#fawning over him when he starts to get close to yuuji

[literaila]

what does reader think of all the students at jujutsu tech ? is she like a proud mum when she meets yuji and nobara and is like "my son made friends" ? does megumi come home kn the weekends ? are they all sad when he officially starts there ?

trust that reader is everyone’s mom figure. she is the only person with any common sense, the most sane out of them all. if there’s a question that needs to be answered, reader should be the first person anyone goes to (someone might say otherwise but still)

satoru might say that you need to be a little “crazy” to be a jujutsu sorcerer, but you think he’s just projecting.

and you tell him this when you’re discussing megumi, talking about him living away from home—because jujutsu is immersive. it’s something you’re supposed to devote your lives to and you know this.

you do. really.

i mean, you lived there. you went to class with other sorcerers—satoru—and you know that you can’t half ass a career in jujutsu. you know.

but still, you can’t help but lay in bed with satoru and talk about megumi and ask him “does he really have to live there?” you’ll stare at satoru’s face. his half vacant eyes, tired from a day of work and all three of you. “he could come home at night and eat dinner. he could drive over with us.”

“what would the other first years say?”

“they wouldn’t have to know.”

you know you sound a bit naive. like a kid. but, honestly, didn’t satoru fall in love with you when you were one. why should it matter to either of you?

“what do you think nanami and haibara would’ve thought if you went home every night when you came to school?”

you give him a look, half joking. in no world would that have even been possible for you.

“okay,” he rolls his eyes. “what do you think suguru would’ve thought about me? if i went home every night to the gojo clan? or shoko?”

“they both made fun of you anyway.”

“megumi wants to go,” satoru reminds you like you don’t already know it. “do you want him to feel separated from his classmates?”

“stop,” you tell him, groaning into the side of his head. his hair smells like gumdrops and plums.

“i’m just saying,” satoru kisses behind your ear, his go-to method of distraction. “he’s a man.”

“he’s not.”

satoru shakes his head against yours, not saying anything.

“he’s not. you’re not even a man.”

the boy in question grins like this is what he was waiting for you to say. “and i still lived in the dorms, a building away from you.”

you sit up suddenly, thinking. “what if megumi falls in love with a classmate?”

satoru laughs.

“no, i’m serious—“

still, when megumi moves into his dorm room, you don’t even attempt to dissuade him. he seems… as giddy as he can get, carrying his boxes around campus like he didn’t spend half his childhood following you or satoru around.

you’re immensely glad that you agreed to work there with him in this moment. satoru says he has no idea when the other first years will show up—as per usual—and you don’t want megumi to be alone for long.

so it’s fortunate that satoru can introduce him to the now second years, and you can stand along slide megumi all the while, grinning at your pupils and nudging megumi to be polite.

you don’t get to watch satoru smile at your overprotective tendencies or proud-motherly instincts. he finds it… slightly adorable (and insanely attractive) to watch you fuss over your son like he’s a tiny little doll you can dress up.

and really, you’re just glad that megumi isn’t afraid of all of this like you were. that he had someone—two people—to show him the reins. that satoru is going to be there beside him the whole time, you just a classroom away.

yeah, you think, for just once, it’ll all be fine.

and then you get to hear all about satoru’s teaching methods from your new students (which ensues a whole… months worth of arguments).

#hehehe #thinking about reader watching over megumi from the sidelines #fawning over him when he starts to get close to yuuji #comforting him when the inevitable happens #and then beating satoru up when he tells her— #ah #good times #(all the second years love her and seriously question her sanity) #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x you #a typical family

[willows-peak]

*･ﾟ✧ How the JJK characters show their love for u (love languages)

tags: multi character x reader, gn! reader, fluff, just overwhelming amts of fluff

word count: 1.3k

a/n: im starting off with some fluff, bc they all deserve some soft loving <3

⋆｡˚ ♡ PHYSICAL TOUCH: light squeezes of your hand, hugs from behind, leaning on your shoulder on the train, holding your wrist while you walk together, no matter what their hands are on you. they just love you too much to keep away from you, can you blame them? the feeling of you against their skin makes them feel happier than they could ever expect, even when they're coming across as clingy sometimes.

nobara will tug on your sleeve until you oblige and follow her around the mall, your hand either taken by your girlfriend's or the brightly colored shopping bags she'd acquired over your trip. some for her, some for you, because she was just dying to put you in some of the shirts she'd seen around the mall. and she's smile and kiss your cheek when you went with her requests with no fuss

yuuji will take no liberties in picking you up at any point. greeting you? you're up in the air before you can say 'hello'. god help you if you even mention being tired, because he will carry you in his arms without a moments hesitation, holding you close to his chest and claiming he can't in good conscious let you walk while tired! as your boyfriend, its his job to take care of you

gojo will never ever hesitate to embarrass you with how doting he can get. dramatically gasping whenever he sees you in his kitchen making a snack and rushing over to you, pressing kiss after kiss to your face and squeezing you while praising the heavens he's able to see you today, ignoring how you turned your face away and whined at him to lay off

⋆｡˚ ♡ WORDS OF AFFIRMATION: with someone like you, how do you expect them to keep their mouth shut? they can never get enough of the way you blush or laugh at their compliments, or their daily vows of love. "you're a great cook, dear." if you made them a meal, or fawning over how great you look today, despite you being dressed in loose pajamas with a messy bedhead. they need you to always know how in love they are, constantly.

sukuna, surprisingly, can offer quite a few bits of praise to you through the day. while you may have to pause and figure out his wording to actually receive a compliment at times, that doesn't change how he'll always show his approval of you in his own way. he never fails to acknowledge your effort in something, patting your shoulder and congratulating you on whatever you did.

nanami is always straight to the point when he speaks, wasting no extra time to dance around a subject and often being more blunt than necessary with his words. and that carries over to how he loves you, of course. kissing the temple of your head, murmuring about how lucky he is to be with you, brushing hair out of your face while you lean in for a proper kiss.

⋆｡˚ ♡ GIFT GIVING: plastic charms, figurines, hair clips, clothes, jewelry, stuffies, flowers, games, they're never ending. you're never not on their mind, so it's really impossible for them to be out and about without seeing some beautiful roses in a shop window and not hesitate at all with buying it for you. a single off handed comment about how you're a fan of something, and suddenly your arms are full of different kinds of merch. you've had to reorganize your room countless times to fit everything they've gotten you in there, and you're starting to look like a hoarder. but, it makes them happy, so what choice do you have?

getou could plant acres of flower fields with how much roses he'd gotten you. you can't even remember when you'd told him your favorite flower, the innocent seeming question still forcing you to fill up vase after vase of beautifully picked red roses. the amount of times getou had shown up to your door, hands behind his back with a smile plastered over his face at your weary sigh. "what did you get now, sugu..." "i don't have a clue what you mean, my love."

maki will take the extra step and take you with her when she gets a gift idea, finding the way you'd fret over her funds as she casually bought you yet another scarf she caught you eyeing much cuter than surprising you with it. this happens so often that she's caught you snapping your head forwards when letting your eye linger on something too long, making her laugh and peck your cheek before snatching it up before you could notice.

⋆｡˚ ♡ QUALITY TIME: quiet nights, spent curled up next to each other simply enjoying the others presence. sitting next to you while you play your favorite game, throwing occasional questions at you and smiling when you eagerly answer them. sometimes they get sheepish at how in love they are, that you simply being there makes them feel happier than anything. but when you're cozied up next to them, snoring softly against their chest, they can't seem to care too much about anything else

megumi is the king of silent time together, claims it helps him study and plan for missions when nothing is happening around him. and while that's true, often times he will replace 'feeling lonely and wanting your company' with 'studying for an exam'. he's sure you aren't aware of what he truly means when he asks to come over though, even when he shows up with no textbooks or notes to 'study from', and immediately goes to cuddle up against you when you usher him inside your room.

choso is..very clingy lol. always following behind you wherever you go, sitting next to you with a soft smile even as you aimlessly scroll through your phone. he's so silent that you've forgotten his presence entirely a few times, yelping when you hear a low sigh or a shuffle of his hand against your own. you felt a little exposed at first, always being under surveillance by him, but you adjusted pretty quickly and accepted his way of affection.

⋆｡˚ ♡ ACTS OF SERVICE: call it a hero complex, but they just adore being your knight in shining armor. holding the door open for you, finishing an assignment for you after learning how stressed you've been recently, wrapping their coat around you when it gets too chilly out, making your favorite meal just because they could. why should you have to do things when they're right there?

toji, despite having cast away his family name, was still raised by a traditional family. which meant he'd assigned himself to any hard work that needed to be done. plumbing, cleaning, repairing of any kind, he was on it. at first he did it out of habit, used to being forced to pick up any chore that others didn't feel like doing. but over time, the way you'd thank him and hug him tight when he did something for you made his heart melt. nowadays, he almost gets giddy when he hears your frustrated mumbling from across the room, happy to help you yet again with whatever you needed.

yuuta is really the sweetest thing... he's always ready to help you out, no matter how small the issue is. the mornings are his favorite, though, watching your chest rise and fall peacefully while sunlight slowly made its way across your sleeping form. he loves being able to tidy up your room and get breakfast ready for you while you peacefully sleep the sunrise away. he'd turn his head towards the hall as he heard your footsteps shuffle closer to him, a blanket draped over your sleepy figure as you greeted him.

inumaki, even with your reassurance, still feels guilty at times for not being able to talk with you how you're used to. deciphering rice ball ingredients in response to you asking when his is birthday isn't the simplest task, unfortunately. so, he always makes sure to show his love through simple tasks he can do for you. keeping extra snacks in his bag for when you get hungry during class, handing you his umbrella if he notices the sky beginning to dribble on your way home, even when you insist he keep it. he doesn't mind the rain if it's with you.

#jujustu kaisen #jjk #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x you #jjk drabbles #choso x reader #toji x reader #gojo x reader #megumi x reader #yuuji x reader #nobara x reader #nanami x reader #getou x reader #inumaki x reader #maki x reader #yuuta x reader #jjk scenarios #jjk fanfiction #sukuna x reader

[sukunarii]

Shinsen: Bribery

Pairing: Sukuna x GN! Reader (ft. Yuuji)

Synopsis: Sukuna was curious about your phone. Cue you showing him the power of the internet.

A/N: Ahh idk if this fits with the word haha, sorry if it doesn’t. It started as a fic about Sukuna trying to bribe the reader to get their phone but turned into this lmao....also don’t mind the bad pun >_>

"What is that you are holding, human."

Yuuji likes to sleep talk sometimes but this voice was certainly not him. You looked over to your pink haired friend who was dozing off on the couch beside you. Of course you saw the single eye and the malicious mouth that belonged to the King of Curses.

"This?" you asked while casually raising the phone on your hand and waving it.

"Yes that, what else?", Sukuna said annoyed.

“Aren’t you grumpy,” you jabbed at him, “Well this thing is a phone.”

Sukuna blinked. Ever since he reincarnated, he has noticed that most of the human population seems to be obsessed with these little rectangular boxes but he was completely in the dark about what they do.

“What is it’s purpose?”, he asks while trying to not make his interest too obvious.

“Oh it’s super fun!”, you say gleefully, “You can umm search things up, take pictures, listen to music, text people, watch cat vide—“

“You are not making sense, human,” Sukuna cuts you off.

You put a hand on your chin as if you were thinking then concluded, “I suppose all of this info can be overwhelming.”

Overwhelming. Sukuna didn’t like that word at all. Nothing would overwhelm him, he is the strongest after all.

“I’m not overwhelmed. I’m underwhelmed that you humans have resorted to wasting your time on such meaningless things...for fun,” he insulted but you just laughed it off

“Yeah, yeah, why don’t you see for yourself,” you said.

“I’m not interested—“ Sukuna started however he was cut off with you holding your phone up to face him and suddenly a flash goes off. It was so bright that he had to close his eyes.

“You lowly human what are you doing to me?”, he fumed.

“I’m taking a picture of course,” you answered back casually, “Ahhhhh look at this filter it’s so adorable!” you said and turned your phone to face Sukuna.

You put the phone so close to him that he instinctively flinched and squinted his eye. When he started to adjust to the brightness, he saw an image of the pink haired brat sleeping and him on the cheek displayed on the screen. However Sukuna had dog ears and a dog tongue.

“What is the meaning of this?”

“It’s the dog filter, super neat right? There’s also a rabbit and a cat filter!”

“This is blasphemy, how dare you compare me to a dog?”

“Oh come on it looks good! Why don’t we try this one!“

Sukuna didn’t even get the chance to protest and he was greeted by another flash.

You held your phone up and laughed at the picture then turned it around to show him one again. This time, there was a pink hue on his cheeks as if he was blushing, his eye was so large as if he was giving puppy eyes while pouting. He looked well, cute was the closest word to describe it.

"Adorable," you fawned.

“I'll rip your heart out first thing when I take over the brat," he threatens you a bit too seriously.

"Ah ha ha...we can look at ummm google instead," you said and cold sweats.

"What is that?", Sukuna asks.

"Well, it's something called a search engine, pretty much if you type anything into it, information will show up," you tried your best to explain.

An intrigued expression forms on Sukuna's face, "Anything?"

"Uhh yeah, anything," you answered.

Sukuna's lips curls into a malicious smile, "Human, ask the rectangle box for 100 ways to inflict pain on annoying brats."

"What? No! Ask something normal!" you objected.

Sukuna sighed, "Weaknesses of Itadori Yuuji, will that do?"

You mentally facepalmed, "No of course not, Yuuji isn't famous enough to have google searches."

Sukuna's smile disappears completely, "You said anything, this is clearly not anything."

You rolled your eyes, "Yeah, yeah well I didn't think out of anything in the world, that was what you wanted to ask. I meant like ummm....for example you're a renown curse so we could search you up."

Sukuna suddenly seemed interested again, "Do you mean the box has recorded the tales of my glory?"

Your eyes shifted awkwardly, unsure what to answer, "More or less."

You typed in 'Ryomen Sukuna' into the search bar and watched the thousands of results pop up. A little blurb showed up along with a few pictures, you read the blurb outloud, "Ryomen Sukuna is a sorcerer that was said to have appeared in Hida Province during the Heian Era."

You showed Sukuna the picture that accompanied the summary, it showed a bridge in the Hida Province.

"Ah, this bridge brings back memories," Sukuna said.

You raised an eyebrow, "Like what?", you dared to ask.

"I once slayed 50 men on that bridge when they tried to ambush me—"

"ALRIGHT, moving on," you interrupted him.

"Stop cutting me off you disrespectful human."

"Then stop making everything about killing!", you exclaimed back.

You scrolled through the searches, some were about a video game character of the same name, another was a conspiracy theory about the 'real' Sukuna, then finally you clicked on a link of a forum that discussed about supernatural beings and the thread was about Sukuna.

"Alright listen to what they said," you tell Sukuna, "Sukuna was a powerful curse from the Heian era that was feared. He was well known for his slashing and cutting abilities."

"Not wrong," Sukuna commented.

"So does that mean he is very good at cutting vegetables?" "OMG he can cook lmao!", you read.

"Tch."

You continued, "I think he also has dark pink hair." "What? Dark pink?! That sounds really cool!" "Yes and four arms." "No, no, pink hair is baaad. Source: My neighbour has the ugliest f*cking pink hair." "Maybe your neighbour is Sukuna?" "LOL does he have four arms though?" "WAIT Sukuna has four arms, so he is Stitches' long lost brother!"—

You stopped reading.

"Wow, no wonder you hate humans," you concluded.

"Very."

"Umm—so I guess enough internet for today!", you concluded sheepishly.

"This useless device is what you humans pathetically waste your time on?"

"Alright you're starting to sound like my grandparents," you retorted sarcastically, "Could of at least said a thank you for me going through the effort of showing you how to operate a phone."

Sukuna was about to snap back at you but suddenly, your phone started vibrating and playing a traditional Japanese tune. It was the prelude to one of your favourite songs, they purposefully incorporated some traditional Japanese music into it and you've set it as your ringtone. You checked the caller ID, it was some 1-800 number. You rolled your eyes and ended the call, "Ugh, scams."

"Human make your box do that again," Sukuna orders.

You looked up from your phone to him, "What? Make it ring?"

"I said make that device sing" he said.

"Oh like you mean play that music?"

"Yes."

You opened Youtube and typed in the name of the song and the prelude started playing again. For the first time today, he looked pleased. "You like this?", you asked him.

"I have heard this song before," Sukuna said.

"Hmm, that makes sense. It says here that they used some music from the Heian era as the main tune," you explained.

“I thought I would never hear it again.”

“See! I said phones are great! That’s the power of the internet for you!”

"Human, give me the device,” Sukuna suddenly said bluntly.

"Wait what? No this is mine!"

"I want it."

"Get your own."

"I'll rip your heart out if you don't give it to me."

"I'll fucking die without my phone anyways so I don't care."

Sukuna sighs again, "Fine just let me see it."

You hold your phone protectively, "I don't trust you."

"How about I promise to do one thing for you in return."

You wanted to decline his offer, but you had an idea."Fine, I'll lend you my phone for five minutes on one condition.”

“What do you want?”

“You see everything Yuuji does so tell me something embarrassing about him,” you said.

"Easy. Now hand me the phone first," Sukuna replied.

"How do I do that? Should I force Yuuji to swallow my phone?", you asked him.

Yuuji woke up from his nap in a rather violent way. (Name) was strangulating him while shouting something about spitting their phone out.

"Whoa (Name)!", Yuuji yelps.

"Yuuji make Sukuna give me my phone back!", you ordered him but still violently shaking the poor pink haired boy.

Sukuna's mouth appeared on Yuuji's cheek again, "Foolish human, the number one rule in the jujutsu world is if you make a deal with a sorcerer, you better make a binding vow."

You gritted your teeth, "Oh shut up and spit it out Sukuna!"

"(Name) you're killing me," Yuuji begged.

"Then tell Sukuna to keep his end of the deal! Or switch with him so I can choke him properly instead of you!"

Sukuna's mouth forms into a mischievous smile again, "I'll throw you a bone, human. One embarrassing fact about the brat is that he has a crush on you."

You let go of your grip on Yuuji, "Wait WHAT."

"And I will be keeping this phone," Sukuna announces before disappearing off.

"Sukuna!" both you and Yuuji shouted in unison.

#sukuna #sukuna x reader #ryomen sukuna #ryomen sukuna x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen imagines

[lily-radiance]

Dirty Little Secret

Ryomen Sukuna x reader

This wasn't the first time you had fallen asleep on your boyfriend's body, but it was the first time you had slipped into his counterpart's domain. Yuuji had wrapped you in his arms on the couch, and all you remembered was the fact that you were talking about your week with him.

You hadn't expected to fall asleep so quickly, especially since you had assured yourself you weren't even that tired.

"I love you y'know.", You muttered as you nodded off.

You heard a deep laugh right next to your ear,making your body stiffen.

"You're confessing so easily? You're not worried about your boyfriend overhearing?"

You pushed yourself upwards, trying your best to keep your composure.

You had met him enough times to know that fighting and arguing would get you nothing but trouble.

"You weren't meant to hear that! Look it was an honest mistake, so you could just let me leave and I'll be out of your hair."

You hoped that the curse underneath you would hear to reason and common sense.

"You'd have to beg for me to consider it, (y/n), and I don't think you want to do that."

The way your name rolled off his tongue made you squirm. He must have noticed your reaction because a sly smile formed on his lips.

You were about to rebuttal when you noticed the position you had gotten into. One of his hands rested on your hip, while the other was still holding your cheek. You were straddling him against his throne, and with your arms looped around the back of his neck. The position made his head line up perfectly with your chest, causing your stomach to twist in embarrassment.

You quickly turned your head, trying to calm your racing heart before it gave you away. However this only made it more obvious that you were staring in the first place.

You hadn't realized he was now closing in on your neck, a warm breath making your skin crawl.

"It must be difficult pretending to fawn over one guy when you're really after another. You expect me to believe it was an accident when you're getting so heated over a simple little thing like this?"

You did love Yuuji, there was no question about that, but if you were being honest, the curse inside him had you hooked.

"it's not like you have any proof."

Now you knew the second those words escaped you that they were a mistake. Because if he really needed proof, your disheveled figure was enough.

"I don't need anything except your body and that heartbeat of yours to tell me everything I already know. You should quit while you're ahead, before you go and get yourself into trouble worse than this."

You almost laughed, wondering how anything could be worse than being trapped on top of the King of Curses himself.

"Did you drag me here just to make a scene? I'm starting to wonder your motivation Ryomen Sukuna."

"After all, I might just kiss you, among other things."

But at the same time, you were a little curious to know how much worse it could get.

As much as he hated to admit it, his name sounded so much better coming from your mouth.

"You let yourself in, whether you meant to or not. It just so happened that I let my guard down around you and here you are, in my domain, asking pointless questions."

This was his way of saying he let you in without ulterior motives. Well without many ulterior motives.

"Unlike you, not everyone knows everything. I didn't necessarily think I'd be trapped with you in the middle of the night."

Now that did make him crack up, not only did you slip into his arms in his domain, but you thought you couldn't get out. Granted domains are known for trapping and tricking it's victims, but not this time.

"You can leave anytime you want, I'm not holding you down yet. In fact, I haven't done a thing to you, a mortal who slipped in here doing nothing but interrogating me."

His words made you realize something. Not only were you unharmed, but true to his argument you were the one still holding him.

And from the looks of it, he was sleeping before you came in and disturbed his moment of peace.

His eyes were still cloudy with the fog of sleep as they blinked slowly at you. His pink hair had been slightly messy as he rested on the palm of his hand.

Four ruby irises watched in caution as your hand slipped through his hair, nails tapping along his head softly.

He breathed out a sigh, allowing his body to relax and tension to leave.

His eyes closed as he leaned farther into his hand, all tension disappearing from his body.

"You are one interesting woman, to be so foolish."

His words lost their threatening tone as he opened his eyes once more, slowly looking over every aspect of your frame.

You stopped your gentle touches, wondering if they were truly bothering him. But it seemed that your abrupt stop was more agitating.

"You didn't have to stop you know? It's been a while since I've been that relaxed, especially in the presence of someone like you."

He hooked his arms around your waist, pulling you against him once more. But this time you didn't squirm or even resist, instead trying to accept it.

It was odd to say the least, that you were falling asleep so easily, and that you were falling into the arms of the enemy as well.

His hands rested on your lower back, rubbing soothing circles in an attempt to get you to rest. It almost worked, but something was still holding you awake.

"Aren't you supposed to despise sorcerers like me? Your natural enemy?"

You'd asked the question out of curiosity, hoping for a honest answer.

"You forget I was one of you as well. I'm not just some curse you can exorcise so easily."

His voice was drifting, the effects of exhaustion and the need for sleep culminating.

"But if you want to really know why I haven't picked a fight with you, a sorcerer, it's because you've got me stuck."

Now you could hear his breathing get softer and feel his claws tapping along your body.

Maybe it was that you'd never seen him in his domain, that you'd never seen him separate from Yuuji before, but it was as though you saw the true him. To see him so relaxed in what had to be a robe meant for those in the upper class. Even as you saw the black tattoos and eyes the shade of blood, you couldn't recall why you'd considered him a monster in the first place.

"You probably want to get back to your boyfriend right?"

You didn't know how to respond, irritated at yourself that you had completely forgotten about your real lover asleep on the couch.

"I probably should but..."

"I'm totally in awe of you" was the phrase that was stuck in your head.

It was as though he could read your mind, a smirk forming as he cradled you against him, his warm breath making you want to stay just a little longer.

"It's not like you planned this right? He'd never know I got his little lover right here, in my arms after all."

You laid back against him, closing your eyes completely with faith that he, out of all people, could keep a secret.

It was the strangest thing, as you drifted off you could smell the faintest trace of lavender. But you chose to ignore it for now, only thinking about it the next day when you discovered the flowers in a vase on your bedside table. Not in Yuuji's room, but your own.

The final thing you noticed was the black ring looping around your left wrist, matching a certain cursed spirits own markings. But luckily, the marking was only visual in your eyes.

#reader insert #x reader #jujutsu kaisen #anime #fluff #ryomen sukuna #itadori yuji #Spotify

[shokobuns]

something sweet

maybe having someone to help you out in the stockroom wasn't so bad after all.

PAIRING: itadori yuuji x reader

GENRE: fluff, strangers to lovers

WORD COUNT: 2.5k

WARNINGS: almost stabbed, mentions of sharp things (boxcutters and broken glass), making out

it’s not like you had a problem with the same menial tasks everyday.

in fact, you would even say that it was a fun way to spend your free period. it was better than doing some complicated assignment or even having to talk to people with your lack of sleep and patience. coffee never allowed for a proper nap no matter how exhausted you were and your teacher wouldn’t allow that anyways.

it was an easy job that you could do with minimal help. all you had to do was put the beakers away, clean up the floor once in awhile, maybe pop some bubble wrap when new packages arrived. being alone in the stockroom was nice because you were able to turn on some music on your headphones, do whatever dances you felt like doing as long as you were still doing your job. no help was needed or wanted.

“where should i put this?”

you jump, nearly stabbing the blonde haired boy behind you with a boxcutter. luckily, he was quick, jumping backwards with a yelp as you took a deep breath in to process the situation. you didn’t accidentally hurt the boy in front of you, did you? your face falls and the initial rush of fear turns into guilt. “i’m sorry! i didn’t know you were there!”

“it’s okay,’ he responds with a smile, unphased by the fact his shirt had almost been slashed, ‘i understand. you’re probably here alone most of the time, right?”

“yeah, i wasn’t expecting for anyone else to be here,” you sigh before realizing what he had probably walked in on before the whole ordeal, “wait.. did you see me doing anything?”

“you’re a pretty good dancer if that’s what you’re asking.”

embarrassment. your cheeks feel unbelievably hot and your stomach turns while embarrassment settles in your body. this period was your alone time, your chance to flail about and having someone else witness it? definitely not preferable. although, he does seem nice and he hasn’t made fun of you. not yet, at least.

his voice brings you out of your train of thought. “so, where should i put that thing?”

he carries on as if nothing happened. thank god. “the flask goes in that cabinet, bottom shelf. you’ll see more just like it.” you reply, pointing to the space.

he mumbles a quick thank you before doing unloading more of the new flasks onto the cabinet. you work on your own, choosing to count the new magnets on the other side of the room, doing your best to avoid him considering you just embarrassed yourself in front of the stranger by nearly injuring him for asking a simple question. though, he looks slightly familiar, he’ll probably be gone tomorrow and that’s all that matters.

behind you, yuji takes small glances while he puts away the flasks, waiting for you to turn around and ask for his name. hell, he’s waiting for any type of question. after all, who sees a random boy in their work space and doesn’t question it at all?

when the next day comes, you’re proven wrong because he sits in the chair, awaiting another order from you. you curse under your breath before putting on a faux smile. “do you need help with anything?”

“do you need help with anything?”

“no, thanks. i’m good on my own. you can go back to whatever you do in this period.”

he scratches his head, eyebrows furrowing together. “i thought you needed help. that’s what my math teacher told me when he sent me here.”

“not really? i can usually get a lot done on my own. who told you i needed help?”

“gojo. i’m his teacher assistant, but i don’t know how to do the math he’s teaching, so i can’t really help anyone.” he explains

“oh, yeah! i had him for calculus last semester,” your eyes light up at the mention of your favorite white haired mentor, “weird guy. good teacher.”

wait. gojo’s teacher assistant?

you’ve heard your friends talk about him, given that they were in that exact class the blonde haired boy was supposed to be in right now. the one guy that pe teachers fawn over and coaches try to recruit? why did they put him in the math department instead of pe? what’s his name again? yuki? yugi?

“you’re yuji itadori?”

“yuji itadori.” he confirms and you’re relieved. good thing you didn’t mess up his name.

no wonder he looked familiar. miwa was fascinated by his physical ability, you distinctly remember her pointing him out during lunch and telling you about how he was ‘scarily fast’ and could probably ‘lift ten of her at a time.’ although, it was from far away and he was partially blocked by a girl with short brown hair and megumi, the intimidating spikey haired quiet boy in some of your classes.

but yuji didn’t look like someone who could lift ten miwas up close. maybe he was hiding behind the oversized hoodie he wore, but he was a kind looking boy with wide eyes and messy tufts of strawberry blonde hair. throughout the short time you’ve seen him up close, he always had a slight smile on his resting face. in short, he looked approachable and was seemingly friendly.

“so, do you need help with anything?” he asks again and you decide that maybe he can be of use to you. especially if he has the strength that miwa had described.

“actually, yeah. can you lift those boxes over there and bring them to the other side of the room? they’re kind of heavy-”

she was correct because he lifts the box, which is supposedly about thirty kilograms according to your teacher, with ease. now, you don’t have to constantly go back and forth around the room just to put the packaged metal away in a farther cabinet and he can probably just put them away himself, too. it goes that way for the next hour and a half, both of you staying in your respective sides of the room, putting away your own respective items.

“thanks, itadori.”

“call me yuji.”

“will do.”

over the next two weeks, you two don’t talk as much as yuji had hoped.

he still remembers gojo’s words of encouragement, his push to get his favorite student to talk to the person who drops off notes to the teacher across the hallway from time to time. he’s never talked to you and he doubts you would even know that he existed in the first place. in fact, he was perfectly content with just stapling the papers that gojo would give him, maybe getting his own homework done in the period, but he was insistent.

“i’ve seen you staring outside the window whenever they pass by, yuji. just talk to them.”

“it’s okay.’

“no it’s not. get to know her. what if they’re nice? hmmmmm?”

“i’ll talk to her myself at some point.”

that was all it took for gojo to leave him alone, not that he didn’t like gojo or anything, especially with gojo being his second favorite teacher in the first place, but he’s content with his little crush. and again, he doubted that you would remember him in your history class and from the looks of it, he was right.

he just didn’t expect to be sent at the very stockroom that you would be in. for the rest of the semester. gojo had definitely set him up for something.

yuji was in that conflicting position in which he didn’t know whether to start a conversation or not because he didn’t want to bother you. but he also wanted to get to know you up close. of course he can sense your exhaustion himself through droopy eyelids that threaten to close and your dependence on caffeine, something he had learned about you so far in these few weeks. the only thing, it seems like.

as for you, a short talk with your science teacher confirmed that he wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon and though you will miss dancing around the stockroom by yourself, he wasn’t bad company. he mostly kept to himself, often being more rigid when you barely spared him a glance. at the times you would speak to him, he seemed more excitable and easygoing, listening to every word you say.

“yuji?”

“hmm?”

“come help me by unboxing these beakers, alright?” you patted the spot next to you before sliding the blade down the tape, “don’t worry. i’m not gonna stab you.”

“i guess i’ll help,” he snorts, “don’t you usually do these by yourself?”

“yeah, but since you’re spending the semester with me in here, we might as well get to know each other right?”

the whirring of the fan, the sound of your voice — it all seemed to fade into the background as his heart thumped hard in his chest. a million thoughts, both good and bad, race through his head as he formulated different questions, answers, and scenarios in his mind, all of them being a jumble of fantasy and panic.

you wave a hand in front of his face in an attempt to catch his attention. he seemed completely frozen, staring at you with dead eyes and it’s now that you realize you haven’t seen him up this close. honey brown eyes, the soft curve of his nose, and were those crinkles under his eyes, too? up until now, you only knew him as the ‘athletic man who was bad at math’, but he was also undeniably beautiful with his carved face and strawberry blonde hair.

“yuuuuuuuji?”

“oh! i’m sorry! did you say you wanted to get to know me?”

“yeah, we’re kind of stuck in this room everyday for an hour and a half together. i might as well find out what your favorite color is or something.”

“red! my turn! what were you listening to when you almost stabbed me?”

“hey! it was an accident!” he giggles, slicing the tape seal down the middle and opening up the package and pointing right at it. “you see that? that could have been me. i should at least know what i’m being stabbed to.”

“meg thee stallion..”

“nevermind. she’s beautiful and i wouldn’t mind dying to her music.”

you snort, thinking up another question. maybe you should ask him about why that megumi guy was so gloomy? nope, might get too personal. what about the reason he’s here? nope, you already know.

“why don’t you do any sports even though you’re literally physically gifted?” you ask curiously. there’s still a smile on his face, but his expression becomes more wistful. you didn’t accidentally hit a spot, did you?

“my grandpa is in the hospital,” oh shit, you think, “i visit him everyday and if i was on a team, i would have to go to practice at the same time.”

“i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to hit a sensitive topic, but that’s sweet of you.’

“i don’t mind. and i’m sorry if i made you uncomfortable.”

“no, it’s alright. let’s just keep asking questions then, okay?”

he nods.

in one hour, you learn that yuji itadori also likes karaoke, rice bowls, and that he’s just as bad at science than math. ironic. and yuji enjoys getting to know more about you, falling into easy conversation, becoming less of a nervous wreck. the more you speak, the deeper he falls into the trance and he silently thanks gojo for letting him get a closer look because you’re even better than what he could have imagined.

but the period is coming to an end and it’s time for him to carry off the last box of beakers to his side of the room. at least there’s time for another question and it’s his turn to ask.

“what’s your type?”

you place your fingers on your chin as you think for a moment, finding a common trait in every crush for a proper answer.

“i guess my type would be sweet boys. with pretty faces, like you, i guess.”

the response is nonchalant and you don’t think twice about it. maybe you were a little too tired to process how he’d interpret it or maybe a little too tired to filter yourself, but it slips out of your mouth like butter and you’re completely unphased. shameless, even.

meanwhile, the box drops to the ground and like before, every other noise besides his own heartbeat fades into the background, even the sound of shattering glass. heat creeps of his neck into his cheeks until his face is burning, his feet stuck in their place and his palms becoming uncomfortably sweaty. his mouth is wide open, but no words come out.

“yuji! we need to clean this, hurry up!”

your voice brings him out of his thoughts as he realizes what’s been done and immediately snaps back to carefully, but quickly, picking up the shards of glass and placing them in this box. “i-i’m sorry!”

“don’t worry. just leave the box on the counter and we’ll deal with it tomorrow.”

maybe you didn’t quite realize what you had said or what effect you had on him during that time in the stockroom because you continue everyday as if nothing happened.

it’s been, what? a little over a three weeks? and sitting next to you still causes his mind to go to odd places, ones with you. he starts to notice little things about you, too. how your tongue peaks out of your mouth when you’re peeling another sheet of bubble wrap off of some glassware, how you only count in even numbers when you take inventory of the containers.

god, you were adorable.

“yuji?”

“yeah?”

“did gojo ever tell you that there’s no cameras in here?”

“no? i thought they had security cameras everywhere.”

“that’s only hallways and classrooms. there’s none of them here. do you know what that means?”

“what?”

his head is already turned in your direction, the perfect opportunity to lean in and catch his lips. it’s small and he’s hesitant at first, but before you know it, your hands tangle in his hair, bringing him closer to you. he tastes like something sweet, like cherries, and his lips are warm. one hand rests on your cheek, his thumb brushing against it endearingly. when he pulls away, both of you are panting for air, the packages long forgotten.

“this sounds bad, but i’m glad that you’re terrible at math.”

“thanks.” he laughs and admires the look of your heated cheeks and swollen lips before pulling you back in for another searing kiss.

sure. being in that room by yourself could be fun, a perfect break with menial tasks lacking human interaction. you were far too tired to be patient with other people. but there was an exception.

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[miioouu]

hi! i’d like to request a haikyuu matchup :) i’m a straight girl who’s 5’3 i’m mixed (blasian) i have shoulder length dark brown curly hair and brown eyes. my hogwarts house is racenclaw but i have a lot of hufflepuff qualities, my mbti is ENFP, my enneagram type is type 2, my zodiac is capricorn, and i’m a bit of an old soul I LOVE boba and studio ghibli movies. my interests are photography, reading, writing, and playing video games. I also love talking about dreams and horoscopes and their meanings. my fav song rn is “21” by gracie i’m a closeted weeb I’m kinda shy when you first meet me but once you get to know me i’m pretty outgoing and crazy but overall i’d say that i’m more of an ambivert.  I’ve been told I can get a bit stubborn but that’s only because it’s when i do something i’m not used to or it’s something i’m against. but i like to keep an open mind going into new things. I’m pretty artsy and i like expressing myself through different mediums. I don’t play a sport but I love to run and workout. I absolutely love flowers I like to surround myself with people who have good vibes and bring out the best in me as well as themselves. My idea date is something sweet and meaningful like a picnic in the park and taking a walk and  watching the stars afterwards. I’m kinda a hopeless romantic if that helps any hehe thank you!!@milkteeboba   

Ah almost forgot about this one! Thank you for requesting!!❤️💜❤️

    On your nightly run, you liked to get lost in the music, look at round and surround yourself with nauture, it always makes you feel happier. Greenery and the sun setting down, darker hues beginning to take over, the lights above you starting to turn on, the cozy neighborhood always made you feel at ease, and that's why you adored you nightly routine. Of course being the daydreamer you are, you're too busy thinking. Homework, test, projects, but that's not the only things on your mind. The cute neighbor who moved in a couple of weeks ago taking over your life completely. It seems like you've been only able to draw him, to hear his voice only, everything reminding you of him even though you didn't know a single thing about him, barely his name but you doubt he knows yours, which made you a bit sad. And of course you had to get too lost in your own mind, tripping on a rock that was in your way. Closing your eyes, embracing the pain, it never came. Instead you felt yourself being lifted up, and put back on your two feet, eyes meeting honey brown ones.... The ones you've been fawning over lately. The eyes of Terushima Yuuji.

Compatible:

-He's a fun guy always ready for adventure.

-He's the kind of person to get along with any type of person. So when you first meet him, he'll understand that he needs to give you time to open up to him and feel relaxed with him.

-You're crazy? So is he honestly. He's always in for fun, not care about what people think of him, he'll do whatever he wants and he'll teach you how to do that too.

-He'll work out with you whenever. He likes to workout it puts him in a good mood and if you enjoy it, that's great.

-He's always happy, it's so so rare to see this guy in a bad mood and he'll always make you feel that way no matter what's going on.

Difficulties:

-If you think you're pretty stubborn, wait until you meet him.

-He's so attached to his beliefs and his opinions and he won't give up on them, even when he knows that he's wrong.

-He doesn't like to be told what to do, so if you ever ask him to calm down, to relax, people are staring he'll ignore you, tell you off because he doesn't care. You always feel embarrassed when he does that.

-He takes nothing seriously, not even your relationship. And what if he's flirting with some other girl? It's just for fun you know that.

-He's not the most romantic person either. So don't expect too much from him. And if he does something romantic you know you won't be able to enjoy it, there's always a meaning behind it.

Others:

-Oikawa

-Kuroo

-Nishinoya

-Akaashi

-Kenma

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