To fall in love with a God who's heart belongs to someone else.
Nanami's oh-so-deeply in love yet he knows Gojo's heart can never be his. Those eyes will never look at him the same way they do on that ghost. Those soft warm lips will never touch his so he'll settle for the hard cold marble.
a/n: It took me one tweet, ONE, to get hooked on this ship. also, disclaimer ig: Nanami is the same age here as he is in the anime. it gets a bit spicy towards the end but nothing explicit. anyway, enjoy!
āWhatās wrong? Never seen a non-sorcerer fight so well?ā
A devilish grin was gracing Tojiās face as he wiped some of the blood from his face with the back of his hand. He put a hand on his hip and cocked his head to the side, waiting for Nanamiās response. The latter immediately knew what he was running into. What he interrupted. Something he probably shouldnāt have seen. But it was too late. He was a witness now.
He had heard of the sorcerer killer before but never thought heād just run into him in a sketchy alleyway. And he had no idea he would look thisā¦hot. Wearing a tight black shirt that showed off all his muscles and was stained with blood and sweat from the fight before. His messy hair falling into his face, parts of it clinging to his skin. The dim lighting of the street lights enhanced his handsome features surprisingly well. Toji was only a tiny bit taller than Nanami but his dangerous presence and wide build made it seem like he was towering over him. Nanamiās eyes wandered over his upper body for a second time. He stared at how big and muscular Tojiās arms and chest were. Oh, what he would give toā
No, focus!
He should probably run or fight for his life. The man before him would definitely not show mercy, that much was clear. His eyes were cold and devoid of any compassion. Quite the opposite of Nanami who was known to care deeply about others, even if he didnāt show it sometimes.
āHey! Cat got your tongue?ā
Toji furrowed his brows in confusion because the sorcerer had been staring at him for a good while. Nanami snapped out of his trance and tried to think of any kind of response. Before he could open his mouth, the man laying at Tojiās feet whimpered, fighting for whatās left of his life.
āHuh? Oh!ā
Annoyed and slightly surprised, Toji looked down at him. His lips stretched into a taunting smile as he put a foot up on the manās head and leaned down.
āWow, I did not expect you to come back from this. Good job!ā
He mocked him and rammed his sword in his chest, without hesitation. Finally, the man stopped struggling and lied still underneath Tojiās foot. He looked at Nanami again and slowly made his way over to him. Nanami was slightly trembling. That man killed someone in front of his eyes, yet he couldnāt help but admire his chest and waist again. It was as if Toji enchanted him. His body looked like it was carved by Michelangelo himself. What would it take for him to be able to explore every square inch of Toji? How far would he have to go?
Purposefully invading Nanamiās personal space, Toji leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
āNow, where were we?ā
āI-ā
What was going on? Never in his life did Nanami feel this paralyzed by someoneās presence. Was he going to die here? Even if it was by Tojiās strong hands, there was no way he could leave his life behind him now. Itās too soon.
Toji ignored his stuttering and held up his blade to Nanamiās throat. With his other hand, he grabbed his waist and pulled him closer.
āAre you not even gonna give me a fight? I thought you sorcerers were always ready to kill. Especially when you caught someone right in the act.ā
His tone was mocking which Nanami could not stand. Of course he was ready to fight! It simply took him a moment to regain his composure.
āIf I wanted to kill you, youād be dead by now.ā, he threatened, making direct eye contact.
āHm, then why donāt you wanna kill me?ā
Nanami desperately tried to keep his expression blank and unreadable. It seemed he failed miserably.
āAwe, donāt tell me you find me too attractive to kill?ā
Turning his head away, Nanami simply scoffed. How dare he? Trying to insult Nanami by insinuating something like this. Even though it was absolutely true.
āI saw you checking me out earlier, you know? I thought maybe you were trying to figure out my next move. But your red ears and cheeks tell me otherwise.ā
Nanami forced himself to look at him but my god, he wished the ground would swallow him whole. What was he doing? This was not a man he should be interested in. This is a man he should stay away from, as far as possible. He was a murderer with no regards for other peopleās well being. Nanami had been attracted to questionable people in the past but never people who were immoral or whose jobs included being an actual assassin.
āYou donāt know anything about me.ā, he spoke through gritted teeth. At least he said something. Toji leaned in closer, his lips dangerously close to Nanamiās.
āI know enough.ā
Nanami bashfully looked to the side. Toji was still so close to him. His voice was low and seductive, it made his knees weak.
āLook, pretty boy, I usually just kill my targets and people who are in my way. Youāre neither. So, what do you say, we continue this somewhere else?ā
What?!
Nanami snapped his head around, almost kissing Toji in the process, who pulled away in time.
No no no, he needed to fight him. Or at least report his whereabouts to someone. But if he did that, there was no chance in hell they were ever going to meet like this again. And as much as Nanami hated to admit it, this was a once in a lifetime chance for him. He could always report him later. After he had seen what was under that black shirt and what those wide pants were hiding.
āHow do I know you wonāt hurt or kill me?ā
Toji grinned.
āOh, donāt worry about that. Iāll only hurt you in the ways you like. Besides, how do I know you wonāt rat me out, huh?ā
Nanami gulped. Please donāt let this be the reason for him to leave. But it looked like Nanami got lucky since Toji answered his own question.
āThe answer is simple. Iāve seen the way you look at me. And your body language speaks volumes. Youāre way too desperate to pass up this opportunity.ā
Shit.
He was right. He was desperate.
āCāmon, all you have to say is āyesā and Iām yours for tonight. Or rather, youāre mine.ā
Nanami took a shaky breath in and placed his hand on the back of Tojiās neck. In return, Toji lowered his blade, already anticipating Nanamiās next move. So, without the blade in the way, he pulled Toji in for a sloppy, messy kiss. As they both pulled away, Toji licked his lips and put on the most charming and flirtatious smile Nanami had ever seen on a person.
āIāll take that as a yes.ā
He pulled Nanami close by his waist and kissed him hungrily, causing him to whimper in response. Without thinking, Nanami placed his other hand on Tojiās cheek. An almost sweet gesture if it wasnāt for Tojiās hand going lower and lower at the same time. He needed to feel him. He needed to be with him. Something about this reserved blondie drew him in. He couldnāt quite put his finger on it. Maybe it was the way he slightly arched his back to lean in closer to him. Or the fact that heād rather have sex with the sorcerer killer than fight him. One thing was for sure, Toji was going to enjoy every single second of that night.
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