˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ Yuji x Reader ❀ ˚˖𓍢ִ໋
notes/summary: part two, Itadori is pushy but he knew quiet mouths don’t get fed! and somehow managed to get a classic ice cream date with you. of course, not without some struggle coming from you. a bit rushed but i’m always willing to fix any mistakes!
he really had no idea what you were thinking half of time— scratch that, most of the time. did you think he would catch the hint?… should he have?! too late either way. his legs were faster than his thoughts because he caught up to you pretty quickly.
he wasn’t even out of breath when he reached you. immediately moving in front you to stop you. he would’ve grabbed your arm but something told him that you would’ve put your hands on him if he tried to…
moving into your pov (or more like your quick train of thoughts.)
‘what the fuck. what the fuck— why is he screaming?! why the hell is he even yelling my damn name?? that’s so embarrassing! ew. no. no. hell no— this is like, a glitch in the matrix. he wasn’t supposed to notice me! maybe if i act like ion hear him he’ll leave me alone? or let me hurry the fuck up before he catch—‘
just what the hell were you thinking. did you really think you could “outrun” Itadori by your pathetic attempt to speed walking? knowing damn well he was probably the most athletic person in class? and you were like last place, ironically.
he’s right in front of you anyway, too late to even bother coming up with an excuse or anything to avoid his desperate ass.
‘He’s so fucking tall… ugh. he’s so fine even though he’s pissing me off right now. couldn’t he be a gentleman and—‘
when Itadori caught up to you and stood right in front of you— the only option you had was to come to a stop or collide right against his chest. should’ve went with the second option… fuck.
yall were staring at each other with different angles… or in other words, two whole different reactions. he of course, was confused and slightly upset with your response or lack there of. because if anything it was obvious you tried to run and ignore him!
meanwhile you, well… you were pretty distracted with his face this close to you. he’s never really stood this close, and honestly you were annoyed that he didn’t pick up the signs that this wasn’t the right time or like ever.
it was quiet, for a good thirty seconds. the two of you were at the end of the hall now, your eyes flicker between his. barely though, because your eyes were starting to drag down his face to—
Itadori was not in the mood for you to stare at him like this after the trouble he went through! which wasn’t much, but the point still matters! so he broke the silence, letting out a huff similar to when you get annoyed when somebody doesn’t take the hint.
“why didn’t you stop? i was calling for you.” he frowned slightly, his eyebrows pinching together when he lowered his head more because you barely made any attempt to lift yours to look at him now.
his voice was low, gentle and slow just how you like it. too bad you weren’t going to go along with it. now it was your turn to huff, but it came out more like a sigh. you tugged your backpack strap and shifted your feet as you tilt your head lazily, your eyes dragging to the side as you spoke.
“ ‘cause. i didn’t want to talk?”
this is exactly what Itadori meant with you being one difficult bitch. he swore his eye almost twitched but instead he took a deep breath to remain calm before sukuna comes out.
it was reasonable, you never were the talkative type. he should’ve waited. too fucking bad though. he stepped closer hoping to get your eyes back on him. you only moved your head to his direction but still didn’t bother to lift your eyes.
just kept staring at his chest like you were satisfied with that. whatever, at least you weren’t making a scene.
he was trying to come up with what to say now, after all there wasn’t much responses he can give to what you replied with— yet to his surprise you weren’t done talking.
“what’d you even want me for? i’m hungry and you’re not making it any better.” you mutter the last part but he still heard it and wasn’t sure if he was supposed to or not.
he shook his head, letting out a soft chuckle. his hand lifting to his face messing with his hair, just to drag it down because he really didn’t know what to make out of you. he’ll let the whole thing slide just because you look cute right now with that face you’re making though.
“what’s with the attitude—“ your eyebrow twitched and you finally lift your eyes to look at him, but he got a glare. ‘better than nothing’, he thought.
though maybe he shouldn’t have mentioned it even if you did have one. “okay, okay. my bad, i just wanted to talk to you—“
“i just said i didn’t though.” there you go, interrupting him.
his smile almost cracked but he wasn’t going to let your bluntness get in the way. matter fact, for the sake of his plan he’ll ignore it!
“like i was saying, i wanted to talk to you about a date! right now. whatever you—” straight to the point with you isn’t it? honestly he’s not even mad. at least when you interrupt him you make things move quicker.
“let’s get ice cream then. some cheeseburgers too? i’m craving that.” you blink, waiting for his response like you didn’t just cut him off. maybe it was his fault, talking low and gentle to you that you can’t help speed the conversation up.
didn’t matter! you said yes to the date, or something along those lines. he still nodded his head and stepped to your left already moving to the perfect place to go. “yeah! let’s go! by the way you’re aware this is a date right? not just us hanging out to eat? ‘cause i do like you!”
you had been walking by his side, him matching your slow pace but after hearing what he said you came to a sharp halt, that your shoe squeaked against the floor. slowly you turnt your head to his direction, not bothering to look up at him.
“…Itadori. you can’t just drop that sort of thing out of nowhere. that’s how people get high blood pressure.”
are you… flustered? no way. he can literally see you biting your lip and you kept avoiding eye contact when usually that’s all you did. oh my god. he got you flustered— he had to hold back a laugh, though he couldn’t stop the smirk from slipping.
“uh… sorry? but it’s true so what? i do like you. i would’ve kissed you by no—“ he knew you had a tendency to cutting him off but never did he think you were the punching type when you got flustered.
straight to his goddamn solar plexus. you pack one hell of punch for a small girl, damn near had him bend over. almost. instead he groaned and whine, rubbing his stomach.
“ow! what was that fo—“ “shut up and let’s go before i beat you up.” he wished he could see your face he can only imagine just how cute you look if it weren’t for your thick ass hair in the way and you speed walking in front of him now.
the walk to the restaurant wasn’t that long, just a good fifteen minutes. the first ten minutes you two got into the train anyway so there wasn’t much walking involved after. though you weren’t able to focus on the walk when Itadori talked all way there. he didn’t force you, so you only said the occasional okay and hum.
or randomly you’ll lock in his yapping and give him logical response to one of his questions.
at least he held your hand the entire way, he said it was because he didn’t want to accidentally lose you since it was rush time— but really it was obvious he wanted to hold your hand. though when yall got into the train, you were the one playing with his fingers and massaging his callouses as if that would smooth them out.
he didn’t hesitate to wrap his arm around your shoulders when yall got off though. which should’ve been cute or whatever, but if anything it was annoying. he was putting half of his weight on you and was all up in your space.
so when he opened the door for you, this is when you took the chance of moving his arm around your waist instead. which to him was much more bolder, but if you wanted his hand on your hip he was not complaining!
that was like not the case, at all. he would never know though.
the two of you decided you decided to sit near a window and on a booth. he followed along and instead of sitting in front you like a normal person, he sat by your side.
you just sighed, no point on dwelling over it. anywho, you already knew what you want and Itadori already ordered for the two of you so now it was time to decompose and relax—
“so are we a couple now?”
should you beat the shit out of him? was a better question. instead you just smiled and turnt your head to look at him. “no.”
“why not? i asked you out—“ “yeah. out, you idiot. i ain’t hear “can i be your boyfriend?” and plus who the hell considers that as askin— you know what? forget that.”
well, that was one way of cutting the conversation short. Itadori wasn’t even offended, he was just a bit confused. so he had to do the whole thing for it to be considered the real thing? he never took you as the traditional type. then again, it makes sense that your standards are high.
he sighed, slumped against the booth cushion and sliding down slowly before you smacked his arm and now he was sitting straight like you. he was racking his brain though. so he had to get chocolates and flowers? is that what you want, or something more dramatic?
“i didn’t hear you say anything back when i said—” “we’re exclusive for now, okay? is that better for you?”
he hummed side eyeing you, what a way to say i like you back too… but— he didn’t know what exclusive meant.
“what’s that? is that like us being partners in crime?! i heard gojo sensei saying it once—“ “oh my god, that’s collusive! i meant exclusive! ex-clu-sive! it means were not open. like, we’re not talking to other people and available.”
geez… wasn’t his fault that they sounded the same. but you practically said yall were together, just without a label yet? how confusing… meh whatever. at least it means he won’t have you running along with other guys in dates.
“so can i have a kiss no—” he was mostly not expecting anything it return even though he was serious. you felt a bit of guilt for cutting him off this time… so to make up for it you gave him a kiss on the cheek. none on the lips yet.
this a strict program. “there, now sit still and wait for the food to come.”
it didn’t take long for the food to come and… let’s just say Itadori was impressed. he honestly thought you were gonna be one of those girls. who barely eat their food, or eats slow and was mindful of how others looked at you.
that was like not the case. second that fat, greasy, cheesy burger was revealed after you unwrapped it? you took a bite and moaned. kicking your feet slightly and then grabbing some of the salty, crispy fresh fries and ate a small handful of it. while you were chewing it and swallowed, you grabbed your iced coke and took a sip not long after you sighed and went back to eating.
man, talk about greedy. Itadori could care less about you entering flow state with your food but looking at you, he wouldn’t be able to get none of your leftovers. because there would be none!
maybe you had been hangry all day because he was quite literally seeing your mood improve by each bite and now you were talking to him! even if it was mostly about the food you were eating… and enjoying right in his face. he got wings, but he really wanted some of what you were eating.
you were quite literally baiting him— so it wasn’t his fault when he took a huge bite out of your cheeseburger when you reached for some fries and you “accidentally” gave him the impression that you were giving him a bite when your hand tilted a bit to his direction.
it was worth the glare and smacks he got in his arm immediately after and scolding because fuck— you weren’t lying. that cheeseburger is so damn good.
“Itadori! you literally have your own wings!” you whined, grabbing his collar and yanking him back and forth. he was still chewing but was laughing at your efforts on scolding him.
you looked so cute pouting. “sorry! it’s just you were saying how good it was that i couldn’t help myself!”
“i don’t give a damn! you seriously have no self control sheesh. whatever i’m not gonna share my ice cream with you then!” “what?! no! i said i’m sorry, please!”
and just like that, yall spent the rest of the meal just going back and forth. arguing like a old couple and you still smacking Itadori’s hand away because he was getting too comfortable snatching your fries! you told him not to eat fast! but no, he doesn’t listen.
by the time the ice cream got here, you snatched yours first and immediately turnt around. taking the first bite yourself before Itadori could try to guilt trip you. he had gotten a cup with three scoops mind you, meanwhile you got two scoops of two different flavors. cookies and cream and lime!
“babe pleaseee, lemme have a little bit! i’ve never had lime ice cream before! i swear! just one lick, and i won’t ask again. baby, come on!” yeah. he was already so comfortable with pet names and being all over you.
he still had freaking ice cream on the corner of his lips and on his chin somehow. messy ass eater. you groan, you can’t even enjoy your ice cream in peace!
you slowly turnt to him, your eyes squinting at his little act. if he weren’t a himbo you wouldn’t have given him shit.
at least he didn’t ask for your cookies and cream, even if he did you already ate that scoop. he was practically done with his ice cream so of course he’s whining for yours.
you rolled your eyes, and held the cone to his lips letting out a “hmph.” but nonetheless, letting him take a “lick”. were you surprised he took a huge bite yet again instead?
no. if anything he was the one who got surprised because you immediately pulled his ear.
“ow— hey! stop being so mean to me!” “then stop being a fatass! you said a lick, not a whole goddamn bite! are you being starved?!” “hm… no! but— but, it isnt my fault you have different tastes and make it look good!” “i don’t care! get a grip!”
it was easy to say, this date really showed y’all’s characters. definitely a first date Itadori was never gonna forget. even if most of it was spent arguing, it was still pretty fun and funny whenever he recalls it.
after leaving you to your dorm and walking to his, he can’t even wait to talk to megumi about it! hah… he’s in love.
