𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟑: 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐌𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦
A/N: Hey everyone! I’m finally back with Part 3. I’m so happy you all enjoyed the first two parts, it really means a lot! This will be the final part of this series, so I hope you love it just as much ♡˖ If you have any ideas or requests for future headcanons, feel free to share them! 🫶🏻.
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Two days later, Gojo's birthday came.
The day you were supposed to spend making him the happiest man alive.
At least you tried, but he ruined it. Instead, it was the quietest birthday of his life.
There was no cake, no party, no laughter, no flower that you chose them one by one yourself, there was nothing because you who made all these thing matter, were gone.
Days later, he was sat at the table of your favorite café, shades hiding his tired eyes. Everyone was there; Nobara, Megumi, Yuuji, Maki, Inumaki, All. But the atmosphere was heavy.
Every laugh or smile they gave wasn't for him anymore, it was all for you. You were sitting at the other end of the table surrounded by them. Nobara didn't leave your side not even for a second. Yuuji cracked jokes to make you smile and when you did, it shattered him.
They were trying to make you feel better, but Gojo kept showing up because he thought maybe he could something and because he's still part of the friend group.
But all what he did was watching you from afar, even his favorite coffee tasted bitter this time. His chest was aching so bad.
He wanted to walk up to you, to say something, anything but when your eyes met his, they were cold, he didn't even recognize the look you gave to him. He stayed silent, let you laugh without him, The strongest felt powerless for the very first time.
Two months later. He had tried everything, Flowers, your favorite dessert s, jewelry, very expensive jewelries, delivered to your door. He even considered buying you a car.
And every single time, you send them back, no note, no thank you, just rejection.
Finally, you would call him out about it.
It was at Jujutsu High, you stood in front of him, your arms crossed and voice sharp as a blade, "Satoru, you need to stop".
He looked at you, "Stop what? Making sure my pretty girl has everything she deserves?"
"I'm not your girl Satoru, not anymore" those words hit him hard.
You stepped closer, looking him dead in the eye, "I don't want this expensive shit Satoru, You can't buy forgiveness with money, you can't buy me back. So stop trying"
Every muscle in his fave tensed, "YN..." his voice was quiet, too quiet for someone who used to be loud, "Then what do I have to do? Tell me what should I do?"
"Nothing" your voice cracked, "I tried, I really tried to forgive you, to forget what you did, but I couldn't.. because everytime I close my eyes, I remember the humiliation and embarrassment I felt in front of everyone at the café, the dirty looks I received from people after accusing me out loud"
He swallowed hard, looking away because he couldn't meet your sharp gaze, "I was stupid, I was an asshole..."
"Yeah...you were and that's why we're here...and I don't think I'll ever heal from this" You whispered and turned to leave, his hands twitched like he wanted to grab yours, but he stopped himself, he didn't want to make you hate him more than that.
Weeks later, you and Gojo still crossed paths. You have mutual friends after all.
He saw you interact with everyone else, except for him. He tried to joke around with you sometimes, but you kept it short, a nod or a polite smile, that's all, never more than a sentence or two.
You were moving on, but he was still stuck there, waiting, having hope that one day, you'll come back.
That's how long you stayed away from him. Three weeks of unanswered texts or calls that took every drop of courage in him to make.
Suguru didn't take that well. At first, he tried to respect your space. He told himself you'd come back when you're ready. But your silence became unbearable, the house started to feel like a tomb, each day bled into the next.
And soon, he stopped leaving the apartment. The curtains stayed closed, lights off. The house you once called a home is now a graveyard of empty mugs and cold take out boxes.
Even Gojo was worried....worried enough to call you and beg you, "YN... He's not answering me, or Shoko, no one. It's like he disappeared. Please...just check on him. I don't like this"
Those words made your stomach twist, and heart drop. You didn't even think... you grabbed your spare key and rushed to the apartment.
At first you knocked multiple times and when he didn't open the door, you walked in.
The moment your feet stepped inside, you froze. The place was dark, suffocating. The place that was once filled with your giggles, laughter and jokes is now silent, eerily quite.
"Suguru...?" you whispered his name softly at first.
And your heart pounded when there was no response... hands shaking as you walked to the bedroom. The door creaked open and there he was, sitting on the edge of the bed, hunched over, head low staring at the floor.
Your breath caught. He looked...wrecked, destroyed. His long hair tangled in a mess,
"Suguru..." you called again, louder.
His head shot up and looked at you. He didn't believe it was real. For a split second, panic rushed through him.
He quickly ran a hand through his hair, glancing around the room as if he could somehow hide the chaos. "YN...I..."
You didn't let him finish, without second thought, you closed the distance between you and pulled him into your arms.
He stiffened at first, completely froze like he didn't deserve your touch. But when you didn't let go....when you held him even tighter...his arms wrapped around you so fiercely.
His face buried deep in your neck, and that's when you felt his shoulders trembling. And that's when he felt that this indeed was real.
"I'm sorry" he whispered, "I'm so sorry YN. I never meant to hurt you, I never meant to make you feel that way".
"Shhh that's okay" you whispered back, holding him feeling how desperately he needed you,
"I love you" he murmured, "I love you more than you think... don't leave this time"
You pulled back slowly, just enough to see his face.
You saw how bad he punished himself, how much he suffered in your absence. You reached up and gently brushed a few strands of his messy hair away from his face.
"Apology accepted" you muttered with a smile.
For a moment he just stared at you, and then without warning, his lips crashed onto yours.
The kiss wasn't soft, it was desperate. It held all the pain, all the longing but most importantly all the love he'd been drowning in for weeks.
His hands grabbed your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him scared that you might go.
When he finally broke the kiss to breathe, his forehead rested against yours, "I'll never do that again YN... you're everything to me"
And this time you believed him.
After that both of you cleaned the room, took a refreshing shower together and spent the rest of the night cuddling, just happy in each other's arms.
You needed space, despite his heartfelt apology.
Despite his regret and guilt, you insisted to take that break and he didn't oppose that.
So you took your things and stayed in your dorm room in Jujutsu High.
Megumi didn't push beyond what you allowed, but he tried. Quietly, desperately.
Everyday there was something sent by him delivered by Nobara or Yuuji, like your favorite chocolate, favorite chips, favorite juice and biscuits. As well as little handwriting notes slipped under your door since you ignored all of his texts.
You could feel how sorry he was through the sharp handwriting, [I miss you YN] [Please take care of yourself] [ Don't skip meals and drink enough water] [I love you YN]
They were small things but they've shown his gentle persistence and quiet devotion.
You've never thrown these notes in the trash can though, you've kept them in a box in your room, they felt real and precious.
A week passed, you told yourself you were still mad. But that night, you needed a breather away from all the thoughts.
Something pulled you out to the balcony, the beed for a night fresh air, for peace. And that's when you saw him, Megumi.
He was sat on the edge of the balcony. His head tilted back as he stared at the night sky.
You froze in place as you looked at him, not sure if you should go back to your room or stay.
And that's when you heard him sniff, his breath hitching.. He was crying.
Your heart cracked wide open. He was crying....for you. Silently, alone, stars were his only companion.
"Megumi.." your voice was soft and hesitant yet he heard him instantly.
His head snapped towards you, his eyes wide in shock. He didn't expect you to come out in the balcony late at night.
He quickly wiped his tears, "YN" he muttered, his voice hoarse.
You walked towards him slowly. Neither of you said a word until you were standing right in front of him.
His eyes met yours and the world went still. You could see everything in there, his regret, his love, his fear of losing you and you hated that you were too harsh on him for so long.
Without thinking, you cupped his face and before you could stop yourself, you leaned in and kissed him.
It wasn't soft or careful. It was everything both of you had been holding back for a week. He kissed you back, hands trembling as he gripped your waist.
"I love you" he whispered againt your lips, over and over again, "I love you YN. I love you so fucking much. I'll never hurt you again. Never".
You pulled back just enough to rest your forehead against his, "Don't" you whispered, "don't ever doubt me like that again"
"I won't —I'd rather die before I doubt you again" he promised, holding you tighter.
And under the stars, with his arms locked around you, you finally let your love win.
It had been weeks since that fight. Weeks since you slapped him and spat the truth in his face.
You hadn't heard from him since that night, at least not directly. But his presence lingered.
Dozens of missed calls and unread texts. Hand written notes that felt like as his claws had craved them. [ Come back. You're mine YN. You can't run away from me forever] [ We are meant to be together YN. You can't hide from that].
You ignored all of them. Because for the first time you had space...space to breathe, to think.
And in that silence, you realized something you had been to blind to see; Sukuna didn't love you the way you deserved. He wanted to own you, to control you. And you let him because you loved him. But love shouldn't feel like chains around your neck, love should make you float.
You sat on the edge of your bed, staring at the city lights from your window. Your chest was heavy with the decision you took, it was final, and you knew it was the right thing to do.
When your phone buzzed you knew who it was without looking at the screen. This time you answered.
"YN" he said voice raw and unsteady, "you finally answered"
"What do you wnat Sukuna?" you said coldly.
"What do I want?" he repeated, his voice darkening, "I want you back where you belong. With me"
You laughed bitterly, "With you? you mean back to hell?"
"YN don't start this shit—"
"No" your voice cut through, "you listen to me for once. I did everything for you. I gave you all of me. All of that wasn't enough. Despite my loyalty and devotion you doubted me in the worst way possible and threw me. And now when you realized that you messed up, you want me back, because why? Because I belong. To.You? I'm not a property Sukuna, to belong to somebody"
"YN. I already apologized.. You can see that I'm trying to fix this shit—"
"You can't fix this shit..you know why? Because this isn't about one fight, Sukuna. This is about you. About what you are, and what you've always been"
He went dead silent, and you knew his silence this time means rage.
"You're toxic...you control, you destroy. And I let you. I let you do that to me because I loved you so much it blinded me..but not this time, I'm not blind anymore"
"Don't....YN don't you fucking dare do that to me"
You closed your eyes shut, "It's over Sukuna, the moment you you grabbed my face and told me to fuck off, I knew it was over" you said swallowing the lump in your throat.
"YN don't, you'll regret this, I'm the only one for you and you know that"
"Goodbye Sukuna" you said and hung up.
You turned your phone off before he calls you again and again.
You curled into yourself sobbing, not only because letting go was hard, but because you regretted letting him destroy you and break you to this point.
But for the first time in a looong time, you felt free.
Sukuna on the other hand, fell to his knees. The king of curses finally learned what it meant to lose. He kept promising himself that he'll find you and bring you back to him from wherever you're hiding.
You watched from the window as Choso left Maki’s house that night. His shoulders slumped, steps heavy.
It broke your heart a little, but still you needed time. The break was only supposed to be three days. Just some time apart so you could breathe.
You stayed in Maki’s guest room, phone in hand, and every time you unlocked it, those unread voicemails popped up.
You were hesitant to hear them, afraid that his voice might make you weak.
The first time you pressed play, his voice cracked through the speaker: Baby…please, pick up. Just once. Please, I need to hear your voice. I’m sorry, I didn’t let you talk. I was an idiot, ..I can’t lose you.
The second one was worse...full of sobs: I’m begging you. Come home. Or let me see you. Just once. I’ll do anything, Y/N.
And then the third: I left your favorite food outside the door. If you’re hungry…I know you like extra sauce, so.. I just want you to eat, okay? Please take care of yourself…please.
You couldn’t even finish the rest without tearing up.
He came every day. Every. Single. Day. With your favorite dishes, with hope that maybe today you’d open the door and let him in.
But everytime you refused to leave the guest room, he would just sit in Maki's living room chat with her and make her promise him that she'll take good care of you and then he leaves.
But as you laid there on Maki’s bed listening to his broken voice in the voicemails, all you could think of was "God, I love him. I love him so much" .
You had already forgiven him deep down. You just… didn’t want to admit it yet.
On the fourth day, you didn't even hesitate to open the door for him when you heard his usual, soft knocks.
You took a deep breath, walked to the door, and opened it.
Eyes swollen, hair messy, dark circles etched under his eyes from the sleepless nights, holding another takeout bag.
He froze when he saw you like he thought he was hallucinating, "YN...!?" he muttered in disbelief.
You didn’t say a word. You just stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him, burying your face into his chest.
His breath hitched sharply before his arms locked around you, tight, desperate.
Then, without warning, he lifted you off the ground, instinctively you wrapped your legs around his torso as he held you like he’d never let go again.
His voice was trembling, muttering into your shoulder over and over. "Baby..I’m sorry..I’m so fucking sorry, Y/N..I love you...I love you so much..please I’ll never doubt you again....I'll be a better man for you..I swear"
You nodded against him, your own tears falling now, because his sincerity hit like a punch to your chest.
When you pulled back just enough to look at him, his face was wet, tears streaming freely.
So you leaned in and kissed him. At first, it was soft. Just lips brushing. But then all the bottled-up emotions exploded, and the kiss turned deeper, hungrier.Choso kissed you like your lips is the only thing that's keeping him alive.
His hands gripping you like you’d vanish if he let go. When you broke apart, panting, foreheads pressed together, he whispered, "Let’s go home. To our home. Please. It feels so cold without you" .
You laughed softly through your tears and nodded, "Okay… let’s go"
And for the first time in days, he smiled...a real one, even through the tears.
He kissed you again before carrying you out like you were the most precious thing in his world. Because to him, you definitelyy are.
Your hands were trembling as you clutched the handle of your suitcase and left the house.
After everything you had done to make him feel loved, safe, wanted and that he belongs.… he tore it all apart with his rage.
You didn’t look back. Not when he called your name multiple times.
Not when you heard his footsteps pounding, chasing behind you, "Y/N! Wait—fuck—WAIT!" His voice was hoarse, urgent, nothing like the cocky, confident man you fell in love with.
But you kept walking. Because if you looked back now, you’d crumble, you'd be completely shattered.
"YN WA–" Then it happened, you heard it, the screech of tires. The sickening thud.
The world stopped in its tracks. Your heart jumped violently in your chest as you whipped around... just in time to see his body hit.
"TOJI" you screamed, your suitcase forgotten, crashing to the ground as you bolted towards him.
People were already gathering, murmuring in panic.
You shoved them aside and dropped to your knees, your heart shattering into pieces at the sight of him blood trickling from the side of his head, his breath shallow.
You cupped his face in your shaking hands, in complete shock, your wide open as he laid in your arms.
"No, no, no… Toji" Your voice cracked as you shook him lightly, "Someone call an ambulance! NOW!"
His eyelids fluttered weakly, and then his eyes locked on yours.
Even in pain, even as his life slipped through his fingers, he smiled. That same damn smile that used to melt you every time.
"Y/N…. I'm sorry, I really love you" he said faintly.
Your breath hitched, your whole body trembling. "Don’t you dare say that like it’s the last time... you hear me?! Don’t you....don’t you fucking do this to me,...Toji!" you gasped between words.
His bloody hand lifted slowly, shakily, to touch your cheek, and you broke completely.
"I’m sorry" he whispered, "I’m… so fucking sorry. Should’ve trusted you… should’ve trusted us"
"No Toji...please, no… stay with me!" You whispered, tears refusing to come out because of shock, "I forgive you! Do you hear me? I forgive you, I love you, I love you so much—just stay with me! PLEASE!...TOJI OPEN YOUR EYES, GODDAMN IT TOJI WAKE UP"
You shook him, desperate, your voice raw with terror and fear.
The sound of sirens filled the air, but all you could hear was the pounding of your own heart, everything else felt unreal.. as if nothing of it was real, not the people around you, everything slowed down, eardrums clogged as you watched bow the medics took him..
But your soul whispering a prayer "Please God don't take him away from me".
Hours later at the hospital, You hadn’t moved from his side. You sat in that cold white room, his large hand clasped tightly in yours, Praying over and over again.
Guilt eating you up, "it's all because of me" you said between silent sobs.
Then his fingers twitched against yours, your heart nearly stopped."Toji…?" you whispered, your head snapping up.
His eyelids fluttered open, and there they were—those eyes you thought you’d never see again.
"God–you're awake.." you choked out, tears blurring your vision as you surged forward and hugged him as gently as you could, "you scared the hell out of me!"
A low, weak chuckle rumbled in his chest, "Really? Did I?" His voice was raspy, tired, but his usual smirk was there.
You pulled back just enough to look at him, brushing damp strands of hair off his forehead, "Don’t you dare joke right now,...I thought I lost you"
His gaze softened in a way that shattered you all over again. He raised his hand, still weak, still trembling and cupped your face,
"Guess I needed a car to knock some sense into me" he muttered, "I was a fucking idiot, Y/N. I let my temper… my jealousy… ruin everything. You didn’t deserve that. You didn’t deserve me like that"
You shook your head, "Shhh....Don’t you dare say that. I love you, Toji. I always have. Always will"
He stared at you like you were the only thing that mattered in this world.
And when you leaned in and kissed him softly, he kissed you back like a starving man who just got a second chance at life.
When you pulled away, foreheads pressed together, you whispered, "I'm sorry, this happened to tou because of m—"
"No.. don't say that YN.. it was my fault from the very beginning so don't you dare take the blame.. I'm fine now and I'm never letting you go again, Y/N. Never"
"I'm not going anywhere too" you whispered and put your head on his chest soflty.
You told him not to call you. Not to text you. And Kento respected that, because he’s a man of his word.
But that didn’t mean he stopped caring or worrying. Every night, when you went on your usual evening walk, he was there watching quietly from a distance, making sure you were safe.
When you went to your favorite café, he sat at a table outside, where you couldn’t see him.
Not because he wanted to stalk you, but because even if you hated him now, he still loves you more than himself.
But days turned into weeks. Almost three.
And every day without you felt like hell, like torture.
He started overthinking, assuming, "maybe she fell out of love with me. Maybe she’s moving on"
That thought ate him alive.
So, he did something he never thought he would, he called your cousin and asked to meet him at a café so they can talk.
And later that day, Nanami sat across from your cousin, hands clasped tightly together. His tone was calm but heavy with guilt, "I need your help" he said simply, "I know I don’t deserve it, but… I can’t lose her..I can't lose YN"
Your cousin raised a brow, arms crossed, "You really messed up. She was crushed, disappointed"
"I know" Nanami lowered his gaze, his voice quiet, "And I’d spend the rest of my life making it up to her, if she lets me. Just, please. Tell her that"
Your cousin studied him for a long moment. Then sighed, "She still loves you, you know. She’s just angry and hurt"
Nanami’s lips pressed together, "I love her more than I’ve ever loved anything in my life. If you could help me make this right"
Later that evening…Your cousin called you and told you every about it. How Nanami reached out to him, how he'd never seen a man look so broken and of course urged you to give him a chance.
You hesitated, but you missed him. God, you missed him so much. And deep down, you’d forgiven him the first time he apologized. You were just… hurt.
And for that, you said yes. So when Nanami asked to meet you, you agreed.
You met at a restaurant. When you walked in, your breath caught.
He had reserved the entire place, candles on every table, soft music playing. It wasn’t flashy. It wasn’t over the top. It was Nanami style. Elegant and thoughtful.
He stood when he saw you, adjusting his tie nervously. His voice was low, but you could tell how stressed and nervous he was, "Thank you for coming"
You sat, folding your hands on the table. "You said you wanted to talk. So talk" still playing tough.
Nanami inhaled deeply. Then began, his voice steady but filled with emotion,
"Y/N… I was wrong. I let my anger control me. I didn’t trust you, and that’s unforgivable. You didn’t deserve that. You deserve someone who trusts you completely, who believes in you… and that’s what I should’ve been from the start...So I understand your anger and disappointment..you have every right to feel that way.."
You looked at him silently, and he continued, his hands trembling slightly as he reached for something in his jacket. "I’ve had a lot of time to think these past weeks. And all I could think about was how empty my life felt without you. I don’t want to lose you. Not now. Not ever"
Then he placed a small red velvet box on the table and opened it. Inside was a simple, elegant ring, nothing flashy, just pure sincerity. Exactly the way you've always pictured it.
Your breath hitched, "Kento.."
He got up from his chair and walked to your side, kneeling down, his eyes soft and vulnerable,
"Marry me, Y/N. I want to make everything official. I want to prove to you that I’m serious, that you’re the only one I’ll ever love. Please… give me the chance to spend the rest of my life making this right"
You stared at him, heart pounding. And then you laughed softly, all the anger you once held vanished,
His eyes widened slightly, trying to process but you saw the relief flood his expression,
"Yes" you said again with a smile, "I think you’ve tested my loyalty enough"
That made the corner of his mouth twitch upward, "I’ll spend the rest of my life proving forgiving me is worth it"
He kissed your hands gently, then your temple, pulling you into his arms holding you like he never wanted to let go.
"I love you" he murmured against your skin, his voice breaking, "Thank you for giving me another chance"
You rested your head against his shoulder, smiling, "I love you too, Kento"
And for the first time in weeks, everything felt right again.
His tears were still falling like rain.
Yuuji stayed on his knees, his forehead pressed against your hands as if letting go would kill him. His sobs were shaking his entire body, breaking you no matter how much anger you held.
"Please ...YN..Please" he continued to whisper, "I'm so stupid... I'm an idiot"
It broke something in you seeing how he was saying such harsh things to himself.
You stared at him. This boy, always smiling, always light...now completely shattered on the floor, in front of you.
Slowly, you couched down in front of him. You placed your hand gently on his head patting it softly.
"Yuuji" you whispered. His teary eyes lifted, wide in surprise.
His breath hitched at the simple soft touch as if it meant everything.
"I should be furious at you. I should haye you right now."
His head dropped, feeling guilty.
"But I can't hate you, Yuuji. I know you love me"
His head snapped up again, as if he couldn't believe it.
"I forgive you" you added, still stroking his hair, "I'm still angry at you, it's going to take some time but I forgive you"
The sob that tore out his chest was painful. He lunged forward wrapping his arms around you so tightly you could barely breathe.
"Thank you" he cried against your neck, "Thank you, thank you..thank you..I swear I'll never hurt you like that again..I swear on my life"
You felt his body shaking as he buried his face in your shoulder, clinging to you like you were the only thing keeping him alive.
You hugged him back, one hand rubbing his back slowly, the other in his hair as he kept whispering apologies.
You pulled nack and wiped his tears, he pressed a kiss on your lips and then whispered softly,
"I'm not letting you go..not now..not ever"
And he didn't, not for the next hour, not even when your legs started to go numb from kneeling on the floor together.
After that he did the unpacking, placing your favorite books and stuff right where they were, right where rhey belonged. In your home.
I tried to make this realistic. If it was up to you, who'd you forgive?
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