising from his seat. "We should start moving," he said, his voice filled with urgency as he observed you sitting on the ground.

You stammered, your words barely audible. "Wait... we haven't done anything about your thing yet-" you said, your face turning red with embarrassment.

Gojo's face immediately flushed as well, and he hastily pulled down his undershirt, attempting to conceal his hardness. "This?" he said, his voice slightly strained. "It's nothing, so please don't worry about it."

"I can handle it on my own," he added, his voice filled with determination.

But you couldn't bear the thought of him dealing with it alone. In a moment of desperation, you shouted, grabbing onto his shirt to prevent him from leaving.

"No!" you exclaimed,"I want to make you feel good... please!" you pleaded, your eyes filled with sincerity as Gojo glanced at you, his face flushed with both surprise and desire.

Gojo's eyes widened in surprise at your bold statement. He opened his mouth to protest, to insist that it wasn't necessary, but the genuine desire in your eyes stopped him in his tracks.

His resolve wavered as he looked into your pleading gaze. He knew he should resist, but the undeniable attraction between the two of you was impossible to ignore.

With a conflicted expression, Gojo hesitated for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts of consequences and responsibilities. But ultimately, his desire for you won out.

He let out a shaky breath, his resistance crumbling, and he gave in to the overwhelming temptation. Slowly, he reached out and gently cupped your face, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"I... I can't resist you anymore," he admitted, his voice husky with desire. "But promise me, if you want to stop, tell me.“

You nodded, as you pulled him closer, your lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

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asdfghjklmals · 6 months

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BACK TO SCHOOL✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. WORD COUNT: 4.5k words. TAGS: satoru gojo x fem!oc. adoptedkiddos! megumi & tsumiki. overprotective!oc.

SYNOPSIS: oc gojo girlfriend and satoru take megumi and tsumiki to get registered for school! AUTHOR'S NOTE: this was such a random piece that was sitting in my drafts, but i wanted to write more of guardian oc gojo girlfriend and satoru. oc gojo girlfriend will throw down with anyone who says shit about her kids or her man lol i think it's her scorpio sign. and y'all know she joined the pta because she's spiteful hahaha. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions instead, please do!

"satoru, you have to take megumi and tsumiki shopping for school supplies and clothes after your morning jujutsu practice today." you called out to him while brushing your hair, "i can't go with you because i'm showing the first years around today... and then we need to take them to register for school tomorrow morning."

satoru stepped out of the steamy shower, a towel wrapped around his waist, eucalyptus body wash aroma filling the air. he made his way to your side to peck a kiss on your cheek. his wet hair dripping all over you, bright blue eyes gazing at you in adoration.

"sure thing sweetheart, but don't get mad at me if i choose something for the kids that you don't particularly like."

you held his cheek in the palm of your hand, glaring at him, "just make sure the kids' clothes match and don't waste their money. the kids don't need designer clothing."

satoru gave you a smirk and squeezed your shoulders as if he was saying ‘fine…’

“i gotta go. don't get into any trouble, okay?”

"me? trouble? never heard of it." satoru winked at you.

you glared at him as he grinned, kissing him quickly on the cheek before you attempted to leave his room.

"(y/n)?" satoru called out to you.

you turned around to see what your boyfriend wanted. "what is it, satoru?" you groaned, "i'm gonna be late."

"you gotta give me a proper goodbye kiss. none of that soft bullshit."

you reluctantly walked back over to him and giggled. "you are too much, satoru gojo."

how could you say no to a freshly showered satoru gojo enticing you with a kiss?

satoru pulled you into his lap as you straddled his waist. "now i'm definitely going to be late." you laughed.

the white haired sorcerer whispered in your ear, "just one kiss and i'll let you go."

later that day: satoru's pov

satoru, tsumiki and megumi walked around a local shopping mall in tokyo. there was a specific clothing boutique in ginza that you liked to buy clothes for the kids at.

the two fushiguros trailed behind their guardian. megumi sure missed your presence today. why did gojo-sensei have to take them back-to-school shopping instead of you? megumi always felt more comfortable whenever you were around, he always felt so small around gojo-sensei. your comforting presence always made him feel better.

tsumiki tugged at satoru's uniform, "sensei, how come (y/n) isn't coming shopping with us?"

"she's busy showing the first years around the school today," satoru smiled, "—so your cool and totally awesome sensei is going to take you guys shopping instead."

the trio entered the familiar children's boutique as an employee recognized satoru and waved. "good morning, satoru! no (y/n) today?"

"not today. she’s busy with student body president duties this year," satoru flashed a smile at the employee. he turned to his partner-in-crime, “—tsumiki, let's start with you first.”

satoru started browsing through the girl’s clothing for tsumiki. during his scan, he spotted a pink tutu. he thought that it was adorable, and tsumiki had to have it. he thought to himself, 'i'll probably get a lecture for this one, but it's too cute to pass up'.

tsumiki ended up choosing pink and neutral colored clothing. she was such a girly girl, and you had so much fun dressing her up and taking her to her dance and cheer lessons.

once satoru finished picking out some new pieces for tsumiki, he started to look at clothes for megumi. picking out clothes for boys was much easier since he knew nothing about girls' clothes. he rarely bought you clothes for that reason, especially since he knew that you were so picky.

satoru chuckled to himself when he thought of the time where he tried to buy you lingerie as a joke and almost got a high pressured water cannon shot to his face. luckily, he had his infinity on or you would've drowned him in the yokohama bay.

the white-haired guardian picked up two pairs of jeans in navy blue and black. he added shirts that megumi could layer, and new shoes into the shopping cart. he noticed that megumi was growing out of his clothes and shoes now. that kid was going to have a growth spurt soon. megumi brought over a couple of pieces of clothing he wanted and placed it in the cart innocently. satoru peered over at him.

"did you get everything you wanted, megumi?"

the child avoided eye contact with satoru, "yeah, i did."

he turned over to the older fushiguro. "—and what about you, tsumiki?"

she shot a bright smile at satoru, "yup!"

“alright, let’s head to the stationary shop.”

satoru and the children went towards the cashier to check out. he swiped his black credit card to pay for the clothes.

"sensei, that's not the bank card!" tsumiki gasped, wondering why satoru didn't use the card that was intended for tsumiki and megumi’s use.

satoru chuckled, "you're right, kiddo. this is from me and (y/n). consider it a back-to-school gift."

tsumiki's eyes sparkled, "whoa, thank you gojo-sensei!"

"thank you, sensei." megumi added to show his appreciation too, however he still avoided eye contact.

satoru smiled and ruffled megumi's hair, "you're both very welcome. make sure to give (y/n) a big ol’ hug when you see her tonight too, okay?"

the two fushiguros nodded obediently at him. of course they would give you a hug when they got home to show their appreciation. they loved you with all their hearts. you were the mother figure in their lives that they didn’t know they needed.

providing for tsumiki and megumi with your own money was something you and satoru talked about when you decided to take in the kids as your own. the plan was to set aside their financial aid money so that they would be set once they turned 18. since you and satoru came from wealthy clans, it was the least you two could do for them.

"next, we need to buy school supplies..." satoru announced as he held the shopping bags full of clothes in one hand and his shopping list that you wrote for him this morning in another, "—then we can go back to jujutsu high and have some dinner."

satoru felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. sure enough, it was you.

"hi babe." satoru greeted you over the phone with a smile.

"how's shopping with the kids?" you asked.

"i know you're going to yell at me when i get home, so i might as well tell you now—i bought tsumiki a tutu."

"satoru gojo... a tutu?!"

satoru corrected you, "excuse me, but it's 'sweetheart' or ‘babe’, to you."

"satoru..." you grumbled.

he corrected you again, "babe—"

satoru chuckled at your stubbornness, using his last name whenever you were trying to be serious with him did not scare him as much as it used to. he could tell when you were truly upset with him and when you weren’t—and this was not one of those times.

"fine then. babe, a tutu? really?" you asked in disbelief. you pinched your nose bridge in annoyance.

"it was too cute, i couldn't resist." satoru argued, "—plus, i used my own card. so don't chastise me."

you changed the subject, "is megumi doing okay without me?"

"he's just being himself... quiet." satoru cocked his head to the side to see what megumi was up to, "sounds like you're showing favorites, sweetheart. how come you never ask about tsumiki?"

"because i know that tsumiki already loves you, it's megumi i'm worried about. he's so shy around you." you explained, "—and i don't have favorites. i love them both equally."

satoru flirted with you, "what about me? am i not your favorite? do you even love me?"

"i definitely love them more than you." you teased him, "are you coming home soon?"

satoru ignored your comment about loving the kids more than him. he would make it his mission to make sure you loved him more than anything in this world.

"we'll be home soon. the kids are picking out their school supplies."

"principal yaga said that we're having a dinner to celebrate the new students. so make sure you’re back on time, please.”

satoru rolled his blue eyes so far back in his head he hoped they would get stuck. that meant that he'd have to see principal gakuganji, and he was definitely towards the bottom of his list of favorite people at jujutsu high.

“okay, babe. whatever you say.” satoru sighed.

you giggled over the receiver, “i love you, satoru gojo.”

“i love you too, sweetheart.”

satoru clamped his flip phone shut and placed it back into his front pocket. he called out to the kids, “what do you say we get some ice cream before we head back to jujutsu high? (y/n) says it's okay if we're a little late.”

the next morning

your alarm rang while satoru groaned in your chest, face buried against your sternum as you cradled his head with your arms.

"five more minutes..." satoru mumbled breathlessly into your chest.

you tried to sit up, satoru refusing to let go of you with his strong arms. you grabbed your pillow and hit him upside the head with it. you got a lucky strike, no infinity.

"wake up! we told principal kinomoto that we'd be early."

satoru took the pillow you threw at him and tossed it on the ground. he grabbed you by your waist to pull your body on top of his. you squealed as you tried to get out of his grasp.

you held his face in the palm of your hands. "wake up, babe."

satoru continued to groan. you peeled his arms off of you and stepped out of the bed. he watched you make your way into the bathroom. you were wearing one of his white uniform button ups and his briefs. your messy hair cascaded down your back. you were a sight to behold in the morning. satoru felt like he was hiding a national treasure in his room whenever you were with him.

satoru reached his arms under his pillow, stretching his long body. he called out to you, "did i ever mention that you look great in my clothes?"

you rolled your eyes at him before shooting back a half-grin. god, he loved that crooked smile of yours. he gave you a scoff in return. you ran the water so you could wash your face and brush your teeth.

after you and satoru spent the early morning sneaking kisses on each other and getting ready together, you both walked over to tsumiki and megumi's room to get them ready for the day. you took care of megumi as satoru took care of tsumiki. while you were buttoning up megumi's shirt, you watched as satoru brushed and tied tsumiki's hair into two perfect pigtails.

the 7 year old reached for her jar of butterfly clips and handed them to satoru. he picked out two pink ones to clip into her hair, making sure her bangs were out of her face.

you patted megumi's shoulders, smiling at the younger fushiguro, "there we go, megumi. you look so handsome in your new shirt."

megumi blushed, looking down at his tan-colored button-up. "gojo-sensei chose it for me."

"lookin' good there, kiddo." satoru smiled at him and then turned to you, "doesn't tsumiki look great too, sweetheart?"

you smiled back at satoru and tsumiki, "of course she does. she's my little girly girl."

tsumiki twirled around in her new pink dress. she was so darn cute. satoru bent down to tighten the straps on her shoes. he pat her head as she hugged his leg. the kids were so tiny compared to satoru. you really did look like little family when you were out in public together.

after getting ready, tsumiki and satoru led the way to the dining hall while you and megumi trailed behind them. the four of you grabbed breakfast before heading out into the city.

at the elementary school

you could hear the whispers about you and satoru through your spirit birds. the other mothers were asking each other if you and satoru were actually tsumiki and megumi's real parents, how old you two were, and many other unsolicited questions and thoughts.

you had all the registration paperwork for megumi and tsumiki in your backpack as you sat down at a pavilion table to fill out the remaining papers with satoru.

"babe—" you turned to satoru who was watching tsumiki and megumi play on the playground, "should i put you down as the primary emergency contact?"

satoru had a red lollipop in his mouth that he got from the front desk, his sunglasses were resting on his nose bridge. he took the lollipop out of his mouth to reply to you, "sure, sweetheart. but why not put yourself down?"

"well—" you bit your lip in hesitation, "i was thinking that since you can teleport, you could get here faster if anything happened to the kids." you rested your chin on your hand and leaned into him. he put his arm around you, pulling you closer.

"makes sense to me."

you and satoru watched the kids in adoration as tsumiki already made new friends on the playground. she was prancing around the field while megumi was hanging on the monkey bars.

two women approached you, startling you and satoru out of your focused adoration for the kids.

"excuse me. are you those children's mother?" the woman pointed at tsumiki and megumi. "—the one with the brown hair and the blue hair."

"we're their guardians." you introduced you and satoru, "i'm (y/n) and this is my boyfriend, satoru."

the second mother playfully hit the first mother on the shoulder, "see? i told you that they're too young to be their parents. she barely looks like she's in high school."

"why do you ask?" satoru asked defensively, furrowing his eyebrows.

you put your hand on satoru's arm, a motion to tell him to fall back and that you'd handle this. he always came to your defense when it came to you or the kids… but he knew that you were on a different level of overprotective when it came to tsumiki and megumi. satoru just sat back and continued to watch the show.

"well, this school is a very prestigious school for children. we know almost everyone and all the families who attend here... and we've never seen you two around or those two kids." the second mother sneered at the both of you.

the first mother feigned shock, "they don't have a mother or father... that's so sad."

you glared at the two women, "just because we aren't their biological parents doesn't mean that they aren't being properly cared for. satoru and i have given them everything they need and they are in a loving environment."

you weren’t sure how loving an environment like the tokyo jujutsu high dorms actually was… but you and satoru made it clear to tsumiki and megumi that you both loved and cared for them, and that if they ever needed or wanted anything, it was theirs. the world was their oyster with you and satoru by their sides.

"well then. that's good to hear." the first mother started to turn her back towards you, "it was a pleasure meeting you, miss (y/n)?"

"(l/n)." you corrected her. just because she was older than you didn't mean that she could call you by your first name.

"we hope to see you around at school events." the second mother interrupted, "we volunteer at the school quite a bit. parents... or shall i say... guardians that volunteer help their kids gain recognition within the school. i'm sure we'll see you around if you don't want your kids to fall behind."

the two women started to walk away, snickering between themselves. satoru waved them off and patted your thigh to try to calm you down.

"just ignore them, sweetheart. they’re just old women whose husbands don’t actually love them." he tried to comfort you, grabbing your hand to kiss your knuckles. “—and i love you, so you’ll never be like them.”

you motioned one of your spirit birds to fly forward, following the two women. satoru sighed in defeat, he knew you weren't going to just ignore them. he started to grin though, this was one of things that made you so attractive in his eyes. it was that fire in you. you never stepped down from a fight.

"that blue haired child looks like he's going to be trouble. look at him! he looks like a delinquent." "we need to make sure that our children don't get involved with them. we don't even know what their guardians do for a living." "how are they even paying for tuition?" "i doubt those two can even afford to pay for the tuition here. they’re just teenagers!"

you grit your teeth, jaw clenched in anger, lips pursed. satoru could feel your cursed energy waver. he nudged you one last time, "babe, come on. let’s just go back to filling out paperwork."

"you heard what they said about our kids."

you slammed your pen against the table. you got up and walked towards the two women. satoru signed and folded his arms to watch the remainder of the show. he wished he had popcorn for this. he was ready to hold you back if needed, but he actually liked seeing you get feisty like this. he knew you could hold your own against anyone, including him.

"excuse me!" you called out to the two women, "hey! you two!"

the two mothers turned around, looking back at you, appalled at your approach.

"say one more thing about megumi and tsumiki!" you pointed at them with your index finger. "let's see what happens!"

"don't you know where our families come from? ever heard of the (l/n) clan or the gojo clan? the audactiy of you two to question how we can afford to pay for tuition. their tuition was paid fully in cash. you can ask the cashier over there." you pointed towards the cashier's window.

the first mother stammered, she was shocked that you confronted them, "well, i—"

"just because i'm young doesn't mean that i can't be a good mother to megumi and tsumiki." you snapped at them, "those two 'delinquents' mean the world to me. i can provide them whatever they need or want in order for them to live a happy life. maybe you two should focus on your own children instead of mine."

"that's enough out of you!" the second mother snapped back at you, "who do you think you are? who taught you how to be so disrespectful towards your elders?"

"—can i ask what's going on here?" a man with gray hair and grey eyes approached the three of you, interrupting the cat fight. satoru jumped in his seat and started to whistle, pretending not to have been listening on the sidelines.

"oh! principal kinomoto!" the first woman ran to his side, "this rude child was just causing a scene!"

principal kinomoto recognized you, "(y/n) (l/n)?"

"hi principal kinomoto!" you waved.

the two mothers looked at you in shock. they were surprised that you and the principal were already acquainted, wondering how you knew him.

"what's all the commotion about?" the principal asked again.

"well, these two had some stuff to say about my kids." you reported back to the grey haired principal, pointing at the two women.

"i see… is this true?" the principal turned to the two, "you know we don't tolerate this type of behavior. the (l/n) clan donates heavily to all the schools in tokyo. let's not jeopardize their generous contributions to our school due to some unwarranted comments."

the two women's jaw dropped. they were speechless. they absolutely knew about the (l/n) clan. they just didn’t think you were from that (l/n) clan.

"(y/n), we have much to catch up on. i saw that you and satoru are enrolling two children here."

"what's up, principal!" satoru called out. satoru made his way to you and the principal. he put his arm around your waist and shook hands with principal kinomoto.

he introduced satoru again to the two women, "mrs. fujiwara, mrs. yoshida. this is satoru gojo. the gojo clan also donate tremendously to this school as well. as a matter of fact, they're the ones that paid for the new library last fall."

"you two may leave now, i have to speak with the principal." you said to the two women, "you should go find your children."

mrs. fujiwara and mrs. yoshida quickly turned around and called for their children from the playground. it looked like they wouldn't be bothering you or your kids any time soon.

"ignore those two. they’re known for their gossip. let's sit down and catch up." principal kinomoto ushered you and satoru back to the table you were sitting at. "(y/n), how is touya? i haven't seen him in so long!"

"he's great. he's working on becoming the head of the household."

"—and are you at jujutsu high with satoru?"

satoru ruffled your hair, "yep, she is! we're third years now. gonna graduate soon!"

"so tell me about these kids you're enrolling." the principal peered over at the playground.

"would you like to meet them?" you asked with a smile. “they’re just the best kids.”

satoru called out to the two fushiguros, "hey! megumi! tsumiki! can you guys come here real quick?"

megumi jumped down from the monkey bars, tsumiki slid down from the metal slide she was on. they both ran towards you and satoru. tsumiki jumped into satoru's arms while megumi attached himself to your side.

"principal kinomoto, meet megumi and tsumiki fushiguro." you introduced the two fushiguros to their future principal with a cheeky smile, "—they're mine and satoru's kids."

"kiddos, say hi to principal kinomoto." satoru said, "he's a good friend of ours."

principal kinomoto reached his hand out for a handshake, "nice to meet you two."

you and satoru watched as tsumiki and megumi nervously shook hands with their principal and said hi. they were so cute in the way they interacted with him.

after getting acquainted, you shoo'd them off, “you two can go back and play now.”

they quickly smiled and waved, running back to play on the playground with their new friends. once megumi was back on the monkey bars, you turned to the principal, "principal kinomoto, i do have some concerns."

"what's on your mind, (y/n)?"

"i'm not worried about tsumiki fitting in, but i am worried about megumi." you sighed, hoping that megumi would be okay in school without you.

satoru added, "—megumi might cause a little trouble for you, principal."

the grey haired principal laughed, "is he a troublemaker like you, satoru?"

"you have no idea." you scoffed.

"the kid's a zen'nin with the ten shadows technique." satoru mentioned.

principal kinomoto looked at you and satoru, "you don't say?" he adverted his attention to megumi on the playground, "what shikigami has he tamed have so far?"

"just the demon dogs. he's starting to see nue and gamma though. so don't be surprised if you see two puppies named shiro and kuro on school grounds." satoru chuckled.

principal kinomoto was actually a grade one jujutsu sorcerer and was in the same class as touya. after graduation, he left to work as a non-sorcerer because he didn't like the mental toll being a jujutsu sorcerer put on him. he ended up going into education because he loved kids. if he couldn't save children from curses, he would save them another way, through education. him and his wife, mrs. akita, ran the school that you were enrolling megumi and tsumiki at. it was satoru's idea to register the kids here knowing the ties they had with the jujutsu society.

“don't worry. tsumiki and megumi will be taken care of here.”

"thanks so much, principal." you let out a relieved sigh, "that's one less thing to worry about."

"being a parent is hard," the principal laughed, pointing at you and satoru, "—but you two... when did that become a thing?"

"she fell in love with me at first sight." satoru interjected with a cocky smirk.

"—absolutely not." you threw an ice shard at his infinity, "i can't get rid of him... it's been almost two years now? satoru broke my domain expansion from the outside when i was sparring with touya. that's how we first met." (read 'love at first fight' here)

principal kinomoto teased you both, "—so it was love at first sight?"

"more like first fight. satoru didn't even like me at first." you told the principal. he was enthralled with your love story.

satoru rolled his eyes, "—that's not true!"

"i'm actually surprised that your brother didn't kill satoru when he found out you two were dating." principal kinomoto shrugged.

"god, touya and satoru love each other. they're bestfriends now. sometimes i think touya loves satoru more than me."

"well, give your brother my regards," principal kinomoto got up from his seat, "i have to get back to the office. i'm sure i have plenty of parents waiting to meet with me."

"take care." you waved.

"yeah, take care. we'll send the check for the monthly donation this week." satoru called out to the principal. you and satoru were now in charge of the clans’ donations to the school since you'd be visiting the school often.

principal kinomoto waved and brushed you two off, "don't worry about it. take your time with the donations. akita and i are happy to have megumi and tsumiki starting at the school."

you and satoru watched as the principal walked away from the pavilion table. you both sighed in relief. you didn’t think that being ‘parents’ at such a young age was in the cards for you and satoru... but he just had to bring home two adorable children for you to raise.

"that was hot." satoru giggled. the corner of his eyes started to wrinkle as he tried holding back his boisterous laugh.

"what was hot?" you asked.

"the way you stood up to those two moms." satoru said, "i love when you get feisty."

you leered at him, a cheshire grin spreading across your face, "—oh you love when i get feisty?"

"—but not with me!" satoru quickly said with his palms up in defense.

you rolled your eyes at him and finished filling out megumi and tsumiki's registration paperwork while the sly sorcerer snuck tender kisses on your cheek.

you scribbled your signature on the last line. after a moment, you turned to satoru, “should i join the parent-teacher association?”

EXTRA:

“(y/n), can i get the 64 pack of crayons with the sharpener in the back?” megumi asked in hopes that you'd say yes. he had always wanted the 64 pack of crayons.

satoru looked at the younger fushiguro, “you only need 12 crayons to color. who do you think you are? picasso?”

you glared at satoru and turned to megumi, “yes, you can have the 64 pack, megumi. get one for tsumiki too. and your gojo-sensei will pay for it."

"wha—hey!" satoru called out as you, megumi, and tsumiki walked away from him to head to the next aisle.

DIVIDERS PROVIDED BY @/ANLIAN-AISHANG

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The Love That Slipped Away.

this is part two of my previous story the love we lost.

Description: (Gojo x Reader) It's been a year since Satoru Gojo cheated on you. He thought it wouldn't hurt when you left him. He soon realized that you were the one for him.

Warnings: 18+, Strong language, MINORS DNI!

part 1 linked here

Days have been extremely dull and gray. Satoru has done nothing but work, exorcise curses, go home and rest. It's the same cycle every day. Sure, his oh so beloved Amy was there with him, but it wasn't the same. You would always lighten up a room with a smile, But Amy didn't. Satoru and Amy didn't have anything in common other than their sex life. Ever since you left him, he's been nothing but an empty shell of who he was. You took his heart with him that day.

He thought he would be better off with Amy but he was so very wrong. Amy was nothing but a pretty face with no personality. Satoru's students disliked Amy. They would always ask for you.

"Sensei! Where's Y/n?"

"I wish y/n was here."

"I miss Y/n!"

He has no clue where you are or what you have been up to. You blocked his number and social media accounts. He obviously tried looking you up but was always met disappointment when you were nowhere to be found.

A few months later. It was mid spring when Amy had cheated on him with another man. Satoru was heartbroken shattered even. Amy had left a wound on his heart. He truly did love her. His world was all about her but what is his world now that his left? He was left ruined and alone in the place he once called "home". He sat on his bed lost in thought. Heart now broken in pieces.

"Is this how y/n felt?"

He had finally felt what you felt the day you find out he was unfaithful. It was an awful feeling. It was a stomach-churning feeling. His beautiful blue eyes had opened. He realized what he lost. What he let slip away. He took your love for granted. You were meant for him. You were his person. You saw much more to Satoru other than the strongest and a pretty face. Memories of you and him being happy together flooded his mind. Tears filled his angelic cerulean eyes. He sobbed and sobbed till no more tears fell from his eyes. His porcelain skin was stained with tear streaks. His ocean like eyes were now red and puffy. His snow liked hair was disheveled and ruined.

Was it worth it? He chose a girl with a pretty face. A good fuck. Were his friends and students, right? Did he really just pick a doll face over the most extravagant person who always bighted a room with just their presence alone? Whose voice and smile always made his heart flutter like a bird in cage ready to burst. His warm bed that he once shared with you was now cold and barren. When was the last time he got a proper goodnight sleep?

He would do anything to get you back. no matter how long it takes. He has to see his other person. The person who still has heart.

He walked around the streets of Tokyo. He looked at the Stores and Cafes nearby. The cherry blossoms where in full bloom. Streets were covered in beautiful pink leaves. He eyed the Pastries that people were handing out. The sweet fruity delightful aroma of the pastries filled his nostrils. There was on peculiar scent that caught his attention. It was your scent. That sweet scent you always had. It was as if spring had blossomed all over you. He would never forget that sweet scent you always had.

His eyes widen and he looked to where the scent was. His eyes rapidly scanned over everyone. All he could hear was the sound of his heart beating. His eyes fell on your beautiful smile. There you were. God, you looked so mesmerizing. You were glowing. A sight for sore eyes even. His cerulean eyes were focused on you. The pink petals that flew in the wind complimented you so damn much. He has fallen for you all over again.

He was so happy he has finally seen you after so long. He walked towards you. His heart was pounding like crazy with each step he took.

"Y-Y/n..? is it really you...?" He spoke softly but loud enough to make you look at his direction. His heart skipped a beat. Your beautiful colored eyes stared at his disgustingly beautiful eyes.

"Satoru." You replied with a nonchalant voice. His heart ached with the emptiness in your voice. Your voice used to be sweet like an angel.

"You look good." Satoru complimented you with a soft smile but all it left was a sour taste in your mouth.

"Don't try to sweet talk me" You scoffed at him. Satoru awkwardly smiled.

"It's good to see you again."

"I wish I could say the same" There was a hint of sadness in your voice.

"L-Look I just wanted to-" Satoru was caught off by a voice coming from behind you.

"Sorry sweetie the line was really long." A tall man with long black hair with weird bangs and black circle stud earrings approached you. The unknown man gave you a gentle kiss on your cheek while he wrapped his arms around you. He had a pastry package with him.

"Oh? Satoru what are you doing here?" Satoru got a better look at the man Infront of him. It was his best friend Suguru Geto. They were friends back in high school before they separated ways.

"Suguru? What are YOU doing here?" Satoru was caught completely off guard. Why was his best friend here with his beloved? So many questions swirled in his head.

"I'm here shopping with my lover" Suguru wrapped his muscular arm around your waist pulling you into his side keeping you in a secure grasp. Satoru had jealousy and sadness in his bright blue eyes. Seeing you with another man had his heart aching. Your sweet warm smile wasn't for him anymore. He is no longer the man you wake up to every day. That should've been HIM by your side. Not Suguru.

"You guys know each other?" You asked your boyfriend Suguru turning your face to look at his beautiful face. He was smiling. "We have some history from back in our high school days. Long story short he's my best friend." Suguru gave you a warm smile. "So, who is he to you?" Suguru asked you with sweet smile.

"He's the unfaithful ex-boyfriend I've told you about." You said with a sigh. Satoru's heart twisted with sadness and guilt at the word "unfaithful". He eyes didn't dare to meet your eyes. He knew what he had done. How could he ever get you back? There's no way he would be able to call you his again. The guilt that drowned him was enough to make him puke.

"Oh, so Satoru is the man that crushed your heart all those months ago?" Suguru was looking at Satoru with nothing with disappointment. "I'll admit Satoru. I never expected this from you. How did you let such a sweet person slip through your fingers like sand. Hm well, I guess if it wasn't for your fuck up, I wouldn't have landed such a lovely person."

Suguru looked at his white-haired friend. Satoru looked ruined as he finally faced the music. "I never meant for shit to turn out like this. Fuck! I'm so sorry Y/n. I know an apology isn't going to change the fact I hurt you. I know we can't fix shit between us. I finally realized how much you loved me. You were my everything and still are. You gave me your all. I was pathetic to not treat you the same way. But I've lost you now. Even though I'm not the one who's going to be by your side anymore at least someone will." Tears fell from his Ocean colored eyes falling onto the pale sidewalk. People looked the commotion happening but carried on their day.

You looked at Satoru as he silently began wiping his tears. Suguru's grasp around your waist tightened. Suddenly, the memories you tried so hard to forget came back. The day you ended things with Satoru. The day your heart was shattered to pieces. The one fucking day you saw him and his girlfriend passionately making love. skin on skin. lips on lips. hand in hand. It all came back to you. You watched as the man in front you broke down in tears. His eyes becoming puffy. His blue ironed button up was now wrinkled and stained with tears.

You grabbed Suguru's hand and intertwined it with yours. He let go of the grasp he had you in. You looked at the broken man Infront of you.

"I wanted you and only you. But you wanted something more. And I couldn't give you that. You made your decision when you picked her over me. I gave you my word, my loyalty, my trust. But you didn't give me anything. I always ate dinner alone waiting for your arrival, but you would eat another womans dinner and share a warm meal together. Where was I when you went to her house to fuck? Was I even a priority to you? I was questioning my worth every damn night. The lipstick stains on your neck and clothes never went unnoticed. I begged for your attention for you to look at me again, but you never batted an eye. I was never important to you Satoru. I never was. The nights I slept alone and cold in our shared bed were always the worst nights ever. You only started caring once I left." You looked at him once more before turning around and walking away with your boyfriend hand in hand.

Satoru can only stare with tears running down his face. He was an idiot to come looking for you. He was an idiot losing you in the first place. Your words struck his heart. He looked at you as your walking away from him. He has to live with the guilt of betraying you. He managed to pick himself up and head home. The sky turned gray, and rain started pouring. He hopes the rain will wash away his sorrow. No one will ever replace you again. His love that slipped away. Maybe one day. just maybe you will comeback. Until then he'll wait for you with open arms.

Thanks for reading!!

Bloo Note: Hey guys so sorry for part 2 coming out so late. I was not gonna make "The Love We Lost" a part 2 originally lolol. BUT I did mange making a part two while juggling school. Ending was INSANLEY rushed but hope u guys eat this up (or hate it idc). credit to the people who made the dividers!! taglist: @kawaiivillainess98

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comicover · 4 months

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Aroma Sensei

#comic covers #comicart #drawing

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chiefbasementcreator · 2 years

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Summer Tifa, by Aroma sensei

#Tifa lockhart #Frozen inc #Aroma sensei

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fiddle-the-new-faun · 12 days

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I base this on nothing but have you played Stardew Valley and if so, do you have a favourite bachelorette? (Or bachelor? Off-brand for this blog but I won't complain)

For some time I was basic and would say Leah, but... Abigail

By aroma sensei

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pengweng-quack · 1 month

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Requesting a work on how nanami’s attitude rubbed on the reader 🥳 She applies his philosophy of prioritizing efficiency and effectiveness in her personal and professional life :))

You're Rubbing on Me

Nanami x GN!Reader

Summary: After announcing to friends and students that Y/N and Nanami have been dating, they start to notice just how much his attitude has actually rubbed on them

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So, I just took inspiration on the first part lol (since efficiency and effectiveness are not the same) but I hope that this still fits with your request anon! Hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 2195 words

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“You’re telling us, that you’ve been together for years already?” Yuji asked, his eyes widened at the two

“Yep, we’ve been dating prior to his return here.” Y/N patiently answered to the pink-haired kid, a smile on their face as they remember how Nanami asked them out

“Woah, never thought Nanami-sensei had it in him to ask someone out.” Nobara joked, getting the three of them to let out giggles “From Yuji’s stories, he seems to be a cold man.”

Y/N had one look at their watch and saw that it was almost the end of their shift. Usually, they would stay a bit longer to chat with the two teens but they have an upcoming mission with Nobara tomorrow, and knew that they needed energy to fully work with her

“I’m gonna call it a day, I’ll see you tomorrow Kugisaki-kun.” Y/N politely told them, standing up and bowing to the two before gathering their stuff. But as they were about to leave, Gojo was walking in the room, the same wide grin that he sports on his face

“Gonna go home already?” Gojo asked them, they only nodded in reply, before walking out the room. Leaving Gojo with his students

Walking out the school, Ijichi was already outside by the car, patiently waiting for them. Y/N subtly nodded to him and entered in the passenger seat, just informing him to drop them by Nanami’s house before zoning out, using the tunes playing in the radio as background noise

"Y/L/N-san, we're here." Ijichi quietly told them, getting Y/N to be pulled away from their daydreaming

"Thanks, Ijichi." Y/N told him, a small smile directed to him before stepping out of the car

They walked in the house, uncuffing the sleeves of their blouse with every step, the aroma of freshly cooked food filling up their nose

"Hey love, how was today?" Nanami asked, his head peeking out from the doorway to the kitchen

"It was alright." Y/N plainly answered, following him to the kitchen and sitting on the kitchen island "The kids are amazed that you had the courage to ask me out."

Nanami only chuckled at their reply, playfully rolling his eyes at the kids' antics. He placed two plates on the island, before placing a bowl filled with their dinner for tonight

"You spoil me, my love." Y/N only told him, a smile growing on their face as they watch Nanami take control of everything

"You deserve to be spoiled." Nanami only replied, leaving a peck on their temples before sitting down next to them

"Besides, got to prove to the kids that I do have the capabilities to be with you." He added playfully, a small grin on his face

“You don’t need to prove anything to anyone, I promise.”

“Y/L/N-sensei, are you ready?” Nobara said with a grin, excited to finally be on a mission

“Kugisaki-kun, this mission is to only confirm if you’re actually able to be a first-grade.” Y/N told her in a prim tone, not wanting for the girl to see this mission as the same attitude as how she does when paired with Yuji or Fushiguro

“Who will confirm for Yuji and Fushiguro?” She asked curiously

“Your Kusakabe-sensei will accompany Yuji, and your Nanami-sensei will accompany Fushiguro.” They replied simply, patiently waiting until she asks some questions again

“So, Nanami-sensei—

“I prefer to not talk about my personal life during missions.” Y/N told her firmly “You wouldn’t want me prying on your personal life, would you?”

“Yours is much more interesting.” Nobara replied simply, just as Ijichi was pulling up to an abandoned warehouse

The place was reeking in curse residuals, getting Y/N to cringe at the sight of it. Nobara was only staring at the building, listening to Ijichi inform them about what the curse to expect was.

“When you both step in the warehouse, that’s when I’ll cast the curtain.” Ijichi informed them as the two step out of the car, walking closer to the warehouse

“Kugisaki-kun, stay behind me.” Y/N ordered, drawing out their katana and stepping in the warehouse first, the teen was cautiously following behind them, her weapon out and ready to use too

The happenings were too fast, the curse that was warned to them kicked Y/N to a distance, causing them to be stabbed by one of the stray metal bars and immobilizing them. Nobara tried to attack but the curse was faster, kicking her to the face and causing her to stumble down.

With a quick decision in mind, Y/N immediately threw their katana at the curse, yelling at Nobara to dodge their weapon. They were bleeding profusely, hissing in pain as they look down on the stab.

The metal bar pierced through from their back to the inside of their body, thankfully not pushing out of them. If Y/N was to guess, they were probably stabbed by the rib cage, but no ribs were damaged. They let out a sigh, hoping that their assumption was right.

“Y/L/N-sensei!” Nobara yelled, running to where they were, dodging the katana that was thrown directly to the curse.

The katana immobilized the curse, so Nobara went and imbued some nails with her curse energy and launched it directly to the curse as well, using her technique to exorcise the curse.

“Grab my katana to slice the bar, it’ll hurt more if you pull it out. And lessen my chance of surviving.” They ordered to the teen, hissing as any attempt of moving was stinging

“I’m sorry—

“Kugisaki-kun, take deep breaths.” Y/N comforted to her “Grab my katana and slice the metal bar so that we won’t struggle too much in moving me.”

Nobara rushed to grab their katana, picking it up despite her anxious approach. She quickly rushed back to where they were, swinging Y/N’s katana behind her with one swoop, cutting the metal bar smaller

“Kugisaki-kun, go rush out and call Ijichi, you won’t be able to support my body weight alone.” Y/N ordered to her, but Nobara only stubbornly tried to support them up, slowly helping them get on their feet

“I’m not leaving you here, sensei.” She only told them, carrying Y/N piggy-back style and rushing out the warehouse, using her cursed technique to break the curtain, showing Ijichi the situation

“Ijichi-sensei, how fast can you drive?!” Nobara yelled

Ijichi immediately entered the car while Nobara entered Y/N into the backseat, sitting next to them for support for their wound.

“You did good today, Kugisaki-kun.” Y/N drowsily said, a small smile of approval on their face “Gojo would be proud of your improvement.”

Y/N won’t deny that Nobara has been brave today, taking control over a situation when they were unable to do so. The girl was more than capable of being a first grade that not making her be one would just feel like they were robbing her, the same that they do to Maki.

“So excited to watch over Maki-kun soon, I think she’ll do good too.” Y/N rambled, keeping themselves awake

“Y/L/N-sensei, what do you feel for Nanami-sensei?” Nobara asked them, using questions to keep Y/N’s mind from not shutting off from the damage

“The best man possible.” Y/N responded almost immediately, their sight fading away “He’s such a good man. To me, to Itadori-kun, to everyone.”

“Y/L/N-san, we’re almost close to Shoko-san.” Ijichi informed nervously, speeding up to make it in time

“Tell Kento I love him—

“You’re not dying. Not today, not anytime soon.” Nobara said sternly as Ijichi pulled up to the school, rushing to get out and help Nobara in carrying Y/N into Shoko’s office

Y/N could only felt their consciousness fade away, knowing that they’ve lost too much blood. They were now counting on Ijichi and Nobara to get them to Shoko in time, placing their complete trust on the two of them.

A few days after the accident was when Y/N woke up, their torso wrapped around with bandage and many equipment attached to them. There were some basket of fruits and some flowers on the side table, and Kento was by one of the provided chairs, scrolling on his phone

“Hello, my love.” Y/N said softly, making Kento look up at them, finally easing up since they were awake

“How are you feeling?” Kento asked, moving his chair closer to the bed

“How’s Kugisaki?” They asked immediately, Kento only shook his head at them

“She’s alright, was in a much better condition than you are now.” He answered, smiling softly at them “Though she was crying to me, thinking that she was at fault for the accident.”

“She’s not to blame, the curse was too fast for the both of us. We were caught off guard.” Y/N defended earnestly, getting Kento to chuckle at them

“I know, I read the report.” Kento only told them, carefully grabbing their hand and planting a soft kiss on it “She was very brave on handling that, I know she’d definitely get your approval.”

“I love you. I didn’t want to scare you like this.” They apologized, a small smile on their face

“I love you more. And I know you didn’t want that to happen.”

Nanami had been more than patient during their recovery stage, with him taking time off as well so that his whole attention would be on Y/N for the time being that they’re at home. He would rarely let them actually do any work, always making sure that they’re resting.

Two weeks after the mission, Y/N was finally allowed to go back to school to overview the students’ training. It was gonna take them another month or two before they’re allowed to go back on missions, but it was nice to finally not be crammed at home

“Maki-kun needs to be assessed soon, when will Kusakabe or Nanami-san be available?” They heard Gojo ask Yaga, getting them to walk in the office

“I can do—

“No. Shoko’s order.” Gojo sternly told them, earning a groan from Y/N

“Maybe it’ll be best if we skip the being accompanied by a first grade for her?” Yaga asked, pondering it thoroughly “Among everyone that was recommended, she’s alw—

“You are not letting out a student to fight a first-grade curse for the first time without any accompany!” Y/N immediately told them, their eyebrows furrowed at the thought of letting Maki out on her own

“She’s more than—

“I don’t fucking care if she’s more than capable.” Y/N hissed to the two “And if the mission doesn’t go as well as planned, then what?”

“She’s more than capable, trust her.” Yaga tried to assure them

“I told you, I don’t fucking care if she’s more than capable because we already know that she is.” They angrily replied “I care for her safety because if you’re forgetting, she’s still a student.”

Y/N knew to cool off her anger against Yaga and decided to just walk out, going out to the training areas where Maki was training with the Yuta, destroying the special grade in hand-to-hand combat.

“Sensei!” Yuta yelled, before getting smacked to the face by Maki, making him stumble down

“I think you both should go take a break first.” Y/N said fondly to the two of them, sitting down on one of the available seats

“Sensei sensed that you were losing, they had to call a time out.” Maki teased Yuta, sitting next to them

“Don’t sit there, there’s an ant infestation by there.” They warned to the two, getting them to move to the opposite side to where they were

“Y/N-kun!” Gojo greeted loudly, sitting next to them before Maki and Yuta both got to warn him

“Don’t tell him.” Y/N mouthed to the two, a cheeky grin on their face

“You prankster.” Gojo said loudly, realizing where he had sat down, moving away from the ant manifestation and crossing his arms at them

“To be fair, you didn’t ask.” Y/N shrugged, giggling at his pouting

“Nanami-kun! Y/N is being mean.” Gojo playfully complained to Nanami who was walking out

“I think you deserve it.” Nanami plainly replied, sitting next to Yuta

“Y/N used to be on my side when it comes to pranks like these.” Gojo playfully cried, clutching his chest as if he’s been badly betrayed by them “You’re becoming like Nanami-kun.”

“I just didn’t tell you that there were ant manifestations because you sat down too fast?” Y/N asked, their eyebrows furrowed at Gojo

“I remember the time when we used to prank Nanami-kun when he was coming back to jujutsu.” Gojo recalled lovingly, a smile on his face

“Probably what made him hold back from us announcing our relationship, don’t you think?” Y/N asked playfully, endearingly looking at Nanami

“No, it’s not that.” Nanami answered earnestly “Just Gojo’s lack of respect of my feelings for you frankly.”

“Nanami-kun, stop spending time with Y/N, you’re rubbing on them.” Gojo teased, earning Maki to let out a sigh and for Y/N to chuckle at his comment

“Yeah, go spend time with him instead.” Y/N teased back, a grin on their face “Might teach him a thing or two about how to properly teach his students.”

“Hey?!”

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