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All the budget went to maki
I have more but this is about all I’m willing to give rn. 💆♂️ Not happy w it but I’m also incredibly tired.
“Yuuta is Gege’s favorite character” wah wah wah yeah well he should be everyone’s favorite character. Most special guy in the world.
Uhm
Beach Days, Bathing Suits, and Self Doubts
Genre Fluff, Comfort
Word Count 2.3k
Summary Reader is going to the beach with her friends but is insecure of the way she looks and nervous to be seen by her crush, Yuta
Warnings Fem reader, reader is in a revealing bathing suit, energy drinks, being insecure, Beaches, pre relationship, Talks of your butt, Pervert friends, Grammar and spelling, Possible Texanisms
A/N I know I keep writing pre-relationship and crush fics. I will let Yuta and reader be happy together one day I promise, but today is not that day.
yuta’s pretty bad at keeping secrets •‧₊˚⊹
“do you know what flavour lipgloss y/n uses?” nobara asks, watching you and maki make your way back from the training grounds. “the colour’s so pretty.”
megumi barely glances up. “aren’t all lipglosses basically the same?”
“no,” nobara deadpans. “they are not all the same.”
“dunno, they’re shiny.”
yuji leans in intelligently. “i think i saw her using a strawberry one?”
from the side, yuta answers without thinking, soft and certain. “no, it tastes like cherries.”
the yard fills with silence. yuta, completely unaware, reaches for his water and smiles, looking between his friends with vague confusion. “…what?”
“…how do you know that?” nobara asks slowly. “the lip gloss.”
“what about it?”
“how do you know what it tastes like?”
yuta blinks, slowly realizing he’s just confidently identified your lipgloss flavor. what the implications of that are. his ears go faintly pink. “…i mean,” he adds, voice smaller, “it could be strawberry cherry?”
yuji furrows his brows after a long silence. “you said tastes.”
“yeah,” panda repeats, grinning. “tastes.”
the colour drains from yuta’s face, then comes the bright red. “i—i misspoke.”
“you did not,” nobara says immediately.
“i can explain,” yuta corrects, stuttering, just as a voice cuts through saying, “hey, has anyone seen my water bottle?”
you walk over with maki, towel slung around your shoulders from training, and stop as everyone turns, the atmosphere suspiciously weird.
your eyes flick from nobara’s barely contained excitement to panda’s grin to yuta, who looks seconds away from launching himself into orbit.
“…what happened?”
nobody answers, then yuji points to yuta. “he knows what your lipgloss tastes like.”
your face heats immediately. “oh.”
“oh?” nobara repeats. “OH?”
you glance at yuta, yuta glances at you. the look lasts for maybe half a second, but unfortunately, it’s the guiltiest half second in human history.
you step closer, slow smile forming. “yuta.”
he looks at you like he’s waiting for judgment. you reach up, gently tap his cheek. “you’re really bad at being secret about us.”
his shoulders drop in surrender, pink blooming up his neck, and nobara squeals, gripping megumi’s shoulders (he shoves her off). inumaki gives a “salmon” with a thumbs up.
from the bench, yuji whispers loudly, “WAIT—US?”
megumi closes his eyes. “how long’ve you been dating.”
yuta rubs a hand over his face. “….six months.”
the collective scream is loud enough to scare birds from the trees.
⤷ Yuta Okkotsu is back from Africa! (can be read as a standalone or part 2 to my other post)
"Is that the only reason you're here."
Megumi wasn't happy when you woke him up in the middle of the night, he knew you missed your boyfriend but who knew you were this lonely. (It's almost sad)
"Your dogs are adorable okay. And they love me!" You ignored his glare and focused on the adorable balls of fur in front of you. Shiro and Kuro had their tongue and were seemingly content with getting their bellies rubbed.
"Go back to your dorm. It's late."
You pouted and Kuro jumped on you, clearly he wasn't happy with Megumi interrupting his belly rubs. You lifted yourself up and crouched closer to the dog.
"Do you always wake Yuta up this late. You're probably the reason his eyebags are so visible.." Megumi muttered under his breath.
You stood up from your crouching position and chose to ignore his words when he said that, "Fine if you don't want me here then i'll just find Toge-"
And the door was slammed shut in your face. He muttered something along the lines of say less from the other side of the door. Geez how rude.
Now that you think about it Toge might be asleep anyway, and you were feeling a bit sleepy now. You found your way back to your own dorm, the covers felt even warmer now after your body heat warmed up from the dogs. Your eyelids were closing on their own, and soon enough you drifted into darkness with only a thought on your mind, did Yuta get your letter?
Meanwhile in Africa, Yuta collapsed onto his bed. Only a few more days until he could come back to jujutsu high, he couldn't wait. He hadn't gotten the chance to fully meet the new first years yet. He missed his friends and was dying to see you. He grabbed his phone and scrolled up to see if there was any new messages. No new notifications, mayhaps you were sleeping. It wasn't that late yet where he was, so he had some time.
Just then there was a knock on his hotel door, who could it be? Opening it, Yuta looked around but found no one, then he looked down and saw a single white envelope. Written on it was his name with a small heart next to it. He was wondering who left it there, fortunately Yuta didn't notice the white haired idiot with a blindfold on his face sniggering just around the corner.
Yuta sat on his bed and opened the letter, he read the contents slowly and barely noticed his face breaking into a toothy grin. Rika appeared and she however did notice.
"Yuuta! Your face is red, is something wrong?"
He put the letter down and stared dreamily at the wall, probably daydreaming about finally getting to see you again after so long.
"Everything's fine Rika don't worry, oh hey you remember my girlfriend? She says hi."
Rika was weary of you at first, seeing you off as a threat to Yuta, but slowly she warmed up to you and you two were pretty comfortable with each other. You even let her pick your outfit sometimes on date nights with Yuta.
Rika smiled hearing that, it was hard to see but she let out a little sound.
"Let's go Rika, we're going back to Jujutsu high! Miguel can handle the rest."
Yuta grabbed his suitcase and threw everything he could inside before bolting out the door. Geez, Rika thought. His friends would probably call him a weirdo if she saw how he was right now.
Ouch! I should probably let this cool down.. You let go of the cup of hot chocolate you had just microwaved and leaned against the counter. It's been almost a week since your letter was sent yet you hadn't gotten a reply from Yuta yet.
Just as you were about to go back to your dorm, you felt a burst of curse energy in the room. You swore you recognized it but just in case..
Your hands reached the cup of noodles nearby and was ready to swing until you felt someone's nose gently nudging your nape along with a pair arms engulfing you tightly. Is that who you thought it was-?
"I knew you'd be up at this time, you kept telling me how you couldn't sleep"
So it is him!
"Yuta!! I thought you weren't supposed to be back for another week, did you get my letter?"
"Hi pretty, of course I did! It's the reason I came back early, plus Miguel can take care of the rest."
You finally turned around and got a good look at him. For awhile, you'd only seen glimpses of him through selfies and photos he sent. It's like he transformed into a different person, his baby face had shaped into a more defined and sharper one. And since when did his eye bags get so bad? You didn't even want to get started on his hair.
"Well don't you look different" You chuckled, pushing hair out of his face
"I know I know, is it bad?"
His arm was swiped upon saying that, to which he just laughed and tightened his grip on you. It really was great seeing you after so long, Yuta couldn't wait to finally spend some much needed quality time with you and catch up with his friends.
"No way! You just look even cuter now. Oh my gosh you'll never guess what Panda did the other day."
Yuta stood there smiling as he listened to you ramble on, occasionally pressing light kisses against your cheek. He really was different, no longer blushing profusely and getting shy when you kissed him back.
Sure his new look was a contrast compared to his old one, but he was still your Yuta, and that's all that matters.
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✦ MY LOVE IS WIDER. . .
. . . wider than victoria lake
━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ 乙骨憂太 : YUTA OKKOTSU
"yuta, I have work today..." you groaned in feigned annoyance but made no move to push him off, fingers tangled in his soft hair as you suppressed a small smile, the feeling of his lips tickling your skin. "just call in sick, love", your husband whispered as he continued peppering small kisses all over your neck, gently nibbling on the sensitive skin, "I'll do the same and we'll just stay in bed all day... I don't want to to be away from you yet.." it sounded like such a good idea; allowing yourself to stay in his embrace, yuta's warm body pressed against yours as he was already working on his attempt at kissing you senseless. the thought of lazing around and doing absolutely nothing with him was so much more enjoyable than having to sit at work, all while knowing what you were missing out on. you sighed, his hand warm underneath your shirt and his fingers sprawled across your stomach, thumb gently rubbing against your skin as he kissed the corner of your mouth in another effort of convincing you of how excellent of a plan he had just laid out in front of you. it would be silly not to agree to it, really. a once in a lifetime opportunity that you just had to take, especially when you both knew that you wanted to stay right were you were just as badly as he did. that you were too weak to resist, especially when he was being even more gentle than he already was normally; his fingers soothingly tracing small patterns over your skin, as if hoping it would maybe make you so comfortable you just had to stay with him.
and it was true. the longer he kept up his antics, the weaker grew your resolve and the more likely it would become that you would finally give in. he knew by now just what he had to do if he wanted to keep you to himself for a bit longer; how he had to tilt his head and kiss you to make clear just how badly he wanted you to be as close as possible right now. another exasperated sigh fell from your lips, but yuta could tell that it was far from genuine. he'd heard that sound enough times to know that it meant he would come out of this as the winner—although you had to admit that you weren't necessarily losing either. "if I stay home, then at least go get my phone so I can call before I forget about it"
notes : literally just made some bullshit + yes ive used those lyrics before, what about it
House clean, clothes washed, dog fed, dinner ready💃💃
If I were in Jujutsu Kaisen and in a fight with Yuta, and he looked at me like that, I would not be responsible for my actions.
when you can't sleep (because I can't)
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Yuuta was already asleep.
You could tell by the way his breathing had gone deep and slow, his chest rising and falling beneath your cheek in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. One of his hands was tucked loosely in your hair, like even in sleep he couldn't bear to let go.
But you? You were still counting the cracks in the ceiling.
he fell asleep in maki's lap 😴
GACHIAKUTA CHAPTER 167.2 SPOILERS‼️
you're fucking lying😂 ENJIN IF YOU DONT GET BACK UP IM GONNA GO INSANE
also if he DOES heal from this (which im hoping he will) his neck tattoo is gonna be GONE😭