haitanin

[haitanin]

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐈𝐍 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐓 — 𝐉𝐔𝐉𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐔 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐍

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, megumi fushiguro + nanami kento

warnings : suggestive / making out, day dreaming about makeout sessions with them :,) also i’m ageing them up just cause

note : i am down so horrendously bad i need help </3

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

had been out annoying nanami when he’d returned home, his white hair a little messier than before he left, and the first few buttons of his blue shirt undone to reveal the defined muscle underneath while his glasses sit low on his face. he shoots you one of his more handsome smirks when you meet him in the hallway, and satoru’s breathing hitches when he feels your fingers wrap around his belt, the slight brush of your hand against the skin underneath has a shakey exhale slipping from his smirk before you’re pulled against his chest, your lips crashing against his. the kiss is messy, satoru’s hands are grabbing at your body as he groans against your lips, caging you against the wall behind you, before finally pulling away with a breathless rasp of a laugh, just so he can speak over your now swollen lips, guiding your hands back to the buckle of his belt with half lidded eyes and a deeper tone than his usual playful one. “fuck—if you want them off that bad, baby—you just have to ask.”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

you were excited to try this one on him while he scrolled through his phone, approaching him quietly. suguru’s eyes meet yours almost immediately when you stop before him, earning a softer smile from the dark haired sorcerer as he smoothes his hand along your arm, a wordless question of what’s wrong—but before he can do mutter the words you pull him in for a kiss and swallow the question instead. he’s quick to move his lips against your own, guiding you backwards until your back meets the cold surface of the wall behind you—but his hands feels warm when they trace up your figure, his fingers wrapping tightly around your jawline as his tongue dips past your lips to slide against your own. you’re reduced to only soft pants when suguru finally pulls away, his dark eyes trained on yours while his thumb traces along your now swollen bottom lip, followed by an exhale before he places a peck on your lips soon after “g-god, you’re so pretty.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

you feel yourself grin when you meet his brighter one, approaching him a little giddily from across the room. you know you have to move quickly, knowing he’d want to pull you into his arms almost immediately anyway. so you watch his lips part when he feels your fingers graze the skin under his belt, his lips meeting yours almost immediately after. you hear yuuji groan sharply against your lips, grabbing shamelessly at your ass and you still feel his smile when he kisses you, his lips messily moving along your own. he beams when you finally pull away, dipping into steal a few quick kisses after before he speaks—a little breathlessly but still as cheerily. “baby! that was so hot! what was that for?” he beams, and he makes sure that whenever he walks up to you and has on a belt, to not so subtly stretch while throwing glances between it and you as if he’s hinting for you to do it again.

・✶ ｡ﾟFUSHIGURO MEGUMI

you watch the corners of his lips upturn slightly as you approach him, watching him run a hand through his messy hair before stretching out his muscles. his eyes widen then flutter closed when you grab his belt, a shiver jolting his body when he feels your touch on his skin, and you wait until his arms fall back by his side before pulling him in for a sloppy kiss—the kind that has him whimpering and melting into you immediately. it’s you who pulls away first, admiring the way megumi’s eyes are still closed as he chases your lips, hands falling onto your hips almost naturally. but as soon as his eyes open and meet your own, his lips are quick to pull into a cute frown, his swollen bottom lip jutting out softly before he clears his throat a little awkwardly—mumbling something under his breath about you being annoying before trying to hide his blush in the crook of your neck, and trying to fix the sudden tightness in his pants.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

you were both getting ready to go out for dinner when you hear him come in to check you’re ready. his eyes are dark, already trained on how good you looked as he exhales shakily. “so, breathtaking” nanami breathes, and you wait for him to get close enough before grabbing his belt, pulling him sharply towards you and smashing your lips against his—hearing his palm land heavily on the wall behind you to steady himself, while his other arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer against his broad chest. his lips continue to move against yours, and you hear nanami growl into the kiss before tugging on your bottom lip as he pulls away, his face pulled into a handsome frown while he catches his breath over you, his chest heaving—making you feel so small when he hovers over you, leaning closer until his lips ghost yours once more, his eyes heavy when they meet yours. “behave, sweetheart. you don’t want to miss dinner.”

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

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[haitanin]

YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FULL NAME — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

♱ warnings — sfw ; no warnings just fluff !

♱ note — hewo hi ! it’s been so long since i’ve written some fluffy stuff . but i’m finally back i swear ^3^ except more over the next few days also <3 !

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

satoru was usually the one always teasing you, so you decided you’d have a little fun of your own one night when he came home from work. he was used to the way his given name or “toru” would roll off your tongue, and you always noticed how the nickname in particular made the corners of his usual handsome smirk tug even wider when it was from your lips. but that’s what made you want to do this even more, even just to see how he’d react.

you were in the living room when satoru had returned home, usual grin in place when he notices your figure on the couch and you try to ignore the heat that blooms in your chest when he approaches you, finger curling under his blindfold to pull it over his head as his eyes give you an affectionate look over. “welcome home, gojo satoru.” you say sharply, refusing to meet his gaze but his footsteps don’t seem to falter despite the low hum that sounds from his lips. “oh?“ he drawls, and you‘re sure if you turned to look at him he’d have either an exaggerated pout on his lips or a teasing sort of look — you’re not sure which one.

but then satoru stops just short of you on the couch, and just before you finally give in and turn to meet his gaze — you hear him groan as his huge stature flops on top of yours with a humoured grin when he feels you try to escape, his arms hooking around your waist to keep you in place underneath him. “that sounds nice, sweet thing. gonna say it again f’ me?” he hums before pressing a wet kiss against the crook of your neck and you know he’s teasing you when you hear him huff out a laugh against the skin after, followed by an affectionate squeeze of his limbs around you. “you’re so annoying ‘toru.” you huff and he sighs, dramatically. “oh so now it’s back to ‘toru, you’re playing with my feelings here, angel.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ GETO SUGURU

you’d gotten so used to calling suguru by his given name that you honestly felt a little weird yourself even thinking of calling him his full name, it felt unfamiliar on your tongue but when you were too curious to see his reaction when you heard him return from the store, shrugging off his oversized jacket before he’s approaching you with a gentle sort of smile. “was it busy, geto suguru?” you say bluntly from where you’re stood in the kitchen, and you can basically feel the confusion that seems to radiate off of your boyfriend when he lets himself lean against the counter next to you.

“uh, was fine.. everything okay?” suguru hums, there’s a caution to his words and he lets the silence linger for a few moments as his arms cross over his chest — just incase he really has done something to make you mad while he was gone. “yep.” you reply — might aswell go the whole mile — and there’s an awkward few seconds of silence before the dark-haired male across from you pushes himself off the counter and pulls you into his arms. “you sure?” he asks again, fingers coming to rest under your chin so he can press a chaste kiss against your lips that makes you soften immediately.

“cause i got you something, pretty girl.” suguru drawls next then kisses you again, letting his lips linger on yours a little longer when he feels your arms take their usual spot around his broad shoulders — and you’re pretty sure you feel his lips curl slightly against yours before he pulls away. “your favourite too.” he smiles and because you love him, you do the same — completely forgetting about your little prank. “only if we’re back to calling me suguru now, yeah?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

you weren’t too sure how yuuji was going to take your little prank, you’d fallen into calling him his given name pretty quickly so maybe he’d be a little confused as to why you’re using his full name suddenly — but you were still a little curious regardless considering how sweet he was. so you’d decided to try it just as he came out his shower, his giddy smile already in place when he sees you waiting for him in bed.

“nice shower, itadori yuuji?” you ask, trying to make your voice void of any emotion and the unfamiliar sound of his full name from your lips makes him stop in his tracks, although you’re pretty sure you watch him go through around 5 different scenarios in his head about why he was about to get yelled at. “did i forget to do something, baby? i swear i didn’t mean to leave my socks on the floor again — i’ll pick them up next time, can we still cuddle?” yuuji mumbles, his brows pulled into a frown as his lips jut out into a pout and watching him send you a puppy-dog eyed look makes you melt as much as it does laugh.

“did you leave them in the bathroom again, yuuji?” you grumble, and you watch your blushy-haired boyfriend groan as he presses the heel of his palm into his eyes — still managing to shuffle towards the bed despite the seven stages of grief he seems to be going through. “are you mad, baby?” yuuji asks again and you can’t find it in yourself to say you are when he’s obviously desperate to climb in beside you. “i’m just kidding!” you admit and you watch your boyfriends usual bright grin return to his lips before he’s quickly crawling in beside you and gathering you against his broad chest. “can you call me yuuji again?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

you were intrigued to how your boyfriend megumi was going to react considering how new being open about his feelings with you was, he was still a little awkward with love but it was intriguing and cute to watch him try to figure it out. so you wait until he returns from the bathroom to try and catch him off guard, waiting under the blanket in the living room as you continue to watch the movie that’s on the tv — trying to act like you’re totally not plotting when he finally returns.

“you’re back, fushiguro megumi.” you hum, sending him a quick side eye just so you can watch the way his brows furrow at the use of his full name, the look he sends you a little confused before he’s clearing his throat and returning to his place beside you. “uh, yeah.” megumi grunts before the silence falls between you both, and although you’re pretending to be preoccupied with the movie, you can feel your boyfriend’s gaze on you every few seconds, watching him awkwardly fiddle with the blanket between his hands like he’s thinking. “why did you call me that?” he finally asks, and you can tell he’s trying to act like he’s not been thinking about it for the past few minutes.

“what? it’s you’re name?” you play coy before turning to him and the pout on megumi’s lips only becomes more prominent before he clicks his tongue, a flush blooming on his cheeks as he avoids your gaze. “yeah i know that, but you normally don’t call me, that.. f-forget it.” he huffs and it’s so cute watching him suddenly miss the nickname he used to claim to hate, and it makes you melt. “do you miss ‘gumi?” you giggle and you watch your boyfriend groan before he’s mumbling something under his breath. “uh, n-no! i mean i just know you just like it.. so i thought you were mad, i don’t know. just use it.” he gets a little grumpy when he finds out it’s a prank but the blush that’s burns dark on his cheeks make you swoon anyway.

・✶ ｡ﾟ NANAMI KENTO

it was hard to usually get some sort of reaction out of nanami, he was a smart man and knew how to deal with you the best out of anyone, but you decided you would try anyway regardless. it was while you both were sat in the kitchen, watching him make his usual morning coffee as he got ready for work, sending you a drowsy, softer sort of smile from where you’re sat at the table. “what time will you be home, nanami kento?” you hum, tapping away at your phone before you feel the blonde man grunt quietly.

it feels fast the speed nanami ends up by your side, one of his large palms resting on your shoulder before he’s leaning down to press a kiss against your temple. “just after 6.. is that okay, sweetheart?” he asks in earnest, waiting patiently for your next answer like it’s the most important question he’s ever asked, but in reality he’s just wondering whether or not you’re actually mad at him.. and why. “yeah that’s fine.” you answer and you hear him hum lowly, a questioning sort of sound as his fingers tighten around your jaw to turn you gently to face him.

“i can try get away earlier, can pick up dinner on my way home.” you can tell he’s being cautious but the tone he uses with you is still as soft as it is true, and the thoughtful sort of suggestion from his makes your joke melt straight from your mind as you nod. “you’re okay, sweetheart?” nanami asks again before he’s pressing another kiss against your forehead and you find yourself completely forgetting about your little joke altogether.

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[haitanin]

THE MOMENTS WHERE THEY CALL YOU PRETTY — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

ღ warnings — some making out in gojo’s but just some very tooth rotting fluff honestly :,)

ღ note — these kinda suck but i’m posting anyways cause they still came from my brain cell </3

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

when you’re sat on his lap. his slender fingers grabbing at your hips while his tongue moves messily alongside your own— hearing him groan between breathes and sloppy kisses when your fingers grab fistfuls of his hair, feeling him press your chest even closer to his own with a needy whimper as he sucks your lower lip between his teeth. satoru finally pulls away with a breathless chuckle, blinking up at you with messy hair, swollen lips and a pink cheeked smirk while his fingers squeeze your waist playfully and he leans in again. but instead his lips ghosting yours and the pools of clear blues gazing up at you have never seemed clearer between soft pants “shit—you’re so fuckin’ pretty, you know that?”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

when you’re asleep against suguru’s chest and the dull light from the tv playing your favourite show is bathing you in a warmer hue. the touches the dark haired sorcerer traces along your spine with his fingers are featherlight, gentle as he admires the way your cheek is smooshed against his chest and he can’t even begin to consider suppressing the crooked, lovesick grin that pulls at the corners of his lips. his other hand comes up higher until his palm is resting against your cheek and he leans forward, slowly, to smear a kiss along your skin in the hopes you feel it as an i love you. “look at you—so pretty, my pretty baby.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

everytime he sees you. a bright grin on yuuji’s features when you walk through the door of his apartment for movie night, before your boyfriend is almost sprinting towards you, arms outstretched followed by a childish laugh. “babyyy!! you look so pretty today!” he grins, bright and earnest and you can’t help but mirror the expression. “yuu, you saw me earlier.” you giggle and your pink haired boyfriend is quick to reply, “so—you do though.” he coos, peppering your face with eager kisses as his arms circle your waist, until you’re finally having to bat him off with a huff when you hear his friends calling on him from the living room. “i saved you a spot next to me, come on!” he laughs and you giggle when yuuji leans forward with a hopeful grin, nuzzling into your cheek and stealing another kiss with an enthusiastic laugh. “it’s your turn to pick the movie, baby!”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

before you leave the house. megumi stands infront of you, shuffling with the collar of his coat and brushing his messier, raven hair back from his face before his palm rests against the back of your neck, smoothing over the skin gently as he shoots you a softer smile— one only reserved for you. “do i look okay, gumi?” you breathe and you watch him soften before he answers, “you look pretty. you’re—uh, perfect.” megumi breathes, and theres a dusting of pink on his cheeks when he leans forward slowly, his lips pressing against your forehead softly before you feel him smile against the skin, following it with another before he pulls away again, palm still warm against your skin and you know his words are true.

・✶ ｡ﾟ NANAMI KENTO

every morning. walking into the kitchen to the smell of his familiar coffee, followed by the image of nanami leaning against the counter. his cloudy, drowsy eyes trained on you and a lazy smile tugging at the corners of his lips when he reaches forward to pull your back against his chest— motioning to your favourite morning drink already made for you on the counter. and you feel him place a gentle kiss against your temple before he speaks, his voice still laced with sleep “morning, sweetheart.” nanami grumbles and you melt at the sound before you hum back “morning.” feeling his arms around your waist tighten slightly as he rests his lips against your shoulder “god—you’re so pretty.”

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[haitanin]

THEY SUDDENLY GET BABY FEVER — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, itadori yuuji + fushiguro megumi

ღ warnings — like potential dad!au, aged!up characters, the sfw kind of baby fever.

ღ note — honestly idk wat this is but i’m putting it out here anyway ajahajakak, writing hcs in a prettier sort of way gives me nostalgia ^^

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

satoru smirks as he watches the way your smile spreads wider at the baby infront of you both at the store, a childish giggle ringing through the air and he feels his own heart warm because yours follows. suddenly finding his thoughts drifting off to a house, no.. a home—probably one too many pillows on the bed but it’s fine because at that moments it’s a bed for three. there’s three sets of fluffy slippers tossed haphazardly to the side, one pair half the size of the other two and again, his heart warms. there’s probably some kids show on the tv and three plates of the dessert he convinced you to let him have before dinner but his eyes are still watching you, and he’s still smiling just like you are now with your child, his child on your lap. crystalline eyes, another childish giggle and then again comes yours but this time it’s his own that follows after. his own heartbeat bringing him back as you smile up at him while you bag the groceries, “everything okay, ‘toru?” you breathe and he shoots you one of his usual handsome smirks, still laced with teasing but it’s softer this time when he smears a kiss along your temple. “hmm, just perfect, sweetheart.”

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

it was in the supermarket, and suguru feels his heart warm when he watches the child in cart next to you both giggle as they reach for him—a hopeful smile and tiny fingers and geto suguru feels his own smile bloom when he looks at you. maybe it’s because he can’t help but picture the same child’s eyes looking maybe just a little more like both yours and his, maybe they’d have his hair and your laugh, hopefully your heart too. thinking of the same supermarket trips but with the addition of baby food and milk formula, and his hand feels warm holding yours. suguru turns against to look at the baby—watching them wave goodbye when their parents leave the aisle, and he smiles when he notes that his hand still feels warm intertwined with your own. feeling him turn to kiss your forehead gently with a mumbled love confession against your skin, hoping that maybe in the next few years, maybe months, he’ll be speaking the same “i love you” for two.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

nanami feels something in his chest bloom when he looks down at the child wrapped around your leg, chuckling when their mother approaches from behind shortly after and apologises before retrieving their son. “you okay there?” you hum, there’s a teasing tone to your question, probably noting the content sort of smile that’s resting on his features, but he doesn’t mind, because he knows if he turns to face you he’ll be met with a familiar grin as you try to stifle your giggle, but he’s always thought you looked your prettiest when you were stuck between a smile and a laugh—you looked a lot like love. but nanami feels himself burn even warmer because maybe it’s that image that made him realise that he hoped his future looked a lot like that, like you. a secluded beach and a toothier grin similar to your own except smaller as it clings to your leg, you being the one to pick them up this time and instead of an apology there’s an “i love you.” and a smile, and as he turns to be met with the same one—he realises it looks alot like forever.

・✶ ｡ﾟFUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi watches you sway with your niece, your eyes a little tired from baby sitting but there was a softness that seemed to follow you—a gentle smile, humming a love song that he’s sure was the one that was playing on the radio during breakfast this morning, but he thinks he prefers the way it sounds like this. your eyes meet his as you laugh, offering him the baby as you watch the panic flash across his features for a moment before it’s replaced. he’d decline, but megumi knows you’d smile and he’d melt again, just like he always did. but his hands are still uncharacteristically clumsy when they reach for the baby, shuffling to get comfortable as he looks at you with a expression that says—is this okay? but when he sees that smile, the one that makes his cheeks flush, he knows it’s better than that. looking at the child in his arms and then back to you—he can’t help but agree because maybe this, felt just like it was supposed to.

・✶ ｡ﾟITADORI YUUJI

yuuji laughs as he makes a face at the child in the restaurant, his heart warming proudly when that same child lets out a cheerful laugh before clapping their tiny hands. but his eyes flicker to you when he notices the way they’re locked on him instead—your chin resting in your palm and your lips upturned, and he swears he feels his heart stutter, imagining that same look of love except it’s a smaller figure, grabbing at him from its place against your chest. maybe they’d have eyes that look like his but there’s a fire in them like yours, and he feels his heart rate quicken at the thought of three dinner plates at the table instead of the usual two, tiny fingers clasped around the ring on his fourth finger—forever, yuuji thinks. that same childish giggle from a moment ago rings again from the table over, bringing him back to reality and he can’t help but smile brightly back at you—his hand reaching for yours over the table with an eagerness that was so very him, as he imagines how a giggle similar would sound mixed with yours.

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[haitanin]

WAKING THEM UP FOR KISSES — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, nanami kento + fushiguro megumi

ღ warnings — some slight making out, sleepy boys <3

ღ note — i’ve had these in my drafts for so long so i’m finally putting them out into the world >.<

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

satoru’s arms tighten around you each time you jab at his chest until he almost jolts awake when you huff and slap at the toned muscle instead. he blinks down at you before he’s groaning and nuzzling into your figure, voice low and raspy as he pulls you close against his chest. “huh? tryna deliberately disturb my beauty sleep, pretty? how else will i keep being your good lookin’ boyfriend.” satoru breathes, his words still teasing despite how drowsy he sounds, “‘toru, just want a kiss.” you reply and it’s almost immediate when you feel one of his hands rest against your cheek, his legs tangling with yours when he lies back against his pillow, as if he’s checking to make sure you’re serious before shooting you a lazy, handsome smirk, followed by an almost smug hum. “oh? can’t wait ‘til morning? am i that irresistible, sweetheart?” satoru laughs, before he moves to lean over you slightly, leaning on his forearm as he finally captures your lips with his, and you feel him sigh into the kiss as his lips move softly alongside your own. his tongue swipes along yours for a moment before he’s pulling away again, falling onto his back and pulling you against his chest, peppering your face with a few more extra kisses. “hm, i don’t think i can sleep after that, pretty girl—” he muses and you reply quickly, “go to sleep, ‘toru.” but he laughs before squeezing you affectionately, “i don’t think so, you’ve woken me up now, angel — you gotta deal with me.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ GETO SUGURU

suguru lay against your chest as you grinned down at the way his cheek was smooshed against you, his dark hair messy from your hands as he breathes softly. “pssst, sugu?” you whisper and he you watch him shuffle on top of you, his arms circling your waist as he squeezes you tighter, mumbling something unintelligible under his breath before he gets comfortable again, melting into your figure once more. “sugu?” your words followed by a nudge this time as he peeks open one eye, frowning up at you “huh? you okay, pretty?” suguru grumbles, a drowsy pout on his lips but his fingers still smooth soothingly along your waist. “can i get a kiss?” you ask and there’s a beat of silence before he answers with a blink, then a soft “huh?” as he lets his still sleepy brain process the question. it only takes a few extra seconds of silence until you hear a groan from suguru, feeling him place a gentle kiss onto your stomach through the fabric of your shirt before he’s shuffling up your figure and his lips are suddenly on yours, softly moving against your own before he’s flopping back down, his face hiding in your neck with another grumble “was that it?” he smiles, “you know i can’t say no to you, sweetheart.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

you nudge at itadori’s arm where it lies across your waist as he sleeps next to you, half of his body already over your side as he begins to blink awake, immediately reaching to bring you closer with a few sleepy mumbles while his cheek rests against your forehead. “yuu?” you hum and yuuji’s arms around you squeeze affectionately “aw man, is it time to get up already? don’ wanna leave yet.” he grumbles, his voice is deep but you still notice the whine at the end as his hold on you tightens even more “can i get a kiss?” you ask and you hear him gasp quietly before his head quickly turns, placing a few kisses to your forehead before his lips travel down your skin, leaving a few gentle ones on your cheeks before finally his lips are on yours and he’s pulling you in for a lazy kiss. yuuji’s movement are slow and a little messy, feeling him melt into your touch before he pulls away, his eyes still closed when he falls back against the pillow while his hands grab for you with a dreamier whimper. “baby, your kisses are so good. does that mean we don’t have to get up yet?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ NANAMI KENTO

your back is pressed against nanami’s chest as you turn in his hold, smiling at how pretty he looks when he’s asleep, features a little softer than normal. “ken?” you hum and it doesn’t take long for him to wake, just a few shuffles in his hold until his toned biceps tighten around your waist, pulling you against his chest once more. nanami grunts, his voice still laced with sleep when he speaks “hm? is something wrong, sweetheart?” the blonde male huffs slightly with his words and you pull away from him, watching his brows pull into a frown, more out of concern, as he blinks down at you, trying to hide the fact he’s a little grumpy he’s awake. “can i get a kiss?” you ask and his head falls down against his pillow again with a deep sigh, before his eyes closing again for a few moments “i’m sorry i—“ you sigh but your words are cut off when you feel nanami’s finger rest under your chin, lifting it just enough so that his lips can meet your own, kissing you slowly as his tongue slides against yours until he pulls away, tugging lightly at your bottom lip before bringing you into him again once again. “you know i’d never say no to you, love. but can you sleep now?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

it didn’t take much to wake megumi, just a little nudge on his arm before his eyes are fluttering open, his body turning onto his side as he blinks down at you—gaze still a little disorientated and cloudy with sleep, but his hands still rest on your waist, drawing comforting circles, assuming you’ve woken him up because you’re upset. “are you okay?” megumi hums and you nod as you push back his messy bangs slightly “mhm, just want a kiss gumi.” you drawl and his ministrations on your skin stop as he gazes down at you, a smile teasing the corners of his lips while his hands move to cup your cheeks. he pulls you close enough for him to place a gentle kiss to your forehead, leaning down to leave another chaste one against your lips with a low hum, and you swear you see him smile to himself like he’s proud. “now go back to sleep, it’s too early.” megumi breathes—his voice is soft despite how grumpy he’s trying to sound, and one of his hands rest over your own under the covers when he lies back in his previous position, thumb smoothing over your fingers before you fall asleep with them loosely intertwined.

© 2022 garoujo. please do not copy any of my layouts or writing and translate or repost onto any other sites.

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[haitanin]

YOU DODGE THEIR KISSES — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi + nanami kento

♱ warnings — sfw, f!leaning petnames, teasing, barely proofread. / note. pls i feel like it’s been so long since i’ve written sfw & jjk [its rly not been] but i missed gojo </3

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

gojo had been away for a mission before he’d finally returned home to you, but you’d decided to tease him a little — even just to prove how much he’d missed you while he was gone. so you’re quick to retreat from his arm that moves quickly to wrap around your waist when you meet him in the hallway, making him freeze where he’s already leaning in for a kiss before his eyes narrow at your now retreating figure, although he doesn’t say anything. but if you were to cast him a quick look over your shoulder, you’d probably be able to see the way his smirk seems to tug even wider.

you’re already suspicious when gojo doesn’t seem to try again, but this only makes you want to try even harder — making your way up to your boyfriend while he stands in the kitchen before placing your hands against his chest, leaning into ghost his lips before pulling away again. but his fingers are almost too quick to grab gently at your jaw before you can retreat too far, and the smirk he meets you with is so fucking smug when he tilts your head towards his own, leaning in teasingly just like you had— lips ghosting yours but never closing the distance as he holds your gaze.

“oh? you’re so mean, sweet thing.” gojo’s voice is a smooth drawl as he teases you, moving slightly to place a few kisses to the side of your lips, travelling down your jawline to your neck as his other hand presses into your lower back to draw you closer, tracing smooth shapes into the skin underneath your shirt and keeping your chest pressed again his. but he pulls away everytime you try to close the distance with a “nuh ugh..” chuckling before he’s sending you another cocky smirk when he leans in once more. “oh? does my sweet girl need somethin’? tell me how much you missed me then, angel.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ GETO SUGURU

you found it hard enough to resist geto as it was, but you decided that maybe this would kind of be like a test for you too — even just to see if you could do it. you wait until he’s home for the day, immediately coming to find you in the living room while you lie on the couch before he approaches you. “you have a good day, pretty?” he drawls, low and rugged as he lets one of his hands rest against the arm of the couch beside your head before he’s letting himself lean down for a kiss.

he was unfairly handsome, you think as geto’s hulking figure looms over you — dark hair framing his face so beautifully that it almost pains you to move your face to the side and your lips away from his. “my day was fine, sugu.” you finally reply, and you’re almost suspicious at the way your boyfriend remains leaning over you as his other hand begins to smooth along the expanse of your waist. “yeah? you gonna tell me about it?” he asks, earnestly before he leans in again, this time to press his lips against your temple as he continues to smooth his palm in soothing shapes on your skin.

“i didn’t do much.. just relaxed.” you sigh, and he’s looking at you so intently you basically forget about your little plan when he leans in to press another kiss against your cheek with a smooth hum that lets you know he’s listening. geto let’s his palm that rests on your waist smooth higher before he’s letting it rest beneath your chin, tilting your face towards his so he can so easily press his lips against yours. only making you internally curse yourself at the way he so easily made you melt when you feel him smirk into the kiss. “there we go, that’s my girl.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

you almost felt bad knowing you were gonna be depriving itadori of his kisses, which was something he took very seriously considering how much he loved them. but you only feel worse when you notice how happy he looks as he returns back to your apartment, giddy smile in place while he approaches you and brings you into a tight hug before leaning in for his kiss. the pout that replaces his grin is almost immediate when he feels you wriggle out of his hold, turning to walk deeper into the apartment instead of swapping spit with him in the hallway like you always did.

but itadori is still so quick to follow you, internally going through too many scenarios in his head about all the things he might’ve forgotten to do before he left — maybe it was the sock in the hallway that did it? did he leave the seat up? “baby? are you mad at me?” he eventually asks with a slight whine to his tone, shoulders already slumped when you cast him a quick glance over your shoulder than only seems to draw him closer. “what do you mean, yuuji?” you reply quickly, letting him wrap his arms around you before his cheek is smooshed against your shoulder with his next grumble.

“you didn’t welcome me home.. i swear i’ll do the dishes for a whole week.” itadori huffs before he lets himself stand up straight again to look at you, lips jutted out into a pout as he sends you a pleading little look that makes you melt. “oh, i must’ve forgot.” you laugh before you lean into give him a quick peck and it makes something warm burst in your chest when he chases your lips for more, grinning when he finally feels them press against his again as he takes the very thing he’s been dying for all day. “wait, so you’re not mad.. right, baby? does that mean i get more?”

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

megumi was just getting ready to leave to go hangout with itadori when he’d come to see you in the kitchen, ready to give you a kiss goodbye before he left for the day — a tradition he’d quickly fell in love with. he sends you a softer sort of smile as he approaches you, mumbling out a little “i’m ready to leave, message me?” to grab your attention before he leans in subtly. but his eyes widen when you only shrug it off, turning to preoccupy yourself with something on the counter while your boyfriend furrows his brows before clearing his throat a little awkwardly. “i’ll see you later, ‘gumi.”

“are you mad?” megumi blurts out quickly as he suddenly avoids your gaze, fiddling with the hem of his sweatshirt as a subtle pout rests on his lips. “no i’m fine.. why?” “just.. i just got a feeling, do you want me to stay here?” it’s almost adorable the way he’s dancing around just straight up asking you for a kiss, gently shuffling his way closer until he’s resting against the countertop and suddenly avoiding your gaze from where you’re smiling back at him.

“i’ll be back soon.. stop looking at me like that.” megumi huffs, a subtle dusting of pink on his cheeks that makes your smile tug even wider. “but you’re so cute!” although the way your giggle sounds from your lips after makes his lips jut out even more as he rubs awkwardly at the back of his neck. “s-shutup.. would you just say goodbye already?” and you do this time, letting yourself lean in to press your lips against his as he closes the distance eagerly, holding you a little tighter than usual before he breathes out a sigh. “and.. quit teasing me.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ NANAMI KENTO

you were curious to how nanami was going to react considering he was always good at picking up how you were actually feel, and for someone who was always a gentleman you were wondering how he’d take something like this. you wait until you’re making your way into bed beside him, watching the way his lips upturn ever so slightly into a soft sort of smile before he’s expecting you to curl into his side as he reads one of the books he’s been reading recently, one you’d brought home for him.

it had become a sort of nightly routine for you to press yourself into his side while he did so, tapping on his chest for a kiss whenever you were beginning to get a little sleepy and it was the sort of push and pull that was your part of home. but you don’t make it that far before you’re patting nanami on the chest with a sudden “goodnight.” and curling yourself into him just as he leans down to kiss you, like always.

the silence lingers for a few moments, and you almost think he’s just decided to go back to his book until you hear him clear his throat — closing it instead before he’s shifting his body to face you and pull you against his chest. “are you okay, sweetheart? rough day?” nanami asks earnestly when he lets his palm rest against your cheek, tilting your face up to meet his tired gaze from where he’s now resting on his side to look at you. “i’m just tired.” you sigh, earning yourself a hum from the man opposite you before he’s pulling you closer to press his kiss against your forehead instead. “aslong as you’re okay, rest.” but how can you resist going back for your kiss when he’s so sweet.

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LETTING GO OF THEIR HAND WHILE THEY’RE DRIVING — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, itadori yuuji + geto suguru

ღ warnings — none just fluff!!

ღ note — hewo i am thinking very hard about them rn,, i wanna hold their hands but ‘m sorreee these are so messy ^3^

・✶ ｡ﾟGOJO SATORU

satoru always opened his palm like it was a necessity before he started driving, waiting patiently for you to intertwine it with yours. he was rambling to you about his day, laughing at his students antics until you suddenly shook your hand free of his and you watch his previously handsome grin twitch slightly. there’s a beat of silence before you hear him hum, a soft pout on his lips as his hand opens once more as he shakes it expectantly, “come on, sweetheart. don’t leave me like this.” satoru drawls, only continuing his story when he feels your hand rest against it again. but you giggle before snatching your hand back again, not expecting satoru’s hand to follow the touch while he keeps his eyes on the road—patting and feeling around on your lap for your hand as he laughs and grumbles from the drivers seat, his grins spread cheekily. “come on now, don’t be so greedy, pretty girl.. don’t make me pull over.” he hums like he’s trying to convince you, secretly praying for a red light so he can finally find it, promising himself to hold it extra tight when he finally does.

・✶ ｡ﾟNANAMI KENTO

nanami likes holding your hand gently as he drives, it’s not a super regular occurrence but he likes the feeling of having you there with him. he was driving you home one day, his hand having discreetly made its way over to intertwine tightly with your own, and you notice the ghost of a softer kind of smile on his lips when he asks you about your day. you reply but go to shake his hand off and he just lets you, his smile dropping a little and he suddenly falls a little quiet when he casts you a side glance. “everything alright sweetheart?” nanami asks, his tone smooth and you nod, smiling—which urges him to mirror your expression, although the hand that was once intertwined with yours now just rests on the wheel with his other. but you eventually ask for his hand when you he still sends you a soft smile and he places a gentle kiss against your skin after.

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

it taken a while for megumi to get super comfortable with insinuating any physical affection, but now he loved the subtle touches between you both— especially intertwining your hand with his as he drives with the other, so you were curious if he would have any reaction. he was driving home, basking in the comfortable silence with your playlist playing softly in the background as his thumb rubs circles into the back of your hand while intertwined with his. so you go to shake his hand off and you watch megumi straighten up a little, a subtle pout resting on his lips as his eyebrows furrow softly, but he just retracts his hand quietly, assuming it’s maybe because you have cramp in your hands—so he just lets his rest awkwardly in his lap before asking if you could hold his hand again, even saying he’d hold it a little softer if it hurt. he finds himself blushing slightly at how upfront the question is but he just finds it so comfortable.

・✶ ｡ﾟITADORI YUUJI

yuuji loves any and all types of physical affection which resulted in him always having a hand on you or holding yours constantly. he loves squeezing your hand, always laughing about how it’s like a hand hug in the moments when he can’t hug you for real. so while he was driving, singing along brightly to the song that was playing on the radio while shooting you bright smiles and loud giggles, the kind that have you grinning along with him, you try to shake your hand free from his. but his hand moves so quickly when he feels the lost touch, grabbing yours once more. yuuji doesn’t even fumble a lyric as he continues his song, his body most likely moving on instinct alone. but if you go to do it again, he wont hesitate to pull over—turning to you with a worried pout “baby are you okay? why don’t you wanna hold my hand did i do something wrong?” he asks genuinely, but as soon as you take his hand again he’ll pepper it with affectionate kisses and ask you if you wanna go to starbucks or somewhere nice because he just likes being with you.

・✶ ｡ﾟGETO SUGURU

suguru always had to be touching you whenever he drove, maybe it was down to how much he doted over you but he just liked knowing you were safe and comfortable beside him. so while you’re both driving out for a date, your hands comfortably intertwined, you gently shake your hand from his—earning a confused hum from your boyfriend beside you. it’s subtle the look he shoots you, his features crumbling softly when he casts you a quick side glance, as if checking up to make sure everything okay, but you just smile and he covers up any disappointment with a soft grin. “you okay, pretty girl?” suguru mumbles, his voice low, and you nod out a yes before you feel his palm rest against your thigh, smoothing along the skin soothingly and squeezing every few moments as he grumbles out a joke about you not holding his hand—but this was good enough for him anyway.

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[haitanin]

Arguing With Them (headcanons)

Warnings: angst to fluff, arguments (obviously lol), worrying about safety and overworking, insecurities, crying (a lot of crying), mentions of abuse in Sukuna's part and Naoya's part

A/n: I am so so sorry I went on hiatus without notice =( I just came back from my overseas vacation and I was so tired on the trip and when I just came home that I couldn't do much. I finally got the energy to finish this draft that was sitting in my docs for like a month so please do enjoy reading!

Characters: Itadori Yuuji, Fushiguro Megumi, Kugisaki Nobara, Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento, Ryomen Sukuna (Sukuna has his own body in this but isn't in his OG form), Zenin Maki, Okkotsu Yuuta, Inumaki Toge, Suguru Geto (basically high school Geto, before he became all you know), Toji Fushiguro (he isn't broke in this fic just so it isn't as confusing), Naoya Zenin (he isn't misogynistic (for Fem!readers) cuz he loves you a lot!) x Gender Neutral!reader

Itadori Yuuji

You hardly argue with your boyfriend. You understand him, and he understands you. The two of you never argue much since you both are able to come to a mutual agreement. Both of you get along really well, and think in similar ways, so it's rare for things to escalate into a fight.

When it does though, it hurts the both of you a lot. Guilt tends to gnaw at you two, and you both start to feel bad for lashing out at each other instead of talking it out slowly. Yuuji would be the one who's more affected between the two of you. He won't even be able to sleep after arguing with you because of how bad he feels.

Most of the time, you argue because of your boyfriend's lack of concern for his own safety. He tends to put others before himself in all situations, putting him at risk of injuries and even death. While you understand that the both of you being Jujutsu sorcerers would mean risking your life at times, you just can't tolerate how your boyfriend seems to be unnecessarily throwing himself into situations that could kill him.

Yuuji, being the caring and kind person who makes sure to protect others more than himself, fails to understand where you're coming from when these arguments start. It's his job after all, and it's what he should be doing. He just doesn't understand why you are so concerned when you yourself have to do the same. He doesn't get why you say he's "going too far" and "basically almost dying on every mission".

He's always stubborn and defends himself during these arguments, telling you that he's already doing his best to protect himself. But when you start to walk away and cry, he'll start to reflect and more often than not, he does realise that what you're saying is true. He just gets into the heat of the moment during missions and ends up not thinking about ways he could protect himself better, all while getting the mission done.

When you start to walk away, he'll immediately chase after you and try to apologise to you. Most of the time, all you want to do is make up with your boyfriend and cuddle with him while he holds you close to him. However, if you ever decide that you need time alone instead, Yuuji will sit outside of your dorm, listening to the shuffling of your feet in the room, your soft cries and sniffles, waiting for you to open the door and let him in to comfort you when you feel ready enough.

Yes, arguments with your boyfriend might hurt, and it might be tough to get through to him most of the time, but when he sees how desperate, concerned and sad you are, he'll start to understand. He'll never let you stay mad at him after these arguments because he doesn't want to lose you over something that he should have realised that he was wrong about all along. Expect loads of cuddles and Yuuji being clingy to you after arguments! (Also lots of "I love you"s from him)

Fushiguro Megumi

Honestly, arguments with Megumi occur once in a while, but it hardly escalates into something really big. Megumi isn't always the best at understanding your feelings and trying to see where you're coming from, especially if it's about your safety. He's stubborn and stands his ground in arguments, which makes arguing with him a little… painful.

He tries his best to understand your point of view, really. But you're the most important person to him, and it's natural for him to want to protect you no matter what, right? When arguing with him, it always hurts you more than him, because sometimes it's like he's scolding you and not hearing you out. But after the argument, all the guilt hits him like a ton of bricks and he starts to feel really bad for just lashing out at you.

Arguments with him are the worst when he realises changes in your behaviour. You started to train and exercise a lot in your free time, which confused him. You didn't spend as much time with him anymore and he could tell that you were overworking yourself. When he confronted you about it, you refused to tell him about it and it pissed him off. You were so important to him, and he wanted the best for you, so why couldn't you open up and tell him?

He starts to lecture you about reasons you shouldn't overwork yourself and tells you, in a rather harsh way, that you should tell him what's going on. And the whole time, he doesn't pause to let you speak at all. He's just so worried and annoyed that he goes on and on. He starts getting blinded by his concern and anger that he forgets to listen to you, and even if he does, he tends not to process it before he says something again.

He only knows he's gone too far when you start tearing up, shouting above his voice that the only reason you were overworking yourself was so that you could match up to him, so that he wouldn't leave you behind. And when you run out of his dorm and hide in your own dorm, locking the door the moment you step in, he finally starts to process what you said.

He sits on the edge of his bed, processing everything you said. He feels the guilt of not hearing you out properly, and he knows he has to do something to make it up to you. He knows he isn't the best at expressing his emotions through his words, so he heads to the kitchen and starts to make a cup of your favourite hot drink for you, before heading to your dorm.

He always knocks on your door and asks if you can let him into your dorm. If you don't, he sets the drink down on a table in the common room and tells you to drink it before it gets cold, and then heads back to his dorm. But if you let him in, like you do more often than not, he'll set the drink on the table you have in your room and apologise to you, before asking if he can cuddle with you, which you always agree to.

Kugisaki Nobara

Arguments with her are actually pretty rare! Most of the time, the two of you just try your best to understand each other, and it works perfectly well. The two of you hardly meet a situation where both of you have really different opinions and disagree strongly with each other.

But when that does happen, it gets heated very quickly. One of you would start accusing the other person, while the other has no choice but to defend themselves to the best of their abilities. You both end up really mad at each other because you didn't really listen to each other's feelings and instead, started shouting accusations at each other.

Nobara really appreciates it when you spend time with her on your days off from missions and school. She often takes the initiative to ask you when you're free and then sets aside those few days just to spend time with you. So when you told her that you took up an urgent mission, even though there were other people to handle it, she was really annoyed and pissed off. You had promised three weeks ago that you'll spend time with her on that day, and yet you decided to go on a mission that any other Jujutsu sorcerers could handle instead.

She started out by asking you why you wanted to do that, and when you replied that it was so you could get promoted more quickly, she snapped. She had told you countless times that in the Jujutsu world, you'll forever want to aim higher and higher, and there was no end to it. And yet, you had taken up a mission on a day she specially put aside so that the two of you could go out together.

Accusations and screaming is all that can be heard when your arguments get that heated. She calls you a liar and you retort that she doesn't care about you. She says that she can't trust you anymore and you reply that if she believes that, it's fine by you. It's just her attacking you with her words and you just trying to defend yourself. Eventually, it gets too frustrating for Nobara and she just walks out of your dorm, slamming the door behind her.

In the end, you go on your mission. But on the way there, you start reflecting, and realise that you were in the wrong to begin with. And truth to be told, you don't know how to make it up to your girlfriend. You know that she's always looking forward to these kinds of days, days that she can spend with you, having fun and just hanging out together. And yet, you decided to ruin it all and make her angry by breaking a promise.

When you get back to Jujutsu High, you knock on Nobara's dorm room. You hear a muffled "go away", so you just leave, giving her the space she needs. You head out again to buy her something you know she'll like, and then leave it outside her dorm room when you return. And when she finds the gift outside of her door, with an apology letter, she goes to look for you immediately so that the two of you can make up and cuddle in her dorm after that.

Satoru Gojo

You get into arguments with him mostly because of what he's doing. Be it annoying and teasing you too much, or being too reckless, it's always because he gets too cocky and negligent of himself that the two of you end up arguing. It doesn't happen often, since he listens to your scoldings when you try to tell him to stop being annoying or reckless.

And on the occasion that the argument does escalate, it's always him trying to defend his own actions by giving you random excuses. And if that doesn't piss you off enough, he never gives you the space to cool down after arguments. He'll cling to you, because "the argument is over" and he clearly thinks that it's fine to stick close to you when you clearly need your own space.

It's the worst when you get into arguments with him over his safety. His only excuses are that he's "the strongest" and since he "hasn't died yet, you don't have to worry". And while you don't disagree that he's the strongest, and know full well that he won't bite the dust that easily, you just can't help but worry. Yes, Satoru understands you like no other, the only thing he'll never comprehend is your worry for his safety.

Maybe it's because he's just that confident in his own abilities, or he just doesn't deem it necessary for you to worry over him when he promised that he'll return home to you no matter what. Regardless, he's stubborn when these kinds of arguments happen, more so than usual. He'll pick on everything you say, use things he's said in the past, just do absolutely anything to win the argument when that's not exactly the point. In the heat of the moment, he always forgets that it's you worrying about him, that you're scared for him. And instead of trying to reassure and comfort you, he starts to defend his own actions.

You're always the one to step back from the arguments and head to your shared bedroom to just have some space for yourself. However, your boyfriend takes that as a cue that all's well and good, and that you're on good terms with him again. He'll knock on the bedroom door, and no matter what your response is to that, he'll enter the room and start clinging to you, hugging and kissing you when all you really want is time away from him. He only gets that when you tell him to leave and shove him away from you.

He'll give you all the time in the world after that, just so that you can calm down as much as possible. And instead of distracting himself from the sadness of being pushed away, he sits outside the bedroom door, listening to every sound you make. He has to will himself not to burst into the room when he hears your quiet sobs, and just curls up into a ball, hoping that you'll calm down soon.

And when you finally let him into the room, your eyes red and puffy, he'll pull you into a hug while apologising for how unreasonable and annoying he was. He spends the rest of the day cuddling with you and being at your every command. He would do everything and anything, literally anything, just to cheer you up and make you feel better.

Nanami Kento

Arguments with him are super duper rare. He really tries his best to understand your feelings and will never lash out, even if you're being unreasonable sometimes. He's able to reason with you very well, so the two of you hardly get into arguments if there's ever something that's bothering either of you.

That doesn't mean that there are no arguments at all. Of course, when arguments do happen, Kento tries to let you understand his side of the story and hears you out no matter what. But when it does escalate, he knows when to end the argument and give you some space. There will be raised voices and even shouting, but at some point, he knows that it's not going to help solve anything and gives you the space to calm down.

The worst argument you had with him was over him being "obsessed" with hunting down a curse. You heard of this unregistered special grade curse with a patchwork face, and you knew just how dangerous it was to track it down. But you knew that your boyfriend was trying to help out and protect people from this curse by finding it and exorcising it.

Even so, you couldn't really understand why he had to work so hard to hunt it down, even working overtime on most days just to get information and track the curse's location. It wasn't just that he was spending less time with you, he was risking his own life and safety by trying to accomplish his mission. And you drew the line at that. You couldn't lose Kento. So you confronted him about it one evening after he came back from working overtime yet again.

It started out fine, just you telling him to give it up, or at least not work so hard over this matter. You expected him to understand, to listen to you, but you were wrong. He started to tell you about the mission, why it was important, why he had to do his best to search for it even if it meant that he had to work overtime. And that just leads to you shouting at him, telling him how neglected and scared you feel. And he starts to raise his voice too, saying that you don't understand how important his work is, even though you're a Jujutsu sorcerer too. Both of your voices fill your shared apartment, just pointless screaming that isn't helping either of you to come to a consensus.

After a while, Kento calms down and approaches you slowly, wiping away the tears that flowed down your cheeks without you even noticing. He goes to the kitchen and hands you a cup of water before going to your shared bedroom, giving you some space and leaving you alone in the living room to think about what happened.

He always waits for you to calm down fully and look for him. The last thing he wants is for him to cause you to feel more upset by approaching you while you're still mad at him. Rest assured though, after you go to look for him, he'll apologise very sincerely and do whatever you want to do with him. Expect lots of cuddles and kisses, and even a date later in the week!

Ryomen Sukuna

Arguments with your boyfriend are not exactly common, but they do happen more than should. He's not the best with emotions, but he's really trying his best to understand your point of view. He knows that he needs to start being gentler and more sympathetic, and he's really working on it.

But more often than not, arguments with him do escalate quite badly. He's stubborn, and most of the time he forgets that communication is a two way thing. It's not that he's shutting you out on purpose, he just doesn't register that he needs to let you voice out your opinions so that he can hear you out.

Most of the time, arguments occur because of how overprotective your boyfriend becomes when you talk to another guy. You've told him before that men have taken advantage of you before, gained your trust before throwing you around and using you for their own cruel plans. And whenever Sukuna sees someone being nice to you, he panics. He doesn't think that they're genuinely trying to be nice to you. Instead, his brain thinks of the worst case scenario and immediately his body acts to protect you in case they do anything to you.

It wasn't the first time Sukuna had to meet a male colleague of yours. Considering that you both were Jujutsu sorcerers, most of your colleagues were his as well, and he slowly managed to warm up to them without feeling the need to protect you from them, because he trusts them enough. But when he met your new make colleague who was going to be your mentee, he kind of lost it. Your boyfriend immediately glared at him when he tried to help you carry some documents back to the office, scaring your mentee.

When you got back to your shared apartment, you confronted Sukuna about his actions. To you, it was just plain unreasonable that he had scared someone innocent and who had done nothing to harm you. Your boyfriend got frustrated that you couldn't see it from his point of view and told you to just let him protect you so that no one else would take advantage of you. And while you could see where he was coming from, you couldn't tolerate the fact that he was going around intimidating people who were innocent and had no plan to abuse you like the people you encountered in the past. So you shoved him away and told him to leave you alone as you left the apartment and went to stay over at Shoko's place for the night.

The next morning, you were greeted by your mentee the moment you got to the campus of Jujutsu High. He shared about how Sukuna had apologised to him for scaring him, and had warned him not to take advantage of you, which he assured you he had no intention of doing. Upon hearing that your stubborn and somewhat unapologetic boyfriend actually apologised to someone who wasn't you, you couldn't help but feel a little touched and decided to find him after work to make up with him.

You managed to catch up to him as he was leaving the campus and immediately reached to grab his arm, stopping him in his tracks. You wrapped your arms around his torso and pressed your face into his chest, apologising for being irrational the previous night, and thanking him for looking out for you. He smiled before picking you up in his arms and pressing a kiss on your forehead, whispering an apology as well. He put you down gently and you both walked hand in hand, ready to go back home together.

Maki Zenin

You and Maki have arguments, yes, but they hardly occur. The two of you prefer to sit down and talk about it calmly instead of lashing out at each other, since talking it out makes the both of you more comfortable with sharing your views and helps make the atmosphere less tense.

During the extremely heated and intense arguments, that are few and far between, it becomes much more difficult for the both of you to take a step back and it usually ends up in the two of you ignoring each other for a while.

It's not uncommon to see Maki work out and train in her free time, considering that she wants to work hard to get promoted and just get stronger in general. Anyone who knows her would know that she works out almost everyday during her break time, and you're used to that too. In fact, you do enjoy joining in with her, or just watching your girlfriend while she trains.

But sometimes, it gets a little too much. It's not that you want to be the kind of clingy s/o, nor do you want to disrupt Maki's training regime and deprive her of the time she has to work out, but it's been bad to the extent that she only has time to eat and sleep outside of classes, missions, training and working out. Due to it being the season where more curses appear, all of you at Jujutsu High have been assigned more missions and life has been busier than usual. You would've thought that with the number of missions she was assigned, your girlfriend wouldn't have the time or energy to work out when she got a break (if she got any), but she clearly proved you wrong.

You decided to talk to her about it one day. It wasn't just about the way she spent her time, but also about her health and sleep schedule. You were more worried than anything, and you just wanted to make sure that she was alright and safe. Maybe it was the stress from all the missions, or it could've been the weather, but for whatever reason, Maki was more pissed than usual when you tried to talk to her. You explained the situation calmly and yet she could only snap that you wouldn't understand. And when you tried again to ask her about how she was feeling, she said that she was fine in a deadpanned voice. You got frustrated and ended up shouting at her, which led her to shout at you too. After she made her point she turned to leave and didn't talk to you for the next few days.

Even after the whole argument, you still wanted to look out for your girlfriend as much as possible. That led you to going to the teachers and requesting for them to give Maki fewer missions, just so she wouldn't push herself too hard on a daily basis. And little did you know that a certain blindfolded teacher mentioned it to your girlfriend in passing one day during training.

As a result, you were shocked to see Maki outside your dorm room on a weekend morning, considering that she usually went for jogs at that time. She explained that Gojo has told her about what you did, and apologised for being mean to you. You did the same, admitting that it was probably not right for you to disturb her when she was in the middle of getting ready for a mission. You invited her to spend the rest of the day with you, and the two of you let the rare time you had away from missions and training pass while spending time catching up with each other.

Okkotsu Yuuta

Arguments with Yuuta almost never occur, just because you two get along really well and never actually had a good reason to get into an argument. You two are like relationship goals, being able to understand each other's emotions and adapting the needs of the other party.

Even when things escalate, it never goes to the point of leaving a permanent, unforgettable scar on either of you. The two of you are both very emotional, and neither of you can bear to see the other person crying. So your arguments never escalate beyond a certain point, because you just can't stand to see each other hurt because of what had been said.

The only time you've had a super heated argument with Yuuta was when he finished his training overseas and was going to come back. Despite the fact that he kept telling you that he was going to return home to you soon, the date kept being pushed back. It was a full two weeks since the initial date he was supposed to come back home, and yet he was still overseas because of the missions he had to take up at the last minute.

You were slowly becoming more and more impatient. It's been months since you've seen your boyfriend, and the time you've spent apart just gets longer by the day. Did he not care about you anymore? It started to seem that way. You were normally an understanding person, and you knew how hard your boyfriend had it, considering he was a special grade sorcerer. But if you had to spend just another week away from him, you knew you would break. You decided to call Yuuta, just to let him know that you needed him back as soon as possible.

The call didn't go as you expected at all. You started by telling Yuuta how much you love him, and that you really can't do it anymore. That you can't spend any more time without him by your side. And Yuuta, with guilt laced in his voice, told you that he had to stay for six more days because of the appearance of a special grade curse. And that's when you broke. With tears trickling down your cheeks, you asked him if he even loved you anymore in a shaky voice, before hanging up on him and going to sleep, hugging the plush toy he bought for your birthday to comfort yourself.

You didn't hear from Yuuta the day after that and resigned yourself to the fate that you wouldn't see him until a week later. The last thing you expected was to hear a knock on your door the first thing in the morning, and for your boyfriend to be standing on the other side of the door, his bags and luggage still with him. He handed you a small bouquet of flowers with a small teddy bear on it and hugged you to his chest tightly. You could hear the tremble in his voice as he whispered apologies in your ear, and you pulled away from the hug to give him a peck on the lips.

After he placed his baggage in his dorm room and took a shower, he headed straight for your room to cuddle with you. The two of you talked things out, apologised to each other and started to plan for what to do if he got sent on a long trip again. Needless to say, you both spent the rest of the day in each other's arms, kissing and cuddling to your heart's content.

Inumaki Toge

You and Toge never had an argument before, as weird as it sounds. Of course Toge is a prankster and he loves teasing and flustering you, but he never goes overboard and never causes you discomfort of any sort. The two of you just never had anything to argue over, and you were thankful for that.

Well, that held true until… that happened. That's when you learnt what arguments with your boyfriend were like. And it wasn't even a normal argument. It was a horrible and scarring experience for the both of you. You just shut him out and Toge basically couldn't defend himself because you were ignoring him.

It all started when a new second year student transferred from Kyoto Jujutsu High to Tokyo. They were randomly assigned a buddy from the second years in Tokyo and it just so happened to be your boyfriend, Toge. At first, you were happy for him. Because of his cursed speech, it was difficult for him to make new friends and you had a feeling that this buddying experience would help him gain a new friend.

The warm feeling of happiness slowly turned to bitter envy when your boyfriend's buddy started to cling to him more. They basically spent the whole day together, and the only time they weren't together was during bedtime. From training to doing homework together, Toge's schedule suddenly became dedicated to them. And despite knowing that Toge loved you and only you, jealousy washed upon you and you couldn't help but feel more and more insecure by the day.

It got so bad that eventually, you couldn't even bring yourself to get out of your dorm room, unless it was for classes or training. You didn't want to see his buddy clinging to him, and your boyfriend paying them the attention they were seeking. You decided that you had enough one night, and took your phone from the bedside table and sent a message to Toge that said, "I hope you and your buddy are getting along, because it certainly seems so. If you don't want to be with me anymore, you know you can just tell me right?" And with that, you switched your phone off and tried your best to go to sleep.

You didn't leave your room for the entire day the next day and tried to distract yourself from hunger by reading the books you had. However, by the time it was evening, you were so hungry and desperate for food that you had no choice but to leave your room. And when you opened your door, you saw a lunchbox tied to the door handle on the other side. Without even opening it up, you knew it was from your boyfriend.

You immediately went to his dorm and knocked on the door. It took less than 10 seconds for the door to open and for him to pull you into a tight hug. Toge then dragged you into his room gently, and gestured for you to sit on his lap after he settled onto the edge of his bed. He placed a small kiss on your nose and muttered, "S…Sorry." You instantly felt your heart soften; hearing your boyfriend speak words other than onigiri ingredients was something that rarely occurred. You apologised before cupping his cheek and kissing him roughly on the lips, the kiss conveying all the emotions and love you felt for each other.

Suguru Geto

Yes, arguments do happen but they don't last long nor are they super intense. No seriously, your boyfriend is one of the most compassionate and sympathetic people you've ever met, so it's not often that he can't understand how you feel.

But when he truly fails to see where you're coming from, either because he thinks that what he's saying is more justifiable, or because he thinks that you're overacting, then the argument does escalate into something more heated than usual. He'll still hear you out, but he's likely going to continue to defend himself.

With a boyfriend who's a special grade sorcerer, it's only normal for you to have to spend time away from Suguru at times. It could be because of long missions overseas or just emotional distance because he can't spend much time with you. No matter what, he always makes it up to you after all his missions and assignments and spends lots of time with you.

Maybe it's because you never really showed strong opposition to Suguru going on more and more missions. You knew it had to happen, considering he was one of the four special grade sorcerers and that he was needed by the Jujutsu world considering his strength. But recently, your boyfriend started taking up more missions volunteeringly. And considering that he had never done that before, it felt weird to you… almost like he was trying to distance himself on purpose, which you were pretty sure wasn't the case. Nonetheless, you decided to talk to your boyfriend about it. You wanted to make sure that he wasn't pushing himself too hard unnecessarily, and that he wasn't being pressured into taking on these missions.

When you finally got down to confronting your boyfriend about the issue, he merely shrugged it off and said that it had to be done. He didn't really seem to acknowledge the concern you were showing him, which frustrated you and led you to snap at him, telling him about how he just doesn't seem to care about you or anything you do for him anymore. He then snapped back, saying that if you cared so much, you'd just leave him alone.

He instantly regretted his words, and even more so when he saw the tears welling up in your eyes. He muttered a quick "sorry" before he walked towards the door and prepared to leave your shared apartment to give you some space, like he always does after arguing with you. But instead of letting him leave as you would usually do, you pulled the hem of his shirt and whispered, "Stay. Please."

And stay he did. Your boyfriend sat down on the couch before pulling you onto his lap, comforting you by stroking your hair and whispering sweet nothings to you, all while you stuffed your face into his chest, letting his smell calm you down. After you calmed down enough to look at him, he kissed you all over your face and offered to make you your favourite dish for dinner that night, which of course you couldn't say no to. And you both knew that after you talked things out during dinner, everything would be alright again.

Toji Fushiguro

There was hardly any reason to get into arguments with Toji. He protected you, took good care of you and most importantly, showered you with love and made you feel so happy just by being with him. However, that doesn't mean that your relationship is always smooth sailing.

Arguments with him always escalate, but that's mainly because they hardly occur and your boyfriend doesn't really know how to deal with it. All his life, he's needed to fend for himself, so it's only natural for him to do the same during arguments with you.

You recently introduced Toji to a job. You used to work as a cashier in a bookstore and after contacting your previous colleague, who was now the manager, about job openings, they told you that there was an opening that just so happened to fit Toji perfectly. The job scope was mostly helping with organising the books in the bookstore, which your boyfriend definitely could do considering his strength and height.

Everything was going really well and he even got commended on his performance at work. Of course, you were really happy for him because he finally had a job and could earn money to support the both of you and the family he wanted to build with you. But that happiness was short lived after you realised that he started betting with his earnings like he did in the past. You couldn't help but feel a little bit betrayed because you thought he would know better than to go back to doing things like that, especially after learning how hard it was to earn money again. But old habits die hard, and you knew you had to stop it before it was too late.

You got Toji to sit with you and talk about how his job was going, before you slowly approached the topic of him betting his earnings. When you did reach that point, you asked him why continued to do it, as gently as you could so as to not make him feel attacked. But when he said that he was merely enjoying life and only betting a small amount each time, something in you snapped. It wasn't that you didn't want Toji to do what he liked to do, but you just couldn't accept that he forgot all about the future and saving money to start a family together. And so you lash out. You tell him that you suddenly feel alone in working towards having a better life and a family together, all while he tries to tell you that he was trying his luck to maybe win big and let you rest instead of working.

Somehow, that managed to make you soften up and as much as you wanted to stand your ground, you couldn't help but walk up to your boyfriend and press a kiss on his cheek. The mere fact that he was doing it so that there was a chance that if he won, he would let you rest and not have to work yourself so hard made you feel touched by his way of thinking.

Toji mumbled an apology, telling you that he didn't know you wouldn't approve of what he was doing and you could feel a wave of guilt wash upon you. You had never set any guidelines on how he should spend his money and you felt bad for making him apologise for doing something he liked with the money he earned himself. You muttered an apology as well, before pressing your lips against his to convey all the feelings you can't put into words.

Naoya Zenin

Arguments with him are the worst. The very very worst. They don't happen very often, but they always escalate quickly because he just lashes out and says everything he wants to say without letting you say anything, frustrating you in the process.

Almost every argument you have with him will escalate, and he just doesn't get that he should listen to you. He doesn't think that your insecurities might be bugging you, which is why the argument even starts. He doesn't stop to process that you're probably feeling really extreme emotions, that you're just desperate for some kind of affirmation and comfort from him. He doesn't realise that he should be gentle with you, instead of arguing with you.

Naoya doesn't spend much time away from you, he knows full well that if he does, your fears and insecurities would probably get the better of you. However, when he starts to do it subconsciously, you can't help but want some form of reassurance that he isn't doing it on purpose. It's your fear that he's still in contact with the Zen'in clan, the very people who abused you for months on end, the people he saved you from.

When you go to him, asking him about why he hasn't been spending as much time with you, he gets frustrated. He doesn't realise that he never told you about all the extra missions he's been taking on to save up more money to surprise you with a vacation for your birthday. He doesn't realise that you're scared, scared that he's going to turn against you and exploit you because you think he's spending time with the clan members, planning to bring you back to them.

And he just lashes out. He doesn't even give you time to explain yourself, he just starts telling you to learn to take care of yourself, to stop relying on him, to stop being "clingy and whiny". He doesn't stop shouting at you, saying that you don't understand why he's even doing all this. And it's true that you don't, because he never told you. He just gets so frustrated that he just continues yelling at you, until you can't hold it back anymore. You just break down in tears and run to your shared bedroom, slamming the door behind you.

Only then does he realise that he's taken it too far. The image of your tear-stricken face gets stuck in his mind, and he starts to feel really remorseful. He remembers you telling him that if he leaves you for too long, you get scared that he's leaving you. And yet that never crossed his mind when he was lashing out.

He goes to the bedroom, and knocks on the door asking if he can enter. And you never answer, too caught up in all your negative thoughts to process that he's trying to reach out to you. He always enters as quietly as possible, so it always catches you off guard. And when he sees how you look at him, your eyes shining with fear and sadness, looking at him like he's one of the clan members who abused you, he tears up too, because he never meant to hurt you that much. He grabs the blanket from the bed and wraps it around you snuggly, pulling you to his chest and letting you sob with him while he mutters apologies over and over again.

I think I went… a little crazy considering the length of this. I was honestly very tempted to make this into a hcs + short fic post and if this gets enough comments or asks requesting for a short fic part, I probably will do it =) Hope you enjoyed reading!

© @j2lx, 2022

#.megumi

[haitanin]

𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙍𝙂𝙐𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏…

in which: you sleep on the couch after an argument !

ft: gojo, geto, choso, itadori, megumi

warnings: food in geto’s, (minimal) angst to fluff, hurt/comfort

a/n: this is my coping mechanism. i’m sorry if any characters are ooc / NOT EDITED

˚ ༘彡 𝗚𝗢𝗝𝗢: arguments with gojo are so very draining. he’s uncooperative and it’s like talking to a wall that isn’t afraid to insult you and aggravate you further. you bail out without communicating what you were trying to say, tired with the white-haired sorcerer’s behaviour. you fall asleep that evening on the couch with a scratchy throat, swollen eyes and a singular blanket that only just barely covers your whole body. regardless, you managed to fall asleep somehow, dreading the morning to come.

…only to question why there was an overgrown grandpa dangling off the couch- oh, that’s your overgrown grandpa. gojo’s arm is wrapped tightly around you, his head buried into your chest. it seems like gojo was the only thing preventing you from falling off the couch in your sleep.

but his harsh words from last night still float around in your mind; so with a shove, you roughly push your boyfriend off the bed, unimpressed. he wakes up with a grunt, probably because of how cold your floor is.

gojo notices your pointed stare and wants to start whining.

“why are you here, satoru?”

“i couldn’t sleep without you cause i missed you… a lot.”

you see the yearning and tiredness in his eyes and it’s enough for you to cave. although, he had yet to offer an apology, but it’s nothing a ‘little’ scolding can’t solve.

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#.megumi

[haitanin]

10:34 pm, megumi repeatedly kissing your face in his sleep and you're suffering because??? HIS KISSES ARE DROOLY???? AND HE KEEPS MURMURING "lub ya" and other slurred love yous

really needed this after my tiring ass day </3 where’s gumi to give me my kisses when i need them :( 

5k Followers Event! — fushiguro megumi and sleepy wet kisses 

[10:34 pm]

he’s a heavy sleeper, you know this, learned it, adapted to it, grew to find it as endearing as everything else about him. it’s fascinating how sleep had once been a struggle for him, and any first or second or third attempt for him were always futile. the moment he finds himself in your arms, the feel of you beside him, your comforting presence, he sinks into the deepest slumber, and rarely anything can wake him, aside your disappearance. 

so it’s not unfamiliar to find yourself in a situation like this. megumi’s fast asleep, head tucked on your chest, his cheek pressed and squished as he sighs in his sleep. his arms are wrapped tightly around you, his hair tickling your face slightly as you rest your cheek against the top of his head. you have one arm wrapped around him, hand coming up to his hair to lightly twist at the strands. his mouth is slightly parted and you would find it gross if it genuinely wasn’t so adorable, but he’s drooling ever the slightest, completely passed out on you. his legs tangle with yours too, two of his trapping one of yours between his thighs, locking you to him. it really is so endearing how clingy he gets sleepy. 

it really isn’t unfamiliar, that is, until it is. 

megumi’s affectionate in his own ways. he has your go to drink order the local cafe memorized, as well as your smallest, littlest habits, like picking out food you dislike whenever you go out to eat and the tiniest details in your nightly routine. he has your birthday as his passcode, and a picture of the two of you as his lockscreen. when you’d told him your favorite color, he saw it everyone, from the bookstores to the restaurants to nature in general. when you told him you loved him, he replayed it in his head for nights in a row, and he continues to to this day. he shows you he loves you by taking a picture of something random and sending it to you, telling you it reminded him of you. he shows you he loves you by the way he listens to you when you talk, when you rant, when you lose yourself in something passionate. he shows you he loves you by the way he relaxes and eases up in your arms, only in your arms. 

megumi loves quietly. 

so it really is a surprise when he shifts and cranes his head back, cheek sliding along your chest to your arm. his head lolls back and he sighs, before he nuzzles forward lips pressing to your jaw, to your neck, to your cheek. you’re about to laugh, about to tease and ask him what he’s doing, until you realize, he’s not even fully awake. his eyes are still fully closed, so he’s not entirely conscious yet. this is really just— instinct. 

he presses his lips to your skin again, kissing sloppily. his arms tighten around you as he kisses more of your skin, trails along your cheek and down to your jaw, by your ear, to your neck. they’re such wet kisses, barely even count as that. he’s just pressing his lips and puckering them up, but not really kissing. in between, you can hear the slurred, “love you,” and “pretty, pretty, love you,” and you melt. 

his hands are squeezing at your body, legs shifting up and down to feel up on you, and he continues to kiss all along your face and neck. “love you, love you,” and “pretty, pretty, pretty,” are being chanted like prayers, and you’re flushed red, chest full of warmth and love unlike any other. his words slur even more together, sounding less and less coherent by the second as his fidgeting lessens, and as he settles down a little. he’s sighing, mumbling slightly underneath his breath as his head falls on your chest again. 

and when he’s fully settled, fully back asleep again, you bring your other hand around, pressing it to his cheek, leaning down, and kissing the top of his head, against his soft, dark hair. “love you, pretty,” you recite after him, pressing one last kiss to his forehead. 

[haitanin]

𝟓:𝟒𝟕 𝐀𝐌 | 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔.

you’re not too sure what time it is, but you know it’s early when osamu lays himself over you, head digging into your chest as he steals your warmth. you groan, wrapping your arms around him as you pull the blanket higher over your bodies.

“what time is it?”

“almost six,” he hums. it’s quiet for a moment, you seem to be drifting back to sleep, and osamu grins in victory against your shirt that all’s gone according to plan as he drifts off himself.

until you speak up.

“wait a second. aren’t you supposed to be on the couch?” his body freezes for a moment before he’s clutching onto you tightly while you’re trying to shove him off. “samu! get off!”

“no!”

“i’m serious, i’m still mad at you,” you huff. he frowns (though it’s more of a pout) and simply shakes his head.

“‘m not lettin’ go. ma back hurts. i’m cold too.”

“miya osamu—”

and before you can finish your sentence, there’s a soft bite at your chin that makes you stop.

“don’t call me by ma full name,” he grumbles, settling back down into your chest. “‘s rude.” he has the audacity to grab your hand and plop it into his hair too, gesturing at you to play with the dark brown strands.

“did you just bite me?”

“and what if i did?” comes his quiet mumble, voice muffled by your shirt.

last night wasn’t exactly a big fight, it was a petty one if the both of you were being honest, but osamu should’ve admitted he was wrong, and his attitude was what landed him a spot on the couch. and to his dismay, you seem to fall asleep much easier without his embrace than he does without yours.

“what do you—you bit me,” you repeat incredulously. you smack his shoulder when he snickers quietly at your shock.

“didn’t even hurt, ya drama queen.” and you want to keep your facade of being mad, you want to tell him to go back to the couch until you’ve deemed he’s earned his spot back, but something about the way he nuzzles into you and kisses your collarbone before trying to fall asleep makes you give in.

he’s stubborn, you’ve come to know this a tad bit too well, but he’s also gentle. he plants one more spoonful of dinner to your plate when you tell him to stop, he pulls the sun visor down for you when the light shines in your face as he drives, he wakes up and puts socks on your feet when they feel like icicles against his calves, and he’s the only person who easily forgives you for your own stubbornness too—every time, without fail.

so you wrap your arm tightly around him, stroking through his locks as you mumble “you’re such a weirdo, you know that?”

“well, ‘s just the way i am, deal with it,” he mumbles back. and then you giggle, he laughs, you kiss his forehead, and he kisses your jaw—and you’re back to your usual routine, last night all forgotten.

“i love you,” you whisper.

“love ya too. and i also love yer cheeks, ‘m bitin’ them next.”

still firmly believe osamu’s love language it biting

[haitanin]

Ms. Tee you have to follow up rich boy Gojo with him getting to experience the first morning together. With reader in his arms 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and reader finally caves pls Tee I'm dying over here - dabitee anon

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 | 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐔.

it’s late in the afternoon when gojo opens his eyes, and for a moment, he wonders where he even is. there’s the warmth of a body snuggled into his side, there’s the feeling of legs tangled with his under the sheets, and there’s numbness in his arm from a head resting on his bicep the whole night—all things he never wakes up to.

and then he’s horrified—sickened even. he couldn’t have possibly stayed the whole night after a one night stand, could he?

he jumps, pulling away, hearing a soft groan before quiet grumbles are muttered under a breath, but he’s not too concerned about that right now. who is this? and where are his clothes? and why does the room suddenly feel oddly familiar—

“satoru, what the fuck?” you grumble, glaring at him through bleary, sleep hazed eyes. he blinks once, then twice, and then he tilts his head to the side in confusion. and soon, he grins as he realizes, and it’s bright and ecstatic and just a little bit smug before he tugs your body against his quickly—a little too quickly since it causes you to huff and deliver a light smack to his chest in irritation.

“so, you stayed the whole night with me, huh?” he wriggles his brows, smirking at you as he presses a gleeful kiss to your forehead. you purse your lips as you stare up at him, and you wonder if it’s too late now to back out of whatever this is you have with gojo.

“after you begged me to, yeah,” you spit, and he clutches his chest dramatically, as though your words land a harsh blow to his ego. in all realness, he’s too giddy to care, but gojo satoru is not gojo satoru if not without at least some theatrics.

“i wasn’t the one drooling on your chest, was i?” he asks, chuckling as your eyes narrow at him. your gaze is almost enough to pierce through him, and if he’s being honest, he loves it. gently, he reaches, pinching your nose affectionately as his arm curls tighter around you. “see? ‘m not so bad,” gojo mumbles, and your expression softens as he lets out a happy sigh, pulling the sheets up to cover you better.

“you’re a clingy sleeper, did you know that?”

“i distinctly remember my arm being the one to fall asleep because you were laying on it—”

“and then you rudely woke me up when you pulled away,” you huff, grumbling the word asshole under your breath as you shuffle out of his arms and shift to turn with your back facing him.

gojo pouts, inching closer until his chin rests on your shoulder, molding his body around yours as his finger prods at your side repeatedly. you smack his hand away, but it does little to deter him, and his finger is back to poking at your hip not long after.

“did you have dreams of me, at least?”

“satoru,” you warn.

“did i look hot?”

“no.”

you can practically feel his pout deepen as his arms wrap around you again, face burying into the crook of your neck. but as he plants a soft kiss into your skin, you smile to yourself, bringing your hand to lay on his and rubbing over his knuckles with your thumb in slow circles. he pulls you so your back is flush against his chest—and for once, you lean into him.

and gojo feels the same giddy feeling bubbling up again, the one he feels when he envisions mornings together as you make pancakes, and steal each other’s last bites, and argue over washing dishes, and splashing water in each other’s faces. because now, there are no more empty hookups and lonely mornings—because now you stay, and you snuggle into his chest, and you latch onto his arm, and you give him a chance to live out those daydreams.

“c’mon, i was a little hot, right?” he whines, digging his nose further into your neck. and you want to yell at him for ruining your sleep, but there’s nothing but fondness blooming at the way he holds you near, bodies pressed so closely together, you almost don’t know where one ends and where the other begins.

“nope. not even a little,” you tease, a grin spreading on your face as he sulks against your skin. your fingers lace with his, slowly entwining as your eyes open, and maybe you can get used to mornings like this—even if it’s technically noon by now.

“we’re dating now, you know,” he grumbles, “so that means you have to be nice to me. it’s the rules.”

“i have to humble you,” you correct, giggling lightly, “and since when do you ever follow rules?”

“since i’m the one who makes them,” he chuckles, and then you’re being turned around, being shifted to lay on your back as gojo hovers over you, biting your cheek playfully. you can’t help but squeal, laughing as you try to shove him off—and there’s warmth in his chest, eyes bright and heart full as he stares down at you while the rays of sunlight kiss your skin.

gojo thinks that after this, if he has to spend even a single morning without you by his side, it’s a morning wasted—and even if the clock ticks one pm, and the birds are no longer chirping, and it’s a tad bit late to be making pancakes, this is probably still the best morning he’s ever spent.

“i was promised an excellent breakfast last night,” you remind him. your hand reaches to cup his cheek, thumb tracing over the soft flesh gently, and he follows the touch like a moth does a flame. leaning down, gojo presses a delicate peck to your lips, then another, and then another—and soon, it’s deepened to a kiss, both of your eyes fluttering shut as your arms wrap around his neck.

hesitantly, he pulls away, and you wonder to yourself if his eyes have always been such a vibrant shade of blue.

“only the best for you,” he winks, and then he dips back down, lips pressing themselves against yours once more.

here’s another rich boy gojo drabble fjsjfjsjf why is this basically a series now help

[haitanin]

16 + 29 with fuyu or kazu please <3

imma have to go with fuyu for this one them eyes have a HOLD on me

send me a character and 1-2 numbers & i'll write a lil drabble<3

wc: 502

cw: nsfw, minors dni (pls have age in bio or dm it to me), petplay, soft sex, praise, use of "puppy" and "good girl"

“look at how pretty you look,” matsuno whispers with a nibble on your earlobe. he uncovers your eyes, revealing how he dressed you in the mirror. a lacy set of lingerie, a pink leather collar, all topped off with a simple set of puppy ears. you had wondered what the headband he had placed atop your head was. you don’t know how you feel about the outfit.

“you don’t like it?” matsuno’s eyes notice how your face falls. you turn to him, eyes averting his sharp gaze. his fingers hook under your chin to bring your eyes to him.

“i’m… i’m not sure.”

“well, let’s test it out,” he smiles, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. if just one thing could make you sure of anything, it’s chifuyu’s gentle touches. his hands roam down your back, over the beautiful set that he had so tenderly dressed you in. it’s a shame that he takes it off so soon.

when he lays you down on the mattress, it’s light, soft. every touch is like he’s handling something porcelain and precious. every skim of his fingers lets you know that you’re everything to him.

“you’re beautiful,” he whispers as he looks down on you splayed out underneath him. you giggle and try to cover your face, but he pries your hands away. “don’t hide from me, puppy.”

you cock your head to the side, almost exactly like a dog, at the nickname, but there isn’t any part of you that dislikes it. so, giving him a wide smile, you obey, dropping your hands.

“that’s a good girl,” he coos, pressing a long, sweet kiss to your lips. you offer up everything to him. he laughs against your mouth when you start to buck against him, begging for any kind of friction. you know that matsuno’s not the one to make you wait for what you want.

he pushes in, nice and slow, to let you assimilate to the stretch. it doesn’t take long before you paw at him, practically begging for more. before you know it, he’s fully sheathed within you, drinking in the moans that pour from your mouth.

“what a good puppy you’re being,” he whispers, breath sliding along the sweet spot of your neck. “good enough for a treat?”

you nod, unable to form the words on your lips when his thrusts become more potent. it’s unfair, how he can unravel you with barely a touch. but you love him. he loves you. and that’s all that matters in your mind.

when you’re with him, he truly makes love to you, no matter the circumstance. you know that he’ll never fail you or let you down, and that’s pressed into each touch that brushes against you. it’s a promise to you, one that he will never, ever break.

he eggs you over the edge, praising how beautiful you are, how nicely you squeeze him, what a good little puppy you’ve been. you can’t ever get out from under his spell.

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[haitanin]

HOT THINGS TS!CHIFUYU DOES 

pairing: ts!matsuno chifuyu x gn!reader

genre: fluff, suggestive

warnings: chifuyu being hot. making out.

a/n: this is so painfully self-indulgent and incoherent excuse the copious amount of pure brainrot. please be 16 years of age or older before reading this!

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[haitanin]

𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐃

pairings: matsuno chifuyu x fem!reader

genre: fluff ☁️ + slight angst 🥀

summary: chifuyu loves to read manga—not just any manga, but shoujo manga. it’s almost a self-indulgent for the boy as he imagines to be the male lead pining after his crush and doing the sweetest things for her. so what if one day, he gets the chance to live out his romanticised shoujo life he so wishes for?

warnings: mainly fluff, but there are mentions and scenes of bullying, drama, chifuyu overall being cute and awkward, but also protective! not exactly proofread ._.

word count: +10.6k (i went a little overboard with this idea hehe)

author’s note: this is a request submitted by @kokotakeomi <3 hope you like it and that this was to your expectations!! i had a lot of fun writing it ^.^

tagging: @haitaniapologist <3 shoutout to you for helping me how to end this fic!! ur inputs really helped >_<

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One of the things that Matsuno Chifuyu enjoys spending time by himself is reading manga. Not just any manga though—shoujo manga. Yes, the guy reads manga that is mainly targeted towards young, teenage girls. Although this genre is not particularly popular amongst males, Chifuyu couldn’t help himself but indulge in the puppy love romance that he desires as a 17-year-old guy with a crush.

Ever since entering highschool at the fresh age of fifteen years old—after his delinquent life has toned down—Chifuyu hadn’t expected to suddenly care about having a relationship. That is until he met you, the girl who he’s been crushing on for the past two years and hasn't made a move on.

It is not like Chifuyu didn’t want to ask you out—he truly does! But, because whenever he gets near to you and tries to speak, all of his rehearsed words get tongue tied in his mouth and he becomes a stuttering mess in front of you. Don’t get him started during both of your second year in highschool when he accidentally spilled chocolate milk all over your uniform because Takemichi had playfully shoved him into your direction where you were standing.

From that day onwards, Chifuyu decides to avoid and admire you from afar to prevent any other misfortune from occurring again that will further embarrass him in front of you. Thus, his pining towards you has been temporarily put on hold as he turns to shoujo manga to satisfy his wishful thinking of what is it like to date you.

In all of the manga he has read, Chifuyu imagines to himself that you’re the female lead in the story; the one who has captured the male lead’s heart (that is Chifuyu) and becomes a love interest as the both of you encounter the different stages that would eventually lead to a blissful romance, just like in the story.

For every little action and detail the male character does for the female lead, Chifuyu fantasizes that it was him doing those things for you instead. Such as helping you with school work, walking you home with an umbrella on rainy days, and the most important one; protecting you from school bullies or any guys who try to make any weird moves on you.

“Yeah! Defend your girl!” Chifuyu cheers, pupils enlarging in excitement as he shoots up from his lying position in bed and intensely reads the new, heart racing chapter that has got him extremely hooked.

“Chifuyu! Quiet down!” His mum shouts angrily from the living room, annoyed that her son is being noisy this late in the evening.

Wincing, Chifuyu sucked in a breath to calm himself down before saying “Sorry!” and returned back to his reading again, eyes eagerly scanning through each panel. The plot has just got dramatic, with the male lead finally taking action and outwardly displaying his interest for the girl he likes in school.

If only I’m that brave enough to go up to her, Chifuyu thought wistfully to himself, breathing out a sigh as his mind travels to you.

He wants to experience all the highschool romantic things in life with you, but his nervousness is the one thing that is holding him back. He craves to hold your hand in the hallways as he walks you to class, he craves to attack you with a surprise kiss on the cheek just to show off to everyone you’re his, and he craves to be the only one who can make you smile and laugh like no other.

It might be cliché but it is everything that Chifuyu ever wants, and maybe one day he will have the courage to ask you out. However, for now, he’s content with living vicariously through the male lead’s life to experience those things he craves.

As Chifuyu finishes up reading a couple more pages from the manga he’s currently obsessed with, he eventually closes the book shut and switches the lights off in his bedroom before dozing off to sleep while silently wishing for something good to happen in his life.

—

Chifuyu, whr r u?

With a new incoming message from Takemichi, Chifuyu curses under his breath as he pushes his legs faster to get to the school gates in time to meet up with him.

It is currently eight twenty-five in the morning, and Chifuyu is running ridiculously late for school. It is unusual for him to be like this, but it seems like today he has woken up on the wrong side of bed as everything starts to tumble down upon him.

Firstly, his alarm didn’t go off this morning. Chifuyu doesn’t know why, but he clearly remembers setting it before going to bed.

Secondly, his mum wasn’t there to wake him up either, sleeping soundly in her room as she has an off day from work today, which he doesn’t recall her ever informing him about.

Thirdly, he had legit woke up on the wrong side of the bed and now his shoulder muscles are aching. He is even sporting a new bruise from accidentally knocking his arm against the sink while brushing his teeth in a haste. Don’t even ask how he got it because he doesn’t know it either.

Panting, the view of his school soon reaches his sight. With one last burst of energy left in him, his leg muscles pull into a sprint, quickly closing the distance between him and the school. As he nears, he spots Takemichi waiting by the gates, foot tapping against the ground impatiently while checking his wristwatch for the time. The sole of Chifuyu’s shoes slap loudly against the pavement, catching Takemichi’s attention as he turns to the direction where his best friend is coming from.

“You made it!” Takemichi calls out, relief washing over his anxious features as he urges his friend to hurry up while stepping inside the school gates.

A few students are rushing past Chifuyu, motivating him to not get left behind as there is only two minutes left till the school bell rings, and those who don’t make it in time will be marked late with detention in the afternoon.

The moment Chifuyu catches up to where Takemichi is, his feet slow down when he enters the school gate. By now, Chifuyu is huffing and puffing in exhaustion, breath staggering while his eardrums are ringing loudly in his head. Trying to get his bearings grounded, Chifuyu feels slightly lightheaded as the world around him spins.

“Chifuyu?” He hears Takemichi’s voice call out to him in worry, but he sounded distant despite being only a few meters away.

Chifuyu pauses in his tracks in the middle of the school’s entrance as he hunches over, resting both hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. Sweat trickles down from his forehead as his uniform sticks uncomfortably onto his skin like a leech.

His stomach growls in hunger, begging for sustenance and mentally, the boy curses at himself for not grabbing a quick bite to at least have some sugar in his system.

Before he could reach for his water bottle in his backpack, he is knocked down to his feet as someone stumbles into him, falling on top of his body completely.

His eyes immediately screw shut as Chifuyu painfully hits the ground with a ‘thud’, leaving his belongings to scatter about in the open.

“Chifuyu!” He hears Takemichi dashing over to him.

“Ow, fuck,” Chifuyu swears under his breath, attempting to get up but the feeling of a person’s weight is crushing him from above.

“Ah—I’m so sorry!” A feminine voice exclaims in worry.

That voice, Chifuyu recognises as his heart stops beating there for a second. The weight that was crushing on him has suddenly been lifted off, allowing the boy to breathe while his mind races with questions. Could it be…?

“Dude, are you okay?” Takemichi asks, kneeling down beside his best friend.

“I-I think so.” As Chifuyu slowly shifts his body over, he slowly flutters his eyelids open.

His green coloured gems meet your own sparkling ones as Chifuyu’s breath gets caught in the back of his throat, coming face to face directly with you. Due to the close proximity, your face is just mere inches away from him and he could even feel your own heavy and minty breath fanning against his lips.

It is you… Chifuyu realises hazily, mouth gaping open as if to say something when suddenly, his vision tunnels on him as he feels his body go limp and he blacks out.

—

Indistinct chatters reach Chifuyu’s ears, rousing the blonde boy up from his unconscious state of mind. His fingers twitch slightly, and he could feel the stiff, leather material of the furniture he’s lying down on. His mind wonders, where am I?

“Will he be okay?” A voice asks, which sounds familiar to Chifuyu once again.

“Yes, he’ll be fine,” another voice chimes in, this time a mature feminine as she reassures whoever they were talking to. “His body is in too much stress after hearing from his friend earlier that he ran all the way to school because he was late. Plus, he didn’t have any food in his system, which causes his blood levels to decrease.”

A short pause, to which Chifuyu takes this time to will himself awake.

“I see, so when do you think he’ll wake up?”

Cracking an eye open, the bright morning sun filtering through the window is the first thing that greets Chifuyu as he surveys his surroundings with a dazed look. After gathering some clues, he realises he’s lying on the sick bed in the nurse’s office as the warm white walls welcome him with calm paintings and artworks decorating the place.

“Well, I would say…” the voice replies, trailing off in thought before they exclaim in delight, “Right about now!”

At that, Chifuyu snaps his neck over to glance at the two presence in the room he’s in. The first person his eyes land on is the school’s nurse who is a middle aged lady as she wore the recognisable white coat and a lanyard hanging around her neck. Drifting his gaze over to the next person, Chifuyu’s pupils widen in surprise when they register who it was.

You.

“Ah, I see you’re awake!” The school nurse's cheery greeting fills the room, her grin brightening up her features. “Your friends had me worried when they brought you in this morning—all pale and unconscious—I wasn’t expecting to be treating students this early in the day!”

Chifuyu tries to sit up, taking great effort in doing so as he asks hoarsely, “I… was unconscious?”

His throat feels scratchy and dry, making him grimace as he begins to clear it. Noticing this, the nurse makes her way over to the water dispenser in her office before filling a cup of warm water for him.

“Yup, you probably don’t remember but your friends told me you had fainted after arriving at school,” she then turns around to approach Chifuyu and kindly hands the cup to him, “and apparently the two of you have taken a nasty fall and sustained some injuries, so I treated them.”

At the mention of that, Chifuyu’s eyes travel over to you again as he notices a white bandage being wrapped around your knee where the site of the injury is. Then, he examines himself and discovers that his arm is also wrapped with a bandage. Chifuyu remembers the fall, but he didn’t realise how bad it was that it would cost both of you to be wounded like this.

“It’s almost close to nine-fifteen,” the nurse interrupts his thoughts, “so I’d suggest you grab a small bite at the canteen before going back to class.”

As if on cue, Chifuyu’s stomach growls noisily, causing him to blush embarrassingly because of how loud it was. From a distance, he hears you let out a sharp snort before your hands fly over to cover your mouth to conceal your laughter at his situation.

Great, I just embarrassed myself in front of her! He angrily thought, clenching his fists tightly before bringing the plastic cup up to his lips and chugging down the water in an attempt to hide his flaming cheeks.

“I’ll have Y/N accompany you to the canteen to watch over you”—Chifuyu’s eyes widen as he silently chokes back on his water, not believing his ears over what the nurse has said as she continues to ramble while heading to her desk—“I’ll write up an excuse to your teachers for being late so you guys won’t get into trouble, alright?”

After finishing the cup of water and being handed an excused slip, the nurse hastily ushers the two of you out of her office, waving goodbye sweetly before closing the door behind, causing it to rattle against the frame as both of you flinch upon the loud impact.

Now that you guys are standing outside along the corridor, an awkward silence hangs between the both of you with neither one knows what to say to the other. Nervously, he cast discreet glances your way while wrecking his brain for the right words.

To Chifuyu, he knows that right now is a golden opportunity for him to talk to you after all those years of standing on the sidelines—like those background characters he sees in the manga.

He has only ever said the occasional “hi” or “bye” whenever you guys encounter each other in the hallway, and every time, the conversation never progresses much further than that. For once, Chifuyu wants to be the main character and not just a side person to fill up blank spaces in a panel.

You can do this, Chifuyu! He encourages himself, fully turning his body to face you.

“S-should we go to the canteen?” He blurts out, almost cursing out loud at the fact he still stutters in front of you.

Your eyes meet his, and Chifuyu feels his heart fluttering in his chest as if it has grown a pair of wings.

With a nod of your head and a small smile tugging on your lips, you answer, “Sure, let’s go.”

Chifuyu has to suppress a grin that threatens to form on his face as he beckons for you to walk first like a gentleman, trying to keep a cool guy façade in front of his crush. But in his head, every little brain cell of his is doing a quirky, celebratory dance over this milestone achievement Chifuyu has attained after two years.

As you walk ahead first, Chifuyu notices the slight limp in your step because of the injury on your knee. He purses his lip, feeling terrible that he wasn’t able to entirely cushion your fall as your knees weren’t so lucky.

Jogging up next to you, Chifuyu decides to ask, “How’s your knee?”

“My knee?” Your eyes look down, feeling the dull throbbing pain that occurs whenever you place pressure on it while walking. “It’s okay, I’m just glad there’s no broken bones.” You let out a nervous chuckle.

Chifuyu muses at your reply. “You’re more worried about that?”

“Well, my parents might kill me if I do.” You shrug your shoulders, earning a laugh from the boy next to you.

“Can’t disagree with that—my mum would probably have a heart attack knowing that I’ve gotten myself hurt again,” Chifuyu replies, already fearing the wrath of his mum when he comes back home from school.

Throughout his days as a delinquent, his mum would always fret over his safety and the injuries he has. Even minor cuts or bruises will send the woman into a fray. So, this wound might cause a little misunderstanding to his mum, and Chifuyu has to convince her that he didn’t get into a fight.

He has long told her that his delinquent days are over, and that he will start focusing on his education now since he’s older. Surely she’ll believe him, right?

“Again?” He hears you ask with confusion yet a hint of curiosity laced in your voice. “What did you mean by that?”

Right, she doesn’t know about my previous gang life…

“Well, I used to be in a gang back in middle school,” Chifuyu begins to explain as the two of you arrive at the canteen, which was completely empty saved for a few cleaning staff and teachers. “It was a good gang, and we would always get into huge fights to back a member up whenever something arises.”

“Wow, it sounds like you guys were a tight knit family,” you point out while trying to imagine your classmate, fighting in a gang.

And it wasn’t that hard to picture it; maybe because of his green eyes that have this heaviness existing in them like they had witnessed tragic things; or maybe it’s the prominent scars that run along his pale skin, leaving its faded mark along with a story to tell behind.

Chifuyu smiles with a fond look on his face as his memories flashback to the good old days created in Toman and the good friends he has forged from it.

“Yeah, we were. They were like a second family to me—still are though. Some of them even attend this high school so I get to see them everyday.”

Learning this new information from Chifuyu was shocking to you as the thought of some of the students in your year used to be in a gang have never crossed your mind before until now.

You’ve lived a sheltered lifestyle, never really been exposed much to the outside world that your parents have desperately so shielded you from. Growing up with helicopter parents who are well off with income, you know your upbringing starkly contrasts to Chifuyu’s own life that you view as freedom—something you deeply crave for.

And the fact he has such good and trusting friends who has stuck with him through thick and thin, after what he had told, you couldn’t help but wish for those types of friends too.

As he heads up to the lunch lady to buy himself a steaming bun, you try to recall the group of friends that Chifuyu always hangs out with during lunchtime and after school. You know Takemichi through Hinata, your classmate who’s dating the guy in a different class. Whereas for the rest, you’ve seen them around but never really got the chance to talk to them or even got to know their names. You wonder what they all are like and their stories too.

While you’re lost in your thoughts, Chifuyu couldn’t believe that he’s opening himself up to you. Usually, he’s a closed off person, never really trusting others unless they were considered family to him after facing betrayals in his life. But, for some reason, he just wants to share every detail and aspect of his life to you—to be an open book for you to read all about and lay his skeletons out. However, he knows you are probably not ready to see or hear them.

Maybe they’re stories for another time, he concludes while munching on his bun. Well, if there would be another chance for us to hang out…

“Do you think…” You started, feeling your cheeks heating up as they stain a rose-coloured pigment against your complexion. “That maybe I could join you and your friends for lunch later?”

Chifuyu does a double take, eyes blinking a couple of times over your unexpected request.

“I-I know it’s a strange question… I feel a bit embarrassed to ask honestly, but you seem like a good guy to hang out with,” you speak with earnestness, though a flash of hesitation appears through your features but it was quick to disappear.

Chifuyu doesn’t notice it though, he’s too flabbergasted to even catch it. His mind couldn’t believe what his ears have heard as he tries to process the information coming from your lips. He’s convinced that they must be deceiving him, but with one glimpse of your face, all doubts flee from his head.

Stuttering, Chifuyu immediately agrees a little too excitedly, “U-uh y-yeah! Definitely! I’m sure they won’t mind.” Then, he smiles warmly at you while restraining the urge to grin from ear to ear like a cheshire cat at the sight of your blushing face that quickens the pace of his beating heart.

Fuck, she’s so cute, Chifuyu thinks, feeling blood rushing up to his face as he holds up a hand right away to hide his own reddening cheeks. He didn’t want to display his overwhelming happiness flooding through him. No, he still has got to uphold that cool guy attitude in front of you, not a lovesick schoolboy that has been crushing on you since the start.

“A-alright, cool!” You reply, nervously returning back a smile of your own to mask the anxiousness slowly squeezing on your insides. “I hope I’m not intruding or anything.”

“Oh no, not at all! Everyone’s welcome, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

As Chifuyu says that, a question did arise in his head. Why did you suddenly want to hang out with me? He wants to ask but refrains his tongue from speaking.

As stupid as it sounds, a social hierarchy exists in school with you, along with other popular kids, being situate at the top of the food chain. Your family income plays a role in where you belong to, and Chifuyu has always seen you hang out with the well-liked and rich students as they have their own exclusive clique. On the other hand, Chifuyu is somewhere in the middle or bottom of the food chain, piled with everybody else who are considered as “no one”.

Hardly any of the top and bottom of the food chain interacts as everyone knows their own place. And, to Chifuyu, it always seems like you’re so far from his reach; an untouchable person he’s strictly forbidden to associate with all because of a social standing that has categorised you guys.

This is particularly one of the reasons why Chifuyu isn’t brave enough to talk to you for all these years. He’s insecure that he wouldn’t be good enough for you seeing that you’re surrounded with other guys who are much more capable than him to be yours. Though the thought of it would eat him up for days on end, he knows that this is the harsh truth he has to accept.

His heart lurches uncomfortably in its cage as he shakes his head to clear those thoughts from his mind and chooses not to further question the situation.

Clearing his throat, Chifuyu suggests, “Anyway, I think it’s time we should attend class now.” With that, he gestures for you to follow him as you guys head to class together.

He continues to talk, telling you how excited Hina would be to have another girl she can hang with during lunch instead of just the boys. While you’re absentmindedly nodding along to whatever he’s saying, you’re too consumed by the little nagging voice in your head, warning you of the consequences for ditching your friends.

—

It’s lunchtime now, and majority of the students in class have already rushed down to the canteen like a bunch of starving animals. Meanwhile, both you and Chifuyu are in class, with him waiting by the entrance, his frame leaning against the door as he watches you from a respectable distance telling your friends you won’t be having lunch with them today.

As his eyes stay trained upon you, he notices your figure seems small and meek, juxtaposing to the air of confidence all of your friends exude as they loom almost threateningly around you. He doesn’t sense any danger coming from any of them, but why does the scene in front of him look as though you’re a helpless prey and they’re the stronger predator who could lash out at you any minute?

While you continue to speak, all heads suddenly snap up as they turn to take note of Chifuyu’s presence, as if finally regarding the blonde boy at the mention of his name from you.

Their narrowed eyes immediately send menacing chills to crawl down his spine as he tenses up by their silent provocation. Unafraid, Chifuyu decides to step up as he shoots them with a stare of his own. Raising an eyebrow, his mind wonders what’s up with them.

Surely they can't despise me with just a single look, right?

Then, one of them speaks, but not an utterance reaches Chifuyu’s ears as he tries to strain them to eavesdrop from where he stands. The conversation soon ends with you slightly dipping your head in a bow before you’re leaving their circle with a troubled look.

Chifuyu spots your approach as he pushes his body off from the doorframe to straighten his composure with a smile on his face, ready to greet you. But, the unmistakable apprehensive look on your face causes his lips to frown at the sight.

He wants to check in with you whether you’re feeling alright, but the moment you’re standing before him, your appearance changes in a blink of an eye, making Chifuyu to think that he must’ve been imagining things.

“Shall we head to lunch now?” You chirp, forcing your lips into a smile while trying to ignore the burning gaze from behind. All you can think of is to leave this classroom right now, not wanting to stay here any longer.

As if sensing your hint of desperation, Chifuyu nods his head, agreeing before walking away from the classroom with you by his side. Throwing one last glance at your friends over his shoulder, questions slowly begin to boil in his thoughts as he studies each of their faces till they are out of sight.

The walk to the canteen is silent, almost tense even. Chifuyu notes how you’re anxiously wringing your hands together and your eyes have a faraway look in them like you’re deep in thoughts with no way out. He wants to ask you what’s wrong, but he decides that maybe you didn’t want to talk it out. Besides, it’s not his place to snoop in your business since you guys have just started befriending each other if you can call it that.

Arriving at the canteen, the atmosphere is lively and busy, pulling you out from your own thoughts. Hearing the buzzing of chatters and conversations happening all around you provided a nice distraction for you. Joining the lunch queue, Chifuyu hands you a tray, to which you accept it gratefully as he takes one for himself too.

“What’s on the menu today?” You ask, craning your neck over to see the board.

“Looks like it’s curry udon today,” Chifuyu comments, choosing to see the other students who are eating their food on the benches.

“That’s my favourite,” you smile, feeling your stomach growling in response as you rapidly hold a hand over it in embarrassment.

Chifuyu cast his eyes down to where your hand is before stifling a chuckle at this reverse situation.

“Quit laughing. I’m starving, alright?” You playfully glare up at the boy in front of you who is trying to hold in a laugh as his cheeks undeniably reddens.

“Hey, you laughed at me back at the nurse’s office when my stomach growled too!”

“Did not,” you feigned ignorance, turning your head away to avert his pointed eyes.

“Did too!”

“Did not,” you retort, suppressing a smile before gently nudging him to move up ahead as the queue has moved. “And you’re holding up the line, so quit laughing!”

At that, Chifuyu cracks as he allows a hearty laugh to escape from his lips while he follows your order to move up the line. When his back is turned to you, your face flush a bright red as you appreciatively listen to his melodic laugh that rings smoothly and heavenly into your ears—something you have never heard before that sends a wave of butterflies over to your tummy.

“Fine, deny all you.” Chifuyu rolls his eyes as a smirk forms on his lips when he catches sight of you blushing from his peripheral vision. “But I know what I saw.”

After receiving your bowl of curry udon onto your tray and a bottled drink of banana milk, Chifuyu leads you over to where his group of friends are already gathered. From afar, you can already spot them because of Hina’s noticeably light brown hair that is tied into a low ponytail. Seated beside her is Takemichi, her boyfriend who had accompanied you over to the nurse’s office this morning. Next to him are the rest of the group as they burst into a cacophony of laughter over something one of them has said.

Seeing all of them, you suddenly feel a little out of place like you don’t belong there. A queasy feeling starts building up inside as you try to calmly breathe to ease your racing heart. You couldn’t help but think if this is even a good idea; to be hanging out with Chifuyu and his friends. You didn’t know them, they don’t know you either—well, except for Hina—what would they think of you?

The palm of your hands grow clammy with sweat as you guys draw nearer to them. While everyone’s busy guffawing, a boy with a pompadour hairdo looks up from the group and lands across on you and Chifuyu. He smiles widely before calling out, “Chifuyu!”

His voice rounded everyone’s attention as they all simultaneously looked up, causing your body to unconsciously stand upright as many pairs of eyes perceive your presence next to Chifuyu.

“Hey,” Chifuyu greets before coming to a stop at the table as he turns his head around and nods for you to stand beside him so that he can introduce you.

He could sense your nervousness radiating off from you with the slight tremble of your fingers that grasp tightly onto the tray till your knuckles turn white. So, he shoots you an encouraging smile, to which, he sees you visibly relax before returning it to him as well. Once you're slightly calm, Chifuyu looks back over to his friends.

“Everyone, this is Y/N, my new friend so be nice to her,” he says, scrutinizing everyone’s expression as they all greet you with cheery and bright smiles on their faces.

“Y/N, these are my friends; that’s Takuya, a really nice dude who’s also really kind; Makoto, good natured guy as well but sometimes he’s a pervert so ignore him”—the guy with a buzzed cut looks at Chifuyu in disbelief as his jaw hang open, causing everyone to cackle—“next to him is Yamagishi, pretty smart as he’s a literal walking delinquent encyclopedia; Akkun, friendly guy who loves to do hairstyling as you can see from his hair; he’s Hakkai, may look intimidating but is actually a big softie; that one is Takemichi, you’ve met him this morning; lastly, Hina! The most caring and friendly person in this entire world.”

Chifuyu ends off the introduction with satisfaction as his friends warmly welcomed you to their table. While he’s taking a seat next to Hakkai, he didn’t miss out on the subtle knowing smirk from Takemichi thrown his way. Out of everyone, Chifuyu has only told Takemichi of his undying crush for you as he trusts his longtime partner in crime to keep his feelings a secret.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” you greet, absorbing all of their enthusiasm as a genuine smile makes it to your lips.

“Y/N, sit next to me!” Hina exclaims, her hand excitedly pats on the vacant spot for you to sit.

Nodding your head, you shyly make your way over and settle down beside the beaming girl. “I’m so glad you’re joining us for lunch!”

“You are?” You question, unsure how to react to her words as you’re not used to such kindness being displayed from someone. You know she’s very kind, but it kinda feels like you’re staring directly into the blazing sun as she emits positivity and happiness around her.

“Of course! Because now, I have someone with a sound mind to back me up to disagree on what Yamagishi has planned for the guys to do this weekend,” Hina huffs, turning her gaze to shoot daggers at the chestnut coloured hair boy who has half his hair up in a mini bun that you can tell is done messily due to the fraying ends sticking out on all the sides.

“Wait—does that mean you guys are on for this weekend?” Chifuyu quips, his eyes lighting up in anticipation.

“Yeah, but Hina argues that it’s a bad idea,” Makoto frowns, scratching the back of his head.

“Come on, ‘Michi! Convince your girl that we’ll be fine,” Hakkai persuades, nudging Takemichi’s side with a smirk, which you notice the striking scar that runs down on the corner of his lips.

Was that from a gang fight? Your mind couldn’t help but wonder as you listen intently to their conversation from the sidelines, feeling completely out of the loophole at not knowing what’s being discussed right now.

Takemichi chuckles nervously as he turns to face Hina, his features creasing with worry lines over the look his girlfriend is giving him.

“H-Hina… I-It’ll just be this o-once,” his stutters, the words falling haphazardly from his mouth when Hina quirks a questioning brow at him, as if to say ‘you better think twice of your words’. “P-Please?”

Instead of replying, Hina directs an on-the-spot question to you, catching you off guard, “Y/N, would you tell these five idiots that watching a movie—much less a horror movie—is an extremely bad idea since we have to study for an upcoming test next week?”

All five pairs of various coloured eyes shift their gaze to you with a pleading look to disagree with the girl. You become flustered at having the sudden spotlight shining on you as you’re stammering out, “I-I think it’s d-definitely a bad idea…”

Chewing on your bottom lip, your eyes bounce back and forth between the guys and Hina; them having a crestfallen look while Hina expresses a triumphant smile.

“Aw come on, new girl! Don’t take Hina’s side too!” Akkun whines, sending a pout your way in hopes you will change your mind. However, you stand firm with your answer, the logical side of you understanding that it wouldn’t be worth it to sacrifice your test grades for some horror movie.

“Sorry, grades come first while enjoyment is later,” you explain regretfully while shrugging your shoulders.

A series of upsetting sighs string from the guys as they eat their lunch with a show of exaggeration over their immense sadness.

“Don’t be dramatic, boys! We’re in our final year of highschool and we’re just looking out for you. We should focus on our studies,” Hina scolds, indignantly crossing her arms over her chest.

Silence hangs amongst the group until Takuya, in a tentative voice, responds with resignation, “The girls have a point. We can catch the movie another time once the week of our tests ends.”

With that being said, begrudgingly, they come to a collective agreement over Takuya’s words while muttering sadly to one another that they had wanted to hangout with each other.

Seeing the group’s lively mood suddenly dampening, a thought crosses Chifuyu’s mind as he optimistically suggests to have a group study session at his place this weekend so that everyone can still hangout. Immediately, his proposal earns him pats on his back and a ruffled hair as the group settle with the new plan instead.

“Y/N, will you come too?”

Your ears perk up at the question Chifuyu had asked, throwing the limelight on you. All eyes once again train upon you, their bodies leaning closely against the table as they anticipate your answer with bated breaths almost. You’re glancing back and forth now, speechless as many thoughts race through your head questioning whether it is alright for you to join them? Despite your own friends, you’ve never been invited to do something or hangout with them outside of school. And in all honesty, you aren’t sure if you could truly consider them friends in the first place.

I hardly know these guys and they’re already so welcoming towards me… Can I really—your thoughts are quickly cut off when Chifuyu’s gentle and warm gaze captures yours, effectively eradicating all worries and doubts from your mind with only one answer lingering behind.

“Okay, I’ll love to join too.”

—

“Alright, class is dismissed,” the Maths teacher announces just as a loud clang of thunder resonates throughout the entire class, sending chills down spines.

Through the windows, Chifuyu notices the dark, heavy clouds looming everywhere, casting a gloomy atmosphere all around the school as small droplets begin to patter down. For a second, Chifuyu worries how he will get home in this weather until he remembers that he has kept a small umbrella in his locker. Then, his mind wanders over to you, pondering if you have an umbrella to use too. Before he knows it, his eyes travel over to where your assigned seat is, watching you pack up your belongings.

Maybe I should ask? He thinks, brows knitting together as his mind conjures up various scenarios in his head on how everything will play out. But then, a sharp voice calls out your name, pulling Chifuyu out from his pleasant reverie.

“Hurry up, Y/N.”

Turning his attention to the source, Chifuyu spots your friends standing outside of the classroom with a bored look on their faces as they wait for you. Are you going home with them? He questions, feeling slightly despondent that he didn’t get the chance to ask you. Perhaps if he had asked prior, would that have made a difference?

Letting out a sigh of defeat, he hears you say, “Coming,” in a small, reluctant voice as you hurriedly pack your things and shuffle over to them with a neutral expression. However, your eyes tell a different story when they accidentally meet Chifuyu’s green ones.

It only takes just one look for Chifuyu to get the strange inkling that something is terribly wrong and that you might just be imploring for his help through your fear stricken eyes. Before he could get a better look at them, you quickly avert your gaze from him as your friends silently escort you away with a nudge to your back as if you’ve done something to plead guilty of.

Without further thinking, Chifuyu hurriedly shoves his things inside his bag messily before he’s dashing out of the classroom. A strong gust of wind harshly greets him as rain comes pelting down heavily, slightly wetting the floors along the corridors.

Students are filing out of their classroom now as a sea of heads obstruct a clear view of you being dragged off. Desperately, he cranes his neck around in hopes to spot you amongst the crowd.

“Chifuyu! Who are you looking for?” He hears Takemichi’s voice approaching from behind.

Spinning around, Chifuyu cuts straight to the point, “Have you seen Y/N?”

“Yeah, I did. Why?”

“Which direction did she go?”

“That way,” Takemichi points to the direction he arrived from, “And I’m pretty sure she’s with her friends?”

Relief washes over Chifuyu’s features as he hastily thanks his best friend before diving straight into the hallway of bodies, doing his best to manoeuvre his way through to make it over to you.

Once Chifuyu makes it out on the other end, he manages to distinguish the back of your head before you soon disappear from line his sight again as you guys make a turn to where the dimly lit back stairway at.

Not wasting a moment’s time, the soles of his shoe are smacking against the floor as he runs to catch up while also keeping a safe distance to not get discovered.

He’s not sure what’s happening nor why he’s doing this, but one thing’s for sure is that silent look for help in your eyes that is plaguing his mind. And if Chifuyu can help in any way he possibly can, then running after you doesn’t seem like a stupid idea at all even if it turns out to be nothing.

Sneakily, he follows closely from behind, observing them leading you up the stairs to where the rooftop is. Questions start to fill his thoughts as he wonders what business you guys have up there. Moreover, it’s pouring cats and dogs out, making the rooftop a dangerous place to be at the moment.

As more unanswered worries cloud his mind, he shakes his head, casting those anxieties aside as he creeps up the steps once the coast is clear.

The heavy door slams shut behind the group as it lets out a resounding ‘thud’ to echo around the cavernous walls. On the door is a small, round window that allows Chifuyu to observe the situation outside as he swiftly ducks underneath it into a crouching position. Leaning against the cool surface, he strains his ears to listen in on the muffled conversation happening right behind this door.

The words are hard to catch, but he evidently hears your name being mentioned once or twice and a few voices speaking that he doesn’t recognise to be yours.

With the strong urge to see what’s going on, Chifuyu carefully peeks over the windowsill, his eyes sweep the environment before him as they recognise the familiar unfriendly faces he had met during lunch until he gasps when he finally zero in on the drenched figure standing under the rain.

Your entire uniform is soaked through as the rain continues to hit on your skin like sharp glass. Your entire body is shivering in the cold, lips quivering as you bite down on your bottom lip hard.

The tormenting glares of your friends pierces through as they stand before you, uniforms clean and speck in contrast to yours from the rain as the overhead shelter protects them. Your bag has been confiscated by one of them, which you can only be thankful it isn’t getting wet like you.

“How does it feel to be under the rain?” A girl asks, voice dripping with sarcasm as she folds her arm across her chest, raising an eyebrow at you. The rest soon follow, shooting snarky remarks and having a jab at you with great delight in their eyes.

However, you don’t bother to reply to any of them, choosing to remain quiet as it seems like the safest option for now.

“Do you know why you’re under the rain and not us?” Another one raises a question, this time, it belongs to a guy; the leader of the group.

Still, you don’t reply, hanging your head low while the answer screams in your head instead.

“It’s because you chose to hangout with them, clearly knowing that you’re going to get in trouble with us during lunch period—am I wrong?” He takes a step forward, pacing back and forth with his hands behind him. “You tried to avoid us, didn’t you?”

The guy then pauses in his tracks, stopping directly in front of you before unexpectedly shoving his face to yours, making you flinch. But, the guy is quick to grab a fistful of your hair from the back to pull you closer. His nostrils are flaring up as he breathes harshly down your face with steely eyes glowering on you.

“Y-Yes, Ryuji.” This time, you answer—voice close to a whisper as you squeeze your eyes tightly shut on instinct while your hands clasps together, silently praying for a black hole to just appear underneath and swallow you up.

The guy, Ryuji, lets out a scoff over how easily you’re confessing at the drop of a hat. “Pathetic—you know that? What happened to that brave girl who was requesting to have lunch with them? What happened to that brave girl who got in our way by standing up for some loser, huh? What happened to that brave girl who ratted us out to the principal?”

A bright lightning flashes before a thunder clamours loudly after. You swallow thickly, feeling like your heart is in your throat while you absorb Ryuji’s harsh berates.

“Did you think that we wouldn’t find out who the culprit is?”

No, because you guys have eyes and ears everywhere, you thought gravely, still remembering the courage you had gathered in your system to come forward and tell the truth despite knowing the consequence involved.

However, you didn’t care at this point—you only cared about the lives of the students’ they were secretly harassing and blackmailing just for fun for the past two years. It’s a dark secret you’ve been sworn to secrecy otherwise they would make your own life even more of a living hell.

And even though you knew back then what they were doing was morally wrong, you couldn’t find it within yourself to break free from their grasps, until the guilt starts to eat you up everyday that you decided enough was enough.

“Do you feel like an accomplished hero? Getting us all in trouble while you got away scathe free? Because I find it incredibly unfair, Y/N.”

You’re wringing your slippery fingers now, sensing the rise in anger radiating off from Ryuji that seems to burn at your skin.

“And you know what happens when things become unfair in my eyes, right?” He warns in an alarming low voice and eyes narrowed into slits.

Your gut knows that this state of blind rage Ryuji is in wasn’t a good sign as one of his hands slowly lifts. As you’re bracing yourself for whatever impact that he’s about to commit, your eyes widen in surprise when the door to the rooftop bursts open unceremoniously, revealing Chifuyu.

“Sorry, am I interrupting something?” The blonde boy asks, his tone indicating a playful yet serious manner as he directs his question over to Ryuji who has his hand suspended in midair.

Everyone is too startled to speak or even make a move to prevent Chifuyu from taking a step onto the rooftop as they continue to gawk. Ryuji is the first one to wake from his stupor as he turns around with a clenched jaw to face the newcomer who disrupted him.

“Evidently, yes,” Ryuji replies tightly, glaring daggers down Chifuyu’s way. “Who the fuck allowed you here?”

Unfazed by Ryuji’s words, Chifuyu lets out a chuckle as if he finds the situation hilarious. “Who else? Me.”

His response hits a nerve in Ryuji, causing his eyebrow to twitch in annoyance at the witty comeback.

“Trying to be funny, aren’t you?” Ryuji cocks his head to the side, eyeing the guy in front of him like he’s sizing him up for a fight. “Why don’t you scurry along and ignore this little mayhem while I’m still thinking about sparing your miserable life?”

Chifuyu daringly approaches Ryuji with a smirk on his lips, his green eyes firing up with excitement over the implied threat that spill from the boy’s mouth.

“No can do.” Chifuyu shakes his head before coming to a stop right before Ryuji, the look in his eyes drastically changes to an intense one. “You were about to hit Y/N, I won’t allow you to do that.”

Ryuji sniggers. “And why not? She’s nothing but a bi—”

“Don’t talk to her like that,” Chifuyu cuts in, glaring with intense vehement.

The other boy raises a pointed brow in questioning. “You guys only met today, why do you care that much about her huh?”

Chifuyu doesn’t answer, but instead he shifts his gaze to where you stand soaking wet, appearing exposed and vulnerable in the heavy rain that doesn’t seem to be stopping.

Unable to stand the helpless sight of you, his legs begin to move on their own accord with determined strides until he is in front of you. Stretching a hand out, Chifuyu grabs hold of your wrist before jerking your body to stand under the shelter right next to him in a protective stance.

“Are you okay?” Chifuyu asks, his eyes roaming around your figure to examine if any physical injuries have been inflicted upon you.

You subtly shake your head in response, sending relief to wash over him.

“Hey, I asked a question. Don’t just ignore me,” Ryuji’s voice interrupts.

Inhaling a deep breath, Chifuyu turns around to face Ryuji once more with a brave look.

“Because I like Y/N, okay?” He suddenly confesses.

A stunned silence overcomes the group as all eyes are looking at Chifuyu in bewilderment. Chifuyu is just as shocked as everyone else, mind reeling in the fact that he has just announced his feelings out loud.

“How sweet,” Ryuji clicks his tongue in a snarl, cracking his knuckles in preparation, “I think it just makes what I’m about to do all the more—”

“Better?” Chifuyu finishes off Ryuji’s sentence, his arm is quick to block an incoming hit from Ryuji’s fist. “You think you’re a match for me? That’s just absurd. I’ve been into more fights and taken more beatings to have seen through your attack.”

The thunder and lightning are approaching more closely now as rapid flashes of light make their presence known in nearby clouds. This catches Ryuji’s attention as he shoots a discreet glance at a particular cloud behind Chifuyu before briefly bouncing over to you, scheming with an idea. However, this doesn’t go amiss in Chifuyu’s eyes as he perceives whatever is about to come while raising his guard up to protect you.

“Since you’re yapping about how great you are, can you see this coming?”

All of a sudden, everything around Chifuyu begins to move in slow motion as he feels his body being roughly pushed back. Rain is falling down on him, blurring his vision as faces and colours in front of him blend into a murky grey.

Then, a bright light suddenly strikes down on him as a shock of electricity courses through his body. The last thing Chifuyu hears before he succumbs into plain darkness is the sound of your panicked voice, screaming his name that ricochets around him.

“CHIFUYU!”

His figure suddenly jolts awake in bed, limbs and muscles scrawling all over the place as his bright green eyes flash open in shock. Beads of sweat roll down on his forehead.

His hands are clutching tightly onto the blanket covering his body, thumbing the soft and comforting material as he tries to ground himself. Morning light enters his vision, allowing his fuzzy sight to begin adjusting to his surroundings as slowly, he soon realises that he’s in his room.

Everything is still for a moment. The only sound he can hear is his staggering breaths as his chest deeply rises and falls, taking in a lungful of precious air before a loud ringing enters his head.

Wincing, he feels his head heavy as a rock, and the persistent ringing only aggravates a pounding headache as he snaps his neck over to where his nightstand is. There, he discovers the annoying device with its glaring red numbers displaying seven a.m. digitally.

My alarm…? He looks at it in a quizzical manner before reaching a hand out to slam it off as a moment of silence engulfs his room until a familiar yell calls out again.

“You’re going to be late for school, Chifuyu!” He recognises that to be his mum’s voice as she knocks raptly against his door.

Her words are discombobulating to his half awake state because he clearly remembers already running late for school this morning. So is the day repeating itself?

“Y-Yeah I’m awake!” Chifuyu answers coarsely, running a hand through his disheveled hair.

“Good! Now hurry up and get ready,” she instructs in a huff, voice fading away as Chifuyu hears her footsteps stomping away from his bedroom.

Once he’s alone, he sits unmoving in bed while intently studying the palm of his trembling hands that seem to recall the ghost of your touch he had held back at the rooftop.

Was it just a huge bizarre dream? Chifuyu wonders, his thick brows furrowing as he buries his head into the palm of his hands. Gradually, bits and pieces of memories from his dream come flooding back before it hits his head like a huge tidal wave at once. Why did it feel so real?

“Like a shoujo manga…” He murmurs quietly to himself in an epiphany as his head slowly lifts up from his hands to glance over at the cover of the manga he was reading last night.

Looking back on the scenarios in his dreams, the events had played out almost similarly to the storyline of the manga right up to when the male lead was defending the female lead from bullies, which was the part that Chifuyu had stopped before tuning out for the night. And perhaps because of what he had read, his brain was overstimulated with information that led to  Chifuyu having such a vivid dream.

That’s probably why… He concludes, pushing his body out of bed before trudging with heavy steps to his door so that he could start getting ready for school.

—

Throughout the day, things went as per normal like any other day. He didn’t arrive late to school—in fact, he was the one who’s waiting on Takemichi at the school gate like usual. He didn't wake up in the school nurse’s office to an injury on his arm either, meaning you guys didn’t bump into each other this morning. And lastly, he didn’t have any chance to talk to you in school as there was no situation that called for it. Rather, there were only attempted stolen glances done by both of you, to which each time, either one of you would catch the other in the act before looking away in embarrassment.

But when you’re not looking at him, Chifuyu would gaze at you from afar, laughing and spending time with the same friends who also appeared in his dreams.

He could only chuckle silently to himself when he realised how differently his dreams had portrayed them to be. Instead of mean and scary individuals, they are all really kind and friendly. He could only blame his wild imagination and his manga addiction that can concoct such drastic personalities to fit his narrative in his dream.

Currently, it’s the last period of the day and the sunny weather from this morning switches to a dark and overcast one where heavy clouds populate the vast sky—almost just like his dream.

There’s ten more minutes left till the bell would ring, and Chifuyu heaves out a tired sigh while looking boredly at the board where the teacher is finishing up corrections on the last question from the test last week that has been returned. He had the answer correct on his paper, thus, he didn’t bother to pay attention. Instead, his focus wanders again to your figure sitting a few rows in front, listening attentively to whatever the teacher is saying.

It is still hard for him to fully grasp that it is all just a dream. His head knows that it was just a figment of his imagination. But whenever he sees you around, his heart would tug at the reminder of it. All day, he has a dazed expression, visualising what if all those scenes were to come true and how it would feel to be a main character like in his dream.

Lost in a thought, a loud roll of thunder interrupts his daydreaming, startling him back to reality just as the bell goes off. Around him, his classmates let out a collective sigh, shoulders slumping forward at the sweet relief of the end of school.

Chifuyu would have been happy too, except it suddenly occurs to him that today is his turn to do cleanup duties along with a few others, which includes you too. Usually Chifuyu hates to stay back for cleanup, but ever since he was put into the same roster as you, staying back has been worth every second.

While students are packing up, the teacher reminds everyone, “Please remember that we have a test next week, so be prepared for it. With that said, everyone’s dismissed.” Groans quickly erupt as soon as the teacher leaves the class with a wave of goodbye.

Looks like there’s no escape from test week in both my dream or reality. Chifuyu rolls his eyes while shaking his head in disappointment.

The buzzing of chatters fill his ears as he eavesdrops on some of the conversation where some are discussing where they should go out this afternoon or what they should eat. At the thought of food, his stomach grumbles as it craves for something like a hot bowl of spicy ramen to keep him warm in this wet weather.

With that plan in mind to have ramen later, Chifuyu looks forward to it as he watches the last person leaving the class until only five students remain.

“Alright, let’s get this done as fast as possible guys!” One of his classmates motivates, to which everyone agrees as they disperse off to their assigned duties.

Time manages to swiftly fly by, and before he realises it, the cleaning is done and dusted. Storing the supplies away, everyone bids goodbye to each other before going in separate directions—which just so happens that you and Chifuyu are leaving the same way too.

Panic ensues in his mind as he walks slightly ahead of you while contemplating whether to take this chance to talk to you like he has always wanted to do.

Would it seem weird? What should I talk about? Does she even want to talk to—

A stomach growling cuts Chifuyu off from his endless doubts as he abruptly halts in his tracks. His pupils widen like saucers when he lightly places a hand over the culprit on his abdomen that continues to rumble.

Fuck. He mentally curses, heat rushing up to his cheeks when his ears perk at the sound of a stifled giggle that could only belong to you.

“That was a loud growl,” your voice points out as you skip happily a few steps down over to where Chifuyu is standing.

Nervously, he chuckles and when his eyes come to land upon you beside him in the flesh, he could feel a spike in his pulse that pumps rapidly in his veins.

“U-uh, yeah,” he stutters, mind blanking out. He couldn’t believe you’re talking to him. Is this a dream too?

“You know, I’m actually heading to a small noodle shop just round the corner of our school to eat,” your hands wrapped tightly around the straps of your bag as you rock back and forth on the balls of your feet, “you can join me, if you want… Or not! Either is fine by me—I know it’s random…”

As you ramble on and on, Chifuyu notices the red tint forming on your cheeks while your eyes sheepishly look at him as you continue to speak. All the while, your invitation didn’t fully register in his head until he heard you ask again.

“So, would you like to join?”

Snapping out from his thoughts, Chifuyu answers without hesitation, “Yeah, sure!”

You seem to be shocked by his response as your eyes look like they’re almost bulging out from their sockets. As if realising this, you quickly compose yourself before replying, “Okay! Let’s go then.”

Heading down the flight of stairs together, you guys could hear the sound of rain falling before it slowly gets heavier with each drop. This made Chifuyu question if he has kept an umbrella in his locker, like in his dream.

Turning the dial to key in his locker number combination, he pries the metal door open, revealing only his textbooks, a lone windbreaker, and miscellaneous things. The only usable item is his windbreaker, which he snatches out from the small compartment before shutting his locker, dejected.

“We can share my umbrella if you’d like,” you offer from beside him.

“You’re okay with it?” Chifuyu asks.

Your head nods, lips shooting him a warm smile. “Yeah, I don’t mind.”

“Okay.”

Together, you guys walk to the entrance of the school where beyond the roof, rain heavily pours down onto the pavement as it creates huge puddles everywhere. Light splashes of water manage to land coldly on both of your skin, leaving goosebumps to run up your bodies. Standing beside Chifuyu, you’re digging around the compartment of your bag before your hand fishes out an umbrella with a grin on your face.

“Tada!” You exclaim, waving the object in front of Chifuyu as he casts a questioning look at it.

“That doesn’t look big enough to shield the two of us!” Chifuyu yells over the loud pattering of rain.

“Yeah…” You look at it sadly. “But it’s the only one I have.”

As you unfold the umbrella to its full size, Chifuyu scrutinises it with uncertainty. The design is definitely only made for a single person to use as there is hardly enough surface area for both of you to seek shelter underneath.

Glancing at the heavy rain, a sudden memory flashes in his head as he remembers the image of you in his dream being soaked to the bones at the rooftop. His heart clenches in his chest, wishing to protect that vulnerable sight of you. Maybe it’s just primal instincts, but he has the urge to keep you safe, even from the rain.

Looking down at the windbreaker he’s holding, an idea comes to mind. Without a second thought, he takes a step forward, hands outstretched as they cage you between them.

You gaze up at him in bafflement as unexpectedly, he throws the jacket around your shoulders in one smooth motion. Your breath hitches on the back of your throat as the scent of him floods your senses. In your chest, your heart is hammering wildly by his bold actions that renders you speechless.

“Thanks…” You manage to squeak out, feeling his warm breath fanning down on you.

Peering up through your lashes, your eyes locked with his beautiful green ones, feeling enamoured when you can see his emotions swimming in its shallow depths.

“No problem,” he replies, feeling himself getting lost in your own eyes as well. With a shake of his head, he then changes the subject before things could get awkward, “Anyway, shall we get going?” He grabs the umbrella from your hands before holding it up between the two of you.

Huddling towards him, you clutch tightly onto the windbreaker wrapped around you before looking up at him with a grin, “Yes we shall.”

With that being said, the both of you take a step forward into the pouring rain. Immediately, raindrops drum rhythmically against the umbrella over your heads, eliciting a small squeal of excitement from your lips when you feel your shoulder getting hit by the cool drops of water.

From treading careful steps to skipping over puddles, the two of you inevitably begin splashing each other like little kids in the rain, peals of laughter escaping from both of you.

Despite getting all drenched, you and Chifuyu didn’t mind one bit at all as the playful energy created between you guys made this moment a truly unforgettable one. And maybe it’s just the static in the air, but Chifuyu senses that this day forward might just be the blossoming of his own shoujo romance, starring you as the female lead he’s been crushing on for years.

[haitanin]

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that always shows up when you call. Whether it be to squish a spider or watch late night movies with you, he always makes sure to pick up.

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that doesn’t care what you guys do together as long as you’re together. Sometimes that means chilling at home doing your skincare with you and sometimes that means helping you fold laundry. He just likes being around you.

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that always calls to ask you how your dates went. Always chiming in with things they could’ve done better. He didn’t bring you flowers? He must be broke! Didn’t open your car door for you? They guy has no manners! Whatever it is, Chifuyu knows he could do better.

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that knows he can cross the line between friendship and something more at times. Like hand feeding you your favorite fruit, and cuddling on the couch. He tells himself it’s just what best friends do, but can’t help but get mad when your other guy friends try to do it too.

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that insists on getting matching necklaces. All best friends do it! So it’s not weird, right? He just likes seeing his name on you, and feels even better with your name dangling closer to his heart.

Bestfriend!Chifuyu that tells himself it’s okay if that’s all he ever is. Even if you only see him as your sweet doe-eyed best friend, he just wants to stay by your side as long as he can.

Because no one else can comfort you like he does. No one else can hold you tight and cradle you in his arms just the way you like. He knows your favorite flavor ice cream and why you always look up at the moon. Yeah, it’s okay if never gets to know what it’s like to be more than just your friend. As long as he gets to stay your best friend.

[haitanin]

Holding hand || Tokyo Revengers

Characters: Mikey, Drake, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Koko, Inui, Kaku, Izana, Ran, Rindou

words: 1,200

Mikey

He is the type to hold hands, he really loves it.

Always take it and bring it to his face, leaning his cheeks into it.

It's like he can always have your attention, he just has to squeeze or pull it a little and you're looking at him with a caring curiosity.

He can keep you close and safe too, and there's nothing more important for him.

Likes to take it when you two cuddle, so he can play with your fingers and kiss the back of it.

It brings him a lot of comfort so he'll hold your hand at every chance he gets.

Draken

He doesn’t seem to be the type to hold hands outside, sorry.

He’ll keep it for himself at home, but ! He’s always so close, just behind you that if you stumble a bit on your feet he immediately bumps into you.

He’ll probably catch your shoulder just to be sure you don’t fall and stroke it slowly, telling you to be careful.

He doesn't show it but he cares a lot.

More the type to patpat your head or lean an arm around your shoulders to show your taken.

Draken will hold your hand if you're scared or not feeling well so your mind would focus on his warm hand instead of the stressful situation.

Mitsuya

He's a gentleman.

He holds your hands when you go down stairs together or wait for you at the end.

A sweet smile is always on his face when he feels your hand taking his.

Not necessarily let go after, because why wouldn't he be seen holding hands with someone as beautiful as you.

He always seems so proud, it's insane.

Also the type to kiss your hands to flutter you and he's very satisfied when you tell him to stop as you blush and struggle to speak.

Chifuyu

If he does it out of enthusiasm, Chifuyu will just be the happiest to guide you and won't mind at all your hand intertwined in his.

But if he thinks about it before doing it, he'll be a mess.

Blushing as he thinks about how to do it, if you want to, check if his hand isn't sticky.

End up looking stupid and you catch his hand instead so he'll stop overthink.

Yet he's the happiest cause you want it too and noticed his behavior.

Don't ask a lot from him at first cause he's a perfectionist and wants to do everything in the best way at the first try.

Later on it'll become natural for him to hold your hand.

Kazutora

Shy baby™.

He’s scared to bother you even if it’s just the two of you, he doesn’t want to appear clingy even if he knows you don’t mind and like it.

If he ever does, his cheeks will be so red, you almost get worried, and he’ll hide himself against you so you can’t see his blush anymore.

You have to take his hand outside cause he will never do it, too scared to impinge on your privacy.

But with time, to show you that he wants to hold hands, he’ll brush yours with his and let you take it slowly, loving the way you brush your thumb on it.

He will smile like a lovesick idiot.

Ran

Another one who's proud to have you qualified as his.

Would hold your hand without hesitation, either this or your waist, especially when he notices someone looking at you two.

Probably looks at it all the time cause he finds your every move really graceful but ends up cutting you to intertwined fingers with you and smiles.

Ran sure has pretty hands and slender fingers, so with yours ? God tier.

Search for your hands when he backhug you too.

It feels more intimate for him if you have your hands in his during it.

Rindou

I don't think he minds, but he's gonna act like he does.

If you take his hand out of nowhere, he'll whine, brush it away or say something like he doesn't like it in public.

When he is. (Ran is making fun of him for this cause he knows him behind closed doors)

But if you try to or let go, he'll take it back and squeeze your hand, then won't let it go.

It's just an attitude because he doesn't want people to think that he's silly because of you.

He’s in fact more affectionate behind closed doors.

Nobody will look at him if he plays with your fingers while listening to you, looking at you with love heart eyes because he just loves simple closeness.

Or if he brings it to his face to kiss it or lean into it.

He’ll be the only one to hear you chuckle at his cute behavior and that’s all that matters to him.

Inui

Like Draken, I don't think he likes pda, he’s shyer about it.

But, unlike Draken, if you ask for it, he will hold your hand when you go outside together, even if he’s blushing.

With time he’ll get used to it tho and would go back to his stoic face.

He likes to hold your hand to catch your attention like when you’re busy but he needs you or wants to talk to you but can’t get it in another way.

Loves to hold it when you’re talking so he can play with your fingers, twisting it in every way possible.

He doesn’t really realize it, it's intuitive for him.

It makes you giggle a lot cause he’s really adorable to look at you with puppy eyes while playing with your hand.

Kokonoi

This man necessarily has a thing for hands, idk it just makes sense to me.

He likes pretty hands, especially your nails. Not like a manicure, just the shape.

So he's always looking at it, wanting to hold it and play with it. He'll touch your nails a lot, it's kinda soft, he likes the sensation.

Steal one of your hands when you're busy and he's next to you to hold it, making you protest but not like you pull it back.

The type to kiss your hand as a greeting and never let go of it when you meet someone new. He's possessive yk.

Wants you safety all the time and he can assure that if he always holds your hand.

Kakucho

Shy baby™ pt.2.

I feel like he's not used to this at all.

So when you show him a tiny bit of affection he's blushing right away.

He's cute tho, turning his head so you don't see it clearly but leans in your touch no matter what.

Same goes when you hold his hand, he rarely does it first but when he has it, he's not letting go.

Please have mercy and don't do it outside, he doesn't know what to do.

Even if he likes it a lot, he's not very comfortable with it to everyone's eyes.

Izana

He's willing to do so. I feel like he really likes it, it’s normal for him to hold your hand no matter where he is.

He might seems crazy but he's in fact really caring and loves to make you feel loved and seen.

He will hold your hands just so people know you're his and vice versa. If you grab his hand first and feel shy about it, he'll tease you sweetly.

“You should have just asked if you wanted to hold my hand sweetheart.”

Probably nuzzle his nose into your hair while saying it. And kiss your cheek afterwards.

Loving to see you blush because he found it absolutely adorable. Love to hold both of your hands before pulling you in a hug.

I hope you liked it !