probably more than or around 7k words, major frat!kuna x reader. cursing, multiple pov’s and heavily suggestive.
part 2 of my 'cheater | sukuna x reader' fic, so this probs won’t make any sense as a stand alone gojo fic if that’s what your looking for, the title just works for it being a series.
following the events of frat!sukuna and popular!reader's established relationship going through... um, a rough patch and more!
the night was crisp with a small sense of humidity to it that was sure to make you feel every follicle of your hair and your clothes against your skin, yet at the moment you could care less.
you should have shut yourself in your room and skipped through the impending doom of everything that was waiting for you tonight, but that would mean you'd miss how sukuna was practically glaring lasers through your head from where you moved through bleachers to get to shoko and yuki.
all tight jaw and distracted you knew he was utterly fuming under his football helmet, and that made you happy to say the least. i mean you had been ignroing him for the past week and now is when you decide to give him the opportunity to talk to you?!
'ryomen, where are you going?' brought back by their coach stern's voice, sukuna turned to see how the whole team was staring at his form that had unconsicously started to make its way towards you.
clearing his throat to ease off the looks he was getting, he particularly sent gojo a stink eye when he noticed the cocky smirk he had that told him he knew what was going on with him.
'i was just going to go talk to someone-' hearing the snickers from his teammeates he swallowed the urge to rip their heads out and most especially gojo who was the loudest of them all. turning his head back to gaze through the crowds for you again, completely ignroing how he was throwing his pride infront of his teammates for you.
and when he finally found you laughing to yourself with your head thrown back at something your friends had said, it was like you were unphased to how he was stuck in so much turmoil. he had been trying to clear everything up and here you come waltzing in looking even more beautful under the moonlight's illumination. all he needed was just some time alone with you.
as he tried to walk towards you again, his coach was unrelenting. pursuing sukuna to get his head back in the game with this being an important match. 'ryomen. if you don’t turn yourself around and take any step further, i’ll bench you.’
letting out a deep sigh, he had to reform back towards his priorities, and from the comer of your eye you took that to note, he'd never change...
how you watched his disheveled physique turn away from you, you wondered how things could have gone differently. if he had decided to press forward and talk to you, take the risk of being benched - his coach was obvisouly bluffing, he was a star player, but hand it to sukuna to be ‘obedient’ to everyone around him but you.
he did it all to prove your point but then he hit you with something unexpected as he held a brief yet utterly encapsulating glance of his eyes towards you through his helemt where you wanted to say you imagined and saw the lingering feelings of melancholy and desperteness reflecting in his crimson eyes.
hm, thats new...
as quick as it had happened, you turned back to shoko and he went on to follow the distant sound of a whistle.
the football game…
well it ended just how you expected it to. jujutsu tech’s football team had always been proud of its players and their resounding and overwhelming success during all of their games, but somehow this one had each player reeling in the aftershocks of their captain’s inner chaos.
the moment the whistle blew to announce that the match had begun. sukuna was meant to lead his team to an easy victory but for some reason he choked?
vocalisations of gasps and ‘oh’s’ could be heard from the bleachers, spectators and fans alike. even petty people such as yourself who only showed up for their own personal reasons, ended up confused as to why sukuna of all people was left frozen when he saw the opposing team grab the ball right from him and score a touchdown in a mere fleeting seconds.
sure the team had its bad days and flaws but never had they let something like this pull them under, especially not sukuna. even as the oppposing team’s fans and student body cheered and screamed he seemed so out of it.
it was toji banging his shoulder into him in quite an aggressive manner that pulled him out of his daze. ‘that ball was yours ryomen! get yer fucking head in the game!’ as he walked away from his captain to his starting position.
and sukuna didn’t even argue, he didn’t even grab toji by the back of his collar to yell at him or even pounce at him to start fighting in the middle of the pitch. you all just watched as jujutsu tech’s resident tasmanian devil take in a deep inhale and trek back to his starting point with a dismissive attitude.
narrowing your eyes at him, you wondered what was going on with him - partially unaware to the fact that he was performing like this because of you.
in his mind, sukuna was left scowering through his thoughts for any semblance of how he could reach out to you without losing you completely. so far, that seemed entirely impossible with what was infront of him.
staring at naoya zenin’s annoyingly putrid green coloured eyes that glint through his helmet. sukuna was head to head with jiujitsu tech’s captain. he only then grappled the gravity of the situation, this match meant a lot more to some people than others, especially toji. knowing that this was against what used to be his teammates.
strikingly, the zenin’s voice infront of him cut through his loud and distracting thoughts. ‘huh? is jujutsu tech’s captain off his game today?’
this made him squint his eyes in retaliation, but naoya was more than willing to get even further under his skin, hitting him right where it hurts.
‘i mean, i heard that you and your girl aren’t together anymore, maybe if i win this match i can treat her to something better…’ raising his brow to coax his next words right through sukuna’s dwindling resolve, ‘if you know what i mean.’
this released it all, out of control to his body’s actions he felt himself reaching out to grab naoya by his helmet and collar to bring him towards the ground. before he could do so the blaring whistle from the umpire reminded him of the stakes and how fighting would only get him out of the pitch and leave his team with one less player and a captain.
clicking his tongue at how his advances had failed to get him his intended outcome, naoya watched as sukuna shifted to a more serious stance, pushing aside his feelings and thoughts for the next hour all for the sake of this game.
it seemed to have worked because the ball was passed around, players were tackled, things got aggressive passively aggressive among players but in the end jiujitsu tech was neck and neck with jujutsu tech - that never happened, the latter were not performing at their best tonight and the sentiment could have been shared amongst everyone in the stands, voices around you whispered things like;
‘our team’s really slow tonight?’
‘yea, i mean we usually have a bigger point difference by the second half!’
yuki rolling her eyes and being the one to butt into the onlookers conversation, with a lazy tilt of her head and calm voice.
‘hey, aren’t yall the least prideful? just because the team is off a little tonight doesn’t make it mean that they can’t turn this around.’
her outburst giving everyone a little more hope for what was to come. with newfound energetic cheers being heard yelling all sorts of names and phrases towards the team as they retreated themselves towards the changing room for half time.
‘what the fuck is wrong with you?!’ banging sukuna into one of the lockers the moment they entered the changing room, toji was furious. the game wasn’t supposed to depict them struggling, it was meant to be a one and done, but ever since sukuna saw you, he’s been making the whole team pay for it.
with a chillingly calm voice. ‘fushiguro…’ everyone turned to how sukuna was calling his best friend by his surname and not only that but he’s been more placid, if that could even be the word to describe his recent shift in demeanour.
sukuna didn’t even reach out, he just let his call-out hang in the air, a silent threat. ‘i’ll give you 5 seconds to remove that nasty hand of yours from my collar.’
and to that toji widened his eyes knowing where this could go and withdrew his hand from him. still holding onto his own feelings towards the game and how it was all going, he wasn’t finished though.
narrowing his eyes at sukuna’s stature that was leaning on the lockers, he spoke with an authority but he was hesitant all at the same time. testing the waters, you could say.
‘you’re not fit to lead this game. let me be captain.’ the words hanged in the air for what felt like centuries as sukuna looked at toji with a growing indifference and raised brow that dared him to repeat himself.
everyone else was shocked as he was, they all shared the same thought but going toe to toe when sukuna already looked like he was ready to fight someone just for looking at him funny, seemed like something they could skip over for today. even gojo who had been testing his patience for the past week, decided that tonight would be a bad idea to push him over the edge.
but toji was what you could call his friend, someone close to him. he knew him better, so he double downed on his statement.
‘it will all give us some peace of mind if someone who had a level faced head led us tonight. just tonight.’ neutral and unteasing, toji left no string attached to anything that could imply or offend him.
to that sukuna stared through him and they all watched as he reached out to grab his captain band from his bicep, slowly pulling it off and handing it over to toji’s shocked form.
without even saying anything, they watched as he walked out of the room, but before he could open the door he looked over his shoulder and warned him and the rest of the team.
‘don’t make me regret it.’
‘…is that?’ moving your gaze over to what yuki was pointing at.
from to your side, you heard shoko gasp.
‘oh my fucking gosh. name, are you seeing the effect you’re having on this man!’ and to your own acknowledgment of surprise you all were shocked to find toji walk out leading the team as captain.
perplexed to how that could have happened, in all the few years you’ve known sukuna even before you two started dating is that he would never never let someone else take his place, maybe that’s why he was so adamant to talk to you.
so seeing the sight of toji with the captain arm band not only shocked you but it worried you. this whole time you’d been watching you believed that sukuna was just trying to talk to you and fill you with bullshit lies so that this was all over and you’d come back to him, but you didn’t expect ignoring him would have such an effect that would cause all of this, and you’re sure he wasn’t just acting because this was probably a straight up humiliation ritual to him.
and i mean shoko was just teasing, but something told you that her words held the slightest bit of truth towards how you had been acting towards sukuna. still though, you weren’t supposed to be the one to take care of all of this just because sukuna couldn’t hold back the temptation to get his lips sucked out that night.
it was through slowly remembering it all that you felt yourself feeling more disdain than sympathetic to his situation - he deserved to suffer, even if that meant everyone else had to too.
disappointed in yourself for even feeling pity for him in the first place, you felt compelled to want out from the bleachers to clear your mind for a bit.
even then, shoko knew you better and saw through you.
before you could inch away too far, she took hold of your forearm, making your turn towards her.
‘hey, where are you going?’
‘uh… i was just going to go…’ if you told her you wanted to leave for just because seeing sukuna going through it was making you hurt. she would have sat your ass right back down and forced your eyes open towards the match, while she and yuki yelled out reasons why you should ‘stand on business!’ or ‘lock in!’ through your ears before you feel bad for the man who cheated on you. talking about some nonsense like having a bird brain.
so you lied through your teeth, grimacing over the thought of being lectured right now, ‘…i’m just going to go get a drink!’
and naturally as ever, she hadn’t yet realised you were lying but she had her own issues to deal with. ‘oh? then let me come with you. i could go for a good smoke while we’re away.’
widening your eyes at that, you couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough before you even heard her turn to yuki and ask.
‘hey yuks, you wanna go grab something?’
nodding her head along to agree, you felt your shoulders slump as this had now turned into a full on ‘bathroom break with the girls!’ instead of a solitude thought daughter walk.
sighing to yourself, the hole was dug you now just had to jump in it.
as you made your way leading the other two out of the crowded bleachers and dodging freshmen who were way too excited over a college football game.
you had almost made it out safely, keyword: almost. if it wasn’t for the stupid emo loser who bumped into you as he was coming back to his seat and decided to drop his iced cold cola on you.
‘what the fuck!?’ shrieking as you felt the ice seep through your shirt and stain it with the brown colour aspect of the drink. behind you, you heard how yuki was asking ‘what happened?’ and shoko asking around for anyone who had wipes or tissues.
still distracted over how cold you were getting and annoyingly sticky with the drink all over you. you were unaware to the heavy eye bagged culprit himself who was stuck frozen as if he had cola dropped on him, just helplessly and shamelessly staring at you and your friends who tried to take care of his mess.
finally breaking through his mannequin act when he found you looking up at him with a sharp glare and insult ready on your tongue, he cut you off by taking the forgotten paper towels he had in his hands and stared wiping them over your chest to get what was already now slightly dried and absorbed cola of your chest.
‘i’m so so sorry…’
‘i don’t even know how that happened. i can pay you back for your top…’
‘…i seriously didn’t mean any of this!-‘
being now that it was your turn to freeze, with shoko and yuki right behind you wide eyed and deaf to his strings of apologies and promises. you were all so shocked at how bold he was being.
sensing the looks you three were giving him he paused and found himself stunned just as you all were as he quickly moved his hand away from you with a creeping blush that coated the tips of his ears - surely you would have missed that if he hadn’t been so close to you just a few moments ago.
‘i’m sorry once again, i didn’t even realise…’ he was practically rambling at this point in fear and embarrassment.
‘i was just trying to help.’ before you could even say anything, you watched as he started to remove his jacket and hang it around your shoulders, all while he stared at everything but you, pointedly looking at the ground now.
‘here, you can use this to cover yourself…’ undaring to look up to find you mad or disappointed in him.
‘…because of your shirt you know.’ and you were genuinely appalled by the whole situation, all you could give him was a hesitant nod of your head as you felt all prior anger dissipate.
‘uh… thanks.’ speaking in the tiniest of voices, that even had shoko and yuki looking at you funny. they expected you to have ripped his head off the moment the first drop of cola spilled on you, but here you are being shy and holding the jacket closer than necessary.
seeing as the stranger had provided a solution, you remembered why you were here in the first place and excused yourself, grabbing shoko’s hand as she grabbed yuki’s following your lead again. pushing by him, while he still stood motionless and stuck in place hoping that you’d just forget all of this.
when you had finally made it away from the bleachers and the rest of the audience, you rounded the corner to a more secluded zone from the pitch where most of the students who wanted ‘privacy’ had gone.
letting go of your hand and yuki’s, you watched as shoko pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. while yuki excused herself to go to the bathroom.
leaning over a wall as she lit up her cigarette. shoko narrowed her eyes at the sight of you infront of her, where your gaze had fallen onto a particular numbered player’s back on the pitch.
you were so out of it you hadn’t even realised that you were staring, not until you heard her chuckle from behind you causing you to twist your head to find her letting out an exhale of smoke.
‘how long are you going to lie to yourself, name?’
feigning confusion, you knew where she might be getting at but this was her testing the waters - coaxing you to come out clean enough to ease her doubts.
‘i don’t know what your talking about…’
closing her eyes as she smiled and let another smoke out, she slowly opened her eyes again to peer at you with an all-knowing look and frankly you knew better than to lie and gaslight her.
slumping your shoulders, you asked with slight melancholy.
‘is it really that obvious?’
‘so obvious.’ came the curt reply of yuki who came to sit on the ground leaning her back on the same wall where shoko was standing.
shaking your head, you tore your gaze from them and gave one final look back at the game. turning to walk to wards them and situate yourself on the ground on shoko’s other side. sensing that it was a reunion of sorts, she slid down the wall and sat on the ground too, following your prior actions.
sighing to yourself, you finally felt yourself crack. ‘i mean is it so wrong to say that i miss him?’
smoking to herself, shoko let yuki be the one to talk some sense to you and the latter was never one to miss the opportunity.
‘well no, it’s not wrong to say that you miss him. but to actually miss him, or long for him.’ she shook her head at how blasphemous that sounded.
‘name, you have to remember this is the same guy who cheated on you and tried to hide it.’ and man she was so right but she was also so wrong.
‘i know i know, but i just can’t help it. those feelings… they don’t just leave overnight!’
‘i just wish things could have been different, like man i could forget all about it if i just kissed hi-‘ slapping a hand across your mouth before you could even dare finish your sentence, shoko turned to you with a death glare as she used her other hand to stub her cigarette on the ground.
‘now, what did we say about making dumb decisions while we’re ovulating?’ rolling your eyes at her theatrics, sure they were right about sukuna doing you dirty, you knew that already…
but it’s just that you can’t help the fact that he was a reasonably good guy, sometimes.
shifting towards a more serious tone, shoko looked towards infront of her as she tried to give you reasonably good advice - i mean you guys were just still in college, there was only so much you could all know about the world and making dumb decisions.
‘here’s the thing name. me and yuki aren’t going to stop you from getting back with sukuna if that’s what you want.’
widening your eyes at how forward she was getting over the one thing that they had been so against, yuki mirrored your actions and was about to say something just to get cut off.
‘hey now shoko, i didn’t agree to-‘
‘shush!’ turning to yuki to silence her by pressing her index finger onto her lips. once she had found that yuki was going to keep quiet, she turned back to you.
‘what i’m trying to say is that the ball is in your court, sure you can live with the two weeks worth of gossip everyone will be talking about when they see you back together with sukuna but what happens when he does it again?’
and you knew what she meant by ‘it’ cheating and this made you frown and look over to the side, ‘we just don’t want to see you hurt over someone who couldn’t see you for all that your worth.’
her next words really did it for you though, feeling yourself actually break in two as you finally put into perspective everything that happened.
‘because if he had done so in the first place, he would have never even thought of doing that to you.’
you suddenly felt yourself overcome with emotion as you leaned over towards her, engulfing her with a hug as you whispered into her shoulder and she held a small smile out of your view in acknowledgment, ‘thank you shoko, i really needed to hear that…’
trying to act nonchalant about it, she tried pulling you off while regaining her personal space but that was before yuki decided to get in on the action from behind her melting into the now group hug, ‘hey, you guys can’t leave me out on this!’
during all of it as you detached yourself from both of them, you felt the jacket you were wearing fall off your shoulders. giving shoko just the right opportunity to change the melancholic atmosphere.
smirking to herself. ‘plus i see you’ve already got mystery jacket boy to have fun with and satoru.’
snorting at the mention of both men, you rolled your eyes as you grabbed the jacket from the ground to put it back on properly this time, slipping your arms through the sleeves and finding that it was way larger than you expected.
‘no offence shoko, but i’m pretty sure satoru is just trying to play with me to get back at sukuna for whatever stupid reason they have in their brotherhood.’
and frankly she couldn’t argue with that, knowing she held her own suspicions over his behaviour.
‘hmm, and what about jacket boy?’ you heard yuki teasingly smiling at you.
‘i’m pretty sure his name is choso. i worked with him for a project before and he’s really nice, and your totally his type! you should try taking to him when you return his jacket.’
looking at shoko and yuki who gave you taunting looks about him, and you thought about it. because sure he spilled cola on you and could pass for being a pervert for touching you like that without your consent, but he was kinda cute the more you think about him…
but then again the thought of getting with a random when you haven’t even yet resolved the label on you and sukuna’s relationship seemed like a long shot.
‘come on guys, i don’t even know the guy!-‘
‘but you have his jacket.’ replied shoko, as if to prove a point that you actually did know him and it’s with yuki adding in. ‘it wouldn’t be bad to even be friends with him!’
backing up from the two of them as they were getting too excited over a situation knowing that you still were actively going through a breakup. i mean the guy did seem nice, but wait sukuna was nice too and look where it got you.
apprehensively, you turned them down and their advances. ‘no guys… i can’t just jump onto him-!‘
cutting you off yuki added as a matter of fact. ‘well if i remember correctly he was already on you just several moments ago.’
making you jaw drop at how quick she was with adding that, you turned to shoko for support. watching as she turned away from you leaving you to deal with yuki alone.
and as if the universe had seen your plea and desperateness to drop the topic, you all perked your heads up to the sound of the final whistle and announcement.
‘JUJUTSU TECH HAS WON THE FOOTBALL GAME FOLKS! IT WAS A GOOD PERFORMANCE WITH BOTH TEAMS AND A MATCH UP OF A LIFETIME.’
‘I DON’T KNOW HOW DIFFERENT THIS COULD HAVE BEEN WITHOUT OUR STAR PLAYER TONIGHT - TOJI FUSHIGURO WHO TURNED THE TIDES AS CAPTAIN!’
you all looked at each other at the sound of the announcement knowing what was to come.
‘i guess it’s a football celebration party tonight.’ shoko stated, seemingly bothered at the idea of having to go knowing she’d be stuck with the gojo twins, not that she mind being around satoshi though, which made you have an inkling that she might just like him.
‘but name, are you sure you still want to go? i mean if you aren’t up for it we could just stay at home together.’ asked yuki and you had a feeling that it wasn’t worth going for sensing the impending doom and dread consume you, but who were you to ever listen to your gut.
‘nah, it’s fine. i’ll be fine.’
were you actually? or were you trying to lie enough to make you believe it too?
after a quick change of clothes and a little bit of a pregame, the frat house was a blur of neon lights and blaring house music from outside. not to mention the multitude of people who kept on coming in and coming out with bottles of cheap alcohol and soda to celebrate the football team’s victory.
yet, even though it was a more positive atmosphere tonight. you couldn’t help the overwhelming dread you felt growing in your body. sensing it before you could say it out loud, shoko turned to you with a warm smile to her.
‘hey, you know if you really don’t want to be here we can leave.’ smiling towards her you shook your head in disagreement. ‘it’s okay shoko, i mean i can’t ignore him forever?’
but you really wish you could. watching as she pursed her lips knowing there was no point in arguing or pushing you, shoko looked over to yuki and nodded towards her in silent agreement.
unbeknownst to you, they had a silent plan to whisk you away from all of this if anything got way out of hand, and judging from everything to your hidden pushed back emotions this whole week, the party just seemed to be the right match stick to light up your fuse.
seemingly finding that the three of you were just standing around, you took the initiative to grab their hands and pull them towards the party, feigning excitement in your voice, ‘come on guys, we’re going to miss out on the fun!’
following you apprehensively, when you entered through the doors, it was merely seconds before yuki was caught by junior, todo aoi, who was standing right near the entrance.
‘yuki!’ turning towards the voice that called her out, she pulled back the hand that you were holding and walked over to todo, reaching out to aggressively enthusiastically shake hands with todo.
‘todo!’ sending him a viscous smile that could rival his… his and that awfully tight compression shirt that had you wondering if he had a third nipple under there or was it just an illusion.
either way you and shoko watched as yuki and him exchanged greetings, until todo let out that he wanted to challenge her.
‘what about an arm wrestle? you beat me the last time but i won’t let it happen again!’ boisterously yelling it out for everyone to hear and look towards him and yuki. with glint of mischief in her eyes because of todo’s proclamation, she turned back to you and you watched as her smile dropped. turning back to todo to politely decline.
‘i’m sorry todo, i don’t think-‘ before she could even finish her sentence, you grabbed her shoulders, pushing her closer to todo, with your head to her side and yelled out over her.
‘she doesn’t think, she knows she’s going to beat you!’ confused as to what you were saying, yuki turned to you shaking her head in disapproval, but you ignored her - you didn’t need her and shoko to babysit you. you knew what they were trying to do, plus this was meant to be a fun night. why else were you all here?
‘so come on, are you ready to get your ass beat a second time todo?’ laughing to himself, he leaned closer and pulled yuki from you, shouting to the whole audience that had been waiting for him and yuki at how he’s trained for this and whatnot.
still, yuki felt a small inkling towards all of this and turned behind to gaze at you while todo pulled her towards the table that he had set up for their challenge.
owning to the fact that she wasn’t clearly convinced, you shot her a bright smile and thumbs up, you’d be fine. watching as she held a smirk when she turned back todo, and you had shoko with you still.
unsuspected to you, you looked behind you in hopes of finding her, only to see a comical dotted silhouette of her form. smiling to yourself she probably go whisked away by geto or the gojo twins.
wait… realising that yuki was busy in an arm wrestle and shoko was nowehere to be seen. that meant, you were alone…
trying to assess the situation, you could go and watch yuki’s arm wrestle and hang around her but the mere thought of being around the likes of people like mahito in the ‘audience’ there you off.
so you walked through the halls and rooms to look like someone who wasn’t freakishly awkward and tensed with being here, while you had an internal monologue in your head about everything.
‘okay, you’ll be fine name. you just need to act like you’re just anyone else at the party.’ somewhere in between the walking, you had found yourself next to some freshmen you didn’t know the name of who called out to you.
‘hey, name! want a drink?’ pointing to the pack of beers he had in his arm, a drink wouldn’t hurt, right? just one. to ease your nerves.
‘sure.’ grabbing the one he held out to you and dismissing him with a ‘thanks.’ conversely, it seemed like he wanted more than just a thanks.
taking a sip of the beer, you heard him say something from your side that made you send him an irritated glare that had him cowering away.
'hah, you think you can thank me in other ways? ...or you know on second thought, it's all yours name!'
rolling your eyes at him as his friends around him snickered and teased him at the rejection he had gotten from you.
you continued your walk around the party goers, taking sips of the beer in your hand at times. in the midst of it all, you slowly felt more and more emotional and tipsy because of the alcohol.
thinking to yourself again, as you people watched in a corner with passerby's greeting you here and there. you really weren't yourself tonight and people could already put two and two together with how you weren't attached to sukuna and the latter's performance tonight.
'sukuna is probably too busy with his teammates somewhere like always... he won’t find me if i just stay here… he never really cared.’
shaking your head at the thought, you brought back the beer to your lips and felt the cold rim of the bottle graze you. relishing in what was the last few remenants of it as you turned the bottle with a raised brow, wondering why and how it dared to be finished so quickly.
you placed it down with the rest of the bottles on some coffee table, searching for a new bottle as you missed the slight tangy taste in your mouth again.
through your rummaging, a random that you couldn’t even be paid to remember the name of grabbed a bottle from a pack below where he was sitting and handed it to you with a smile. replicating the gesture in a silent thanks, you took the bottle from his hands and popped it open to start drinking again.
'i wonder where shoko is...' you thought as you walked out of the room into another hall.
wandering around the party without really any idea of what was happening around you. you were more than tipsy at this point and you had a slight slowness to your movements. everything was really hazy...
but not hazy enough to not see and understand that the tuft of pink hair that was peeking through the crowds was sukuna.
widening your eyes in recognition. as quick as you could get in your state of cognition, you turned around in hopes that he hadn’t seen you.
unlucky for you, he had seen you and made it practically aware that he was following you with the shouts of 'fuck off!' and 'move out of the way!' you could hear in the distance as he got closer.
unaware to his surroundings, sukuna's shouts geared up the attention of satoru who was busy entertaining some fangirls. narrowing his eyes to follow the view of what had sukuna flare up and cuss everyone out, searching, he found you... seemingly intoxicated you.
he had two options, cut off sukuna and grab you for himself before he could or let sukuna finally get his chance with you, then grab you for himself. the latter seemed more plausible for now with how sukuna was rounding the corner to catch up to you, but the idea of of you was never far.
'name! will you just let me talk to you!?' you heard sukuna shout from behind you as you stared at the stupid cliché dead end infront of you. man, were you so out of your mind that you forgot that turning this corner would lead you to a stop?
still facing the wall with sukuna merely meters away from you, you asked with a slight tiredness your voice. 'what do you want, sukuna?'
he winced at the use of his surname, you really weren’t going to let that up. so he tried to act and sound as calm as possible, knowing if he came into this already fired up this would only cause for amazing entertainment for the party goers and a very blown up you.
'sukuna? okay fair. but will you at least talk to me while i can see you.'
rolling your eyes, blame it on the alcohol and how emotional you’ve been feeling but sober you would have not been folded so easily to the sound of his begging request. so you turned around and faced him with your hands crossed over your chest and your almost empty second bottle of beer close to you.
to that though sukuna raised his brow. 'you're drinking tonight? you rarely ever drink.' reaching out closer to you to try and break down your walls. 'is everything okay?'
but you weren't having it. sure he had that soft look in his eyes that came out only when he was actually worried or that stupid way he slumps his shoulders when he feels like he can put his walls down.
not to mention the way he was speaking to you in that ‘gentle and patient’ as sukuna can get voice, that you wanted to believe was only ever reserved for you.
yet, whether you were drunk or sober, you had to be stronger than that to not just fall for the way his big arms looked so inviting as they reached out to you.
you only then stopped him and yourself from doing something you’d regret, by replying. 'wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?'
scoffing to himself at your attitude, he attempted other means of getting closer to you like trying to grab the bottle from you knowing that it was not above you to throw it at him if things got too heated between you two.
noticing how his frame getting closer though, you dodged his hand and held the bottle tighter to you. giving him a repulsed look at his actions that had him reeling back in his original position.
with a harsh glare you asked. ‘what are you trying to do?’
he sighed to himself. this was going to be difficult. ‘i’m just trying to help you out, who knows how much you’ve had to drink.’
now it was your turn to scoff, because who was he even to start talking about helping and caring for you? he didn’t want you, that’s why he cheated and maybe blame it on the alcohol for you to jump to conclusions but you felt it deep in your heart.
that’s even when the thought flashed through your mind reminding you that you were being way too civil with the man who’s been causing you heartache.
drawing out your response with a little bit of ignorance and disbelief in your voice. ‘woooow sukuna.’
you turned to place the bottle on the floor giving sukuna some sense of relief. but then you clapped your hands together as a response to his mockery of an apology, which made him sight knowing this wasn’t any better.
‘you really can’t be serious sukuna?’ taking a step towards him as you continued talking, emphasising your speech by pointing at him from time to time. ‘like really, who are you supposed to be to tell me that i’ve had too much to drink?’
at this point you had even gotten close enough to him where you were merely a step away from him. ‘you think that after everything i’m just supposed to be normal with you.’
cutting you off from your rant, he bluntly stated. ‘well if you had been responsible enough towards this relationship and let me talk to you earlier then we wouldn’t be here.’
this made you laugh out in hysteria, as you replied to his comment.
‘you’re going to say that i needed to be responsible?! you were the one who cheated! if you had never done that, then we both wouldn’t have been here.’
rolling his eyes at your outburst, ‘yea and so what?’ you narrowed your eyes at this. ‘you want me to beg and whine for you, i’ve tried everything to try and apologise to you and what do i get in return!? i get a fucking story of you going out on a date with gojo!’
shaking your head in disbelief, you took the step that had been distancing the two of you and held a firm finger that pointed at him squarely on his chest to prove your point.
had it not been for the alcohol you would have realised way sooner how close you were to him. but in the moment it seemed to be the least of your worries and the fact did not go unnoticed to sukuna.
‘oh fuck off sukuna, you want to talk to me about dates and a fucking ig story?!?’ mocking his own voice with the end bit.
‘you think i did what during that date? went and made out with him? went and sucked his dick off?’
leaning closer to his face, ‘or did you think i went and slept with him.’
at the mere mention of you alluding to having slept with gojo satoru of all people, you watched as the remains of sukuna’s seemingly ‘calm’ and ‘patient’ facade crumble away as he pushed your hand away from his chest and held a fiery expression to match the way he was glaring at you.
though before he could get a word in, satoru gojo rounded the corner and hollered out with a wave towards you both. speak of the devil.
‘ah, are the two love birds rekindling their romance?’ shooting you a teasing smile from your view as he stepped into the hallway.
it was a starking contrast to how sukuna faced you and had his back towards gojo, holding a massive scowl on his face at the voice of his frat ‘brother’.
and very much aware of the fact that he shouldn’t be here right now, gojo made it quite obvious that he was going to be sticking around by walking into the uninvited space between you and sukuna and wrapping his arm around the latter’s shoulders
‘so what do we have here? do you guys need me to play cupid!’ with a large smile adorning his face, you would have laughed if it was any other time at how sukuna looked like he was foaming at the mouth to grab gojo’s arm and break it.
yet, with gojo being here it felt even more tense than how it was earlier with you having just mentioned sleeping with him. you really hoped he hadn’t heard you. he did. sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere, he looked between you and sukuna for a brief moment then let out a sigh.
‘so you guys aren’t going to talk anymore?’
he let out an even heavier sigh, after being met with an even more quiet silence, if you could even call it that with how kept to yourselves you and sukuna had become when it wasn’t just the both of you yelling and arguing at each other moments ago. talk about just fuck and makeup already.
‘well i guess i can take name off your hands then, suki!’ pulling you from infront of sukuna without a care in the world, but it’s can’t be that easy…
in a spur of the moment that felt even more of a blow to you as you felt the alcohol start to take a toll on you.
you felt sukuna grab your other arm as he narrowed his anger filled crimson eyes at gojo, without hesitation he stared at the latter with a scowl that contrasted with gojo’s blooming smile that showed the slightest glint of his canines, foreshadowing mischief.
while your were in the middle of it feeling like your eyes were going to pull back from the ensuing headache that was coming for you. ‘let her go gojo… if you know what’s good for you.’ you heard sukuna say bluntly, as he tightened the grip he had on your forearm.
with a few seconds where it actually looked like gojo was thinking about following sukuna’s instructions, you watched as he feigned a reaction that looked like he cared only to roll his eyes and stare straight at sukuna.
‘hmm, no can do suki.’ feeling sukuna pull you even closer at the mention of the atrocious nickname and the fact that gojo wasn’t going to let up. him holding you even closer didn’t go unnoticed to gojo either who decided that it was a perfect opportunity to wrap an arm around your shoulders lazily infront of sukuna that had him let go of your arm, watching as it fell to his side with a closed fist.
‘i think she’s just the right amount of good for me.’
gojo smirked, he knew that this was all getting under his skin and fortunately it was only emphasising the importance of his presence in your life, i mean you weren’t even pushing him away… you should have, but for some reason you really didn’t want to.
‘you’ve had her for quite a while, don’tcha think name wants to hangout with me for some time? as friends.’
‘you know damn well-‘
cutting sukuna off as he finally decided to acknowledge the fact that you were in the middle of this, turning to the side to look at you with his arm still around you.
‘don’t you, name?’ feeling pressured and not at all in your senses, you stared up at gojo’s expectant face and then slowly turning back to the man infront of you. he had a calculating face.
the ball was in your court just like always and you had a choice between the two of them would signify a regret consequence, but you were way too drunk out of your mind to worry about that now.
‘uh… yeah.’ watching as sukuna’s face morphed into an expression of pure betrayal. it served him right but still you could see that he was hurt, while with gojo he was practically beaming.
without a moment to waste as waved off sukuna and started moving you to walk at his pace as you left sukuna in the hallway alone.
turning your head to look at him over your shoulder and gojo’s massive bicep, he was obviously hurt with the way his shoulders had slumped far from being comfortable and his face had an expression that was more than just unreadable at this point.
rounding the corner, gojo spotted how you didn’t have your sole attention on him. following your gaze to where you still looked behind to search for sukuna to see if he was following you two. so he decided to do what anyone else would, he ducked his head towards your face and placed a chaste kiss on the side of your cheek.
this made you turn to him and completely wake you up from your daze as you pushed him off you and stared at him in shock.
‘what the fuck, satoru?!’ feeling yourself try to ‘wipe off’ the kiss from where he had placed his lips on your cheek, laughing to himself at your reaction.
you watched as he reeled forward from his own laughter, clutching his stomach in the process, all throughout this you felt your earlier feelings of anger and frustration re-surface.
coldly you asked, ‘what’s funny?’ your tone breaking off gojo’s laughter as he shifted to a more cautious stance. he was honestly lost for a few words as he stared at your disheveled form and eyes that held slight disgust for him now and so quickly at that.
and for some reason, he would be and should be turned off by that but it only makes him want to you more. watching him walk closer and closer, as you walked back with each step he took forward, with some cliché turn of events, you felt your back hit the wall behind you as you were cornered once again - but this time it felt a bit more intimate.
giving you more than enough space for you to reject him, gojo reached out to your taken aback face and brushed his hand over your cheek, right where he had kissed you. dropping his head even lower and closer to the side of your face as he grazed your ear with his lips and said something.
‘let’s go get you a drink.’ moving as quickly as the whole moment had happened, you watched as he stood back in his full form and walked ahead of you, seemingly making his way to the place where he wanted to get you a ‘drink’.
from yuki’s perspective, she was sitting on a couch after having beat todo. lounging around having forgotten why she was here in the first place and just enjoying that idea of people watching.
that was until a particularly familiar and reoccurring stranger decided to take the seat right beside her on the couch that she was practically man spreading with her whole pussy facing the world.
turning to give a lazy roll of her head to gaze at who decided to keep her company, it’s not often that you get to find genuine people who want to just talk to you at a party when you’re a household name.
but he seemed to be as uninterested as she was, getting comfortable and mimicking her seating position with a diet coke in his hand and another can held up in offer to yuki.
she looked at it lowly, and suppressed a chuckle until she finally felt him awkwardly staring her, which ended up making her burst out in laughter, grabbing the coke from him in the midst.
‘what? i just have to make sure you don’t end up dropping it on me this time!’ laughing to herself as she snapped back the tab to take a sip, all while choso adorned an embarrassing blush that he tried to hide with a roll of his eyes.
‘don’t even remind me about that…’ moving forward to place his half empty can on the coffee table. ‘i can’t believe that was my first interaction with her, she must think i’m a total loser!’ covering his face as he stared at the ceiling through his fingers.
and with yuki she was never one to sugarcoat things so she hummed in agreement at his last comment, only to see him glare at her through his fingers.
‘what? you don’t possibly think she would have found the guy that poured a cold drink on her to be hot?!’ raising a brow at his sulking.
‘i’m honestly shocked she didn’t end up cursing you out right there infront of everyone.’ chuckling at the image in her mind, of you crashing out on choso while he cowered in fear from you.
and he had to note that down, because remembering all the interactions and confrontations that you’ve had with people over the years. seems like he had bit the the more pleasant side of you.
‘plus, i think you held an okay first impression…’ yuki said with a hopeful tone to her voice, trying to make choso feel better. this made him uncover his face and lighten up from his brooding, only for it to all come crashing down at yuki’s next set of words.
‘i mean who can forget the guy who grabbed her tits the first time they just met!’ laughing in hysteria at the recollection of how stunned you looked and how shameful he had looked right after.
‘oh come on, yuki! i didn’t grab her tits. they were just in the way…’ seeing how he was met with a deadpan look from yuki, he then realised that maybe he might have just been the one in the way and not your tits. groaning in frustration, ‘so she must think i’m a loser and a freaky pervert.’
she smiled at that and tried to suppress the laughter she had knowing that things weren’t as bad as he thought, ‘hm, yeah.’ but doing nothing to try and save or make up choso’s interpretation of his first impression with you.
and choso was going to bite back, only for both of them and the rest of the room to turn their heads over to the sound of broken glass and angry shouts that hollered in the next room over as people moved to see the commotion.
narrowing her eyes, yuki had the sudden revelation and remembered your presence at the party. placing the can on the table in a rush, she stood up and bid choso goodbye, ‘i need to go.’
choso was left stunned, as he tried to get a hold of her and where she was going so quickly. only to end up following her from behind towards the sound of yells and shouts.
on the other side of the frat house, unbeknownst of the trouble that was brewing inside and yet to creep out into their lives. shoko stood leisurely with cigarette in hand, with geto and satoshi by her sides.
‘so what’s your brother up to with name?’ shoko asked as she peered up at satoshi with a slow drag of her cigarette. alternatively, geto perked up from where he was standing, rolling a fat blunt, raising his brow at satoshi as a silent warning to not say anything.
yet, the gesture between the two did not go unnoticed as shoko turned to geto who quickly went back to busing himself with his blunt.
letting out a small sigh, shoko moved the cigarette towards her lips and pulled in a long and slow breath as she stared at satoshi through her eyelashes. calm and uneasily gentle. she was never a woman of many words, and she knew that with satoshi he was bound to crack around her.
shaking his head as he pushed back a few stray hairs from his glasses, he looked away from shoko’s chilling stare and sighed. ‘you can’t let him know that i told you-‘
‘satoshi!’ hearing geto yell and cutting the older gojo twin off, shoko turning to glare at geto as he went back to light up his blunt with a scowl and grimace written all over his face.
‘come on suguru, i thought you were friends with name.’ shoko voiced out in the middle of her smoking, only to hear geto groan and respond.
‘yeah, and you would think that satoru cares more than the next person but he doesn’t.’ moving over from shoko’s side to satoshi’s, patting him on the shoulder. ‘and satoshi here doesn’t have the heart to tell you that because he was his own feelings in the mix of all of this.’
watching as the older gojo glared at geto for alluding to something that he expected him to keep a secret. only to find geto shrug and start smoking his blunt, pointing out to satoshi. ‘you started this by wanting to out your own brother.’ which made satoshi lower his glare after the mention of his earlier instance of betrayal.
however, the very first comment threw shoko off. sure, satoru wasn’t the best guy around in the frat, but would he really play you for a fool? what would he even get from that?-
the sudden revelation had dawned to her but before she could even process it, her thoughts were cut off by the sound of shattering glass and shouts from inside.
turning back, satoshi squinted his eyes at the commotion. ‘what the fuck was that?’ and as quick as the prior revelation had come to her. shoko threw the now maybe 3rd unfinished cigarette of the night on the ground as she tried to rush inside with the mere mention of your name left as a clue to the other two behind her.
several minutes earlier…
you had walked in following gojo to the kitchen island of the frat house where toji and the rest of the team stood amongst a plethora of girls who fawned at each of the players.
and you personally couldn’t blame them, you still had your own heart wrapped around one of them. speaking of which, you watched as sukuna made his way to the kitchen from the hallway with a disgustingly large scowl on his features as he leaned on a nearby wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
seeing your gaze linger over at sukuna who glared at everyone and anyone who even breathed too hard around him. gojo nudged you in the shoulder and passed you a red cup of liquid? giving him a questioning glance as you tore your gaze from sukuna, he read into your skepticism and threw you a massive smile.
‘relax, i’m here to save you. don’t you think 1 more drink will make you feel better?’ swaying the cup infront of your face and frankly you knew you already had enough, but what was one more going to do.
grabbing it from his loose grip, you sighed at its contents and gave him one last judging look. ‘if i get sent to the ER because of this, i’m going to kill you satoru.’
bringing the cup to your lips as he went on to respond, ‘now why would i ever do that to you?’ while you chugged the bitter taste of whatever mixed up alcohol gojo had served you at once.
with his usual charm and casualness, he leaned closer to you and grabbed the empty cup from your hand, asking you in a whisper. ‘feel better?’
and you were sure that sukuna must have seen him from the way you felt him familiarly glaring through the back of your skull. you weren’t the only one though, as gojo gave a sharp look over to sukuna when he ghosted his lips over your ear, staring directly at him making sure he saw.
sukuna on the other hand was about to blow up, furrowed brows and a vein on his temple ready to burst as he felt himself getting off the wall to grab you and take you away elsewhere… that was until yorozu came from nowhere cutting off the used to be empty path between you and him against everyone else.
‘ryo baby!’ she called out to him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
which made you irritatingly turn your head back to see her holding onto one of sukuna’s arms. about to explode yourself now, you narrowed your eyes at her shrunken form that attached herself to holding onto sukuna’s bicep like growing mould.
while ‘ryo’ was stuck frozen under your glowering eyes, all forms of anger had seem to dissipate from him as it had slowly transferred onto you again.
and all sorts of thoughts ran through your mind as you wondered why he wasn’t even trying to push her off or do anything. he just, let her, which made you even more silently enraged as he looked at you for some form of help.
smirking to himself, you felt gojo press his body closer to you and wrap an arm around your shoulder. still unprecedented by yorozu, sukuna and probably all that you’ve had to drink, you were unaware of the image that was being painted to other people who spread whispers and talks to themselves of how you and sukuna seemed to be getting closer with other people tonight.
sensing your anger towards her, yorozu turned to you and shot you a small teasing smile that only made you want to push and pull her by the hair.
‘ah! hi name! i’d didn’t see you there, did you want to talk to ryo?’
speaking in such a casual tone that made your jaw tighten at her audacity to use the same stupid nickname that you used to call sukuna by, well she did too since he dated her first but still. not to mention how incredibly idiotic sukuna looked staring between you and her with an incredulous look.
but you were bitter and not to mention petty.
so you swallowed your anger and pride, sending her an even brighter smile, as you waved her off. ‘oh that’s alright yorozu!’ shocking her at your eerily calm voice, you went ahead to push it even further by grabbing the arm that you found on your shoulder, pushing it down to gojo’s side and mimicking the same way she held onto sukuna.
unaware to the cocky smirk that gojo sent out to sukuna at your actions. ‘i was just about finished with ryo here.’ mocking her and holding onto gojo even tighter as you stared at sukuna right in the eye this time and in a condescending tone.
‘he’s allll yours…’ turning around with gojo still by your side, before she or sukuna could get even a word in.
you walked towards the kitchen island that had a litter of the red cups full of drinks as you told gojo, ‘i need another one of those drinks.’
and who was he to say no, he smiled and scurried off to get you a drink, while you leaned back on a wall. left alone again and as you looked at the people around you, you couldn’t help to stare back at sukuna and yorozu.
she was all over him and he wasn’t even trying to hide that he was enjoying it, sure he kept on glancing at you here and there only to be met with you rolling your eyes.
he should have yelled at her to fuck off like he always does to other people, but that’s the thing. you realised that yorozu wasn’t ’other people’ to him, sure they had broken up and he dated you, but he still had feelings for that insufferable bitch and decided that you were supposed to suffer for it.
cutting you from your thoughts, gojo came back with a pair of red cups, already finishing his off as he offered the other to you.
looking at him and the drink again, you don’t know what overcame you as you stared at the contents of the drink and at him - he wondered though why you were being skeptic a second time when you had already drank it the first time.
sighing you brought the drink to your lips and chugged it just as you did with the first one and before you could even hear gojo’s comment on you being a party animal.
you grabbed him by his collar and crashed your lips onto his. his lips were so warm and they still had the lingering taste of the alcohol he just drank. startled at your bold move, everyone was shocked to watch you initiate something like that with the so called frat king.
and you were going in deep, as you found yourself chasing after the feeling of his lips and the strongly intoxicating taste of alcohol. before you could even get too in control. you felt gojo place the empty cup of his own drink on the kitchen island as he leaned back towards it and snaked his arms around your waist pulling you even closer and turning his head to deepen the kiss with you.
it felt carnal the more the seconds pass, and every onlooker felt like it was bit more than the usual kiss and tell moment that they usually see at a frat party. some people started to record, some people started to tell their friends what was going on and some people were absolutely furious at the sight of it all. completely disregarding their ‘partners’ as they walked away from them.
presently, had it not been for all the alcohol and just the whole tension of tonight you would have had some semblance to care enough to detach yourself from gojo and take this somewhere else, but you wanted people to watch, you wanted him to watch.
and if that meant using gojo to your own whims, then so be it. he was going to do it to you either way and have it the other way around, so why not be the first one to start.
so you let him deepen the kiss, feeling his tongue swipe against your lower lip and trace your back with his hand. slowly reaching out to cup your jaw as he slithered his tongue into your mouth while he lowered your head back to have himself even deeper and impossibly closer to you.
through it all, you could feel the growing bludge next to your core as he moved you deeper into the kiss. honestly you could feel just about everything. his hand that tangled your hair in between his fingers, his other hand that held you by your waist tightly against his chest.
your own hands that wrapped around the expanses of his neck as you felt the tiny follicles around his undercut that made him smile into the kiss every time you slowly grazed them with your fingertips scratching them against his hair.
the obvious growing tent was the least of your worries as he slowly worked the hand that held you by your waist towards your thigh as he lifted you up to make you feel the warmth of his cock against your fully clothed core, he wanted you so bad but you knew better than to let him have anymore than this.
and frankly your weren’t the only one as you both heard the sound of glass shattering from next to you that caused you to stop your overly public display of affection. both turning towards what caused the right amount of distress to interrupt your actions.
you raised an inquisitive brow, it was sukuna and he seemed to be shaking in pure rage as he held onto the shattered half of a big bottle of beer. narrowing his eyes at the sight of you and gojo still holding onto each other, he pointed the bottle square at you both and gruffly spoke as everyone looked at him in fear and confusion.
‘why don’t you continue?! you guys seemed very happy with yourselves to provide some fucking entertainment tonight.’ and gojo being gojo was teasing at the thought, reaching out back to you again to kiss you just hear sukuna yell out.
‘don’t you fucking dare gojo.’ pointing and staring straight at him.
and watching the whole thing unfold from infront of you kinda pushed you to get sober because seeing sukuna angry was one thing, but seeing him angry with a glass bottle in his hand was a whole other thing.
yet, even though a strong survival instinct was enstilled in you and the rest of the people watching, you still had the best of your other emotions speaking for you.
‘oh what the hell sukuna?! you’re getting mad over this!?’ detaching yourself from gojo, who already missed your touch as he tried to hold you close, just for you to let go of him and walk over to sukuna.
‘i should be holding onto that glass bottle and pointing it at you!’ scoffing at your response, sukuna waved the bottle and now turned to you.
‘oh really now? you think you’re worth all of this name? you think that you can just waltz into people’s lives and play them for a fool.’
looking around, you noticed that people weren’t just recording or people watching, they were invested and some of them scared at what was about to unfold not knowing that nothing serious was actually going to happen.
not only that, you watched as shoko and yuki came in from wherever they were with the rest of the people who were elsewhere when they heard the the ruckus being caused inside.
but it was you who stared at sukuna in disbelief and utter disappointment. ‘so now i’m playing people like a fool?’ laughing at his utter nonsense dryly, ‘is that supposed to make me laugh?’
you stared at yorozu who stood frozen in some form of humiliation at what was going on, and you smiled.
smiled at all of this and just the utter stupidity of what had been going on in your life for the past couple of weeks because of her.
because at the very least, she could probably see the difference between you and her now.
‘like can you believe it sukuna? i guess you really are a fool then.’ turning back to him. ‘telling me that i’m the only girl you’ve ever loved, the only one you’ve ever cared about.’ speaking in a sweetly condescending tone, with each passing moment.
making sure you not only outed sukuna but plunged it deep into yorozu that there were things that you and sukuna shared that she could only dream of.
‘the only girl you told your mother about.’ knowing that would particularly sting with yorozu, knowing she was never the girl you’d bring home proudly.
but blame it on the alcohol for the nth time tonight, because damn were you tired and so irrefutably upset over all of this. you could care less at this point if people were talking about you or wondered why you were acting like this. it just wasn’t worth it anymore, it never was.
and it was like shoko said, ‘give it two weeks’ and whatever drama that happened tonight would be offset by the next big thing. so you continued, knowing that you never knew when again you’d get the opportunity to be this petty and vengeful.
‘oh, i love you name! i want you for the rest of my life! i want to live with you! have my babies!’
you watched as sukuna’s anger and facade break as he felt a sudden wave of embarrassment. ‘aww, does that all sound familiar to you, suki?’ really rubbing it in, as you leaned over the kitchen island closer to him and where he had shattered the bottle. grabbing it from him with the now loose grip he had.
you waved the bottle in your hand as you played with the dripping liquid on the island counter, right then you heard sukuna mutter.
‘and i regret it all.’
acting like you didn’t hear him so he could repeat himself, you didn’t even look up from swirling and finding the liquid more entertained than him. ‘hm, what was that?’
‘i said. i fucking regret it all. i never even want to see your face again.’
and damn that did sting out of everything else you had both said tonight. but you couldn’t voice that out, you had a reputation at hand.
being you, you gave him one last look over and pulled his face towards you. giving him a similar kiss to the cheek like the one gojo gave you.
in shock at your insanity at this point, as you smiled at sukuna’s wide eyes expression. you stared at him with a hint of melancholy and sentiment, pushing it aside and bidding him a public goodbye, ‘your loss.’
all eyes were on you and what you had done tonight as you left the room, in a way finally leaving sukuna alone for good too.
passing right next to where shoko and yuki were standing, they noticed the cracks in your public front and they followed you outside. once you were out of sight, you felt yourself break down into yuki’s shoulder, as she tried to calm you down with a soft rub of her hand across your back. shoko turning to you and asking through it all.
‘wanna go home?’
and there was nothing more that you wanted to hear right now after everything than that.
bonus:
unaware to what happened the moment you left the kitchen, everyone was left stunned and to their own feelings for the night.
‘party’s over.’ toji yelled out as he realised the shift in atmosphere that definitely couldn’t be fixed after all that.
and even then, people couldn’t argue with him. what more did they want after watching that.
chuckling to himself as he watched people pack up and leave, he had to hand it to him. sure, sukuna was his friend but there’s no one in his lifetime that has ever been able to handle his ass better than you, and for that he gives you a little bit more respect.
author’s note: not really happy with the ending, since it feels a bit abrupt.
but other than that did you catch the anime references? man this was so so so much fun to write, YET difficult too - was hit with writer’s block sm, still i just love how it turned out in terms of the descriptions and just overall writing flow, except for that ending.
there's ONE more part to this that i want to do to finalise the whole story and end it all!! but you’ll have to wait till after i graduate 💔💔
though i feel like you guys already know what I'm planning... 😋
but i also gotta finish it off with major MAJOR thanks and credit to everyone who gave me wonderful ideas in the comments of part one, they really helped me out in navigating a good storyline for what was going to be dropped right after it came out! most especially to @alebrasil0101, @ejk1, @lillycore!!!
also never in my life have i watched an american football game or even been to one… this and parties + i’ve never even been drunk or will be considering my person life 😭🤣 so take everything with a grain of salt, you’re girl was STRUGGLINGGGG
all in all, i think this was a good one and i hope you guys enjoy it just as much and that it was worth the wait 🤞🤞
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9. my account is lowk remincesnt of 2019-2021 tumblr anime fanfiction, so you might find that my works are severely outdated + i am in no way, shape or form an eligable writer, this is me just having fun and sharing my thoughts here n there. i'd love to hear feed back tho!
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i know i said no more writing until i graduate but the mere thought of a sukuna royal au series is just banging on my head every single day and i just HAVE to soft launch it
like imagine it’s a mix of heian sukuna and like royal king au sukuna and the reader/mc is like betrothed to him and like she HATES him and like they just fall for each other 😍
very cliché things ik ik but picture it with me guys, it’s going to be so fire 🔥🔥🔥
(this is a list of informative sources, materials, stores, charities, books, documentaries etc to better help Palestinians, learn about the Palestinian struggle, and educate yourselves on us as a people. This list will be added on to with more links as they are recommended to me.)
Introduction to Palestine:
Decolonize Palestine:
Palestine 101
Rainbow washing
Frequently asked questions
Myths
Al-Nakba (documentary)
The Question of Palestine (book)
The Hundred Years’ War on Palestine: A History of Settler Colonialism and Resistance, 1917-2017 (book)
The Ethnic Cleansing of Palestine (book)
IMEU (Institute for Middle East Understanding):
Quick Facts - The Palestinian Nakba
The Nakba and Palestinian Refugees
The Gaza Strip
The Nakba did not start or end in 1948 (Article)
Nakba Day: What happened in Palestine in 1948? (article)
Donations and charities:
Al-Shabaka
Electronic Intifada
Adalah Justice Project
IMEU Fundraiser
Medical Aid for Palestinians
Palestine Children’s Relief Fund
Addameer
Muslim Aid
Palestine Red Crescent
Gaza Mutual Aid Patreon
Books:
A New Critical Approach to the History of Palestine
The Idea of Israel: A History of Power and Knowledge
Hidden Histories: Palestine and the Eastern Mediterranean
The Balfour Declaration: Empire, the Mandate and Resistance in Palestine
Queer Palestine and the Empire of Critique
From Haven to Conquest: Readings in Zionism and the Palestine Problem until 1948
Captive Revolution - Palestinian Women’s Anti-Colonial Struggle within the Israeli Prison System
Palestine: A Four Thousand Year History
Except for Palestine: The Limits of Progressive Politics
Before Their Diaspora: A Photographic History of The Palestinians 1876-1948
The Battle for Justice in Palestine Paperback
Uncivil Rites: Palestine and the Limits of Academic Freedom
Palestine Rising: How I survived the 1948 Deir Yasin Massacre
The Transformation of Palestine: Essays on the Origin and Development of the Arab-Israeli Conflict
A Land Without a People: Israel, Transfer, and the Palestinians 1949-1996
The Iron Cage: The Story of the Palestinian Struggle for Statehood
A History of Modern Palestine: One Land, Two Peoples
Where Now for Palestine?: The Demise of the Two-State Solution
Terrorist Assemblages - Homonationalism in Queer Times
Militarization and Violence against Women in Conflict Zones in the Middle East
The one-state solution: A breakthrough for peace in the Israeli-Palestinian deadlock
The Persistence of the Palestinian Question: Essays on Zionism and the Palestinians
Fateful Triangle: The United States, Israel and the Palestinians
The False Prophets of Peace: Liberal Zionism and the Struggle for Palestine
Ten myths about Israel
Blaming the Victims: Spurious Scholarship and the Palestinian Question
Image and Reality of the Israel-Palestine Conflict, New and Revised Edition
Israel and its Palestinian Citizens - Ethnic Privileges in the Jewish State
Palestinians in Israel: Segregation, Discrimination and Democracy
Palestinian Culture:
Mountain against the Sea: Essays on Palestinian Society and Culture
Palestinian Costume
Traditional Palestinian Costume: Origins and Evolution
Tatreez & Tea: Embroidery and Storytelling in the Palestinian Diaspora
Embroidering Identities: A Century of Palestinian Clothing (Oriental Institute Museum Publications)
The Palestinian Table (Authentic Palestinan Recipes)
Falastin: A Cookbook
Palestine on a Plate: Memories from My Mother’s Kitchen
Palestinian Social Customs and Traditions
Palestinian Culture before the Nakba
Tatreez & Tea (Website)
The Traditional Clothing of Palestine
The Palestinian thobe: A creative expression of national identity
Embroidering Identities:A Century of Palestinian Clothing
Palestine Traditional Costumes
Palestine Family
Palestinian Costume
Encyclopedia of World Dress and Fashion, v5: Volume 5: Central and Southwest Asia
Tent Work in Palestine: A Record of Discovery and Adventure
Documentaries, Films, and Video Essays:
Jenin, Jenin
Born in Gaza
GAZA
Wedding in Galilee
Omar
5 Broken Cameras
OBAIDA
Indigeneity, Indigenous Liberation, and Settler Colonialism (not entirely about Palestine, but an important watch for indigenous struggles worldwide - including Palestine)
Edward Said - Reflections on Exile and Other Essays
Palestine Remix:
AL NAKBA
Gaza Lives On
Gaza we are coming
Lost cities of Palestine
Stories from the Intifada
Last Shepards of the Valley
Organizations and News
Boycott Divest and Sanction (BDS)
Defense for Children in Palestine
Palestine Legal
United Nations relief and works for Palestinian refugees in the Middle East (UNRWA)
probably more than or around 5k words, major slight frat!jo x reader. cursing.
following the events of frat!sukuna and popular!reader's established relationship going through... um, a rough patch.
you should have known, and damn you definitely did know. but nooo, take it upon yourself to try and see the ‘good’ in everyone. giving everyone a chance, for whatever stupid reason.
as you stare at sukuna, you couldn’t believe it. all those times you defended him, it all flashed through your mind like a mocking mantra.
‘he’s just teasing!’
‘he’s a good guy!’
‘he’s just a bit busy today!’
‘…don’t worry, he’ll be here soon.’
‘he’s just with her because their mutual friends…’
yea, you definitely knew. cause no one’s that dumb to see the signs and not sense it coming. but as you stood in front of him, in front of his stupid frat brotherhood. you couldn’t even yell or shout at him for what you had just heard.
what was meant to be a casual night after a frat party, turned south when satoru’s nerd ass brother, satoshi ended up blurting out sukuna’s ‘business’, you all were left to unpack it unwillingly.
‘hey sukuna?’
feeling him shoot his head up in the direction of the voice from the common room couch that both of you were laying on.
groaning in response, he yelled out. ‘what?’
with his arm around your waist, and your upper half on his lap as you stared at the tv with a bored expression.
personally you weren’t really interested in what they were going to start talking about, continuing to surf through channels for anything that could entertain you.
only for satoshi to get unusually comfortable with himself and sukuna by sitting on the other couch to your right.
‘oh well i was just gonna ask… are you still with yorozu?’ this made you perk up, turning your gaze towards satoshi.
because what the hell did he mean by ‘still with yuzuha?’ from all you know she was sukuna’s ex and that two of them were ‘done for good’ in his words before you two started dating.
so what was with the sudden inquisition now, knowing the obvious that sukuna was with you?
but before you or sukuna could voice out your thoughts, the frat king himself came around to sit next to his twin brother, interrupting through both of you.
‘yea suki, what happened after you had her all over you that night?’
hah. you didn’t know whether to laugh or to start crying at the mention of that.
involuntarily, it made you sit up straight as you felt sukuna’s blood run cold from the hand he had on your waist - hearing what should have been left for discussion after you left or when he was alone, dropped onto the floor right in front of you, he knew this had to be a set up.
but should that really be his main concern when he already had you looking at him like you were just about ready to get up and throw him through the tv screen, if that was even humanly possible for you.
trying to assess some damage control towards what you had just heard, he turned to both gojo twins.
‘hah? what are you two fuckers talking about!?’
and as if ‘getting the hint’ had flown out the window tonight, satoru decided to double down on his claims. figuring that it was time you learn the truth.
‘you know what i’m talking about sukuna.’ playing with the cap he was wearing as he removed it to brush through his hair, just to wear it again as if all of this was some casual conversation you were all having.
he slowly shifting towards a more serious tone when he realised that sukuna disregarded him with silence, letting his gaze fall towards you.
‘that night. a couple weeks ago. when you had yorozu outside of the frat house. and you guys started making out. do you remember it now?’ punctuating each detail as if to engrave it in your head that you should have know this.
feeling your heart drop all the way to your ass, you didn’t even know what to say. your mouth involuntarily opened just to end up closing right back as you stared at satoru after what he just said.
turning to sukuna who was left frozen behind you. you felt your chest tighten with each passing second, gosh you even felt the stupid carpet fur where you had planted your feet onto as you made your way further and further away from him.
after what felt like years, merely a 15 seconds to the others in the room. you pushed sukuna by his shoulders out of rage.
‘what the fuck ryo?!’
and as if that was his cue, as if now he had the heart to finally speak up. he got up just as quickly and tried to hold you back from moving away from him with every step that you took back. reaching out to you as a means of grounding you with him. you slapped his hand away.
‘don’t you dare fucking touch me ryomen.’
taken aback at your outburst, it had been a long time coming since you dropped the formality of calling him anything other than pet names and nicknames. answering you back with a fury of his own that was characteristic his personality.
‘will you fucking calm down and let me explain myself!'
and as if the situation couldn’t get any worse for him, the gojo twins decided to interject again from their seats. with satoshi starting it off.
‘what’s there to say sukuna?’
‘yea, i mean i'm even shocked you hadn’t yet told the missus.’
but as stared at the two of them just to look back at sukuna who was all furrowed eyebrows and tight jaw, you grew increasingly aware of the situation that you had been left in the dark from.
‘will you shut it up you two? don't you think you’ve done enough already?’
‘oh come on suki, she had to know at some point?-‘
‘shut the fuck gojo.’
narrowing your eyes at his form, as all thoughts circled your mind. the whole situation was honestly comical and hearing you laugh is what broke sukuna out of arguing with satoru.
‘hah, oh my fucking gosh. i’m going to actually die.’ feeling yourself unable to to breathe with how much you were laughing as you stared at the ground.
confused as to what type of za you could have taken this time to make you react like this. sukuna tried to reach out to you again, only to have you take back another step as you widened the gap between you two.
‘what the hell are you laughing about? are you not mad?-‘
having you cut him off as you went on with your own internal monologue.
‘…fucking fool.’
having expected that, sukuna felt himself overcome by relief. knowing that he could now try to interject with an apology.
only for you to repeat yourself with, ‘i’m a fucking fool.’ well i guess the aplogy flew out the window too.
‘what?’
‘i’m a fucking fool sukuna. i’m so fucking stupid. i saw this coming, how the hell could i let you embarrass me sukuna?’
unable to find a way to make this any better, he took a hesitant step towards you.
‘i know, im sorry baby-‘
cutting him off as you looked back at him. ‘don’t call me that.' as he had a borderline betrayed expression. 'just wow. i just have to hand it to you sukuna-‘
‘you don’t call me that either.’
feeling yourself grow irritated that he was even trying to argue with you.
‘i don’t think you have any right as to what i can call and not call you right now.’
clenching his fist at that, he wanted to try and regain some control to this, to get you close. but damn were you standing your ground.
‘i mean you can’t seriously think that a half ass apology is going to fix this.’ crossing your arms over your chest.
‘listen to me. it’s not what you think it is-‘
rolling your eyes, ‘then what is it?’ growing more and more impatient at how he stayed silent, letting out a breath as you remembered all the times he told you not to worry, you resorted to mocking him with his own words, bringing him out of his thoughts.
‘she’s going through a tough time, name.’
‘i’m not even with her like that.’
tilting your head as you captured his gaze, staring right into his eyes. he then only realised that you were holding back tears.
‘you’re the one i love, name.’
‘can’t you fucking see that, name!'
frustrated at yourself for believing his utterly selfish lies. you yelled out.
‘no the fuck i don’t sukuna. because if i did then we wouldn’t be here right now!’
looking to the side at that, he tried to find anywhere else to look. he couldn’t find it in himself to see you hurt, especially because of him.
‘i’m sorry…’
‘what did you say.' practically daring him to repeat it.
staring up at you and the other two that you had even forgotten about. he apprehensively repeated himself.
‘i said i'm sorry-‘
‘hmm… i heard it the first time. just, you know what sukuna?’
staring at you and you alone to listen to what you had to say.
‘leave me the fuck alone.’ turning around and leaving the house, despite hearing him call out for you, you never turned back.
grabbing both satoru and satoshi by their collars after they stopped him from getting to you after you left.
‘what the fuck is wrong with you two?!’
busy fixing his glasses, the other gojo decided to speak up - i mean he was the one who decided to drop everything. as if he wasn’t practically being held by someone who looked like he was about to kill him and then kill him maybe three times again. he casually responds.
‘ahh come on suki, how long were you trying to hide it for?’ throwing him a smug smile.
sukuna felt like he was going to choke him by his stupid chain. but before he could do so, the other gojo spoke up dryly.
‘yea. i mean, i didn’t even really do much. but you could have stopped us, you just kept quiet and froze like a little bitch.’
seemingly more infuriated at what they were saying to him. ‘are you both fucking with me right now?!’
‘listen suki-‘
‘don’t call me that.’ gojo rolled his eyes knowing he was going to do the opposite. he grabbed sukuna’s arm to remove it from where he was grabbing him.
‘oh please, like the missus said, you have no place to pick what you get to be called right now.’ pulling himself away.
‘i mean, maybe you should probably go spend some time with yorozu, blow off some steam. if you know what i mean.’ chuckling to himself as he made his way out of the common room. finishing it off with a low blow where his tone shifted to a more chillingly cold one.
‘since you thought that having her was worth all of this.’
with that sukuna felt his grip loosen, giving satoshi the unwarranted opportunity rip himself out without a fight and follow his brother out the room. leaving sukuna alone, in the whatever he was going to do about all this.
you probably had more than a thousand text messages and several hundred calls from sukuna since that fateful night. it had been roughly a week and you wanted to block him, but what fun would that be? you enjoyed having him see that his messages would seemingly get delivered or how you would occasionally leave him on read.
not to mention, how you loved hearing how pathetic he was as you’d sometimes pick up his calls just to hear him beg as you kept quiet on the other line.
‘listen to me baby, it really didn’t mean much.’
rolling your eyes as you had him on speaker while you got ready for the day.
‘she was just there and she just came onto me.’
feeling a bit of a headache coming in with each lie he spat out, you stared at your reflection with a bored expression. wondering just what you could have possibly done in a past life to warrant being subjected to this.
gosh if anyone other than your friends were to find out that you got cheated on, it just made you feel so stupid and embarrassed.
‘i don’t know what the two imbeciles were talking about, but i promise you, that it wasn’t even that bad’
‘i know you can hear me and i know you see my messages, just please give me the chance to talk to you face to face-‘
with that you hung up on him and switched off your phone. sukuna ryomen does not beg. but for you he does and you liked warranting the fact that you could hear him do it more often that not because of all of this.
and as if you even wanted to see him, you just thanked the universe that you both do opposite majors and don’t get the time to see each other in class.
yet, you knew you’d have to eventually. with a football game coming up that him and his frat brothers were sure to win. you just know that you'll find yourself at one of those parties - because there was no way as your name, were you going to be stopped from bestowing your presence, lest you get people spreading rumours about how pathetic you truly are just because he cheated on you. hah, fat chance.
until then you could stall for a bit more.
having just finished all your classes for the day, you fell into your new routine that you had been following for the past week - where you’d leave the class as quickly as possible in hopes of not having to run into sukuna who would come storming into your faculty building in hopes of a confrontation.
bidding farewell to shoko and the rest of your friends, you made a beeline for the exit. only to feel someone grab you by your bag, halting your movements.
the culprit? satoru gojo. turning around to face him, the last time you had talked to him was when you and sukuna had that whole thing. so you bluntly asked him.
‘what do you want, gojo?’ as you watched him feigning offence at how you had referred to him, he let go of your bag and held a hand over his heart.
‘huh, gojo? i get that you’d do that to sukuna. but come on, the fight is with him not me. what’s with this whole calling me ‘gojo’ thing?’
holding back the urge to roll your eyes at him, he had a point. you knew better that you had crossed over the boarder of calling him just gojo a long time ago.
‘maybe the fact that i’m not in the mood right now.’ turning your gaze towards the clock that hanged over the massive lecture room whiteboard. if you didn’t leave soon, it would only be seconds before sukuna barged in here. and that seemed to be a sentiment that satoru could read straight off your face as he followed your gaze at the clock only to look back at you.
hearing him chuckle brought your attention back on him.
‘ah, name? you’re so easy to read.’ deadpanning at his audacity, you figured he was probably trying to waste your time so that sukuna could catch you here. probably some bullshit favour for their ‘brotherhood’. but before you could leave he stopped you again, and you only grew more irritated at him.
‘okay okay wait, i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings-‘
uninterested you cut him off, ‘you didn’t hurt my feelings, goj- satoru.’ switching his names as you noticed how he twitched at the mention of his surname.
‘but what is that you actually want?’
sending you one of his signature smiles, ‘well, i wanna go try out this café and who else to go with than our resident cheer captain before the big game tomorrow?’
‘awww, that’s so nice of you.’ shooting him a faux smile as your words were laced with deceit and sadly he looked like he had fallen for it, ‘yea i know, it’s just a short drive!-‘
‘i’m not interested satoru.’
‘what?’
‘i’m not interested. i know this is some sort of setup to get me back with sukuna. i don’t want any to deal with any of that right-‘
cutting you off by laughing at how 'humorous' you were being, he was practically throwing his head back as he shook his head realising you were not seeing things his way.
‘that’s where you're not getting it, name.’ getting serious for a moment, almost giving you whiplash if it wasn't for how quickly he stopped himself and got back to his usual personality.
‘it’s not a setup. if it was you could even stab me in the throat for it.’ and honestly you didn’t know whether he was trying to make you believe that or himself.
‘just a small…? outing!? yeaa an outing!’ grabbing your bag from your shoulder as he put his other arm over your shoulder.
with how close he was, you heard him whisper the last bits into your ear, ‘between two good friends!’ grabbing the door for you and practically moving your body the way he wanted to go.
too strung out from how quickly he was walking and the whole train of events, before you knew it he was ushering you into the black leather passenger seat of his dark tinted car.
going around the front of the car with your bag still on his arm - and you’d find it funny if it wasn’t for how dazed you were right now. coming up to the driver’s seat and throwing it to the back seats. hearing the car’s engine start is what pushed you to grab satoru’s hand before he could grab the steering wheel.
‘what the fuck satoru?! why am i in your car right now? i didn’t agree to your stupid outing!’
staring back at you through his dark sunglasses that he had worn when he entered the car. he slowly turned the car off as he pulled his hand away from you. unlocking the car doors with a click from the side, he looked forward and kept his voice steady and coldly authoritative.
‘listen name, it’s your call. the door’s unlocked…’
taking that as your cue without even hearing what he had to say, you turned to grab your bag from the back seats. only to hear satoru finish it off with something that made you retract yourself back to the passenger seat.
‘but you should be sure that you want to leave knowing that sukuna is right around that corner.’
and lo and behold, when you looked forward to where satoru was looking, there he was - fuming as it is at the fact that he was leaving your faculty building without finding you in there. watching as he grabbed his phone from his back pocket and started calling someone.
still unusually serious, gojo voices out, ‘he’s calling you.’ and to your chagrin your phone starts ringing and it was actually him.
facing the two options you had, you made up your mind and pulled the seatbelt as you settled your body into the car comfortably, ‘just drive.’
with a smug smile, gojo turns the car back on and does as he’s told, beaming that things went his way. thank gosh for his dark tint though because you don’t know what you would have done if sukuna found you in his friend’s car.
wrapping up at the café with gojo, you tried to keep it lowkey - if that’s the word you could describe how you had a small drink and pastry while it looked like gojo was eating for a family of 5 with how many drinks he had already downed and the multitude of cakes and pastries he had on his side of the table. blaming the fact that today was 'cheat day!'
full of cake in his mouth, he pointed out with his fork. ‘are… you sure… hmph’ swallowing the remnants of his food as he noticed how you were looking at him funny.
‘what i was trying to say is are you sure you don't want to order anything else?’ perplexed at what he could have meant by that, you turned to him and finally held eye contact with him since you’ve been here.
from his side, since the moment you both entered you’ve been in quite an awkward position. looking at the door every time you heard someone enter, staring at the people who’d pass next to the window and through it all whenever he’d talk to you, you’d look everywhere but at him and even when you did it would only last a few seconds before you started playing around with the frosting or crumbs on your plate, like right now.
‘uh… yea, i’m good. you don’t need to worry about me satoru.’ he didn’t believe you but he also didn’t feel like pushing you.
yet, even as it looked like he had his face buried in his food. when your phone lit up on the table with maybe the 50th message from sukuna since you’ve both sat down, he glared at it and noticed how you were slowly reaching out for it.
clearing his throat to gain your attention and stopping you from doing so, which worked when he saw how your hand retracted from grabbing your phone. he decided to ask with feign interest.
‘so, you’ve been ignoring sukuna?’
looking up at him, you played around with your fork as you tapped it on your plate to ease your nerves. ‘uh yea, ever since that night.’
‘ah well he’s been persistent.’ that made you perk up as you furrowed your eyebrows as to what he could be talking about.
with his attention on you, he leaned back in the booth as he flared his arm and clasped them behind his head. plus, with how unreasonably tall he was, he grazed your leg slightly from under the table with how slouched he was in the seat opposite to you.
looking down to where he was touching you and back at him, he held a neutral expression. he wasn’t planning on moving and you took that as a sign to not press.
‘and what do you mean by he’s been persistent?’ smiling at you knowing he has you right where he wants.
‘well i’m not really sure, but from what i’ve gathered he’s really going through it. hasn’t even talked to me since.’
‘of course he wouldn’t be talking to you. you practically outed him.’ feeling yourself grow agitated at the thought of that whole night and how unrealistic sukuna was being.
‘i mean what was he even thinking? even if you didn’t tell me, did he really think that shit wouldn’t have reached me?’
‘hah. cause your little miss popular, right?’ rolling your eyes at the obvious trial at his teasing. you continued, showing the most emotion since you’ve sat here.
‘i just can’t believe it though, like what the hell? if he wanted to be with her then why break up with her in the first place and then get with me?! like who the fuck even does that?’
smiling at you, he shrugged. ‘hm, i don’t know. i guess he does. wanted you both at the same time.’
letting out an outburst at the emotions you had been keeping to yourself for the past week. ‘ack! its honestly so frustrating because i saw the signs. i just feel so stupid for believing him in the first place.’
‘yea, we all get there.’
confused as to how he was even relating to this, you asked, ‘okay satoru i get that your trying to play therapist right now. with the whole outing and trying to get me to vent. but who in the world is ‘we’?’
looking at you through his glasses as if daring you to continue, you were one to talk so you felt indifferent to his gaze. ‘i mean you and sukuna aren’t far apart, i’m sure that you’ve done this shit to multiple girls before.’
chuckling at that, you felt him sit straight as he made sure to brush your leg again. ‘that’s where you’re wrong. the difference between me and sukuna is that i wouldn’t have done that to you.’
this made you quickly realise the inappropriate situation you were in as you slowly fell right back into the shell you had when you had gotten here. what would you even say to sukuna if he caught you with him right now.
‘…yea, i guess so.’ unsure of whether that was the truth or if you were just agreeing to try and end the topic.
smiling to himself, he was confident at how this little ‘outing’ had gone his way, and the result of it would pay him back quite soon. ‘you want me to drive you home?’
looking back towards him, you nodded your head and followed him out. too in your thoughts about his words and how he said them.
the ride was silent, and when you finally reached your dormitory you felt kinda indebted to him.
‘uh, you know i can pay you back for the café thing-‘ pulling out your phone to send him the money, only to get him pushing your phone away as he replied back in disbelief.
‘are you out of your mind?! i’m satoru gojo, why would you pay me back?’ shocked that you would even think about that, he knew you well enough that the moment you left his car you were definitely going to send him something. he just had to do you one better.
‘plus, i’m the one who initiated it.’ wiggling his eyebrows at you while he locked his gaze with yours through the frames of his sunglasses.
laughing at his antics, ‘okay okay fine… but thank you. i… um really appreciate it.’ sensing the sincerity in your words, he sent you a genuine smile.
‘don't worry about it.’ unlocking the doors for you with a click, as you reached out to open it, you heard him in the smallest whisper - probably have thought you imagined it if it wasn’t for how close he was to you.
‘goodnight.’
pushing yourself back and out of the car, you regained some distance and replied while you were outside.
‘yea… goodnight satoru.’
as you walked away, he couldn’t stop staring at you with a smile till you disappeared into the building, and right when you left his line of sight, he grabbed his phone and posted a seemingly harmless photo to his instagram story. switching his phone off right after, as he pulled out of the driveway with a more than just smug satoru gojo smile. he was smirking to himself and his thoughts.
after a good shower, you had finished your nightly routine and decided it was time for some well deserved doom scrolling. except, when you turned on your phone expecting the usual couple hundred missed calls and messages from sukuna.
you had an alarming 7 missed calls from shoko, 5 messages from geto, a couple from yuki and not to mention the insane amount of mentions and follows you were getting from new random accounts on instagram.
‘what the fuck?’
clicking on shoko’s messages first, you were bombarded by her missed calls and her trying to spam text you to respond and check your phone.
lung cancer ❤️
bro
brooooo
missed call
your name
NAME
missed callmissed call
omfg you bum ass loser check your phone
like damn bro
i knew you were mad and wanted to get over sukuna but GOJO?!? especially SATORU?! 😭🙏
man why didn’t you go for his hot nerd brother satoshi, i thought i taught you better 😔
but i mean if you are actually dating satoru then damn mommy you switched up fast!! get that rebound
but also like i heard sukuna is going to beat your ass 🤣🤣
missed call
wondering what the hell she was on about. how did she know you and gojo went out together? and why would she ever think that you've started dating him? you haven't even yet to officially break it off with sukuna.
turning even more confused as you read through geto and yuki’s texts, you grew more and more alarmed at what was going on behind the scenes that you were unaware of.
geto suguru
hey
just wanted to let you know that sukuna is about to kill satoru today, hope your happy knowing you stole and are about to get my man killed 💔
now that was off, other than geto being unserious. did gojo just end up opening his mouth again and blurting it out to sukuna that you two were out together? but what would he get from that knowing that it would only result into a fight.
yu-yuki 💕
omfg bro your killing me here😭😭😭
gojo???
but i mean whatever floats your boat, but i thought you were still with sukuna?
after checking all your other messages while ignoring sukuna’s earlier messages knowing it was going to be the usual. you felt a migraine coming over you, as you finally entered instagram and there it was.
gojo had decided to take it upon himself to post a candid photo from when you were eating at the café and captioned it, ‘me n bae’ and mentioned you in the corner.
feeling your soul actually leave your body, that would explain all the new followers, mentions and messages from everyone. but what the fuck?
now everyone and their damn mother thinks you and gojo are dating, not to mention the fact that once sukuna kills him, he’s probably going to come kill you.
dropping your phone on your table, it was too late for this shit and in a short span of actions, you switched off your phone and decided to sleep under the covers early.
who knows what gojo must be going through. you don’t and you frankly did not care at the moment.
unbeknownst to you gojo was actually going to die tonight. as he dodged the pillows and cushions that sukuna had been throwing at him since he reached the frat house. he felt his eyes widen as sukuna went ahead to grab a lamp and threw it at him practically grazing his face, warning him that he was close enough to have hit him.
this struck a chord within him. ‘what the fuck suki?!’
pausing for a moment as he recoiled from the stupid nickname. ‘suki!? how many fucking times have i told you to cut that crap?’ launching what was now one of geto's books that had lied dormant on the coffee table at gojo who was standing a few meters opposite to him in the torn apart common room.
sukuna was even more livid ever since he saw that story and what was so crazy is that he didn’t track down gojo. didn't ask around. didn’t even text you or call you after seeing it. he waited, and for the impatient man he was that was already so much to be asked from him.
what now escalated after gojo got home and was confronted by him on why he was with you, where gojo merely shrugged and said that he was with you because ‘she needed to be with someone who wasn’t going to lie or play her dirty.’
all hell was let loose as sukuna threw the knife he had just finished sharpening at him only to hit the door when gojo ducked as they continued their cat and mouse game where they’ve now found themselves in the now disheveled common room. where some of the couches had been flipped over to when gojo had decided to take refuge in, while some had been ripped apart from sukuna’s assault to grab something to throw.
‘listen suki- sukuna.’ switching his words as he saw how a visible vein on sukuna's forhead twitch. gojo held his hands in mock surrender as he spoke with a sincerity in his words that made sukuna losen his guard.
‘all i posted was a photo from us hanging out as friends, nothing more nothing less. the bae thing was just a joke... well for now.’
catching the expected remote that was thrown to his face with the last bit of his sentence. ‘but what i’m trying to say, is that if you think you still have a chance.’ smiling at him while he lowered his sunglasses to get a better view of him.
‘why don’t you try your luck tomorrow at the frat party. i’m sure she’ll be there.’
finishing it off by setting the remote on the coffee table and leaving him alone in the room again.
gojo was confident you would come tommorow, him and sukuna both. just… who would you end up accepting in the end?
author’s note:
ik ik cliffhanger but it felt like this shit was getting unnecessarily long. 😭😭😭. and i don’t know guys, do we get back with a cheater, which i personally would not want but it sounds addicting to write, especially with how pathetically i want to have him beg🤣
orr, do we get with one of his hmbs - preferably gojo satoru (fratking himself) please 🙏
we can maybe do a poll if this thing does good, or i forever leave it in it's peace like this and never touch it again 😘🤔😛
part two out now!
polka dot divider by @candvcane, taglist; @alebrasil0101, @ejk31.
a/n: i just love childhood friends w/ bakugo (in my head it's the only way he can fall in love) please enjoy , reblogs and comments are appreciated!
words: 1718 !
content: childhood friends to lovers , fluff , ua graduation , crack , reader wants that cookie real bad , maybe a little indulgent but i have to treat you guys
you and katsuki bakugo have spent your entire lives orbiting each other. through the sand box days to graduating hero school, you two have been oddly inseparable.
you were never quite the sentimental or even delusional type... but in japan, there's a tradition where a boy gives the second button of his uniform (the one closest to his heart) to the girl he likes most. unfortunately for katsuki, who is completely oblivious to most heart-felt traditions, he has absolutely no idea this exists.
you, however, very much do.
graduation at u.a. was louder than you'd expected. not in the formal sense, the ceremony had been neat and structured, but the aftermath was completely different. it was chaos wrapped by laughter and people calling each other over, not to mention photos being taken at every possible angle. someone was crying (probably hagakure), someone else was already trying to plan a party, and somewhere in the middle of it, katsuki bakugo was looking around. surprisingly he didn't have that look in his eyes that said the whole ceremony was beneath him.
he stood just off to the side of the main courtyard where most people couldn't see him. he waited, his tie already loose just enough to feel comfortable.
eventually you did find him--it wasn't hard. ever since you were children, you'd always known where he was, even in a sea of people. some things didn't change.
"there you are." you said, stepping beside him like you'd done a thousand times before.
"took you long enough," he replied immediately.
"yeah, yeah." you smiled a little and folded your arms. "anyway, you disappeared first."
"yeah, well. extras everywhere."
you laughed softly.
there was a pause, it wasn't awkward and you two just settled into it as you both looked out at your classmates. mina was dragging someone into a group photo, kirishima was laughing at something, and a few others were already talking about their internships and what agencies they were interested in.
"feels weird." you said after a second.
"yeah."
you glanced at him with a teasing look in your eyes. "that's it? will you miss it even a little?"
"what do you want me to say?" he shot back like usual. "it's over. we're done. that's it."
you huffed out a soft laugh, facing him now. "you're so sentimental."
"shut up." katsuki said, but he didn't sound irritated. "you knew you weren't getting a speech from me."
you grinned. "mean."
"you know me."
yeah, you did. you knew katsuki bakugo better than almost anyone else in the world.
and somewhere along the way, at some point between childhood and now, you'd realized you were kind of stupidly in love with him. it wasn't dramatic and movie-like, it was just natural. like the feelings had always been there, just waiting for you to notice.
you nudged him gently.
you tilted your head towards him, a playful look in your eyes. "remember when we were kids and you used to throw pebbles at my window."
"because you took forever."
"you shattered my window once." you deadpanned.
he narrowed his eyes a little. "that was one time."
"i bet you cried after your mom yelled at you."
"she yells all the time." he said as if they weren't practically twins.
"speaking of... even as children, you'd yell at me for not keeping up with you on the way to school."
"i still do that." he replied like it was obvious.
"you don't."
"i do."
"you literally slow down for me now."
he clicked his tongue. "i do not."
"you do."
"i don't."
"you do."
"whatever." he gave up.
you had the faintest grin on your face, it was a look of satisfaction. another silence settled over the two of you, it wasn't exactly heavy or sad.. you couldn't quite express what you were feeling.
"you did good, you know," you say a little quieter now.
"obviously." he muttered.
you rolled your eyes, but your smile didn't fade. "yeah, obviously."
then he shifted and adjusted his blazer ever so slightly. "i'm gonna go find my old hag before she starts yelling at someone."
you chucked lightly, "please record it if she does."
"tch. i'm not doing that."
you pushed him arm away playfully. "i'll see you after?"
he glanced at you then, just for a second. "yeah."
and then he turned, starting to walk back towards the crowd. you watched him go for exactly three seconds. then-
"..really?" your tone dropped flat and you deadpanned in an instant.
bakugo stopped mid-step and slowly turned back around, his brows already furrowed. "what."
you were looking at him like he just insulted you and your family.
"what do you mean 'what'." you said, crossing your arms, "that's it? that's how you're leaving it?'
"leaving what."
"oh my gosh." you muttered, dragging a hand down your face. "you are unbelievable."
his eyes narrowed. "the hell are you talkin' about?"
"i'm talking about the fact that we just graduated," you said and gestured casually around you. "and you didn't even-" you cut yourself off. "you know what, forget it."
"no, say it." he snapped. "you started it."
you stared at him for a second, like you were debating on whether it was worth the efforts or not. then you sighed.
"i'm just saying," you started off, your voice still flat but laced with something close to exasperation. "i didn't put all my hopes into you doing something disgustingly dramatic or anything, but i at least thought you'd give me your button."
silence.
bakugo blinked.
"..my what."
"your second button." you said in an obvious tone. "hello? graduation tradition? ringing any bells up there?"
he started at you. "that's a thing?"
you actually recoiled.
"you're joking."
"i'm not joking."
"you're telling me," you started out slowly, "that you made it through three years here, surrounded by people that would've absolutely talked about this.. and you didn't hear about it?"
"no."
"oh my gosh."
you turned away from him, pacing a step like you needed to physically process. "i cannot believe this. i just cannot..."
"why the hell do you care about some stupid button?" he tilted his head a little.
you stopped and turned, looking him dead in the eyes.
you'd known katsuki for far too long, yet you still almost couldn't believe the density of the blond standing before you.
"because," you said flatly and then added with a matter-of-face tone, "it's supposed to mean something."
"and?"
"and-" you cut yourself off again, visibly restraining yourself from hitting a man today. "you know what, whatever, forget the button."
"good." he said immediately.
"but also," you continued right where he left off, slightly pointing at him now. "you didn't even try to kiss me."
bakugo froze like his brain was loading the next response.
"..what."
you let out a sharp breath and then you spoke like any teenage girl would, "what do i have to do, katsuki? seriously. do i have to spell it out? do i need to, like, hop on one leg? bark? do a backflip? what is the requirement here?"
his brain clearly couldn't come up with something to say or do. then he blinked a few times.
"WHAT!?" he barked out.
"you seriously never thought about it? even a little?"
his face looked genuinely blank, which somehow irritated you more now.
"katsuki," you spoke slow at first, "i have known you since were, like, four. i practically handed this opportunity to you on a silver platter."
"WHAT OPPORTUNITY?"
"are all men this dense?" you said the words like it was an inside though that wasn't supposed to escape.
"you never said ANYTHING!" he yelled at his usual, ear-bleeding volume.
katsuki almost looked genuinely overwhelmed now, which would've been funnier if you weren't busy with being offended. then he opened his mouth, shut it, then looked away for a moment like he needed divine intervention.
that's when he saw the pair of idiots. kirishima and mina stood across the courtyard, clearly eavesdropping. katsuki's gaze was so intense that even you looked back just in time to see the two bolting. mina nearly tripped over a bush.
he muttered something and you still held that entertained look on your face.
when you both turned back, you'd realized that at some point during the argument, you stepped closer to each other without realizing. there were barely inches between you. close enough that he could probably feel your heartbeat if he leaned in just a little.
bakugo stared at you for a few seconds too long for it not to mean something. then a little longer.
and finally he spoke, quieter now, "you're such a goddamn idiot." his eyes went to your lips for half a second before returning to your eyes.
"i know," your voice came out in a hush.
then he kissed you. it was a little quick, as if he second guessed himself along the way, but then your hand grabbed his tie and pulled him down lightly so his lips could meet yours again.
you wanted this forever without realizing how badly until now.
it was a slightly messy and your noses bumped up against each other, and still, it was the perfect way to end this chapter of yours lives. it felt like you two were learning each other again, despite being friends your whole life. maybe that's why it felt so overwhelming, but it wasn't really new. it was like every almost moment in your friendship from over the years catching up to this one moment.
when you two pulled away, you let out a soft, breathless little laugh without meaning to. it was the kind of laugh that came out when things felt too good to be real.
"the hell you laughin' at?" katsuki sounded offended and flustered all at once.
"you." you said quietly, still smiling helplessly. "you're cute."
and then-
"YEEEESSSS!!"
mina leaped out from God knows where to celebrate.
you jumped just as kirishima popped out behind her and spoke loud enough for (what felt like) the whole graduating class to hear. "FINALLY BAKUBRO!"
"i'm gonna kill them." katsuki said with a voice that truly did have the intent to kill.
you leaned into katsuki, whispering. "we deserve to embarrass them when they realize."
the world felt right.
this concept was funny in my head, so i hope you all enjoyed hehe (i'm horrible at writing kiss scenes)
cw: mild smut. minors dni. female anatomy. pillowtalk-y.
vergil's fingers slip under rumpled bedsheets to trail softly along the surface of your bare back, and you moan softly, knees bending gently towards your belly. there's still a lingering languidness to your body, that of thorough pleasure turning your very flesh into something more akin to a pleasant moldable jelly than person, and thus you don't turn - not yet.
but the bid for attention is still recognized.
"you okay?" you murmur, eyes closing with comfortable slumber.
"yeah," vergil replies. he presses kisses at the base of your neck, light touches still, then his finger pauses just over your scapula. there his touch is firmer, and his whole palm covers this area, caressing gently.
"there should be wings here," he whispers, almost too venerably.
"wings?" your eyebrows furrow as he kisses there too, then wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you flush to his chest.
"like an angel."
you chuckle softly.
"is this an attempt to flirt?"
with his knee, he gently parts your legs, pressing the surface of his thigh flush to your bare crotch.
"is that so ridiculous?"
his thigh starts to grind softly at the already wet space, satisfied from earlier but still receptive, still wanting.
"no," you sigh out, the grind of muscled thigh against your clit too precise, too trained, as if he's figured out your body and how to make it sing rather than tease. your head lolls back into him with the friction, and a free hand slips around your throat, applying gentle loving pressure.
"as i was saying-" he starts, before posing a kiss on your forehead,
probably more than or around 7k words, major frat!kuna x reader. cursing, multiple pov’s and heavily suggestive.
part 2 of my 'cheater | sukuna x reader' fic, so this probs won’t make any sense as a stand alone gojo fic if that’s what your looking for, the title just works for it being a series.
following the events of frat!sukuna and popular!reader's established relationship going through... um, a rough patch and more!
the night was crisp with a small sense of humidity to it that was sure to make you feel every follicle of your hair and your clothes against your skin, yet at the moment you could care less.
you should have shut yourself in your room and skipped through the impending doom of everything that was waiting for you tonight, but that would mean you'd miss how sukuna was practically glaring lasers through your head from where you moved through bleachers to get to shoko and yuki.
all tight jaw and distracted you knew he was utterly fuming under his football helmet, and that made you happy to say the least. i mean you had been ignroing him for the past week and now is when you decide to give him the opportunity to talk to you?!
'ryomen, where are you going?' brought back by their coach stern's voice, sukuna turned to see how the whole team was staring at his form that had unconsicously started to make its way towards you.
clearing his throat to ease off the looks he was getting, he particularly sent gojo a stink eye when he noticed the cocky smirk he had that told him he knew what was going on with him.
'i was just going to go talk to someone-' hearing the snickers from his teammeates he swallowed the urge to rip their heads out and most especially gojo who was the loudest of them all. turning his head back to gaze through the crowds for you again, completely ignroing how he was throwing his pride infront of his teammates for you.
and when he finally found you laughing to yourself with your head thrown back at something your friends had said, it was like you were unphased to how he was stuck in so much turmoil. he had been trying to clear everything up and here you come waltzing in looking even more beautful under the moonlight's illumination. all he needed was just some time alone with you.
as he tried to walk towards you again, his coach was unrelenting. pursuing sukuna to get his head back in the game with this being an important match. 'ryomen. if you don’t turn yourself around and take any step further, i’ll bench you.’
letting out a deep sigh, he had to reform back towards his priorities, and from the comer of your eye you took that to note, he'd never change...
how you watched his disheveled physique turn away from you, you wondered how things could have gone differently. if he had decided to press forward and talk to you, take the risk of being benched - his coach was obvisouly bluffing, he was a star player, but hand it to sukuna to be ‘obedient’ to everyone around him but you.
he did it all to prove your point but then he hit you with something unexpected as he held a brief yet utterly encapsulating glance of his eyes towards you through his helemt where you wanted to say you imagined and saw the lingering feelings of melancholy and desperteness reflecting in his crimson eyes.
hm, thats new...
as quick as it had happened, you turned back to shoko and he went on to follow the distant sound of a whistle.
the football game…
well it ended just how you expected it to. jujutsu tech’s football team had always been proud of its players and their resounding and overwhelming success during all of their games, but somehow this one had each player reeling in the aftershocks of their captain’s inner chaos.
the moment the whistle blew to announce that the match had begun. sukuna was meant to lead his team to an easy victory but for some reason he choked?
vocalisations of gasps and ‘oh’s’ could be heard from the bleachers, spectators and fans alike. even petty people such as yourself who only showed up for their own personal reasons, ended up confused as to why sukuna of all people was left frozen when he saw the opposing team grab the ball right from him and score a touchdown in a mere fleeting seconds.
sure the team had its bad days and flaws but never had they let something like this pull them under, especially not sukuna. even as the oppposing team’s fans and student body cheered and screamed he seemed so out of it.
it was toji banging his shoulder into him in quite an aggressive manner that pulled him out of his daze. ‘that ball was yours ryomen! get yer fucking head in the game!’ as he walked away from his captain to his starting position.
and sukuna didn’t even argue, he didn’t even grab toji by the back of his collar to yell at him or even pounce at him to start fighting in the middle of the pitch. you all just watched as jujutsu tech’s resident tasmanian devil take in a deep inhale and trek back to his starting point with a dismissive attitude.
narrowing your eyes at him, you wondered what was going on with him - partially unaware to the fact that he was performing like this because of you.
in his mind, sukuna was left scowering through his thoughts for any semblance of how he could reach out to you without losing you completely. so far, that seemed entirely impossible with what was infront of him.
staring at naoya zenin’s annoyingly putrid green coloured eyes that glint through his helmet. sukuna was head to head with jiujitsu tech’s captain. he only then grappled the gravity of the situation, this match meant a lot more to some people than others, especially toji. knowing that this was against what used to be his teammates.
strikingly, the zenin’s voice infront of him cut through his loud and distracting thoughts. ‘huh? is jujutsu tech’s captain off his game today?’
this made him squint his eyes in retaliation, but naoya was more than willing to get even further under his skin, hitting him right where it hurts.
‘i mean, i heard that you and your girl aren’t together anymore, maybe if i win this match i can treat her to something better…’ raising his brow to coax his next words right through sukuna’s dwindling resolve, ‘if you know what i mean.’
this released it all, out of control to his body’s actions he felt himself reaching out to grab naoya by his helmet and collar to bring him towards the ground. before he could do so the blaring whistle from the umpire reminded him of the stakes and how fighting would only get him out of the pitch and leave his team with one less player and a captain.
clicking his tongue at how his advances had failed to get him his intended outcome, naoya watched as sukuna shifted to a more serious stance, pushing aside his feelings and thoughts for the next hour all for the sake of this game.
it seemed to have worked because the ball was passed around, players were tackled, things got aggressive passively aggressive among players but in the end jiujitsu tech was neck and neck with jujutsu tech - that never happened, the latter were not performing at their best tonight and the sentiment could have been shared amongst everyone in the stands, voices around you whispered things like;
‘our team’s really slow tonight?’
‘yea, i mean we usually have a bigger point difference by the second half!’
yuki rolling her eyes and being the one to butt into the onlookers conversation, with a lazy tilt of her head and calm voice.
‘hey, aren’t yall the least prideful? just because the team is off a little tonight doesn’t make it mean that they can’t turn this around.’
her outburst giving everyone a little more hope for what was to come. with newfound energetic cheers being heard yelling all sorts of names and phrases towards the team as they retreated themselves towards the changing room for half time.
‘what the fuck is wrong with you?!’ banging sukuna into one of the lockers the moment they entered the changing room, toji was furious. the game wasn’t supposed to depict them struggling, it was meant to be a one and done, but ever since sukuna saw you, he’s been making the whole team pay for it.
with a chillingly calm voice. ‘fushiguro…’ everyone turned to how sukuna was calling his best friend by his surname and not only that but he’s been more placid, if that could even be the word to describe his recent shift in demeanour.
sukuna didn’t even reach out, he just let his call-out hang in the air, a silent threat. ‘i’ll give you 5 seconds to remove that nasty hand of yours from my collar.’
and to that toji widened his eyes knowing where this could go and withdrew his hand from him. still holding onto his own feelings towards the game and how it was all going, he wasn’t finished though.
narrowing his eyes at sukuna’s stature that was leaning on the lockers, he spoke with an authority but he was hesitant all at the same time. testing the waters, you could say.
‘you’re not fit to lead this game. let me be captain.’ the words hanged in the air for what felt like centuries as sukuna looked at toji with a growing indifference and raised brow that dared him to repeat himself.
everyone else was shocked as he was, they all shared the same thought but going toe to toe when sukuna already looked like he was ready to fight someone just for looking at him funny, seemed like something they could skip over for today. even gojo who had been testing his patience for the past week, decided that tonight would be a bad idea to push him over the edge.
but toji was what you could call his friend, someone close to him. he knew him better, so he double downed on his statement.
‘it will all give us some peace of mind if someone who had a level faced head led us tonight. just tonight.’ neutral and unteasing, toji left no string attached to anything that could imply or offend him.
to that sukuna stared through him and they all watched as he reached out to grab his captain band from his bicep, slowly pulling it off and handing it over to toji’s shocked form.
without even saying anything, they watched as he walked out of the room, but before he could open the door he looked over his shoulder and warned him and the rest of the team.
‘don’t make me regret it.’
‘…is that?’ moving your gaze over to what yuki was pointing at.
from to your side, you heard shoko gasp.
‘oh my fucking gosh. name, are you seeing the effect you’re having on this man!’ and to your own acknowledgment of surprise you all were shocked to find toji walk out leading the team as captain.
perplexed to how that could have happened, in all the few years you’ve known sukuna even before you two started dating is that he would never never let someone else take his place, maybe that’s why he was so adamant to talk to you.
so seeing the sight of toji with the captain arm band not only shocked you but it worried you. this whole time you’d been watching you believed that sukuna was just trying to talk to you and fill you with bullshit lies so that this was all over and you’d come back to him, but you didn’t expect ignoring him would have such an effect that would cause all of this, and you’re sure he wasn’t just acting because this was probably a straight up humiliation ritual to him.
and i mean shoko was just teasing, but something told you that her words held the slightest bit of truth towards how you had been acting towards sukuna. still though, you weren’t supposed to be the one to take care of all of this just because sukuna couldn’t hold back the temptation to get his lips sucked out that night.
it was through slowly remembering it all that you felt yourself feeling more disdain than sympathetic to his situation - he deserved to suffer, even if that meant everyone else had to too.
disappointed in yourself for even feeling pity for him in the first place, you felt compelled to want out from the bleachers to clear your mind for a bit.
even then, shoko knew you better and saw through you.
before you could inch away too far, she took hold of your forearm, making your turn towards her.
‘hey, where are you going?’
‘uh… i was just going to go…’ if you told her you wanted to leave for just because seeing sukuna going through it was making you hurt. she would have sat your ass right back down and forced your eyes open towards the match, while she and yuki yelled out reasons why you should ‘stand on business!’ or ‘lock in!’ through your ears before you feel bad for the man who cheated on you. talking about some nonsense like having a bird brain.
so you lied through your teeth, grimacing over the thought of being lectured right now, ‘…i’m just going to go get a drink!’
and naturally as ever, she hadn’t yet realised you were lying but she had her own issues to deal with. ‘oh? then let me come with you. i could go for a good smoke while we’re away.’
widening your eyes at that, you couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough before you even heard her turn to yuki and ask.
‘hey yuks, you wanna go grab something?’
nodding her head along to agree, you felt your shoulders slump as this had now turned into a full on ‘bathroom break with the girls!’ instead of a solitude thought daughter walk.
sighing to yourself, the hole was dug you now just had to jump in it.
as you made your way leading the other two out of the crowded bleachers and dodging freshmen who were way too excited over a college football game.
you had almost made it out safely, keyword: almost. if it wasn’t for the stupid emo loser who bumped into you as he was coming back to his seat and decided to drop his iced cold cola on you.
‘what the fuck!?’ shrieking as you felt the ice seep through your shirt and stain it with the brown colour aspect of the drink. behind you, you heard how yuki was asking ‘what happened?’ and shoko asking around for anyone who had wipes or tissues.
still distracted over how cold you were getting and annoyingly sticky with the drink all over you. you were unaware to the heavy eye bagged culprit himself who was stuck frozen as if he had cola dropped on him, just helplessly and shamelessly staring at you and your friends who tried to take care of his mess.
finally breaking through his mannequin act when he found you looking up at him with a sharp glare and insult ready on your tongue, he cut you off by taking the forgotten paper towels he had in his hands and stared wiping them over your chest to get what was already now slightly dried and absorbed cola of your chest.
‘i’m so so sorry…’
‘i don’t even know how that happened. i can pay you back for your top…’
‘…i seriously didn’t mean any of this!-‘
being now that it was your turn to freeze, with shoko and yuki right behind you wide eyed and deaf to his strings of apologies and promises. you were all so shocked at how bold he was being.
sensing the looks you three were giving him he paused and found himself stunned just as you all were as he quickly moved his hand away from you with a creeping blush that coated the tips of his ears - surely you would have missed that if he hadn’t been so close to you just a few moments ago.
‘i’m sorry once again, i didn’t even realise…’ he was practically rambling at this point in fear and embarrassment.
‘i was just trying to help.’ before you could even say anything, you watched as he started to remove his jacket and hang it around your shoulders, all while he stared at everything but you, pointedly looking at the ground now.
‘here, you can use this to cover yourself…’ undaring to look up to find you mad or disappointed in him.
‘…because of your shirt you know.’ and you were genuinely appalled by the whole situation, all you could give him was a hesitant nod of your head as you felt all prior anger dissipate.
‘uh… thanks.’ speaking in the tiniest of voices, that even had shoko and yuki looking at you funny. they expected you to have ripped his head off the moment the first drop of cola spilled on you, but here you are being shy and holding the jacket closer than necessary.
seeing as the stranger had provided a solution, you remembered why you were here in the first place and excused yourself, grabbing shoko’s hand as she grabbed yuki’s following your lead again. pushing by him, while he still stood motionless and stuck in place hoping that you’d just forget all of this.
when you had finally made it away from the bleachers and the rest of the audience, you rounded the corner to a more secluded zone from the pitch where most of the students who wanted ‘privacy’ had gone.
letting go of your hand and yuki’s, you watched as shoko pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. while yuki excused herself to go to the bathroom.
leaning over a wall as she lit up her cigarette. shoko narrowed her eyes at the sight of you infront of her, where your gaze had fallen onto a particular numbered player’s back on the pitch.
you were so out of it you hadn’t even realised that you were staring, not until you heard her chuckle from behind you causing you to twist your head to find her letting out an exhale of smoke.
‘how long are you going to lie to yourself, name?’
feigning confusion, you knew where she might be getting at but this was her testing the waters - coaxing you to come out clean enough to ease her doubts.
‘i don’t know what your talking about…’
closing her eyes as she smiled and let another smoke out, she slowly opened her eyes again to peer at you with an all-knowing look and frankly you knew better than to lie and gaslight her.
slumping your shoulders, you asked with slight melancholy.
‘is it really that obvious?’
‘so obvious.’ came the curt reply of yuki who came to sit on the ground leaning her back on the same wall where shoko was standing.
shaking your head, you tore your gaze from them and gave one final look back at the game. turning to walk to wards them and situate yourself on the ground on shoko’s other side. sensing that it was a reunion of sorts, she slid down the wall and sat on the ground too, following your prior actions.
sighing to yourself, you finally felt yourself crack. ‘i mean is it so wrong to say that i miss him?’
smoking to herself, shoko let yuki be the one to talk some sense to you and the latter was never one to miss the opportunity.
‘well no, it’s not wrong to say that you miss him. but to actually miss him, or long for him.’ she shook her head at how blasphemous that sounded.
‘name, you have to remember this is the same guy who cheated on you and tried to hide it.’ and man she was so right but she was also so wrong.
‘i know i know, but i just can’t help it. those feelings… they don’t just leave overnight!’
‘i just wish things could have been different, like man i could forget all about it if i just kissed hi-‘ slapping a hand across your mouth before you could even dare finish your sentence, shoko turned to you with a death glare as she used her other hand to stub her cigarette on the ground.
‘now, what did we say about making dumb decisions while we’re ovulating?’ rolling your eyes at her theatrics, sure they were right about sukuna doing you dirty, you knew that already…
but it’s just that you can’t help the fact that he was a reasonably good guy, sometimes.
shifting towards a more serious tone, shoko looked towards infront of her as she tried to give you reasonably good advice - i mean you guys were just still in college, there was only so much you could all know about the world and making dumb decisions.
‘here’s the thing name. me and yuki aren’t going to stop you from getting back with sukuna if that’s what you want.’
widening your eyes at how forward she was getting over the one thing that they had been so against, yuki mirrored your actions and was about to say something just to get cut off.
‘hey now shoko, i didn’t agree to-‘
‘shush!’ turning to yuki to silence her by pressing her index finger onto her lips. once she had found that yuki was going to keep quiet, she turned back to you.
‘what i’m trying to say is that the ball is in your court, sure you can live with the two weeks worth of gossip everyone will be talking about when they see you back together with sukuna but what happens when he does it again?’
and you knew what she meant by ‘it’ cheating and this made you frown and look over to the side, ‘we just don’t want to see you hurt over someone who couldn’t see you for all that your worth.’
her next words really did it for you though, feeling yourself actually break in two as you finally put into perspective everything that happened.
‘because if he had done so in the first place, he would have never even thought of doing that to you.’
you suddenly felt yourself overcome with emotion as you leaned over towards her, engulfing her with a hug as you whispered into her shoulder and she held a small smile out of your view in acknowledgment, ‘thank you shoko, i really needed to hear that…’
trying to act nonchalant about it, she tried pulling you off while regaining her personal space but that was before yuki decided to get in on the action from behind her melting into the now group hug, ‘hey, you guys can’t leave me out on this!’
during all of it as you detached yourself from both of them, you felt the jacket you were wearing fall off your shoulders. giving shoko just the right opportunity to change the melancholic atmosphere.
smirking to herself. ‘plus i see you’ve already got mystery jacket boy to have fun with and satoru.’
snorting at the mention of both men, you rolled your eyes as you grabbed the jacket from the ground to put it back on properly this time, slipping your arms through the sleeves and finding that it was way larger than you expected.
‘no offence shoko, but i’m pretty sure satoru is just trying to play with me to get back at sukuna for whatever stupid reason they have in their brotherhood.’
and frankly she couldn’t argue with that, knowing she held her own suspicions over his behaviour.
‘hmm, and what about jacket boy?’ you heard yuki teasingly smiling at you.
‘i’m pretty sure his name is choso. i worked with him for a project before and he’s really nice, and your totally his type! you should try taking to him when you return his jacket.’
looking at shoko and yuki who gave you taunting looks about him, and you thought about it. because sure he spilled cola on you and could pass for being a pervert for touching you like that without your consent, but he was kinda cute the more you think about him…
but then again the thought of getting with a random when you haven’t even yet resolved the label on you and sukuna’s relationship seemed like a long shot.
‘come on guys, i don’t even know the guy!-‘
‘but you have his jacket.’ replied shoko, as if to prove a point that you actually did know him and it’s with yuki adding in. ‘it wouldn’t be bad to even be friends with him!’
backing up from the two of them as they were getting too excited over a situation knowing that you still were actively going through a breakup. i mean the guy did seem nice, but wait sukuna was nice too and look where it got you.
apprehensively, you turned them down and their advances. ‘no guys… i can’t just jump onto him-!‘
cutting you off yuki added as a matter of fact. ‘well if i remember correctly he was already on you just several moments ago.’
making you jaw drop at how quick she was with adding that, you turned to shoko for support. watching as she turned away from you leaving you to deal with yuki alone.
and as if the universe had seen your plea and desperateness to drop the topic, you all perked your heads up to the sound of the final whistle and announcement.
‘JUJUTSU TECH HAS WON THE FOOTBALL GAME FOLKS! IT WAS A GOOD PERFORMANCE WITH BOTH TEAMS AND A MATCH UP OF A LIFETIME.’
‘I DON’T KNOW HOW DIFFERENT THIS COULD HAVE BEEN WITHOUT OUR STAR PLAYER TONIGHT - TOJI FUSHIGURO WHO TURNED THE TIDES AS CAPTAIN!’
you all looked at each other at the sound of the announcement knowing what was to come.
‘i guess it’s a football celebration party tonight.’ shoko stated, seemingly bothered at the idea of having to go knowing she’d be stuck with the gojo twins, not that she mind being around satoshi though, which made you have an inkling that she might just like him.
‘but name, are you sure you still want to go? i mean if you aren’t up for it we could just stay at home together.’ asked yuki and you had a feeling that it wasn’t worth going for sensing the impending doom and dread consume you, but who were you to ever listen to your gut.
‘nah, it’s fine. i’ll be fine.’
were you actually? or were you trying to lie enough to make you believe it too?
after a quick change of clothes and a little bit of a pregame, the frat house was a blur of neon lights and blaring house music from outside. not to mention the multitude of people who kept on coming in and coming out with bottles of cheap alcohol and soda to celebrate the football team’s victory.
yet, even though it was a more positive atmosphere tonight. you couldn’t help the overwhelming dread you felt growing in your body. sensing it before you could say it out loud, shoko turned to you with a warm smile to her.
‘hey, you know if you really don’t want to be here we can leave.’ smiling towards her you shook your head in disagreement. ‘it’s okay shoko, i mean i can’t ignore him forever?’
but you really wish you could. watching as she pursed her lips knowing there was no point in arguing or pushing you, shoko looked over to yuki and nodded towards her in silent agreement.
unbeknownst to you, they had a silent plan to whisk you away from all of this if anything got way out of hand, and judging from everything to your hidden pushed back emotions this whole week, the party just seemed to be the right match stick to light up your fuse.
seemingly finding that the three of you were just standing around, you took the initiative to grab their hands and pull them towards the party, feigning excitement in your voice, ‘come on guys, we’re going to miss out on the fun!’
following you apprehensively, when you entered through the doors, it was merely seconds before yuki was caught by junior, todo aoi, who was standing right near the entrance.
‘yuki!’ turning towards the voice that called her out, she pulled back the hand that you were holding and walked over to todo, reaching out to aggressively enthusiastically shake hands with todo.
‘todo!’ sending him a viscous smile that could rival his… his and that awfully tight compression shirt that had you wondering if he had a third nipple under there or was it just an illusion.
either way you and shoko watched as yuki and him exchanged greetings, until todo let out that he wanted to challenge her.
‘what about an arm wrestle? you beat me the last time but i won’t let it happen again!’ boisterously yelling it out for everyone to hear and look towards him and yuki. with glint of mischief in her eyes because of todo’s proclamation, she turned back to you and you watched as her smile dropped. turning back to todo to politely decline.
‘i’m sorry todo, i don’t think-‘ before she could even finish her sentence, you grabbed her shoulders, pushing her closer to todo, with your head to her side and yelled out over her.
‘she doesn’t think, she knows she’s going to beat you!’ confused as to what you were saying, yuki turned to you shaking her head in disapproval, but you ignored her - you didn’t need her and shoko to babysit you. you knew what they were trying to do, plus this was meant to be a fun night. why else were you all here?
‘so come on, are you ready to get your ass beat a second time todo?’ laughing to himself, he leaned closer and pulled yuki from you, shouting to the whole audience that had been waiting for him and yuki at how he’s trained for this and whatnot.
still, yuki felt a small inkling towards all of this and turned behind to gaze at you while todo pulled her towards the table that he had set up for their challenge.
owning to the fact that she wasn’t clearly convinced, you shot her a bright smile and thumbs up, you’d be fine. watching as she held a smirk when she turned back todo, and you had shoko with you still.
unsuspected to you, you looked behind you in hopes of finding her, only to see a comical dotted silhouette of her form. smiling to yourself she probably go whisked away by geto or the gojo twins.
wait… realising that yuki was busy in an arm wrestle and shoko was nowehere to be seen. that meant, you were alone…
trying to assess the situation, you could go and watch yuki’s arm wrestle and hang around her but the mere thought of being around the likes of people like mahito in the ‘audience’ there you off.
so you walked through the halls and rooms to look like someone who wasn’t freakishly awkward and tensed with being here, while you had an internal monologue in your head about everything.
‘okay, you’ll be fine name. you just need to act like you’re just anyone else at the party.’ somewhere in between the walking, you had found yourself next to some freshmen you didn’t know the name of who called out to you.
‘hey, name! want a drink?’ pointing to the pack of beers he had in his arm, a drink wouldn’t hurt, right? just one. to ease your nerves.
‘sure.’ grabbing the one he held out to you and dismissing him with a ‘thanks.’ conversely, it seemed like he wanted more than just a thanks.
taking a sip of the beer, you heard him say something from your side that made you send him an irritated glare that had him cowering away.
'hah, you think you can thank me in other ways? ...or you know on second thought, it's all yours name!'
rolling your eyes at him as his friends around him snickered and teased him at the rejection he had gotten from you.
you continued your walk around the party goers, taking sips of the beer in your hand at times. in the midst of it all, you slowly felt more and more emotional and tipsy because of the alcohol.
thinking to yourself again, as you people watched in a corner with passerby's greeting you here and there. you really weren't yourself tonight and people could already put two and two together with how you weren't attached to sukuna and the latter's performance tonight.
'sukuna is probably too busy with his teammates somewhere like always... he won’t find me if i just stay here… he never really cared.’
shaking your head at the thought, you brought back the beer to your lips and felt the cold rim of the bottle graze you. relishing in what was the last few remenants of it as you turned the bottle with a raised brow, wondering why and how it dared to be finished so quickly.
you placed it down with the rest of the bottles on some coffee table, searching for a new bottle as you missed the slight tangy taste in your mouth again.
through your rummaging, a random that you couldn’t even be paid to remember the name of grabbed a bottle from a pack below where he was sitting and handed it to you with a smile. replicating the gesture in a silent thanks, you took the bottle from his hands and popped it open to start drinking again.
'i wonder where shoko is...' you thought as you walked out of the room into another hall.
wandering around the party without really any idea of what was happening around you. you were more than tipsy at this point and you had a slight slowness to your movements. everything was really hazy...
but not hazy enough to not see and understand that the tuft of pink hair that was peeking through the crowds was sukuna.
widening your eyes in recognition. as quick as you could get in your state of cognition, you turned around in hopes that he hadn’t seen you.
unlucky for you, he had seen you and made it practically aware that he was following you with the shouts of 'fuck off!' and 'move out of the way!' you could hear in the distance as he got closer.
unaware to his surroundings, sukuna's shouts geared up the attention of satoru who was busy entertaining some fangirls. narrowing his eyes to follow the view of what had sukuna flare up and cuss everyone out, searching, he found you... seemingly intoxicated you.
he had two options, cut off sukuna and grab you for himself before he could or let sukuna finally get his chance with you, then grab you for himself. the latter seemed more plausible for now with how sukuna was rounding the corner to catch up to you, but the idea of of you was never far.
'name! will you just let me talk to you!?' you heard sukuna shout from behind you as you stared at the stupid cliché dead end infront of you. man, were you so out of your mind that you forgot that turning this corner would lead you to a stop?
still facing the wall with sukuna merely meters away from you, you asked with a slight tiredness your voice. 'what do you want, sukuna?'
he winced at the use of his surname, you really weren’t going to let that up. so he tried to act and sound as calm as possible, knowing if he came into this already fired up this would only cause for amazing entertainment for the party goers and a very blown up you.
'sukuna? okay fair. but will you at least talk to me while i can see you.'
rolling your eyes, blame it on the alcohol and how emotional you’ve been feeling but sober you would have not been folded so easily to the sound of his begging request. so you turned around and faced him with your hands crossed over your chest and your almost empty second bottle of beer close to you.
to that though sukuna raised his brow. 'you're drinking tonight? you rarely ever drink.' reaching out closer to you to try and break down your walls. 'is everything okay?'
but you weren't having it. sure he had that soft look in his eyes that came out only when he was actually worried or that stupid way he slumps his shoulders when he feels like he can put his walls down.
not to mention the way he was speaking to you in that ‘gentle and patient’ as sukuna can get voice, that you wanted to believe was only ever reserved for you.
yet, whether you were drunk or sober, you had to be stronger than that to not just fall for the way his big arms looked so inviting as they reached out to you.
you only then stopped him and yourself from doing something you’d regret, by replying. 'wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?'
scoffing to himself at your attitude, he attempted other means of getting closer to you like trying to grab the bottle from you knowing that it was not above you to throw it at him if things got too heated between you two.
noticing how his frame getting closer though, you dodged his hand and held the bottle tighter to you. giving him a repulsed look at his actions that had him reeling back in his original position.
with a harsh glare you asked. ‘what are you trying to do?’
he sighed to himself. this was going to be difficult. ‘i’m just trying to help you out, who knows how much you’ve had to drink.’
now it was your turn to scoff, because who was he even to start talking about helping and caring for you? he didn’t want you, that’s why he cheated and maybe blame it on the alcohol for you to jump to conclusions but you felt it deep in your heart.
that’s even when the thought flashed through your mind reminding you that you were being way too civil with the man who’s been causing you heartache.
drawing out your response with a little bit of ignorance and disbelief in your voice. ‘woooow sukuna.’
you turned to place the bottle on the floor giving sukuna some sense of relief. but then you clapped your hands together as a response to his mockery of an apology, which made him sight knowing this wasn’t any better.
‘you really can’t be serious sukuna?’ taking a step towards him as you continued talking, emphasising your speech by pointing at him from time to time. ‘like really, who are you supposed to be to tell me that i’ve had too much to drink?’
at this point you had even gotten close enough to him where you were merely a step away from him. ‘you think that after everything i’m just supposed to be normal with you.’
cutting you off from your rant, he bluntly stated. ‘well if you had been responsible enough towards this relationship and let me talk to you earlier then we wouldn’t be here.’
this made you laugh out in hysteria, as you replied to his comment.
‘you’re going to say that i needed to be responsible?! you were the one who cheated! if you had never done that, then we both wouldn’t have been here.’
rolling his eyes at your outburst, ‘yea and so what?’ you narrowed your eyes at this. ‘you want me to beg and whine for you, i’ve tried everything to try and apologise to you and what do i get in return!? i get a fucking story of you going out on a date with gojo!’
shaking your head in disbelief, you took the step that had been distancing the two of you and held a firm finger that pointed at him squarely on his chest to prove your point.
had it not been for the alcohol you would have realised way sooner how close you were to him. but in the moment it seemed to be the least of your worries and the fact did not go unnoticed to sukuna.
‘oh fuck off sukuna, you want to talk to me about dates and a fucking ig story?!?’ mocking his own voice with the end bit.
‘you think i did what during that date? went and made out with him? went and sucked his dick off?’
leaning closer to his face, ‘or did you think i went and slept with him.’
at the mere mention of you alluding to having slept with gojo satoru of all people, you watched as the remains of sukuna’s seemingly ‘calm’ and ‘patient’ facade crumble away as he pushed your hand away from his chest and held a fiery expression to match the way he was glaring at you.
though before he could get a word in, satoru gojo rounded the corner and hollered out with a wave towards you both. speak of the devil.
‘ah, are the two love birds rekindling their romance?’ shooting you a teasing smile from your view as he stepped into the hallway.
it was a starking contrast to how sukuna faced you and had his back towards gojo, holding a massive scowl on his face at the voice of his frat ‘brother’.
and very much aware of the fact that he shouldn’t be here right now, gojo made it quite obvious that he was going to be sticking around by walking into the uninvited space between you and sukuna and wrapping his arm around the latter’s shoulders
‘so what do we have here? do you guys need me to play cupid!’ with a large smile adorning his face, you would have laughed if it was any other time at how sukuna looked like he was foaming at the mouth to grab gojo’s arm and break it.
yet, with gojo being here it felt even more tense than how it was earlier with you having just mentioned sleeping with him. you really hoped he hadn’t heard you. he did. sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere, he looked between you and sukuna for a brief moment then let out a sigh.
‘so you guys aren’t going to talk anymore?’
he let out an even heavier sigh, after being met with an even more quiet silence, if you could even call it that with how kept to yourselves you and sukuna had become when it wasn’t just the both of you yelling and arguing at each other moments ago. talk about just fuck and makeup already.
‘well i guess i can take name off your hands then, suki!’ pulling you from infront of sukuna without a care in the world, but it’s can’t be that easy…
in a spur of the moment that felt even more of a blow to you as you felt the alcohol start to take a toll on you.
you felt sukuna grab your other arm as he narrowed his anger filled crimson eyes at gojo, without hesitation he stared at the latter with a scowl that contrasted with gojo’s blooming smile that showed the slightest glint of his canines, foreshadowing mischief.
while your were in the middle of it feeling like your eyes were going to pull back from the ensuing headache that was coming for you. ‘let her go gojo… if you know what’s good for you.’ you heard sukuna say bluntly, as he tightened the grip he had on your forearm.
with a few seconds where it actually looked like gojo was thinking about following sukuna’s instructions, you watched as he feigned a reaction that looked like he cared only to roll his eyes and stare straight at sukuna.
‘hmm, no can do suki.’ feeling sukuna pull you even closer at the mention of the atrocious nickname and the fact that gojo wasn’t going to let up. him holding you even closer didn’t go unnoticed to gojo either who decided that it was a perfect opportunity to wrap an arm around your shoulders lazily infront of sukuna that had him let go of your arm, watching as it fell to his side with a closed fist.
‘i think she’s just the right amount of good for me.’
gojo smirked, he knew that this was all getting under his skin and fortunately it was only emphasising the importance of his presence in your life, i mean you weren’t even pushing him away… you should have, but for some reason you really didn’t want to.
‘you’ve had her for quite a while, don’tcha think name wants to hangout with me for some time? as friends.’
‘you know damn well-‘
cutting sukuna off as he finally decided to acknowledge the fact that you were in the middle of this, turning to the side to look at you with his arm still around you.
‘don’t you, name?’ feeling pressured and not at all in your senses, you stared up at gojo’s expectant face and then slowly turning back to the man infront of you. he had a calculating face.
the ball was in your court just like always and you had a choice between the two of them would signify a regret consequence, but you were way too drunk out of your mind to worry about that now.
‘uh… yeah.’ watching as sukuna’s face morphed into an expression of pure betrayal. it served him right but still you could see that he was hurt, while with gojo he was practically beaming.
without a moment to waste as waved off sukuna and started moving you to walk at his pace as you left sukuna in the hallway alone.
turning your head to look at him over your shoulder and gojo’s massive bicep, he was obviously hurt with the way his shoulders had slumped far from being comfortable and his face had an expression that was more than just unreadable at this point.
rounding the corner, gojo spotted how you didn’t have your sole attention on him. following your gaze to where you still looked behind to search for sukuna to see if he was following you two. so he decided to do what anyone else would, he ducked his head towards your face and placed a chaste kiss on the side of your cheek.
this made you turn to him and completely wake you up from your daze as you pushed him off you and stared at him in shock.
‘what the fuck, satoru?!’ feeling yourself try to ‘wipe off’ the kiss from where he had placed his lips on your cheek, laughing to himself at your reaction.
you watched as he reeled forward from his own laughter, clutching his stomach in the process, all throughout this you felt your earlier feelings of anger and frustration re-surface.
coldly you asked, ‘what’s funny?’ your tone breaking off gojo’s laughter as he shifted to a more cautious stance. he was honestly lost for a few words as he stared at your disheveled form and eyes that held slight disgust for him now and so quickly at that.
and for some reason, he would be and should be turned off by that but it only makes him want to you more. watching him walk closer and closer, as you walked back with each step he took forward, with some cliché turn of events, you felt your back hit the wall behind you as you were cornered once again - but this time it felt a bit more intimate.
giving you more than enough space for you to reject him, gojo reached out to your taken aback face and brushed his hand over your cheek, right where he had kissed you. dropping his head even lower and closer to the side of your face as he grazed your ear with his lips and said something.
‘let’s go get you a drink.’ moving as quickly as the whole moment had happened, you watched as he stood back in his full form and walked ahead of you, seemingly making his way to the place where he wanted to get you a ‘drink’.
from yuki’s perspective, she was sitting on a couch after having beat todo. lounging around having forgotten why she was here in the first place and just enjoying that idea of people watching.
that was until a particularly familiar and reoccurring stranger decided to take the seat right beside her on the couch that she was practically man spreading with her whole pussy facing the world.
turning to give a lazy roll of her head to gaze at who decided to keep her company, it’s not often that you get to find genuine people who want to just talk to you at a party when you’re a household name.
but he seemed to be as uninterested as she was, getting comfortable and mimicking her seating position with a diet coke in his hand and another can held up in offer to yuki.
she looked at it lowly, and suppressed a chuckle until she finally felt him awkwardly staring her, which ended up making her burst out in laughter, grabbing the coke from him in the midst.
‘what? i just have to make sure you don’t end up dropping it on me this time!’ laughing to herself as she snapped back the tab to take a sip, all while choso adorned an embarrassing blush that he tried to hide with a roll of his eyes.
‘don’t even remind me about that…’ moving forward to place his half empty can on the coffee table. ‘i can’t believe that was my first interaction with her, she must think i’m a total loser!’ covering his face as he stared at the ceiling through his fingers.
and with yuki she was never one to sugarcoat things so she hummed in agreement at his last comment, only to see him glare at her through his fingers.
‘what? you don’t possibly think she would have found the guy that poured a cold drink on her to be hot?!’ raising a brow at his sulking.
‘i’m honestly shocked she didn’t end up cursing you out right there infront of everyone.’ chuckling at the image in her mind, of you crashing out on choso while he cowered in fear from you.
and he had to note that down, because remembering all the interactions and confrontations that you’ve had with people over the years. seems like he had bit the the more pleasant side of you.
‘plus, i think you held an okay first impression…’ yuki said with a hopeful tone to her voice, trying to make choso feel better. this made him uncover his face and lighten up from his brooding, only for it to all come crashing down at yuki’s next set of words.
‘i mean who can forget the guy who grabbed her tits the first time they just met!’ laughing in hysteria at the recollection of how stunned you looked and how shameful he had looked right after.
‘oh come on, yuki! i didn’t grab her tits. they were just in the way…’ seeing how he was met with a deadpan look from yuki, he then realised that maybe he might have just been the one in the way and not your tits. groaning in frustration, ‘so she must think i’m a loser and a freaky pervert.’
she smiled at that and tried to suppress the laughter she had knowing that things weren’t as bad as he thought, ‘hm, yeah.’ but doing nothing to try and save or make up choso’s interpretation of his first impression with you.
and choso was going to bite back, only for both of them and the rest of the room to turn their heads over to the sound of broken glass and angry shouts that hollered in the next room over as people moved to see the commotion.
narrowing her eyes, yuki had the sudden revelation and remembered your presence at the party. placing the can on the table in a rush, she stood up and bid choso goodbye, ‘i need to go.’
choso was left stunned, as he tried to get a hold of her and where she was going so quickly. only to end up following her from behind towards the sound of yells and shouts.
on the other side of the frat house, unbeknownst of the trouble that was brewing inside and yet to creep out into their lives. shoko stood leisurely with cigarette in hand, with geto and satoshi by her sides.
‘so what’s your brother up to with name?’ shoko asked as she peered up at satoshi with a slow drag of her cigarette. alternatively, geto perked up from where he was standing, rolling a fat blunt, raising his brow at satoshi as a silent warning to not say anything.
yet, the gesture between the two did not go unnoticed as shoko turned to geto who quickly went back to busing himself with his blunt.
letting out a small sigh, shoko moved the cigarette towards her lips and pulled in a long and slow breath as she stared at satoshi through her eyelashes. calm and uneasily gentle. she was never a woman of many words, and she knew that with satoshi he was bound to crack around her.
shaking his head as he pushed back a few stray hairs from his glasses, he looked away from shoko’s chilling stare and sighed. ‘you can’t let him know that i told you-‘
‘satoshi!’ hearing geto yell and cutting the older gojo twin off, shoko turning to glare at geto as he went back to light up his blunt with a scowl and grimace written all over his face.
‘come on suguru, i thought you were friends with name.’ shoko voiced out in the middle of her smoking, only to hear geto groan and respond.
‘yeah, and you would think that satoru cares more than the next person but he doesn’t.’ moving over from shoko’s side to satoshi’s, patting him on the shoulder. ‘and satoshi here doesn’t have the heart to tell you that because he was his own feelings in the mix of all of this.’
watching as the older gojo glared at geto for alluding to something that he expected him to keep a secret. only to find geto shrug and start smoking his blunt, pointing out to satoshi. ‘you started this by wanting to out your own brother.’ which made satoshi lower his glare after the mention of his earlier instance of betrayal.
however, the very first comment threw shoko off. sure, satoru wasn’t the best guy around in the frat, but would he really play you for a fool? what would he even get from that?-
the sudden revelation had dawned to her but before she could even process it, her thoughts were cut off by the sound of shattering glass and shouts from inside.
turning back, satoshi squinted his eyes at the commotion. ‘what the fuck was that?’ and as quick as the prior revelation had come to her. shoko threw the now maybe 3rd unfinished cigarette of the night on the ground as she tried to rush inside with the mere mention of your name left as a clue to the other two behind her.
several minutes earlier…
you had walked in following gojo to the kitchen island of the frat house where toji and the rest of the team stood amongst a plethora of girls who fawned at each of the players.
and you personally couldn’t blame them, you still had your own heart wrapped around one of them. speaking of which, you watched as sukuna made his way to the kitchen from the hallway with a disgustingly large scowl on his features as he leaned on a nearby wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
seeing your gaze linger over at sukuna who glared at everyone and anyone who even breathed too hard around him. gojo nudged you in the shoulder and passed you a red cup of liquid? giving him a questioning glance as you tore your gaze from sukuna, he read into your skepticism and threw you a massive smile.
‘relax, i’m here to save you. don’t you think 1 more drink will make you feel better?’ swaying the cup infront of your face and frankly you knew you already had enough, but what was one more going to do.
grabbing it from his loose grip, you sighed at its contents and gave him one last judging look. ‘if i get sent to the ER because of this, i’m going to kill you satoru.’
bringing the cup to your lips as he went on to respond, ‘now why would i ever do that to you?’ while you chugged the bitter taste of whatever mixed up alcohol gojo had served you at once.
with his usual charm and casualness, he leaned closer to you and grabbed the empty cup from your hand, asking you in a whisper. ‘feel better?’
and you were sure that sukuna must have seen him from the way you felt him familiarly glaring through the back of your skull. you weren’t the only one though, as gojo gave a sharp look over to sukuna when he ghosted his lips over your ear, staring directly at him making sure he saw.
sukuna on the other hand was about to blow up, furrowed brows and a vein on his temple ready to burst as he felt himself getting off the wall to grab you and take you away elsewhere… that was until yorozu came from nowhere cutting off the used to be empty path between you and him against everyone else.
‘ryo baby!’ she called out to him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
which made you irritatingly turn your head back to see her holding onto one of sukuna’s arms. about to explode yourself now, you narrowed your eyes at her shrunken form that attached herself to holding onto sukuna’s bicep like growing mould.
while ‘ryo’ was stuck frozen under your glowering eyes, all forms of anger had seem to dissipate from him as it had slowly transferred onto you again.
and all sorts of thoughts ran through your mind as you wondered why he wasn’t even trying to push her off or do anything. he just, let her, which made you even more silently enraged as he looked at you for some form of help.
smirking to himself, you felt gojo press his body closer to you and wrap an arm around your shoulder. still unprecedented by yorozu, sukuna and probably all that you’ve had to drink, you were unaware of the image that was being painted to other people who spread whispers and talks to themselves of how you and sukuna seemed to be getting closer with other people tonight.
sensing your anger towards her, yorozu turned to you and shot you a small teasing smile that only made you want to push and pull her by the hair.
‘ah! hi name! i’d didn’t see you there, did you want to talk to ryo?’
speaking in such a casual tone that made your jaw tighten at her audacity to use the same stupid nickname that you used to call sukuna by, well she did too since he dated her first but still. not to mention how incredibly idiotic sukuna looked staring between you and her with an incredulous look.
but you were bitter and not to mention petty.
so you swallowed your anger and pride, sending her an even brighter smile, as you waved her off. ‘oh that’s alright yorozu!’ shocking her at your eerily calm voice, you went ahead to push it even further by grabbing the arm that you found on your shoulder, pushing it down to gojo’s side and mimicking the same way she held onto sukuna.
unaware to the cocky smirk that gojo sent out to sukuna at your actions. ‘i was just about finished with ryo here.’ mocking her and holding onto gojo even tighter as you stared at sukuna right in the eye this time and in a condescending tone.
‘he’s allll yours…’ turning around with gojo still by your side, before she or sukuna could get even a word in.
you walked towards the kitchen island that had a litter of the red cups full of drinks as you told gojo, ‘i need another one of those drinks.’
and who was he to say no, he smiled and scurried off to get you a drink, while you leaned back on a wall. left alone again and as you looked at the people around you, you couldn’t help to stare back at sukuna and yorozu.
she was all over him and he wasn’t even trying to hide that he was enjoying it, sure he kept on glancing at you here and there only to be met with you rolling your eyes.
he should have yelled at her to fuck off like he always does to other people, but that’s the thing. you realised that yorozu wasn’t ’other people’ to him, sure they had broken up and he dated you, but he still had feelings for that insufferable bitch and decided that you were supposed to suffer for it.
cutting you from your thoughts, gojo came back with a pair of red cups, already finishing his off as he offered the other to you.
looking at him and the drink again, you don’t know what overcame you as you stared at the contents of the drink and at him - he wondered though why you were being skeptic a second time when you had already drank it the first time.
sighing you brought the drink to your lips and chugged it just as you did with the first one and before you could even hear gojo’s comment on you being a party animal.
you grabbed him by his collar and crashed your lips onto his. his lips were so warm and they still had the lingering taste of the alcohol he just drank. startled at your bold move, everyone was shocked to watch you initiate something like that with the so called frat king.
and you were going in deep, as you found yourself chasing after the feeling of his lips and the strongly intoxicating taste of alcohol. before you could even get too in control. you felt gojo place the empty cup of his own drink on the kitchen island as he leaned back towards it and snaked his arms around your waist pulling you even closer and turning his head to deepen the kiss with you.
it felt carnal the more the seconds pass, and every onlooker felt like it was bit more than the usual kiss and tell moment that they usually see at a frat party. some people started to record, some people started to tell their friends what was going on and some people were absolutely furious at the sight of it all. completely disregarding their ‘partners’ as they walked away from them.
presently, had it not been for all the alcohol and just the whole tension of tonight you would have had some semblance to care enough to detach yourself from gojo and take this somewhere else, but you wanted people to watch, you wanted him to watch.
and if that meant using gojo to your own whims, then so be it. he was going to do it to you either way and have it the other way around, so why not be the first one to start.
so you let him deepen the kiss, feeling his tongue swipe against your lower lip and trace your back with his hand. slowly reaching out to cup your jaw as he slithered his tongue into your mouth while he lowered your head back to have himself even deeper and impossibly closer to you.
through it all, you could feel the growing bludge next to your core as he moved you deeper into the kiss. honestly you could feel just about everything. his hand that tangled your hair in between his fingers, his other hand that held you by your waist tightly against his chest.
your own hands that wrapped around the expanses of his neck as you felt the tiny follicles around his undercut that made him smile into the kiss every time you slowly grazed them with your fingertips scratching them against his hair.
the obvious growing tent was the least of your worries as he slowly worked the hand that held you by your waist towards your thigh as he lifted you up to make you feel the warmth of his cock against your fully clothed core, he wanted you so bad but you knew better than to let him have anymore than this.
and frankly your weren’t the only one as you both heard the sound of glass shattering from next to you that caused you to stop your overly public display of affection. both turning towards what caused the right amount of distress to interrupt your actions.
you raised an inquisitive brow, it was sukuna and he seemed to be shaking in pure rage as he held onto the shattered half of a big bottle of beer. narrowing his eyes at the sight of you and gojo still holding onto each other, he pointed the bottle square at you both and gruffly spoke as everyone looked at him in fear and confusion.
‘why don’t you continue?! you guys seemed very happy with yourselves to provide some fucking entertainment tonight.’ and gojo being gojo was teasing at the thought, reaching out back to you again to kiss you just hear sukuna yell out.
‘don’t you fucking dare gojo.’ pointing and staring straight at him.
and watching the whole thing unfold from infront of you kinda pushed you to get sober because seeing sukuna angry was one thing, but seeing him angry with a glass bottle in his hand was a whole other thing.
yet, even though a strong survival instinct was enstilled in you and the rest of the people watching, you still had the best of your other emotions speaking for you.
‘oh what the hell sukuna?! you’re getting mad over this!?’ detaching yourself from gojo, who already missed your touch as he tried to hold you close, just for you to let go of him and walk over to sukuna.
‘i should be holding onto that glass bottle and pointing it at you!’ scoffing at your response, sukuna waved the bottle and now turned to you.
‘oh really now? you think you’re worth all of this name? you think that you can just waltz into people’s lives and play them for a fool.’
looking around, you noticed that people weren’t just recording or people watching, they were invested and some of them scared at what was about to unfold not knowing that nothing serious was actually going to happen.
not only that, you watched as shoko and yuki came in from wherever they were with the rest of the people who were elsewhere when they heard the the ruckus being caused inside.
but it was you who stared at sukuna in disbelief and utter disappointment. ‘so now i’m playing people like a fool?’ laughing at his utter nonsense dryly, ‘is that supposed to make me laugh?’
you stared at yorozu who stood frozen in some form of humiliation at what was going on, and you smiled.
smiled at all of this and just the utter stupidity of what had been going on in your life for the past couple of weeks because of her.
because at the very least, she could probably see the difference between you and her now.
‘like can you believe it sukuna? i guess you really are a fool then.’ turning back to him. ‘telling me that i’m the only girl you’ve ever loved, the only one you’ve ever cared about.’ speaking in a sweetly condescending tone, with each passing moment.
making sure you not only outed sukuna but plunged it deep into yorozu that there were things that you and sukuna shared that she could only dream of.
‘the only girl you told your mother about.’ knowing that would particularly sting with yorozu, knowing she was never the girl you’d bring home proudly.
but blame it on the alcohol for the nth time tonight, because damn were you tired and so irrefutably upset over all of this. you could care less at this point if people were talking about you or wondered why you were acting like this. it just wasn’t worth it anymore, it never was.
and it was like shoko said, ‘give it two weeks’ and whatever drama that happened tonight would be offset by the next big thing. so you continued, knowing that you never knew when again you’d get the opportunity to be this petty and vengeful.
‘oh, i love you name! i want you for the rest of my life! i want to live with you! have my babies!’
you watched as sukuna’s anger and facade break as he felt a sudden wave of embarrassment. ‘aww, does that all sound familiar to you, suki?’ really rubbing it in, as you leaned over the kitchen island closer to him and where he had shattered the bottle. grabbing it from him with the now loose grip he had.
you waved the bottle in your hand as you played with the dripping liquid on the island counter, right then you heard sukuna mutter.
‘and i regret it all.’
acting like you didn’t hear him so he could repeat himself, you didn’t even look up from swirling and finding the liquid more entertained than him. ‘hm, what was that?’
‘i said. i fucking regret it all. i never even want to see your face again.’
and damn that did sting out of everything else you had both said tonight. but you couldn’t voice that out, you had a reputation at hand.
being you, you gave him one last look over and pulled his face towards you. giving him a similar kiss to the cheek like the one gojo gave you.
in shock at your insanity at this point, as you smiled at sukuna’s wide eyes expression. you stared at him with a hint of melancholy and sentiment, pushing it aside and bidding him a public goodbye, ‘your loss.’
all eyes were on you and what you had done tonight as you left the room, in a way finally leaving sukuna alone for good too.
passing right next to where shoko and yuki were standing, they noticed the cracks in your public front and they followed you outside. once you were out of sight, you felt yourself break down into yuki’s shoulder, as she tried to calm you down with a soft rub of her hand across your back. shoko turning to you and asking through it all.
‘wanna go home?’
and there was nothing more that you wanted to hear right now after everything than that.
bonus:
unaware to what happened the moment you left the kitchen, everyone was left stunned and to their own feelings for the night.
‘party’s over.’ toji yelled out as he realised the shift in atmosphere that definitely couldn’t be fixed after all that.
and even then, people couldn’t argue with him. what more did they want after watching that.
chuckling to himself as he watched people pack up and leave, he had to hand it to him. sure, sukuna was his friend but there’s no one in his lifetime that has ever been able to handle his ass better than you, and for that he gives you a little bit more respect.
author’s note: not really happy with the ending, since it feels a bit abrupt.
but other than that did you catch the anime references? man this was so so so much fun to write, YET difficult too - was hit with writer’s block sm, still i just love how it turned out in terms of the descriptions and just overall writing flow, except for that ending.
there's ONE more part to this that i want to do to finalise the whole story and end it all!! but you’ll have to wait till after i graduate 💔💔
though i feel like you guys already know what I'm planning... 😋
but i also gotta finish it off with major MAJOR thanks and credit to everyone who gave me wonderful ideas in the comments of part one, they really helped me out in navigating a good storyline for what was going to be dropped right after it came out! most especially to @alebrasil0101, @ejk1, @lillycore!!!
also never in my life have i watched an american football game or even been to one… this and parties + i’ve never even been drunk or will be considering my person life 😭🤣 so take everything with a grain of salt, you’re girl was STRUGGLINGGGG
all in all, i think this was a good one and i hope you guys enjoy it just as much and that it was worth the wait 🤞🤞
probably more than or around 7k words, major frat!kuna x reader. cursing, multiple pov’s, heavily suggestive and maybe just straight up ooc.
part 2 of my 'cheater | sukuna x reader' fic, so this probs won’t make any sense as a stand alone gojo fic if that’s what your looking for, the title just works for it being a series.
following the events of frat!sukuna and popular!reader's established relationship going through... um, a rough patch and more!
the night was crisp with a small sense of humidity to it that was sure to make you feel every follicle of your hair and your clothes against your skin, yet at the moment you could care less.
you should have shut yourself in your room and skipped through the impending doom of everything that was waiting for you tonight, but that would mean you'd miss how sukuna was practically glaring lasers through your head from where you moved through bleachers to get to shoko and yuki.
all tight jaw and distracted you knew he was utterly fuming under his football helmet, and that made you happy to say the least. i mean you had been ignroing him for the past week and now is when you decide to give him the opportunity to talk to you?!
'ryomen, where are you going?' brought back by their coach stern's voice, sukuna turned to see how the whole team was staring at his form that had unconsicously started to make its way towards you.
clearing his throat to ease off the looks he was getting, he particularly sent gojo a stink eye when he noticed the cocky smirk he had that told him he knew what was going on with him.
'i was just going to go talk to someone-' hearing the snickers from his teammeates he swallowed the urge to rip their heads out and most especially gojo who was the loudest of them all. turning his head back to gaze through the crowds for you again, completely ignroing how he was throwing his pride infront of his teammates for you.
and when he finally found you laughing to yourself with your head thrown back at something your friends had said, it was like you were unphased to how he was stuck in so much turmoil. he had been trying to clear everything up and here you come waltzing in looking even more beautful under the moonlight's illumination. all he needed was just some time alone with you.
as he tried to walk towards you again, his coach was unrelenting. pursuing sukuna to get his head back in the game with this being an important match. 'ryomen. if you don’t turn yourself around and take any step further, i’ll bench you.’
letting out a deep sigh, he had to reform back towards his priorities, and from the comer of your eye you took that to note, he'd never change...
how you watched his disheveled physique turn away from you, you wondered how things could have gone differently. if he had decided to press forward and talk to you, take the risk of being benched - his coach was obvisouly bluffing, he was a star player, but hand it to sukuna to be ‘obedient’ to everyone around him but you.
he did it all to prove your point but then he hit you with something unexpected as he held a brief yet utterly encapsulating glance of his eyes towards you through his helemt where you wanted to say you imagined and saw the lingering feelings of melancholy and desperteness reflecting in his crimson eyes.
hm, thats new...
as quick as it had happened, you turned back to shoko and he went on to follow the distant sound of a whistle.
the football game…
well it ended just how you expected it to. jujutsu tech’s football team had always been proud of its players and their resounding and overwhelming success during all of their games, but somehow this one had each player reeling in the aftershocks of their captain’s inner chaos.
the moment the whistle blew to announce that the match had begun. sukuna was meant to lead his team to an easy victory but for some reason he choked?
vocalisations of gasps and ‘oh’s’ could be heard from the bleachers, spectators and fans alike. even petty people such as yourself who only showed up for their own personal reasons, ended up confused as to why sukuna of all people was left frozen when he saw the opposing team grab the ball right from him and score a touchdown in a mere fleeting seconds.
sure the team had its bad days and flaws but never had they let something like this pull them under, especially not sukuna. even as the oppposing team’s fans and student body cheered and screamed he seemed so out of it.
it was toji banging his shoulder into him in quite an aggressive manner that pulled him out of his daze. ‘that ball was yours ryomen! get yer fucking head in the game!’ as he walked away from his captain to his starting position.
and sukuna didn’t even argue, he didn’t even grab toji by the back of his collar to yell at him or even pounce at him to start fighting in the middle of the pitch. you all just watched as jujutsu tech’s resident tasmanian devil take in a deep inhale and trek back to his starting point with a dismissive attitude.
narrowing your eyes at him, you wondered what was going on with him - partially unaware to the fact that he was performing like this because of you.
in his mind, sukuna was left scowering through his thoughts for any semblance of how he could reach out to you without losing you completely. so far, that seemed entirely impossible with what was infront of him.
staring at naoya zenin’s annoyingly putrid green coloured eyes that glint through his helmet. sukuna was head to head with jiujitsu tech’s captain. he only then grappled the gravity of the situation, this match meant a lot more to some people than others, especially toji. knowing that this was against what used to be his teammates.
strikingly, the zenin’s voice infront of him cut through his loud and distracting thoughts. ‘huh? is jujutsu tech’s captain off his game today?’
this made him squint his eyes in retaliation, but naoya was more than willing to get even further under his skin, hitting him right where it hurts.
‘i mean, i heard that you and your girl aren’t together anymore, maybe if i win this match i can treat her to something better…’ raising his brow to coax his next words right through sukuna’s dwindling resolve, ‘if you know what i mean.’
this released it all, out of control to his body’s actions he felt himself reaching out to grab naoya by his helmet and collar to bring him towards the ground. before he could do so the blaring whistle from the umpire reminded him of the stakes and how fighting would only get him out of the pitch and leave his team with one less player and a captain.
clicking his tongue at how his advances had failed to get him his intended outcome, naoya watched as sukuna shifted to a more serious stance, pushing aside his feelings and thoughts for the next hour all for the sake of this game.
it seemed to have worked because the ball was passed around, players were tackled, things got aggressive passively aggressive among players but in the end jiujitsu tech was neck and neck with jujutsu tech - that never happened, the latter were not performing at their best tonight and the sentiment could have been shared amongst everyone in the stands, voices around you whispered things like;
‘our team’s really slow tonight?’
‘yea, i mean we usually have a bigger point difference by the second half!’
yuki rolling her eyes and being the one to butt into the onlookers conversation, with a lazy tilt of her head and calm voice.
‘hey, aren’t yall the least prideful? just because the team is off a little tonight doesn’t make it mean that they can’t turn this around.’
her outburst giving everyone a little more hope for what was to come. with newfound energetic cheers being heard yelling all sorts of names and phrases towards the team as they retreated themselves towards the changing room for half time.
‘what the fuck is wrong with you?!’ banging sukuna into one of the lockers the moment they entered the changing room, toji was furious. the game wasn’t supposed to depict them struggling, it was meant to be a one and done, but ever since sukuna saw you, he’s been making the whole team pay for it.
with a chillingly calm voice. ‘fushiguro…’ everyone turned to how sukuna was calling his best friend by his surname and not only that but he’s been more placid, if that could even be the word to describe his recent shift in demeanour.
sukuna didn’t even reach out, he just let his call-out hang in the air, a silent threat. ‘i’ll give you 5 seconds to remove that nasty hand of yours from my collar.’
and to that toji widened his eyes knowing where this could go and withdrew his hand from him. still holding onto his own feelings towards the game and how it was all going, he wasn’t finished though.
narrowing his eyes at sukuna’s stature that was leaning on the lockers, he spoke with an authority but he was hesitant all at the same time. testing the waters, you could say.
‘you’re not fit to lead this game. let me be captain.’ the words hanged in the air for what felt like centuries as sukuna looked at toji with a growing indifference and raised brow that dared him to repeat himself.
everyone else was shocked as he was, they all shared the same thought but going toe to toe when sukuna already looked like he was ready to fight someone just for looking at him funny, seemed like something they could skip over for today. even gojo who had been testing his patience for the past week, decided that tonight would be a bad idea to push him over the edge.
but toji was what you could call his friend, someone close to him. he knew him better, so he double downed on his statement.
‘it will all give us some peace of mind if someone who had a level faced head led us tonight. just tonight.’ neutral and unteasing, toji left no string attached to anything that could imply or offend him.
to that sukuna stared through him and they all watched as he reached out to grab his captain band from his bicep, slowly pulling it off and handing it over to toji’s shocked form.
without even saying anything, they watched as he walked out of the room, but before he could open the door he looked over his shoulder and warned him and the rest of the team.
‘don’t make me regret it.’
‘…is that?’ moving your gaze over to what yuki was pointing at.
from to your side, you heard shoko gasp.
‘oh my fucking gosh. name, are you seeing the effect you’re having on this man!’ and to your own acknowledgment of surprise you all were shocked to find toji walk out leading the team as captain.
perplexed to how that could have happened, in all the few years you’ve known sukuna even before you two started dating is that he would never never let someone else take his place, maybe that’s why he was so adamant to talk to you.
so seeing the sight of toji with the captain arm band not only shocked you but it worried you. this whole time you’d been watching you believed that sukuna was just trying to talk to you and fill you with bullshit lies so that this was all over and you’d come back to him, but you didn’t expect ignoring him would have such an effect that would cause all of this, and you’re sure he wasn’t just acting because this was probably a straight up humiliation ritual to him.
and i mean shoko was just teasing, but something told you that her words held the slightest bit of truth towards how you had been acting towards sukuna. still though, you weren’t supposed to be the one to take care of all of this just because sukuna couldn’t hold back the temptation to get his lips sucked out that night.
it was through slowly remembering it all that you felt yourself feeling more disdain than sympathetic to his situation - he deserved to suffer, even if that meant everyone else had to too.
disappointed in yourself for even feeling pity for him in the first place, you felt compelled to want out from the bleachers to clear your mind for a bit.
even then, shoko knew you better and saw through you.
before you could inch away too far, she took hold of your forearm, making your turn towards her.
‘hey, where are you going?’
‘uh… i was just going to go…’ if you told her you wanted to leave for just because seeing sukuna going through it was making you hurt. she would have sat your ass right back down and forced your eyes open towards the match, while she and yuki yelled out reasons why you should ‘stand on business!’ or ‘lock in!’ through your ears before you feel bad for the man who cheated on you. talking about some nonsense like having a bird brain.
so you lied through your teeth, grimacing over the thought of being lectured right now, ‘…i’m just going to go get a drink!’
and naturally as ever, she hadn’t yet realised you were lying but she had her own issues to deal with. ‘oh? then let me come with you. i could go for a good smoke while we’re away.’
widening your eyes at that, you couldn’t think of an excuse fast enough before you even heard her turn to yuki and ask.
‘hey yuks, you wanna go grab something?’
nodding her head along to agree, you felt your shoulders slump as this had now turned into a full on ‘bathroom break with the girls!’ instead of a solitude thought daughter walk.
sighing to yourself, the hole was dug you now just had to jump in it.
as you made your way leading the other two out of the crowded bleachers and dodging freshmen who were way too excited over a college football game.
you had almost made it out safely, keyword: almost. if it wasn’t for the stupid emo loser who bumped into you as he was coming back to his seat and decided to drop his iced cold cola on you.
‘what the fuck!?’ shrieking as you felt the ice seep through your shirt and stain it with the brown colour aspect of the drink. behind you, you heard how yuki was asking ‘what happened?’ and shoko asking around for anyone who had wipes or tissues.
still distracted over how cold you were getting and annoyingly sticky with the drink all over you. you were unaware to the heavy eye bagged culprit himself who was stuck frozen as if he had cola dropped on him, just helplessly and shamelessly staring at you and your friends who tried to take care of his mess.
finally breaking through his mannequin act when he found you looking up at him with a sharp glare and insult ready on your tongue, he cut you off by taking the forgotten paper towels he had in his hands and stared wiping them over your chest to get what was already now slightly dried and absorbed cola of your chest.
‘i’m so so sorry…’
‘i don’t even know how that happened. i can pay you back for your top…’
‘…i seriously didn’t mean any of this!-‘
being now that it was your turn to freeze, with shoko and yuki right behind you wide eyed and deaf to his strings of apologies and promises. you were all so shocked at how bold he was being.
sensing the looks you three were giving him he paused and found himself stunned just as you all were as he quickly moved his hand away from you with a creeping blush that coated the tips of his ears - surely you would have missed that if he hadn’t been so close to you just a few moments ago.
‘i’m sorry once again, i didn’t even realise…’ he was practically rambling at this point in fear and embarrassment.
‘i was just trying to help.’ before you could even say anything, you watched as he started to remove his jacket and hang it around your shoulders, all while he stared at everything but you, pointedly looking at the ground now.
‘here, you can use this to cover yourself…’ undaring to look up to find you mad or disappointed in him.
‘…because of your shirt you know.’ and you were genuinely appalled by the whole situation, all you could give him was a hesitant nod of your head as you felt all prior anger dissipate.
‘uh… thanks.’ speaking in the tiniest of voices, that even had shoko and yuki looking at you funny. they expected you to have ripped his head off the moment the first drop of cola spilled on you, but here you are being shy and holding the jacket closer than necessary.
seeing as the stranger had provided a solution, you remembered why you were here in the first place and excused yourself, grabbing shoko’s hand as she grabbed yuki’s following your lead again. pushing by him, while he still stood motionless and stuck in place hoping that you’d just forget all of this.
when you had finally made it away from the bleachers and the rest of the audience, you rounded the corner to a more secluded zone from the pitch where most of the students who wanted ‘privacy’ had gone.
letting go of your hand and yuki’s, you watched as shoko pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket. while yuki excused herself to go to the bathroom.
leaning over a wall as she lit up her cigarette. shoko narrowed her eyes at the sight of you infront of her, where your gaze had fallen onto a particular numbered player’s back on the pitch.
you were so out of it you hadn’t even realised that you were staring, not until you heard her chuckle from behind you causing you to twist your head to find her letting out an exhale of smoke.
‘how long are you going to lie to yourself, name?’
feigning confusion, you knew where she might be getting at but this was her testing the waters - coaxing you to come out clean enough to ease her doubts.
‘i don’t know what your talking about…’
closing her eyes as she smiled and let another smoke out, she slowly opened her eyes again to peer at you with an all-knowing look and frankly you knew better than to lie and gaslight her.
slumping your shoulders, you asked with slight melancholy.
‘is it really that obvious?’
‘so obvious.’ came the curt reply of yuki who came to sit on the ground leaning her back on the same wall where shoko was standing.
shaking your head, you tore your gaze from them and gave one final look back at the game. turning to walk to wards them and situate yourself on the ground on shoko’s other side. sensing that it was a reunion of sorts, she slid down the wall and sat on the ground too, following your prior actions.
sighing to yourself, you finally felt yourself crack. ‘i mean is it so wrong to say that i miss him?’
smoking to herself, shoko let yuki be the one to talk some sense to you and the latter was never one to miss the opportunity.
‘well no, it’s not wrong to say that you miss him. but to actually miss him, or long for him.’ she shook her head at how blasphemous that sounded.
‘name, you have to remember this is the same guy who cheated on you and tried to hide it.’ and man she was so right but she was also so wrong.
‘i know i know, but i just can’t help it. those feelings… they don’t just leave overnight!’
‘i just wish things could have been different, like man i could forget all about it if i just kissed hi-‘ slapping a hand across your mouth before you could even dare finish your sentence, shoko turned to you with a death glare as she used her other hand to stub her cigarette on the ground.
‘now, what did we say about making dumb decisions while we’re ovulating?’ rolling your eyes at her theatrics, sure they were right about sukuna doing you dirty, you knew that already…
but it’s just that you can’t help the fact that he was a reasonably good guy, sometimes.
shifting towards a more serious tone, shoko looked towards infront of her as she tried to give you reasonably good advice - i mean you guys were just still in college, there was only so much you could all know about the world and making dumb decisions.
‘here’s the thing name. me and yuki aren’t going to stop you from getting back with sukuna if that’s what you want.’
widening your eyes at how forward she was getting over the one thing that they had been so against, yuki mirrored your actions and was about to say something just to get cut off.
‘hey now shoko, i didn’t agree to-‘
‘shush!’ turning to yuki to silence her by pressing her index finger onto her lips. once she had found that yuki was going to keep quiet, she turned back to you.
‘what i’m trying to say is that the ball is in your court, sure you can live with the two weeks worth of gossip everyone will be talking about when they see you back together with sukuna but what happens when he does it again?’
and you knew what she meant by ‘it’ cheating and this made you frown and look over to the side, ‘we just don’t want to see you hurt over someone who couldn’t see you for all that your worth.’
her next words really did it for you though, feeling yourself actually break in two as you finally put into perspective everything that happened.
‘because if he had done so in the first place, he would have never even thought of doing that to you.’
you suddenly felt yourself overcome with emotion as you leaned over towards her, engulfing her with a hug as you whispered into her shoulder and she held a small smile out of your view in acknowledgment, ‘thank you shoko, i really needed to hear that…’
trying to act nonchalant about it, she tried pulling you off while regaining her personal space but that was before yuki decided to get in on the action from behind her melting into the now group hug, ‘hey, you guys can’t leave me out on this!’
during all of it as you detached yourself from both of them, you felt the jacket you were wearing fall off your shoulders. giving shoko just the right opportunity to change the melancholic atmosphere.
smirking to herself. ‘plus i see you’ve already got mystery jacket boy to have fun with and satoru.’
snorting at the mention of both men, you rolled your eyes as you grabbed the jacket from the ground to put it back on properly this time, slipping your arms through the sleeves and finding that it was way larger than you expected.
‘no offence shoko, but i’m pretty sure satoru is just trying to play with me to get back at sukuna for whatever stupid reason they have in their brotherhood.’
and frankly she couldn’t argue with that, knowing she held her own suspicions over his behaviour.
‘hmm, and what about jacket boy?’ you heard yuki teasingly smiling at you.
‘i’m pretty sure his name is choso. i worked with him for a project before and he’s really nice, and your totally his type! you should try taking to him when you return his jacket.’
looking at shoko and yuki who gave you taunting looks about him, and you thought about it. because sure he spilled cola on you and could pass for being a pervert for touching you like that without your consent, but he was kinda cute the more you think about him…
but then again the thought of getting with a random when you haven’t even yet resolved the label on you and sukuna’s relationship seemed like a long shot.
‘come on guys, i don’t even know the guy!-‘
‘but you have his jacket.’ replied shoko, as if to prove a point that you actually did know him and it’s with yuki adding in. ‘it wouldn’t be bad to even be friends with him!’
backing up from the two of them as they were getting too excited over a situation knowing that you still were actively going through a breakup. i mean the guy did seem nice, but wait sukuna was nice too and look where it got you.
apprehensively, you turned them down and their advances. ‘no guys… i can’t just jump onto him-!‘
cutting you off yuki added as a matter of fact. ‘well if i remember correctly he was already on you just several moments ago.’
making you jaw drop at how quick she was with adding that, you turned to shoko for support. watching as she turned away from you leaving you to deal with yuki alone.
and as if the universe had seen your plea and desperateness to drop the topic, you all perked your heads up to the sound of the final whistle and announcement.
‘JUJUTSU TECH HAS WON THE FOOTBALL GAME FOLKS! IT WAS A GOOD PERFORMANCE WITH BOTH TEAMS AND A MATCH UP OF A LIFETIME.’
‘I DON’T KNOW HOW DIFFERENT THIS COULD HAVE BEEN WITHOUT OUR STAR PLAYER TONIGHT - TOJI FUSHIGURO WHO TURNED THE TIDES AS CAPTAIN!’
you all looked at each other at the sound of the announcement knowing what was to come.
‘i guess it’s a football celebration party tonight.’ shoko stated, seemingly bothered at the idea of having to go knowing she’d be stuck with the gojo twins, not that she mind being around satoshi though, which made you have an inkling that she might just like him.
‘but name, are you sure you still want to go? i mean if you aren’t up for it we could just stay at home together.’ asked yuki and you had a feeling that it wasn’t worth going for sensing the impending doom and dread consume you, but who were you to ever listen to your gut.
‘nah, it’s fine. i’ll be fine.’
were you actually? or were you trying to lie enough to make you believe it too?
after a quick change of clothes and a little bit of a pregame, the frat house was a blur of neon lights and blaring house music from outside. not to mention the multitude of people who kept on coming in and coming out with bottles of cheap alcohol and soda to celebrate the football team’s victory.
yet, even though it was a more positive atmosphere tonight. you couldn’t help the overwhelming dread you felt growing in your body. sensing it before you could say it out loud, shoko turned to you with a warm smile to her.
‘hey, you know if you really don’t want to be here we can leave.’ smiling towards her you shook your head in disagreement. ‘it’s okay shoko, i mean i can’t ignore him forever?’
but you really wish you could. watching as she pursed her lips knowing there was no point in arguing or pushing you, shoko looked over to yuki and nodded towards her in silent agreement.
unbeknownst to you, they had a silent plan to whisk you away from all of this if anything got way out of hand, and judging from everything to your hidden pushed back emotions this whole week, the party just seemed to be the right match stick to light up your fuse.
seemingly finding that the three of you were just standing around, you took the initiative to grab their hands and pull them towards the party, feigning excitement in your voice, ‘come on guys, we’re going to miss out on the fun!’
following you apprehensively, when you entered through the doors, it was merely seconds before yuki was caught by junior, todo aoi, who was standing right near the entrance.
‘yuki!’ turning towards the voice that called her out, she pulled back the hand that you were holding and walked over to todo, reaching out to aggressively enthusiastically shake hands with todo.
‘todo!’ sending him a viscous smile that could rival his… his and that awfully tight compression shirt that had you wondering if he had a third nipple under there or was it just an illusion.
either way you and shoko watched as yuki and him exchanged greetings, until todo let out that he wanted to challenge her.
‘what about an arm wrestle? you beat me the last time but i won’t let it happen again!’ boisterously yelling it out for everyone to hear and look towards him and yuki. with glint of mischief in her eyes because of todo’s proclamation, she turned back to you and you watched as her smile dropped. turning back to todo to politely decline.
‘i’m sorry todo, i don’t think-‘ before she could even finish her sentence, you grabbed her shoulders, pushing her closer to todo, with your head to her side and yelled out over her.
‘she doesn’t think, she knows she’s going to beat you!’ confused as to what you were saying, yuki turned to you shaking her head in disapproval, but you ignored her - you didn’t need her and shoko to babysit you. you knew what they were trying to do, plus this was meant to be a fun night. why else were you all here?
‘so come on, are you ready to get your ass beat a second time todo?’ laughing to himself, he leaned closer and pulled yuki from you, shouting to the whole audience that had been waiting for him and yuki at how he’s trained for this and whatnot.
still, yuki felt a small inkling towards all of this and turned behind to gaze at you while todo pulled her towards the table that he had set up for their challenge.
owning to the fact that she wasn’t clearly convinced, you shot her a bright smile and thumbs up, you’d be fine. watching as she held a smirk when she turned back todo, and you had shoko with you still.
unsuspected to you, you looked behind you in hopes of finding her, only to see a comical dotted silhouette of her form. smiling to yourself she probably go whisked away by geto or the gojo twins.
wait… realising that yuki was busy in an arm wrestle and shoko was nowehere to be seen. that meant, you were alone…
trying to assess the situation, you could go and watch yuki’s arm wrestle and hang around her but the mere thought of being around the likes of people like mahito in the ‘audience’ there you off.
so you walked through the halls and rooms to look like someone who wasn’t freakishly awkward and tensed with being here, while you had an internal monologue in your head about everything.
‘okay, you’ll be fine name. you just need to act like you’re just anyone else at the party.’ somewhere in between the walking, you had found yourself next to some freshmen you didn’t know the name of who called out to you.
‘hey, name! want a drink?’ pointing to the pack of beers he had in his arm, a drink wouldn’t hurt, right? just one. to ease your nerves.
‘sure.’ grabbing the one he held out to you and dismissing him with a ‘thanks.’ conversely, it seemed like he wanted more than just a thanks.
taking a sip of the beer, you heard him say something from your side that made you send him an irritated glare that had him cowering away.
'hah, you think you can thank me in other ways? ...or you know on second thought, it's all yours name!'
rolling your eyes at him as his friends around him snickered and teased him at the rejection he had gotten from you.
you continued your walk around the party goers, taking sips of the beer in your hand at times. in the midst of it all, you slowly felt more and more emotional and tipsy because of the alcohol.
thinking to yourself again, as you people watched in a corner with passerby's greeting you here and there. you really weren't yourself tonight and people could already put two and two together with how you weren't attached to sukuna and the latter's performance tonight.
'sukuna is probably too busy with his teammates somewhere like always... he won’t find me if i just stay here… he never really cared.’
shaking your head at the thought, you brought back the beer to your lips and felt the cold rim of the bottle graze you. relishing in what was the last few remenants of it as you turned the bottle with a raised brow, wondering why and how it dared to be finished so quickly.
you placed it down with the rest of the bottles on some coffee table, searching for a new bottle as you missed the slight tangy taste in your mouth again.
through your rummaging, a random that you couldn’t even be paid to remember the name of grabbed a bottle from a pack below where he was sitting and handed it to you with a smile. replicating the gesture in a silent thanks, you took the bottle from his hands and popped it open to start drinking again.
'i wonder where shoko is...' you thought as you walked out of the room into another hall.
wandering around the party without really any idea of what was happening around you. you were more than tipsy at this point and you had a slight slowness to your movements. everything was really hazy...
but not hazy enough to not see and understand that the tuft of pink hair that was peeking through the crowds was sukuna.
widening your eyes in recognition. as quick as you could get in your state of cognition, you turned around in hopes that he hadn’t seen you.
unlucky for you, he had seen you and made it practically aware that he was following you with the shouts of 'fuck off!' and 'move out of the way!' you could hear in the distance as he got closer.
unaware to his surroundings, sukuna's shouts geared up the attention of satoru who was busy entertaining some fangirls. narrowing his eyes to follow the view of what had sukuna flare up and cuss everyone out, searching, he found you... seemingly intoxicated you.
he had two options, cut off sukuna and grab you for himself before he could or let sukuna finally get his chance with you, then grab you for himself. the latter seemed more plausible for now with how sukuna was rounding the corner to catch up to you, but the idea of of you was never far.
'name! will you just let me talk to you!?' you heard sukuna shout from behind you as you stared at the stupid cliché dead end infront of you. man, were you so out of your mind that you forgot that turning this corner would lead you to a stop?
still facing the wall with sukuna merely meters away from you, you asked with a slight tiredness your voice. 'what do you want, sukuna?'
he winced at the use of his surname, you really weren’t going to let that up. so he tried to act and sound as calm as possible, knowing if he came into this already fired up this would only cause for amazing entertainment for the party goers and a very blown up you.
'sukuna? okay fair. but will you at least talk to me while i can see you.'
rolling your eyes, blame it on the alcohol and how emotional you’ve been feeling but sober you would have not been folded so easily to the sound of his begging request. so you turned around and faced him with your hands crossed over your chest and your almost empty second bottle of beer close to you.
to that though sukuna raised his brow. 'you're drinking tonight? you rarely ever drink.' reaching out closer to you to try and break down your walls. 'is everything okay?'
but you weren't having it. sure he had that soft look in his eyes that came out only when he was actually worried or that stupid way he slumps his shoulders when he feels like he can put his walls down.
not to mention the way he was speaking to you in that ‘gentle and patient’ as sukuna can get voice, that you wanted to believe was only ever reserved for you.
yet, whether you were drunk or sober, you had to be stronger than that to not just fall for the way his big arms looked so inviting as they reached out to you.
you only then stopped him and yourself from doing something you’d regret, by replying. 'wouldn't you like to know, weather boy?'
scoffing to himself at your attitude, he attempted other means of getting closer to you like trying to grab the bottle from you knowing that it was not above you to throw it at him if things got too heated between you two.
noticing how his frame getting closer though, you dodged his hand and held the bottle tighter to you. giving him a repulsed look at his actions that had him reeling back in his original position.
with a harsh glare you asked. ‘what are you trying to do?’
he sighed to himself. this was going to be difficult. ‘i’m just trying to help you out, who knows how much you’ve had to drink.’
now it was your turn to scoff, because who was he even to start talking about helping and caring for you? he didn’t want you, that’s why he cheated and maybe blame it on the alcohol for you to jump to conclusions but you felt it deep in your heart.
that’s even when the thought flashed through your mind reminding you that you were being way too civil with the man who’s been causing you heartache.
drawing out your response with a little bit of ignorance and disbelief in your voice. ‘woooow sukuna.’
you turned to place the bottle on the floor giving sukuna some sense of relief. but then you clapped your hands together as a response to his mockery of an apology, which made him sight knowing this wasn’t any better.
‘you really can’t be serious sukuna?’ taking a step towards him as you continued talking, emphasising your speech by pointing at him from time to time. ‘like really, who are you supposed to be to tell me that i’ve had too much to drink?’
at this point you had even gotten close enough to him where you were merely a step away from him. ‘you think that after everything i’m just supposed to be normal with you.’
cutting you off from your rant, he bluntly stated. ‘well if you had been responsible enough towards this relationship and let me talk to you earlier then we wouldn’t be here.’
this made you laugh out in hysteria, as you replied to his comment.
‘you’re going to say that i needed to be responsible?! you were the one who cheated! if you had never done that, then we both wouldn’t have been here.’
rolling his eyes at your outburst, ‘yea and so what?’ you narrowed your eyes at this. ‘you want me to beg and whine for you, i’ve tried everything to try and apologise to you and what do i get in return!? i get a fucking story of you going out on a date with gojo!’
shaking your head in disbelief, you took the step that had been distancing the two of you and held a firm finger that pointed at him squarely on his chest to prove your point.
had it not been for the alcohol you would have realised way sooner how close you were to him. but in the moment it seemed to be the least of your worries and the fact did not go unnoticed to sukuna.
‘oh fuck off sukuna, you want to talk to me about dates and a fucking ig story?!?’ mocking his own voice with the end bit.
‘you think i did what during that date? went and made out with him? went and sucked his dick off?’
leaning closer to his face, ‘or did you think i went and slept with him.’
at the mere mention of you alluding to having slept with gojo satoru of all people, you watched as the remains of sukuna’s seemingly ‘calm’ and ‘patient’ facade crumble away as he pushed your hand away from his chest and held a fiery expression to match the way he was glaring at you.
though before he could get a word in, satoru gojo rounded the corner and hollered out with a wave towards you both. speak of the devil.
‘ah, are the two love birds rekindling their romance?’ shooting you a teasing smile from your view as he stepped into the hallway.
it was a starking contrast to how sukuna faced you and had his back towards gojo, holding a massive scowl on his face at the voice of his frat ‘brother’.
and very much aware of the fact that he shouldn’t be here right now, gojo made it quite obvious that he was going to be sticking around by walking into the uninvited space between you and sukuna and wrapping his arm around the latter’s shoulders
‘so what do we have here? do you guys need me to play cupid!’ with a large smile adorning his face, you would have laughed if it was any other time at how sukuna looked like he was foaming at the mouth to grab gojo’s arm and break it.
yet, with gojo being here it felt even more tense than how it was earlier with you having just mentioned sleeping with him. you really hoped he hadn’t heard you. he did. sensing the uncomfortable atmosphere, he looked between you and sukuna for a brief moment then let out a sigh.
‘so you guys aren’t going to talk anymore?’
he let out an even heavier sigh, after being met with an even more quiet silence, if you could even call it that with how kept to yourselves you and sukuna had become when it wasn’t just the both of you yelling and arguing at each other moments ago. talk about just fuck and makeup already.
‘well i guess i can take name off your hands then, suki!’ pulling you from infront of sukuna without a care in the world, but it’s can’t be that easy…
in a spur of the moment that felt even more of a blow to you as you felt the alcohol start to take a toll on you.
you felt sukuna grab your other arm as he narrowed his anger filled crimson eyes at gojo, without hesitation he stared at the latter with a scowl that contrasted with gojo’s blooming smile that showed the slightest glint of his canines, foreshadowing mischief.
while your were in the middle of it feeling like your eyes were going to pull back from the ensuing headache that was coming for you. ‘let her go gojo… if you know what’s good for you.’ you heard sukuna say bluntly, as he tightened the grip he had on your forearm.
with a few seconds where it actually looked like gojo was thinking about following sukuna’s instructions, you watched as he feigned a reaction that looked like he cared only to roll his eyes and stare straight at sukuna.
‘hmm, no can do suki.’ feeling sukuna pull you even closer at the mention of the atrocious nickname and the fact that gojo wasn’t going to let up. him holding you even closer didn’t go unnoticed to gojo either who decided that it was a perfect opportunity to wrap an arm around your shoulders lazily infront of sukuna that had him let go of your arm, watching as it fell to his side with a closed fist.
‘i think she’s just the right amount of good for me.’
gojo smirked, he knew that this was all getting under his skin and fortunately it was only emphasising the importance of his presence in your life, i mean you weren’t even pushing him away… you should have, but for some reason you really didn’t want to.
‘you’ve had her for quite a while, don’tcha think name wants to hangout with me for some time? as friends.’
‘you know damn well-‘
cutting sukuna off as he finally decided to acknowledge the fact that you were in the middle of this, turning to the side to look at you with his arm still around you.
‘don’t you, name?’ feeling pressured and not at all in your senses, you stared up at gojo’s expectant face and then slowly turning back to the man infront of you. he had a calculating face.
the ball was in your court just like always and you had a choice between the two of them would signify a regret consequence, but you were way too drunk out of your mind to worry about that now.
‘uh… yeah.’ watching as sukuna’s face morphed into an expression of pure betrayal. it served him right but still you could see that he was hurt, while with gojo he was practically beaming.
without a moment to waste as waved off sukuna and started moving you to walk at his pace as you left sukuna in the hallway alone.
turning your head to look at him over your shoulder and gojo’s massive bicep, he was obviously hurt with the way his shoulders had slumped far from being comfortable and his face had an expression that was more than just unreadable at this point.
rounding the corner, gojo spotted how you didn’t have your sole attention on him. following your gaze to where you still looked behind to search for sukuna to see if he was following you two. so he decided to do what anyone else would, he ducked his head towards your face and placed a chaste kiss on the side of your cheek.
this made you turn to him and completely wake you up from your daze as you pushed him off you and stared at him in shock.
‘what the fuck, satoru?!’ feeling yourself try to ‘wipe off’ the kiss from where he had placed his lips on your cheek, laughing to himself at your reaction.
you watched as he reeled forward from his own laughter, clutching his stomach in the process, all throughout this you felt your earlier feelings of anger and frustration re-surface.
coldly you asked, ‘what’s funny?’ your tone breaking off gojo’s laughter as he shifted to a more cautious stance. he was honestly lost for a few words as he stared at your disheveled form and eyes that held slight disgust for him now and so quickly at that.
and for some reason, he would be and should be turned off by that but it only makes him want to you more. watching him walk closer and closer, as you walked back with each step he took forward, with some cliché turn of events, you felt your back hit the wall behind you as you were cornered once again - but this time it felt a bit more intimate.
giving you more than enough space for you to reject him, gojo reached out to your taken aback face and brushed his hand over your cheek, right where he had kissed you. dropping his head even lower and closer to the side of your face as he grazed your ear with his lips and said something.
‘let’s go get you a drink.’ moving as quickly as the whole moment had happened, you watched as he stood back in his full form and walked ahead of you, seemingly making his way to the place where he wanted to get you a ‘drink’.
from yuki’s perspective, she was sitting on a couch after having beat todo. lounging around having forgotten why she was here in the first place and just enjoying that idea of people watching.
that was until a particularly familiar and reoccurring stranger decided to take the seat right beside her on the couch that she was practically man spreading with her whole pussy facing the world.
turning to give a lazy roll of her head to gaze at who decided to keep her company, it’s not often that you get to find genuine people who want to just talk to you at a party when you’re a household name.
but he seemed to be as uninterested as she was, getting comfortable and mimicking her seating position with a diet coke in his hand and another can held up in offer to yuki.
she looked at it lowly, and suppressed a chuckle until she finally felt him awkwardly staring her, which ended up making her burst out in laughter, grabbing the coke from him in the midst.
‘what? i just have to make sure you don’t end up dropping it on me this time!’ laughing to herself as she snapped back the tab to take a sip, all while choso adorned an embarrassing blush that he tried to hide with a roll of his eyes.
‘don’t even remind me about that…’ moving forward to place his half empty can on the coffee table. ‘i can’t believe that was my first interaction with her, she must think i’m a total loser!’ covering his face as he stared at the ceiling through his fingers.
and with yuki she was never one to sugarcoat things so she hummed in agreement at his last comment, only to see him glare at her through his fingers.
‘what? you don’t possibly think she would have found the guy that poured a cold drink on her to be hot?!’ raising a brow at his sulking.
‘i’m honestly shocked she didn’t end up cursing you out right there infront of everyone.’ chuckling at the image in her mind, of you crashing out on choso while he cowered in fear from you.
and he had to note that down, because remembering all the interactions and confrontations that you’ve had with people over the years. seems like he had bit the the more pleasant side of you.
‘plus, i think you held an okay first impression…’ yuki said with a hopeful tone to her voice, trying to make choso feel better. this made him uncover his face and lighten up from his brooding, only for it to all come crashing down at yuki’s next set of words.
‘i mean who can forget the guy who grabbed her tits the first time they just met!’ laughing in hysteria at the recollection of how stunned you looked and how shameful he had looked right after.
‘oh come on, yuki! i didn’t grab her tits. they were just in the way…’ seeing how he was met with a deadpan look from yuki, he then realised that maybe he might have just been the one in the way and not your tits. groaning in frustration, ‘so she must think i’m a loser and a freaky pervert.’
she smiled at that and tried to suppress the laughter she had knowing that things weren’t as bad as he thought, ‘hm, yeah.’ but doing nothing to try and save or make up choso’s interpretation of his first impression with you.
and choso was going to bite back, only for both of them and the rest of the room to turn their heads over to the sound of broken glass and angry shouts that hollered in the next room over as people moved to see the commotion.
narrowing her eyes, yuki had the sudden revelation and remembered your presence at the party. placing the can on the table in a rush, she stood up and bid choso goodbye, ‘i need to go.’
choso was left stunned, as he tried to get a hold of her and where she was going so quickly. only to end up following her from behind towards the sound of yells and shouts.
on the other side of the frat house, unbeknownst of the trouble that was brewing inside and yet to creep out into their lives. shoko stood leisurely with cigarette in hand, with geto and satoshi by her sides.
‘so what’s your brother up to with name?’ shoko asked as she peered up at satoshi with a slow drag of her cigarette. alternatively, geto perked up from where he was standing, rolling a fat blunt, raising his brow at satoshi as a silent warning to not say anything.
yet, the gesture between the two did not go unnoticed as shoko turned to geto who quickly went back to busing himself with his blunt.
letting out a small sigh, shoko moved the cigarette towards her lips and pulled in a long and slow breath as she stared at satoshi through her eyelashes. calm and uneasily gentle. she was never a woman of many words, and she knew that with satoshi he was bound to crack around her.
shaking his head as he pushed back a few stray hairs from his glasses, he looked away from shoko’s chilling stare and sighed. ‘you can’t let him know that i told you-‘
‘satoshi!’ hearing geto yell and cutting the older gojo twin off, shoko turning to glare at geto as he went back to light up his blunt with a scowl and grimace written all over his face.
‘come on suguru, i thought you were friends with name.’ shoko voiced out in the middle of her smoking, only to hear geto groan and respond.
‘yeah, and you would think that satoru cares more than the next person but he doesn’t.’ moving over from shoko’s side to satoshi’s, patting him on the shoulder. ‘and satoshi here doesn’t have the heart to tell you that because he was his own feelings in the mix of all of this.’
watching as the older gojo glared at geto for alluding to something that he expected him to keep a secret. only to find geto shrug and start smoking his blunt, pointing out to satoshi. ‘you started this by wanting to out your own brother.’ which made satoshi lower his glare after the mention of his earlier instance of betrayal.
however, the very first comment threw shoko off. sure, satoru wasn’t the best guy around in the frat, but would he really play you for a fool? what would he even get from that?-
the sudden revelation had dawned to her but before she could even process it, her thoughts were cut off by the sound of shattering glass and shouts from inside.
turning back, satoshi squinted his eyes at the commotion. ‘what the fuck was that?’ and as quick as the prior revelation had come to her. shoko threw the now maybe 3rd unfinished cigarette of the night on the ground as she tried to rush inside with the mere mention of your name left as a clue to the other two behind her.
several minutes earlier…
you had walked in following gojo to the kitchen island of the frat house where toji and the rest of the team stood amongst a plethora of girls who fawned at each of the players.
and you personally couldn’t blame them, you still had your own heart wrapped around one of them. speaking of which, you watched as sukuna made his way to the kitchen from the hallway with a disgustingly large scowl on his features as he leaned on a nearby wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
seeing your gaze linger over at sukuna who glared at everyone and anyone who even breathed too hard around him. gojo nudged you in the shoulder and passed you a red cup of liquid? giving him a questioning glance as you tore your gaze from sukuna, he read into your skepticism and threw you a massive smile.
‘relax, i’m here to save you. don’t you think 1 more drink will make you feel better?’ swaying the cup infront of your face and frankly you knew you already had enough, but what was one more going to do.
grabbing it from his loose grip, you sighed at its contents and gave him one last judging look. ‘if i get sent to the ER because of this, i’m going to kill you satoru.’
bringing the cup to your lips as he went on to respond, ‘now why would i ever do that to you?’ while you chugged the bitter taste of whatever mixed up alcohol gojo had served you at once.
with his usual charm and casualness, he leaned closer to you and grabbed the empty cup from your hand, asking you in a whisper. ‘feel better?’
and you were sure that sukuna must have seen him from the way you felt him familiarly glaring through the back of your skull. you weren’t the only one though, as gojo gave a sharp look over to sukuna when he ghosted his lips over your ear, staring directly at him making sure he saw.
sukuna on the other hand was about to blow up, furrowed brows and a vein on his temple ready to burst as he felt himself getting off the wall to grab you and take you away elsewhere… that was until yorozu came from nowhere cutting off the used to be empty path between you and him against everyone else.
‘ryo baby!’ she called out to him, loud enough for everyone to hear.
which made you irritatingly turn your head back to see her holding onto one of sukuna’s arms. about to explode yourself now, you narrowed your eyes at her shrunken form that attached herself to holding onto sukuna’s bicep like growing mould.
while ‘ryo’ was stuck frozen under your glowering eyes, all forms of anger had seem to dissipate from him as it had slowly transferred onto you again.
and all sorts of thoughts ran through your mind as you wondered why he wasn’t even trying to push her off or do anything. he just, let her, which made you even more silently enraged as he looked at you for some form of help.
smirking to himself, you felt gojo press his body closer to you and wrap an arm around your shoulder. still unprecedented by yorozu, sukuna and probably all that you’ve had to drink, you were unaware of the image that was being painted to other people who spread whispers and talks to themselves of how you and sukuna seemed to be getting closer with other people tonight.
sensing your anger towards her, yorozu turned to you and shot you a small teasing smile that only made you want to push and pull her by the hair.
‘ah! hi name! i’d didn’t see you there, did you want to talk to ryo?’
speaking in such a casual tone that made your jaw tighten at her audacity to use the same stupid nickname that you used to call sukuna by, well she did too since he dated her first but still. not to mention how incredibly idiotic sukuna looked staring between you and her with an incredulous look.
but you were bitter and not to mention petty.
so you swallowed your anger and pride, sending her an even brighter smile, as you waved her off. ‘oh that’s alright yorozu!’ shocking her at your eerily calm voice, you went ahead to push it even further by grabbing the arm that you found on your shoulder, pushing it down to gojo’s side and mimicking the same way she held onto sukuna.
unaware to the cocky smirk that gojo sent out to sukuna at your actions. ‘i was just about finished with ryo here.’ mocking her and holding onto gojo even tighter as you stared at sukuna right in the eye this time and in a condescending tone.
‘he’s allll yours…’ turning around with gojo still by your side, before she or sukuna could get even a word in.
you walked towards the kitchen island that had a litter of the red cups full of drinks as you told gojo, ‘i need another one of those drinks.’
and who was he to say no, he smiled and scurried off to get you a drink, while you leaned back on a wall. left alone again and as you looked at the people around you, you couldn’t help to stare back at sukuna and yorozu.
she was all over him and he wasn’t even trying to hide that he was enjoying it, sure he kept on glancing at you here and there only to be met with you rolling your eyes.
he should have yelled at her to fuck off like he always does to other people, but that’s the thing. you realised that yorozu wasn’t ’other people’ to him, sure they had broken up and he dated you, but he still had feelings for that insufferable bitch and decided that you were supposed to suffer for it.
cutting you from your thoughts, gojo came back with a pair of red cups, already finishing his off as he offered the other to you.
looking at him and the drink again, you don’t know what overcame you as you stared at the contents of the drink and at him - he wondered though why you were being skeptic a second time when you had already drank it the first time.
sighing you brought the drink to your lips and chugged it just as you did with the first one and before you could even hear gojo’s comment on you being a party animal.
you grabbed him by his collar and crashed your lips onto his. his lips were so warm and they still had the lingering taste of the alcohol he just drank. startled at your bold move, everyone was shocked to watch you initiate something like that with the so called frat king.
and you were going in deep, as you found yourself chasing after the feeling of his lips and the strongly intoxicating taste of alcohol. before you could even get too in control. you felt gojo place the empty cup of his own drink on the kitchen island as he leaned back towards it and snaked his arms around your waist pulling you even closer and turning his head to deepen the kiss with you.
it felt carnal the more the seconds pass, and every onlooker felt like it was bit more than the usual kiss and tell moment that they usually see at a frat party. some people started to record, some people started to tell their friends what was going on and some people were absolutely furious at the sight of it all. completely disregarding their ‘partners’ as they walked away from them.
presently, had it not been for all the alcohol and just the whole tension of tonight you would have had some semblance to care enough to detach yourself from gojo and take this somewhere else, but you wanted people to watch, you wanted him to watch.
and if that meant using gojo to your own whims, then so be it. he was going to do it to you either way and have it the other way around, so why not be the first one to start.
so you let him deepen the kiss, feeling his tongue swipe against your lower lip and trace your back with his hand. slowly reaching out to cup your jaw as he slithered his tongue into your mouth while he lowered your head back to have himself even deeper and impossibly closer to you.
through it all, you could feel the growing bludge next to your core as he moved you deeper into the kiss. honestly you could feel just about everything. his hand that tangled your hair in between his fingers, his other hand that held you by your waist tightly against his chest.
your own hands that wrapped around the expanses of his neck as you felt the tiny follicles around his undercut that made him smile into the kiss every time you slowly grazed them with your fingertips scratching them against his hair.
the obvious growing tent was the least of your worries as he slowly worked the hand that held you by your waist towards your thigh as he lifted you up to make you feel the warmth of his cock against your fully clothed core, he wanted you so bad but you knew better than to let him have anymore than this.
and frankly your weren’t the only one as you both heard the sound of glass shattering from next to you that caused you to stop your overly public display of affection. both turning towards what caused the right amount of distress to interrupt your actions.
you raised an inquisitive brow, it was sukuna and he seemed to be shaking in pure rage as he held onto the shattered half of a big bottle of beer. narrowing his eyes at the sight of you and gojo still holding onto each other, he pointed the bottle square at you both and gruffly spoke as everyone looked at him in fear and confusion.
‘why don’t you continue?! you guys seemed very happy with yourselves to provide some fucking entertainment tonight.’ and gojo being gojo was teasing at the thought, reaching out back to you again to kiss you just hear sukuna yell out.
‘don’t you fucking dare gojo.’ pointing and staring straight at him.
and watching the whole thing unfold from infront of you kinda pushed you to get sober because seeing sukuna angry was one thing, but seeing him angry with a glass bottle in his hand was a whole other thing.
yet, even though a strong survival instinct was enstilled in you and the rest of the people watching, you still had the best of your other emotions speaking for you.
‘oh what the hell sukuna?! you’re getting mad over this!?’ detaching yourself from gojo, who already missed your touch as he tried to hold you close, just for you to let go of him and walk over to sukuna.
‘i should be holding onto that glass bottle and pointing it at you!’ scoffing at your response, sukuna waved the bottle and now turned to you.
‘oh really now? you think you’re worth all of this name? you think that you can just waltz into people’s lives and play them for a fool.’
looking around, you noticed that people weren’t just recording or people watching, they were invested and some of them scared at what was about to unfold not knowing that nothing serious was actually going to happen.
not only that, you watched as shoko and yuki came in from wherever they were with the rest of the people who were elsewhere when they heard the the ruckus being caused inside.
but it was you who stared at sukuna in disbelief and utter disappointment. ‘so now i’m playing people like a fool?’ laughing at his utter nonsense dryly, ‘is that supposed to make me laugh?’
you stared at yorozu who stood frozen in some form of humiliation at what was going on, and you smiled.
smiled at all of this and just the utter stupidity of what had been going on in your life for the past couple of weeks because of her.
because at the very least, she could probably see the difference between you and her now.
‘like can you believe it sukuna? i guess you really are a fool then.’ turning back to him. ‘telling me that i’m the only girl you’ve ever loved, the only one you’ve ever cared about.’ speaking in a sweetly condescending tone, with each passing moment.
making sure you not only outed sukuna but plunged it deep into yorozu that there were things that you and sukuna shared that she could only dream of.
‘the only girl you told your mother about.’ knowing that would particularly sting with yorozu, knowing she was never the girl you’d bring home proudly.
but blame it on the alcohol for the nth time tonight, because damn were you tired and so irrefutably upset over all of this. you could care less at this point if people were talking about you or wondered why you were acting like this. it just wasn’t worth it anymore, it never was.
and it was like shoko said, ‘give it two weeks’ and whatever drama that happened tonight would be offset by the next big thing. so you continued, knowing that you never knew when again you’d get the opportunity to be this petty and vengeful.
‘oh, i love you name! i want you for the rest of my life! i want to live with you! have my babies!’
you watched as sukuna’s anger and facade break as he felt a sudden wave of embarrassment. ‘aww, does that all sound familiar to you, suki?’ really rubbing it in, as you leaned over the kitchen island closer to him and where he had shattered the bottle. grabbing it from him with the now loose grip he had.
you waved the bottle in your hand as you played with the dripping liquid on the island counter, right then you heard sukuna mutter.
‘and i regret it all.’
acting like you didn’t hear him so he could repeat himself, you didn’t even look up from swirling and finding the liquid more entertained than him. ‘hm, what was that?’
‘i said. i fucking regret it all. i never even want to see your face again.’
and damn that did sting out of everything else you had both said tonight. but you couldn’t voice that out, you had a reputation at hand.
being you, you gave him one last look over and pulled his face towards you. giving him a similar kiss to the cheek like the one gojo gave you.
in shock at your insanity at this point, as you smiled at sukuna’s wide eyes expression. you stared at him with a hint of melancholy and sentiment, pushing it aside and bidding him a public goodbye, ‘your loss.’
all eyes were on you and what you had done tonight as you left the room, in a way finally leaving sukuna alone for good too.
passing right next to where shoko and yuki were standing, they noticed the cracks in your public front and they followed you outside. once you were out of sight, you felt yourself break down into yuki’s shoulder, as she tried to calm you down with a soft rub of her hand across your back. shoko turning to you and asking through it all.
‘wanna go home?’
and there was nothing more that you wanted to hear right now after everything than that.
bonus:
unaware to what happened the moment you left the kitchen, everyone was left stunned and to their own feelings for the night.
‘party’s over.’ toji yelled out as he realised the shift in atmosphere that definitely couldn’t be fixed after all that.
and even then, people couldn’t argue with him. what more did they want after watching that.
chuckling to himself as he watched people pack up and leave, he had to hand it to him. sure, sukuna was his friend but there’s no one in his lifetime that has ever been able to handle his ass better than you, and for that he gives you a little bit more respect.
author’s note: not really happy with the ending, since it feels a bit abrupt. also not really proof read to the highest degree ‼️‼️
but other than that did you catch the anime references? man this was so so so much fun to write, YET difficult too - was hit with writer’s block sm, still i just love how it turned out in terms of the descriptions and just overall writing flow, except for that ending.
there's ONE more part to this that i want to do to finalise the whole story and end it all!! but you’ll have to wait till after i graduate 💔💔
though i feel like you guys already know what I'm planning... 😋
but i also gotta finish it off with major MAJOR thanks and credit to everyone who gave me wonderful ideas in the comments of part one, they really helped me out in navigating a good storyline for what was going to be dropped right after it came out! most especially to @alebrasil0101, @ejk1, @lillycore!!!
also never in my life have i watched an american football game or even been to one… this and parties + i’ve never even been drunk or will be considering my personal life 😭🤣 so take everything with a grain of salt, you’re girl was STRUGGLINGGGG
all in all, i think this was a good one and i hope you guys enjoy it just as much and that it was worth the wait 🤞🤞
Sukuna hated how sharp your tone got whenever you were upset with him. It was obvious too and you were the only one in the estate who could be as petty. he clears his throat before speaking, his gaze avoiding yours, “Wife.”
The first time the two of you crossed paths in two days and you looked at him as if you wanted nothing to do with him. The maids couldn’t even cut a grape with how tense the air was. Him avoiding your eyes only made you click your tongue and bow.
Moving to walk past him, he turns around just as quickly, frantically grabbing your wrist, “WAIT!”
Eyes widened, breaths were caught, and you were annoyed.
clearing his throat once more, he lowers his voice immediately, “wait. please.”
now you’re sitting in his chambers, on his large bed, your hands rested in your lap gracefully. your gaze sharp enough to make the room feel smaller, he stands before you nervously looking everywhere but at you.
“I’m sorry.” he lets out quietly, opening his mouth to continue, “I shouldn’t have shouted at you like that. when you clearly worried.”
he glances at you in between words, feeling like a puddle under the weight of your gaze, sweat beads at the corner of his temples, worried you would dismiss him, he continues. “I was frustrated and took it out on you.”
He looks up from your feet, a falter of your expression no where to be seen, he kneels in front of you, gently taking the back of your hands into his palms, “I may not deserve your forgiveness,”
his thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your wrists, “But I would love it if you found it in your heart to forgive a fool like me once more.”
he dips his head into the palms of the hands smaller than his, his eyes closed, eyelashes kissing the middle of your hands as he pressed himself there, awaiting for your forgiveness.
a small huff leaves you, followed by a defeated sigh. your fingers curl into his face, cupping gently. you lift up his chin, his ruby red eyes meeting yours as they looked at you with such longing.
you find yourself leaning down to press a soft kiss to the corner of his eye, a small sign of your grace.
The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but tug at the feeling, leaning into the palm of your hand while he melts into your touch.
in which the men turn to the AITA subreddit for opinions on their relationship disputes. the comments aren't always the most...supportive
warnings: just fluff and crack, some cursing, some sexual language, prob not the most accurate depiction of reddit (I am not familiar with the platform so I did my best lol), non curse au mostly, NOT PROOFREAD (this was a pain to edit you don't even know so I don't want to hear it)
featuring: Gojo, Geto, Choso, Toji, Nanami, Sukuna
sneak peak of my part 2 to 'cheater | ryomen sukuna x reader' fic coming soon!
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‘i can't believe that THAT was my first interaction with her! she must think i'm a total loser.’ covering his face as he stared up through his fingers at the ceiling.
and with yuki she was never one to sugarcoat things so she hummed in agreement at his last comment, only to see him glare at her through his fingers.
'what? you don't possibly think she would have found the guy that poured a cold drink on her to be hot?! i'm honestly shocked she didn't end up cursing you out right there infront of everyone?'
and he had to note that down, remembering all the interactions and confrontations that you've had with people over the years, seems like he had bit the the more pleased side of you.
'plus, i think you held an okay first impression..?’ this made him uncover his face and lighten up from his brooding, only for it to come right back down at yuki's next set of words.
"i mean who can forget the guy who touched her boobs already!' laughing in hysteria at the recollection of how stunned you looked and how shameful he had looked right after.
'don't even fucking remind me. she must think i'm a loser AND a freaky pervert!’
dwindling down in her laughter, 'hm, yeah!’ doing nothing to try and save or make up choso's first impression with you.
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full part out now!
author’s note: choso and reader have met each other 👀👀👀
very very close to finishing the fic, just need to finalise the last few bits and proofread!! i’m so excited but look so scared of how you guys will react to it knowing i probs made you wait for straight up bs😭😭😭
blade who thinks that watching you from afar after centuries pass since he went by the name of yingxing is more than enlightening to his yearning heart.
blade who thinks that bestowing you a mysterious and anonymous bouquet of red spider lillies is a romantic gesture.
blade who believes that he is undeserving of you in this state, content on being able to haunt the narrative of your love life by eliminating anyone who he does not see fit to be your partner.
blade who thinks he’s doing the aeon’s work by making sure that anyone who disrespects you never gets the chance to do so again.
blade who finds himself unconsciously spending his days off tracking you down wherever you are doing your ipc duties.
blade who is aware of the troublesome situation that he will subject you to if he lingers too close that it warrants the ipc catching him. yet, is forever tempted to reach out and consume you in his mara when he finds himself invested in the intricacies of your everyday life.
blade who feels yingxing crack through his stellaron exterior one day when he sees you point him out in a crowd during one of his stalking endeavours.
blade who feels yingxing’s feelings bloom at the mere sight of your smile that is directed to him for the first time since many centuries.
blade who falters each time you look at him as yingxing and not as the man who has killed numerous enemies and foes that should sanction to instil fear and disgust in your eyes.
blade who realises that for each time he buried yingxing in the past, you continue to bring him out of his grave through delicately precise fateful encounters.
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