himbo!yuji x mean!reader pt. 2
.☘︎ ݁˖ synopsis: a bad day turns into the worst day of your life! starring ★ himbo!yuji, collage au
⋆˚જ⁀➴ ♡ cw: mature themes, murder, dark humor, yuji is a pervert, smut
a/n: i’m FINALLY done moving so sorry abt the delays but we’re back on track! also this isn’t profread shi too long, love ya
“sweetheart? are you okay?” the sound of your best friend’s voice snapped you out of your trance
“ha??” yuji looks at you as if you’ve grown a second head
“weed- give me some weed yuji i need some weed-“ your breathing became uneven, you were experiencing your first ever panic attack; you needed something to take that image away, something to blank your mind for the time being.
every time you closed your eyes you were reminded of the gore of the janitor’s slashed corpse flashing between them, the slack of his jaw, the lifelessness behind his eyes, how crimson the abundance of blood looked with just that sliver of light that managed to peek through that damn storage closet. this wasn’t just a bad day anymore, you’d just witnessed the aftermaths of a fucking murder.
sensing the panic flash across your eyes and your change in breathing yuji is quick to take both your hands into his,
the weight of his hands in yours helped ground you back to earth with him
“look at me mama, you’re okay, we’re okay let’s just take some deep breaths and figure this out” yuji breaths with you doing his best to calm you down, rubbing soothing circles across your palms
once you’ve caught your breath enough to speak you looked up at him
“w-what was that? that wasn’t real right?” you’ve watched all the horror movies, true crime docs but still—-just like most people you subconsciously assumed this was a situation you’d never find yourself in
“i….i dunno…..i really hope it isn’t.” yuji scratches the back of his head—he was just as confused and shocked as you but his optimism made it easier for him to hide it better, he does his best to not draw attention to the way his hands were slightly shaking with fear and adrenaline mixed.
“we should report it to the cops-“ yuji continued before you cut him off
his face scrunched up in disapproval at your suggestion
“why the hell not? what if it’s a real dead body in there!”
“keep your voice down!” you shushed him with a palm over his mouth
“have you forgotten that we are technically witnesses to this whole shitshow! , i don’t want to be involved in any of that! what if we get expelled from campus or worse! we get arrested and blamed-“
yuji cut off your panicked rambling, grabbed your jaw and smashing his lips onto yours
you kiss him back of course, kissing your best friend was the least of your problems at the moment.
yuji slipped his tongue passed your lips coaxing a soft whimper from you, the kiss turned sloppy and desperate with each passing moment,
the kiss momentarily distracted you both from the current problem at hand, both getting effortlessly carried away.
his hands roamed all over your body, fingers clenching on your waist before sliding down to grip your thigh.
you nipped at his bottom lip before sucking on the sting and running your tongue over the seam of them
yuji pressed you against the hallway locker and moved his lips from yours and on to your jawline, peppering wet kisses there
your eyes shut in pleasure before they shot open once more as your brain delivered that same gruesome image from earlier.
yuji notices your body stiffens and pulled away just enough to see your expression
“s’okay, pretty” your best friend muttered softly cupping your face and placing a sweet peck to the corner of your lips
“don’t be” he says firmly but not unkind
“nothing bad is gonna happen to you, i promise.” his hand intertwined with yours
you and yuji decided to go back to your individual dorms for the day and relax, neither of you have yet to report what you’d seen in the storage closet.
you laid awake in your bed staring out the window unpacking the series of unfortunate events that have made up your day—from the chicken costume humiliation to stumbling on a murder in the janitors closet.
it was all too much, too much to process.
you pop a melatonin gummy and watch tv until your brain shuts off.
at 3am you jolted awake from a nightmare, your breathing heavy and uneven, your mouth was cotton and your forehead beaded with sweat
you can’t get toji fushiguro’s corpse out of your head, every time you blink, every time your mind wandered, every time you’d zone out he was there, he haunted your subconscious almost as if you were the one who slashed him.
this felt like punishment for something you weren’t aware of yet.
you caved and grabbed your phone to dial yuji, only he was already calling you; you pick up on the first ring
“i can’t sleep” you say immediately
“me either, can i come to your dorm?” he spoke sounding clearly a bit exhausted as well
minutes passed and the sound of yuji’s knocking on your dorm made your head snap up; you might be more paranoid than you originally thought.
you open the door and let him in relief washing over you for a moment
“this is bad” he groaned out sitting on the edge of your bed
“really? i haven’t noticed that” you sighed out in response and took a seat next to him
“…we could get ramen” yuji suggested with a small chuckle and a hand running through his pink locks
“i don’t want ramen yuji! i want to unsee everything ive seen in the past 10 hours!” you snapped harsher than intended
“…sorry” he quickly apologized putting his hands in his lap and adverted his eyes to anywhere but you.
“s’fine….sorry it’s just- i’m on edge alright?” your voice laced with a subtle apologetic expression
“no no— i-i get it…me too” his eyes returned to yours as he reassured you.
“maybe you’re right…maybe food would..help” yuji lights up at your change of heart quickly whipping out his phone to order from your favorite ramen shop
as he did so you began picking up around your dorm, a habit you gained every time you were stressed.
the room was filled with a comfortable silence except for the old ac running and gentle rain taps against your window glass.
your thoughts drifted back to that storage closet..he couldn’t really be dead could he? there hasn’t been any news about a body being found on campus so surely it had to be a prank right? you couldn’t wrap your head around the absurdity of the situation you had so many questions, you weren’t sure if you truly wanted the answers.
your train of thought came to a screeching halt when you were stacking your text books on your desk and noticed something missing.
your voice cut through the silence of the room
“yuji,” his head snapped up at the sound of his name
“my student ID…it’s gone” your voice a bit shaky as the thought passed through your mind that maybe you could’ve left it somewhere…left it there.
yuji’s head tilted in confusion
“i can help you find it!”
for 30 minutes straight you and yuji rummaged through your entire dorm room, yuji lifted your entire mattress and support railing to look under the bed, you shook out the pockets of every pair of jeans, shorts, and hoodies you had in your closet, nothing. the thought creeped in again
“what if i left it.. there” you finally huff out in defeat as you sat down on your now half put together bed
“it’s alright we can get you a new one on monday!”
“that’s not the point moron! if i left my student ID in the closet they’ll blame me for whatever the hell that was!” you gestured with your hands
yuji could feel your spiraling coming from just the tone of your voice and was quick to put out the flames
“hey hey, look at me gorgeous” he smiled softly at you cupping your cheeks with both palms
he continued, “if it’s there i’ll go back there and grab it for you okay?”
“but what if someone sees you-“
“it’s alright, sweets, it’s 3 in the morning and we haven’t heard a word about anything that’s happened today” in this moment you realized how sweet yuji really was, he was as loyal as a dog, he didn’t want to go back to that closet, he was just as traumatized as you; yuji itadori loves you, he’d do anything for you, his best friend.
you take a deep breath, eyes closed for a moment as you collect your thoughts
“i’m coming with you then.”
yuji’s eyes widened with surprise, he didn’t expect those words from you especially because of how clear you’ve made it that you wanted absolutely nothing to do with any of this.
he flashes you that boyish grin you hated how much you loved, “okay, come with me”
“fuck my life,” you groaned out as you followed him out the door, earning you a small chuckle from him
“cmon it’ll be fun sweetheart! we’ll be in and out in no time!” yuji’s optimism was contagious, you bit back a smile and rolled your eyes in return
as you two walked down the campus hallways once more yuji decided to cheer you up with more normal topics, hoping it would help out both of you at ease
“you know my next game is coming up, you should totally come” he says with playfulness
“i’d rather do literally anything else” you reply in your usual nonchalant manner, this time with subtle fondness
“you always look super pretty when you come, you’re my good luck charm you know” he drawls
“you say that every time moron”
“you look prettier every time,” he argues back
you hid the faint blush with a turn of your head
he huffed through his nose amused
a comfortable silence fell between you two for a moment as you both walked the hall, some things never change even in an unthinkable situation such as this.
“…are you scared?” your voice was softer
“…yeah…yeah i am” he admits with an honesty you rarely seen, giving you a soft side glance
“when we get there…just—hurry it up alright! don’t get in there and screw around got it?” the concern was clear in your demeanor
“promise” he held out his pinky towards you with a toothy grin
you roll your eyes “what are we? 5?”
with a sigh you reluctantly hooked your pinky around his
“joyous” that earned him a giggle from you
that made yuji’s heart warm with fondness for you, he loved your smile, loved that he was still making you laugh, still being your best friend above all else.
as you two finally turn the last corner the storage closet comes into view, it’s dark on campus only the illumination of the full moon outside peering through the windows created a faint outline of the door
yuji turns to you, making sure you’re good to keep moving forward
“i’m- im alright let’s just hurry the hell yo and get out of here”
yuji nods in agreement and you two slowly begin to approach the storage closet.
with each step you feel your body tense, every cell in your anatomy screaming at you to book it out of there and never look back; but you don’t, you refuse to let yuji do this alone, you two have come this far, you’re both too in deep to turn back now.
you swallow as much fear as you can and continue behind yuji
you glance over and notice your best friend in the same boat as you, although yuji had a habit of masking his fear well you knew him, the slight tremble in his hands, the way his body moved along the hallway with the slightest hesitation, none of it missed you.
you two stop just short of the door, you take a deep breath, so did he.
you two give each other a look, with all the bravery yuji could muster his hand reaches out for the doorknob.
as his fingers barley began to graze the knob a light flickered on inside the closet
instincts kicked in and you grabbed the back of yuji’s collar and yanked him back a few steps from the door and beside the lockers
his breath hitched and you covered his mouth with your palm with a pleading expression, begging him not to make another sound.
who the hell could be in there at this hour? have they found the body? your student ID? your mind went back and forth until the sound of muffled voices had both your head’s snapping up.
“shit, told you not to make a goddamn mess! blood has already stained the floor he’s gonna be pissed” the voice was deep and raspy had to be an older guy of some sorts
both of your eyes widened at each other , you both stood frozen in place chest rising up and down
