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24hlevi · 4 months

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okkotsu yuuta (jujutsu kaisen) x gn!afab!reader

genre: smut

summary: virgin!yuuta having his first time with you

warnings: language, nsfw, sub!yuuta, dom!reader, riding, creampie

minors do not interact

yuuta felt like he was about to pass out. not in a bad way. just because he could feel his heart beating out of his chest as you pulled his boxers down, sitting on the bed with you on your knees in front of him. he couldn't believe this was finally happening. out of the countless times he had jerked off alone to the thought of you, he was finally getting you.

"are you okay?" you asked him, gazing up at him with genuine concern after seeing and hearing his breathing pick up.

"y-yeah," yuuta stuttered, nodding his head. "i-i just don't know what you want me to do."

"you don't have to do anything," you replied. "just sit back and relax."

"okay," he nodded again.

you sent him a small smile as your hand gently wrapped around his cock, giving a few slow pumps and watching the precum drip through the tip. "awh, baby, are you this needy for me?"

all yuuta was able to do is nod his head, his eyes closing as soon as he felt your hand touch him, a small groan leaving his lips.

"don't worry, i'll make you feel great."

his eyes opened when he felt your free hand grab his shoulder, and his eyes went wide to see you suddenly straddling him. his eyes trailed downward to where your other hand was still holding his cock, and he let out a gasp when he felt his tip make contact with your wet folds. he opened his mouth to speak but fell short and instead was replaced by a soft moan when you slowly started to lower yourself onto him.

"o-oh my g-god," he whimpered, his eyes threatening to close again.

"look at me, yuuta."

yuuta immediately looked up at you when you said so, and he was worried you could feel his heart beating incredibly fast being this close to him. his jaw slacked open when he was fully sheathed inside of you, and his hands found your waist, gripping you tightly. your arms wrapped around his neck, playing with his hair in an attempt to calm him down.

"breathe, yuuta. we don't want you passing out in the middle of this, do we?" you cocked your head to the side.

"n-no," he shook his head. "please do something."

"okay," you nodded.

you slowly started to rock your hips against him, seeing how his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he let out a moan. his nails dug into your skin, but you didn't care much when he looked so pretty with the sweat shining off his skin and his hair sticking to his forehead.

you picked up your pace, pants leaving your mouth and whines leaving yuuta's, watching him fall apart under you. he thrusted up into you, resulting in you letting out a louder moan and pulling on his hair.

"ho-holy- oh my g-god," he leaned his head back and hit the wall behind him. "kee-keep going- god."

you were fully riding him now, his hands surely leaving bruises on your skin as he occasionally thrusted into you only to let out a whine and slouch again. you felt him twitch inside of you, and you looked down at him.

"are you close?"

"mhm," yuuta hummed, nodding his head feverishly. "i- where do you want me to-" he was cut off by a loud moan when you clenched around him.

"cum in me," you whispered into his ear.

"what?" he questioned with wide eyes. "a-are you sure?"

"yes," you panted. "cum in me, yuuta, please."

yuuta wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him as he thrusted up into you with a newfound need. his face was in your neck moaning into your skin before he cursed loudly, thrusting up into you one more time and cumming inside of you.

he stayed buried deep inside of you for a few minutes, catching his breath before pulling away from your neck and looking at you.

"i love you," he mumbled.

"i love you too, yuuta."

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s0dium · 2 years

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I've seen people make requests so here's mine ig

so we already know Yuutas the most sexually deprived man on this planet but even so I think that man has the filthiest desires like mf wants to breed, bite, mark you until you are down for the count and even then he won't stop cuz like you feel so good squeezing him and taking him and you can take more of him can't you?

Anyways he's done also done almost everything with you at this point bc why not? PLS I NEED HIM IN MY LIFE 🛐🛐

She's mine

Yuuta x Reader

A/n: I put my whole pussy in this.

Warnings: Biting, breeding, cum kink, hickeys, spit, sub space

Yuuta is a man capable of much restraint. Except when he isnt.

Like right now when you're underneath; dough eyes filled with fat hot tears and skin jumping with the slightest bit of touch. You're a mess, a beautiful one at that. You're body is slick with sweat and every time your bodies collide, skin sticks and unsticks together in a fast paced haze.

"You're so warm baby." He mummurs into your ear, relishing in the way your warm walls hug his dick. Its like the two of you were made for each other; the way he shapes your insides so perfectly with every thrust, juices drippping down your cunny and onto his heavy balls.

Then it hits him like a truck.

Oh god he needs to make you full of him.

He needs to mark you up with his teeth, fill you up with his cum, fuck you enough until your entire being is riddled with signs of him and all you can think of is him.

So thats what he does.

First he starts by placing his mouth everywhere it can reach. You yelp as he sinks his teeth into the crook of your neck to leave bright red marks, rubbing the welting skin with his thumb and mumuring praises of just how good your taking him. Then he moves to your supple breasts that bounce up and down with each thrust; catching one of your nipples in between his lips and sucking harshly on the skin.

"Mhm Yuu! m'too much!" You cry, but you're pleas fall onto deaf ears. Yuuta's too far gone. Theres a glazed over look in his eyes like his body has switched to auto piloet.

He continued to press sloppy, wet, hot, and bitten kisses against your neck, you were a perverts fantasy. "Gonna fill you up-" He manages to groan out moving his hips in a half circular motions for a moment, to make your folds open up more, exposing your clit to him. He place his thumb on the nerve and starts to rub tight circles making your jaw slacken with pleasure. "Come'on baby cum with me."

As if on cue, your body siezes up, your stomach dips and a surge of pleasure racks through your body. With one final thrust Yuuta stills himself in your fluttering cunt, letting his speed spill out of him and fill your womb. Its so warm, so so so warm in your tight walls that you cant him but squeeze around him, drawing out more.

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kiwanopie · 2 years

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pls pls pls brat tamer yuta

thought about brat tamer Yuuta and blacked out. this was in my docs for some reason when I came to again.

Don’t be so mean to Yuuta!

cw: brat tamer! yuuta x fem!reader. smut. pussy slapping. multiple creampies. praise. edging. overstimulation. mirror sex. man handling. floor fucking. minors do not interact.

wc: 1.7k

“Please, I’m-“

“Sorry?”

Yuuta’s voice sends shivers up your spine from where his lips are planted on the sensitive spots of your nape, making hot tracks as his tongue skims over a good spot.

“I bet you are, baby.” He hums. “My sweet girl…”

Doesn’t mean he’ll let up though. If the way his grip tightens over your torso should mean anything. Tucked underneath you on the corner edge of your bed with your back pressed against his chest and his hands touching everywhere.

You don’t know what you did to deserve this. Actually, you know exactly what you did to deserve this, but you didn’t expect he’d be so harsh about it. Let him tell it and he’ll say his “Bratty baby decided to be mean for no reason.” Let you tell it and:

“Why’re you dodging my kisses?”

You roll your eyes from where he’s pouting over you, pointedly shrugging his hands off of your waist when he tries to pull you closer to him. “Why would I want your stupid kisses?”

Yuuta gapes a little at that, a little confused, a little wounded. “My kisses aren’t-? Where’s this attitude coming from?”

“I don’t have an attitude.” Which Yuuta finds hard to believe, with how your face gets all scrunched up in his attempts to crowd you in his space again. Cute little bottom lip jutting out under the shine of your flavored lip gloss and he can’t help but wanna coo at how squeezable you look when you’re throwing a fit.

Although, with the mood you’re in he fears he might come up short a hand if he actually tried to. The way you turn your shoulder at him has him following on your heels like a lost dog. “Not like you’re asking ‘cause you care.”

“Hello? Why wouldn’t I…?” Yuuta stumbles. “Baby, what? You were fine just earlier, did I do something wrong?”

Other than blow you off for like eighty percent of the day? Sure, he invited you to watch him train - bought you lunch when he realized he’d be at it longer than he anticipated, and gave you his phone to entertain yourself with when yours eventually died from being out so long. But he promised the two of you would actually get to hang out today! Not sit on those stupid stone bleachers till your bottom got all sore. Feeding him water in between breaks and pretending like this isn’t the unteenth time something like this has happened.

You’re fed up. He never wants to do what you want anymore. “No, no. Don’t even worry about it. You must be tired anyway. What with all the training you got in.”

Yuuta briefs a few long strides till he’s standing in the pathway to your bedroom door, walking back on his heels as you try to push past him. “I’m not? Is this about that? I didn’t mean to keep you out all day if that’s-“

“It’s whatever.”

“No. It’s not whatever. Clearly you’re upset.” His eyes follow you as he finally plops himself on top of your mattress. Yuuta’s long legs hang off the side so much his knees bend a little and he slumps when you opt to ignore him in favor of fishing your closet for something more comfortable.

“Baby- I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me what’s going on. What’s got you all cranky?”

“Cranky.” You grumble under your breath. “Can't even be mad without you underplaying everything.”

You step out of your closet with a little dress on that makes his face hot. Pretty mint thing that makes you look softer than you already are, even as you throw him a mean glare on your way to your hamper.

“So, you are mad?”

“I’m not.”

“You totally are.”

“I’m not.” You hiss this time. “Maybe you’re just an asshole!”

Whoops.

Which, come to think of it, maybe blowing up at him for no apparent reason was a little much - but it can’t be helped. Especially when you immediately freeze in place over the tension that overcomes the room at your sudden outburst. Yuuta’s brows furrow as his jaw clenches and he stares at you with the kind of blank look that usually comes about when he’s mulling over something.

You expect him to get up and leave the room. Let your respective parties cool off after you’ve just crossed the line by cursing at him so harshly. You expect a kinder punishment than the one he actually has in store.

But instead Yuuta sighs and straightens his back, spreads his legs a little to make room for you. “Come here.”

“Yuu-“

“Mh. Sit down.”

This is just cruelty.

You whimper at the way his fingers skirt over your aching clit, wet sloppy sounds of your lips parting over his glossy digits as he feels around your gooey center. You’re dripping. Soaking the little sliver of mattress you’re hovering over but the meanest part is that it isn’t just your slick that’s making such a mess.

Through misty eyes do you still see the reflection of his throbbing cock splitting you open in the vanity mirror across the room. Slow rhythmless grinding that could just barely push you over the edge if it weren’t for all the-

Smack!

You must’ve been squirming again.

Your broken voice clips in tandem with the loud slap that comes from his sudden assault on your aching pussy, nigh earning another one at the way your hips jump too suddenly in his lap. This is your punishment. Watching in lust dazed envy as your lover fucks you slowly on his cock. Listening to his heated breaths, feeling his hands all over you, being wholly enveloped by him. His voice pitches as his cock swells in your already gooey insides. You can do nothing but whine as he belts his arms around you and cums again with a broken grunt in your ear.

You sniffle as he presses a few scattered kisses behind your ear, already raising his hips to continue. “Please… please let me cum, Yuu..”

“Hhm? No one’s stopping you?”

“But I need-“

“What’dya need an asshole like me for, pretty girl?” And even though he’s being bitter his tone is still sugary. “This little princess cunt can cum all on her own, huh?”

The way you tighten around him has him groaning drunkenly in your ear. “God, you feel so fucking good..”

“Yuutaa, I can’t- I can’t without you. Please…!!”

Yuuta breathes a sigh into the crook of your neck.

He’s been going at this for what feels like forever. At this point you’re so on edge that you’ve started to goosebump and you can’t help yourself but to twitch and whine whenever he grinds against a good spot. Through the overstimulation he’s unsatiated. He can’t fuck into his perfect little pussy the way he wants without risking you getting away with that nasty attitude of yours. Hurting his feelings like you did. And being anything other than his sweet - obedient little girl.

Because bad girls. - Brats like you don’t deserve to get fucked all nice and fair like you’ve been begging him to this past hour or so. They don’t deserve gentleness on their raw little clits or any moment of reprieve you should expect from taking load after load since being seated in his lap like this.

They deserve to be treated like a hole, because that’s all you’re good for right now.

The quick intake of breath he takes startles you almost as much as the feeling of your arms being pulled back behind you. You wobble a little on your numbing legs as he uses his knees to help support you in a stand, and shutter as he presses one last kiss to your nape before standing to his height completely.

And then he starts drilling.

Yuuta has to keep his eyes from rolling back at the way he watches your reflection drool. “O-Oh! Oh, yes! Oh fuck yes, baby!”

He keeps a concentrated frown as he thrusts into you through clenched teeth.

“You’re so-“ Pap! “Fucking spoiled,” Pap! Pap! “You can’t even…mfh, act like you’re learning anything fr’m this..!”

”m’sorry..” You babble. “So s-sorry! M’so sorry, Yuu. So-… p-please… fffuck! Fuck fuck fuck!”

“S’that all you can say? Does my brat even know what she’s apologizing for?”

Your face drops out of view of the mirror when the effort to keep your neck craned up becomes too muscle consuming, most of your muscles too busy constricting and spazzing in the wake of your first orgasm. Honestly, you barely have the wherewithal to speak let alone put together a coherent thought. But you figure not responding might come at the expense of the mind numbing bliss you’re experiencing at the moment.

“F’being so mean! I didn’t-“ You gasp at the way he presses his hips against your backside, grinding himself in so thoroughly that you nearly lose your train of thought.

“I just… wanted ta spend more time with you, Yuu…!”

Yuuta pauses a quick pensive beat.

And then you’re on the floor.

He presses a hand into the middle of your back to keep you arched all prettily for him, the other, knuckle deep in your hair as he mushes your cheek into the floorboards. “So, y’ thought the best way to do that was to call me an asshole?”

“I whasn’t ‘hinking…!”

“Ohh of course you weren’t, baby,” Yuuta shudders at the way you feel creaming on him a second time. “‘Can’t be doing too much thinking now, anyways.”

You’re every nerve ending in your body when he deepens his thrusts to curve himself over your messy form, completely and utterly lost in pleasure as he pulls your head up by your hair and meets your teary eyes with his own - pupils dilated by pure affection.

“Think you can tell me what we learned outta all this? Or have you completely checked out at this point.”

“D-Don’t… don’t be so mean to Yuuta!!”

He chuckles. The kiss he places over your ear nearly pushes you over the edge as much as what he says does. “Good girl! That’s my girl. So smart.”

Your eyes roll as he unceremoniously drops your head to fuck you with more earnest. Much to your poor pussy’s dismay. “Let’s spend more time together, baby. - Just you and me.”

He coos at the way your drool starts to gather in a cute little puddle under your cheek. “After I’m sure my baby’s learned her lesson.”

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atlas-library · 5 months

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Yuuta has a smell kink, and you realised that the day you saw him scouring through the basket filled with your (and his) dirty laundry just so he could get a pair of your underwear to sniff.

You caught him red-handed, and he apologised profusely; the next morning, you came in your underwear and threw it at his face. He jacked off like this.

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garoujo · 2 years

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・✶ ｡ﾟ yuuta is still learning how to control himself around you. warnings : f. reader, agedup!inexperienced yuuta, dry humping, he cums in his pants.

“shit—you’re s-so pretty.” yuuta groans and you feel his warm palm smooth along the back of your neck to pull you deeper into the kiss as he greedily swallows your moans, his other arm tightening around your hips to pull them even closer against his own while you straddle his lap.

it wasn’t unlike you both to get lost in late night make out sessions when he got home from exorcising curses, allowing yuuta to explore the dips of your body until he was truly ready to feel everything—you were patient with him and he was grateful, but that doesn’t mean that he could deny the effect you have on him, especially when you hear him whine, low and languid as your needy heat grinds against his clothed cock.

you gasp when you feel the blunt head graze against you, still being able to feel how hard he is through the fabric of his slacks. “fuck—s-sorry.” he grumbles lowly, he’s flushed and needy as his fingers dig almost painfully into your hips but you just shake your head, tangling your fingers in the thick roots of his dark hair before experimentally rolling your hips against his once more— pulling a long and low moan from his swollen lips that you feel vibrate through his chest.

yuuta shivers below you, his thighs twitching at the feeling of you sliding your hips along his before he pulls away to blink up at you, his gaze blown out and heavy until you suddenly feel his grip on your hips tighten, taking control as he drags them along his own. his movements are messy and eager, soft pants falling from your pouty lips everytime you feel his thick shaft graze along your clothed clit, the blissful feeling making the room below you both spin “oh g-god, feels so good.”

“fuck, yuuta!” you gasp and the breathless tone of your voice has your raven haired boyfriend’s hips instinctively rutting up into yours, his mind cloudy and palms clammy against your skin with each sinful swirl of your hips. your fingers in his hair tighten and he hisses, his jaw clenching as your hips continue to move in sync with his— pulling another whimpered, slurred praise from his lips “look so pretty like this, n-need more.”

you feel too good— yuuta curses under his breath, rutting into you almost desperately and you can almost feel every detail of his cock through the thin fabric separating you both. he can almost feel you, his mind is swirling with thoughts of finally sinking into your warm cunt, he feels drunk on you, his mind and senses blurring as his name continues to fall from your lips in soft pants until a sudden rush of bliss rushes through his system and his body is almost curling over you.

yuuta cums with a surprised grunt before his voice cracks into a whine, his sudden orgasm catching him off guard as his hips jerk and twitch below you, his fingernails digging so tightly into your hips they’re sure to leave bruises as he continues to roll his hips into yours— greedily riding out his high with broken, agonised whines of your name until he’s hissing and holding you still while you still try to process what just happened.

“‘yuu— did you just..” the question pulls an almost whimpered grumble from the dark haired male below you as he frowns, flushed to his chest and still trying to catch his breath as he nuzzles into your neck, ignoring the sudden and uncomfortable stickiness now leaking through his underwear and sweats.

“fuck, fuck—im sorry. y-you felt so good, i—i couldn’t stop it.”

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zeke-best · 2 years

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I still not over him 🥺

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plutowrites · 2 years

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✧*࿐random cute texts: jjk ✧˖*࿐

✧ft: satoru, yuuta, yuuji, megumi & nanami

✧note: trying to get back into posting again. enjoy!!

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hirokari · 2 years

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shirt

wc: 0.3k | p: yuuta okkotsu x reader | g: fluff, established relationship, gn!reader | w: none!

Yuuta Okkotsu is three things right now:

Exhausted, sore, and extremely deprived of you.

Maybe it's because Satoru had trained him a little extra hard today, or because of the unusually shorter patience Maki had today, or the amount of times he'd been beaten to the ground by Panda.

A little rush of giddiness floods his chest when he sees his door slightly ajar, a little habit of yours he'd learned over the span of dating you.

Yuuta doesn't bother to knock or make a sound when he walks in the door— it's almost like he physically can't, spotting you humming, your back facing him as you read a book intently (it seems as though if he did make a sound, you wouldn't notice him) on his bed, though his bedside lamp is quite dim.

It's until when the bed dips as your boyfriend sits on the bed when you notice him.

"Hey," Whispers Yuuta quietly, so quiet as if he doesn't want to interrupt the moment.

You beam, sitting up, "Hi, Yuu,"

And he melts, folding into his stomach as he wraps his arms around you, leaning his face into your shoulder. You laugh a little when his lips tickle your skin as he presses them on it, your fingers finding themselves bunching by his torso instinctively.

You smell a little different, he notes. It's a combination of your smell... and his closet's?

Yuuta leans away almost too fast and you yelp a little when he takes your shoulders into his hands. He scrutinizes you-- looking up and down, a small smile itching his mouth.

"Is that my shirt?"

"Oh," You tug on the material as he squints, staring at how you look in it. "Yeah, sorry, I was-" You cut yourself off with an embarrassed sigh, scratching the back of your head. "I was missing you. A little." The air is silent as you pause. "...a lot. I missed you a lot."

Yuuta doesn't think the smile on his face is erasable. He brings you into his chest, smelling the scent again— a combination of your smell and his smell— and sways you a little side to side, not minding your comment about his bed sheets wrinkling, saying he'd just sleep in your bed.

"Oh my god, please don't ever not wear my shirts."

a/n: a little yuuta okkotsu imagine before i go off travelling <3 sorry i didnt write much tho,, i'm having extreme writer's block lately :(

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mitsies · 2 years

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cannot stop thinking abt yuuta playing the guitar

mercury is in retrograde, your body aches, and the world might be ending just a little but something compels you to visit yuta before bed.

888 wc ;)

your chest heaved with heavy breaths and your body ached like you'd been hit by a bus. the mission you were returning from had sapped all your strength and blurred your vision because god, did everything burn. maybe this was your sins catching up on you. maybe it was just mercury in retrograde.

either way, there was really nothing you wanted more than to curl up and sleep, and maybe die, but mostly just rest for the first time in what felt like years.

your dorm room was just around the corner, it was so close, and the tantalizing idea of sinking your head into your pillow and your soft bedsheets consuming your stinging body made your mouth water.

but maybe that wasn't really what you wanted, deep down, because you staggered right past your dorm room door and kept on walking. you knew where you were going. you didn't know why you were headed there rather than your soft silk sheets (a splurge on your part) but something tugged you towards a familiar room a little way down the hall from yours. curse this mercury retrograde.

a soft, familiar tune graced your ears, and maybe by some miracle, your bones felt a little less stiff. the door to the room creaked open but you don't remember touching the handle- your exhaustion was catching up to you.

a pair of deep blue eyes stared up at you. yuta sat on the floor of his room, an acoustic guitar decorated with peeling stickers perched on his knee. he had stopped playing when you entered and you wanted to tell him to keep going, but words failed you.

"is everything okay? you just got back from kyoto, right? shouldn't you be asleep?"

you wanted to respond with a yes, you wanted to tell him that your body burned and your legs throbbed and you really, really wanted to go to sleep, but that mercury was in retrograde and everything was going wrong and you needed him to keep playing his guitar and you needed to be near him and you really, really needed him.

but you could not muster the words. so you just kept eye contact (you're sure that your eyes must've been mostly obscured by your drooping eyelids) and slid down onto the floor next to him.

your side pressed against his crossed legs and you felt his warm, limber hand reach out and brush a strand of your hair behind your ear. you think that he had been reading your mind because, after a few more seconds, he resumed his playing.

you were so close to him and his guitar that you could hear the soft shifting of the strings and you could smell the unmistakable smell of his lavender-scented laundry detergent on his clothes and you could feel that ever-familiar urge to kiss yuta, an urge that made itself clear whenever you were near him, but an urge you resisted because you were just friends, just friends and nothing more.

but tonight, something in the air was different. maybe it was the thrumming of your body against his, maybe it was the hum of the chords in the air, or maybe it was that damn mercury in retrograde. but that something made you lift up from where you lay curled against him and stare straight into his eyes.

yuta paused his playing again and looked back at you. "...are you okay? are you uncomfortable on the floor? we can move, you know, if you want-"

the boy on the floor with the guitar is promptly shut up by his tired friend, also on the floor, as they plant their lips on his. it's quick, it's quiet, it tastes like coffee and sleepless nights and months of pining and mercury, but it's the sweetest thing either of them has ever tasted in a while.

when you pull back, yuta is stunned into silence. you don't seem sentient enough at this hour to process your actions and he doesn't have the soul to do it himself. "oh," is all he can get out.

"i like you," you sigh sleepily, slouching against him again, "a lot. i like you so much. please keep playing your music, i like your music too. a lot."

if you had been looking at him, you'd have seen the dazed, flushed expression on yuta's face, and you'd see the way his hand curled tight around the neck of his guitar, and you'd feel the way his heartbeat raced- and maybe you'd even hear the quiet response he murmured, a silent "i like you a lot, too," before you drifted off into sleep next to him.

he watched you for a few moments, the rise and fall of your chest, the way your eyelashes fluttered, and how you were so close and, for the first time, attainable- you liked him back. you liked him back, a lot, in your own words.

he gazed at you so fully in love before smiling to himself and recommenced with the song he was playing. yuta could swear he saw a smile dance across your sleeping face and he thanks mercury for being in retrograde, whatever that even means.

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mikasadirtyscarf · 2 years

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YUUTA

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24hlevi · 6 months

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— is there someone else?

okkotsu yuuta (jujutsu kaisen) x gn!reader

genre: angst

summary: yuuta has been with you since a few months after he started coming to jujutsu high. one day, he sees signs that you might be hanging around with someone else. so, he builds the courage to find out if there is someone else or not.

warnings: language, cheating

wc: 3.2k

this is for a special the weeknd event hosted by @seirinz

Okkotsu Yuuta had been in love with you since the day he first met you, which happened to be his first day at Jujutsu High. After the encounter with Geto when Rika was let go of him, he felt free enough to attempt and pursue you. There was something special about you to him. Not just the fact you were always nice and understanding of his awkward shyness, or that you helped him train in a less strict way than the others did. To Yuuta, you were different.

He could remember the day he confessed to you like the back of his hand. He was so nervous on this winter day, his face bright red from the cold as he tried to muster up the courage to tell you. Panda was continuously telling him that it would be fine, that you surely felt the same way, and that there was no need for Yuuta to be freaking out the way he was. But, he was still incredibly anxious about the whole ordeal. He had no time to think about crushes or liking someone other than Rika, so it was normal that he was anxious about confessing his feelings to you. He didn't want to ruin the friendship he had built with you, he would be crushed and heartbroken if it went wrong and you stopped speaking to him.

But, much to his surprise, it worked out better than he had expected. When he confessed his feelings, he was shocked at your response. Even though everyone else had been telling him that you liked him as well, he still had his doubts. The anxiety-filled thoughts of ‘what if it goes wrong?’, ‘what if they tell me they have feelings for someone else?’ and so forth that he almost backed out of his confession last minute before Maki forcefully pushed him towards you.

Yuuta let out a tiny yelp as Maki pushed him closer to you who was standing across the field. He was practically shaking from nervousness about the situation but tried to play it off as him just being cold due to it being winter. He had a whole script for what he was going to say to you. He would start the conversation normally like he always would, say hello, and ask how you were doing before getting to the main subject he wanted to speak with you about.

“Just go do it,” Maki told Yuuta as he stared at you from afar.

“I-I don’t know, what if-”

“Stop worrying so much and be a man!” Maki snapped, pushing him more aggressively this time.

“Okay…” Yuuta mumbled.

The boy then made his way over to you, his hands shaking a little from both the cold temperature and the anxiety creeping into his body more and more. He felt like he might pass out before he even reached you at this point.

When he got to you, he was fiddling with his hands trying to look at you but instead, his eyes were darting all around the place.

“Hey, Y/n, can I talk to you for a minute?” Yuuta asked you.

You looked over at him when he spoke, and he almost dropped dead just by all your attention and focus being on him only. “Of course! What’s up?” You responded with a smile.

Yuuta didn’t reply for a few seconds, too distracted by your smile that he forgot the whole script he planned out for this. He even wrote it down in a notepad and repeated it to himself in the mirror to prepare! Now he had forgotten it all! This was already going terribly for the boy.

“Uhm well, I uh just wanted to erm…” He lost his voice halfway through talking, leaving you concerned.

“Is everything okay?” You asked.

“Yes! It’s just that uhm,” Yuuta looked down at the ground lightly covered in snow, “I wanted to ask if you wanted to go out with me, but not as friends,” He said in a quiet voice, a blush present on his face just from saying it out loud.

“Like, a date?” You questioned.

All Yuuta did was nod his head in response, still looking down at the ground as he tried to stand his ground and not run away at the last second. You didn’t say anything for a moment, and he was about to apologize and turn away until you spoke.

“I would love to.”

Yuuta was genuinely shocked when you agreed to go out with him, but he was also so incredibly happy that it worked out well and didn’t go wrong in any sort of way. He was so worried that it would go wrong somehow, either he would say the wrong thing and embarrass himself or you straight up say no. But, it turned out great.

In the beginning, it was, at least.

The first six months were great for the two of you and your established relationship. Yuuta was the perfect boyfriend anyone could ever ask for. He would give you flowers whenever he had the chance, he would always go with you on missions of any kind no matter the rank of the curse, he was supportive of everything and was always so patient with you. He was the type of boyfriend everyone wanted. He broke out of his shell once he started dating you, and everyone noticed the difference in him when you two became official. You were the best thing to happen to him.

When it hit six months Yuuta got matching rings for you two to wear on the left hand. He called them promise rings, and that one day you two would get married. While he still wore Rika’s on his other hand, yours was far more important and cherished to him. Rika may give him physical power, but you gave him everything else and more. He would never trade you for anything or anyone. He would kill for you, he would die for you, he would do anything for you if you asked.

Yuuta promised that he would never leave you under any circumstance, saying he would rather die than leave you. Or that he would sacrifice himself if it came down to the two of you despite his special grade status and how terrible things would become without him there to help. He loved you so much that he would do anything for you.

He learned how to cook for you instead of continuously buying food from convenience stores and such. He worked on his appearance more and kept up a good hygiene routine. He practiced fighting more so that he could get better and protect you more easily. He did many things for you that also helped him change for the better. He grew out of his anxiety-filled life and began to not worry as much but still had normal anxiety about things.

Then, things began to change.

Yuuta couldn’t tell exactly when you started to act differently around him, he couldn’t pinpoint a specific time when it happened. He just realized later that you were becoming more distant from him. He doesn’t know why, but he didn’t say anything. He remained quiet and tried to fix it without saying anything to you and possibly starting an argument. He hated arguments and fights with you and tried to avoid them whenever he could. But, he didn’t know what to do about this. He was seeing you less and less as the months went by, and whenever he asked around for you, no one knew where you were.

Yuuta was at a loss, unsure of what was going on and what to do about it, and he spent more and more of his days in his room thinking about it all. With his anxieties returning, he immediately jumped to the worst conclusion, that you were seeing someone else behind his back. He wanted to think otherwise, that you would never do that to him, until one day when he spoke to Panda.

“You don’t think they’re seeing someone else behind my back, do you?” Yuuta asked Panda while sitting next to him watching you and Maki spar.

“Hmm,” Panda hummed, looking between you, Maki, and Yuuta. “Do you want my honest opinion and thoughts?”

“Yes?” Yuuta answered, sounding more like a question.

“Don’t you ever notice who is also gone when Y/n is as well?” Panda started. “Think for a moment. You always come to Inumaki or me when you are searching for them, but who is never there too?”

Yuuta looked at Panda confused, not understanding what he was meaning until he looked back over at you sparring with Maki. He watched how she easily pinned you to the ground and won, whispering something into your ear which caused you to smile widely and gently shove her off of you. Yuuta felt his heart drop and looked back at Panda. “You don’t think…” His voice trailed off.

“I don’t know for sure, but if I were you, I would say something,” Panda told Yuuta. “It’s better to get it over fast than dwell on it and never do anything.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Yuuta mumbled quietly, now looking down at the ground.

Yuuta noticed it from then on. It was true, whenever you were gone, so was Maki. He didn’t even know you two were close, but he couldn’t help but feel stupid for not realizing it earlier until Panda put it in his mind. He wanted to confront you, but he didn’t for a while. He couldn’t. There was something holding him back from just saying it. He knew if he confronted you on it things would fall apart, but they were already falling apart.

The thought of you cheating on Yuuta made him want to throw up. His brain couldn't process the possibility of it happening, and he was starting to lose it.

You started disappearing more often, and Yuuta found out from Gojo that you were starting to do more missions with Maki. When he asked Gojo why, the teacher responded that you specifically asked for it. Now Yuuta was growing more concerned. It was always him who went on missions with you, but now you were asking Gojo specifically that you wanted to be paired with Maki from now on. Yuuta had no idea what to do.

He had never been through this type of situation before, therefore he was left clueless not knowing what to do. There was no one he could go to for help on the matter, so he was left to figure it out himself.

Yuuta spent multiple days in his room trying to figure out how to deal with this and how to tell you that he had a feeling he knew what was going on. But, he couldn’t help but think of if he was wrong. Then surely you would break up with him for ever thinking you would be cheating on him with one of his classmates. He didn’t know what to do. He had to do it by himself, but he didn’t want to at the same time. Maybe he could just forget about it and things would go back to normal. Or they would get worse.

Yuuta stared at the wall of his room for the majority of the days as they went by. You didn’t check up on him, and he was beginning to believe you didn’t want to be with him anymore. He understood why, though. He fell back into his self-deprecating thoughts the more you were gone. The thoughts that he wasn’t good enough for you, that you deserved someone better than him. He didn’t know how a normal relationship was supposed to work, but he was trying his absolute best to make sure he was doing it right. He was constantly searching the internet in hopes of it helping only for it to make him feel worse by saying you were definitely cheating on him. He was reading more books to try and find ways to fix it only to find nothing. He was on the verge of breaking down.

Everyone noticed the change in Yuuta the more he came to believe that you were cheating on him. He rarely smiled anymore, he had the dark bags under his eyes again like when he first arrived at the school, he was constantly training, and he was alone. He was nothing without you in his life. He became something he didn’t want to become.

Then one day, he snapped.

It was a rainy night when Yuuta got back from a mission of a powerful curse. He was panting lightly, his hair damp and wet sticking to his face, blood splattered on his white uniform. He was exhausted and needed you more than anything else right now. He had gotten hit on the head and was slightly dizzy as he stumbled down the hall as quietly as possible. He didn’t know where you would be, but at this hour he assumed you would be asleep by now. So, dragging his squeaky shoes across the ground, he found himself standing in front of your room.

He was swaying back and forth as he raised his fist to knock on the door, and immediately after he knocked he opened the unlocked door. Freezing in his spot at the sight of you. You weren’t asleep. Or alone. Yuuta felt his heart shatter into a million pieces, and his jaw tightened subconsciously.

“What the fuck is going on?” Yuuta spat, not even recognizing his voice.

You jumped from your position on the bed, looking at Yuuta with wide eyes. “Yuuta, baby I can explain,” You started.

“Don’t bother,” He growled at you. “Get the fuck out.” He glared at Maki who was laid down beside you.

“Yuuta-” You tried to say.

“I’m not talking to you right now,” He told you, still staring at Maki. “Get the fuck out.”

“No,” Maki answered.

“Excuse me?” Yuuta asked.

“I said no,” Maki sat up. “Look, I’ll be the bearer of bad news. Yuuta, you need to get the fuck out. I’m honestly surprised that it took you this long, but Y/n doesn’t want to be with you anymore. It’s that simple. So, get the fuck out.”

Yuuta stared in silent disbelief, his eyes were jumping between Maki and you, and you didn't say anything. He straightened his posture and looked at you. “Is this what you want?” He asked you.

“I’m sorry, Yuuta,” You replied, looking down at the bed.

For the second time in the past five minutes, Yuuta felt his heart break. He was feeling so many emotions at the same time that he didn't know what to do. He stood in place for a minute, and then with a scoff he took the ring off his finger and threw it at you.

“Fine. If that's how you want it to be,” He spat. “I don't need you. I just needed you to become a better me.”

Then Yuuta turned around and stomped out of the room, slamming the door closed on his way out and heading to his own room. He was muttering to himself as he angrily walked down the hall, about how he didn't deserve anyone loyal to him, that no one would genuinely love him for him, that he would die alone like he was destined to. He was sad, he was angry, he was feeling so many different things he felt like he was truly breaking down.

As soon as he closed the door of his room behind him, Yuuta slid down the wall, holding his sword close to him as he leaned his head on the door, tears welling in his eyes. A stifled sob escaped past his mouth, and he immediately covered it with his hand out of fear that someone would hear him. Then again, he didn't care too much. He closed his eyes tightly shut and let the tears fall.

After months of worries, anxieties, and doubts, Yuuta finally had his answer. There was someone else. He didn't want to believe it, but he was forced to now. He saw it with his own two eyes. Your half naked bodies intertwined with one another, the sight alone made him want to sob his eyes out. He loved you more than anyone else. So why didn't you love him back?

Yuuta was unable to contain all of his crying sounds, now completely sobbing as he held onto his sword so tightly his knuckles were turning white. He couldn't help but let it all out. He was holding so much in while he waited for an answer, and now that he got his answer, he didn't want to hold back his emotions. He was upset more than anything. Upset that the first person he loved after Rika was cheating on him with a fellow classmate, upset that half of the relationship was built on a lie, upset that you didn't love him anymore. He didn't want to cry, he wanted to man through it and be strong, but he couldn't. There was no way he could. He wasn't that type of person.

No matter what, Yuuta could never hate you. He might've been angry in the moment of realization, but he could never despise you. Even though you've broken his heart, he would still have respect for you. You were a strong sorcerer, and he knew that. He would still respect you, he just wouldn't love you anymore. After all, what would be the point if you never loved him in the first place?

He wanted to ask you just one question. Did you ever love him? He couldn't, though. There was no point anymore. You clearly didn't have feelings for him anymore, so why should he dwell on the thought that it was never real in the first place? At the same time, he didn't want to know the answer. For all he knows, you could say that you never loved him, that you just felt bad after Rika so you said yes to the date and then realized you couldn't back out at the last second.

Yuuta remained crying for what felt like hours and in reality was only thirty minutes. He eventually passed out, still leaning against the door holding his sword, finally getting the first wink of sleep in months.

He was torn apart from this, but he saw it coming from miles away. He knew it wouldn't work out well, he just didn't think it would be like this. Yet, he wasn't surprised. He shouldn't be. He should've known you wouldn't love him that long. He didn't deserve it. He didn't deserve you. He understood why you chose Maki, for she was a much better choice than he was. He just didn't think it would happen so soon.

Yuuta remained asleep until the middle of the next day when Panda knocked on the door and he woke up. Except this time, he looked dead inside. He didn't smile once after that, he didn't cry anymore, he was stronger because of this.

He didn't need you. He just needed the heartbreak to make him stronger. He's realized that now. He doesn't need anyone. They’ll all leave him anyways.

#★ zaria's the weeknd collab #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #okkotsu yuuta x reader #yuuta x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk imagines #yuuta imagines #okkotsu yuuta imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jjk scenarios #okkotsu yuuta scenarios #yuuta scenarios

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yourlovermori · 2 years

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yuuta x f!reader + fluff | masterlist

the suns rays disperse through the gaps of leafs of the oak you’re both sat under. you turn to your left to face the man that you’ve loved for going on 4 years now and he’s grown so much. hair that used to be frayed and crazed is now long and relaxed — he doesn’t look as lost as he used to. he’s not as shy or timid as he used to be — in the past always in flight — he takes the time to stay and grow with you to maintain stability in a sense.

“hey? what are you thinking about?” he asks, looking concerned — eyebrows dipped and eyes filled with worry, ready to make things better — to bring you comfort. his right hand raises to brush his thumb along the apple of your cheek. the cold metal of the ring that used to mark him as a curse still ever present but holding a much different meaning.

“nothing yuu, you just look so pretty” you mumble and that makes his cheeks tinge pink. he leans over to press a kiss to your lips that are always so sweet. his left hand presses against your lower back — right cupping your face and pulling you closer.

and although he’s changed from who he used to be he still remains the same man you’ve always loved, your yuu. butterflies still erupt at the sound of your voice or the way that you call his name, but especially at the way your lips warm his unable to hide his giddiness from you sometimes even flushing and sparinging you a lovesick grin.

“i love you,” he whispers enough for you only you to hear — not the random strangers walking on the sidewalk or even the birds that sing in the tree above you — only you “i love you forever and always”.

he places kisses on your bare shoulders — tuffs of your curls tickling his nose ears and his ears red from doing and saying such intimate things in an area as public as this but he means every last thing.

he means it in the way that he delicately presses kisses to your knuckles. picking out stray leaves that fall in your hair, replacing them with flowers. savouring every moment he has with you like it’s his last because some day it will be, but until then he’ll cherish you with everything he has until his last moment.

#yuuta ʚ♡ɞ #had to write for my baby wanna kiss his big head and love on him #yuuta okkotsu #yuuta x black!reader #yuuta x reader #yuuta drabbles #yuuta soft #yuuta fluff #yuuta imagines #jjk yuuta #yuta x reader #yuta x black!reader #yuta soft #yuta fluff #yuta imagines

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mitsuyaya · 1 year

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just thinking about yuuta who teaches you the basics of accounting. him explaining the assets, liabilities and other terms that you couldn't focus on what he says. you're more concentrated on how his lips smack against each other, stretches on every syllables.

and when you get a wrong answer, he doesn't raise his voice — but rather, he smiles and pats your head then explain to you what you did wrong and how to make it right.

after you're all done with your accounting homeworks, he leans into your cheek, pressing a chaste kiss.

the atmosphere is thick with tension, as he breathes near your ear, lowly and sexily — stirring up something inside you.

then he whispered something: “good job, now next is your literature homework.”

#💭. thots #yuuta imagines #yuuta x reader #yuuta scenarios #yuuta fluff #yuta x reader #yuta scenarios #yuta imagines #yuta fluff #jjk x reader #jjk imagines #jjk scenarios #jjk fluff #self-indulgent bcos I'm struggling with my own homework #idk if this makes sense

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atlas-library · 4 months

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"I would kill for you."

These words are serious to Toge: he knows what killing implies, what it does to someone's mind; you're never prepared to kill, not in the moment. It's like having to stab someone: a part of you will stop you, or at least try, because of how big the act is.

Toge doesn't let anyone say that about him: he's a cursed weapon, a dangerous one even Maki can't wield. No one kills for weapons. You kill with them.

Gojo was the first person to say those words.

He told him the first time Toge tried to jump off a building— He wanted to feel something. Gojo had caught him right in time, the second Toge's body was falling; hours later, when Toge was staring at his garden with a haunted look, Gojo simply stood next to him and said those words in the most casual of manners— And that's what made it sincere.

Gojo hadn't been trying to pity Toge, to get him to open up, to sound solemn to a kid who couldn't even see himself as such— He simply said what was on his mind, and it happened to be the truth. A truth coming from a primal urge: to protect.

Gojo would kill for Toge, just like he'd kill for Panda, Maki, Yuuta. Didn't make it less sincere.

Yuuta whispered these words with tears stuck in his eyes.

His motivations were more obvious, yet less understandable than Gojo's: he loved. Toge was sure of it, Yuuta was in love with him.

Toge hadn't been given the chance to learn about most things, but he knew about love: it was a curse burnt on his cheeks and tongue, bloody ink rubbed against his open wounds, the hiss of a viper before it sank its fangs in weakened hearts. Toge had known love twice before: his mother, and her. The former gave him up to the higher-ups, the latter had fallen victim to his curse.

Yuuta was afraid for Toge, afraid for anyone he loved— It was a curse for him too, an obsessive promise that laid trembling hands on weakened bodies. Yuuta whispered those words and meant them, yet was also terrified of the power behind them. He'd kill for Toge, in the name of love— Yet he'd also cheated death in the name of love.

Toge did feel loved when Yuuta told him that; obsessive, dangerous love was the only kind he knew. It was the only kind he cared to know.

It was intense and passionate, and he was sure of one thing: he'd kill for Yuuta, too.

"I would kill for you," he'd think. "I would kill even if there's no threat. You could snap your fingers and point at something, and I'd kill it without asking anything. No question, no reward."

Quiet eyes in the dead of night, closed lips framed by burnt marks.

"I would murder for you."

Love is ugly. There's nothing pretty about it.

"I would slaughter for you."

Love reeks. It only makes him throw up rotten feelings.

"I'd become a monster for you."

Love is an abomination. It bleeds its victims and feeds off its vessels.

Perhaps Rika and him weren't so different after all.

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stopthatnel · 2 years

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professionals

s: don’t you know the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach? or do you really just want to conduct business? i guess it’s too bad, yuuta can’t help himself. wc: 1.7k

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a/n: so remember this post? i wasn’t lying when i said i was making it a series lol. i’m already about another thousand words into part two, things will probably get real… delectable by part three hehe.

it smelled of roasted coffee and sweet pastries, an ambiance of sunshine and warmth, all between brick walls. the sounds of bells chime rhythmically with each new curious soul that enters the premise, eyes wide and hopeful at the warm comfort the new cafe in town held. you had opened up shop roughly over a month ago and as any business owner, you’ve faced the silence of the shop. you’ve waited night and day on making this little dream of yours come to life, giving you all the more reason to lean behind the counter with the biggest smile. your cheeks were flushed with glee as you watched your staff interact with customers, hoping they all felt the several steps up they’ve gotten from day one.

the atmosphere could have never been better. you’re so hopeful for the future and what it holds, you wish it could be like this everyday. whatever’s out there granting wishes must’ve heard you, and business has been booming. notre maison had an effect on people you could have never fathomed to become reality, and yet, it does. people feel comfortable here, they can sit back and relax, enjoy whatever warms their hearts, talk amongst friends or strangers. in a strange way, it was reminiscent of a little part of life that humans like to call home. the cafe had been true to its name, notre maison. people from all walks of life have come into your shop, each with an interesting story, all equally valuable, all equally different.

yuuta absolutely adores the scent of freshly ground coffee, but god does he hate the taste of it. his hatred for the taste however was obviously not as strong as his adoration, so everyday at 6pm he packs his briefcase, locks his door, and makes his way out of work.

“mai,” he calls. “please make sure the doors are locked after closing. get home safe and have a good weekend.” a quick nod from his secretary and an “alright mr.okkotsu! you too.” and yuuta is already heading for the elevator and on his way to your shop. while he’s never quite interacted with anyone there, he ironically found himself being able to lose himself in comfort. his favorite spot was towards the back of the shop, a little table right against the window (that featured a gorgeous view) with a bookshelf parallel to it. he’s never picked up any of the books but he’d scan his eyes across the spines of them and remember the noteworthy ones that stand out. it was a wide selection, really, ranging from nonfiction to manga, and everything in between.

yuuta often spends well over an hour in the cafe, refilling his chai tea every now and then. he’d never admit he was people watching, but he most definitely was. he’s gotten to know your staff by name and your staff have done their due diligence to remember his, as well as his order. it was the same thing every time, your home brewed chai and the delicious strawberry and cheese danish fresh from the kitchen. (y/n), he’d later learn your name, was a very hands on boss. you’re helping in any way you can, serving, cleaning tables, in the kitchen. yuuta can definitely recall the exact amount of times you’ve walked out of the double doors behind the counter: a black apron turned grey from what he could only assume was flour. you had poised your mannerism in such a carefree but calculated way, an interesting combination he thinks.

today however, yuuta finds himself asking to speak to the owner of the establishment. he stands tall in front of your comparatively small body, an inviting smile being exchanged.

“how can i be of help, mr.okkutsu?” yuuta mimics the smile you wore, “actually, i was wondering if you’re available to do catering?” a thoughtful looked dawned on your face, all while your heart did gymnastics. catering? that’s a huge opportunity, the question you heard was ‘do i have the resources to cater?’

“hmm, well, i’m sure you know we’re still in the new stages of being a business. i wouldn’t say no, of course.” you muse. mr.okkutsu ran a private investigative firm a few blocks away from notre maison, and from what you’ve heard, he’s very picky about what cases come into his institution. you’d assume that if he can afford to be that picky, then his team mustn’t be very large, probably a handful of trustworthy people. “how many people would you be catering for?” you ask.

“not a lot, definitely less than 20 people.”

“i’m sure we can figure it out! if you’d like to run the numbers for an estimate, we can go to my office?” you’re suggesting. the man nods and waves his hand, motioning for you to lead the way. you bring him past the double doors into the kitchen, yuuta observing your cooks laughing loudly while working. he appreciated the way the comfort from the front had also seeped its way to the back of the cafe, admiring the work environment you’ve somehow managed to create; a peaceful combination of expectations and results. towards the back of the kitchen was a small room, blocked off by a wooden door that had a sign hung unto the doorknob.

please knock and wait before entering!

yuuta raises his brows in amusement, of course you’d let people walk in and out of your space. you’d still made sure employees understand the boundaries you’ve set to even think about doing so, but yuuta couldn’t disagree more. emails and phones exist for a reason, he thinks. your office was a completely different world from the rest of the building, dim yellow lights, the delicious smell of cinnamon and vanilla wafting from the candles lit on your desk.

“please, take a seat.” you smile at him, pulling your own chair out. yuuta couldn't help but chuckle a bit, normally when that’s said, it's usually him saying it. it was a funny experience in contrast to his daily encounters. “i’m thinking maybe four of each of your most popular pastries and sweets, and maybe three types of beverages.” you rummage through your drawer and pull out a pen and notepad, quickly scribbling away his words.

“any allergies i should be aware of?” you ask. yuuta shakes his head. “alright, what’s the occasion?” yuuta smiles fondly at your question. “next week will be three years in business.” you clasp your hands together and let out an excited giggle, congratulating him. you take this moment to briefly scan your eyes across the face of the man seated in front of you. you noted the crispness of his dark blue suit, almost matching the murky cesspools of blue in his eyes. his eyes were… tired. bags hung heavy beneath them, the smallest hint of crows feet at the sides giving you the illusion that he must’ve just had a long week.

you began to speak on pricing, considering it was your first time having such a large order, you thought it would be in your best interest to explain how you’re getting to your total. then, you add in labor and transportation costs, giving him a ballpark of approximately three hundred dollars. you smile brazenly at the series of calculations and slide your notepad towards the man, giving him time to look through your work and make any comments.

“alright. can we do friday evening? fridays when most of my staff overlaps onto one day, so it would be the most convenient for me.” a frown fell on your lips, as you contemplated the time. unlike him, on friday’s you had the lowest headcount. you begin to explain the fact to the business man in front of you, but he cuts you off. “i can assist with transportation if you cut the transportation cost in half. i’m sure it would be manageable with two people.” he proposes. you sigh, how else could you explain that you’d be running a mess even if only one person didn’t show to work that day? “let me make a few calls, and i’ll see what i can do.” you say softy, passing the pen that was warm from your touch over to him. “just leave your name and number on that notepad, and i’ll shoot you a text by tomorrow morning.” yuuta waves his hand and reaches inside his jacket, pulling out his business card. he writes down his personal cell and slides it towards you.

“hope to hear from you soon, ms.(l/n).”

that night you spent hours making phone calls to the two of the three managers you employed, as well as several regular staff. you figured you’d make the delivery yourself, as long as there were two managers present in your stead. it wouldn’t hurt to also have another two extra associates, just for good measure. you’d mentioned time and a half pay to them, and while most would jump at the idea, only one barista found it to be fitting of his schedule, so you quickly scrambled to write his name down onto the next week's roster. you pick up your phone and glance at the business card, ringing up your client. then you quickly hang up as the clock above your door caught your eye, it was just past 8pm. you opted for a text instead, hoping you didn’t disturb him.

good news mr.okkotsu. i can schedule a delivery for friday evening, 6:00pm. i hope your offer is still on the table, your new total would be around $250.00, not including taxes.

you lean back in your chair and sigh, you couldn’t be anymore proud of yourself than in this moment. you reach for the water bottle on your desk, get up and head out to the front. it was closing time soon, and the least you could do to make up for whatever time you lose in the upcoming days is to make sure everything is consistently set up for the next. it’s no wonder your employees love working for you, they knew you believed that being a business owner didn’t stop at just purchasing the property. you exuded the charismatic qualities of a leader, giving everyone a chance to strive for the best. you see off the last of your crew, you lock the doors from the inside and exit from the back of the building.

tomorrow’s a new day.

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