"Finding Purpose" Chapter 25
Gojo Satoru x Reader Fanfic
A few minutes later, you find yourself in the fanciest salon you’ve ever been in. Today was truly a day of firsts it seems, and it would be full of plenty more considering the event you’re going to and the people you’re going to meet.
As soon as you sat down, Gojo left with a mischievous grin on his face as he called out to the stylist that was going to take care of you. “Take care of her for me, alright? Hair and makeup to complete the look!”
The stylist spun you around to face him as he waved Gojo away, “Yes, yes, now… let me work my magic in peace!”
You chuckle at the interaction between the two, they seemed kind of close?
The stylist gives you a look over before gasping, “I have JUST the idea, you are going to look amazing, dear~”
You’d never been pampered like this before, usually you had to do everything yourself, so this was a major change of pace to have a true professional take care of you. You space out as you find yourself relaxing, you find yourself reminiscing. Something you tend to do often, especially lately, you found a lot to reflect on in a new light the past few months. Maybe it was a way of coping with the events that had transpired this year.
Like many times as of late, you were pulled out of the thoughts at the motion of being swiveled around in the chair to face the mirror. You blink, snapping yourself out of the trance you had been in. You looked into the mirror and saw...you. But your hair was curled into the nicest waves you had ever seen, rolling like waves onto your shoulders. The makeup on your face made you feel like you had transformed into someone new.
You were so zoned out that you didn’t even notice when the stylist took the wrap off your head and replaced it with a dark grey eyepatch. The scarred parts of your face were exposed, but it had been so long since you took a look at the skin with a clear mind. It wasn’t as dark as before, it wasn’t because there was makeup on that part, but clearly time had helped heal it naturally. You blink at the realization that maybe it would be okay to not wear the wrap all the time. It actually felt so nice with it off, the skin that’s usually underneath gets a chance to breathe for once.
The eyeshadow complimented the color of your eyes perfectly, the black eyeliner perfectly executed and you couldn’t help but be amazed at how the whole look was now that everything was complete.
“Wow…” Your hands go up to your face, but are careful to not touch the freshly finished work of art.
The stylist puts a hand on his hip and flips his own hair, “Amazed? As you should be, I’m the best in the biz!” You turn your head back to look at him, “Yes, I am! I can see that!” You chuckle.
You see Gojo walk back into the salon as you converse with the stylist, gushing at how much of an amazing job he did. You smile as you call out to him, “Satoru! You’re back!”
As Gojo walks over to the chair you were sitting in, you realize how stunning he looks. He’s wearing a jet black three piece suit, a white dress shirt underneath, and a blue tie that happens to match your dress. He’s wearing his signature sunglasses that he wears whenever he doesn’t wear the blindfold.
He looks so good. I’ve never seen him so dressed up before…
He places a hand on the stylist’s shoulder, “My friend, you did a wonderful job with my lovely (y/n) here. I’ll be sure to be extra generous with the tip.” You hear the stylist scoff, “Well I wouldn’t expect anything less!”
“Now, I believe it’s time to head out my dear.” Gojo pulls down his sunglasses and winks at you. He turns back to the stylist, “You can charge me directly, you know the drill.” The stylist crosses his arms and sighs, “Yes, yes, now go before you get in the way of my next appointment!”
You giggle as Gojo pulls you by the hand, racing out of the salon, the two of you laughing like idiots until you get to Gojo’s car. He opens the door for you, “For the lady~” You roll your eyes and curtsey in return, “Oh why thank you, sir~”
Gojo turns on the music in the car and puts on the playlist the two of you created together a while back during one of your many weekend visits. The two of you sing along the whole time during the ride to Jujutsu High.
Upon your arrival, you start to get out of the door but Gojo grabs your wrist, preventing you from exiting the parked vehicle.
“Satoru? What’s the matter?”
You turn around to see him digging in his pockets for something before you hear an “Ah ha!”
He looks at you excitedly, “Turn around!” You give him a weird look and tilt your head in confusion before obliging to his odd request. The moment you’re facing away from him, you feel something cold around your neck. You look down to see a beautiful silver necklace with a single blue gem in the middle. You touch it gently and turn around, “Wh-what– why– for me?”
“It’s a present.”
“But you’ve treated me so much today!”
“This is a special present, (y/n). It belonged to my grandmother, a family heirloom of sorts. I wanted you to have it, because you’re so special to me and I want everyone here tonight to know that you’re mine. This necklace is proof of that.”
Your eye starts to tear up but you manage to keep the tears at bay this time, you wouldn’t dare waste the stylist’s precious efforts to doll you up.
You grab Gojo’s hands and clasp them in your own before looking directly into his eyes, “Satoru… This means so much, i– thank you.. I love you so much…” You take the initiative this time and lean in to give him a gentle kiss on the lips, so as to not mess up your lipstick or leave him with a whole smear of lipstick stain on his face.
His hand gently caresses the side of your face, “Are you ready, (y/n)? Let’s go show the world the power couple that is Gojo Satoru and Nanami (y/n).”
You lean into his touch and smile, “I’m ready.”