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[cyberkitty1]

˚₊‧꒰ა ONE MORE TIME? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

synopsis; toji was everything to you. there was a time that you could imagine moving in together, building a life together, getting married and maybe having kids. he was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you jinxed it because after you had an argument you found him cheating on you. ever since then you have been a shell of yourself. your friends are determined to pull you out of it. their solution? setting you up with the one person they never expected you'd agree to meet: sukuna.

1 - worst. idea. ever. / 2 - one date wont kill you / 3-why?

a/n: ayeeee technically its been a week! I don't really have a plan on when ill update but I will try key word try not to have the wait exceed a week, expect for it to be updated Sunday! luv yaaaaa

psssst taglist is still open!!! comment under this post to be added. I won't be checking my older posts!

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[cyberkitty1]

˚₊‧꒰ა ONE MORE TIME? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

synopsis; toji was everything to you. there was a time that you could imagine moving in together, building a life together, getting married and maybe having kids. he was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you jinxed it because after you had an argument you found him cheating on you. ever since then you have been a shell of yourself. your friends are determined to pull you out of it. their solution? setting you up with the one person they never expected you'd agree to meet: sukuna.

prolouge / 1 - worst. idea. ever. / 2 - one date wont kill you

a/n: YIKESSSS, still space on the tallest! I hope I got you if you did comment if not comment here, and sorry about the inconvenience. anyway be back next week with pt.2....ok?

tags: @minminsmoon @ysljoon @akuuup @emeraldpurple @jazfartz2 @notlilly07 @wolffmaiden @getosuguwife @mrskamikazekaito @herefor-tojis-tits @emoedgylord @notwaifumaterial @planeth3r @akroakai @tharunnihaa @3fg7 @guroz222 @fr0stedapp1e @moonlightengel @love-d-luxe @elrashomacuin

[cyberkitty1]

˚₊‧꒰ა ONE MORE TIME? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

synopsis; toji was everything to you. there was a time that you could imagine moving in together, building a life together, getting married and maybe having kids. he was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you jinxed it because after you had an argument you found him cheating on you. ever since then you have been a shell of yourself. your friends are determined to pull you out of it. their solution? setting you up with the one person they never expected you'd agree to meet: sukuna.

prolouge - your group - his group

a/n; ik this docent get into the nitty gritty but trusttttt there will be more content!

[cyberkitty1]

˚₊‧꒰ა ONE MORE TIME? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

synopsis; toji was everything to you. there was a time that you could imagine moving in together, building a life together, getting married and maybe having kids. he was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you jinxed it because after you had an argument you found him cheating on you. ever since then you have been a shell of yourself. your friends are determined to pull you out of it. their solution? setting you up with the one person they never expected you'd agree to meet: sukuna.

prolouge - groups

a/n: i dont feel like making a his group post because im lazy... his group is nanami, choso geto and sukuna!

[cyberkitty1]

˚₊‧꒰ა ONE MORE TIME? ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

COMING SOON...

synopsis; toji was everything to you. there was a time that you could imagine moving in together, building a life together, getting married and maybe having kids. he was the man you were going to spend the rest of your life with. maybe you jinxed it because after you had an argument you found him cheating on you. ever since then you have been a shell of yourself. your friends are determined to pull you out of it. their solution? setting you up with the one person they never expected you'd agree to meet: sukuna.

warnings; black fem reader, fluff, angst, annoying toxic ex, toxic ex!toji, kinda slow burn, very mild cursing

0 - prolouge / groups / sukunas board / your board

1 - worst. idea. ever.

2 - one date wont kill you

3 - why?

4 - rumors

5 - coincidence? not.

6 - dread

7 - the truth

8 - one, two, five

9 - mixed signals 1

0 - best friends

11 - too little, too late

12 - best buds?

13 - for real

14 - finished

15 - revelations

16 - bisou, bisou

17 - picking sides

18 - soft launch

19 - hard launch

20 - epilogue

WOOOO

a/n: this is still in the works! please be patient with me as I make this as this is my first project in a WHILEEEE! I hope you all enjoy this is much as i will/have enjoyed making this! if you would like to be added to the taglist please comment below and please rebloog! luv ya!

a/n 2: NOTHING is ai the messaging app has an option to use it and i did not

a/n 3: psssst prologue and ur group/his group r out nowwww!!

[cyberkitty1]

MISSION: AVOID ENJIN

you actually have no idea what to do. you walk into commons see him and run away. you walk towards the kitchen and get a peek of him and sprint in the other direction. you are leaning over semius desk deep in conversation when he comes around the corner.

"hey-"

you immediately turn around and run away.

" what's her problem she hasn't spoken to me all day, I didnt do anything!"

enjin sighs falling to his knees and his chin resting on the desk. semiu sigh's

" I honestly have no idea."

she says lying through her teeth and he knows it. he growls as he gets up and stalks away. you managed to go the whole day without seeing him by making yourself busy ( genuinely running away every time you hear his voice ) doing side quests with rude and zanka. you walk into your bedroom leaning your head against your door sighing, avoiding enjin has taken a lot out of you. as you turn you see him sitting on your bed and you freeze your hand reaches behind you to try and open the door

"don't"

you halt all movements, even holding your breath in.

"why are you avoiding me?"

he says as he gets up from your bed, meeting you in 2 strides.

"ummm..."

your mind starts racing with possible lies that could get you out of this situation

" don't even try to lie"

"I don't know I just mmm mmhm"

you start murmuring under your breath.

"speak up"

you cover your face

"I over heard you telling rudo you like me and I don't know what to say"

you say in one breath. he goes completely still. you glance up at him through your fingers and immediately wish you hadn't because now he's just staring at you.

"you overheard that?"

he asks and you let out a groan, dragging your hands down your face.

"please don't make me relive this."

a laugh escapes him and your eyes squeeze shut.

"oh my god you're laughing at me." "i'm not-"

he cuts himself off when another grin threatens to break through.

"okay maybe a little."

you make a noise of pure embarrassment and turn toward the door again only for him to turn you around again.

"so instead of talking to me you spent the entire day running away?" he asks.

"i wasn't running away." "you genuinely vaulted over zanka when you saw me at lunch." "because i panicked!"

he blinks before his expression softens.

"why?"

your mouth opens before immediately snapping shut.

because i like you too. the words sit on the tip of your tongue refusing to come out. enjin watches you struggle for a moment before letting out a sigh.

"you don't have to say anything."

your eyes snap up to his. "i don't?" he shakes his head.

"I know you and I know you are not too good with this sort of thing."

the confession somehow makes your chest hurt even more. "well that's stupid." "why?" you stare at him for a second.

"because i've been losing my mind all day over this."

another laugh escapes him and this time it's softer. "you've been avoiding me all day because you didn't know how to tell me you like me back?"

your heart practically stops. silence fills the room.

"maybe."

the grin that spreads across his face is immediate. "maybe?" he repeats.

"don't push it."

"so that's a yes?"

you stare at him for a long moment before sighing in defeat.

"yes."

for a second he just looks at you, like he's making sure he heard you right, before the biggest smile you've ever seen smears across his face. and suddenly all the effort you spent avoiding him feels completely pointless.

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2 for 2, are u guys proud of me?? more to come!!

[cyberkitty1]

BEFORE I KNEW YOUR NAME

the frat house was unbearably loud. music rattled the walls, people packed every room shoulder-to-shoulder, and somewhere nearby someone had spilled beer on the kitchen floor. the whole place smelled like cheap alcohol and body spray.

you stood near the drinks table with a red plastic cup clutched in both hands. maybe you'd had a little too much to drink.

actually, no. you definitely had.

your cheeks felt warm, your thoughts fuzzy, and you'd just spent several minutes staring at a decorative bowl of chips because you thought it looked particularly nice.

"you're blocking the drinks."

the voice cut through the music with ease.

you looked up.

and up.

the guy standing behind you was huge. not literally, but compared to everyone else in the room, he may as well have been. broad shoulders strained against a dark hoodie, and sharp features gave him the kind of face that looked permanently unimpressed. his salmon pink hair was slightly messy, and his expression told you he either hated everyone in the room or was deciding who to fight first.

"oh."

you blinked.

then smiled.

"sorry."

he stared at you.

you stared back.

for some reason, that really made you laugh.

his eyebrow twitched.

"what's funny?"

you giggled. "i don't know. i think your face?"

his expression somehow became even less amused.

"glad i could entertain you."

"you look mean, like super duper extra mean"

the words slipped out before you could stop them.

the stranger simply crossed his arms.

"mean?"

"a little."

"a little?"

you considered him carefully.

"no actually a lot."

to your surprise, he barked out a short laugh.

the sound caught you completely off guard.

"you're drunk," he said.

"maybe a weeeeeee bit." you exaggerated pinching your fingers together.

at least you were honest.

he reached past you to grab a drink, and you expected him to leave after that. most people would have. but, he stayed.

"what year are you?" he asked.

you frowned, concentrating way harder than necessary.

"junior."

"that took way too long."

"i was thinking."

"clearly."

you gasped dramatically.

"youre really mean."

"you started this conversation by telling me i look mean."

"because you do."

"you keep saying that."

"because you keep looking mean!"

another laugh escaped him, slightly louder this time.

interesting.

you pointed at him immediately.

"there."

"what?"

"that."

"what?"

"you should do that more."

his eyes narrowed.

"you always tell strangers what to do?"

"only the grumpy ones with pink hair."

for a few moments, neither of you spoke. the party raged around you, students weaving through the crowded kitchen and shouting over the music. somehow, though, the conversation had become its own little bubble.

the stranger took a sip from his drink.

"you talk to everyone like this?"

"pretty much."

"that's dangerous."

you tilted your head.

"why?"

his gaze settled on you.

unlike you, he looked completely sober. completely aware. the type of person who noticed everything around him and trusted nobody.

"because not everyone's nice."

the answer surprised you.

there was something unexpectedly sincere underneath the roughness.

you smiled.

"are you?"

"no."

the answer came too quickly.

you laughed.

for the first time, a genuine grin spread across his face, the kind of grin that made your stomach flip.

you stared.

then completely forgot what you were about to say.

his grin widened.

"lost your train of thought?"

"...maybe."

without thinking, you blurted, "you have nice teeth."

the silence that followed was immediate.

you slapped a hand over your mouth.

"youre really drunk."

"please forget i said that."

"not happening."

you sighed.

this was terrible.

absolutely terrible.

desperate to change the subject, you straightened.

"what's your name?"

"sukuna."

the name fit him perfectly. sharp. confident. a little intimidating.

you told him yours.

he repeated it back to you. he said it slowly, almost thoughtfully, as if testing how it sounded.

it made your stomach flutter.

maybe that was the alcohol.

hopefully.

"you know," you said after a moment, "you're actually easy to talk to."

sukuna looked genuinely confused.

"nobody's ever said that."

"really?"

"no."

"that's weird."

"it isn't."

"it is."

you smiled at him.

warmly. easily.

the kind of smile that expected absolutely nothing in return.

for a brief moment, something changed in his expression.

not softer.

just quieter.

like he'd forgotten where he was.

then someone shouted his name from across the room.

the moment broke.

sukuna glanced toward the voice before looking back at you.

"you got friends here?"

you nodded.

"good."

the single word carried unexpected weight. as if he was checking. making sure.

before you could ask about it, he pushed away from the counter.

"don't drink anything else."

you immediately saluted.

"yes, sir."

"don't call me that."

"you got it, sir."

a look crossed his face that was halfway between annoyance and amusement.

then he shook his head.

"you're ridiculous."

but he was smiling when he walked away.

and for the rest of the night, every time you happened to glance across the crowded house, you somehow caught sukuna looking back at you.

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hey guys maybe ill write more :)

[cyberkitty1]

GO AWAY!

a/n: guys I recently started watching gachiakuta and enjin is soooooooo fine I can't

although enjin has said he doesn't like clingy girls he sure is himself.

you had been sitting in the common room reading a book. the moment you start to feel so immersed you start to fade out everything around...

you enjoin plops down next to you, more like on you. "whatcha dooooin?" you slowly turn your head to look at him.

"reading?" he hums "mhm yea I love reading let me see" he puts his head on your shoulder in order to "read" it as well.

you sigh as you close the book. " hey I was reading that, it was super interesting."

“do you not have anything better to do?” you asked, already knowing the answer and dreading it.

“no,” enjin said immediately, like he’d been waiting his whole life for that question.

you stared at him.

he stared back. way too close.

“…can you not be this close to my face.”

“why,” he said, not moving back at all.

“because i enjoy breathing fresh air.”

“you’re breathing in my air juuuust fine.”

he leaned in closer.

you physically recoiled. “you just got closer.”

“did i?” he said, still not moving away.

you took a deep breath turning away from him and opening your book again.

for about three seconds, there was peace. actual peace. you started reading again, finally getting back into it-

“what’s that word.”

you froze.

“what word.”

“that one.” he pointed vaguely at the page.

you closed your eyes. “that is not helpful.”

“the long one.”

you snapped the book shut.

“hey!” he protested. “it was getting good!”

“you don’t even know what it’s about, you don't even know the word perspective, the book is called perspective!.”

“yeah i do,” he said confidently. “it means....”

you stood up.

he stood up immediately.

you didn’t even look at him this time. just started walking.

“where are we going?” he asked, already right behind you.

“we are not going anywhere,” you said. “i am going somewhere.”

“cool, i’ll come.”

“no.”

you sped up.

so did he.

you made it to your room, slipped inside, slammed the door, and locked it, finally exhaling in relief-

“so what are we doing in here?”

you turned slowly.

enjin inside.

you stared at him.

he smiled, already on your bed. “read to me?”

you walked right back out of the room.

footsteps immediately followed.

of course.

dividers from @/chateaubarnes tyyy!

[cyberkitty1]

i love enjin, will be writing more stuff soon

[cyberkitty1]

GACHIAKUTA

ENJIN

» GO AWAY

» MISSION: AVOID ENJIN

[cyberkitty1]

GO AWAY!

a/n: guys I recently started watching gachiakuta and enjin is soooooooo fine I can't

although enjin has said he doesn't like clingy girls he sure is himself.

you had been sitting in the common room reading a book. the moment you start to feel so immersed you start to fade out everything around...

you enjin plops down next to you, more like on you. "whatcha dooooin?" you slowly turn your head to look at him.

"reading?" he hums "mhm yea I love reading let me see" he puts his head on your shoulder in order to "read" it as well.

you sigh as you close the book. " hey I was reading that, it was super interesting."

“do you not have anything better to do?” you asked, already knowing the answer and dreading it.

“no,” enjin said immediately, like he’d been waiting his whole life for that question.

you stared at him.

he stared back. way too close.

“…can you not be this close to my face.”

“why,” he said, not moving back at all.

“because i enjoy breathing fresh air.”

“you’re breathing in my air juuuust fine.”

he leaned in closer.

you physically recoiled. “you just got closer.”

“did i?” he said, still not moving away.

you took a deep breath turning away from him and opening your book again.

for about three seconds, there was peace. actual peace. you started reading again, finally getting back into it-

“what’s that word.”

you froze.

“what word.”

“that one.” he pointed vaguely at the page.

you closed your eyes. “that is not helpful.”

“the long one.”

you snapped the book shut.

“hey!” he protested. “it was getting good!”

“you don’t even know what it’s about, you don't even know the word perspective, the book is called perspective!.”

“yeah i do,” he said confidently. “it means....”

you stood up.

he stood up immediately.

you didn’t even look at him this time. just started walking.

“where are we going?” he asked, already right behind you.

“we are not going anywhere,” you said. “i am going somewhere.”

“cool, i’ll come.”

“no.”

you sped up.

so did he.

you made it to your room, slipped inside, slammed the door, and locked it, finally exhaling in relief-

“so what are we doing in here?”

you turned slowly.

enjin inside.

you stared at him.

he smiled, already on your bed. “read to me?”

you walked right back out of the room.

footsteps immediately followed.

of course.

dividers from @/chateaubarnes tyyy!

[cyberkitty1]

MY HERO

KATSUKI BAKUGO

» 6 DAYS

[cyberkitty1]

6 DAYS

a/n: not proof read!, lowercase intended warnings :emotional tension, arguments, and themes of relationship struggles

you’d hit your breaking point. it wasn’t the first time, and you knew it wouldn’t be the last, but it still sucked. “you always do this, katsuki!” you snapped. “i try to make plans, to spend time with you, and you just-" you threw your hands up in frustration, “ keep giving me excuses. you’re a pro hero, people need you... i get it. but what about me?”

his face was hard, the kind of look he wore when he was trying to shut down everything inside. he hated it when you guys fought, but there was no hiding it now. “this job has been my dream since I started working for it,” he said, voice getting louder. “i’ve worked my butt off for this. you know that.” his jaw tightened. “i’m not doing this for fun. i’m out there keeping people safe. keeping you safe.”

you felt the sting of his words, but it wasn’t about that. it was the frustration, the way he’d always pull away. “i don’t need a future if you’re never there for it,” you muttered, turning away. “i need you now. but you won’t even give me that.” you couldn’t deal with the quiet that came after that. you turned toward the door, already knowing what would happen next.

katsuki stayed still, looking at the spot where you’d been. his chest felt tight, but his pride kept him rooted to the floor. you were right, but the words didn’t come. he watched you leave and didn’t move.

day 1:

katsuki woke up to an eerie silence. his phone was quiet. the kitchen felt empty. there was no music playing, no hum of the coffee machine. just the soft ticking of the clock in the corner. he ran his hands through his hair and sighed, wishing he could just fix it. but it didn’t feel like there was a fix.

he went through his morning routine, training, patroling, paperwork, making himself as busy as humanly possible, but the whole day dragged. he couldn’t focus. everywhere he went, there were reminders of you. your favorite mug. your hair tie on the bathroom sink, your favorite coffee shop, the restaurant you eat at every day. all of it was too much.

by the time he got home, he wasn’t hungry. he just sat on the couch, staring at the space where you’d usually be. he picked up his phone, saw your contact name, and hovered his finger over it. but then he put it down. you’ll be fine, he thought. you’ll come back when you’re ready.

but he knew that wasn’t the truth. deep down, he knew he messed up, but his pride wouldn’t let him do anything about it.

day 2:

another day, another round of nothing. katsuki woke up to the same empty apartment. his mind was foggy from lack of sleep, from thinking about the argument all night. every time he closed his eyes, he heard your words. you’re never here.

training was harder today. his punches didn’t feel right. every move felt like it was missing something. he kept imagining, the way you’d cheer him on even on his worst days, and it made his chest ache.

by the time he got home, his temper was bubbling over. the silence of the apartment only made it worse. his fist hit the wall in frustration, and he stood there for a long time, breathing heavily. just text her, he thought. apologize, you idiot.

but he didn’t. his pride had him in a chokehold, and it was too tight to break.

day 3:

the weight of the silence was unbearable now. katsuki spent the entire day trying to distract himself as if it was going to work. he knew it wouldn't. everything just reminded him of you. his usual sharp focus was clouded by the thought of you being angry at him. he kept expecting his phone to buzz, but it never did.

by the time he got home, he sat on the couch, staring at the empty side where you used to sit. this is my fault, he thought bitterly. he picked up his phone again, staring at the screen. maybe if he just sent a quick message, he’d feel a little better. but no. he just couldn’t.

he finally texted you.

he stared at the words for a moment before deleting them. stupid. he tossed his phone aside.

day 4:

katsuki woke up earlier than usual, his body restless. he tried to do his usual morning routine, but the whole day felt like it was dragging by. every time he turned a corner, his mind flashed to you. he couldn’t stop thinking about the argument, about how he’d hurt you.

he found himself standing at the window, looking out, but not seeing anything. the apartment felt like a shell now, like it was missing its soul.

but the more he thought about it, the more he hated himself for being so stubborn.

he spent the whole day pushing the thought of you away, but by the time night came, it all came crashing back. he missed you.

day 5:

katsuki was running on fumes. his patience had worn thin. he was angry. angry at you? no. angry at myself. he couldn’t figure out what to do. the apartment felt emptier than ever. he hadn’t heard from you, and he hated it. he hated that he couldn’t fix it.

he found himself texting you again, but this time, it was a real message. a real apology.

he stared at the words for a moment before deleting them. no. not yet. he knew he wasn’t ready to face you.

he spent the rest of the night pacing. he couldn’t sit still, couldn’t focus. this is killing me.

day 6:

katsuki couldn’t take it anymore. everything was falling apart. he was snapping at people, easily irritable, just acting like the complete opposite of himself.

his mind kept replaying the argument. you were right. he’d been selfish. so caught up in everything else that he didn’t realize how much you were hurting.

that night, he stood outside your apartment, fists clenched, rising his hand to knock and dropping it over and over again. he lets out a loud sigh before he finally knocked on your door. when it opened, he could see all the hurt still in your eyes.

“i’m sorry,” he said, voice rough. “i’ve been an idiot, and i should’ve never made you feel like you were second place. you’ve always been first, and you always will be.”

you sigh dragging your hands down your face. “it’s not just about apologies. you’re always gone, katsuki. i can’t even bring you lunch anymore, you’re always too busy.”

“i know. i’ll change my schedule, work less. i’ll do whatever it takes to show you how much you mean to me,” he said, stepping closer. his hand brushed yours, and when you didn’t pull away, he felt a weight lift. “i don’t want to lose you.”

tears formed in your eyes. “i just need you here. not just for the big things, but the small things, too. like how I finally told that waitress my order was wrong, you know how much I-”

“hate being a bother,” he finished for you, and you both shared a small laugh.

he nodded, swallowing hard. “i promise. i’ll be here. for you. no more excuses.” he pulled you into his arms, holding you close.

“i love you,” you whispered into his chest.

“i love you too.”

a/n: umm hi guys ik I havent written in while! hopefully I can get more stuff out for u guys, requests open!!

credit to @/anitalenia for banners!!

[cyberkitty1]

FAME IS A GUN

not proof read

· · ─ ·✶· ─ · ·

" love is a drug that I can't deny "

the urge is always strong, you were like two magnets always pulling towards each other and anything that gets in your way gets destroyed int eh process.

" I'm your dream girl but your not my type "

he loved you more than you did, it was going to be the downfall of you two and you both knew it but it was a topic constantly left unspoken. everyone around you could see it. in the way you looked at each other, how you texted, even when you kissed he always chased for more while you found it so easy to pull away.

" nothing makes me feel as good as being loved by you "

you sucked him dry of all the love he could give in every sense of the word. as the relationship continued everyone could tell the energy and life force being sucked out of him. no matter how many times his family and friends told him how much they could see the change in him it never worked.

" fame is a gun, and I point it blind "

you had the gun, you had the power to end the relationship, you had the opportunity to do the right thing; end it, but every time you got close to pulling the trigger you found some reason to take your finger off and with that, the cycle continues.

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so im back maybe?????????

[cyberkitty1]

JUJUTSU KAISEN

GOJO SATORU

»“extra sauce, no shame”

[cyberkitty1]

“extra sauce, no shame”

gojo satoru x reader

synopsis: meet cute at a restaurant 🤭

you didn’t notice him at first. too focused on the crumpled receipt in your hand, squinting at the order number, wondering if you were cursed or if this place was just chronically slow.

“number 88?”

you perked up. finally.

you moved toward the counter then stopped. because someone else had moved too. tall, white-haired, smug grin. he looked at your tray, then at you.

“we’ve got a problem,” he said, pulling down his sunglasses just enough to show a flash of bright blue eyes. “there’s only one tray of fries here, and i also have number 88 on my receipt.’”

you blinked. “this is my order.”

he tilted his head. “you sure? could’ve sworn the universe was trying to get us to share.”

you gave him a once-over. he looked like the type who flirted with anything that had a pulse — or maybe just anything with fries.

“i don’t share food,” you said flatly, taking the tray.

“ah,” he nodded seriously. “got it”

you walked off, thinking that was the end of it. obviously it wasn’t.

a minute later, he sat down across from you without asking. fries in hand. soda in the other. smile too bright for someone this annoying.

“i ordered again. crisis averted.”

you gave him a look. “do you always sit with strangers?”

“only the cute ones who threaten me over fries.”

you huffed a laugh despite yourself. “what’s your name?”

he leaned forward slightly, like he was about to whisper a secret.

“gojo satoru. professional sorcerer, full time ladies man.”

“mm. you sound like a walking HR violation.”

“and yet,” he grinned, stealing one of your fries with zero shame, “you haven’t told me to leave.”

you raised an eyebrow, but didn’t stop him.

maybe just this once.

[cyberkitty1]

SUNLIGHT IN THE CRACKS

JINU SAJA X SUNSHINE READER

warnings: emotional trauma/past emotional neglect (implied), mentions difficulty with vulnerability, subtle themes of abandonment and fear of rejection and soft angst to comfort

jinu had always been hard to read.

sharp jaw, sharp tongue, sharp looks, the kind of guy who made people second-guess if they’d done something wrong, even if he hadn’t said a word. he didn’t mean to come off cold. it was just… easier that way.

he wasn’t mean. just careful. distant in the way someone becomes after years of being let down, overlooked, or expected to carry more than a kid should have.

he grew up learning that being vulnerable was a risk. that if you got too soft, you’d get hurt. that if you let people in, they’d leave when they saw the mess inside. so he stayed locked up. not because he didn’t want love, but because he didn’t think he could survive losing it again.

and then you came along. all sunshine and chaos and comfort, barging into his world like you belonged there.

at first, you confused him.

you talked too much. you asked questions like “what’s your favorite color?” and “do you ever cry during movies?” and “can i braid your hair or is that too soon?”

you said things like “text me when you get home” and “i made you lunch because i thought you’d forget” and “you don’t have to say anything, i just like being near you.”

he didn’t know how to handle it. affection without expectation? care without strings? he kept waiting for the catch. but there wasn’t one. just you, standing at his door every time he pushed you away.

some days, he tried to match your softness. he’d bring you your favorite snack without a word, or let your hand linger a little longer in his. he’d roll his eyes and pretend to be annoyed when you snuggled up to him on the couch but you’d feel how he leaned in, just barely.

he never said much, but you noticed the little things.

how he always faced you when you talked. how he never let you walk on the side closest to the street. how he started keeping a spare toothbrush for you in his bathroom.

how, when you were quiet, he was the first one to ask, “what’s wrong?”

-

one night, it cracked open.

you were sitting together on his rooftop, wrapped in the hoodie he always let you steal. the city was quiet, stars faint behind the glow of streetlights. he hadn’t said much which was nothing new but there was something heavy in the air.

“you ever think,” he started, voice rough, “that if people really knew you, they wouldn’t stay?”

you turned to look at him. his jaw was tight, hands clenched, like he was bracing for your answer.

you reached for his hand, gently prying his fingers open.

“if people really knew you, jinu,” you said softly, “they’d love you even more.”

his eyes darted to yours startled, unsure. “you don’t know everything about me.”

“i don’t need to. i’ll learn. when you’re ready.”

his breath hitched. no one had ever said that to him before not without an edge of impatience. not without a clock ticking down. but you meant it. you always did.

and that night, he let his head fall against your shoulder.he finally trusted that you wouldn’t leave him.

he didn’t cry.

he didn’t talk.

but in that moment, with your hand in his and your warmth pressed to his side, he felt something shift.

he felt safe.

and for jinu, that was everything.

dividers by @/enchanthings