The Last Person You Expect To Patch You Up Is Gojo Satoru, So Why Are You Knocking On His Door?

the last person you expect to patch you up is gojo satoru, so why are you knocking on his door?

a/n: hi friends! i hope you enjoy this :] im not sure if i like it very much but I’ll let u guys pick it apart and decide if i should be run off the app or not :P please let me know what u guys think !!

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you’re hesitant to knock on the door you’re facing, one arm squeezing your middle and the other holding you up against the wall. you’re sure you looked like we’re about to die, but still you could help but feel like death was a better option than knocking on gojo satoru’s door at 2 in the morning.

the stinging in your side leaves you no choice, lifting your hand and knocking three times. every passing second seems eternal and you almost want to just walk away and head to campus, hoping you make it until morning.

the door swings open, satoru looks at you with wide eyes and messy hair. he looks so normal, you think, taking in his appearance of sweatpants and a t shirt he must’ve thrown on seconds before.

“what the fuck happened to you?” he breathes out, not hesitating to pick you up, carrying you to his restroom and flicking the light on. if you were any more lucid you might’ve caught the genuine concern in his voice and the pounding heart in his chest.

“think the higher ups hate me” you manage to chuckle out, sucking in a sharp breathe when you try to sit up on your own.

satoru is quick to help you up, large hands gently handling you. his brows are furrowed as he looks at the state you’re in.

“why didn’t you call up shoko or go to campus or- literally anything else?!” he scold you, his voice is a higher pitch than you’re used to, he’s running his hands through his hair, tugging slightly before sighing deeply and calming himself down.

“didn’t wanna bother ‘em” you say, voice small. gojo knows in his mind you of all people could never be a bother, especially when shoko absolutely loves you.

“can i take this off?” he asks softly, tugging at your uniform top. you nod weakly, letting him work the fabric off you gently, sucking his teeth when he sees the gash on your side.

“that bad huh?” you laugh, there’s a beat of silence that you find unbearable. your eyes are heavy and the only way you can muster staying awake is by talking, words leaving your mouth without even thinking, “not gonna tell me ‘I’ve had worse’ or ‘this is nothing’ ?”

satoru only brings himself to snicker, “you’re about to pass out and you still wanna bicker with me.”

“to be fair it’s always you starting shit” you chuckle, hissing when he starts cleaning your wound. satoru mumbles a small ‘sorry’ before continuing.

you weren’t completely wrong, satoru always loved seeing you riled up. he loved watching the way the fire ignited behind your eyes when you shot something back at satoru, he loved watching your nose scrunch up when he said something stupid, he loved how you’d fight back smiles when he disrespected some asshole higher up.

“yeah, yeah, you're always saying that” he smiles, finishing up whatever he could on your side before moving to the cuts on your face.

you were still as he gently dabbed the wipes on your face, the slight stinging feeling was the last thing on your mind. the smell of his body wash was muddling your thoughts, the way his fingertips brushed against your skin gave you goosebumps.

“who sent you on the mission?” his voice was no longer playful and light. there was an edge to his voice as he spoke, and you couldn’t stop the chills that ran down your spine.

the only thing you could muster was a small shrug of your shoulders.

“it was the higher ups from last time, wasn’t it? the one you stood up to?” his voice is threatening and low, blue eyes boring into you as you tried to avoid eye contact.

“y/n, look at me” the stern tone left no room for protest, looking at him and gulping. you nodded your head, whispering a small ‘yeah.’ satoru mumbled something you couldn’t hear, his jaw clenched and hands shaking slightly.

“I’m going to kill them” he spat, taking a step back before look at you again, the sight filling him with even more rage.

“didn’t you say that wouldn’t change anything?” you stated, sitting up as best you could, trying your best to hide the pain you felt from the sudden movement.

satoru ignored your words, already making a move to head out of the bathroom door, but your voice stopped him.

“don’t- i don’t wanna be alone” you whispered, eyes watering a bit as the reality of the situation hit you all at once. “i just- nevermind” you laughed dryly, hissing as you pushed yourself off the countertop and stood.

satoru was immediately at your side holding you up, “what are you-” your words cut him off before he could finish.

“I’m gonna go home, don’t wanna bother you more than i have” you smiled, eyes still a bit teary. you’re brain doesn’t process what’s happening fast enough, only realizing what’s happening a couple seconds later when satoru’s arms are wrapped around your body.

“you aren’t going anywhere” he mumbles against the top of your head, squeezing you gently.

the warmth of his body is enough to comfort you, muscles relaxing and letting your tears spill against his chest.

“why?” you whisper, the question causing satoru to tense up against you. “why do you care so much?”

his thoughts stop for a second, the only thing on his mind is you. the way you’re looking at him in a way you never have before, with an emotion he can’t place. he can only think of one thing.

“isn’t it obvious?” he replies, voice soft, his cheeks heating up and ears burning. he’s trying to hide the slight tremble of his hands as he caressed your cheek softly, thumb wiping away a stray tear.

“only obvious thing about you is your ego” you smile, laughing a bit between sniffles as satoru gasps at you.

“and you say i start things?” he giggles, picking you up softly before leading you to his bedroom. the two of you in a comfortable silence as he looks through his drawers, handing you one of his shirts and shorts for you to change into.

“you can drop me off at home-” you begin but satoru is quick to speak over you.

“I’ll sleep on the couch, there’s some toothbrushes in the top drawer under the sink,” he says, continuing to list off any other items you’d need and where to find them.

it’s ten minutes later and you’re laying in the large bed, staring at the ceiling when you find the energy to walk into the hallway, peeking around the corner and into the living room.

satoru smiled at you, the bright tv lights illuminating his figure, “cant sleep?” he asks. you nod your head, slowly making your way towards him. “c’mere” he says softly, gently moving you when you sit on the couch, letting you cuddle into his side until you were comfortable.

between the exhaustion and the comfort of satoru’s fingers running along your arm you were sound asleep in a matter of minutes (10, satoru was counting). he placed a feathery kiss to the top of you head, shifting to pick you up, carrying you to his bed and tucking you in, slipping besides you before facing the opposite direction.

you stirred a bit, mumbling something and causing satoru to turn, “y/n?” he whispered. you seemed to gravitate towards him, one of your arms finding him and tugging his shirt, making him come closer to you. still asleep, you nuzzled yourself against him, sighing softly before stilling again.

satoru draped his arm around you, keeping you close before letting his eyes shut. for tonight, he won’t think about the thing he’ll say and do to the higher ups who sent you on that mission as punishment.

instead he’ll hold you close, keeping you safe and making sure you’re well enough to argue on any and every thing possible. he’ll make you breakfast tomorrow and ask if you feel the same for him. he’ll rush you to shoko so he can kiss you with as much passion and fervor as he’s imagined since the time you almost beat him in an argument.

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genre: fluff featuring: wolf keum

a/n: i've been obsessed with weak hero lately, i keep rereading it and wolf is SO FUNNY LMAO LIKE BRO DOES NOT GAF ABT ANYTHING also this song is SOO GOOD, and idk how phones ring. lmk how this is!! (he's prob so ooc, whateverr)

"romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone. i'll be waiting, all that's left to do is run." ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

brrrring brrrrring.... brrrrring brrrring

'incoming call: wolf'

"hello?" you answer, tiredly. "are you asleep?" he asks. "i was, not anymore. why? what's up?" you respond, rubbing the sleep from your eye. "look out your window." he answers, flatly.

you do as he says, and lo and behold, he's standing outside, waving his arm. "come down, i'll catch you." he says into the phone. "wolf, it's twelve in the morning, what makes you think i'm gonna jump out of my window in my pajama's, just because you asked me to?" you question. "i'll buy icecream." he says. "give me two minutes, let me change." you respond. "i'll be waiting."

'call ended.' .・。.・゜✭・.

"can't i just go from the front door?" you ask, too scared to jump out the window. "what if you're parents wake up?" he asks. "oh yeah."

"i'm too scared! go get a ladder or something." you say. "(y/n), i promise i will catch you. just trust me." he says with his arms out. "...okay." you say hesitantly, slightly closing the window behind you.

you leap out the window and he wraps his arms around you, safely placing you on the ground. "you're fine, see?" "yeah, let's go."

wolf moves his motorcycle down the street, not wanting to wake your parents, and turns it on, helping you sit and placing a helmet on your head. "please drive slowly." you say, wrapping your arms around him and holding on tightly. "yeah, whatever." he responds, rolling his eyes and taking off.

after driving for about 20 minutes, you ask, "where are we even going?" "i don't know..? somewhere.." he responds. 'somewhere we can be alone.' "wow, thank's for really narrowing it down." you say, sarcasm evident in your voice. "and what about my icecream?" you question, remembering his promise. "there's a gas station nearby, we'll get it from there." he says. .・。.・゜✭・.

"which one do you want?" he asks. "i'm stuck between these two." you say, holding up two popsicles. "pick a number, one or two." you continue. "one." he responds quickly. "no but i want the second one... yeah! i'm choosing this." you say, holding up the second option. "okay.." he says, with a breathy laugh. "which one are you getting?" you ask. "this." he responds, grabbing a random one and heading towards the check-out. .・。.・゜✭・.

wolf parks his motorcycle and takes a seat next to you on the bench, watching as you happily eat the icecream. "is yours any good?" you ask, noticing he barely ate any. "it's okay." he responds.

"can i try some?" you ask, staring him with the best puppy eyes you could muster. you place your own on the bench as he hands his over to you. "oo, it's good." you say, taking a spoonful. "i don't like it, you can finish it." he says, flatly. "really? then, have some of mine." you add, handing your own to him.

he eyes it for a second before taking small scoop. and he must like it, because you notice something light up in his eyes as he gives you a look, asking for more. "it's good." "you can finish the rest." you offer.

he nods and finishes the rest in two spoonfulls. tossing the container and spoon into a nearby garbage can. he watches you carefully, taking in your features in reactions, trying to figure out if you actually like the icecream or if you're just saying you do. when he concludes you're enjoying it, he smiles softly and looks away, observing something else.

this action, however, doesn't go unnoticed by you, as it makes your grow warm.

after you finish your icecream, wolf tosses it for you and you both sit in silence. "i'm so tired!!" you whine, yawning as you break the silence. "wanna head back?" he asks, glancing at you. "nah, let's stay for a few minutes." you respond, leaning your head on his shoulder and wrapping your arms around his. in return, he leans his head ontop of your own and crosses his arms. .・。.・゜✭・.

as you return home, you can't help but feel a little dissapointed that your date was coming to an end. when you reach your window, you wrap your arms around wolf's neck and place a kiss on the cheek. "thank you wolf, i had fun." you say, pulling away to look at him as he wraps his arms around your waist. "go inside." he says, but not before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on your lips. his own way of saying "i had fun too."

he boosts you up with his hands and watches as you safely climb into the window. "goodnight! get home safe!" you call out softly from the window, hoping he hears. he raises his hand as a wave and walks off after you close the window.

ding!!

you look at your phone as you recieve a text.

wolf: gn.

Hi hope you‘re doing well!!! I wanted to ask if you could write a scenario with Gojo and fem reader where she‘s lying on the bed reading and he wants her attention and she just grabs him and let‘s him cuddle her while she‘s reading I CAN‘T STOP THINKING ABT THIS

used to it — gojo satoru x gn!reader

despite all your complains, huffs, and eye rolls, you never truly found satoru’s affection bothersome. in fact, you found it very endearing and cute how he can be so openly infatuated with you.

in the beginning, you thought that perhaps his theatrics were blown out of proportion. that while yes he did want your attention, he surely didn’t want it that much.

but you were wrong, so very wrong.

you remember that one time you had left early to get some groceries, leaving satoru in the bed alone. in your defense, you were going as quickly as you could.

“I gotta go back before satoru realizes I am not in bed!”

you underestimated him. because the very moment he woke up, he looked around for you, under the bed, in the cupboards, and even in the chimney. his brows furrowed when there was no sign of you.

he whispered, eyes going through the room once again, but to no avail, “yn?”

his lips quickly formed into a pout and he whined—loudly, “y/n?!”

you instantly got a call from one very sad gojo satoru who was whining and complaining about how you left him all alone to fend for himself for hours and hours on end. you had checked the time right after that.

it had been 20 minutes.

anyways, you’re not new to gojo’s massive need for love and affection. you can also proudly say that you learned how to satiate him while not troubling yourself.

let’s take today as an example.

the new volume of your favorite book had finally dropped. so you sent a text to satoru telling him that you would be busy for tonight.

of course, that is unacceptable in his book so he told you that he would go to your house after he was done with his mission.

you were able to finish a couple of chapters before he finally burst through the door, exclaiming, “the world’s most eligible bachelor is here!”

you send a small smile his way and swiftly continue reading your book. he pouts, sulky about the lack of attention, “babe?”

“mhm?”

getting a mic out from god knows where, he clears his throat and delivers the best performance of his life, “I want your love and I want your revenge—“

silently, you pull him into your arms.

satoru tends to forget how strong you’re—especially because of all the things you go through as a sorcerer—,but he happily buries his face in the crook of your neck with a smile plastered on his pretty face, “you don’t want me to serenade you?”

you chuckle, “not really, and with bad romance out of everything?”

he gasps, offended, “I will have you know that lady gaga is an absolute icon!”

with a roll of your eyes, you continue silently reading while resting the book on his back—you doubt it weights anything to him though.

a few beats pass before satoru gazes up at your face, pressing a kiss to your cheek, “how was your day, pretty?”

“good,” you murmur then you kiss the top of his head and push it back to your chest. he welcomes it before he slightly turns his head and mumbles, “okay, so I should shut up?”

a giggle escapes your lips as you nod and start carding your fingers through his hair. he hums, murmuring a small ‘i love you’, before falling silent once again.

you assume that he is asleep. a soft sigh leaves your lips as you hug him a little tighter and gladly continue reading your book.

a grin breaks out on your face; you’re finally getting to the good part!

you quickly turn the page and your eyes dart to the beginning of the page in unbelievable speed. a gasp almost escapes your lips as you realize that the character has—

“y/n, how many chickens would it take to be able to kill a lion?”

the character has had enough of the husband and is about to murder him in his sleep.

“I mean like have you ever thought about—wait, babe, I am sorry, don’t hurt me—“

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