The walls of the barracks were quiet, the only sounds the distant clanging of blades and the soft whispers of soldiers preparing for another day. You leaned against the cool stone, watching the light shift through the narrow windows, contemplating your place in this relentless world.
Levi Ackerman had always been an enigma. His presence commanded respect, yet he often kept others at arm’s length. You admired his strength and resilience but struggled to decipher the layers beneath his stoic exterior. You’d had your eyes on him for a while, sure he was a bit mean and had a resting bitch face, but he was tidy and he was handsome. His cold eyes and smooth skin… his soft hair, the way his muscles showed through his uniform when he moved even just a little bit
One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the training yard, you found yourself alone with him. He was cleaning his blades, each movement deliberate and precise. You hesitated before approaching, the air thick with unspoken words.
“Why do you linger?” he asked, not looking up from his task. You stood up straight, hoping he hadn’t noticed the way that you had been staring at him while you pretended to be busy cleaning your boots.
“I was just—” You fumbled, heart racing. “I wanted to see if you needed help.”
He finally glanced at you, his piercing gaze locking onto yours. “Help? I can handle my own equipment.” You gnawed at the inside of your lip, worried this was a bad idea.
You nodded, swallowing hard. “I know. I just thought… maybe we could talk?”
He sighed, placing his blade down. “Talk about what?” He looked at you, his heart thumping a little bit faster than usual. He knew you well, you were in his squad and had spoken many times, he really liked talking with you, though he didn’t plan on admitting that of course.
You hesitated again, then took a step closer. “About everything. The fights, the losses… and us.”
A flicker of surprise crossed his face, quickly masked by indifference. “There is no ‘us.’ There’s the mission and the people we protect. Focus on that.” He had already lost so much, he knew he wouldn’t be able to deal with the pain of losing someone so close to him, so he made sure to keep you at a distance all these years, constantly reminding himself not to grow any attachments.
His words stung, but you refused to back down. “You think I can’t care about both? You’re not just a soldier to me, Levi.”
For a moment, the air was thick with tension. Levi’s expression softened, just slightly. “I don’t do well with attachments. They only lead to pain.”
“I get that,” you said softly, “but isolating yourself won’t protect you from it.” You shifted your weight from leg to leg as you stood anxiously in front of him, trying your best to keep up a confident facade
He studied you, as if searching for something. “You don’t understand the weight of this world.” He was right, you’d been on his squad for only 2 years and somehow you’d always been sent with a group that rarely attracted the attention of any titans. ‘Lucky’ you had called yourself, though hearing that someone you were close too wasn’t coming home was enough to make you want to die every time.
“Maybe I don’t, but I want to share that weight with you. You don’t have to carry it alone.” You didn’t know everything your captain had gone through, but you knew he’d seen stuff that was enough to drive an ordinary man completely insane.
He stood, the space between you suddenly feeling charged with unspoken emotions. “You think you can change my mind?”
“I think you deserve to feel something other than pain. Just let me in.” Levi shuddered slightly at your words, his gaze softening ever so slightly.
A long pause stretched between you, the silence echoing your heart’s desperate plea. Finally, he stepped closer, the distance shrinking. “You’re persistent.”
“Is that a bad thing?”
Levi’s lips curled into a rare, almost imperceptible smile. “It’s annoying.”
You chuckled softly, relief washing over you. “Maybe I can live with that.”
He held your gaze for a heartbeat longer before stepping back, the barrier still there but slightly more permeable. “Just remember: I’m not easy to love.”
You met his eyes with determination. “I’m not afraid of a challenge.”
With a slight nod, Levi turned back to his blades, but the tension in the air had shifted. You knew it wouldn’t be easy, but for the first time, you felt the possibility of something more—a connection forged in the fires of battle and tempered by understanding.
And as the last light of day faded, you stood by his side, ready to face whatever came next together.
He tells you he loves you for the first time (JJK)
Summary: when the JJK men knew they were in love with you
wc:
Warnings: swearing
includes: Gojo, Choso, Geto, Toji
Satoru Gojo
The night was calm, a blanket of stars adorning the sky as you and your boyfriend Gojo Satoru sat at a secluded spot near the river, the sound of flowing water creating a soothing rhythm. It was a rare moment of peace amid the chaos of the Jujutsu world.
As you both gazed at the stars, Gojo's usually carefree demeanor was replaced by a contemplative silence. You turned to him, noticing the pensive expression on his face.
"Something on your mind, Toru?" you asked, concern lacing your words.
He tore his gaze away from the stars, his eyes meeting yours with a hint of vulnerability. "Yeah, actually. I've been thinking…"
Your heart skipped a beat at the rare seriousness in his tone. "About what?"
He hesitated for a moment, as if searching for the right words. "About us. You and me."
You furrowed your brows, a flicker of worry crossing your features. "Is everything okay?"
He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "You know, there isn't a specific moment I can pinpoint. It's like… it's been a gradual thing."
Confusion clouded your expression as you tried to follow his train of thought.
"It's like every time I look at you," Gojo continued, his gaze unwavering, "I feel this… this warmth. It's like you bring a kind of peace into my chaotic life."
Your heart swelled at his words, a wave of emotions washing over you. You reached out, taking his hand in yours.
"Sometimes," he confessed, his voice softer, "I catch myself thinking about you all the damn time. I guess it's because… I care about you. A lot."
Your breath caught at the sincerity in his words, the vulnerability he was showing taking you by surprise.
"And then," he continued, his gaze intensifying, "there are these moments, insignificant yet significant at the same time, when I catch myself just… admiring you. Your dedication, your strength, your kindness… I admire it all."
The warmth in your chest spread like wildfire, and you couldn't help but smile at him, your eyes shimmering with unspoken feelings.
"It's like… I realised somewhere along the way," Gojo murmured, "that I'm in love with you."
Your heart felt like it was about to burst with joy, overwhelmed by the depth of his confession. You leaned in closer, cupping his face gently in your hands.
"Satoru," you whispered, your voice filled with tenderness, "I love you too. More than words can say."
"Good, now shut up and kiss me."
Choso Kamo
The afternoon sun filtered through the branches, casting playful patterns on the forest floor as you and Choso strolled hand in hand along a winding path. The air was filled with the chirping of birds and the rustle of leaves, a tranquil melody to accompany your quiet walk.
"Hey, love," Choso spoke softly, his tone tinged with a hint of nervousness.
You turned to him, a soft smile gracing your lips. "What's on your mind?"
He hesitated for a moment, his gaze wandering to the swaying trees before meeting your eyes with a warmth that mirrored the sunlight. "It's about us."
Your heart skipped a beat, curiosity dancing in your eyes. "Us?"
"Yeah," he began, his voice carrying a tenderness that resonated deeply. "I've been thinking a lot lately... about how things are between us."
Your hand tightened slightly around his, silently encouraging him to continue.
"You know," he said, his tone growing more earnest, "there's this feeling... when you're not around, it's like something's missing. Like a part of me is incomplete."
A soft blush tinted his cheeks as he struggled to articulate his emotions, his gaze never leaving yours.
"But when you're with me," Choso continued, his voice becoming more assured, "everything feels right. Your presence brings this sense of peace and warmth that I can't explain."
Your heart swelled with affection, touched by his words and the vulnerability in his demeanor.
"And I've realized," he confessed, his eyes shimmering with sincerity, "that I care about you more than I ever thought possible. It's... it's like I've fallen for you, deeply."
His vulnerability melted any doubts you might have had, and you couldn't help but beam at him, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings.
"Choso," you murmured, your voice filled with tenderness, "I've felt the same way for a while now. You mean the world to me too."
With a gentle smile, he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, "I love you."
Suguru Geto
The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the park where you and Suguru Geto sat on a bench, enjoying a tranquil afternoon together. The air was filled with the soft murmur of leaves rustling in the breeze and the distant laughter of children playing nearby.
Suguru had been quiet for a while, his usual composed demeanor tinged with a hint of hesitation. You glanced at him, noticing the thoughtful expression on his face.
"Is everything alright, Suguru?" you asked, concern lacing your voice.
He turned to you, a gentle smile playing on his lips, though a faint nervousness flickered in his eyes. "There's something I've been wanting to say."
Your heart skipped a beat, curiosity piqued by his words. "What is it?"
He took a deep breath, his gaze softening as he met your eyes with a rare vulnerability. "I love you."
A rush of emotions surged through you, surprise mingled with joy at his unexpected confession. His words hung in the air, carrying a weight that filled the serene atmosphere of the park.
"Suguru…" You were momentarily speechless, overwhelmed by the sincerity in his voice.
"I've realised," he continued, his voice gentle but resolute, "that you've become an integral part of my life. Your presence brings a sense of calmness and understanding that I've never experienced before."
His vulnerability touched your heart, and you reached for his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"I care about you deeply," Suguru admitted, his eyes never leaving yours. "I couldn't imagine my life without you."
Tears welled up in your eyes, moved by the depth of his emotions. "I feel the same way, Suguru. You mean everything to me."
As the sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the warmth of your shared emotions. In that fleeting moment, Suguru's tender words lingered in the air, weaving a promise of enduring love and a future filled with shared moments of understanding and affection.
Toji Zenin
The evening sun painted streaks of amber across the sky as you lounged with Toji Zenin in your apartment. He reclined on the couch, exuding his typical nonchalant aura, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You've been unusually quiet," you remarked, breaking the comfortable silence.
Toji glanced at you, a small glint in his eyes. "Yeah, well, there's something I've been meaning to tell you."
Your curiosity piqued, and you gave him an encouraging nod. "Go on."
He leaned back further, an air of confidence enveloping him. "I love you."
His words were unexpected, but they carried a hint of his trademark cockiness. You couldn't help but chuckle at his straightforwardness.
"Toji," you replied, amusement dancing in your eyes, "that's… surprisingly sentimental coming from you."
He shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant but failing to hide the genuine sentiment behind his words. "Yeah, well, what can I say? You kinda grew on me."
A playful grin tugged at your lips. "I'm flattered, really."
He leaned in a bit closer, the smirk on his face softening into something more genuine. "You know, you're not so bad to have around. You make things… interesting."
You couldn't suppress a smile at his attempt to express himself. "Interesting, huh?"
"Yeah," he nodded, almost sheepishly, his bravado momentarily fading. "I mean, I don't really care about much, but you… you're different."
The sincerity in his eyes made your heart flutter. Despite his tough exterior, he was showing a rare glimpse of vulnerability.
"Well," you replied, a warmth filling your chest, "I think you're pretty alright yourself, Toji."
He leaned back, trying to regain his casual demeanor. "Don't get too used to the sappy stuff. It's a one-time thing."
You chuckled, knowing him too well. "Got it. Your reputation's safe with me."
As the evening settled in, the banter between you and Toji continued, the sentimentality of the moment swiftly replaced by his familiar cockiness. Yet, in that fleeting instance, you both knew that behind his tough facade, his casual "I love you" held a depth of emotion that made it all the more special.
