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corroded-hellfire · 1 year

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potential thought that maybe went from fluff to smuty 🥴 but what if ‘as you wish’ eddie one day shares his secret about how he felt that day at the boys birthday pool party and but now they’re together so he finally gets to have some pool/kissy time with reader but she keeps teasing him like maybe she asks him when he first kinda knew he felt something for her and he goes straight to ‘I saw you holding a baby girl and wanted u to have MY baby girl’

You inspired @munson-blurbs and I with this request! I hope you enjoy what we did with it 💛

Warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected (wrap it up), breeding kink, semi-public sex I guess?

Words: 2.2k

[As You Wish masterlist]

The California night is warm, and the moon is full and bright. Stars twinkle like diamonds in the black sky as Eddie drops two towels down on a chair on the deck of the empty resort pool. The romantic dinner and walk on the beach were a wonderful start to your evening, leading now to you and your husband going for a late night dip. Your husband. The term still fills your tummy with a pleasant tingle and forces a smile on your face. He hasn’t even been your husband for a full week yet, but you’re sure you will never get tired of calling him that. It’s a few days into your honeymoon now, at an upscale resort on a Southern California beach. Luke made the two of you promise that you wouldn’t go to Disneyland without him or his older brother. If it were anyone other than a child, Eddie would have told them he didn’t plan on leaving the room long enough to do much of anything else.

The lights on the pool wall illuminate the refreshing water as you step in, Eddie right behind you. As you submerge up to your waist, you let out a little squeal at the chill water coming up so high on your body. You hear him laugh, until he steps off of the last stair and feels the cold splashing against his lower torso.

His arms snake around your waist, pulling you flush against his bare chest. His guitar pick necklace presses into your shoulder blade as his fingers dig into the plush of your hips. “Body heat,” he casually offers, and you’re certainly not one to avoid sharing personal space with Eddie Munson.

You turn around and kiss him softly but sensually, gently bringing your core to graze his. You giggle at the quiet moan that escapes his lips. “Just trying to keep you warm, baby,” you tease, leaning in to nip at his bicep.

“You’re gonna be the death of me, Mrs. Munson,” he growls in your ear, fingers toying with the halter strings of your bikini top. You weren’t the most comfortable in a swimsuit, but something about the way Eddie looked like he wanted to devour you helped your confidence enough to wear one. “Knew it from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

Pulling back slightly, you give him an amused grin. “You knew you’d be feeling me up in a pool when I interviewed for a babysitting job?” you ask incredulously.

Eddie shrugs, stealing a kiss before he says, “I knew I wanted to.”

“Can I tell you a secret?” Even though you two are the only ones in the pool, you lean in and whisper in his ear. “When I got home that night, all I could think about was the way you called me ‘Sweetheart’ before I left.”

“Sweetheart, Sweetheart, Sweetheart,” he murmurs against your lips. “I’ll call you that every second of every day, if that’s what gets you going.”

“All you have to do is look at me to get me going, baby,” you mumble against his mouth before securing your lips over his again. Eddie wades deeper into the water and you can’t even bring yourself to disconnect from him when the water creeps up your shoulders, sending a chill down your spine. Or maybe that was just your husband. Eddie chuckles when he feels you shudder in his arms. He pulls away and presses a few kisses along your neck.

“When did you know?” you ask.

“Hmm?” Eddie hums against your throat.

“When did you know how you really felt about me?” you ask, fingers tangling in the wet curls at the base of his neck.

“You mean, when did I know you were the one?” he asks, giving you a wolfish grin as he pulls away from your neck. “Do you remember that school holiday concert Ryan had? The one where he had the solo in ‘Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer?’”

The memory brings a smile to your face, seeing little Ryan out in the middle of the stage, nervously fidgeting with his fingers as he sang his part with a shaky voice. “Of course I remember.”

“That’s when I knew it was more than just a crush,” Eddie says, brushing some of your hair out of your face. “Like I said, I felt something instantly the moment I first saw you. But when you came to that concert even when you didn’t have to, just because you wanted to be there? Shit, I knew it was real feelings. Then that first night we slept together? And I didn’t have to hide how badly I wanted you anymore? That’s when I knew I was a goner. Head over heels for you. Disgustingly in love.”

The emotion behind his words sends a warm sensation throughout your body. You cling to him tighter and rest your forehead against his. “I’m disgustingly in love with you as well, just so you know.”

“Then it’s a damn good thing we’re married.”

“Mhmm,” you hum as you take your left hand out of the pool water. The moonlight glints off your engagement and wedding rings, making them look impossibly more beautiful than they already are.

“I gotta be honest with you,” he continues, successfully untying your top and tugging it until it falls off of your body. You barely have time to register the chilly air on your bare breasts before he’s sucking harsh bruises around your nipples. “Seeing you like this reminds me of the first time I saw you in a swimsuit. Only now I actually get to do what I fantasized about.”

You furrow your brow, breath hitching as his clothed erection presses against your thigh. “Wh-When was that?”

“You don’t remember?” Eddie feigns disappointment, and you splash him playfully. “That’s fair. You were actually helping set up Ryan’s birthday party; I was just checking out the hot babysitter.”

Ryan’s birthday party—that was before you and Eddie had ever hooked up. Maybe a flirtatious joke or the exchanging of sweet smiles, but nothing close to sex.

“And just what were you fantasizing about?” You let your fingers dip into the waistband of his navy blue swim trunks.

Eddie’s voice is gravelly, barely above a whisper when he says, “Saw you holding Sinclair and Red’s baby girl and I wanted you to have my baby girl.” He takes your hands and guides you to the pool ledge. “Wanted to bend you over the side of the pool and fuck a baby into you.”

You shoot him a coy smile as you wrap your arms around his neck, draping them over his shoulders. “Better late than never.”

That’s all he needs to hear; he’s tearing off his own swimsuit and tossing it onto a nearby lounge chair. His thick cock lays against his happy trail, all too eager to be inside you. “Need you. Need to be inside you.” You feel his middle finger breach your hole, stretching you comfortably. He pumps it in and out several times before he adds his forefinger, curling both digits and hitting the most sensitive part of your walls again and again.

You’re so close; your warm, wet pussy practically sucking him in as you grip onto the metal ledge. His name is on the tip of your tongue, ready to cry out as that now-familiar pleasure washes over you. But instead of an orgasm, all you feel is emptiness as he withdraws his fingers, popping them in his mouth greedily.

“Wha—why—”

He just chuckles. “Poor baby. You teased me all those years ago in that sexy little swimsuit; now you’re gonna be the one who waits.”

Every part of you wants to protest, to demand that he makes you come right fucking now, but the mischievous gleam in his eye tells you that it’s fruitless.

“Beg for my cock,” he grunts, fist wrapped around his length as he gives it slow, languid strokes. “Beg for me to fill you up till I’m dripping outta you.”

You manage to find enough voice to mumble, “Please, baby. P-Please fill me up a-and put a baby in me.”

“See how easy that was?” With that, he lifts you and positions you so that he’s lined up with your entrance. You moan involuntarily as he pushes inside you, so much bigger than his fingers. Your hands grasp at his shoulders, your nails digging little crescent shapes into his pale skin. “Jesus, Sweetheart. Your pussy was fucking made for me.”

No coherent words are able to form on your tongue, so you just let out breathy whimpers as you rock up and down on his cock. His fingers dig into your hips as he moves with you, low groans slipping from between his lips. The release that he denied you before is building back up.

“Nuh uh,” Eddie stutters out. He knows your body so well that he can tell your impending orgasm is near. “G-Gonna wait until I come first. Think you can do that?” You give the slightest shake of your head as your breathing becomes more labored. “Too bad, because you’re gonna.”

Whimpering, you bury your face in your husband’s neck as you tighten your legs around him. As well as he knows what drives you crazy, you know him just as well. He’s not too far out so as you tighten your legs, you clench your walls around him, knowing that’ll bring him right to the brink.

“Fuck,” Eddie grunts. “Playing dirty, I see. You’re lucky it feels so damn good.” His grip around your hips tightens as well, forcing your clit to rub harshly against the thatch of pubic hair. It’s exactly what you needed, and your whining tells Eddie that you can’t hold it back anymore. As much as he’d love to draw it out and make you wait even longer, he knows he wouldn’t be able to last. “Let go, baby. Come on, cum for me.”

The words aren’t even finished leaving his lips before you feel your release wash over you, your hands sliding up to grip at Eddie’s hair as he spills inside of you. He rocks the both of you through it, holding your body as close as he possibly can. A string of Eddie, Eddie, Eddie and soft moans escape you as your high begins to come down. Both of you are breathing harshly, your naked chests moving as one as you hold onto each other in the quiet night.

“I love you,” you say, voice soft and exhausted as you rest your head on his shoulder. A lazy grin spreads on Eddie’s face as he moves back until he can lean against the pool wall. His muscles are so tired, but he refuses to let go of you.

“I love you, too,” he says. “So fucking much.” He presses a few kisses into your hair before he huffs a laugh, the puff of air tickling your ear. “So, how soon will we know if I really did fuck a baby into you?”

You pick your head up from his shoulder to see his teasing smirk, but there’s a glimmer of hope in his eyes as well. Trying to come up with a witty retort, your mouth falls open instead. Eddie watches as your brow creases and you become lost in thought. Usually, when you’re deep in your own head is when he’ll start to fuck you, to try and relax you. He’s not sure what to do when you seem confused for some reason after you’ve finished.

“I, um,” you finally say. Eddie watches you expectantly as you poke your tongue out to lick over your lips. Your eyes are moving back and forth, and Eddie can just picture some sort of calculations going on in your mind. “I’ve just been so busy. There was all the last minute planning for the wedding, making sure everything was good to go for the honeymoon, so much stress over everything. I don’t—Eddie, I can’t remember.”

“What?” Eddie asks, becoming more confused by the second. “What can’t you remember?”

Your eyes finally meet his. “I didn’t get my period last month.”

You watch a myriad of emotions play over Eddie’s face within the matter of a second. There’s confusion, then shock as your words set in. Pure glee sets in before his mind is even able to fully process the words. But you can see he doesn’t want to get his hopes up, so he tries to tamper down the excitement.

“Baby, are you sure?” Eddie asks, voice an octave higher than usual.

“I’m—yeah,” you say. Eddie’s lips are on yours in an instant.

“God, baby,” Eddie says once he pulls away. “I know you might already be, y’know…but I wanna get you back in the room and go a few more rounds just to make sure.”

You look around, seeing that the pool is still empty and relishing in the silence. “Or we could just use one of the lounge chairs?”

Eddie pulls you in for a kiss, smushing your cheeks with his eager hands. “Yup, that seals the deal. You’re the perfect wife.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fan fiction #request #AYW #AYWS

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cullingcasteism · 3 months

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HMM.

THEY ARE?

THATS NOT WHAT MY SCHOOL TAUGHT ME

THEN AGAIN IT WAS A HIGHBLOOD-ONLY SCHOOL OF COURSE

LET ME GOREGLE SOMETHING

#CULLIN YELLS #CULLIN ANSWERS #hs rp #unreality #(ooc: how has cullin not goregled this yet? well uh. hes kinda dumb in the ignorant way)

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six-demon-bag · 13 days

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @zsparz!

1. How many works do you have on ao3? 186 (some anon)

2. What's your total ao3 word count? around 1.1 million

3. What fandoms do you write for? MCU, The Cloverfield Paradox aka Schmidty, and other Brühl films

4. Top five fics by kudos: uhghhhgh i hide stats for a reason!! top 2:

Efficiency (Teen Wolf, steter) know you got my blood running (MCU, winterwalker)

5. Do you respond to comments? yepperrss! do my responses always make sense? no

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? hmm. I have a couple that would be angsty but. well heres three, all winterbaron:

even in the silence i can hear your song and nothing is the only thing you ever seem to have when you can’t dream, well, what’s life mean?

wow song lyric titles. huhh look at that . eheheh

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? man, i don’t know. most of them have happy endings, but i suppose you could say the ones where i torment the characters make for the happier endings? here's two i saw while scrolling bc my memory for my own fics is a sieve (both winterbaron)

maybe it’s the moonlight (mixed with carnal insight) love me while your wrists are bound

oops gave up looking. whatever

8. Do you get hate on fics? only once! it was pathetic. i expected better with all the trash i write, and i only get that lame shit? smh. cmon put some effort in doens't anyone want to work anymore

9. Do you write smut? u kno it

10. Craziest crossover: Dirk Brûleé x Lutz Heck

if you must look: Mustache Miscalculation

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? No.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No, but I was podficced!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, but sometimes I think I should start tagging ves as a cowriter for some of these lutz works lmao

14. All time favorite ship? i am disloyal and flighty. cloverbaron

15. What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? uhh. maybe that mafia thing i started writing a couple months ago. ah well

16. What are your writing strengths? smut. >:3

17. What are your writing weaknesses? plot.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? it’s fun if used sparingly, otherwise it gets annoying as a reader tbh. i don’t write it at all. i think.

19. First fandom you wrote in? MCU

20. Favorite fic you've written? aosfbjdakncl

i do actually love how know you got my blood running turned out. and Cover Charge, .and HYDRA Tupperware Party that was more than one whatever

i adore all of my schmidty fics obv.

No pressure tagging, in case any of you felt like it, and of course anyone else!: @hiddenxplaces-blog @tales-from-a-maphia-don @winterbonesthings @the-ravening @thepiper0fhameln @ex0rin

#tried to remember tumblr handles am failing why did i do this at 11pm #fic time #tag game #sixdemon nonsense #sixdemon tag game #do i even use that tag i dont know

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caihongs · 8 months

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been reading a lot of landoscar these days and i tested the loscar waters as well… and somehow this led to 1.6k words of alex/logan. not sure if i can get myself to write the rest but i thought it was good enough to post on here :’))

They’re in the car and Lando is still riding his podium high, the glow on his cheeks not just from the champagne but the adrenaline and pride running through him like currents of electricity. He turns to Alex after taking an inordinate number of selfies, hat tipped up so that he can look at him in the eye.

“Man, I can’t wait to see Oscar tonight,” he says, languishing in whatever the hell tonight means with a serene smile.

“Whatever do you mean?” Alex asks, voice high and quiet as they trundle out from from the circuit, driving slow so they can still wave to fans.

“Well… I’m sure we’re going to have fun tonight. That’s all.” He says it, staring at Alex like he’s supposed to just get it. Lifting his bushy eyebrows and making big, suggestive eyes at Alex.

“Okay mate,” Alex replies curtly, almost upset that he doesn’t know what Lando is insinuating, preferring to stare out the window than entertain him. Lando leans in closer and Alex is privy to the sight of his pores and scruffy facial hair.

“Haven’t you… you know. With Logan.” Alex’s eyes naturally grow three times in size. The chatter up the front between Jon and Patrick has blurred into white noise.

“Haven’t I what with Logan?” he whisper-shouts and a large wrinkle forms in between Lando’s eyebrows as he surveys Alex’s expression.

“Oh… I just thought—hmm, never mind.” It’s the nonchalance that Lando has, unintentional or not, that contributes to the rising anxiety that climbs up Alex’s throat. It probably is intentional, knowing Lando and his uncanny ability to make you feel uncomfortable in a split second. Alex has known him since they were kids and has been the victim to this many times before.

But this time it’s different.

What are Lando and Oscar engaging in that is so secret? Is it enriching his young teammate’s life? Providing him with the foundations to grow and develop as a young driver in his first year in F1? Has Alex failed Logan?

To: Lando

what are u playing at

Alex types in furiously before shooting a pointed glare at Lando. The text notification pings noisily and Lando checks his phone before staring back at Alex, an ambiguous expression drawing on his face.

Lando

r u sure u don’t kno what i’m talking abt

cmon alex you’ve had teammates b4

Alex doesn’t know what that’s supposed to mean. There was Daniil, Max, Nicky, before Logan. All three of them shared virtually nothing in common—apart from a girlfriend, the same seat… semantics.

Alex

come out w it already

Lando gives him another unnerving look before he gestures with his hand to come closer. Alex warily leans in and Lando cups his hand around his ear.

“Didn’t Max you know… give you a blowy or something after your first podium?”

Alex blanches.

“No?! Wh—why would he?” Alex whispers back and Lando retreats, frowning at him.

“It’s a tradition Alex. Like… a vintage F1 thing I dunno. That’s what Carlos told me,” he says defensively and it’s Alex’s turn to frown at him.

Max had DNF’ed Tuscany. Asking for a blowjob from Max Verstappen after retiring a race would have been a death wish.

“So what, you just exchange… favours with your teammate after they podium?” There is so much to unpack here.

Daniil, Max, and Nicholas had all been seeing people when Alex was working with them. And even if they were and still wanted to seek out this… tradition, he was not nearly close enough with them to be comfortable giving them any sort of pleasure or engage in homewrecking behaviour. Daniil had a girlfriend at the time, who despite everything, ended up with Max in the time that Alex had been both of their teammates. Even if they did want something, he knows he wouldn’t have been their first choice. It would have been Pierre or Daniel or virtually anyone but him.

And well… Nicky was Nicky. Thinking back, he liked Nicholas enough to maybe give him a handy after Japan, but he retired that race and wanted to rot in his room with Lily rather than get anywhere near his teammate’s dick.

Plus, Lando has enough podiums to warrant that kind of thing. Alex drags the FW45 into points and he would never want Logan to serve him like some kind of dog. He’s already struggling with the car and the pressure as is. Propositioning his twenty-two-year-old teammate also feels illegal.

And after all that, Logan would probably want to make out with Oscar more than Alex.

“Yeah well it’s not like a rule but y’know. They call it team bonding,” Lando says with a slimy grin that Alex wants to peel off his face like a visor tear-off.

“You’re an idiot.”

Jon’s ears perk up at the sound of Alex berating Lando.

“What did I miss?”

“Nothing!” Lando squeaks out like a school boy just caught flipping through a dirty magazine and Alex properly claps him over his bucket hat.

Once they get off and go back to their hotels, Lando just holds onto Alex’s wrist and sends him a message with those hazel eyes that get Lando just about anything in life. The message doesn’t get through because Alex does not want to ask or do anything about this topic or revisit it any time soon. He pats Lando on the back before scuttling off to the elevator.

After a shower, Alex is left to his own devices. Against his own will, he’s reminded of Lando and Oscar somewhere in this hotel and then vivid images of them—

He rubs his eyes and presses his forehead against the glass of the desk in his room.

Logan is not a bad looker. He’s attractive, in fact. Blonde hair, blue eyes, tall, and with a weirdly sonorous voice. He’s blatantly American, what with his selection of favourite movies and idiosyncratic language, which Alex has taken time getting used to since they first met. But it’s not a complete turn-off. They get along well both in and out of the car—Logan, green and zealous despite his normal, relaxed disposition and Alex more than willing to teach him the ropes. He also laughs at whatever Alex says but isn’t afraid to call him out when he’s talking rubbish. Alex’s loose lips usually get him in trouble but what Logan says when the cameras aren’t around makes him wonder what else he does when Alex isn’t around either.

Lily’s never been into white guys but she agrees when he calls her, unable to stew in his own thoughts any longer, that Logan is in fact, not bad.

‘Not bad’ is her way of making Alex feel better when the person at hand is not exactly her type—tanned, big eyes, funny… Alex could go on but Lily’s taste veers off into unknown territory past those three traits. She’d found Lando’s ex cute and Yuki sweet, so he’s not sure where the Venn Diagram would be drawn between those two.

“If you want babe… you could just ask him.”

“Hmm?” is Alex’s intelligent response. They’re sunbaking on a boat in the middle of the Mediterranean Sea and Alex is both sun-fatigued and exhausted after Lily had wrangled him below the deck before lunch. This is what twenty-seven does to you.

“If he’s interested.”

“In what?”

“Were you even listening to me?”

Alex looks down at her and immediately locks eyes with her shiny lips, then the sunscreen streak on her cheek that she missed. Lily pokes him in the cheek with a roll of her eyes.

“I meant Logan. I dunno, maybe the next GP will bring you guys something good… then you can broach the—” she gestures vaguely at his crotch and Alex groans. The downforce required at Zandvoort is nigh impossible for their car but he still wants—

He wants to ask. Which is terrifying.

Logan’s been having a hell of a summer break as well. He’s not missed the Instagram posts of him and his mates, who more or less kind of look like him, hanging out by the pools and doing whatever it is young people do but Alex digresses. Maybe he’ll be well-rested and ready to tackle the second half of the season. Maybe he won’t be entirely creeped out by Alex wanting to touch his dick.

Whether he gets his dick wet or he’s the one with his hands down Logan’s pants… that’s something they can iron out.

Lily just laughs at his look of confusion and disbelief morphing into latent realisation. She knows him better than he knows himself sometimes and it’s strange to think that she’s okay with this. If she ever wanted to do something with someone else, Alex doesn’t know if he’d be able to handle it as gracefully as she did. As she does. He’d always want her to be happy and fulfilled, and knows that she’d always come back to him, but putting that into words is difficult for him without coming off insecure or doubtful. He doesn’t know if he could truly be uncertain of her when she’s been by him, through sickness and health and near-death, bar the shiny rock. They’re not quite wanting that yet.

So if he sucks off Logan Sergeant come next GP, he’ll do her proud.

“You’re thinking too much right now Alex Albon.” He furrows his eyebrows at her and swipes away at her sunscreen.

“Sue me for thinking very hard about this.”

“Oh I’m sure you are.”

She cackles when he turns around and scoops her up. Alex is twenty-seven but he still has a little fight in him.

#alex/logan #logan/alex #alogan? lalex?#lando fucking alex’s shit up mentally #caihongs #f1 fic #lolex

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campwillowpeak · 1 year

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Hmm maybe a double dydoe? :O

Momma there's only one course of action here. Have a poll to see how many piercings HarperCollins final wang will have. 🤣😝

YOU KNO WHAT U RITE!

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draculagerard · 9 months

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hey I'm seeing paramore soon but I've never been big into them, what do I listen to and what do I wear? (I kno ur a Hayley Williams stan so I figured I'd ask u) <3

Oh my god?? Woah holy shit have fun! and hmm I'm really the last person to come to when asking for outfit choices lmao. not very good at that. but I can help you with the listening part though for sure!

my advice for people getting into paramore is always the same: start with the Riot! album and then listen to whatever songs you feel like listening to. Riot! is great and also a classic lol.

However if youre asking in a live-show sense, I think you should definitely listen to This Is Why, too, since it IS the theme of the tour kinda. being the newest album and all. also i think it shouldnt be hard to find a 2023 setlist playlist for paramore just to get an idea of what songs they've been playing !!

#hope this is coherent cause im writing this while being very dizzy so i dont know if i phrased stuff right kjsfkjwf #moose asks #liz

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cloudlesbian · 7 months

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hiiiiii what's your favorite sea creature? and why!

Hello! At first I was like hmm do I? BUT u already kno I'm a maximalist anesthetics wise,, how could it be any other than the humble but fabulous nudibranch

I also really like a good lionfish

She's serving your honor!!

#asks #thnks for the ask griffin!

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arievir · 2 years

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Chapter 1 - The white envelope

Masterlist TNBT

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…When Gojo was 5 years old…

“Mama, Gojo wan pay with Gedo” A kid Gojo who had large blue round eyes, red apple chubby cheeks, and white fluffy hair begged his mom.

“Then, eat all the carrots and we can go” His mom told him.

“Bud I don wann” A kid Gojo objected.

“You don’t want? Hmm, then maybe you should be at home for a week?” His mama giggled secretly.

“nahhh nooon” Gojo was scared that he couldn't play with his friend. He ate all the carrots until his cheeks swelled with vegetables.

When he finished with his food, his mom took him to the playground. He met his best friend who had short black hair with similar pink chubby cheeks. He ran to play with Geto.

“Gedo, take dis yahhhhhhhhhh” Gojo slowly punched Geto's cheek.

“Geto won’t gip dup, Godooooooo arghhhhhhh” Geto used his plump hand to block Gojo’s fake punch.

They both played until the evening. Geto got picked up by his mom while Gojo was waving to his friend. Gojo flopped down on the ground and played with sand to wait for his mama. He was playing until he heard a girl cry. He used his chubby hands to push him to stand up and jogged to find a girl behind the tree.

“Ha hey, why are yu cryning?” Gojo asked a girl with black shoulder-length hair.

“My ice ceam fell donw on the floo” Utahime explained.

Gojo looked down to the ground. He quickly ran to the closest ice cream shop and asked them to give him a new one. He told them his mom would come and pay later because he didn’t have money. Nevertheless, they gave ice cream to him for free.

Gojo believed people were kind to him because he was cute. Back then, he just didn’t know how powerful his clan was. No one wouldn’t know who this boy was.

Gojo came back with ice cream in his hand and gave it to Utahime. That was when they confronted each other for the first time and the love story between them happened.

Since then, Gojo Satoru’s priority mission was to make her happy. He was secretly in love with her. She was the most beautiful person he had ever met. His love for Iori Utahime grew more and more every day. Though he understood it was his one-sided love.

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…When Gojo was in high school…

That was when his love began stronger. It was in spring on the high school orientation day. He walked into school lazily with Geto, his best friend.

Utahime was under the big pink sakura tree. The breeze blew lightly, her raven hair swayed along with the wind. She slowly tucked her hair behind her ear using her slender fingers.

He believed his breath was taken for a moment while looking at her. It was like everything around him stopped but her. She was the only thing that was still moving in his ocean eyes.

He smiled shyly before walking to talk to her. “Hey!! Do you kno-”

“No” Utahime told him.

“What! I-I haven't asked you yet. Aren’t you happy we’re in the same school AGAIN?” Gojo pouted.

“What a nightmare. Hey Shoko!” Utahime waved to her female friend and began to walk to Shoko.

“No saying ‘Hi’ for me too?” Geto asked.

“I hate both of you, so NO” Utahime huffed.

“But I don’t hate you,” Gojo said after stopping her and lowering himself to meet her chocolate brown eyes.

Utahime tried to composure herself, but her cheeks didn’t cooperate with her. “U-um, G-Go away”

Gojo chuckled and shook his head lightly. He watched as his friends wandered ahead of him. He arched his elbow to hold his bag across his shoulder. Then, he ran to walk next to Utahime and got in the building together.

During his high school years, he would say it was the most enjoyable time in his life. He was the roommate of Geto when Utahime lived with Shoko. Occasionally, he made an excuse to go see Utahime at her place.

“Oiii, my room runs out of face wash. I need to use yours” Gojo yelled when he entered their place.

“Gojo!!! Not my own bathroom!!!! A-And I don’t have men's face wash!!!” Utahime shouted to him but it was too late.

Utahime sat on the sofa. “Why does he need to use my bathroom where there are 2 bathrooms and 2 bedrooms here?”

“I think he likes you, Hime” Shoko said.

“If he likes me, he should have told me. Just saw him go on a date with our classmate yesterday” Utahime said.

“And I think you like him a lot too” Shoko told Utahime.

“NO! I don't. W-why would I like someone who doesn’t like me?!” Utahime hurriedly opposed.

“Ask him” Shoko said.

“Ask me what?!” Gojo popped his head out from Utahime’s bedroom and began getting close to where Utahime sat.

“N-Nothing” Utahime replied.

“Ohh. Okay. Hey Utahime, yesterday I went shopping, and I bought something for you” Gojo shoved his hand into his jean’s pocket before smiling and throwing a red panty on Utahime’s face.

“I saw you only have black and white panties, so it’s a gift” Gojo said with a big smile.

“GO-JO” Utahime’s cheeks were blushing both from anger and embarrassment. After that, it was a mess when she threw everything she could grab at him.

Sometimes, all four of them went to have dinner together and Gojo always sat next to Utahime. It was natural for Gojo and Utahime to do everything together.

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…When Gojo was in university…

Gojo clan was famous for owning the biggest media company in the country. Undoubtedly, people knew him not only as of the only heir but also as one of the smartest people who had a pretty high IQ of around 200. He got offers from universities, but chose to do examinations with the same process as everyone else and had the highest scores on tests.

Once they got into university, they still studied in the same university, just in different faculties.

Gojo was a hot guy as well as Geto. Gojo was playful and positive, always friendly flirting with women. Geto was reserved and sweet, always calm cold to women.

Gojo had many women who craved to be called his but Gojo always held those women more like a one-time thing. If a woman said yes to one quick session with him, then he would be okay. If they said no or wanted a commitment from him, he would ask them to find a better person because his heart was already taken.

It hurt him a lot when he discovered Utahime date men. He really really wanted to snatch her away and punched those stupid faces who dared to look at her, but he wouldn't do something that made her unhappy. He wanted to be selfish, deep down he realized it was his fault that he couldn’t make her trust him.

Many women might have warmed his bed, but they meant nothing. He did it while waiting for his crush. He wished Utahime to explore the world, to find what she liked, to have some freedom. No matter how long he would need to wait, he would wait until he was sure she was happy without him.

“Utahime, what are you gonna do today?” Gojo asked while driving her back to her place.

“Reading” she replied.

“Wanna go on a date with me?” Gojo asked.

“No”

“Whyyyyyy?”

“Because don't want to be one of the women who wait for you on your bed, or in your bathroom, or maybe in the trunk of this car too” Utahime answered.

“Say you love me back and I’ll only have you. I don’t need anyone. I only need you” Gojo announced.

“Stop playing, Gojo. You’ve been asking me this since Naoya asked me on a date. You know, I won't date him, so no need to protect me” she explained.

“It’s not about that idiot. Don’t you believe me that I can have only you?” Gojo asked after parked the car in front of her apartment.

Utahime signed “I believe you and I know if you find someone you truly love, you would do anything for that person”

Gojo smiled and nodded before his smile was gone after hearing the word ‘BUT’.

“BUT I know you just want to tease me too. You told me you liked me when we were in middle school and a second later you asked me what the color of my panty was”

“Well, t-that w-was when we were in middle school! I have grown up now!” Gojo fought.

“Right…right, in high school, you told me you liked me a lot. A second later, you told me you saw my bra in my bathroom and it looked like an old lady bra. You even suggested that I needed to change my styles” Utahime had an annoying look while digging her memory.

“Utahime, t-that was in high school!!!” Gojo yelled in protest and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

“Ohh last week, you told me you are in love with me, I was better than any woman you came across with because I didn't have a g-string panty” Utahime smiled at him but Gojo felt like she wanted to kill him.

She got out of his car and went back to her room. Once she was in her private bedroom, she sat down on the floor. She placed her forehead on her knees.

Unfortunately, Gojo never knew Utahime had the same feeling for him. She was hopelessly in love with him. More years had passed, more love grew in her heart. She witnessed how he flirted with women or how he played with them.

Days went by, and she learned those women were nothing, but her jealousy was never gone. Yet, Gojo had proved it, no matter what happened he would always be by her side. He always came for her. Still, she disliked how he was always so touchy with other women that much.

Every day with Gojo was happy. She wished she could say yes to him every time he asked her out if he was serious about asking it.

She wanted the world to know she was his girlfriend. Nonetheless, what if the relationship didn’t work?, what if she broke up with him and lost him forever?, what if he didn’t love her as much as she loved him? what if she's not enough for him?

For Gojo, he was never fearful of anything. If it didn’t work, he would make it work. Still, the most fearful would make Utahime feel unhappy. He couldn’t stop himself from being scared to lose her.

That was why he ended up teasing her after trying so hard to confess his love. That was why he rather wanted to be an option for her, he wanted her to decide who would be good enough to walk with her, though if that person wasn’t him, he could accept it, probably…

He sank more into his driver's seat and covered his face with his palm. “Hime, you don’t know how much I love you”

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After they graduated from the university, Gojo, Geto, and Shoko worked as professors at the university while Utahime worked in a different branch.

Even Gojo and Utahime worked in different universities. Gojo always drove to her place to spend time on the weekends with her.

Gojo and Utahime liked to go hiking together. He didn’t like or dislike it, but he would do it because she liked it. Even though he had to wake up at 4am and pick her up at 6 am, he would do it.

Even though he wanted to go home to take a rest, if she wanted to continue, he would do it.

Even though he had a lot of work to complete and may not be able to sleep at night, he would still choose to be with her.

“Gojo, you don’t need to come with me. I can go with other friends” Utahime told him.

“I want to spend time with you,” Gojo said softly.

Utahime looked up to meet his stunning eyes. It was so close, so close for her to tell him. She loved him a lot until Gojo’s phone rang.

“Hey Rin, I’m busy. I’ll call you back” Gojo hung up.

“Rin? My co-worker? Is she your girlfriend?” Utahime asked with slight anger.

“I never have a girlfriend. That spot is saved for you. And I don’t like Rin” Gojo responded.

Utahime closed her eyes. She cursed herself to have these complicated feelings. She was at her limit now. She felt like she was at a dead end. She didn’t know what to do, or where to go. She never knew what she was going to decide would change everyone's lives forever.

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At her workplace, it was still an ordinary morning for Utahime, but it was a busy morning for everyone. She noticed a lot of her co-workers were busy doing make-up.

“Rin, what happened?”

“Ohh, we got a new professor. He’s so handsome” her co-worker told her while smirking.

Utahime knew Rin liked Gojo a lot. She was irritated to hear that Rin approached Gojo though Rin told her once that she thought Gojo and Utahime looked good together. Maybe it was a lie.

Utahime slowly turned to where the head of school was walking along with a handsome man. For the first time in her life, she couldn’t take her eyes off someone since her eyes were always focused on Gojo.

He was so tall and muscular though his gray plaid suit tried to hide his body. His hair looked neat with the styling gel, but she could tell without the gel, his hair might be soft. His hair color was blond and shining like the sun in the morning.

Utahime bit her pink bottom lip without realizing it. She was nervous, she remembered it now. She met him before in one of her classes at the university.

She was recalling her past situation with him and wasn’t aware Nanami got close to her.

“Iori?” Nanami called her name.

“Nanami” Utahime smiled shyly.

“Good to see you again” Nanami said while sitting next to her.

“Me too. D-do you remember me?” Utahime murmured softly.

“Of course, you sat next to the window and tied your hair with the big red bow. Hmm, also you secretly ate cookies” Nanami chuckled and placed his elbow on the table and positioned his face on his hand while looking at her.

Her cheeks were hot. She was shocked how he could remember those small details when she tried so hard to recall that day. She couldn't remember much about that day except Nanami was very kind and different from other men she met.

Since Nanami worked at the same university with her, she got to spend time with him more often. She had lunch with him every day, and had coffee with him when they had no class. However, she never got to spend time with him on the weekends.

…

“Nanami, what are you doing this Saturday?” Utahime asked.

“Nothing special” Nanami replied while reviewing the paper.

“Iori, do you need anything?”

“N-no”

“I’m about to go home, so take care, Utahime” Nanami gathered his stuff and walked to the door.

….

“Nanami, d-do you like hiking?” Utahime asked.

“Not much. Do you?” Nanami looked at her.

“Yes!! Do you want to go on the weekend together?” Utahime questioned.

“I can’t but will find time” he responded.

Utahime opened her mouth in an attempt to ask him something until she heard the familiar voice of a male friend.

“Himeeeeeeeeeee”

Both Utahime and Nanami saw Gojo walking with Rin to where they were.

Gojo stared at Nanami. The white-haired man had a strange feeling when he saw the blond man.

At the same time Nanami looked straight at those ocean eyes. He had an annoying feeling forming in his chest.

“You must be Nanami who the girls are talking about” Gojo spoke.

“I’m Nanami but not sure why the girls are talking about me” Nanami said.

“Gojo, I-” Utahime got cut off by Rin.

“Hime, the head of school wants to talk to you. You should go.” Rin smiled at Utahime.

Utahime was hesitant to leave Nanami here alone. However, it appeared Nanami could read her mind.

“Utahime, I’ll be fine. I’ll see you later” Nanami assured her.

After that, Utahime walked away, Rin approached Nanami.

“Gojo is Hime’s boyfriend” Rin muttered.

“Are you her boyfriend?” Nanami asked.

“Yes,” Gojo responded harshly.

“Then, Rin, I don't think it’s appropriate to be close to your co-worker’s boyfriend. You should respect Utahime and her privacy. Utahime is a nice person. She deserves good people and manners. If you both don't mind, please excuse me” Nanami wandered to his office.

Gojo observed Rin’s expression. She deserved it. The way she talked behind Utahime made Gojo angry, so he broke Rin’s heart and that was why Rin fled to a new guy. However, the method Nanami used is good for him too.

“You hear that right? So don’t keep calling me as I told you not to do a while ago” Gojo looked down at Rin’s shocked expression and left.

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The week later Utahime tried to ask him out again.

“Kento, any plans this weekend?”

“Nothing particular” Nanami leaned forward.

“W-what? Why are you looking at me?” Utahime leaned back.

Nanami smiled “Nothing, let's go to class. You don't want students waiting for you, right?”

Utahime looked at how Nanami stood up and pushed his chair in place before standing behind her to wait for her and began walking together.

It always felt so good to be with Nanami. He was kind, smart, and gentle. He was a person she hoped to be with, but deep down she knew there was always a spot for Gojo in her heart.

While they were walking, Utahime asked him a question. “Wanna hang out on the weekend?”

“I thought you always spend time with your boyfriend” After he replied, he was stopped walking by Utahime who grabbed his muscular arm.

“Who told you that?” Utahime asked.

“Rin and your boyfriend” Nanami responded.

“Nanami, I don’t have A boyfriend!” Utahime shouted.

Nanami raised his hands in defeat before touching her head. “Okay, no need to be mad”

Utahime hurriedly told him. “They were joking. I don’t have a boyfriend. Anyway, wanna hang-”

“Be your boyfriend?” Nanami looked straight in her eyes.

Utahime was shocked and avoided looking at his almond eyes. “N-no! Just hang out to get to know each other a-and maybe if it works, I-I don’t mind”

Nanami chuckled. “Let’s just see each other for now. This weekend, hmm, I don’t think I can meet you. It's my sister's graduation, so I have to be there for her”

“You have a sister?”

“Not related by blood, she lost her family when she was young. I thought of her as a sister and I've been taking care of her too. Well, she was like 8 years apart from us. Still young but a good girl” Nanami smiled warmly.

“C-can I go with you?” Utahime observed how Nanami seemed uneasy with her request.

“If you don't want me to go, it’s okay. Just thought it would be good if your sister saw many people since she umm lost her family” Utahime explained.

“I- also think it’s a good idea. But my sister is a quiet person. She doesn't talk a lot with new people. I don’t want you to think she’s weird. She experienced a lot in her life. I care about her and it’ll hurt me if someone hurts her” Nanami looked straight.

“I won't. Don’t you forget I’m a professor who teaches many kids!” Utahime laughed.

“Right, and a favorite professor among us” Nanami smiled.

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“Shokoooooooooooooo, what should I wear???”

“ohhh noooo, what should I get for his sister too? What kind of flowers? A doll? I don't know what she likes” Utahime whined.

“Hime, you’re not his girlfriend, and just be there to congratulate his sister,” Shoko said annoyingly.

“B-but we’re seeing each other!” Utahime protested.

“So?!” Shoko raised her voice.

“I like Nanami!!!” Utahime shouted.

“What did you say?” Gojo opened the door of her apartment with a gloomy face.

“Gojo… How come you can open it?” Shoko asked.

“I know the password of course!” Gojo responded.

“More like I know it” Geto walked in following his white hair friend.

“How come did you know?” Utahime questioned.

“You were drunk and told me last time” Geto smirked.

When everyone was shocked by Geto’s response, Gojo walked straight to Utahime, then carried her on his shoulder and walked out of the apartment.

After Geto and Shoko watched, they both left the door. Geto broke the silence first.

“Gojo should tell her”

“I think they both should come clean and you should too” Shoko said.

Geto said nothing, but sat on the couch. He had been Gojo’s best friend for a long time. He knew how much Utahime meant for Gojo. Geto had also looked out for Utahime for a while, as much as he liked her, he could tell Utahime loved Gojo.

He just wanted to see two people who he loved the most stop being idiots and ended up with each other. However, he understood that sometimes human’s feelings and ideas could be unreasonable to find out.

At the same time, Gojo carried Utahime to a park close to her apartment. He gently dropped her on a bench. Then, he crouched down on one knee to look at her eyes.

“Why, Nanami?” the white-haired man asked.

“Just want to try. It might be possible” Utahime replied.

“Then, why can't you try with me? why can’t it be me?” his icy blue eyes locked on her.

“I- Gojo, we’re just seeing each other. I-I just think if it’s Nanami, I may be happy” Utahime averted his eyes.

Gojo’s eyes were still stable, but his heart was ripped to pieces. Right, he would wait until she chose, his priority was to protect her happiness. Slowly, his mouth formed into a wide smile.

“I respect your decision. Just remember this, I’m still here. Lets’ go, they’re waiting for us” Gojo stood up and began walking ahead.

Utahime looked at his back. It was too complicated. She still loved him. She had loved him since she was young, it wouldn’t be too easy to stop loving someone whenever she wished. Nevertheless, the new rose that just bloomed was too seductive, too fresh to try.

“Thanks for bringing us dinner, Geto!” Shoko shouted.

“Excuse you!!!!!!! I was the one who paid for it” Gojo frowned.

“You did for Hime anyways” Shoko murmured.

“What? What did you say? I don't hear it” Gojo gave her a fierce glare.

“The reason I murmured was that I didn’t want you to hear, idiot” Shoko clarified.

Geto and Utahime laughed at how Shoko and Gojo were about to start a fight.

“I HATE YOU!” Gojo yelled before running to hug Utahime.

Utahime was stunned at how his smell surrounded her. It earned her heart pound too fast. Shortly, she recalled how Kento misunderstood her relationship with Gojo. Utahime used all her power to push away Gojo’s body far from her.

“Stop hugging me. I don’t want anyone to get the wrong idea that you’re my boyfriend” Utahime yelled.

“Like I care” Gojo stuck his tongue out.

“By anyone, I think you mean ‘Nanami’ right?” Geto spoke from his place.

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere was heavy. Gojo was silent. Utahime could only look at her hand. Shoko and Geto felt sorry, but they could do nothing more than watch how the situation would unfold.

Gojo acknowledged that he was making Utahime have a difficult time because he couldn’t accept her situation. How could he do it? This was the first time he saw she was actually serious about having a relationship with men.

Not just any man, but more a good man like Nanami. Yes, he heard about Nanami from girls who worked with Nanami and Utahime. Besides, he experienced how Nanami talked with Rin. He saw with his own eyes at how Nanami was kind, smart, and handsome.

“Hime, let’s go somewhere on the weekend. We haven't hung out together for a while, you know! when I ask you out, you always say ‘this weekend I have papers to grade’, Just Give Me time!!!” Gojo scowled.

“Umm, can’t do this weekend too. I-I have to go to the graduation ceremony with Nanami” Utahime clarified.

“Why do you have to go with him? For who?” Geto was curious.

“For Nanami’s sister. Not his real real sister, but seems like Nanami has known her since she was young, right? that was what you told me, wasn't it?” Shoko eyed at Utahime.

“Yeah…” Utahime replied shortly.

“Where will it be?” Gojo asked.

“At the university you both work” Utahime looked between Gojo and Geto.

Both men didn’t say anything, just nodded. Yet, no one knew except Gojo that he just thought of a special plan for Utahime and Nanami.

“Have fun then! Geto, let’s go, these ladies need time to relax” Gojo dragged Geto from the sofa and left the apartment.

Utahime watched as Gojo pulled Geto out from her apartment.

“Shoko, I don't feel good…Gojo said nothing” Utahime chewed her soft lip.

“Don't think too much. Let’s go sleep” Shoko touched Utahime's head and walked into a guest bedroom.

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Sakura was blossoming everywhere. People carried gifts and greeted each other. Parents came to celebrate with their children. You stood under one of the white sakura trees. The surroundings were full of happiness, but you felt bitter.

You were glancing at the sakura above your head while waiting for Nanami. He was a special person for you besides Yuki and Toge.

You heard someone calling your name, so you looked to see a man with black hair. He was tall and pale. He wasn’t so handsome, but he was so cute with his personality, voice, and those eye bags.

“Y/N!!!” Yuta shouted.

You grinned at him and waved your hand.

“Are you waiting for Nanami?” Yuta asked.

You nodded and peeked at his hands that were hidden behind his back.

Yuta bent his body forward and beamed at you before giving a bouquet of white, blue, purple, and pink hydrangeas. “For you, y/n. Thanks for being with me and thanks for accepting me”

You slowly took his bouquet from his hand. Then, you looked into your traditional Japanese purse until you found a handmade bracelet that you customized specifically for Yuta. It was a silver chain with a blue moon double dangle and a glittering silver star.

“It’s so pretty! Is this a gift for my graduation?” Yuta asked and offered his wrist to you.

You nodded and deliberately wrapped the bracelet around his wrist. You watched how he looked between his wrist and you. Suddenly, both of you heard his phone ring. He checked the message to see who it was.

“I have to meet my relatives and parents, sorry y/n, can I see you later?”

You nodded and gave him a soft smile.

Yuta turned back and was about to run, but he stopped and turned to you again. “You’re so beautiful with the kimono”

Your eyes were wider. Your cheeks were rosy. You stared as Yuta hurried to find his family. You met Yuta when you first got to university. He was a friend of Toge and he came to your house a lot to hang out with Toge. To you, Yuta was someone you could talk to without feeling like a freak.

“Y/n” a woman's voice that you remembered, your aunty.

“Yuki!” you ran to hug her.

“Baby, where is Toge? I was late because I thought he would be with you!! I will put him in jail when I see him” Yuki sulked.

You giggled quietly. “I told him to meet his friends because I’m waiting for …”

“Nanami?” Yuki cut you off as she understood deeply how important Nanami was to you.

“Baby, Yuta is a nice guy too, just so you know. Anyway, gotta find that boy and bring him here, so we all can take a photo for our family!” Yuki winked at you before running away. You only shook your head.

“Congratulations, angel”

You immediately looked to where the voice came from. Only one person who would call you that was your admirer, Nanami.

You were about to say his name, gladly you saw it first, you saw he came with a woman with long black hair.

You bent yourself to greet them. There was no smile on your face, just a natural expression you had when you meet strangers. Though inside, you were disappointed that he brought someone you didn’t know with him.

“Y/n, this is my co-worker, Utahime. Utahime, this is y/n, my sister I told you about” Nanami introduced both of you.

‘Sister’ you thought. Yes, that was you could be for him. You reminded yourself.

“Y/n, it’s nice to meet you. Here it is” Utahime gave you a bouquet of red and white roses.

You took it and bent to her.

“Nanami and I spent a lot of time choosing it! Nanami’s excited to be here” Utahime told you.

You nodded.

“Ohh, u-umm I’m sorry that I’m here without asking for your permission. I-I just heard a lot about you so I wanted to congrat you. I hope you don’t mind” Utahime explained.

You nodded lightly and bent yourself in appreciation for Utahime.

“Y/n, where are Yuki and Toge? Why do they let you be here alone?” Nanami asked.

You pointed to where Yuki ran to find Toge.

“Okay, let’s go find them, come with us please Utahime” Nanami placed his hand on your back and walked next to you while Utahime was on the other side of him.

Utahime glimpsed at you. She never expected this when Nanami said you didn’t talk much to a stranger. This wasn’t just didn't talk much, but you didn’t even talk AT ALL.

You all were walking to find Yuki and Toge until…

“Nanaminnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn”

All three of you looked at where the man's voice was. It was your first time meeting this tall and well built person. His hair was white and looked fluffy like snow. His eyes were so radiant and blue like the sky on a clear day. Your eyes were caught at the sunflower on his hand that was slowly coming in front of you.

“For you, little one” Gojo smiled shiningly at you.

You slowly took the flower from his hand and looked up to see the sky-blue eyes.

You and Gojo locked eyes with each other and only God knew how long.

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