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just-cofffee · 8 days

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His heart danced to the rhythm of her smile, a feeling that grew with every glimmer of joy on her face. Making his heart beat faster every time she laughed. As if her happiness were the key to his own. It was like a balm to his troubles, a light in the darkness. He barely dared to look her in the eyes. He felt like a coward, unable to take the first step. After all, she was the twin sister of his friend Takemichi.

Although Takemichi and you were siblings, you always stood out as polar opposites. While he was sentimental and expressive, you seemed reserved and calculating. Seeing your smile or hearing your laughter was a rare gift he treasured. He could play the role of a clown just to see you squint your eyes when laughing or even just smiling. One thing he always admired was your kindness, even if you seemed distant, cold, and even calculating, soon would come the moment that would seal his love for you, it was when he saw you helping his younger sister, lost in the park. In his desperation, almost on the verge of madness, you appeared, accompanied by a little dog that he supposed was yours, with that unmistakable style of yours. From that day on, his admiration for you turned into something deeper: a silent and passionate love that grew.

Gradually, Mitsuya began to ask Takemichi questions about you. Takemichi noticed Mitsuya's growing attraction to you, but chose to remain silent.

Mitsuya knew exactly how you liked your coffee and what your favorite café was. Often, "accidentally," he would send you coffee through Takemichi, pretending that he didn't want any more. He also knew your favorite cookies and your food allergies. You didn't know how he had discovered all your tastes, but he always pleasantly surprised you. When there was a gathering, Mitsuya made sure to avoid the foods you liked the least.

Mitsuya knew that after lunch, you usually went to the library and headed to the last window at the back, where you lay down and slept for about twenty-five to thirty minutes. However, that day, something unusual caught his attention: you weren't in your usual spot. He couldn't remember any specific reason that could have disrupted your routine. He was starting to worry…

His heart seemed to stop when he felt a presence beside him, someone sitting and looking towards the library, just as he had been doing moments before.

"Don't look for me there anymore, today I don't feel like sleeping, Takashi," your sweet voice resonated in his ears, leaving an echo that persisted even after you had finished speaking.

For a moment, Mitsuya felt as if he were in a dream or on the threshold between life and death. Had he fallen from the terrace and was experiencing a vision before dying? He didn't know for sure, but in that moment he felt more alive than ever.

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just-cofffee · 29 days

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Opposites

Cw- slow burn? - Fluff

I didn't understand how I ended up in this situation. He was the heir of the Six Eyes; nothing escaped his gaze. He could see everything, which made him almost omnipresent. It was ironic, if someone had asked him. He often thought that the idea that opposites attract was nonsense, but there you were. With your almost non-existent vision, I knew that your ability to see was minimal due to your power. You practically saw through touch and hearing; you weren't blind, not entirely.

Recapping… He was always behind you, making life easier for you. He did things you couldn't see, like picking up your pens, bringing down your favorite books, or removing obstacles from your path to prevent you from getting hurt. I didn't know how I ended up doing what I was doing today. It all started the day he met you at school. He remembers, perfectly well, that scene: you searching like a maniac for your pen, with your hair all messy and your cheeks pink from the effort and embarrassment you were starting to feel. He remembers almost mocking you when he saw you, and even more when he lifted your pen that was next to you and offered it back to you.

"Are you looking for this?" He waved the pen towards your face. His heart stopped when you approached, so much; your face was practically just centimeters away from his, you were angelic.

"Who are you?" You asked without moving away.

"A-a mm Well," Satoru cleared his throat, moving away a little. "Gojo. I'm Gojo Satoru."

"Ah, a Gojo," you said, downplaying it. He almost laughed at that. "My pen, where is it?"

"A-así, here it is, take it," Satoru extended his hand with the pen, offering it to you.

You even struggled to figure out which direction he was extending the pen to you. Since that day, he felt curious about you.

You were new, with mid-level abilities and a similar age to his. Hardworking and, according to him, a bit nerd. Little by little, he found himself looking at you more than usual. The day everything changed was when he saw you walking down the hallway as you always did. He swears he only blinked when he heard a cry of pain coming from you; soon he saw you lying face down on the floor, you had tripped. It wasn't necessary for him to help you, as many were already doing so. Shoko saw the curiosity on Satoru's face.

"It's Y/n, her ability restricts her vision drastically, and worsens when she's exhausted."

"You didn't have to tell me, it's not like I care," said Satoru, although it wasn't true. The truth was that he wanted to know anything about you. He didn't know when he had started feeling that need to know every detail about you.

In the following days, he began to follow you more closely, to remove small obstacles from your path, and he realized that he didn't want you to know what he was doing. Of course, luck was not on his side.

It was raining, it was summer, he remembers. It was raining cats and dogs as if something horrible were happening up there. He was tired and just wanted to get home, but soon his gaze shifted to you. You were looking for something, he could guess it was your umbrella. As he stealthily approached you, he could hear you cursing. You had slightly pink cheeks and his heart raced. For the first time, he wanted to touch those sweet cheeks. He made a risky decision: to leave you his umbrella without you realizing it and he would disappear. Eventually, you would find the umbrella and use it. Everything was going perfectly until you slipped due to the rain and he caught you in the air. He couldn't help but notice how tightly you clung to him. They were so close again and his heart was in his throat.

"I'll take you home," were his only words.

From that moment on, he didn't leave your side. Comments or looks didn't matter to him anymore. He wanted your safety as well as your comfort. Besides, now he could openly enjoy being close to you. At first, you were annoyed that he was with you most of the time, like a puppy. But you quickly got used to his presence. You could even relax around him and make you laugh until your cheeks hurt. You no longer had to strain your gaze; he had become your eyes. He had become a very good friend quickly.

He knew that, in your eyes, he was nothing more than a good friend to you. Several times, absentmindedly, you made it clear that you only saw him as a friend, even telling him about your fleeting crushes. He never let you see how in love he was with you.

"I have a mission," said Satoru as he played on the console.

"It seems we have missions on the same day because I also have one for Thursday." There were two days left for your mission and Satoru's.

"Who will be your partner?" Satoru asked with a more cautious tone at the new information.

"Mei Mei." Relief washed over Satoru. He knew Mei Mei was strong and could help you in case of any mishap.

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Your mission was shorter than Satoru's, so you should already be at Jujutsu Tech, but he didn't see you anywhere when he arrived. He couldn't hear you.

"Y/n?" was the only thing he asked. A feeling settled in his stomach.

Most of the time, Satoru was funny and joking, but everyone knew when it was better not to interfere with his path and give him what he wanted without hesitation.

"Shoko," Ijichi replied.

In less than a second, he was talking to Shoko. She told him it wasn't serious, just a couple of scratches, and that you needed some rest. He didn't have to ask why you were injured; he knew it had to do with your eyes. When he entered the room and saw you with a bandage on them, his suspicions were confirmed.

"Toru?" you whispered, turning your head blindly.

"It's me," he walked over to your bed where you were resting and sat down there, then took one of your hands, as the other was injured.

"Does it hurt?" he toyed with your fingers, a small smile spreading across your face.

"Nope," you lightly squeezed his hand.

He wouldn't waste any more time, if he did, he could lose you, and that, that he wouldn't forgive himself. He knew what he had to do.

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"Walk," Satoru pulled you along, not knowing where they were going. You had been walking for over fifteen minutes and still hadn't arrived anywhere.

"Have we arrived yet?" You knew that question exasperated him.

He squeezed your hand to signal that he was listening, his heart beating warmly as he saw the two of you looking like a couple holding hands and laughing, although a part of him was sad because he knew it was the last time he could hold your hand and you wouldn't find it odd, just as friends.

"We've arrived."

It was an optical shop. "An optical shop?" you asked skeptically.

You heard him laugh, "Yes, an optical shop. Or did you want to go on a date with me?" You rolled your eyes at his suggestion, and your heart continued to race as it had been doing for the past few weeks.

There, a professional examined you. It wasn't a common optical shop; instead, it worked for sorcerers and with cursed energy. It was almost impossible to get a consultation with these kinds of specialists. That's where Satoru got his glasses, and now he was bringing you to find a solution.

The examination was quick, then the specialist asked you to leave to talk to Satoru, which was strange, no doubt. Shortly after, Satoru came out and immediately went to take your hand.

"What did he say?" you asked eagerly.

"You need glasses, just like me," he raised his eyebrows suggestively.

He looked particularly attractive that day, white hair perfectly groomed, and his suit was impeccable. You weren't sure if you were up to having someone with such visual appeal by your side, but he made you feel like you had nothing to be insecure about.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the specialist calling your name. You quickly got up with Satoru.

"Here!"

It was clear. Everything, such clarity, had to be illegal. You couldn't remember the last time you could see so clearly. Satoru didn't want to tell you how much they cost; he just said, "take them as a tribute and sorry for eating your dessert from the refrigerator."

Clearly, you noticed how he had let go of your hand since the specialist put on your glasses. You couldn't help but wonder if anything would change now that you could see well. As for Satoru, he was having an internal struggle about what to do now that you no longer needed him.

Once they were out of the office, he started walking, lost in his thoughts, only stopping when he heard you shout his name. He turned, and you looked slightly annoyed. Damn, you looked beautiful with glasses.

"What-?" You ran towards him and took his hand.

You knew it; you stopped seeing him as just a friend a long time ago. Your heart confirmed it, just like the absence you felt when his hand wasn't holding yours.

"It's not a date if we don't hold hands."

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just-cofffee · 2 months

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The annoyance was evident through that peaceful and dull face that always seemed to have, alluding to how tedious the conversation they were having seemed.

"Just tell her," Suguru repeated for the fourteenth time.

A disheartened sigh escaped Satoru's lips. "You don't understand, it's not that easy."

"Why?" Suguru's voice already had a hint of frustration.

"You still ask why? Do you think I can go there and say, 'Hey Y/n, what I want to say is that I've never seen you simply as a friend. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were the only thing I wanted in my life. Your beauty has captivated my eyes and made me ignore all other women. The softness of your skin is my deepest longing, and the light in your eyes and the grace with which you move completely envelop me. My life has taken on an absolute meaning from the moment your presence blessed my eyes. For me, your mere existence is like a balm that calms my soul and ignites a fire in my heart. Every time I see your sweet smile and receive your attention, I feel like the whole world fades away and only you and I exist. It infuriates me to the core when some idiot approaches you, because I know none of them are worthy of your brilliant sense of humor, your infinite kindness, and your captivating charisma. Although I feel selfish desiring that only I can be the one you give your love and attention to, I can't help it, because you are the most valuable and precious thing in my life. I don't know if I'm worthy of you, but I'm willing to fight and show you every day that I'm capable of loving you with an unwavering passion. These words are just a desperate attempt to describe the magnitude of what I feel for you, but I know in the deepest part of my being that my love for you transcends words and is eternal.'". His chest rose and fell rapidly as if he hadn't breathed while talking about Y/n.

"Satoru…," Suguru murmured with a slightly mocking tone.

"She doesn't like me, she's going to tell me she likes Nanami. She's always been very close to him, and one day Shoko told me that Y/n had a crush on him and-"

In the midst of his despair, Suguru interrupted with a mocking tone, mentioning Satoru's name. This made Satoru stop and look at him confusedly. Suguru nodded behind Satoru with his chin, and at that moment, Satoru paled even more. A feeling of frost traveled down his back and settled in his stomach, causing a deep discomfort. She had heard everything.

"You also like me, Toru."

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just-cofffee · 2 months

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Glimmers of the Past

- gojo satoru x reader

genre: just a little angst

In the midst of the kitchen, Satoru found himself surrounded by utensils and ingredients, determined to surprise Y/n with a delicious homemade dinner. However, his culinary skills left much to be desired. As he attempted to follow the recipe, the sauce burned, the pasta turned sticky, and the vegetables resembled more of an abstract art piece than an edible dish.

Y/n, observing the scene from the table, couldn't help but laugh at Satoru's desperate attempts to salvage the culinary disaster. Amidst laughter, she approached him and embraced him gently, reassuring him that the gesture meant more than the outcome. Satoru's eyes radiated adoration and love for the woman now in his arms, showering her with soft kisses all over her face.

Deciding to leave behind the culinary debacle, Satoru opted to order takeout. Together, they enjoyed an improvised dinner, sharing laughs as they relaxed on the couch, wrapped in blankets and watching cliché movies.

Satoru always made sure to demonstrate his love for Y/n. Despite his youth, he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. He was deeply in love with every aspect of Audrey: her voice, her soft hair, her smooth skin, and her exquisite aroma.

His heart ached with pain and betrayal as the evidence unfolded before him. Evidence confirming his alleged cooperation and collusion with Geto Suguru. First, the loss of his best friend, and now, the betrayal of the one he believed was the love of his life.

"I didn't do anything, Toru, it's false, you have to believe me," she pleaded, but Satoru was blinded by anger and pain. He shouted without listening, wounded to the core. You understood his pain, but he was also hurting you, accusing you unfairly with words filled with hatred and contempt.

"Leave, or you will regret it," he snapped, his tone icy and filled with hate, cutting you like a sharp dagger. It pained you to feel those bitter emotions directed towards you. You tried to approach, but his infinity was active, something that had never happened before. Wiping away your tears, you decided to leave…

And there you were, shining like an angel, ethereal as he remembered you. So close, yet so far away. He watched as you laughed, illuminated by the jokes of one of your fellow teachers. A knot formed in the depths of his stomach, rising up his throat like a blazing fire as he watched you share laughs with that man who was clearly flirting with you.

Satoru knew your gestures, your looks, your laughter, and he could sense that you didn't perceive the true intentions of that individual, just as it had been with him in the past. A familiar feeling of helplessness and pain washed over him as he watched the scene from a distance, trapped in a sea of turbulent emotions.

It had been more than six years since the last time he saw you, and, by all the gods, you were even more stunning. Your hair now cascaded like a waterfall down your back, framing your face with a beauty that had matured, yet still retained the same tenderness that had always characterized you. What never changed was your gaze, that pair of eyes that always hypnotized him, making him nervous like the first time he approached you. Those eyes, seemingly normal, were magical and unique to him, capable of unleashing a storm of emotions within him. Now, that last look you gave him continued to haunt him, filled with pain.

He didn't rest for a moment until he found the truth, and when he finally unearthed it, he was consumed by a burning desire to disappear. He loathed himself with a searing hatred that devoured him from within; he had falsely accused you. He fought to find you, but, as expected, you slipped masterfully through the shadows, out of his reach. There you were, just a few meters away, perhaps unaware of his presence, and your eyes, as if they could read his mind, observed him with a mixture of confusion and curiosity..

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