chimera - gojo satoru x reader (ANGST, fluff) - (ON HOLD - REWRITING)
loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
stay n cook - chef!sukuna x wife!reader (just fluff)
a drabble collection of moments shared by devoted husband and chef sukuna whose life mission is to make sure his forgetful and over-working wife is fed. their obsession with each other is just a bonus.
Maki has heard more about your husband than her tasks for today, it's been a week since she joined your firm and after completing her induction she was appointed as an intern in your team. she sees that you are always smiling your cheeks full you glow like you bathe in milk everyday. Your eyes barely have any bags under them despite your work pressure, she has seen the things they put you through. on her first day you gave her some cookies before lunch and you have these mini sandwiches that tastes too good to be true for evening snacks, which you graciously shared with her, you were also on a video call with a kid during your break apologizing for not being able to pick him up from his preschool, she wonders if you are a superwoman to manage work prepare such delicious food and stay sane while raising a kid. some of her observations were not accurate because when days went by she heard about how the kid is actually your nephew, not your child. and you actually have a chef husband who prepares all your meals and snacks, she learned he also packs you a bento for lunch. she thinks he must be slender, sleek and put together just like how you are, she looks forward to seeing this man everyone gushes about.
lunch time rolls around, she is trying to find yuta so they can go for lunch together when she finds a big, too tall, too muscular man at the lobby. She was surprised, who is this man, his looks screams effortless he looks like he walked out the gym straight into the office lobby and he is sitting there like he owns the place, like he is so familiar with it. That's when she sees you walking over to him with a smile, she has seen you smile before, you are always kind and throw smiles at her throughout the day but its like this person pays a premium fee to unlock this smile because it is different from your usual smile, your eyes are squinted, your smile is bashful. Must be a good friend. Maybe this friend will have lunch with you and your husband. But she is shocked when you leap into the man's arms and kiss his cheek, your arms around his neck. She did not think you were that kind of person, she has always despised cheaters, her dad was weirdly close to her mom's friend and she was 15 when she understood why. She shakes her head, no matter what you give and what you do a cheater is a cheater but she expected better from you and why are you so brave doing it in the office like that.
Yuta noticed maki's silence "hey you ok?", he asks passing some of his pickled radish to maki, she likes it. "Its just weird, people can be so... different from what we expect them to be", she sighs pushing around the rice. "did something happen?", yuta asks concerned. "i just saw something", when yuta rauses his eyebrows she explains what she saw in the lobby "i don't usually talk about people like this but considering you tell me how sweet her husband is, i did not expect her to do this", yuta's confusion still remains unsolved so he shrugs. "you don't like pda?", he asks making maki scoff. "pda? I don't care. pda with a sidechick when your husband adores you yes?", she says going back to pushing around her rice. "sidechick who? the man you saw? with the tatoos? too tall for his own good?", he asks and maki nods. she is more annoyed when he starts laughing hysterically "oh sukuna would hate you so much", he wheezes between his laugh. "what?" "that is her husband dummy", maki os mortified her cheeks so red from embarrassment. "But you said he is a chef, the man i saw looked like he...", "he just came out of a marathon?", maki nods at his question. "thats because he runs here, 'run' for me a jog for him", he then explains how sukuna takes a jog from his restaurant to your office to feed you the food in the nearby park before jogging back to work - just so you could have your food hot while sneaking in a small cardio session. All maki could think about right now was well, how weird, people can be so different from what we expect them to be.
"Mr. Yamaguchi how are your grandkids", you enquire the man as sukuna packs the empty bento. after your short conversation with the kind old mam you befriended because of your frequent lunch time visits to the park, "sukuna", he pulls your leg over his lap and slightly presses over it like he is massaging your legs making you let out a sigh. "i have an idea", he raises his eyebrow lightly. "what if- just hear me out ok - what if we make an instagram account and post videos of you preparing my bento, it will be a hit", sukuna is least interested but he likes to humour you. "I'm not sticking a go pro on my head like a stupid-" "i have a perfect solution", he rolls his eyes, you are going to say something out of ordinary and he prepares himself for that. "You are huge, i will cling to your back, like we see in dramas and i will shoot the videos", you say making him look at you like you have grown a second nose. "so you are telling me, you will wake up 20 minutes early everyday so you can shoot videos and not run around screeching 'kuna i'm late today too drop me please i'm too frustrated to drive'", and that makes you shut up. "Oh, that's a concern", you pop a candy into your mouth. "that's what i thought", he is done massaging you and he is ready to stand up but you're dramatic. "don't leave me", you lean your head on his chest. if there is one thing about sukuna he loves pda, he loves you and he wants everyone to know that he loves you, you are his wife and if his wife is lying on him like he is a mattress you better not roll your eyes because he will fight you, you can gauge your eyes out if it bothers you.
"darling i have to go, i'll be late", he says and you pout "you'll be late too", he runs his hand through your hair, smoothing it down. "bring your car tomorrow, you don't have to rush if you have your car", you say picking on the lint. "we gotta save the planet baby", he says making you smack his chest.
Later maki sees you peck his lips as he drops you off, when sukuna cups your face as you smooch him she sees the wedding ring glint on his finger and she also notices the glint in his eyes as he looks at you. Maki does not believe in love but if there is love, it might look like you and your husband and she wishes someday she can have something like this too.
heyyy i'm still alive and really contemplating rewriting chimera because its sooo rushed and some parts are so??? So i think i'll start it from scratch and make sure the parts are detailed longer and actually make sense
Hi! I really like the Chimera fic, although I honestly haven't read it from the beginning, so I missed it this weekend. I'll definitely catch up (work is killing me. Help! I got in at 8:30 a.m. and left at 8:30 p.m.).
ahhh ok that's completely alright. more power to you to get through work hope today is a good day!! And 8:30 -8:30???? who is making you work that hard and who do i have to fight???
chimera: a strange, horrible, or impossible idea or figment of the imagination
Summary: loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader
Tags: gojo x reader, unrequited love (the other way), ANGST, sfw, really down bad reader, PINING, i feel so bad for them both, gojo redemption arc. MY BABY. he falls first, he falls harder, he keeps falling.
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Satoru has enough time to reflect on a lot of things when he is trapped. he thinks about the passage of his life, you and more about you.
young gojo had a love hate relationship with his power, the servants in his beck and call to do as he wanted and the freedom and power buzzing in his veins was something gojo liked. But for a kid it gets lonely, he sometimes laid awake wondering about the 'what ifs' he wondered how different life would be if he was not the bearer of six eyes and infinity, would he have time to play with the other kids in the park he walks by? would he have friends? would he stay with his mother and father? will his mom cook his breakfast and wake him up, get him ready for school? would she kiss him goodbye? would she welcome him home with something freshly cooked?
he grew up with some mantras etched in his mind. you are strong, you are gojo, you should not have any weakness, anything that makes you weak is enemy. but you, oh you made his knees weak. he still remembers the first glance you threw his way. The sun shining over your skin making it glow like you are venus herself. your eyes are squinted your mouth is open in a large smile, your hair is messy, some strands falling in front of your face, some even got into your mouth and you pry them out laughing more. he still remembers the echoes of your giggles ringing through his ears. if he closes his eyes and tries to recount the moment, he won't remember that shoko and suguru were literally talking his ear off, he won't remember haibara almost falling over the table from whatever joke you told. the only thing gojo would remember is you, your eyes, your smile and the magical echoes of your laughter.
He wishes he could go back, go back in time to live it one more time, watch you laugh one more time, fall in love with you all over again one more time.
If he is honest, he is lying.
One time would be wonderful but would it satiate his thirst? no. gojo wishes to find you in every dimension, where you are older than him, younger than him, wiser than him, stronger than him, where you are a flower and he is a rock by your feet, where you are a bird and he is the reliable branch you choose to make your home, where you are the water lilly and he is the drops of water who is blessed enough to stay on you for hours before withering down into the depth of the lake where he will spend the rest of his time trying to be closer to you, he wants to meet you again and again wherever you are, whatever you might be and fall in love all over again and again so he can feel the rush again. Can he have this with anyone else? no. if there is a dimension where he did not find you, gojo wishes he has the power to erase its existence. A place where his devotion is not directed towards you is a dimension not worth existing.
when this realisation hit gojo, he is sweating, he is slamming suguru's door open. He is sitting there blabbering poetry about how your eyes shine when you smile and how your breathing changes when you get excited. Suguru does not judge, he knows its new for gojo, he lets him talk and thats all he wanted, a place where he can bare his beart.
After that suguru would usually call you to sit next to them during lunch where gojo would just look at him wide eyed, trying to act casual gojo usually ends up saying the wrong thing which never failed to make you giggle, atleast he made you smile, he can do that again if you want to and again for a good measure.
He remembers that night in your room, after you lost haibara, after he lost suguru he sits in your room, his legs under your warm blanket, he wishes to lay his head down for a minute and forget everything in existence and you offer your hand when he does so, gojo remembers there is one thing worth remembering even if he forgets everything. when his breathing is steady and his mind slips from reality and merges into a colourless state where he remembers only you, your hand holding onto him as he slips, anchoring him.
He asks if he can ask you something. He feels you turn around to face him as you are lying next to him. "Yes satoru, anything", one more thing gojo can never get over is, you never called him gojo, never. You said it made him sound distant. He wants to be close to you, never distant so he marvels in the little closeness of you calling him satoru provides him. "I have a confession", gojo is sitting up suddenly not letting go of your hands. You are standing up, taking your place next to your bed, holding onto both of satoru's hands. he confesses, gets rejected. All he wants to do in that moment is hold on to your hands and say "don't go far, ill be lost without you, there is no home when you are not in it", but all he could do was bury himself in your embrace and you were still kind enough to provide him refuge.
When he is released a lot has happened. You were still unconscious when he was trapped inside, sukuna smugly reassured that there was no trace of mana in you anymore and mana would never be able to threaten you again. Not even a day after your much awaited freedom from mana gojo was not able to see you awake before he had to leave for shibuya.
Now he is breathing, he is out and the date for his fight with sukuna has been set.
He clears his throat, Utahime raises her eyebrow at him. satoru is scared shitless, he does not want to ask the question because he hates that the answer could completely break him. "how is she, have you seen her", he asks and his voice comes out breathy. Utahime is looking down at her fidgeting hands. "We don't know where she is.." that was enough to get the man to his knees, he dies not know how he manages to balance himself till he finds a seat. "We could not find her anywhere after you got sealed, we don't know where she is", satoru's breathing is uneven. Where are you. Do you hate him? Hate the fact that you manipulated into loving him.
He feels like a leech dipped in salt, his hands shaking, how can he be the hope of the next generation when he feels like he cannot stand straight without crumbling from the thought of you. He needs you. Utahime excuses herself to give gojo his moment. Its been a minute? an hour? he does not know its like he is back in the wretched seal, he wishes he was back in there and not in a world where he has no idea where you are. He rubs against his face till its red, his eyes bloodshot ready to brim with salty tears any moment.
Just then, he feels it, feels the presence which is undoubtedly you, he is up from his seat ready to seek you, even if you wish to say you hate his guts. Not even a second later, a weight crashes onto him, legs wrapping around his waist and hands clinging to his neck. He is overwhelmed with the scent that is so you, he breathes in like he has never before, wishes to bask in the smell so he can realise it is you, even if he is imagining this, a sick pleasure he gifts himself. "I love you", the voice whispers. "Love you satoru, love you, you, just me , me nobody else i love you so much i would doe without you, again, i would die of you leave me again", you are a blabbering mess, your hair sticking to his face because of your wet tears. he wishes it stays there forever, his whimpers, his knees weakening he falls to the ground, a protective hand placed over your head even though it is him who is taking the fall. He is crying, holding onto you, his anchor. "I knew you would come back, i did not want to see anyone else but you", you are lissing his cheeks, a slobbering mess from your tears. "don't leave me again, ever again, i cannot do this one more time you hear me", your voice is coming out as choked bits. "I love you, i love you so much", he keeps whispering, he keeps chanting, like the more he says it the more your time with him would extent. "I would love you in every world satoru", your lips are on his and he feels like the ground beneath him has fallen even though he is not standing. He lets out a sob he is embarrassed by but he continues to kiss you through your tears. "Love you", he mumbles through the kiss. "don't ever leave me again, i will bring you back to life just to kill you with my own hands", you whisper. "don't threaten me with a good time", he chuckles pulling your form closer. As his lips worship yours he realises something.
If there is a dimension where satoru is the strongest soldier in the realm and you are the bluntest axe ever, he would lay his head down for you to cut till you see blood and he would smile as you take him down because he is weak, he is weak for you and there is nothing he will do to change it. he hopes to always hold onto his favorite weakness, his dearest doom. as you smile at him, satoru could only chuckle through his tears, as he lays pecks on your lips, he only pulls back long enough to whisper "love you, my waterloo", before leaning back in to rain more kisses on you, his forever.
A/N: something good for these two after 8 chapters 😭 but the fight has already been set so we all know where that is going....
physics professor!gojo x financial management professor!reader
gojo's phone pings with a message, he rolls around groaning, the light from the phone wakes him up. he notices that its 1 am why is geto texting him at this hour.
there is a spotify link for a song.
'signal by twice'.
another message follows with just the words 'you everyday' and that just confuses sleepy gojo more. with a scrunched face he types '??' before dropping his phone on his chest. as the phone raises and goes down because of his breathing there is another ping.
this time its the link for a lyrics page. gojo sleep is long gone now, he rolls onto his stomach, he open the link to find the lyrics for the twice song, reading just the lyrics does not make sense so he plays the song.
he chuckles as it starts and as the song progresses gojo is a giggling mess. he goes back to geto's chat and spams him with crying face emoji before replying 'gold bro how did you even think of this' 'my anthem' 'so me' and he goes back to listen to the song ten times, he sleeps with it playing in his earphones.
On the other side, your phone has also been pinging for the past twenty minutes with multiple notifications, you are not giggling though, someone has circulated your review form that you use to get feedbacks from your students and now there are multiple girls giving you 1 stars and saying things like 'professor lack professionalism' 'dresses provacatively' 'weirdo' 'you are not even that good' and you are confused because none of these people are enrolled in your classes. "can you help me with the forms tomorrow", you are whining to utahime and she agrees obviously. "i don't understand why anyone would do this to me", you continue to whine. after your call ended utahime lets out a sigh "how clueless is she".
gojo is so excited when lunch comes up, he is sending off his students with a smile and they can already guess why he is all giggly, everybody in his classes AND your classes knows this man is obsessed with you, except you, oh clueless you. he is rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, messing up his hair slightly, a goofy smile is already on his face as he ushers geto towards A6 where you will be right now eating your lunch.
he chews on his overly sweet coffee's straw as he spots you on your usual table, hair a mess, biting on your sandwich and leaning over to see utahime type on your laptop.
he cannot wait to send you more signals today, you just need some time to notice and he has no problem waiting.
A/N: help me!! should this be a fic or little drabbles of multiple moments. OR SHOULD I JUST GIVE UP ON THIS IDEA???
chimera: a strange, horrible, or impossible idea or figment of the imagination
Summary: loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader
Tags: gojo x reader, unrequited love (the other way), ANGST, sfw, really down bad reader, PINING, i feel so bad for them both, gojo redemption arc. MY BABY. he falls first, he falls harder, he keeps falling.
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Satoru has been trying to keep you at arms length but still around him to make sure you are safe, you have been staying with him, he has kept a respectful and safe distance, but breakfast lunch and dinner it is always something you loved or remember mentioning to shoko that you wanted to try in your life.
You are on the kitchen island eating your breakfast, the best avocado toast you have ever had in your life, satoru enters the house. "where were you?", you ask and his demeanor changes, he is smiling slightly trying to put back his keys on the key hook and he slips three times before he succeeds and he nervously walks into the room, its always like this, him on eggshells around you. "Please be normal, this is making me guilty", you sigh continuing to eat the toast. "Dwid you mwake wese", you ask mid chew and he chuckles, he sits next to you on the chair and nod. "you like that?" "i'd eat it everyday for the rest of my life", you say and he just smiles "no it would be too much for you" "no, this is just what i want, don't care if its too much", maybe you are both not talking about the sandwich.
you think gojo has been relaxing a bit after you started staying with him and you are glad, later in the evening when you are trying to read a book utahime called you to catch up because shoko updated her but she did not understand shit. "so he loves you", your face is red but you let out a "mmhm", and let utahime ponder for a minute. "but you don't love him, you only think you love him because you are manipulated by the curse in you", you let out another hum leaning against the bed frame. "makes sense", she says and your jaw is wide open. "just like that? it took me three days and multiple crying sessions that made me pass out to accept this", you say and look up at the ceiling to try and control the tears, its still sensitive, you cannot believe you don't actually love him. its just not possible. "it never made sense to me, imagine the number of chances you gave that douche that's not something normal you would do", she says and you let your mind wander. if you forget everything that happened till today will you still love satoru, will you be ok with not loving him, just thinking about not having feelings for satoru makes your chest ache a bit. suddenly you feel something wet on your lips and you touch it and all you see is blood allover your hand. "shit, fuck", you stand up and the drops of blood are making a mess on the floor and you feel your head hurt. satoru runs into the room hearing you curse and his hands starts shaking as soon as he sees blood on your face and some on the floor, you touching your nose did not help at all because you're entire face is smeared with blood now and satoru thinks he is going to faint. "no, no no no no", he says as he rushes to hold you close. "its my nose, just my nose", you say as he sits you down on the bed, his hands are still shaking and just then you feel zaps of his cursed energy and suddenly there's no blood. none. nothing on your face or your hands, "wait what?", you are looking at your hands checking the back. "how did you do that", he shrugs. "i don't know its an instinct at this point, i see you hurt my body goes into autopilot to do this", you are slowly nodding. "okay... but blood? where did my blood go?", you ask and he is also clueless. "i don't know actually, when i use it on myself the blood does not go anywhere, but when i do on you the blood also vanishes" "wait, you saved me", you say confusing him. "when you hit me with red, because of mana you saved me after that?", you say and his eyes are wide as he nods. "lets not talk about that", he stands up. "i still feel kinda dizzy", you and your white lies to make him stay. he is next to you the next minute "you have to stay longer it might come back", you say making him sigh and lean back on the chair he found in the corner of the room. as you sit there chewing on your lips another realisation hits you. "WAIT", you exclaim making satoru jump slightly. "you also bought me those sour candies that day when i was helping yuji", you nod like you have solved a puzzle and satoru is standing up "no idea what you are talking about, i will go get a more comfortable pillow for you to lean on", he says walking out of the room with a red face.
The next day, you and satoru are walking in the halls of the school, the first years are back after a mission satoru sent them to and he is going to hear all about what happened and you will be there because... frankly because the man is too terrified to let you out of his sight. "oh gojo sensei you're early, oh you are here to sensei", they are nice enough to enthusiastically greet you, nobara is gushing over how good the brownies were and how your shoes look great, she invites you for a day of shopping which you agree to. "back to what's important", satoru sits down on his chair before realising you are there too but he sees that you're already resting on a desk your legs folded. he tries very hard to hide his smile, you could breathe and satoru would have this urge to combust.
after discussing the mission and dramatically showing how yuji and nobara fought this two curses that just refused to die, satoru is treating you all to sushi, he just had to take a 10 minute break before that to go bother nanami. as you watch the first years goof around suddenly sukuna's mouth appears on yuji's face, just like the other day. "that curse is playing with you huh, told you she is not good news", he says with a smug voice and e slaps a hand over the mouth only for it to appear on his hand. "i have a solution to get rid of her from you, you won't die.. if i wanted to", you are interested now. "that's possible?", you ask. "sensei don't talk to him", yuji says trying to get rid of the mouth. "tch brat learn to shut up, i'd help you for nothing because i hate the bitch more than anyone", sukuna says a wicked grin on that mouth. "i'm not sure, i have to talk to satoru" "talk to satoru about what", he enters the room right on time to see you standing there pale, with sukuna speaking freely. "everything alright?", he is next to you in an instant. "i'm just helping little bird here to get rid of the curse that's making her love you, you wouldn't like that would you?", he says with a sinister laugh following right after. "pay no attention to what he says" "oh i know what you want, you want her to be deceived as your little pet till the days she dies, we know she wouldn't turn to look at you if it wasn't for the curse, pathetic", he spat and satoru's hands are in a fist. "talk, tell me how that is possible, i looked into every way but everybody told me that's not possible without killing her in the process", satoru says you hold onto him because this is escalating fast. "The brat has eaten four fingers? that's enough for me to get her out of you birdie, only doing this because i wanna kill that damned curse myself, gotta avenge something", he says and satoru actually considers it. Sukuna has no business messing with you so he is thinking about agreeing.
You are lying on the bed, eyes wide open, breathing uneven because of your nervousness, you stand up to go knock on satoru's door and it is not locked actually, after hearing his come in you slowly open it to see him sitting on his bed, "i can't sleep", you say clutching his door. "Oh" is all he says. "can i come in? can we talk for sometime", you say making him nod. "so tomorrow huh", he says trying to start a conversation and you take a seat next to him on the bed. "yeah... tomorrow", you play with your fingers, pulling on the broken skin near your nails. "how do you feel" "scared, i'm so scared", you inch closer hoping to find some comfort in his warmth. "it will be ok, you will feel like yourself again", he says. "but that's what scary, i'm so comfortable with the illusion that reality is scaring me, reality is unfamiliar and what i have right now is beautiful, i don't want it to change", your eyes are brimmed with tears and satoru sighs before cupping your face. "reality might be ugly, but it is better than whatever false reality you are convinced is good", his thumb traces your cheeks. "the only thing i don't wanna lose is my love for you, i wish i could just love you more when i'm free of the curse", he chuckles. "yknow if life taught me one thing, its that love is the cruelest curse of them all and i'm not hoping for life to be kind to me in any way", your lips jut out automatically from crying and satoru wishes he could kiss you right now, but he would never do that. never to you. he is happy feeling your face in his palm and having your breath caress his face. he would live his entire life reminiscing the moment he held you in his arms, hugged you tight and just cried. in love, in each others arms.
sukuna is going to get rid of the curse in you tomorrow, satoru agreed that it would be the best considering how mana is trying to destroy you from the inside. You might not be the same person you are tomorrow because you don't know how much of your personality is mana's doing. you hope you still love baking, loved sour sweets and loved the ocean and as you stare at satoru's eyes you hope you would still be willing you dive into these baby blues when you see them again. "can i sleep here, i want to, one last time", you whisper and even though satoru is skeptical how can he deny you? you nuzzle closer holding onto him so tight. "if i saw a shooting star right now", you push your face into his chest breathing shaky, "i would wish to love you again tomorrow and the day after and after for eternity" you don't see satoru's bittersweet smile or feel the silent peck he leaves on your hair. tomorrow you will be free, free of the curse, free of the fate of loving someone like satoru.
A/N : no calm after the storm in this household they thrive in chaos
"glitter" you hand it to him. "pink glitter" you silently hand it again. "not enough, more", he says as his voice gets progressively frustrated. "yuji darling don't you think this is too much glitter" "but- it has to be perfect", his lips wobble. "whatever you prepare will be perfect", you say as you pat his head. "he will love it no matter what", you reassure and he looks at you with his big eyes asking for reassurance. "so can i put a flower? a pink flower", he asks his tongue slightly sticking out as he draws a wonky but really cute flower. he is now drawing a lopsided cat which is suspiciously smaller than the flower. "that looks great yuji, finish this up i will check on the cookies again yeah", you ruffle his hair before walking over to the kitchen. Your cookies were a hit last time and you are sure it will be again, you hoped so. You hear the suv come to a stop infront of the home and your brows furrow because sukuna was not supposed to be home this early. You hear footsteps and you go over to check the door camera to see jin. Jin was also not supposed to be early, he was supposed to be here after sukuna.
in a matter of seconds yuji is clinging to your skirt and he is not planning to let go anytime soon. you smile as you open the door for jin, yuji folds on himself and tries to look as small as possible and you can't help but giggle. in a very exaggerated voice you tell jin "oh jin yuji is not here who are you looking for" and jin smiles deciding to play along. "Oh no what will i do, we lost yuji??", he gasps before he leans down to pick yuji up and throw him in the air as he squeals.
When jin sits down and tastes one of your cookies yuji is silently escorting you inside, "dad is here already, my gift is not ready i cannot give it to him", he says and you pat his head and nod reassuringly like you will take care of everything, like always. You convince jin to let yuji spend some more time here "when sukuna is back we can drop him home, it will also help you prep dinner, i know you will be doing something elaborate", you smile and jin thinks for a second before agreeing.
yuji jumps on the cofee table when jin leaves and you couldn't help but giggle, yuji no jumping.
"what is this", you pick up a folded paper. "that is depenition of father, miss rose taught us today" he says still jumping. you pull him to your lap so he can breathe, "its definition baby" "depenition" you give up.
Yuji has been diligently working on his father's day card and its been over 30 minutes you were arranging the cookies in the plates when finally sukuna enters the room. Like the leech he is he sticks to you, kissing your neck. "yuji is in the other room kuna", you whisper but still turning around to kiss his lips. "Tch brat always ruining my fun", he fake grumbles. "So why do you have fresh cream buns in your hands? not because the 'brat' loves it?", you mock his voice and he rolls his eye. "nobody likes a know it all", he says walking to the other room to find yuji's arms folded. He is hiding something under his shirt, probably a glitter factory, you feel bad for jin laundry must be a nightmare.
"brat ready to go home?", he asks as he passes the paper bag and yuji knows, he knows its his favorite in the whole world. "thank you kunaaa" he sings and sukuna glares at you. "all because of you", he points at you.
You are back from dropping yuji and the house is eerily quite without his giggles and you feel a bit empty. When you were doing your night time routine you get a call from jin. "hey jin" "in his dashboard?", you ask. "Kuna can you check your dashboard, yuji left something inside", you shout. "let the brat get it himself tomorrow", he says and you hear yuji whining in the background. "kuna just do it, he will cry", you say and he grumbles as he walks out. "hes going out to get it jin, did you like yuji's card, he spent so much time making it", you say as you spread your moisturizer over your face. "oh loved it, what i did not love is when he jumped on me in the morning before i woke up to give it", your brows furrow. "huh? he was making one today?", you say as you stand up. "no actually he made mine in school yesterday", he says and you stop in your tracks. "I have to check on somethign jin i'll call you back", you say as you rush out. Your husband, his big burly body is on the passenger seat, the door open and one leg outside the door resting on the floor. You rush to his side and try to get into the car, he helps you. You now sit between his thighs staring at the glittery magic in his hands. "I had no idea he was making this for you", you whisper and lean into his chest. He hums and you can see his throat bobbing as he swallows. "kuna, its ok you deserve this" he simply opens the card. There in messy writing you can see 'dad: loving caring hero who takes are of you, thank you for best dad kuna!!!' there is a small black cat with something that looks like a chef hat and a small cat with pink hair holding on to the big cat, the arrows help you identify it as he wrote 'you - kuna' 'me -yujiiii' and you push your hand against your mouth. "Oh god this is so sweet", you choke out.
Just then your phone rings "sukunaaaaa happy father's day", yuji screams from the other side. "my teacher told me dad is someone who takes care of you, protecths you, loves you and you do all that so i made you one card", he speaks into the phone with an excited voice. Sukuna lets out a breathy chuckle before speaking. "thank you brat i loved it, eat the bun", he says and pushes the phone away. You take it as a cue for you to take over.
You both sit in the car for some more minutes before he whispers "he did that for me" "i know baby, i know", you pat his arm and you feel something wet hit your shoulder. you look up to see your six foot something husband's eyes red and tears slipping down his chin, your eyes well up too. "aww kuna, its ok you can cry", you hug him. And he grumbles. "You know what yuji would love?", you ask, he raises his eyebrows just then the glitters spreads throughout the car and covers him and you with sparkles like you came straight out of twilight the movie. "Brats all around me", he says before hugging you close and pushing his face to rub off some glitter on your face. Sukuna loved father's day.
chimera: a strange, horrible, or impossible idea or figment of the imagination
Summary: loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader
Tags: gojo x reader, unrequited love (the other way), ANGST, sfw, really down bad reader, PINING, i feel so bad for them both, gojo redemption arc. MY BABY. he falls first, he falls harder, he keeps falling.
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People have instincts, they would do things instinctively, like flinching when you touch something hot. That's what he would call what he felt for you, it's an instinct. To love you so much that fate decides its only best if he stays away.
Satoru has heard that swans die when their partners die, he chuckled and cringed at that at 13, but when he held your barely breathing body he swears he will do a swan dive if you don't open your eyes right now. He was quietly trying to sleep, it has been two days since the incident at the restaurant and Satoru felt like he does not deserve anything good ever in life. If he is thirsty, he should not be offered water to quench the thirst he should just lay there thirsty till he is left to cry and drink his tears and when he runs out of tears he will die a slow painful death where his throat would close and his body would wither away into nothingness, that will still not be enough to punish him for the tears and pain he gave you. He would never forgive himself for doing that to his love. Is he dramatic? maybe but he does not care.
You now lay in the bed, your eyes are open but they will not give the mercy of sparing him a glance, he has not let go of your hands and he even tried to make sure his breathing is not loud to disturb you. You voice is hoarse and you try to clear your throat, “are you thirsty? I can ask someone to bring some water for you”, you are narrowing your eyes at him. "I'm not dead now so you can leave, without any guilt", you say as you try to sit up. "I'm not here because i'm guilty", he says and you try to pry your hands off his grasp and he is not budging, the fact that he is stronger than you does not help. “I'm alright, you don't have to stay, i just blacked out because i haven't ate well in days its ok”, you notice that his eyes are bloodshot. He is now cradling your hand close to his chest breathing shakily “you have no idea, how it felt when i saw you there pale barely breathing, if something did happen and i could not save you i would've killed myself and everyone around here”, he whispers rocking back and forth lightly. “what is this sick game satoru, you don't even like me”, you call out now seriously trying to pull your hands off his grip. “Loving you is a privilege and i'm not lucky enough to have that”, you scoff at his words. “If this is some kind of ‘its not you, its me’ thing save it i can manage please leave”, you say. “You don't understand”, he snaps, you stop pulling.
He is now leaning over the bed, one knee on the bed supporting his weight and his other leg on the floor, your hand is still captive under his and he manages to hold your face somehow. “You look at me, you listen to me, you don't let her control you, you fight her if she tries to”, you are staring into his eyes that look at yours without any restriction, like he is looking deep into you at something only he knows. You let out a breath. “You listen to me”, he is calming down his breathing before he leans his forehead against yours, his nose brushing yours, “you don't love me baby”, he whispers like it pains him to say this out loud. “all this that you feel towards me, it is a sick illusion, a sick game”, he says. “why are you lying”, you choke out intimidated by the proximity. “I would lay down the world under your feet if you wanted me to, you are the lost star i wish i could hold in my hands”, he says and closes his eyes, desperately trying to regulate his breathing but only he knows he wishes to inhale the air you're exhaling, getting so close in a way there is no difference to where he ends and you start. You gulp down whatever feeling is trying to burst out of you. “You don't love me, this is all an illusion by mana, to torture me and you she hates me because i'm from the gojo clan and she hates the fact that you restrict her”, he wishes nothing but to kiss away those tears that rolls down your cheeks right now. “I don't.. what do you mean”, your voice is hoarse your breathing irregular, its pleading, asking him to say this is all a joke and he is just playing with you. “no, breathe for me baby”, you hold onto him and nod as you breathe slowly “baby, this is not what you feel, this is what you are made to feel”, he just keeps repeating it and you feel sick, “then why don't you just love me, even if its an illusion we can be happy together”, you say because you don't understand, he loves you, you love him and that's enough. He lets out a broken chuckle. “how can i ever do that to you baby, how can i ever take advantage of you like that”, his face is so close and you try to push your face closer to bask in his warmth. “You told me you would never feel that way towards me, you made it clear i would be too much for you”, you look at him with your face scruched, he tries to slowly massage away the scrunches on your eyebrow. “When did i ever say that to you”, you say.
Satoru chokes on something akin to a sob before he is sitting against the bed frame, he is now cradling your upper body, hugging you close. “you don't remember any of that?”, you are looking up at his pained expression. “I confessed to you and you said that I am too much for you and that you will find it hard to keep up with me and you might never fall for me, its valid, the reasons were valid, but you reassured me saying that you will always be there for me and we will be friends”, his tears rolls downs his face and drenches yours and you desperately try to wipe away his tears. “Satoru don't cry i'm sorry i'm so sorry”, he kisses your hand that is pawing at his tears. “no don't ever feel sorry for the way you feel”, he says and you couldn't help but cry more. You rake your mind trying to remember any of that, and then you see young satoru on both his knees on your bed when you stand next to it, with puppy eyes hands together satoru looks at you like you plucked the stars and planted them in his garden. You say that you don't feel that way and that he is too much for you, you will not love him but you will always be his friend, his face falls but he is back to smiling and nodding before he hugs you tightly face squished against you.
“I was happy with just being around you, just orbiting around you even when your light would never shine on me, but suddenly… i was really vulnerable with suguru and your rejection and that cursed demon made me hurt you, when i saw you there with so much blood, i wished i would just disappear and then she made you fall in love with me i cannot be close to you knowing it is not you, it is not the real you. I thought if i stayed away you would fight off the curse but when you confessed to me i thought the only way this would work is if i made you hate me, i did not expect this to happen, i am your worst fate”, he is choking on sobs like he is being hurt and you could not help but hold him closer. he continues to ramble more about how mana hates him and you, she would just continue to play with your life like the sick demon she is but you are disassociating, if this is not real, if what you feel is not real what will happen when you try to fix this, will you stop loving him when you are fixed but that is not the 'you' you wanna be, but you are confused because is that what you want or is that mana is making you want, your world crumbles and the only thing that keeps you afloat is satoru's hands around you, holding onto you like you're his anchor keeping him sane when you know you need him more.
You were completely obsessed with him for the past twelve years and he wanted nothing but to be close to you yet he still stayed away because he respected you, your autonomy over his feelings and never wanted to take advantage of the position you were in. How can you not love him more?
“I tried so many ways, looked into so many things but i couldn't find how to get you out of this illusion, it pained me to hide away from you when all i wanted to do was stay close to you and love you so much, but it's not fair, its not fair to you baby”, his lips are pursed and he is staring at the ceiling a pained expression on his face.
“I felt it when you cried sometimes in the night, its like i felt everything you feel, its like i'm you”, he continues “You cannot imagine how bad i wanted to just say fuck it and love you, get close to you, you have no idea how many times i sneaked into your home and watched you sleep like a fucking creep oh god”, he is crying, you hold onto him tightly as you cry into his chest. “But what if you woke up one day and you were disgusted by me, regretted what we had that would kill me baby i love you too much to ever put you in that position”, he shivers. “don't want this to be a lie, i want you, i want you so much”, you choke out.
And suddenly like your touch burned him he pulls away and now you are the desperately trying to hold onto him, oh how the tables have turned. “No please no stay”, you try to make him stay close. “this is not right, its not ok”, he pulls away. he is now sitting on the chair beside the bed and you desperately want to feel his warmth, feel his touch again. “But i want to be close to you, please”, he slams his hands against the bed before pushing his face against the sheets, “please don't do this, this is torture”, he sobs out and you cannot hold back your own sobs.
He is Icarus and you are his sun, but like every tragic love story in history he knows his happy ending is far-fetched because if he gets too close to his sun, it's going to burn both you and him. He would bear the burns but he cannot bear to see you, his sun, his moon, his entire universe and the black hole that he will happily fall into, in pain and he is helpless as he watches you cry once again.
A/N: my first draft which i think was better than this disappeared, i hate it here.
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chimera: a strange, horrible, or impossible idea or figment of the imagination
Summary: loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader Tags: gojo x reader, unrequited love, ANGST, sfw, really down bad reader, PINING, reader might be a bit infuriating with her pining.
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You have imagined what heartbreak would feel like, you thought it would be like withering flowers, the fruits you leave unnoticed which slowly rots right on your table, getting darker, more unpleasant as days go by but you are too late to notice and even though you regret it you cannot save what's already rotten. you might try to salvage it, cut off the parts that are rotten to save the good parts but is that a smart decision? you thought it would be the light ache in your chest that would lester you for a few weeks, makes things uncomfortable before slowly fading away leaving you to to your routines.
so you think you can recover from the heartbreak you felt.
but what you forgot was you shaped your life around your love for him, now your life has a satoru shaped hole and you cannot fix it because he was your entire life, you did not know what it feels like to have the weight of the world on your shoulder but you loved someone who did.
You wanted to make it easy for him because you knew he had to grow up early, you had to too and you think being young is a gift that everybody should be allowed to cherish. That is exactly why you showed up to help with school projects, parent teachers meeting and you also had a bag full of bows and glitter clips for the little girl who is now cursed. You had no obligation to do any of the things you took responsibility for, you showed up so there was one less thing that satoru had to worry about. You learned to take things slowly off his plate so he won't notice.
The need to step up, the need to be there for the kids and for him even though he did not acknowledge it. You have been keeping up with his schedules, making sure his schedule does not disturb any important days that he would regret missing later, secretly taking up missions that you are sure you can manage because you did not worry about dying but you did not want to be another burden he had to keep up with.
You would have given your life for him on a silver platter if satoru gojo asked you to because you think he deserves it. You still think he does though the man has an ego and he is arrogant he is also a man who is kind, a man who is burdened with too much weight but he hides it all with a smile. You imagined how hard it must be, to be the strongest, to lose someone you valued so much in your life. When you heard from shoko that satoru had to kill suguru you imagined how much more does the man has to give up in his life.
a man who has to hide himself in a little box deep inside him so he can play the role of the strongest, he has so much space to be the strongest but there is no space for satoru, the little boy who had to give up on his childhood to perfect his technique, his youth for the politics and cruelty of the world to become what he is today.
You wanted to go deep inside him, take out that little box place it in your palms, fill it up with love and let satoru open the lid himself, so he can escape, even if its just only around you, in the confines of the little world you will create in the palm of your hands, where he will be safe, where he will be free, where he can and will be just satoru, not gojo, not the holder of six eyes, not the strongest, just your satoru.
You taste your tears, the hint of saltiness, you feel it overwhelm you now that you realise you cannot do any of these now. You cannot reach the little box, you cannot, you lost that chance to hold the one you love so close that infinity never exists, never between you two.
but now you think the only thing that will exist between you two is infinity, not the love, not a space to be safe just the infinite possibilities you will never get to experience.
you would love satoru the same if he lost everything he had, if he is not the strongest it would just mean freedom in your eyes but you pray nobody takes it from him because you know what its like to shape your life around something and when that something does not exist anymore, when all the possibilities in your head will only remain that, its hard to breathe. It gets so hard to breathe.
You feel yourself being lifted up so high in the sky that you feel euphoric but it turns terrifying when you are dropped from that high, the proximity with the water scares you so much. you hit the water with the thunderous roar and you fight. everytime you fight and reach the surface to take in a big gulp of air it is back, the euphoric feeling of being lifted so high, when you think maybe this time you would stay up there you are fooled when the water greets you again but you still fight, this happens again and again like somebody keeps turning around the sand clock to make sure you are buried under the sand. You lost count of times, maybe its time you learn how to give up, on satoru and on reaching the surface of this water. So this time when you are dropped you don't try, you don't fight, you embrace the nothingness and you let yourself be engulfed by the ocean, after a point you taste the saltiness of the water and it tastes so familiar, just like the tears you cried. and before everything goes black you don't forget to remind your younger self when you are deep into waters not everybody has someone like mom who had dad to save her from under the waters. Even when the water pulls you to the other world, there might be no one waiting to save you. So in the serenity of the water lulling you to sleep you let everything go dark. you are sure you are in too deep for the light to reach.
It feels like you have been just there, floating for days.
you hate the fact that light reaches you, you hate the fact that when the light touches you, you feel the need to fight again, you hate the fact that the light makes your fingers twitch. like its an instinct your obstinate hands move towards the light, your body suddenly is filled with the hope you did not want and then came the hand. the hand that held onto yours with so much desperation, so tight that it awoke you from your much needed slumber, you taste the salt waters again but this time it does not just remind you of your tears it reminds you of being alive, then you're breathless, you need the air. The hands pulls you to the surface with practiced ease and you take a big gasp of air. You gasp again choke on air and gasp again, you open your eyes that stings with the saltiness, you are not sure whether its from the ocean or your tears and now the light is too bright.
You hear a gasp, softer than yours before you feel the weight. You feel one of your hands can move and you wipe your eyes furiously to see who's crying so loudly. "You just fucking died in my arms you sick bitch", you can hear shoko crying. It takes a moment for everything to register. It takes you a whole minute to see the other figure who is slumped next to the foot of your bed. shoko lets you out of her embrace before tripping over to the figure. she kneels and takes a hold of the worn out white shirt "and how the fuck did you bring her back to life you bastard you did it so easily like you've practiced this before, i did not know you can do that", you both wince from her tone. he can do nothing but tighten his hold on your hand like you are his lifeline and the only thing that matters right now is you're breathing and when you look up you see the salty tears in satoru's eyes too and ypu see and feel that hand that is still afraid to let you go to make sure you won't plummet back into the sea he just brought you out of.
A/N: wrote this is one sitting in a span of an hour at 4 am and had the urge to immediately post it.
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chef!sukuna does not use his car to run his bento runs he actually jogs from his restaurant to your office and feeds you your meal and jogs back to work, takes a shower and continues to work.
chimera: a strange, horrible, or impossible idea or figment of the imagination
Summary: loving him was like a lucid dream and not being acknowledged or loved did not deter you from giving your all but what if you are tired now, what if all the love has burnt out, what if one day you wake up from this morning dream or worse what if you realise don't love him anymore.
Pairing: Gojo Satoru x Reader Tags: gojo x reader, unrequited love, ANGST, sfw, really down bad reader, PINING, reader might be a bit infuriating with her pining.
Word count: 1.6k
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This is not how you wated it to be, you are always ten minutes early to every appointment in your adult life but today is not your day, this must have already been a sign that this will not go well. You are rushing in your little heels towards the reception of the restaurant. “hi booking under gojo”, you tell her and look at your watch, 15 minutes late. You curse Ijichi in your head you never asked for him to drop you, he showed up out of nowhere in front of the school, all sweaty and stuttering asking you, scratch that pleading you to get into the car. You thought this would be better because you’d have time to do a touch up on the makeup you did this morning which is almost gone now. He took the long route for here, your annoyed tapping on the seat also made him nervous and sweaty and he almost caused multiple accidents before he dropped you in front of the restaurant. Even then you took your time to thank him for his time which made him feel guilty.
The kind waitress leads you to the table and you see a head next to the platinum messy head you are familiar with. “Oh, you are finally here, Jina here was keeping me company”, gojo gesture to the girl next to him. She smiled and waved at you, you think something akin to a smile was on your face, at least you hoped so. You booked a table for two, you wanted it to be intimate so you also asked for a table that is on a secluded spot but now Jina has been generously given a chair right next to gojo and they both were kind enough to leave your seat for you, opposite to gojo.
“Take a seat, time is already running”, you try to put on a more genuine smile. You sit and wait for Jina to leave the table so your date can start but there is no sign of that but she does lean over and whisper something continuously to Satoru every second. “I’m sorry Ijichi came to pick me up and he kept taking the long route” he waves you off. “I don’t mind I would have never got to talk to Jina if you came on time” he says with a smirk and she giggles for the fifth time since you sat down.
You try to start a conversation with satoru but it will always be you asking a question satoru answering you and asking Jina’s opinion on it. They then continue on to discuss it in detail agreeing to everything the other says. After about fifteen minutes of this back and forth you lean up to Satoru to whisper “when is she leaving?” he whispers back “that’s so rude” and you sit back. “Satoru can you help with something please just a minute” you stood up walking away hoping he would follow you and thankfully he did. “Satoru how can we even talk if she is there”, you say your hands flailing everywhere in frustration. There is a small smile on Satoru’s face. “Calm down yeah breathe with me”, he also lets you hold your hand when you calm down. “I’m sorry again it’s just I wanted to spend some time alone with you and everything is messed up now”, you saw your voice wavering. “should have thought about it when you came late, she noticed I was alone and started a conversation. Imagine we get into a relationship you have to dodge a lot more girls”, he says all this calmly. “but you would not entertain women if we are dating… right?”, your hold on his hands gets a bit tight. “But that’s the thing we are not in a relationship, c’mon let’s go back hopefully she will leave in a minute” “I’ll tell her to leave if she doesn’t, five minutes is all she will get”.
As you both go back to your table you think you would have nothing bad to say about Jina if she was not sabotaging your date, she is gorgeous actually. Jina leans forward on the table her long hair almost touches the table, she gasps. “Oh, your eyeshadow is not blended at all”, you hand instinctively touches your face. “Its just some shimmer there is nothing to blend”, you say your voice low. “Oh, then it must be the dark circles I’m sorry you need better sleep schedule and I can also suggest a lash serum for the lashes I can barely see them” you are so annoyed right now. You turn to Satoru and see that he is saying nothing but at least he has the decency to look at Jina and mutter “stop”. “I’m happy with how I look right now”, you say your disgust not hidden from you voice and face. “Maybe ok but if you want to be with someone like satoru you have to keep up”, that’s your cue. You slam your hands on the table to stand up. “I’ll be back in five and I should not see her when I come back gojo”, you point your finger at the woman before storming off towards the restrooms.
You come back after five to find gojo at the entrance of the restaurant, his hands in his pockets chewing on his lips. “well, that was perfect gojo thank you”, you stand next to him. “I’ll leave now, I just can’t do this” you walk away. “I will drop you”, he says. “are you fucking kidding me, you say that after- you are so annoying gojo”, you try to walk away but he keeps walking closer. “you just got attacked last week we cannot take a risk c’mon” he says his voice soft. “oh, suddenly somebody cares, I’m not getting into a car with you” “Ijichi will drive us”, he has a hold on your hand. “let go, you idiot”, you try to brush him off. “no I will not just get inside don’t make it hard for me” you sigh your eyes welling up with angry tears. “just so you know I’m not an asshole like you and I am considerate of people’s feelings”, you push your fingers against his chest before getting into the car and slamming your door shut. when gojo opens the door next to you, you hold the door closed. “to the front, don’t even think about it”, he sighs before getting into the passenger seat. Ijichi is still sweating as he drives, he is still nervous almost crashing once. Wait a minute. “Ijichi, how did you know I’m meeting gojo here at the restaurant”, you ask already anticipating an answer. “I uhm I he, I looked at your-”, “do not say the word schedule, nobody knows about this. I did not even tell you the name of the restaurant” Ijichi turns to look at gojo with his hands shaking, confirming your suspicions. “Can you please stop the car, you might crash and kill someone”, Ijichi halts the car on an abandoned alley way and goes to wait outside because gojo asks him to. “Can I come to the back, we can talk”, he says turning around in his seat. You are crying now, your little hiccups hidden by you clearing your throat. “No stay there, did you do it on purpose?”, you ask your body shrinking in the corner of the car, gojo’s eyes go soft but you do not notice it. “I just thought if I did this you would get the hint”, he says clearing his throat adjusting his blindfold, when did he even put it on. “but- I know I asked for a chance that does not warrant you absolutely embarrass me like that” “I just thought you have been liking me for so long, you wouldn’t understand if I said no”, you scoff. “I’m not crazy gojo I can understand boundaries” “can you? huh?”, your nose is running and your glittery eyeshadow is now all over your face. “So you just sit there and watch me get bullied by a grown woman for not being pretty enough to be with you, you might as well planned that too”, your eyes widen in realisation “just tell me one thing, Jina was a set up right you bought her along so you don’t have to be alone with me?”, you asks your voice wavering and lips wobbling. You prayed he called you crazy and laughed at you for saying that. “will you leave me alone if I said yes?” and that sealed the deal for you. “I would rather die than look you in the eye one more time gojo, I loved you that does not mean I don’t have my self-respect, maybe I had some rose coloured glasses on but you are not a man who deserves to be loved by me, it burns me to be in your presence, I fucking hate myself for ever thinking you-“, you cannot talk anymore as sobs wrecks your monologue. Gojo gets out of the car, he walks over to Ijichi who is standing there and they can both hear your gut-wrenching sobs. “Take her home, she might not like it if I am in the car with her”, Ijichi takes a step towards the car before turning around. “I don’t understand this, she must hate you right now”, gojo weakly chuckles “that is what I wanted”.
He hears your sobs stop instantly when Ijichi enters the car, he wishes it was not this way, he wishes things were different. he wonders if he is sick for the satisfaction he feels because you felt comfortable enough to cry in his presence when you usually disliked crying when someone’s around.
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all the sukuna fluff is playing with my ability to write gojo angst i have to put on my angsty playlist and lock in I swear i'll post chapter 4 today 😭
you walk around in the women's hygiene aisle trying to find your usual brand of pads, see its interesting to play hide and seek and look for products when they change up the layout of the store but you are annoyed today for no reason.
"sukuna i need an extra pair of eyes" yuji is giggling holding onto sukuna's hair, he is placed on sukuna's shoulders. "woah yuji you grew so much you're so tall" you gasp playfully making the boy blush. "i'm the tallest, more than you more than sukuna", he exclaims and you get on your tippy toes to try and pinch his cheek affectionately. sukuna being the menace he is also gets on his tippy toes making it hard for you reach yuji. "i will start climbing you like a tree sukuna", you whisper to him "i'd love that" he whispers back.
"ohh it must have been heartbreaking" you see an old lady smiling at you. "i'm sorry?" sukuna is offended thinking she has something mean to say. she points at yuji "so much pain carrying and birthing a child for it to look like a carbon copy of the dad and nothing like you huh" she pats your back before smiling warmly at yuji waving and walking away before you could deny sukuna laughs pulling you to the other side.
You forget what the lady said as you try to check and make sure you've got everything for sukuna's meal prep today. He does not do much meal prep he likes to prepare everything fresh but he makes all the bread for the week on sundays and pickles some veggies. You are standing next to the cooler in the produce section when yuji is running to you with tears in his eyes, his nose red. "sukuna will eat me", he cries into your chest when you pick him up, as you try to reassure him that nothing like that will happen the boy slowly calms down sniffling. Yuji stays in your lap hugging you throughout the car ride back home and even after going home he makes sure you are around the vicinity. You glare at sukuna who is eyeing yuji with a smirk. "stop it you are scaring the child", you slap his chest.
Later in the day sukuna is making you some cut vegetable salad thingy and his hands are all red from the beetroot. when you are busy with your laptop he shows both his hands dripping with red liquid to yuji before dramatically licking some "children's blood tastes so good", he says "hmm?", you don't pay attention to the pale kid sitting on the high chair staring between you and your monster of a husband.
"Sukuna why did you not get pineapples, i saw some good one's", you say taking a look at all the cut fruits for tomorrow. "are you not in the mood for peeling them?", you ask picking up yuji and walking closer to where sukuna is cutting up the meat. yuji shuts his eyes not wanting to let sukuna bully him more.
"no pineapples for some time", he says you roll your eyes. "bossy", you mutter walking away from him. yuji is so relieved when his dad arrives to pick him up because he does not know when his uncle might just start chopping him up into pieces. you go to open the door and right when yuji was ready to run behind you sukuna grabs him and puts him over his shoulder like a sack of baby potatoes. "remember what i taught you, say that exactly and i will not cook you", he warns and stops you from opening the door, his brother can wait. "yuji has something to say", he says looking at the little boy in his arms. "i'm bored playing with you", you gasp lightly, your hand to your chest - always the dramatic one, sukuna cannot help but roll his eyes. "i would love if there was a little baby around to play", he says in a rush before jumping out of sukuna's hands. you are stunned when sukuna opens the door, you send off yuji with a kiss on his cheek and sukuna whispers something in his ear making him giggle. you do not utter a word and rush to your laptop.
"honey", sukuna strokes your hair, you are lying on your bed that is the perfect size for you both, you made sure its not too big so you won't drift away from each other in your sleep. Your head is on his chest and you can feel his rythmic heart beating a bit faster now. "did i put you in an awkward position today? i'm sorry", he uses a finger to push your chin up so he can see your face. "no no its just that... i know we did not exactly talk about children but... what if i don't want any", you says your expression shows how nervous you are and sukuna chuckles. "more of you for me, i don't mind if you and me are the only people in the world", he says and your eyes well up. "but you like yuji" "i do, maybe that kid can stay", he says leaning down to peck your lips. "what the madam says goes, ok?", you melt in his touch and words. "maybe..." you hide your face in his chest. "we can try after this month", you say voice muffled. "he is surprised you can literally feel his heart skip a beat. "you are really ok with that? don't do it for my sake i hate children anyway i'm only doing it because its with you", he babbles but you pinch him to stop. "i want to.. really", he chuckles. "i have to add more fibre, calcium and iron to your diet he sits up and your head falls off his chest making you grumble. he leans over to his bedside table and takes out a small container. he slams it into your hand "two tablets a day, lets start with one and increase it to two" "what the hell is this", you read the label. Folic acid tablets. "when did you even get these? were you planning this?", you shout and he smirks "rights after the old lady called that brat our child, imagine me you and our baby girl going grocery shopping", he says with a sigh pulling you back to his chest and stroking your hair. "baby girl? like you know already", you raise a brow. "i know" "what if we have twins", you challenge. "two girls then", he says making you giggle.
you are both almost asleep when you suddenly remembered yuji's crying face. "kuna what did you say to yuji, why was he crying", you ask plopping your chin on his chest, so you can get a better look at his face. "we were in line, he heard my stomach growl and laughed at me, i just told him i'm hungry enough to eat a child and brat started crying, weakling", there is a grin on his face like he is reliving the exact moment. you slap his chest trying to control your laugh. "you're such a meanie, i hope our girls bully you", you say and sukuna sucks in a breath "i hope they do", he says and you can't help but kiss him crazy.
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A/N: chef!sukuna is so juno by sabrina carpenter coded
Any suggestions or ideas please leave them down i would appreciate it alot
"did you say 30 minutes at 390 degrees" you shout so your voice can reach your phone. "did you preheat your oven", nanami asks and you scowl. "what is preheat, my oven is baxter the settings does not say preheat" "wow so many words for a chef's wife who does not know how to bake", you hear gojo's voice in the background. "oh shut up gojo atleast i have a husband i'm not a loser pining over my coworker who has friend zoned me thirty times this past month", you snap back. "ouch", you hear him mutter "ok just read the instructions from the handbook and preheat the oven at 350 degrees for 10 to 15 minutes and then bake your first batch stay close and check to make sure the cookies are not burning", you search around the kitchen. "noo sukuna threw away the handbook he knows this thing in and out", you lightly kick the oven before running your hand over it like soothing a child. "just use google dummy", gojo says. "finally the physics professor with a phd says something intelligent", gojo accepts your back handed compliment gracefully.
you preheat the oven and set the timer before successfully placing the first tray of cookies in there, and now you wait.
but your wait is cut short when the bell rings, you inhale sharply. why is he already back from the gym he is going to ruin your perfectly planned surprise. you can cook the basics like pasta, ramen, you are a good sushi assembler if sukuna stands behind you and slowly guides you with his arms on your hips and his chin on your shoulder, whispering instructions into your ears while placing butterfly kisses on your - ok you are getting distracted now. to be honest you are a very average cook and a horrid baker, that is why sukuna took away your oven privileges.
but when you saw this protein powder infused cookie recipe you were inclined to surprise sukuna with some post workout cookies with some dark chocolate goodness.
but the doorbell is ringing and you are fucked. you walk over and open the door fully expected to see your sweaty husband but you find a delivery man. "ma'am your parcel", he hands you a small box and you thank him before offering him some water, he accepted it and you ran around your kitchen filling up one of the reusable water bottle sukuna has got from his work kitchen.
your cookies are perfectly baked by the time you send back the delivery man and open the package to see watercolors that you ordered so Yuji will have something to indulge in when you babysit him this weekend, and you diligently placed the cookies in a plate hoping they will be cool by the time your husband gets home.
you place your second batch of cookies in the oven when the doorbell rings again. You giggle and leap your way to the door, opening it with a cheesy smile knowing it is your sweaty husband on the other side. and you were right. sukuna has his gym bag over his shoulder, pink hair matted down on his forehead because of the sweat also his tank top is fully wet.
"hi kuna" you flutter your lashes and leap into his arms and he catches you. "I'm sweaty baby" he grumbles. "issok, now"- you pinch his nose so he cannot breathe through it. "what are you doing brat", his voice comes out weird because his nose is covered and that makes you chuckle. "i have a surprise husband", you order him to take you to the living room and he does.
sitting on the couch he is holding his nose so he cannot smell your creation because you said so. "close your eyes too", you scream as you walk into the living room. he winces from the noise before closing his eyes. "tadaa open your eyes" "where did you buy these", he asks taking a cookie and looking at it closely. "excuse me its a high protein no butter dark chocolate cookie made by, yours truly", you bow dramatically. "wait really?", he asks before pulling you into his lap. "take a bite kuna", you say your eyes lighting up.
he opens his mouth to take a bite and you watch intently your mouth unconsciously opening along with his, he chuckles. cutest fucking thing in the world. his wife.
"these are actually really good, i can't believe wait they are soft inside woah baby", he is two cookies in. "i love these" he feeds the last bite of his third cookie to you and you hum "not to be tooting my own horn-", you get distracted by the cookie crumb on sukuna's face. "you got some cookie crumbs right here", you lean over and kiss him before licking off the crumbs. sukuna smirks "are you copying-" "why the fuck is this salty", you grimace before realising. "eww i licked sweat off of you", you say and sukuna's eyes narrows. "don't make me say it", he smirks eyebrows raised. "ok ok shut up back to my cookies", he picks you up walking up the stairs over to you bedroom. "i think i did wrong maybe you can get back your oven privile-", the smoke alarms starts going crazy in the kitchen and realisation strikes you. "or maybe not", sukuna turns around walking over to the kitchen still carrying his pouting wife "i'll deal with you after i air out our kitchen brat, you will get us killed someday", he says before using his thumb to take off some crumbs that were left on the corner of your lips and putting it in his mouth with a smirk.
