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sednas · 1 year

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['CAUSE HE'S A F×CK BOY² ─ s. gojo]

꒰ ͜͡➸ reader should have hooked up with shoko in my humble opinion

part one

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pairing: virginkiller!gojo x virgin!fem!reader

tw: [N]SFW, college!au, virginity kink, bratty!reader, loss of virginity, dubcon at first, slight humiliation, slut used once, sextoy, gojo is still annoying, fluff at the end

you've never been so sexually frustrated in your life.

and it was all gojo's fault.

nothing could come close to what he made you feel during that halloween party.

nothing could come close to the feeling of his soft lips on your neck and the way his indecent touch set your skin on fire.

"hey, did you even pay attention to what I was saying?" shoko asked, snapping her fingers in front of your face.

you blinked, your eyes finally focusing on your friend.

"sorry. I was lost in my own thoughts." you apologized, your hand starting to write on your notebook again.

"yeah... it happens all the time recently..."

the old lady who kept the library sent you and shoko a death glare, which your friend responded with a lazy smile, still, she lowered her voice when she talked again.

you nodded at what she was saying, not paying attention again. you felt like a bitch for not listening to her, but your mind couldn't help it, the white-haired man was now living in every single one of your thoughts.

it was like no one ever looked at you before him, being the center of his attention was something you didn't know you needed. you knew he was a fuck boy, you were also aware that he was only interested in your virginity, he wasn't in love and he wasn't deeply attracted to you either. he just wanted to ruin you for any person that would come after him. and for that part, you slightly wanted to laugh.

"something funny happened sweetheart?"

you raised your head up from your notebook, coming face to face with satoru gojo. how long had he been there? since the beginning? shoko didn't really seem to pay attention to him, as if they had already talked before, her eyes were focused on the health book she was studying.

he tilted his face to the side, smirking. he could see it in your eyes. how frustrated you were. he could almost see what happened during that halloween party playing on repeat in your mind.

"do you even know how to read?"

mean. maybe a little bit too mean. it has always been your way of flirting, it probably explained why you've never been in a relationship with anyone.

wait... flirting?

you rolled your eyes when he put his hand on his chest, pretending to be physically injured. you tried to ignore him, keeping your eyes on your notebook.

"this one was particularly harsh, even for you."

despite his words his tone was playful, you stopped yourself from looking into his shiny eyes and kept reading.

"but actually, I'm waiting for suguru. he needed to find a specific book for one of his exams. what about you? what are you doing here?"

as he casually explained this to you, you felt a strange sensation on your leg, you raised your head again, ready to answer him, but you quickly closed your mouth.

someone was rubbing your inner thigh with their leg.

you glanced at shoko. of course it wasn't her, her head was buried into her book.

your eyes came back to gojo's face, he was observing you, still smirking.

you uncomfortably shifted in your seat, carefully choosing your words before speaking.

"I'm rewriting some of the notes in my own words, it helps me to..."

you silently gasped.

"it helps you to what? c'mon finish your sentence sweetheart." he teased, delighted by the way you were looking at him.

was he really playing footsie with you right now? in the fucking library?

his long leg grazed your ankle, and slowly raised up to your inner thigh again.

the sensation was strange, it was a bit ticklish, and the friction was pleasant, like light shocks of electricity running through your lower body. before you could process what was happening you felt something sticky between your legs and your skin got hot.

he arched an eyebrow, both of his legs now rubbing your thighs, forcing them open with his knees. if he wasn't in the library he would have been laughing right now, seeing you all flushed, your eyes going from his face to all the people around, terrified of being caught doing something so naughty.

"hey. I found the book, let's get out of here."

startled, you looked up to see geto, who quickly smiled at you.

"alright, see you later girls!" exclaimed satoru, his words definitely louder than they should have been.

and like the halloween party, you found yourself here, without the warmth of his body and with a mess between your legs that nobody could help you with.

"hey shoko, what's up with all these people in our house?" you shouted, your voice barely covering the loud music echoing on the walls of the small kitchen.

"oh hi you're back." she greeted you with a lazy smile, an unlighted cigarette between her lips.

she moved closer to the window, opening it with one hand and lighting her cigarette with her other hand.

"I already told you about it. it's nanami's birthday, we threw him a surprise party this afternoon. he didn't seem to be happy about it." she laughed, shaking her head.

you nodded. she was probably talking about this in the library the other day. you didn't know the blond man well enough to know the date of his birthday, but judging by the look on his face as he sat silently on the couch, he'd rather be alone.

"go have fun, I'm sure there are people you know here." she says, in her usual motherly tone when talking with you.

"I sure will." you sighed, heading to your room.

as you made your way through the guests, you suddenly felt a hand grab you by the wrist, and before you could blink, you were sitting between geto and gojo, among other people, a bottle in the middle of the little circle they had formed.

hell no.

"here's our sixth player!" claimed gojo, clapping his hands.

you gave the white haired man a death glare, but he only smiled and brought his big hand behind your neck, forcing you to stay still. you felt shivers running down your spine as a redheaded girl spinned the bottle.

"whoever it lands on will get a hickey from... geto!"

"let me fucking go satoru." you whispered, and he smiled, bringing his mouth close to your ear.

"c'mon, it's gonna be fun..."

the bottle landed on you as he finished his sentence.

fuck.

you didn't know why but your first thought was to look at gojo. he was wearing a peaceful expression, arching an eyebrow in your direction, but you could feel his grip on your neck tightening and you did your best not to squirm at the feeling. you turned around when you heard his friend cleared his throat.

you were greeted by geto's dark gaze, a relaxed smile on his face. you swallowed hard and he seemed to notice it.

"if you don't want to that's okay." he said, but you quickly shook your head.

you could already hear gojo's laugh if you refused the challenge, and besides, maybe feeling another pair of lips would break the spell satoru had cast upon you.

"yeah I'm fine with it. what about you?"

"if I'm okay with giving a hickey to a pretty girl? yeah I think I'll be fine." he laughed, and everyone laughed around him too.

everyone except gojo satoru.

you couldn't really tell when he removed his hand from your neck, your head felt dizzy as soon as geto put his lips on your skin to start sucking on it.

his lips were a little rough compared to gojo's, probably because the white-haired man used lip balm.

god, why did you have to think about him in every situation?

geto took his time, circling his tongue around your skin and you could feel his hot breath caressing your neck.

you missed gojo's hand, and when geto finally removed his head you immediately turned to look at gojo.

he was nowhere to be seen.

"was I that bad?" you heard geto say, and you turned to face him again.

you brought your fingers to your neck, gently touching the purple mark and shook your head.

"no, that was good. I'm sorry I need to go to the bathroom."

you quickly stood up as they watched you disappear into the guests. you headed to your room, immediately locking the door once you were inside. you let out a sigh of relief, finally getting some alone time.

the hickey tickled you, so you touched it again.

"did you like it?"

you almost screamed, turning around to see gojo, who had his back to you.

"why are you asking? jealous?" you smirked, crossing your arms on your chest.

your comment met with nothing but silence, you frowned, taking a few steps toward him.

"now get out of here, you're in my room."

he let out an amused laugh, and when he finally turned to face you you felt like your whole body was on fire.

he was holding a pink dildo in his hand.

"so, this is yours right? since I found it in your room."

despite your whole face burning you felt anger running through your veins.

"did you really go through my fucking stuff?!"

advancing toward him, you tried to snatch the sex toy from his hands, but he raised it in the air so that it was out of reach.

"calm down, calm down! honestly it's kinda your fault, I just had to open your nightstand drawer to find it."

his eyes dropping to where your hickey was, you felt something twitch in your stomach, as if your instinct was suddenly telling you that you were in danger.

before you could react, he pushed you onto the bed with his legs, immediately closing one of his hands around your wrists to pin them above your head.

despite your efforts, you couldn't free yourself from his hold, his tall body was too heavy, resting on top of yours.

"and here I thought you were innocent..." he sighed, faking a disappointed tone.

you frowned, your eyes throwing daggers at him while he was still observing your face.

"you really thought I was some helpless little virgin uh? what were you expecting? please satoru! it hurts! you're so big, I can't take it!" you scoffed with an unnaturally high-pitched voice, your legs trying to kick him.

with a strange look in his eyes his strong thighs pinned your legs on the bed, and you were now perfectly still and at his mercy.

"don't get me wrong, I've never done anything with anyone but still, the fact that you thought I was that innocent is so fucking naive, especially for you."

you hoped to have destabilized him, just a little. just the pleasure of leaving him speechless for a few minutes would have been a victory.

but he hummed, bringing your toy closer to your face.

"you thought you really did something here didn't you sweetheart?"

with his condescending tone he dragged the dildo on your cheeks, rubbing them with the fake tip.

"so, I repeat the question. did you like it?" he asked, deliberately ignoring what you just said.

"fuck you." you mumbled, feeling completely humiliated with the way he was playing with you.

"did you get wet? was he better than me?" he kept asking, his face so close you could see each of his white eyelashes fluttering.

you looked away and a toothy grin appeared on his face, he brought his mouth against your ear, making you shiver.

"only one way to find out."

you eyes widened as you felt him rubbing the dildo between your legs, and within a second he removed your pants with dexterity. his thighs were now forcing your legs open, your underwear in perfect display for him.

"oh baby..." you heard him say, and you squirmed when his fingers grazed your panties.

he raised his head to look at your face, his pink lips just a few inches away from yours.

"you're fucking soaked."

you whined, this needy feeling emerging in your chest again, making your clit throb and your head spin.

you managed to free your hands from his hold, putting them on his chest and pulling on his shirt a little.

"you're not even trying to hide it anymore uh? you want me so bad right?"

you quickly nodded your head and he urged you into a deep kiss. maybe if you wasn't so fucked up already you would have noticed how desperate he was too, how his hands were slightly trembling while grabbing your skin, or the way his heart was pounding against his chest.

his fingers slided under your panties, coating themselves in your wetness as he pressed them against your clit. he suppressed your moans by kissing you harder, deepening the kiss.

your eyes rolled back when he finally moved his fingers around your bundle of nerves, and he allowed you to catch your breath for a moment, his eyes never leaving yours.

"feels good sweetheart?" he asked in a surprisingly comforting tone.

"fu... fuck! I..." you cursed, your words falling into incomprehensible moans.

"you're too loud." he whispered.

before you could react he shoved the pink dildo into your open mouth, thrusting it in and out as his fingers worked faster on your clit.

you moaned around the toy, your hips jerking against his hand as you could finally savor that feeling of pleasure that was building rapidly in your lower abdomen, that feeling you had craved for weeks, and that only gojo could give you.

your eyes rolled back, your clit pulsing against his fingers. you could feel your release coming closer and closer, it was just here, just a couple more seconds and you were going to...

he stopped. abruptly removing the toy from your mouth, causing a loud "bop" echoing through the room, he brought his soaked fingers up to his face, smirking.

"why... why did you stop?!"

"so fucking whiny... he sighed. I wonder if you're gonna cry on my cock too."

you opened your mouth, ready to insult him, but his lips crashed into yours, and you felt him groping your breasts.

"shut the fuck up." he mumbled against your lips.

he couldn't help himself now, your whines and the way you were reacting to his touch were driving him wild, unconsciously rubbing himself on your naked thigh while his tongue was still exploring your mouth.

"think a toy can fuck you better than me uh?" he asked as he unbuckled his belt.

you could feel your heart beating faster, your hands were shaking slightly, why were you nervous? it was probably going to feel like when you were using your toy, right? and the fact that gojo was acting like the god of sex annoyed you.

"I'm sure I won't be able to tell the difference between you and my toy."

somehow you immediately regretted what you just said. his heavy cock in his hand, he slapped the tip against your sensitive clit and your body jolted a little. he was definitely bigger than your toy, maybe not thicker, but longer, a prominent vein was circling all around it.

"you're such a brat for a virgin."

and without waiting any longer his cock slided into you with a cruel motion of his hips.

"well, you're not a virgin anymore sweetie, congratulations." he chuckled just before biting back a pathetic moan as your walls were sucking him in.

he let his head fall in your neck while you were trying to adapt to his size, biting your lower lip and ignoring a familiar pressure in your lower stomach as he was still pushing himself inside you.

you could hear him breathing heavily against your ear, babbling and muttering mindlessly.

"so tight... good... so fucking warm..."

when his cock finally was fully inside your back arched, your hands flying to his chest and trying to push him away from that overwhelming feeling.

your reaction seemed to bring him back to earth and he smirked, starting to move slowly.

"wai-wait... I... I can't..." you brought your hands to your face in a pitiful attempt to hide your face and your eyes that were rolling back uncontrollably.

if your pussy wasn't driving him mad already he would have laughed right now. since your hands weren't in the way anymore he lifted your shirt, revealing your breasts, and one of his hands started to play and pull on your nipples without any mercy.

"already loosing your mind slut? and I haven't even started yet."

it wasn't like when you were using your toy at all. you weren't in control, you couldn't control the pace, you couldn't do anything against gojo adding more stimulation by playing with your nipples.

unlike your toy, the white-haired man gave off an addictive warmth and body odor that made you feel dizzy. and as he predicted, a few tears began to fall from the corner of your eyes.

seeing your tears made him go faster, grabbing the underside of your thighs and lifting them up to go deeper, his hips relentlessly snapping against your skin.

grateful for the music blasting in the apartment, you cried out his name and you felt his cock throbbing inside you at the sound. it was hard to think straight now, you could feel all the thoughts in your brain fading away as his cock rubbed your insides, pushing again and again on your g-spot.

satoru grunted, feeling your pussy getting tighter every time he thrusted inside you. he leaned his body over yours, licking the tears from your cheeks, replacing them with his saliva.

"it feels good uh? getting your pussy stretched out like this, it's what you fucking need."

"please satoru... I'm gonna..."

you couldn't finish your sentence, feeling his thumb return to your clit, you threw your head back on the pillows, your whole body trembling with stimulation.

"I'll let you cum sweetheart." gojo said, but despite his words he kept going slower and slower.

his blue eyes stared into yours, and your hands flew once again on his chest, still covered by his clothes while you were half naked under him. you tried to bring him closer to you, still trembling and your eyes full of need.

gojo couldn't resist any longer and urged you into a hard kiss, draining the few energy you had left in you, and when he pulled back your lips were slightly swollen.

"I'll only let you cum if you say you love me." he purred.

you didn't even have the energy to frown, your clit pulsing and your heart pounding inside your chest, you wanted to laugh at his face and say that he could only dream of it. but instead you pulled him for another kiss, and when you pulled back his face was still a few inches away from yours, your lips brushing together.

"I love you satoru, please, keep fucking me." you whispered and his cock throbbed once more inside you.

was it the truth? was it a lie? you didn't really know yourself. right now, all you wanted was him to move inside you again. and all he wanted was to stay inside you forever. when his hips started to thrust inside you again, you both moaned at the feeling, his thumb working on your clit in fast circles.

"good... good girl, that's it I'll make you cum." he said, trying hard not to stutter as he spoke.

his free hand moved to your neck, covering your hickey with his fingers and squeezing the sides of your throat, enough to leave a mark.

the lack of oxygen made you feel dazed, weakly holding on his strong arm, and this time you screamed his name, your vision blurring as a strong orgasm, stronger than any other, took control of your whole body.

gojo had to strengthen his hold on you to keep you still, moaning with you as he felt your pussy spasming uncontrollably around his cock.

barely able to hold back any longer, he cooed a few praises at you before thrusting into you in an erratic pace, now chasing his own high while you were still cumming on his cock.

"fuck... fuck I'm cumming..." he whined.

he shot his load inside you before he could even finish his sentence, his warm seed painting your insides as you could finally catch your breath, relishing in this new sensation of being full.

still inside you, he raised his head to look at the hickey, it was now barely visible, hidden behind the red mark of his big hand.

he looked as ruined as you, sweat glistening on his forehead, panting and blushing from the heat your two bodies were giving off.

a few strands of your hair were stuck to your forehead, your lips were swollen, your eyes still red from crying from pleasure.

"pretty." you both thought at the same time.

was it the truth? one thing was sure, it was certainly not a lie.

"god I'm so glad this year's over!" gojo sighed, stretching his arms while walking through the shopping mall.

geto frowned, giving him a hard slap on his shoulder.

"you haven't studied once during the year dickhead."

satoru let out an exaggerated cry of pain, holding his shoulder as it was severely injured.

"don't hit me so hard! I had a busy year okay?"

this time geto smirked.

"too busy falling in love uh?" he asked with a smug look on his face.

usually the one who liked to tease, the white-haired man rolled his eyes but didn't deny his friend's words. he was about to over react once again but someone caught his attention through the people walking around the place.

you waved at him, coming closer, and the smile on his face said it all.

"I missed you." he softly said, before kissing your lips and then your neck.

"me and shoko only left for two hours satoru." you giggled, his breath tickling your skin.

"I know, the wait was endless."

"you're so clingy and dramatic." you chuckled but despite your words you took his hands in yours.

"get a room!" shoko and geto said, a few meters away.

you could feel gojo's smile on your skin, his body close to yours.

"oh we will." he whispered, only for you to hear.

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AAAAAAAA! CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE I’M SO PROUD OF YOU AND YOU DESERVE EVERY BIT BECAUSE YOUR WRITING IS WONDERFUL! ✨💛 for a tulip/date night(?) I was thinking about a road trip date with Gojo Satoru? Like, it might be unrealistic since 1. He’s probably really busy, huh? 2. I don’t know if he can even swap places to drive because blindfold, and even his sunglasses were wack (Gege said something about ‘em somewhere). But the of dorking out during sightseeing and blasting tunes in the car with the fun-loving teacher is just very appealing to me. Also congrats again!! qwq

— gojo satoru + road trip

⤷ anonymous asked: AAAAAAAA! CONGRATS ON THE MILESTONE I’M SO PROUD OF YOU AND YOU DESERVE EVERY BIT BECAUSE YOUR WRITING IS WONDERFUL! ✨💛 for a tulip/date night(?) I was thinking about a road trip date with Gojo Satoru? Like, it might be unrealistic since 1. He’s probably really busy, huh? 2. I don’t know if he can even swap places to drive because blindfold, and even his sunglasses were wack (Gege said something about ‘em somewhere). But the of dorking out during sightseeing and blasting tunes in the car with the fun-loving teacher is just very appealing to me. Also congrats again!! qwq

note: thank you so so much for the kind words!

ft. gojo satoru

warning: gn!reader, fluff, gojo being gojo (aka an insufferable but loveable menace)

⤷ the flower shop

It’s incredibly rare for Gojo to get any time off from work. He’s always needed here or there —for “difficult” missions, which really aren’t all that difficult, or boring obligatory clan meetings — that he doesn’t have much free time. But Gojo somehow manages to weasel his way out of some commitments, which might earn him a lecture from some higher-ups later, and proudly proclaims that you’re going on a road trip together.

It’s not that you’re not excited at the prospect of spending time with Gojo, but a little heads up would have been appreciated. But Gojo is Gojo and he exits your shared bedroom with a grin and informs you that you have an hour to gather all the stuff you need before closing the door shut behind him. The dumbass barely gives you any details of where you are going so you tear through your room, searching for whatever you think you’ll need for a day trip.

It actually doesn’t take you too much time to pack everything you think you’ll need, but you still scowl at Gojo when you exit your shared bedroom to see him lounging with his legs spread out across the couch. He jumps up the moment he sees you with the complaint of you taking too long on his tongue. You just elbow him in the chest and roll your eyes when it doesn’t connect since Gojo turned on his infinity before you could actually hit him.

Gojo takes the bag you’ve packed from your hand and you’re quick to snatch the car keys off the counter before the two of you exit your home. You may love Gojo immensely, but you’d be damned if you let him drive. You’re not even sure if he has a proper license. With the way he drives, speeding and swerving, you wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t.

Gojo pouts when he realizes you’re going to be the one driving, but gets in the passenger seat regardless. Once you’re all buckled up, you flip your palm up for Gojo to entwine your fingers together. Sometimes he likes to fiddle with your fingers or to compare your hand sizes instead of actually holding your hand.

He always pretends to be astonished that his hand is bigger than yours despite doing the same thing every single time he rides in the passenger seat. You just roll your eyes in fond amusement.

You let Gojo control the music you listen to. He queues up a lot of upbeat pop songs and throwbacks that the two of you can belt out together. He’ll turn up the volume obnoxiously loud and sing as loudly as he can, so his voice won’t be drowned out by the music. His voice is actually not bad, so sometimes you’ll stop singing along to the lyrics just so you can devote your attention to listening to him, eyes darting to the side every so often to get a glimpse of him from the corner of your eyes. When he feels your eyes on him, Gojo makes a whole performance out of his singing, going so far as to use your hand as a pretend microphone before littering kisses all over the back of it.

Although Gojo didn’t give you any details of where you’re going before getting in the car, he takes charge and directs you when to switch lanes and when to turn as you drive. Sometimes, though you believe he’s doing it purposefully, he’ll give you a direction a second too late, forcing you to find your way back to where you were before so you can resume the path Gojo has laid out in his mind.

You haven’t been driving for too long when Gojo tells you to exit the freeway and park in a lot that he points out to you. Looking around when you exit the vehicle, you’re unfamiliar with your surroundings. When your eyes land on Gojo, it takes all of your restraint to not facepalm.

“Ta-da!” His aggressive jazz hands would be much more embarrassing if there were more people around to witness it. He gives you a dazzling smile, tilting his head down slightly to look at you over his sunglasses. “Let’s go explore!”

With that comment, Gojo grabs your hand, barely giving you enough time to make sure your car is locked and drags you off in the direction he’s chosen. You guys aimlessly wander around, pulling one another into random shops that catch your interest. Of course, Gojo is pulling you into bakeries and shops that are selling sweets, insistent that he needs to try them. He has you taste-test them with him, buying all the treats that you both enjoy.

You pull him in the direction of some shops that sell cute touristy things, thinking that it would be nice to bring something back for his students. Gojo beams when you suggest that, swooping down to plant a kiss on your lips, and agrees that as a great sensei, it was his duty to get his cute little students something. So you guys peruse around until you find something that you both think his students would appreciate.

After walking around for so long, you’ve worked up an appetite. Gojo too, since right when you’re about to open your mouth to suggest that you find someplace to eat, he complains out loud that he’s hungry. You guys choose to eat at a cafe you spotted a while back. Once seated, you’re both quick to order your meal. While waiting, Gojo passes the time by playing footsie with you, despite the fact you’re full-grown adults. Thanks to his stupidly long limbs, he wins, much to his glee and much to your disappointment.

When your order arrives, you both dig in. Gojo swipes some food off of your plate when he thinks you’re not paying attention. You’re not that unaware so when you catch him red-handed, he lets you taste some of his food as well. Gojo pays for the bill and throws his arm around your frame when you exit the cafe.

You’re much more subdued than you were previously, stuffed full of delicious food. A little sleepy now, you give in and hand the keys over to Gojo so he can drive. You curl up in the passenger seat, leaning over the console to get closer to Gojo. He lowers the volume of the music and entwines your fingers together as you doze off for a bit.

The ride is much more smooth than it normally is. Gojo tries his best to be extra cautious when driving since he doesn’t want to jostle you around too much when you’re resting.

When you open your eyes again, the sun is much lower in the sky and when you look out the window, you realize you’re far out from the city.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” You snuggle back into the seat, squeezing Gojo’s hand that’s in yours.

“Where are we going, Satoru?” You’re still blinking the grogginess away as you turn your head to look at Gojo. He’s always been unfairly gorgeous, but in this light, Gojo looks positively ethereal. You don’t say it out loud, though. You’re not trying to give the man a bigger head than he already has. But by the grin he shoots your way, you have a feeling he already has an idea of what you’re thinking about.

“Somewhere.” You roll your eyes at your boyfriend’s purposeful vagueness.

“Mhm, okay. Wake me up when we get there.” You close your eyes once more, a faint smile on your lips when you feel Gojo press his lips to the back of your hand.

You’re roused from your nap by Gojo gently shaking your shoulder. The car is parked now, your car door ajar with Gojo standing over your still seated body. “Hey, Sleeping Beauty.” He laughs much too loud when you sleepily pout at him.

“Aw, does my baby want me to carry them?” Gojo teases. He’s surprised when you actually nod your head and lift your arms up. You must have been sleepier than he thought. His grin widens as he swoops down to scoop you up in his arms, openly cooing when you snuggle your head against his chest.

You don’t know how long Gojo’s been walking for when he pretends to drop you, causing you to yelp. “Lost my grip,” he explains with a disingenuous smile when you crane your head to look up at him. Before you can huff and complain that he’s such a shithead sometimes, he happily exclaims: “We’re here now!”

He helps you ease down onto your feet, wrapping his arms around you from behind and tucking his head into your neck as you look around to figure out where exactly “here” is. You quietly gasp, eyes widening in awe, as you soak in your surroundings. You’re far away from the city in someplace along the coast. The sunset beautifully illuminates the waves crashing below you, setting the sky ablaze with a melody of warm and vibrant colors.

When you tilt your head to look at Gojo, he’s already observing your profile. His sunglasses rest low on the bridge of his nose, granting you a clear view of his crystal blue eyes. His smile is not as wide as it usually is, it’s a bit softer, a bit more genuine.

“You like it?” He squeezes his arms tighter around your middle, nuzzling his cheek against yours.

“I love it, Satoru. It’s beautiful,” you assure him, awkwardly tilting your head so you can press a kiss to his skin. You place your hands over his own, tangling your fingers together. You stand like that for a while, enjoying the view until the sun inevitably dips below the horizon.

As you’re driving home, you sneak a glance at your boyfriend. His long limbs are bent at awkward angles as it’s now his turn to rest his eyes as you drive the two of you home. Your lip curves up into a fond smile. You won’t lie and say that it isn’t difficult dating a man like Gojo Satoru, but moments like these make it all worth it.

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