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₊✩‧₊˚once more to see you˚₊✩‧₊ pt 7

{nanami x f!reader}

pt 1. pt2. pt 3. pt 4. pt 5. pt 6.

˚₊✩‧₊summary: You're a manager at Jujutsu Kaisen and lets just say you and Nanami Kento are very acquainted now...enough to play nurse for him and do much much more... *this picks up right where the last chapter finished so please check that out if this is your first time here! enjoy!

˚₊✩‧₊tags: nanami x fem!reader, explicit smut (mdni) !!

˚₊✩‧₊ word count: 10k....sorry divas i got carried away yet again

˚₊✩‧₊author's note: hey mamas...its me again, dropping another chapter for yall. thank you to everyone who sent encouraging messages! for now i might just post on tumblr...im scared of the ao3 curse, it really got my ass last time i posted. this chapter was originally shorter but...i added a little action at the end because i couldnt' help myself !! any way enjoyyyyy !!

˚₊✩‧₊this is also kind of inspired by Stay Soft by Mitski (iykyk)

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Shoko definitely got carried away.

You knew you were in for it the moment you entered the infirmary and saw small cages full of curses. You recognized them as the little grade four curses from the museum.

“Here take this.” Shoko said, handing you one as soon as you walked in.

You frowned and carefully took it from her, “I was hoping I’d never have to see one of these again.” You grabbed the creature tightly as it wriggled in your grip.

Shoko picked up a scalpel from her tools and moved the blade close towards the curse. You pulled your hand back. “Woah there, what exactly are we doing with that?”

Shoko furrowed her brows. “What, do you want to protect it all of a sudden?”

“No it’s just…” you looked at the little creature struggling in your hands. “Feels weird.”

She gave you an odd look but didn’t push further. “Fine.”

She opened the cage and pulled out another curse. You were still confused.

She held it up, level to the one you were holding. The creatures growled at each other. “Let go on the count of three, okay?”

“You’re just gonna let them fly loose in here?”

She shrugged. “Are you squeamish?”

“I don’t really think I could afford to be squeamish in this field…”

She smiled slyly. “One, two, three- Let go!” She let go first and you watched as the yellow creature zoomed towards the one in your hands. You let go and the two curses flew at each other violently. You watched as they clumsily tore at each other, clawing and growling as they fought. You winced as you saw one damage the other’s wing which sent both of them tumbling to the ground in a tussle.

“Okay, okay that’s enough.” Shoko said as she quickly grabbed the winning creature back and handed it to you. It squirmed, still screeching at the other, which was crawling on the floor, its wing twisted at an awkward angle.

She picked up the injured one and put it on the table. It was no threat now. “Heal it,” she said to you.

You nodded understanding, and gripped the curse in your hand tightly, trying to remember how you had instinctually absorbed their CE during the fight at the museum. You took a deep breath and you suddenly felt a warm flow into your palm. You smiled successfully.

You looked back at the injured curse and hesitated before touching it. “I don’t know if I can heal it exactly. It’s like I said, I have to imagine what I’m doing.

Shoko pursed her lips pensively. “I wonder…” she muttered to herself. “Heal its leg first, right there, where there’s a gash. It should be easy, it’s just flesh.”

You put a single finger on the curse’s small leg and imagined the warm energy flow through you from your right hand up your arm, into your chest and down your left arm into your left palm. You both watched as the skin stretched over the injury. You pulled back and looked at Shoko. She poked the leg and the creature yelped.

“Hmmm,” she said pensively.

“What?”

“Now heal the wing,” she said. You went to touch it but she stopped you. “I want you to…be a little creative as you heal the wing. Instead of fixing it to the way that it was, change it. Straighten it, make the wing longer, thinner, more like a bat wing.” You furrowed your brows trying to understand what she meant. You touched the small torn wing and it just patched the skin. Shoko pointed at the curse in your left hand. “Take more, destroy him.”

You nodded.

The curse shrieked as you tightened your grip and drew the energy out of it. It disintegrated in your hand.

“Now shape the wing.”

You looked back at the curse, it was fluttering its wings attempting to fly. You grabbed the wing again and transferred the energy to it. Something in your brain clicked and you were able to imagine the newly CE imbued wing as something malleable. You could see a faint glow in it now. You moved your hand towards the base and pulled.

The wing stretched, thinning as you felt the clay-like flesh mold to your touch. You had expected the creature to shriek and retaliate but it hadn’t. It was still trying to flutter its wings but only the undamaged one moved.

Once you thought you had pulled it as much as you could, you let go and looked at Shoko. She had a mischievous smile on her lips, like she had figured something out.

“How did you know that would work?” You asked her.

She didn’t answer but instead grabbed the scalpel from the table and looked at the curse’s leg again. She poked one more time and it hissed. She grabbed the scalpel and cut the leg. She nodded as she observed the wound. She flipped it to see its new wing and she grabbed the tiny base. The creature once again shrieked. “Hmmm.”

“What-”

“You’re not exactly healing as much as you’re using a technique to transfigure objects into new things. It’s interesting. The cut on the leg…you only healed the top layer of skin, the wound is still there. The wing too, you closed the wound, but the nerves and tendons aren’t right so it can’t move its wing.”

You frowned. “So what I did was basically useless.”

“No, it’s a good start. It’s a good way to stop external bleeding, so that’s handy. And you were able to heal yourself previously without really knowing how so there’s definitely potention…Anyway, at least I know what I’m working with now.” She took the scalpel and stabbed the curse through the chest, watching as it turned to dust on the counter. “It’s like you said, your lack of anatomical knowledge plays a part in what you do. I’m honestly impressed.”

“Impressed?”

“Well you figured out a way to get around the fact that you don’t produce a lot of cursed energy. Absorption is just something that’s…”

“Taboo, yeah you mentioned that.”

“Well there was a sorcerer here–an ex-sorcerer who would absorb curses and he was able to store and summon them at will. Different from what you seem to be able to do but it made for a cool party trick.” She sighed, “You seem to only be able to absorb and expel equal amounts, I mean you used all of the CE in that curse and put it towards your task. I also noticed you didn’t stop until you had used it all up, was there a reason?

“It makes me feel sick,” you said.

“Sick?”

“It makes me feel…uneasy, I don’t know how to explain it. The cursed energy is just… it feels wrong. Foreign in my body, I can feel the toll it takes on me.”

“Has that happened before? How did you get it out?”

“Well,” you thought back to the museum. “Out of desperation to expel the energy, I poured it all into the floors in the museum. I don’t know how to explain it, I just put my hands on the ground and released it. The ground turned black like it was burned and it cracked.”

Shoko looked confused. “I’ll ask Ijichi for photos, I’m afraid I don’t understand what you mean.” She crossed her arms. “I mean I can visualize it, but how? How does the dispelled energy affect non organic matter, is the ground now cursed? Can you create cursed objects this way? Did you create a different kind of energy output altogether?” She was mumbling all this to herself quickly as she worked through the possibilities. “We need to go bigger,” she said looking back at the cage of small yellow curses.

“Are we going to do more tests on the curses?” You asked with a grimace.

She shrugged, “I’d rather have them here than out there plucking some toddlers eyes out.” She looked back at you. “Besides, I need to understand all aspects of how you work before I can start teaching you.” She looked down at her watch. “Are you interested in going to medical school?”

“Not really…”

“Good, it’d be a waste of your time. There’s nothing you could learn there that I couldn’t teach you here. For what we do anyway.” She sighed and pulled out a cigarette. “Go enjoy the last seven minutes of your lunch break, I’ve got some thinking to do.”

You nodded and went to grab your things.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” you said, reaching into your bag. You pulled out a container with the bread you had made that morning. “I made some pastries for breakfast, I saved one for you.”

She looked at you surprised and then down at the bread. She took it and started laughing. You looked at her confused, “Sorry, it’s just you reminded me of someone just now.” She opened the container and looked at the melon bread. “It’s been a while since I’ve had one of these.” She suddenly had a somewhat somber look on her face, it reminded you of the look Nanami had when he had tried them too.

“Does Melon Bread make everyone nostalgic? I thought it was just me.”

“I have some good memories with it,” she shrugged. “Who else have you seen react like that?”

“Nanami this morning.”

“So you were together this morning, huh? Did he spend the night?” She asked, coming closer to you.

You felt your face suddenly burn up. “No, he didn’t. He just met me for breakfast at my place. That’s all,” you said a little too quickly.

“Tell me more. I can’t get anything out of him,” she pouted.

“I thought you had some thinking to do.”

“I can’t think if my attention is elsewhere. Now tell me, has he explained to you-”

“Ieri.” You both turned to look at Nanami at the door. “Please, don’t torment her.”

Shoko clicked her tongue in annoyance and backed away. “I was just asking.” You let out a little sigh of relief as Ieri walked back towards the steel countertop. “Get out of here, both of you. You’re contaminating my lab.”

You turned to look at Nanami again. He looked stoic, with his arms crossed and his silver glasses covering his eyes. You smiled at him and saw the tips of his ears turn pink. You grabbed your bag and made your way out of the infirmary with him. “Thank you for today!” you said to Shoko as you walked out.

“How did it go?” he asked, walking alongside you.

“I’m afraid the more time I spend with her the more confused I am about what I can do,” you said looking at your hands and sighing. You had noticed your palms felt warm. You looked at your fingers and noticed they were a bit red. Now that you thought about it, after the museum fight your hands had felt raw and sore, like you had been carrying immense weight on them. Was that an effect of the curse’s energy transfer?

Nanami reached forward and gently took your wrists, flipping your hands up and pulling them towards him. You saw his brow furrow as he examined your reddened skin.

You looked at him and gave him a reassuring smile. “It looks worse than it feels. I didn’t even notice until just now.” You pulled your hands back. “I’ll mention it to Shoko in our next meeting.” He seemed satisfied with that. “Did you eat lunch already?”

He sighed and nodded. “I’m about to head out on a lead, I thought I’d stop by to check on you before I left.”

You blushed. “Check on me?”

“In case Ieri got carried away like I said.”

You shook your head, “We only made two curses fight each other to death.” He gave you a questioning glance. You laughed and smiled at him. “Where is your mission taking you today?”

“It’s relatively close, I should be back by the end of the day…” He looked like he wanted to add something else but hesitated.

“I see…” You looked back at your hands before asking,

“Did you-

“Would you-”

You both laughed as you spoke over each other. “Go ahead, I apologize,” he said.

You laughed. “No it’s alright. I think we were probably going to ask each other the same thing,” he smiled softly at that. “Did you want to go home with me?” you asked, your face flushing with embarrassment.

You watched his cheeks go rosy. “I would love to.”

“Okay,” you replied, you looked up into his glasses and saw your reflection in his lenses. Your cheeks were red too. “I’m glad I set up Messi’s food bowl and litter box before we left.”

He cocked his head. “I was under the impression we would be spending the night at your place.”

“Oh, really?” You said, shocked. “Wouldn't you want to go back to your place? It's so much nicer…”

“It doesn't feel as genuine as yours.” You furrowed your brows in confusion.. “My apartment looks the same way it did when I moved in, save for the books on my shelf and my closet,” he explained. He crossed his arms. “I’m hardly ever there except to rest.”

“I mean we will be resting won’t we?” He nodded. “I’m actually getting off a little early today. The tasks assigned to me should be resolved pretty quickly but I’ll wait for you to get back.”

“So do you want to go back to my place? I’m indifferent, I would just like to spend the night with you.” You saw the blush deepen on his cheeks. “Not-not that we have to do anything. That’s not what I’m implying. I would just like to spend more time with you, you’re good company. I haven’t had a morning go as smoothly as it did when I woke up to the sight of you.”

You stopped walking and looked at him. He smiled warmly at you and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. “Your place it is then,” you said softly. He reached a hand out to gently push your hair behind your ear. He let his hand linger and placed it on your cheek lightly. You smiled as you looked up at him.

He suddenly lifted his hand and returned it to his side. His gaze was now once again steely. You tilted your head in confusion at his sudden mood change.

He was looking behind you at someone approaching. Was it Gojo? You thought.

As you were about to turn he placed a hand on your arm. “I have to go, I’ll let you know when I return. Thank you.” He gave your arm a light squeeze before walking past you towards the oncoming person.

You finally turned to look and felt a chill go up your spine as your eyes met with a single dark purple eye.

It was Mei Mei, you smiled politely as she stared you down, a wicked smile on her face. This had to be the first time you had ever felt her eyes on you. She hardly ever interacted with the auxiliary managers on staff and had a reputation of speaking down to them. Not that it was unusual for sorcerers to do that already, but her words were known to be especially biting and harsh.

You watched Nanami’s back as he walked up to her. You strained to hear what he was saying but gave up as you saw her smile grow wider and, not breaking eye contact with you, snaked a hand onto Nanami’s arm. He stiffened and you could only imagine the frown he had on his face. Your eyes went back to Mei Mei and you bowed slightly before turning and heading out of the building.

-

“I wouldn’t take it to heart, I mean, she’s known to be a bit of a bitch.”

“I’m not,” you said to Akari as you recounted your brief interaction with Mei Mei. “It’s just…I don’t know, she scares me.”

“What, do you think she’s gonna do something to you?”

“I just have a bad feeling.”

“Fair enough,” Akari sighed. “I thought you were off already, why are you still here?”

“Oh, I’m waiting for Nanami to come back from his mission.”

She smiled and snapped her head towards you. “Are you spending the night at his place?”

You blushed. “Yeah.”

“You slut,” she said teasing. “Is he at least buying you dinner first?”

“Akari…”

“Are you embarrassed? You’ve already told me about the car sex, which reminds me- I have so many questions. You were too upset last time and I couldn’t pry, but now you have to tell me everything. Has it only been once? Have you done it again? What was he like? Is he big? I bet Daisuke that he-”

“You told Daisuke?” you asked, horrified.

“No, no, don’t worry, I would never. We were talking about which sorcerers seem like they fuck and it came up.” You had a confused expression on your face. “Yaga fucks, Shoko fucks, Utahime could if she wanted to, and Gojo definitely doesn’t but god does he try.”

“What did you say about Nanami then, why were you talking about his…dick?” you whispered.

She laughed. “We agreed that he’s in the same category as Utahime, he could if he wanted to, and as I happen to know, he wants to.” She punched your arm playfully. “And I don’t know, it just came up naturally after our conversation. So is he? I bet he is.”

“I’m not telling you that,” you said to her. She frowned playfully. You turned your head and crossed your arms. “You guys have too much free time.”

“Fine, but tell me what else you guys have done. I feel like everything is so sudden. You were telling me you hated his guts like two days ago and now you literally only talk about him.

“Sorry,” you said, wincing as you realized she was right.

She shook her head. “I’ve made you listen to all of my stupid boy drama, it's my turn to be all ears.”

“I mean there’s not much to tell…we’ve both admitted that we like each other.”

“Have you guys messed around again?” She smiled as she saw your face go red. “Wait, did he take you home after the whole ordeal with the finger? He’s ruthless.”

“We’ve…we’ve just been having fun.” She elbowed you and squealed. “I don’t know, I mean we had breakfast at my place this morning and we text here and there.”

“What kind of stuff does he text you? I just can’t wrap my head around him being lovey dovey. He’s always so serious.”

“He is pretty short with his texts but I don’t mind, I mean you know I hate texting and he’s a bad texter too. He asked me if I was busy and then just wished me a good night. I thought he was going to ask for something else…”

She broke out into laughter “Do you even know how to have phone sex?

Your face got red again and you closed your eyes as she continued to laugh “Can you say that any louder?” you said through your teeth.

“Sorry, sorry, it's just so funny, I mean I was hoping for you to have a wild streak eventually, but everything has played out so quickly.” She continued laughing. “I’m glad everything is working out for you! Now what’s next?”

“What do you mean?”

“Is this a casual thing? Are you both keeping it a secret? Is there something deeper? Has he asked you to be his girlfriend? What’s he in this for?”

You were a bit flustered by her questions. “I…I don’t know. I haven’t really asked him yet. It's all moving really fast….I..I don’t think we need to put a label on it…”

“You don’t sound very convincing,” she said with a small smile.

You were silent for a bit. “I’m cool with whatever he wants to do,” you said. “I’m having fun, and I’m sure he’s having fun too. We’re not hurting anyone.”

“You’ll end up hurting yourself if you keep acting like you’re indifferent,” Akari said. You frowned. “I know you, casual isn’t your thing, don’t lie to yourself. Just ask him what he wants. Fuck, let me ask him if you don’t want to.” She turned to look at you, narrowing her eyes. “What do you want out of this? You gonna marry him? Have a family with him? Or is it just something to pass the time?”

You furrowed your brows, “I don’t know.”

“What does your heart say?” Akari asked in a teasing tone.

“Shut up,” you said with a laugh.

“Okay, but I’m serious. When two people start a relationship and are completely infatuated with eachother they fuck like rabbits. It's fun, but eventually that goes away. What’s gonna happen then? You’ve never been the type to be careless about who you spend your time with. I just don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I appreciate it.” you said with a grimace.

“And if he breaks your heart, I’ll make his life hell. I’ve got your back.”

“I don’t think that’ll be necessary.” You sighed deeply. “I just think it's all a little complicated because of the way this started.”

“True, but I’m afraid it would have been an incredibly tense and boring slow burn otherwise.” You stuck your tongue out at her. “You two would have been paired up for assignments a lot more anyway,” she said looking back at her notes.

“What do you mean?”

“Since Gojo brought the Okkotsu kid, Ijichi has been assigned to take him to most of his missions, so Nanami needs a new manager to take him to and fro. I would have assigned you to him,” she said teasingly. “But now I feel like it’d be a conflict of interest so I’m sending Daisuke as backup.”

You nodded. “Fair enough.”

“Also I wouldn’t want to be cleaning up your messes if you got freaky in the car again.”

“Oh my god, shut up,” you said laughing and burying your face in your hands.

She laughed. “You two would have eventually found each other.”

You looked up at her. “You know Ijichi said something similar yesterday.” She looked at you curiously. “He said it was only natural he would talk to me eventually.”

“What does that mean?”

“Your guess is as good as mine.”

“Hmmm, maybe he had a crush on you too.”

“Wishful thinking…”

Akari shrugged. “You’re selling yourself short. You’re a catch.”

You smiled sarcastically, “Thank you.”

Her phone pinged as she received a notification. “Nanami and Ijichi are back, they’re debriefing in the infirmary. Get out of here and go home. We’re still good for tomorrow right?”

You nodded, “Come up with a place to eat, I also sort of need to go shopping.”

She smiled mischievously, “Say less.”

As you headed downstairs to Shoko’s office, you wondered what might have happened to keep them so long, it was almost 6 pm. Akari had insisted they were okay but a part of you knew that they wouldn’t go to Shoko unless it was semi-serious.

As you went down the stairs you caught Ijichi coming up. He looked a bit frazzled.

“Ijichi!” you said cheerfully. “Everything okay?” He looked up at you with a timid expression, his eyes were red like he had been crying. You reached out and put a hand on his shoulder, “Are you okay?” you repeated.

He nodded quickly. “I made a mistake, It’s nothing.” You frowned, confused. “I’m sorry.”

“Why are you apologizing to me?” You said with a smile. He choked a sob and you suddenly felt your stomach sink. “Is..is Nanami okay?”

“Yes-” he said quickly. “Yes, thank goodness, he’s okay. I made a big mistake, I promise it will never happen again.” You could tell he was trying his best not to cry again.

“I believe you,” you said calmly. “Go upstairs, get cleaned up and go home. You’ve had a long day.”

He nodded and bowed slightly before continuing past you up the stairs.

You looked back at him as he made his way up. You were confused but then remembered he had a habit of crying when Nanami chewed him out over something. You wondered what had happened this time.

As you approached the infirmary you heard voices speaking and hesitated. If Mei Mei was in there, you really didn’t want to see her again. You stayed at a distance and listened but only faintly heard Nanami and Shoko’s voices. You continued on your way only to stop again when you heard your name in the conversation.

“I was shocked, it was just so funny,” Shoko said. “It was just like him. I mean, down to the type of bread he used to bring back. Tasted just like it too.”

“I was taken aback as well,” Nanami said softly. Were they talking about the pastries you had made? You stood by the door listening.

“The world works in mysterious ways,” Shoko said, taking a puff from her cigarette. “She resembles him a lot, it’s uncanny sometimes. I’m sure his grandmother saw that in her too, don’t you think?”

“I’m sure she did…maybe that’s why I was so hesitant,” Nanami said.

You heard Shoko let out a deep sigh. “You’ve been living your life haunted by his death, Nanami. I don’t think you’ve ever given yourself the opportunity of letting him go. Even when you left us and spent that time away from here, you came back the same.” There was a silence before Shoko continued. “He cursed you in a way.”

Nanami responded in a low voice, you couldn’t make out what he said.

“I’m not implying anything, but you have to admit the timing was really something. You left to get away from all memories of him and then she showed up in your life.” Shoko chuckled. “She seems more like a blessing than a curse, though. You should treat it as one. A final gift from our dear old friend.”

Silence again.

“What if…what if she’s right,” Nanami said.

“Don’t piss me off.” Shoko snapped. “Give Y/N more credit than that. You were right to speak up. But you have a point, she might make things more difficult for you. You’ve never been good at saying no.”

“Believe me, I’ve gotten better.” He sighed, “Besides it's my fault for falling for her bait. I’ll tolerate it until she gets bored and moves on.”

“Won’t be hard with that stellar personality of yours,” Shoko said. “I do worry she won’t only go after you though. Out of the two of you, our little manager girl is an easier target.”

You were confused, what were they talking about now? Was he talking about you? Tolerate..what was there to tolerate? You knew you were jumping to conclusions but you couldn’t help to think over his words again. “What are we listening for?” You yelped and quickly turned around at the sound of a voice by your ear. It was Gojo. “Oops,” he said with a cocky smile. You put a hand over your heart and tried your best to smile back politely.

“You scared me,” you said.

“Oh, Y/N!” Shoko’s voice rang out. You had moved into their line of sight in the doorway. “We were just talking about you.”

“All good things I hope?” Gojo said, walking into the room before you. He whistled, “Ouch, Nanami. It’s been a while since I saw you so bandaged up.”

At that, your head perked up and you walked in to see Nanami.

He smiled timidly at you. He had bandages wrapped across his neck and shoulder.

“What happened?” You asked, looking at Shoko.

“He’s getting soft,” Gojo teased. Nanami shot him a look.

“I got caught in a curse user’s trap,” Nanami said, annoyed.

“A trap!” Gojo said, “I wouldn't have expected you to make such a rookie mistake.”

“It’s…complicated.”

Shoko tapped her pen on the metallic desk, “I should have called you to look at the wound, Y/N.” She looked down at her notes, “The curse user used poison to coat the weapons. I could heal the physical wounds, but poison is a little more complicated. It’s gonna take some time, and a couple of sessions to extract and wash out,” she looked up from her notes. “Who would have known cartoon style booby traps would be so effective against sorcerers.”

Gojo laughed. “Did you set off a trip wire and have a piano release down the stairs or something?” Nanami frowned, annoyed at his comment.

“Close, the trip wire released an array of katanas from the ceiling,” Shoko said with a sigh. Nanami stiffened as Gojo cackled.

“You’re serious?” Gojo said, still laughing, “Nanami you really are going soft! It only took a couple of days, what is she doing to you?”

You looked at Nanami expecting a snarky reply but he just smiled softly.

“What are you doing here Gojo?” Shoko asked.

“Eh? Do I have to have a reason to be here?”

“You especially,” Shoko retorted.

“I wanted to see if Okkatsu’s results were back yet,” he said.

“I told you it would take a couple of weeks,” Shoko said, annoyed.

“Really? I thought you were kidding,” he sighed.

“Why would I lie about that?” She exhaled irritatedly. “What else do you want?”

“I think little Megumi’s coming down with a cold.”

“Take him to a doctor then.”

“You’re a doctor aren’t you.”

“I’m not a pediatrician.”

“Might as well be, you work at a school!”

They continued to banter as Nanami stood up and walked over to you.

“Are you feeling okay?” you asked. He nodded. “I don’t have to come over if you’d rather be alone to rest.”

“You don’t want to nurse me back to health?” He asked.

Your face went red. “I-”he smiled at your flustered state. He reached for his shirt and carefully pulled it over his bandages.

“Shoko, I’ll be heading out now.” Nanami said, interrupting her argument with Gojo. She had thrown a thermometer at him and he was making it spin in midair.

“Take some bandages.” She said pointing at some supplies she had prepared. “Y/N have him change them before he goes to bed and again in the morning.” You nodded and picked up the bag she had prepared. She turned to look at you suddenly very seriously. “Don’t try anything,” you looked at her confused. “I have a feeling you’ll want to, he’ll probably even let you, but don’t. We still don’t fully understand what you can do and I'd rather be safe than sorry.”

You nodded, “I won’t, don’t worry.” She didn’t look convinced.

“Why don’t I ever get a personal nurse?” Gojo asked. “Y/N next time I’m injured make sure you’re free for me.”

“You make me sick,” Shoko said with a scowl on her face.

“I’m taken. Better luck next time,” you said waving goodbye to them.

-

“How was the rest of your day?” Nanami asked as he walked beside you.

“Nowhere near as exciting as yours, mind filling me in?”

He sighed, “I’m afraid curse users are getting more and more creative... I guess you have to when sorcerers like Gojo exist.” He put a hand up to his shoulder and gave it a soft pat. “Ijichi and I were investigating a lead on a curse user who has been placing curses on people and then sending them to a temple to release the curse. I’m not sure what’s happening yet, but we discovered a network of curse users all doing the same thing. We can’t find the location of the temple and we don’t know who’s putting them up to it or why they need to grow so many curses, but we know that they’re all fiercely loyal and very determined to keep their operation a complete secret.” He sighed again, “To the point where they’d booby trap a hallway with weapons coated in poison.”

“Ouch,” you looked at his shoulder. “Points for creativity I guess, that’s definitely a new one.”

“It’s a lesson I don’t think any of us will soon forget,” he nodded. You thought back to Ijichi crying earlier. You wondered what exactly had happened but didn’t want to ask. There were other things on your mind, but couldn’t find the way to go about bringing them up. Why had he been talking to Shoko about you, about the bread? Who had they been comparing you to and what did that have to do with their grandma? When he said he had fallen for her bait..was he referring to you? It was all so confusing.

You noticed he was looking at you. “Everything okay?” he asked.

You must have had a serious look on your face as you got lost in your thoughts, you were never good at hiding your emotions. You gave him a quick smile. “Just…thinking.”

“May I ask what about?”

“Dinner,” you lied. “What do you want for dinner?”

“Hmm,” he thought. “Well what would you like for dinner?”

“I don’t know, that's why I was thinking about it,” you said with a smile. “Should we order in? I’m sure you know some good places around you.”

He smiled back and nodded. You still felt uneasy as you walked out of the school.

-

Nanami ended up ordering from a shop near his apartment. You both ate together and shared a long conversation about books and movies you had watched recently.

“The movie took some creative liberties, but the author did say he appreciated some of the changes. Well the visuals mostly, he felt that it lacked the same intentions.” He smiled amused at your ramblings. “I have to say I agree with him, it felt…lacking in a sense.”

“Do you enjoy horror movies?” he asked.

You smiled. “I love them.”

“You don’t get scared?”

“Oh I get scared, I’m usually hiding my face behind my fingers and on the edge of my seat, but it's nice to feel a controlled thrill. My real life has been so scary nothing really compares to it,” you joked.

He considered it and tilted his head in curiosity. “Scary as in what comes with our line of work or even before?” he asked.

You shifted in your seat. “I don’t know how much you know about where I came from, but I had a bit of a rough start.” You looked down at a piece of food on your plate. You looked up at him and smiled. “But who hasn’t at our school?”

“Do you have any family?”

“I have a mother and a younger sister, I don’t remember much of my father, we left him when we were pretty young, and he was barely a shell of a person from what I do remember,” you looked back down at the food. “It’s a little complicated, I don’t really talk to them much, but I help them out a little by sending them a bit of help when I can. I feel it’s the least I can do.”

“How long has it been since you’ve seen them?”

“Hmm, around 8 years.” You looked back up at him. “What about you? Do you have any close family?”

He was silent for a moment. “It’s also a bit complicated.”

“How long has it been since you’ve seen them?” you asked.

He sighed. “My mother’s family mostly lives in a different country. My father died when I was young and my mother stayed in Japan with me to try to get me the help I needed, for seeing curses that is. She became ill around a year before I started at Jujutsu High and she passed away a month before the first semester.”

“I’m sorry.” You said.

He smiled softly and shook his head. “It was foolish of her to stay, but love makes us do strange things I guess.”

“What about your father’s family?”

“They blamed her for my father’s death…and they were afraid of me.” You stared at him. “Afraid of what I could see, of what I might be able to do.”

“You come from a non-sorcerer family too?”

He nodded again. He looked up and met your eyes. “Sound familiar?”

“Extremely,” you said. “Have you ever reached out?”

“After my mother passed away…no one came to her funeral. Her family never approved of my parents' relationship either.” He frowned. “I wouldn’t have wanted them there anyway.”

“I’m sorry,” you softly put a hand on his shoulder. He placed his hand over yours.

“Time has done away with a lot of the resentment, but I feel as if we’re strangers, I don’t see the point in reaching out.” He took your hand off of his shoulder and held it in his. “It's…nice,” he looked at your hand, “to have someone that understands.”

“Mmm.” you nodded in agreement.

“If there is ever anything on your mind…I hope you can trust me enough to speak to me about it.”

You smiled at him and nodded. “Of course,” you thought about bringing up the conversation. “And…” he looked up at you expectantly, “thank you for sharing that with me.” He smiled and lifted your hand to place a kiss on it.

-

You sent him to sit on the couch as you cleaned up your dinner. You had asked him to pick out something to watch on the television and you listened as he clicked through channels on the TV. He flipped through a couple before you heard him stop briefly on a news channel that was reporting about some sort of financial crisis, he let it play for a bit before clicking onto the next channel. “We can watch that if you want,” you offered.

“It’s okay, I’m afraid you’ll find it rather boring.”

You laughed, “It’ll be good for me, I should probably learn some financial literacy in all honesty,” you finished up rinsing your utensils and made your way to his couch. “Put it back, really.” He looked at you unsure. “The worst that can happen is I fall asleep on you, just wake me up if I miss something huge like the stock market crashing,” you joked with a smile.

You sat down next to him, feeling somewhat awkward again. The snippets of conversation you overheard earlier were still ringing in your head along with the comments Akari had made over defining your relationship. He hadn’t brought up putting a label on what you had, but neither had you. You hadn’t really thought about it but..was he not that into you and you were just too blind to see it? That’s ridiculous, you told yourself. You turned to look at him and found him staring at you. You blinked at him trying to read the look on his face, he seemed to be thinking about something as well.

“You okay?” you asked.

He suddenly turned a shade of pink and smiled timidly. “Would you mind…sitting on the other side of me?” You blinked at him a couple of times.”It's… my shoulder, ah, you could lean into my good shoulder if you sat on this side.”

You smiled and blushed. Cute, you thought as you looked at his expression. You nodded and got up to move, this time sitting a little closer to him. He looked at you and scooted a little closer. You laughed and closed the distance, pressing your thigh against his.

“Let me know if you’d like to change the channel at any point, I promise you won’t hurt my feelings,” he said. You shook your head.

“I really don’t mind. Just wake me if I do fall asleep so I can help you change your bandages.”

“You might have to help me bathe in all honesty,” he muttered, a pink blush coming over his cheeks again.

You laughed. “We can do that now if you’d like.”

He sighed and shook his head, “Let’s just relax for a moment.”

“Okay,” you said as you leaned into him, he lifted his good arm and placed it over your shoulder. You felt yourself relax into him and for the moment forgot all your worries.

-

You were surprisingly more entertained with the finance channel than you thought you might have been. Sure, there were a lot of things you didn’t understand but you were learning a bit… maybe...

You watched a bit silently until you felt your eyes fluttering closed, but then something on the TV caught your attention. It was the logo from Nanami’s old company. They were using it as an example of bad investments and how that was currently affecting the economy. You laughed a little and turned to look at Nanami to ask him about it.

He was asleep.

You smiled as you looked at him.

This was, you realized, the first time you had ever seen him asleep. All the times before you had always been the first one to doze off and the last one to wake up. Today must have really exhausted him, you thought to yourself.

In that moment, as you watched him inhale and exhale rhythmically, his eyes closed and still, he seemed so delicate to you.

You thought about what he had gone through in the past, he had surprised you by sharing a little bit about himself with you earlier. He had lost touch with his family and was alone like you were. You imagined how painful it must have been to lose his mother, the only one to have supported him, and then be left with nothing. You could relate to that more than he might have known. You smiled as you thought about the pictures you had seen of him as a teenager, what had happened could have turned him bitter and mean towards the world, but those pictures showed he made friends who cared about him. Your heart dropped again when you thought about him losing Haibara.

He had really gone through so much and would likely see so much more loss and death in his life as a sorcerer; but he still remained so…soft.

You felt a little guilty as you thought back to your doubts. Whatever it was you had overheard, you’d never be able to figure out what they were talking about without asking him. Sure, you’d have to admit you were eavesdropping but they were talking about you after all so…so they owed you an explanation, right? Your brows furrowed as you thought about it. And then there was what Akari had said, as much as you hated to admit it, she was right. You did want to know what the end goal was, you were happy with this, over the moon that he was giving you the time of day when you used to think a situation like this would only ever live in your mind, but now what? Again, you wouldn’t know unless you asked him.

You looked back up at him and felt the guilt again. He was kind, he was thoughtful, he wouldn’t purposefully be malicious towards you. You just knew it instinctually, you could trust him. So you should talk to him about it, you told yourself, coming to a resolve.

You looked down at your phone to check the time and noticed something had been added to your calendar. You were assigned to drive out a sorcerer tomorrow at 8 am. You looked at the entry confused, there were barely any details and just said you would be briefed when you arrived. Something about this made your stomach uneasy, Akari and you had plans tomorrow and if she was the one that assigned you she would have added more details like she usually did or she would have texted you, no this was someone else, a sorcerer maybe. But who-

-i am also confused about the new addition to the calendar, i’m trying to see who posted it, probably ino tbh he sucks at adding details. i’ll figure it out, i want to go shopping tomorrow so i’ll take care of it, don’t mind, don’t mind.

Akari’s message popped up on your phone.

-ur the best!

You replied.

-so did you ask nanami? -...i’ll fill you in tomorrow - :( ? or :) ? -:| -hmmm

You sighed and turned back to look at Nanami. You smiled as you noticed his head start to droop forward. You carefully moved your hand up to guide him to lean his head onto yours. You heard him exhale contently. You thought back to him asking you to switch sides and how shy he had been about it. Yeah, you could trust him.

You turned your attention back to the TV and continued to watch the news segment.

They were still talking about his company and were now reporting from the building and trying to get an interview with an employee. The screen switched to some graphics before flipping back to the reporter and someone he had managed to get to speak to him. It was the tan blonde man who had hit on you all those years ago. He smiled confidently but the sweat on his brow revealed how nervous he was.

The reporter asked questions about the company’s moral code and complaints from former employees and the man broke out a slew of tangential points and cheeky puns to try to dodge the pointed questions. You were somewhat amused.

“I’d recognize that cursed voice anywhere,” Nanami grumbled as he lifted his head off of yours. You turned to him and saw him wince at the image of his old boss on the screen. “It was only a matter of time until the company crumbled.”

“Oh?”

“Bad business, I’d happily take curses over business men any day.”

“Kento, were you doing shady deals while you worked there?” you asked mockingly.

He smirked. “Everything I did was legal, I didn’t take the loopholes that were encouraged by the likes of him.”

“Hmm, I don’t know…seems awfully convenient that you left shortly before the company collapsed, did you have insider information?”

“Ah yes, insider information for something that would happen years after I left,” he said sarcastically.

“You aren’t denying it.”

“Prove it.”

“You’ll be hearing from my lawyer shortly,” you poked him, “gimme that card from earlier.” He rolled his eyes. You laughed. “Let’s go get you cleaned up.”

You made your way into the bathroom with Nanami, toting the bag with the medical supplies Shoko had given you. You set it on the counter and went through the items. Bandages, pins, some ointment to put on the wound, and some instructions Shoko had scribbled on a post-it note.

“Clean around the wound with soap and water, flush with labeled solution, then the ointment, then the bandages, blah blah blah,” you read.

“You’ve done this before?”

“No, it just literally says blah blah blah,” you held up the sticky note.

“Of course it does,” he sighed.

You shrugged. “Seems simple enough, I do have some medical training, I think I’ll be able to handle this.” You put the note down and walked over to him. He had started to unbutton his shirt.

You pushed his hand away and took over. He watched silently as you finished the last button and pulled the shirt off of his shoulders.

You found the pin in the bandage and undid it, slowly revealing the wound. You winced as you looked at the injury. It was three slashes to his shoulder that curved up towards his neck. They were an ominous shade of purple where the skin around the gashes had bruised.

“Does it hurt?”

“Not really,” he said looking at his injury. “It’s more uncomfortable than anything.”

You collected the old bandages and tossed them in his trash bin. “Get in the tub,” you instructed as you turned back to him.

“Naked?”

“Yes?” You laughed as you answered. He blushed. You smiled at him, “You did say you wanted my help to take a bath right?”

“Yes,” he said. He began to undo the button of his pants and you stepped closer and once again did it for him.

You slid his pants down and he lifted his legs as you helped him slip them off. You folded and neatly placed them next to the sink. You looked back at him and laughed, he was only wearing a pair of boxers and his ankle high socks.

“Cute,” you said. He blushed again. “You can keep those on if you’d be more comfortable.”

“Would you be more comfortable? If I kept them on?”

You laughed again. “Kento, we’ve seen each other naked plenty of times now, why would this be any different.”

He grimaced. “I’m dirty.”

“And I’m going to clean you.” He nodded. “Would it make you more comfortable if I stripped too?”

He finally smiled and shook his head. “No, it might make it worse.”

“Worse?” you asked confused.

He blushed again. “I was told to keep my movements to a minimum, and I’m afraid this… might lead to…”

You raised your eyebrows at him. “Wow Kento, I’m shocked. I’m acting as your nurse right now, that means no funny business,” you said with a sly smile.

“Of course, my apologies,” he played along.

You shook your head. “I’ll let it slide this once, but watch it mister.” You walked back to him and looked him up and down. You put a hand up to his forehead. “Now, I gotta check your vitals.”

“Hmm,” he leaned into your hand and met your eyes.

You nodded, “It’s as I thought.”

“Oh?”

You lowered your hand onto his neck and checked his pulse. “Interesting…”

“How much time do I have left?”

“Not much I’m afraid. We need to get your heartrate up.”

“Y/N…” he said your name softly, like a warning. You smiled innocently and removed your hand from his neck.

You looked up at him and placed a hand on his chest. “Please, I’m a professional.” You lowered your other hand onto his waist.

You toyed with the edge of his boxers and you saw a pink flush creep over his cheeks. You loved seeing him like this.

You slipped your fingers into his waistband and snaked your hand down into his briefs, feeling the hairs of his happy trail brush against your knuckles as you pulled down on the elastic.

“Y/N,” he whispered.

“What?” You blinked at him innocently and smiled. You let out a breath of laughter and shook your head. “I’m just teasing. I don’t want you to hurt yourself any more, but I do need you out of these.” You pulled down on his underwear and helped him step out of them as well. You folded them and he gestured towards the laundry basket. You heard him shuffle around as he removed his socks and you held the laundry basket open for him to toss them in.

You turned to look at him and blushed when you saw him in his full glory. He looked a bit embarrassed.

“I can still get naked too if you’d be more comfortable,” you said as you walked closer to him.

He smiled and shook his head. He looked down at you and gently kissed your forehead, letting his lips rest on your forehead for a while. He placed another kiss before moving his face away. “Can I ask you something?” he said.

You felt yourself get nervous, you weren’t sure why though.

“Of course.”

He stared at you for a bit before speaking again. “What…what do you think about getting dinner with me tomorrow.” He backed away.

You blinked a couple of times. “Is that what you really wanted to ask me?”

He seemed a little surprised by your question and you knew you were onto something. You recognized his hesitation, you had done the same thing earlier in the day.

He furrowed his brows and shook his head. “Am I that transparent?”

You smiled at him, “No, just a hunch.”

He reached for your forearm and wrapped his hand around it gently rubbing his thumb over your skin. He started, “I know previously…you had turned down the idea of building a deeper relationship with me. I mean, I turned you down first of course, but as I had said, I’m not going to give up.” He blinked a couple of times trying to find the right words. “So now…may I ask if you’ve changed your mind? Do you think…we could turn this into a regular thing? Us I mean.”

You tilted your head. “Us?”

The corner of his mouth twitched as he thought of what to say next. “Us,” he finally said.

“Are you asking me out?”

“Yes.” He looked you in the eye and for a moment you saw his solid personality waver, he seemed…nervous.

You sighed loudly, relieved, and he looked a little confused. “I was trying to find a way to ask you the same thing,” you said.

He cocked his head curiously.

“I..I wasn’t sure how to bring it up,” you pursed your lips. “I’ve been having a lot of fun with you. I mean you know, being physical, the sex, I..I was starting to get worried that maybe that's all this was… just fun.” You blushed.

He frowned. “No, of course not. I apologize if I had made that impression.” He looked away and cleared his throat. “I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s alright. I would have been okay with it.” You looked down at his hand. He was silent for a while and you looked up at him.

He was staring at you. “You would have been okay with this only being physical?”

You averted your gaze again. “No..” you mumbled.

“What was that?”

“No,” You looked back up at him. “I wouldn’t be okay with that. I think I deserve more than that.” You felt your face burning up.

He finally cracked a smile. “Good.” He pulled you close to him. “You do deserve more than that,” he kissed your forehead once more. “I am sorry,” he said. “I should have been clear from the start. It is my fault. I was the one that hesitated first.”

“I think we both sent mixed messages.” you grumbled. You wrapped your arms around him and breathed in deeply. He tensed. You looked up at him confused. “What?”

He was a little red. “I…” he furrowed his brows. He sighed, “You really have such an effect on me it's almost alarming.”

You were still confused until you felt something poking at you. You looked up at him and laughed. “Is that what I think it is?” He sighed and nodded a thin smile on his lips.

You cocked your head cheekily. “I can take care of this for you if you’d like.” You kept eye contact with him as you moved your hand down towards his erection.

You watched carefully as he tensed at your touch, taking in the way his breath hitched and his gaze intensified. You palmed him a couple of times before wrapping your fingers around the base of his cock. He let out a small grunt. You slowly pulled your fingers along his cock bringing your grip to the tip before letting go and pushing the head of his dick into the flesh of your palm. You pushed the flat of your hand against him and felt his hips push forward almost automatically. His arms were still wrapped around you and you felt his arms tense as the pleasure electrified his body.You felt precum lubricate your hand as he pushed his hips forward again rubbing the head of his dick desperately into your hand.

You watched his face grow more and more red and he closed his eyes, his brows furrowed and mouth slightly ajar. You could watch him forever.

He opened his eyes and he met yours. He winced and you suddenly pulled your hand away.

“You’re in pain.” You said quickly. “I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking. I-”

“I’m fine. Please.” He said, trying to catch his breath. You looked at him unsure. “I’m fine really.”

You looked at his wound and frowned, it had grown a little red. You shook your head. “I’m sorry. Shoko said-”

He kissed you. He put a hand up to grab your chin and tilt your head up towards him as he pulled back. “I’m okay,” he said. You frowned. “I’m just afraid I won’t be able to return the favor…”

“That’s the least of my worries,” you said with a laugh. “Kento, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not- It’s not painful, besides I’m almost…” he was suddenly embarrassed.

You blinked and felt your own cheeks go red as you realized the ridiculousness of the situation. “So you want to keep going?”

“Yes,” he said. “If you want to, of course.”

You looked at his wound again before looking up at him. “And you’re not in pain?”

“No,” he said. You stared a little longer. “I can take it.”

“Kento…” You sighed and put a hand up to hover over the wound. You could feel the heat radiating off of it. You frowned again. “The poison is in your bloodstream.”

“Y/N…”

“From what I understand you’re meant to keep your pulse down so that a concentrated amount of poisoned blood doesn't go directly through your heart.” You moved your hand over to the center of his chest and placed it gently. You looked back up at him. He was staring intently at you.

“Please,” he whispered.

You sighed, “Kento, this will hurt afterwards.”

“It’s a good thing you’re here then.”

You couldn’t help but smile at that. You closed your eyes and shook your head. “You’re persistent.”

“Only for you.”

You blushed.

“Fine.” You opened your eyes and saw him smile, he leaned in and touched your nose with his. You smiled and leaned closer to kiss him. He kissed you back, his hand still on your chin pulling your face closer.

You moved your hand forward and wrapped your fingers around his length again. He hissed and bit down on your lip gently.

You began sliding your hand up and down his dick again, slowly, sinfully. You listened to his breath shutter at your movements and felt his heartbeat quickening under your hand on his chest. He pushed his forehead against yours as you quickened your pace, pulling and pushing with a little more force. A soft steady moan began to escape his lips.

“Y/N,” he whimpered. Had you heard him whimper before? “Y/N,” he repeated. He leaned into your touch, becoming one with your every movement, he pressed his forehead to your temple, his mouth kissing at your jaw. You leaned your head to the side and he began peppering kisses onto your neck.

“Kento,” you began.

“Yes?” he said breathlessly.

“Can you cum for me?”

“Yes.”

“Will you?”

“Yes.”

He had moved his head forward and was leaning closely into the side of your neck, his hair tickling the bottom of your ears and his mouth pressed into your skin leaving wet passionate kisses. You had lifted your hand off of his chest and moved it up around his shoulder, lacing your fingers into his hair.

“Cum.”

He grunted and moved his hips sharply against your hand. Your hand stayed steady as he fucked himself into your unmoving fingers. He was doing all the work now, his hips desperately thrusting against your hand. “Y/N..” he was a muttering mess. “Y/N!” he said with a little more force. You felt him push himself all the way against your curled fingers and buck into them a couple of times as he came.

You glanced down and watched his reddened member shoot ropes of cum onto the bathroom floor. His whole body seemed to twitch and as he softened you realized he began to lean his body weight into you.

“Kento?” you moved your hand down to his neck and pulled his face up to look at him. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” he said softly. You could tell he was exhausted. You had him lean back against the bathroom counter and moved your hand back to the center of his chest.

His heart was thumping wildly and you let yourself absorb a bit of the poisoned energy you sensed humming in his body. You instantly felt a sore feeling spread through your bones, you’d have to tell Shoko about that later.

His shoulders dropped and you realized he looked less tense. “Better?”

“Yes.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You’re a masochist.”

“Only for you,” he said with a small smile.

You rolled your eyes but smiled back at him. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

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