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𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

true form ryomen sukuna x f!reader

genre. enemies to lovers, historical, romance, smut

s. sometimes home is not just four walls, it’s his eyes and the beating of his heart —  ’If you’re determined to think me a monster, then I’ll play monster for you’

cw. soft!sukuna, size kink, manhandling, oral, squirting, riding, dp, fingering, spitting, breeding, mating press, full nelson, doggy | wc. + 8k

an. domestic!sukuna my beloved — rbs are appreciated | m.list

Since you came into this world they have kept telling you that you are special.

You are so special that many want you but for the safety of the whole country no one can and should have you.

You have never been told the reason for this, the only thing you know is that you must run and hide.

Escorted everywhere by sorcerers and soldiers, you have never really felt special. You never knew that warmth of a home or someone who really cared about you. You were a mere job to them.

Wherever they sent you, you were not welcome. “It will lead to the destruction of our village” is what they shouted before they locked themselves in their houses and came out only once your departure.

It happened sometimes that you heard the news of some village you had just passed through having been destroyed. The villagers dead and the rest set on fire.

Twenty years of hiding and fleeing, however, led nowhere. Not now, that you are lying wounded on the ground. Around you everything burns, houses, fields and the corpses of the men who were trying to protect you.

Now that he is in front of you, you understand the reason for everything.

“I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”

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I liked this it was a pretty dark and the inclusion of y/n being from Kurta clan was interesting. It be more interesting to see it expanded upon with her life with the spiders and interactions with Kurapika. But as is I enjoy this one

ℭ𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬, ℌ𝔬𝔭𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔏𝔬𝔰𝔰

𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱: chrollo x pregnant!kurta reader + prompts 12. “haven’t you realized your situation? your life is completely in my hands now.” and 16. "i'll destroy anyone that gets in my way, anyone that tries to get in between us."

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰:  a one-night stand between you and chrollo ends up becoming much more, something that you never would have thought could cost you the cozy life you had made in your village alongside your clan.

𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: yandere chrollo x reader, manipulation/deception, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of nsfw, kidnapping, blood/murder (aka the kurta massacre). this story is a little more morbid than my other work, you have been warned. i will add a cut for when things become more intense :)

You didn't even know it yourself. It was another clan member’s nen ability that informed you of the life growing inside of you–just as theirs ended. The feeling of their bruising grip on your hand letting up ever so slowly as their soul faded away, their last words being something so heavy and bearing so much that you had no choice but to believe them. You knew that you had made a mistake. 

Hiding your face in an attempt to cover up your ever-deepening blush, you turned away from the dark-haired man on his back beside you and sat up, reaching down to pull your cloak off of the floor and begin dressing back up. You felt so embarrassed even after the act was done, this having been your first time–not to mention doing it with a man so charming and seemingly infatuated with you, it was something that you didn’t think you could ever get over. Perhaps you were in a state of shock, did this really just happen? Based on the pleasant but sore sensation between your legs, you didn’t have to pretend. 

It happened on a whim, you had been sent into town by the Clan Elder to buy some extra food from the markets, as this gardening season was off to a slow start and there weren’t enough vegetables to sustain everyone. While at the market you were scanning over various fruits, trying to gauge which ones were new and which were beginning to rot so you could pick the right ones to last you all longer. 

He approached quietly, sneaking up from behind and asking for your opinion on the produce he had selected since you looked like you knew what you were doing. With a smile and an apology (since his sudden voice by your ear had caught you off guard, making you physically jump which then startled him), you were more than happy to help. Somehow, in a whirlwind, one thing led to another and you were following him back to his apartment rather quickly after your meeting, groceries long forgotten. 

“When will I be seeing you again?” he asked, voice husky as he sat up behind you and reached for your hand. He peppered soft kisses along your knuckles, raising chills upon your skin when his lips worked all the way up your arm and to your bare shoulder. You shivered, leaning into him as he pressed against your neck. 

“I don’t know…” your sentence tapered off, a bit too overwhelmed by his warm affections and the clarity of your actions now that they were finished and you had time to reminisce with a clearer mind.

You had somewhat of a lover back in the village, someone you would exchange coy glances with and speak a handful of sweet conversations when the timing was appropriate, away from peeking eyes that would immediately declare your marriage if they caught a glimpse of anything. You knew that you wanted to save yourself for him, but there was just something so irresistible about this stranger, it almost felt like you didn’t have any control of your body when you consented to his advances. You couldn’t even give a definite yes or no to coming back and seeing him again, you were just so confused. Had you just committed adultery? And enjoyed it? Were you going to come back?!

The idea of that put a bitter taste in your mouth. How sickening, how morally unacceptable. With a wince you stood up from beneath the sheets and pulled your clothes back on quickly, ignoring the sticky sensation starting to drip down your thighs even as you pulled your panties back on, moving the substance back up your leg once more. 

“What’s the rush?” he asked, leaning back on his hands and watching you casually, even though you were sure that your urgency was obvious, and there was clearly nothing to be so casual about. You turned to look at him and noticed that the sheet covering his lower half had lowered even further since you stood, making you whip your head right back around with a more crimson complexion than the one you had moments ago.

“I… have to go take care of something at home. They’ll be worried about me, I said I wouldn’t take long in the city” pushing the last button through your shirt and pulling your cloak on once and for all, you brushed yourself off and rushed to the door. 

“Just a minute,” he requested, sitting up a little taller and readjusting the sheet to cover a little more of himself. Thank god. You stopped and spun around with hesitance, waiting for whatever he was about to say with shaky hands that were just itching to pry the door open so you could run out of there. 

“If you’re willing to take a longer route, there’s a path that runs on the edge of the city right by the stall where we met. It’s likely to lead you back home, and there’s a beautiful view there that you cannot miss out on. It should be on the left, you’ll know it when you see it.” 

Your lips twitched upward and he mirrored it, the anticipation of seeing something peaceful in the near future relieved your nerves a little bit. You thanked him, and without another moment to spare you dashed away from that room and out of the apartment building as fast as your legs could carry you. 

What had you just done?! You and that boy from the village were not yet tied together by marriage, but you had a definite emotional connection that would have certainly made it feel like cheating if you were to flirt with another man, let alone sleep with one. Your skin felt itchy and dirty, and the way that your underwear was keeping physical evidence of your copulation filled you with pure guilt. You tried to calm yourself down, walking fast so you could get home as soon as possible and wash your body until your skin was rubbed raw. And how would you explain the lack of groceries you were bringing back?!

One thing after another, it continued to get worse. You were now an adulterer who couldn’t even do one thing right and actually bring home the food you were assigned to get. You couldn’t fulfill the only purpose of this trip because you had to act upon a selfish impulse that came over you out of nowhere. One that was sudden and out of your control, but felt that if you did not act upon it you would simply explode, and how perfect that such an attractive stranger was there to care for your needs.

You shook your head when that thought crept in, shaming yourself and looking up to the landscape before you for a distraction. Your eyes scanned around eagerly, and after a brief few seconds of strenuous searching, you noticed a small, rocky path near the fruit stall. The one that the man had mentioned to you.

The anticipation of seeing something peaceful in the near future relieved your nerves a little bit.

Ah, perfect. That would be sure to calm you down if he was being honest about the view, and wasn’t just saying that to mess with you in an attempt to delay your trip so you would spend more time with him. You knew your way back home very well since you travelled to the city a lot, you knew that even if this path did not lead back to the village you could easily find your way back so long as you continued walking north. Your mind was set.

Trekking down the road, you began to take deep breaths as all of the unease bubbling up inside of you was becoming unbearable, alongside another nervous feeling that you couldn’t place. You felt entirely unnerved, not quite like you were being watched, but like something very bad was about to happen and take the cake for being the worst part of this already awful day. Perhaps it was just caused by the unfamiliar route home. At the very least, this route may have been longer but was definitely more scenic and a lot quieter than your regular one. You had faith that it would pleasantly surprise you too if there was a hidden and scenic view as that man said. 

That man. You had to try harder to get him out of your head. You tried shaking it, rubbing your eyes and temples as if you could physically wash him away if not will him away. You didn’t know how much more anxiety you could take before your heart simply gave up.

You stopped walking, eyelids closing and hands balling into tight fists. Your heart was pattering harshly within your ribcage, pushing achingly against it, so fast. 

Calm down.

Allowing your eyes to open again, you inhaled deeply and observed the spot where you chose to halt. Blinking, you followed the back-and-forth blowing of elegant green leaves and swirly plants with their sturdy vines. You happened to look over your left shoulder, and to your surprise, a beautiful display of the sky was visible through a patch in the trees, as if its branches had been carved out for it to be seen. As ethereal as the twinkling stars looked against the deepening blue yonder, you had a hard time enjoying it because of that angsty feeling that was clawing at you.

If you wanted to feel better, you had to stop wasting time and get home. Perhaps finally being back to some familiarity would provide comfort, allow you to reset your mind, and pretend that nothing peculiar even happened today. Soaking in the view one final time, you committed it to memory to act as a soother while you continued on. You started to speedwalk, and the more you did continue on, the more the environment around you changed. 

The first thing you noticed was how it was oddly quiet. You knew that you were nearing home because the number of swirly plants had increased, and typically by this point you could hear the distant bustling and soft chatter of your elders. But there was no bustling. There was only pure and utter silence aside from the clop of your shoes against the stones under your feet, and the crunching of the fallen leaves trapped between them. 

Something wasn’t right, now you knew that for certain.

Your walk became a run, you didn’t stop and didn’t care about how many bushes or plants you ripped out of the way until you were back to your territory. 

You nearly tripped from how quickly you had to stop yourself from continuing on at lightning speed, lest you get too close to the scene before you.

It was all red. 

Your eyes started to turn the same colour once they took in and fully analyzed what exactly they were looking at, your limbs became numb, your breath hitched, and bile rose to your throat as you saw the multitude of corpses littered all over your village grounds. 

The deceased bodies of the villagers, of your clan members.

“I tried to delay your arrival…what a shame, I really didn’t want you to see this.” 

This voice was familiar. You had just heard it not long ago.

Having never moved this fast before, you nearly gave yourself whiplash spinning around to see who was behind you. Any uneducated onlooker would notice your scarlet eyes and assume that they must have been burning, or at the very least were starting to burn, considering just how intense your gaze was and how much that deep red glowed. You were expressionless but your teeth were grit and your jaw was tightly clenched. Who dared to speak to you this way after you had just been witness to such a lachrymose sight?!

“I–you…” you sputtered, eyes widening impossibly and muscles seizing in shock when you realized just who dared. 

“Me.” It was spoken softly and quietly, yet it was so loud to you even as the only sound in your ears was the intense thumping of your heart–which felt like it was in your throat.  

The man you had just met with. And a silhouette further behind him, a diversely sized clump that was certainly a hidden group of people. A short trail of blood followed their location, starting thick and narrowing off into smaller drips the closer it got to them.

Why was he here, and who were those people?! You had no doubt that they were the cause of this, what was his connection to them? What else did he know if he had “tried to delay your arrival?”

“Y/N…” a frail voice came from your side, far and low and your head lashed down immediately to see the Clan Elder reaching a trembling hand in your direction. 

He was still alive. 

You wasted no time in scurrying to his side, dropping to your knees, and holding his hand with both of yours. The bloodied, empty sockets where his eyes once were made your blood run cold, and the sight of him shaking his head from side to side as if trying to look for you despite being blinded made you want to cry. 

You couldn’t help but think if you had been home sooner… could you have stopped this from happening? Or would you have fallen victim to the massacre as well?

The Elder’s grip on your arm intensified suddenly, making you gasp and wince in pain as he must have been exerting every last bit of life he had into that grasp. A shimmering white aura surrounded his body, flowing through to his hands and lighting up your skin where he was touching. You began to shake from the strength of it all, watching how suddenly he leaned closer to place his mouth by your ear so he could whisper;

“You’re pregnant.” 

Then he was gone. You could feel and see it all; the way his nails lifted back out of your skin, fingers unravelling from around your wrist as his limbs slid back down to his sides, lifeless. That surrounding glow was gone too, dimming out slowly until there was nothing left.

It didn’t feel real. 

You found yourself leaping away from the sudden hand on your back, scowling at the man from a newly created distance, watching him stand up straight after kneeling down to be at your previous level. Seeing him in such close proximity to your deceased clan made your gut churn, you felt sick. He couldn’t just let you mourn, was he not planning to just rip the bandaid off and admit that he was planning this, that he did this?! 

“Haven’t you realized your situation?” He wasn’t looking at you, his gaze was trained intently on the Clan Elder as his hands reached for his pockets. You watched him sharply, none of his movements going unnoticed as you were overwhelmed with the urge to protect everyone around you despite being too late. 

“Watch what you say to me next,” you warned. You did not have any formal combat experience, and any threat of violence was empty, but you didn’t doubt what could be granted to you by adrenaline. Your words must have intrigued the man though, he looked over at you with a grin and rotated his body so he was facing you completely.

“Y/N…” he whispered, using your name for the first time since your meeting which made your skin crawl, and he lifted his hands with upward-facing palms as he began to approach.

Backing away from him was instinctive, but you weren’t careful about your steps and lost your footing, falling backward. Landing on your back, the instant cushioning of your fall made you choke because that fall should have hurt and been solid–you should have landed on a cement path, you knew where you had been standing despite the heavy carmine liquid that was soaking into and staining the rock. 

You were stuck in your landing place for a moment, the sound of your racing pulse booming through your ears once more as you swallowed dryly and looked to your side, head twitching at a turtle’s pace. You didn’t want to see more of it, you already knew what you landed on and what you would be met with if you looked, but it was too late.

The eyeless, deeply frowning face of your husband-to-be. Dead.

Releasing a shrill cry, you could now feel your entire world crashing down. Despair replaced what was once burning anger inside of you. You couldn’t even fight the man off as he walked over and crouched down, lifting you up to a seated position, embracing you, and twisting your head into his chest to shield your eyes. He shushed you, caressed your hair, and rubbed your back, telling you that it was okay, that you were okay. 

He was so, so wrong, he certainly knew it too. The sweetness in his voice sounded false, much too tender in such a horrible situation that it may as well have just been full-on laughter at you. 

You heaved and gasped for air, your entire body shaking as you felt so helpless, trapped in the arms of your clan’s definite killer and embracing him atop the mound of dead bodies, bodies that belonged to those who were like family to you. It was blasphemous, but nobody else was here to help you now.

Everyone was gone. 

But did you deserve help anyway? You allowed this man to seduce you, to have you in his bed, and take you away from that family for so much time; enough for him to plan a killing spree of them all. This was your fault.

You felt his mouth on your cheek, giving a slow and tender kiss, and his hand came up as he pulled away to drag his thumb along where his lips once were. His voice was by your ear shortly after, and he whispered his next words for only you to hear. 

“Your life is completely in my hands now. I’ll destroy anyone that gets in my way, anyone that tries to get in between us. What a powerful family we’ll make together, I’m absolutely thrilled to meet our child."

Another kiss. And another. And one more, on your jaw this time. He was showering you in affection, effectively distracting you as he continued on with kissing, caressing, and embracing you while he stood and held you firmly against him, turning you both back to the path you arrived here on. He was essentially dragging you along like a body bag, you had been paralyzed moments ago once the sight of your deceased lover engrained itself into your memory forever–staying there, looking right at you every time you dared to blink. Your feet picked up remnants of blood as he hauled you along, creating clean lines in the excessive puddles of it where your shoes once were. 

What more could you have done? If you had never obeyed your Elder’s wishes and gone to the market, you would not have met this man whose name you still did not know. Your meeting seemed fated; as if he spared you on purpose, and this slaughter was already planned with the intention of leaving you out of it. But why? Would you ever know? 

All you could do was accept your fate, any future with the clan was finished, because they were not with you anymore. Your life would have no path without them, so you didn’t mind allowing your clan’s killer to be the dictator of your new life. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, he was the father of your child after all, and you were a Kurta. Not all hope was lost.

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I an soooo late seeing this but I’m happy that this part is out~

𝟙𝟠+ 𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪, 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝔻ℕ𝕀

Premise provided by CallaLily9 on AO3: Sweet, caring, blushing Yuuji?

Soft, sincere Toji, who said please?!

A movie deal, and near death experience?!?

TOJI SHARING HIS FEELINGS, AND SAYING HE LOVES YOU DURING SEX?!?!

Toji started off at an arbitrary level 5. Yuuji worked his way up from a 0, to say, a 7. Toji is now at like level 15. Will Yuuji also get a chance at exponential growth? Does Yuuji stand a chance? Can these separate relationships even be compared on the same scale?

TW: sex, talks of cnc, talks of somnophilia,

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I legit can totally see that for all of them. Especially Ota who kinks are already pretty well laid out in the app and Soryu who doesn’t seem to give too much of a fuck about anyone sexually or otherwise (though I might agree with those two’s perceived orientation the most just be because those two are my fav in game🤣). I can tell this was well thought out especially since I’ve never thought about any of their orientations before and this has great detail put into it.

I know the bidders are straight but I've been wondering. In an alternate universe where they don't have an mc to seduce and could be any orientation, what do you think they would be? Like if you could rewrite the bidders orientation, how would you see them?

Eisuke

The Eisuke we meet before he and MC become involved with each other is someone who doesn't like relationships

At least not genuine, long-term, committed relationships

So I could see him identifying as aromantic...though, not asexual

Eisuke doesn't like being tied down to anyone so he would prefer to limit his...personal interactions to hookups, so that he can be sexually satisfied without the hassle of breaking things off with people

And I can only see him identifying as straight/heterosexual

He would probably come out publicly, seeing as he would get asked in interviews when he was going to settle down, what type of woman he'd want to marry, etc.

He doesn't see that as anyone else's business but his own, but he would rather not have to keep dodging the same questions over and over

Soryu

I thought I immediately knew what to put for Soryu, but actually I don't as I can see him not knowing for sure himself

He doesn't show much, if any, attraction towards women, so he might question if he's gay

That is, if he happens to give any thought towards his sexuality; I don't think he would without any sort of prompting, such as a fellow mafia boss light-heartedly asking when he's going to marry and provide the Dragons an heir

But then again, he doesn't feel a distinct attraction towards men either

He feels more comfortable around them for sure, but sexual/emotional attraction? Maybe not

So Soryu might settle on the idea that he's asexual and aromantic

And he would keep it to himself because of the expectation to marry and have children for the sake of the Ice Dragons

He'd make his peace with having a loveless marriage in the future and fulfilling his 'husbandly duties' until they produced two children and that's it for him

Baba

Now onto Baba, and his is easy

I can 100% see him identifying as pansexual

Baba is very 'come as you are' with people; as long as they're a good person, that's all he cares about

Male, female, gender-fluid, non-binary...it doesn't matter how the person he loves identifies because what matters to him is their character, humor, intelligence, etc.

He might debate whether or not to come out to his fellow bidders versus keeping his dating life private, but he'd ultimately decide that he doesn't want to feel like he's hiding a part of himself

So he'd casually come out to the guys, who would accept him, and he'd also be very open with any questions they might have

If the others feel like asking questions to find out more about pansexuality or about what it means to Baba, then he'd be more than happy to help them understand

Ota

This one's going to be short because I cannot see Ota being anything other than straight lol

He isn't attracted to men, but is definitely attracted to women

And while he's supportive of people who identify as this, he'd probably wouldn't be open to dating a non-binary person

I think it's strictly women for him

Mamoru

If one were to speculate on Mamo's orientation, it wouldn't be a stretch to consider aromantic

However, this is not the case, in fact, he is just lazy lol

Mamoru doesn't actively pursue relationships as he deems that as too much of a hassle

Dating apps, planning activities, investing the time in getting to know a stranger...he's not really interested

So it's not that he doesn't experience romantic attraction, he just doesn't really express it

Mamoru is heterosexual, experiences both sexual and romantic attraction, but just prefers to be alone and do whatever he wants without worrying about another person lol

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I hope this was decent and delivered as respectfully as possible! Thanks for the prompt!

L would be a pretty good dad, granted he’d be too busy with his work to be around his kids often but I feel he’d do anything to keep them happy and safe💕💕

hey girl could i get L x pregnant wife reader? like they pregnant with his kid, i don't even want kids but i got hella baby fever 😭

babydoll of course!!! this it literally me when i’m like kids? in this economy? oh but their giggles and the shoes and awwwwwwww

Even though L knows the facts and has already done extensive research on pregnancy and things to do with it, this is one of the only times you can catch him re-doing it.

He’s searching up which chemicals balance your hormones, how quickly children’s feet grow, what natural supplements help with nausea. He knows a lot of the information that he gets provided but it feels nice to just be sure he’s doing it right.

He has no fucking idea what he’s doing. He’s scared that he’ll be a bad father, he’ll be a bad lover to you and that somehow, somewhere along the way, he’ll damage his kid.

So he’s double checking the labels on everything you eat, stacking pillows when you can’t massage you and always, always making sure you feel okay. He’s doing all he can right now to be the best he can be. The slightest twitch of your cheek or murmured groan and he’s dropping his work like it’s a overheated Hot Pocket and rushing over to you.

“Are your feet sore? Is your stomach feeling better? Did you drink the citrus herbal tea Watari left out for you?”

“Babe, babe! I’m fine, it’s just my back. This thing is getting heavy.” You laugh and tap your belly softly with your knuckles.

“Would you like a massage?”

You kiss both his cheeks then his lips. “Go back to work, I’m fine. Go save the world! We’ll be okay, I promise.” and with that, you waddle out of there in the fuzzy slippers he bought you, leaving a dopey grin on his face.

You’re completely unaware that you’re his world. His strong moral code and sense of justice and ego and all of that aside, you’re the most important thing to him and some billionaire getting burglarized could never matter as much as your comfort.

And even though he knows that the baby probably can’t hear him, he still talks to them all the time. His hands cradle your tummy, his eyes wide and watching for any sign of a kick as he recites poetry. He never says anything negative around you anymore because what if his baby can hear?

He speaks only of the goodness he fights for on the daily. He holds your belly and murmurs about love, laughter, good cake, dancing, sunshine, family, warm baths. He dotes on both of you, completely wrapped around your finger.

If it wasn’t obvious before you got pregnant, the amount of love he holds for you sure is now. He just needs you to be okay and happy because if you are, he is.

Sure, L is a busy guy and sometimes his work distanced him from his relationships but if he had to retire right now and hand over the L legacy to Near, he would do it in a heartbeat just to be with you and his lovely baby.

Loved this most people don’t bother to care about whats going on in the step parents relationship or how they actually feel about y/n they usually go straight to the sexy times or half ass the explanation. Also I know this story isn’t about Sukuna but he was a real gentleman in this story, totally swoon worthy. I can’t wait to see the next parts

"Funny seeing you here, princess."

wherein you spend the friday night at a club with some friends and you unexpectedly bump into your stepfather.

gen. tags: reader attends university, afab reader, 18+ reader, toji's in his early 40s, y/n's mom married toji for the money, cheater! mom

will be multi-chaptered, kinda slow pacing and focused on the club. mentioned club is real and i've been there (10/10 it was fun)

recommend listening this with music. it'll make i rlly feel like ure in the club.

cw: age gap, stepcest, corruption kink, more tba

When your mother married Toji Fushiguro, practically everything in your life changed.

Your mother already had a stable source of income but when Toji arrived, her money tripled. When they officially got together, you moved into a new rich neighborhood and had a house big enough to be considered a manor. Heck, you even stopped your part-time job because Toji insisted to pay your whole tuition and apartment's rent for the next few years.

To top it all off, he's pretty fucking hot. The man stood 6'4 tall with dark hair and sharp yet handsome features. His body was built like a god, too. You haven't seen him shirtless yet, but by the looks of it, Toji had a six-pack and a beautifully sculpted body. And he always wore the same tightly-fit black shirts and white sweatpants every day.

You weren't complaining, though. As long as your mother was happy, you couldn't care less about Toji. Sure, you had a little crush on him but you decided to ignore it.

One way of ignoring your little crush was by never going home. You always stayed at your apartment and never even visited their house. If you did, you'd make sure to avoid Toji.

"You're joining us at Xylo later, right Y/N?" Nobara asked you, making you snap out of your thoughts.

Xylo? "I heard that getting a table reservation at that club would cost you a fortune."

"Oh, don't worry about that!" she placed a hand on your shoulder. "I know someone that can get us in within a second."

You checked your schedule on your phone. "I'll think about it..."

"But it's Xylo, Y/N! Xylo. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. You can party with the richest people, celebrities, and models. Would you trade that for a boring night?"

"I'd love to, but it's a Friday night. You know how my mother requires me to stay over for the weekend."

Nobara let go of your shoulders. She grinned at you, immediately reading your mind.

"So this is about your little crush on Mr. Fushiguro, huh?"

You shook your head, denying her statement. "Don't say it like that. He's my stepdad. It's weird."

"But you have a crush on him," she reminded you. "you told me about it the first time you met him."

Okay.... yes, you had a crush on him. Yes, it still wasn't going away, and yes, no one knew about it except for Nobara.

"I'm trying to avoid him, okay?" you replied with a sigh. "I'm just hoping that my little crush on him will go away."

"And that's exactly why we need to go out later! There are a bunch of hot people in Xylo. They'll make you forget about him."

You were still hesitant. You haven't gone to any clubs at all. Mainly because you were nervous. How were you supposed to even act in clubs? No one had a manual to do that.

"I have to ask my mom first."

Nobara facepalmed. "It really is your first time, huh?"

"Excuse me?"

She placed two hands on both of your cheeks, slightly squishing them. She forced you to look at her.

"Look, Y/N. You're a full grown adult. You can just lie to your mother and tell her you're sleeping over at my place. Deal?"

You bit your lip, pulling away from her hands. You looked at Nobara with a nervous smile.

"Are you sure it'lll work?"

She nodded her head. "I promise. I'll even invite a few more friends to make it fun."

Fuck it. Might as well do it, right?

"It's a deal, then."

/////

You firmly pressed the doorbell on the two-door gate painted with gold. The garden currently was being water sprayed by the sprinklers and the cars were neatly parked on the driveway. You figured that your mother was already home. So, you walked over to the front patio and opened the door.

"Mom?" you called out. "I'm home." To your surprise, no one answered. Weird. By this time, your mother would already be home. Sighing, you set down your bag and went to the kitchen to grab a snack before the weekly family dinner started.

As you approached the kitchen, you could smell a faint aroma of butter and some sauce. You could hear some soft R&B music playing behind the muffled walls. And you sure as hell could hear someone humming along with the tune.

In the kitchen was Toji, wearing his usual outfit except he had a black apron on. His hands were currently busy slicing a few vegetables. The kitchen island was also filled with different food, too. There were a few side dishes, like some mashed potatoes or salad. Meanwhile, on the cooking pan was a heavenly steak, waiting to be medium-rare cooked.

You bowed your head. "Good evening, Mr. Fushiguro."

Toji paused and left the knife and vegetables at the kitchen counter. He wiped his hands and approached you with a smile.

"Still not dropping the formalities, it seems." he joked lightly.

Your cheeks reddened. God, this is why you didn't want to go home. For some reason, Toji always had his way of making you blush.

"Sorry, Mr. Fush-- I mean, Toji." you apologized. "Maybe I can help you with the cooking while we wait for mom?"

"Sure thing, princess. Just put your hair up for me." He handed you an extra-apron. You followed him and tied the apron to your back.

What? What did he mean---

"Wouldn't want your hair mixing with the food," he added to his statement and gave you the knife.

"O-of course," you muttered silently and started slicing the vegetables.

Toji continued to cook the steak. He asked you the usual questions, mainly about how your day went and what your plans were for the weekend.

You suddenly remembered Nobara's party later. Maybe if you asked Toji for permission, he'd say yes?

"Say, Toji...." you stopped slicing the vegetables.

He placed the steak on one of the plates then put a side of mashed potatoes. The way he softly handled the food with his large hands seem to linger on your mind. The apron that practically wrapped around his chest, and the god damn sweatpants that seem to hug his whole figure.

Toji took the vegetables from you. His rough hands brushed yours. He hummed in response.

"I know you and my mom value the traditional Friday night dinners we have but I was thinking, maybe I could leave early for this one?"

He chuckled at your statement. It made you blush a bit more.

"Sounds like you found yourself a date, huh?"

You shook your head and looked away.

"It isn't like that, I promise," you informed him. "It's just..."

How could you explain the situation to him? You never lied to Toji's face, ever. It felt as if he knew the truth, one way or another. And if you did lie to him, he'd find a way to make you admit it.

"I'm home!" a voice called out from the foyer. It was your mother.

Toji took off his apron and placed it on the kitchen island. "Let's discuss this later, yeah?"

You could hear faint footsteps approaching the kitchen. A few seconds in, your mother entered the room and her eyes instantly brightened the moment she saw Toji. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. He softly kissed her on the lips.

"Missed you, babe." Toji greeted with another kiss.

She kissed him back. "You're back early. What's the occasion?"

"Thought I'd make something special. Y/N and I prepared dinner," he gestured towards you.

Your mother couldn't help but smile.

"You're finally warming up to Toji! I told you a little family bonding wouldn't hurt anyone."

You simply nodded in response. "I just got home early and helped him a bit."

Toji then walked away from your mother's space. He went to your side and placed a hand on your shoulder. He pulled you close.

"She also has something to tell ya, babe." he turned to you. "Right, Y/N?"

That was the queue for you to ask. "It's about family dinner. Can I leave around 9PM to go to a sleepover?"

Your mother wasn't really strict with sleepovers. You didn't even need to ask permissions when going out, but she did have one rule. Friday nights are supposed to be spent together. No exemptions.

Except for this one. You hoped.

Your mother was silent for a few moments. She looked at you with a doubtful look.

"That's fine. Just don't go to clubs or bars, okay? Stay at home. You know I don't like it when you go to such places."

Your heart could leap in happiness. You looked at Toji and smiled, uttering a silent thank you.

"I won't! We'll just stay at her house."

This was going perfectly. All you had to do was wear your bedwear underneath your clubbing outfit while you sneak out the house. No one would even know that you were away at Xylo.

"Toji will drive you to your friend's house. He'll make sure that you arrive there safe, okay?"

You hid your disappointed look and smiled instead. Toji shrugged and glanced at your side. "I can do that. Just text me the address and let me know if you're ready to go."

Well, shit.

You simply hoped that everything would still go to plan, even if there was a bit of an obstacle. (It was Toji, he was the obstacle) Still, no one would stop you from spending this Friday night to the fullest.

/////

You were now in your room, packing a few clothes for your so-called sleepover. You were currently wearing a pair of blue satin bedwear and some comfortable slippers. As for your club outfit, you laid down a white hollow-out rhinestone ring halter crop top with a black skirt. You decided to throw in some comfortable silver heels and accessories for later. And of course, your makeup was already organized and put inside the bag.

You checked the clock--- 9PM. Perfect. You'd meet at Nobara's house in a few minutes, then you'd leave for the club around 10.

As you were organizing your bag, there came a knock on your door.

"Princess, are you ready to go?" Came Toji's voice from the other side of the room.

The nickname was something he always used to call you. Even when you first met him, he rarely called you by your real name. It either was princess, sweetheart, or literally anything else. It always made you blush, too.

You grabbed your duffel bag and opened the door. You were greeted by Toji wearing a white long sleeve button-down shirt with a few buttons open. He had some black pants and shoes to finish it off, too.

You couldn't help but wonder, where the hell was he going at this hour?

His eyes scanned your bedwear and he chuckled.

"You look cute." he complimented and took the duffel bag from your hand. "Is this all your stuff?"

"Yeah, but where are you going?"

"Just an emergency meeting with a new client," he explained and led you down the stairs. "he's an important asset, so I can't let him go."

Until now, you didn't know the nature of his business but you didn't dare question it.

As the both of you went downstairs, you were greeted by your mother. She was currently on the phone with someone, but she immediately ended the call once she saw you.

"The both of you are dressed so differently," she laughed, pointing to your pajamas. Toji, meanwhile, looked as if he was on the way to some meeting.

"Y/N, have you told Toji your friend's address?"

You gave her a thumbs up. "Her house is just a 10-minute drive."

Toji got his car keys and kissed your mother again. He hooked his arms around her waist. The sight made you jealous, but you didn't dare show it. You just looked away and pretended to be on your phone.

"I have a business meeting at the main branch," he informed her. "you know the rich heir of the Gojo family? Sounds like he's interested in expanding the place."

Your mother's face seems to brighten up. "That's great! Seal the deal, but no drinking."

Drinking? Huh? Why the hell would a formal business meeting end up with drinking? You weren't entirely even sure what your mom meant, but you just ignored it.

Toji nodded. "Of course, babe. I'll be back in a few hours or so."

You bid your goodbye and went to Toji's car. It was a classic red Ferrari 812 car that had Toji's scent all over it. He opened the door for you and helped you inside.

The ride to Nobara's house was silent. You'd occasionally just tell Toji the directions, but aside from that, the only sound came from the radio that played some soft rock music.

However, you decide to break the silence.

"How do you even have meetings at 9PM in the evening, Toji?"

He took a turn and placed his other hand on the gear lever.

"In my nature of business, meetings can come at any moment. Even in the middle of the night," he informed you. "You don't know what business I have, do you?"

You shook your head. "Not really. My mom avoids the topic when I try to ask her."

"She has her reasons. Besides, it's a complicated business. I bet you haven't even heard of it."

You decided not to push on the topic any further. Instead, you texted Nobara, saying that you were already near. A few moments after, Toji parked in front of Nobara's driveway. He pressed the button, which led to opening the door.

"This is the place, Toji." you grabbed the duffel bag. "Thanks for the ride."

Unexpectedly, Toji stepped outside the car and opened the door for you. He leaned back on his car and waited for you to come out.

"Can't leave you until you go inside the house, princess." he declared as he got a cigarette from his pocket. "It's your mother's orders, so I have to follow."

Crap, Nobara was probably ready to go and just waiting for her. But Toji...

"You might get late for your meeting if you still wait for me."

He looked at you with a smirk. His hands then lingered on your face and they brushed your cheeks. Unexpectedly, he tucked your hair behind your ears.

"I can't just drive away and leave my baby girl in the dark," he replied, his other hand still cupping your face. "so just go inside the house before I personally escort you there."

God, fuck him. Fuck your feelings. Fuck your stupid crush on Toji. Fuck everything.

You took a deep breath. "Okay, Toji. I'll message you if I need anything."

As you walked over to Nobara's house, you could feel a pair of eyes deeply staring at you. It was none other than Toji, of course. He was puffing out smoke from his cigarette.

You pressed the doorbell on Nobara's door. You were greeted by a pink-haired guy who was wearing an oversized white t-shirt and denim pants with some Nike shoes.

"Oh, you must be Y/N!" he greets you with a bright smile. "I'm Yuuji, nice to meet you. My brother's the one who got us a table reservation at Xylo, so I'll come with you."

"That's great, Uhm... wait a moment," you leaned to him and whispered. "It's just my stepdad. He's that one over there. I'll just bid him goodbye."

Yuuji's eyes widened. "Your dad?"

"No, no, he's my--"

Yuuji went outside and waved at Toji. "Hi, Y/N's dad! She's in good hand, sir! We'll take care of her."

Toji stood still for a few seconds as he saw an unknown man with you. You only asked permission for an all-girls sleepover, but it seems that wasn't the case.

He'd be lying if he wasn't getting jealous or a bit overprotective. But his business meeting was urgent enough as it already is. He figured that he'd just check up on you later.

"Don't lay a head on her, you got me?" he glared at Yuuji. "I'll leave now. Take care, princess."

That's all he said and drove off.

////

"You didn't tell me that your stepdad was a total DILF!" Nobara exclaimed. She handed you a make-up brush and swooned. "I haven't met him except now. I wish I went outside and said goodbye too!"

You were now already dressed in your white hollow-out rhinestone ring halter crop top with some black skirt. Your hair was just the way it is, but you threw in a couple of accessories like earrings and bracelets. You wore some light makeup and applied for eyelash extensions on your eyes.

"He really is a DILF, or whatever you call it. But god, he's married to my mother. My mother. And it's not helping with my little crush on him."

Nobara giggled. "It's just a crush and there are many options in Xylo, okay? You can get laid with anyone hotter than him if that's even possible."

You puckered your lips and placed the lipstick. "I really hope so. It isn't helping that he's sweet and caring with me."

"He is?" she questioned.

"He isn't home much, but when he is, he cooks for my mom and me. He even buys me a few stuff every now and then."

"Do you call him daddy, then?"

Your cheeks instantly reddened. "What? No! I only call him Toji. It's weird to call him that."

"It's weird if you make it weird. Besides, he's hot and qualifies for the title."

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever. I'll find someone that looks like him in Xylo."

Nobara clapped her hands. "That's the spirit! Now, put on your heels. Yuuji's waiting for us in the car. His twin, Sukuna, is already in Xylo too."

You looked at yourself in the mirror with Nobara. Your crop top was already backless as it is, and your skirt were tightly wrapped around your thighs, giving your curvy figure a sexy look. Nobara was the same, too. She wore a pair of boots and a white short skirt. To top it all off, she had the exact same crop top as yours except it was color black.

The two of you already looked hot.

She hooked her arm with yours.

"Let's go, then."

////

Xylo was in the main heart of the urban side of the city. The people there were filthy rich, too. You could recognize a few influencers, actors, and even models as they waited in line for their turn to enter. The place itself was huge-- it looked like a party palace with the architecture it had. Even at 11PM, the place was crowded as ever. It even felt as if the party hasn't even started yet.

Friday nights were really wild ones, huh?

Yuuji was on his phone, talking to Sukuna. "Hey, bro? We're already in front of Xylo. There's plenty of people here, could you pick us up?"

He put the phone on speaker.

"Just a moment, man. People are losing their shit inside-- there's even a red carpet and everything." Sukuna answered back, the loud music was overlapping with his voice. "Sounds like a VIP is coming. I'll text ya later."

Nobara crossed her arms. "VIP? Ugh, I just want to go inside! Whoever this VIP is should just go away."

You nodded softly, a bit nervous because you could feel a few stares from people. Your trio seems to stand out a lot-- with Yuuji, being the exact copy of Sukuna. According to him, his twin had a reputation in Xylo, so he was already considered a sponsor of some sort. Meanwhile, the two of you and Nobara were dressed beautifully. With both of your high heels, your heights already stood out from the rest.

Yuuji placed a hand on the back of his neck. "Sorry, but I swear it'll be quick. I also know the DJ, so maybe we can sneak in at the back?"

Nobara shook her head. "You mean Toge? That man is always late! Let's just wait for your brother."

Within a few minutes, Yuuji received a call. He gestured for the both of you to follow him towards the very front of the line. The bouncer stopped the three of you, though.

"Who are you with?" he asked Yuuji.

"We're with Sukuna, sir. He already reserved a table for us and-- Hey Sukuna!" Yuuji called out to his brother, who just exited the club. The man looked at them.

Sukuna approached your group; the man stood 6'3 tall, like Yuuji. He wore a red short sleeve button-up shirt and pants. Both his face and arms were filled with the same tattoo lines. In comparison to Yuuji, Sukuna had more muscle and build. Maybe it was just their shirt comparison? Since Yuuji was wearing an oversized t-shirt, so you couldn't see his muscles.

Regardless, Sukuna was hot. Really hot. He had this strong and attractive aura that attracted people to him.

"They're with me," he said to the bouncer and pointed to your direction. "the sweetheart over there is celebrating her birthday, too. I gotta make some exceptions for them, right?"

Nobara nudged you. "Just nod and smile."

The bouncer scanned both of you. He took one last long look and nodded. "No need for the entrance fee, just get in before more people show up."

Yuuji then raised a question. "Sir, why are there so many people anyway?"

"The big boss is on his way, so the club's gotta look extra fine tonight. Even got the best DJs to headline."

Yuuji nodded and thanked the bouncer. Sukuna then led the three of you inside. Meanwhile, Nobara smirked and tugged your arm.

"Aren't you excited? This is your first time in the club and you've got the best DJs to perform!"

Sukuna turned around, vaguely surprised at Nobara's statement.

"It's your first time?" he asked you.

You nodded shyly. "It is, actually. I really don't know what to expect."

There was a tunnel that was filled with LED lights, and on the other side you could hear the loud music beating. Before entering the doors, Sukuna held your hand and looked at you seriously.

"Don't ever, ever leave our side. If anyone forces themselves on you, kick them in the ass or call us. Always stay alert and remember: drink in moderation."

You nodded. Yuuji smiled at you. "When it was Nobara's first time, she ended up blacking out. I had to carry her to my car, then she had a shitty hangover."

"Hey! It was one time." Nobara defended. "I drank too much, partied too hard and I passed out."

Sukuna sighed and pulled you close to him. "And I wouldn't want that happening to our Guest of Honor here. So Yuuji, don't leave her side, alright?"

"Yes, sir." Yuuji saluted. His hands then grabbed the handles of the two door entrance right in front of your group. "You guys ready?"

Nobara pulled you away from Sukuna's grip. "Just open the door!" she said with an excited tone.

You could feel your heart beating faster for some reason. Quickly enough, Yuuji opened the doors and there it was. Xylo in all its glory. The place had a total of two floors, and it was huge. It could easily fit 500 people inside. The DJ was in the verh middle of it all with a huge screen in the middle. Everyone was in the dance floor, raving and dancing the night away. There were plenty of people chugging down on alcohol, too. There were circular tables on the side, and a few small tables on the middle. There was a side bar on the side with a few waiters and drinks lined up on tbe cabinets.

Meanwhile, the second floor was reserved for something else. They had more luxurious tables with their own set of waiters and a mini bar to serve the small portion of people. As you noticed, the crowd upstairs seem to be a bunch of older adults with few people. There was another bouncer at the stairs just to check if you had the VIP pass wristband.

Sukuna led you to their table at the first floor. It was one of the circular tables with a couch surrounding it. There were already a few drinks placed on the table, mainly Jaeger, Cuervo, and Patron. As far as you knew, all these had high alcohol content. The shot glasses were already lined up, and Yuuji started to pour the drinks.

"Have you guys warmed up at Nobara's house?" Sukuna asked loudly beneath the music.

Nobara nodded her head. "Just a few shots of liquor, so I'm a bit tipsy now. What about you, Y/N?"

"I haven't had a shot at home."

Nobara lifted a hand to her head. "What? I can't hear you!"

It was true. The loud music blaring from the speakers and the people just dancing made everything feel a bit dizzy and chaotic.

You repeated your answer, but she still couldn't hear it. She just took two shot glasses from Yuuji's hands and gave it to you.

"Drink up, sister." she offered you the drinks.

Sukuna glared at Nobara. "Hey, settle down for a moment. Does she even drink hard liquor?"

"I-it's fine, Sukuna," you reassured and took the shot glasses from Nobara. "do you have any salt or lemon?"

Yuuji had a plate of lemons and offered it to you and Nobara. Sukuna brought a hand to your shoulder and leaned to your ear to whisper.

"You can always decline the shot if it feels too much," he reminded you softly. His deep voice sent shivers down your spine. You blushed, but reassured him that it was fine.

He pulled away from you and took a long look at Yuuji, signifying his twin to take care of you and Nobara while he was gone.

"I'll invite a few of my friends to our table and introduce 'em to you." Sukuna waved his hand and left the group.

Truth be told, Yuuji was a hard drinker. He'd probably drown himself in shots before the night ended. So, Yuuji initiated the drinks and poured everyone a shot. He was already dancing to the music and excited to go to the dance floor.

Nobara and Yuuji took their respective shot glasses and raised it up.

"Raise a glass to Y/N!"

"Party hard, but drink harder, Y/N!" Yuuji declared.

You raised the shot glass and smiled. "Here's to more Friday nights with the both of you."

The three of you clinked your glasses together and drank the shot. The alcohol burned your throat, so you immediately took a sip of the lemon. Nobara did the same, but Yuuji just took another shot without hesitation.

Nobara cringed at the taste, but she loved it either way. She shook your shoulders and laughed. Seems like the alcohol was already kicking in to her body.

"Another shot, Y/N! This is your warm-up, yeah?!"

Yuuji placed another shot of Cuervo on your glass. He gave you another slice of lemon. "You still up for another shot?"

The alcohol still wasn't sinking in to your nerves. But you loved the adrenaline that it brought you. So, you nodded your head and accepted the shot.

"The night is still young, Yuuji! Give me the shot."

You took the shot glass from Yuuji's hand. You didn't even bother taking the slice of lemon because you literally chugged the shot within a second. You couldn't care less if the alcohol burned your throat.

Nobara cheered. "That's my girl! By the end of the night, you'll be a hot fuckin' mess!"

Just as you were about to invite Nobara to the dance floor, Sukuna approached your table again. He brought a few of his friends, and they greeted you wirh a smile. They all looked kind, and they seem to have the same vibe with Sukuna— a warm and welcoming personality.

"These are my friends from Uni," Sukuna introduced them. There were four of them, actually. Three boys and one girl.

The first one was a young man named Yuta. He had a soft look on his face and his handsome features made him look sweet. He wore a black oversized Metallica shirt and there were a few piercings on his ears. He shook your hand.

"I'm Yuta, by the way," he greeted with a smile. "You look gorgeous, Y/N. Sukuna told me that it was your first time in Xylo. Is that right?"

"It's my first time in any club, actually." you answered him with a giggle. You could feel the heat in your cheeks burning up. Maybe the alcohol was kicking in?

"Wow, you're lucky!" Miwa, a young lady with blue hair exclaimed. She wore a black cocktail dress. "Xylo is like, the high end club of the city. Most celebrities even have to pay for an entrance."

"My celebrity crush always hangs out in here in Xylo," Todo, a tall man that stood 6'6 said. "Her meet and greets are pretty expensive, but in the club? You can just drink with her and chill."

"You can't even approach her 'cause she's in the VIP area! Don't spread fake news, Todo." Miwa replied.

Todo ignored Miwa's statement and patted Yuuji's shoulders. "Now is the night that my pal and I make a move on her. We'll find a way to get inside that damn VIP area."

He pointed to the second floor, which was filled with a bunch of rich people partying in a spacious area. Seems like only 50 people were designated in that area.

"We'll have a picture with her by the night's end, I bet," Yuuji reassured his friend. "Toge can give us a VIP pass since he's the DJ for later."

Yuuji and Todo then said their goodbyes and went to the dance floor. They also approached a waiter to order a few more bottles of alcohol. As for Nobara, she and Miwa were already planning how to spend the night, mainly making new friends with some hot models.

"Don't mind them, Y/N. Todo's just a huge fan of a female superstar who frequents here," Yuta said.

Sukuna intervened with your conversation. He already had another bottle of Jose Cuervo at hand.

"Bold of them to assume they even have a chance to meet her," he replied. "but with Toge's VIP privileges, then they might have a shot."

You raised an eyebrow. "Who's Toge anyway?"

Sukuna pointed to the huge screen in the middle of the dance floor. There hung a huge vintage chandelier and a shit ton of party lights. The DJ was in the middle of it all, and there were a few alcohol bottles with sparked candles attached to them. A few strippers were dancing beside the DJ and hyping him up.

"Toge is our friend. He doesn't talk much, but he's a new and upcoming DJ in town. He DJs in Xylo every other Friday, so we have a few tables for free," Yuta explains. "in a few minutes, he'll have his setlist. The crowd will go wild."

"He can also do shoutouts before a song plays. And we can order a few bottles of liquor and let the waiters serve them with those spark candles there," Sukuna points to the other tables that have waiters with the liquor bottles. They also had a signboard that said Happy Birthday.

As he explained, an idea popped into his mind. Sukuna smirked. He looked at you and held your wrist softly. "Follow my lead, Y/N."

"Where are we going?" you asked as you followed him to the dance floor.

"Let's pretend it's your birthday, yeah? We can get free bottles of liquor for that. Yuta can request for a birthday shoutout, and your name will pop up on the huge screen there," he gestured to the DJ.

You smiled, but your mind started to get a bit hazy. Drinking two shots of alcohol on an empty stomach wasn't a really good idea, but you can't back out now. The dance floor was also filled with people, so you couldn't really focus on your actions. You could only focus on Sukuna, who was holding your wrist to make sure you won't get lost.

"That's sweet of you Sukuna!" your arms found their way to his neck. You looked up at him and started swaying your hips. "Dance with me first."

Slowly enough, his hands hovered over your waist. "Gotta make your first night out unforgettable, babe."

As you danced with Sukuna, you noticed that there were a few people attempting to approach you. But Sukuna prevented them from doing so; he made sure that no one would touch you without consent. He could notice that the alcohol was already kicking into your veins, so he had to keep an extra eye out for you.

The music was already decreasing, but the people were still dancing their asses out. However, the DJ held a microphone and announced something.

"That's it for tonight's setlist, folks! Before the clock strikes 12, I'll be handing over the music to the freshest DJ in town--- DJ Onigiri and Panda!"

A few seconds after, a short man with white hair entered the stage. Beside him was a man wearing a full-out panda costume. The crowd cheered as they saw the duo. The lights brightened and the spotlight was completely on them.

"Hello, Xylo! It's Panda with DJ Onigiri. First of all, we'd like to say thank you to the Big Boss for invitin' us here," Panda gestured to the VIP area on the second floor. You couldn't really see who they were referring to because it was so dark. Nonetheless, the people still cheered and hyped up the duo. "We'll be playin' the sickest setlist you've ever heard, so get your asses ready."

Panda then handed the microphone to Toge. The young man took off his mask and smiled. Everyone was silent as they waited for his voice.

He cleared his throat and said, "Party hard, but drink harder."

That was when Toge started playing his music and the crowd went wild. He played a sick remix of Tokyo Drift and mash-up. You could feel yourself smiling as the beat perfectly matched the whole vibe of the place. Sukuna still had his eyes on you, just to make sure that no one touched you inappropriately. Next thing you knew, Nobara, Miwa, and Yuuji were already together with you, dancing your asses off. Nobara kept hyping you up and Miwa was already taking videos of your dancing ass. The twins were chugging down a bottle of Cuervo and they kept jumping around like a bunch of kids. Your group seem to be the center of the crowd, and everyone had their eyes on you.

Before the beat could drop, Panda held the microphone to his lips.

"Let's get with the shout outs tonight!" he hyped up the crowd, then a bunch of waiters entered the dance floor and they held a Happy Birthday Signage and a shit ton of liquor bottles with sparkling candles. Toge then changed the background of the huge screen placed at their backs and it said "Happy Birthday, Y/N! Party hard."

"First shout out of the night is the Princess of the Dance floor— Y/N!" Panda announced, which lead to your surprise. The spotlight was placed on you, and then you saw Todo and Yuta approaching your group's place with a few waiters. Both men had a bottle of Patron at hand, while the waiters held the Happy Birthday Signage.

"Party hard, Y/N! This song's for you!" Panda said, and you could feel everyone's eyes on you. Toge continued the song and the beat dropped.

Nobara and Miwa already had their phones out. Yuta approached you and placed a plastic tiara on your head. The waiters held the Birthday Signage up high, and the liquor bottles had sparkling candles. And unexpectedly, Todo effortlessly lifted you up and placed you on his shoulders. You could feel your face blush, because you were pretty much on top of the world now. Everyone was hyping you up, and you could swear that there was someone looking at you with such a piercing gaze. You just couldn't see who they are because there were a lot of people.

The twins danced around and opened the liquor bottle. Yuuji let Sukuna chug down the bottle. "You better drink this for 10 seconds, Sukuna!"

Yuuji was a bit tipsy now, so the drink was literally going all over Sukuna's face. Yuta, Nobara, and Miwa started counting down the time for Sukuna's drink.

"1....2....3...4....5—" They were cut off by hen Sukuna pulled away from the chug and coughed.

"Dammit, bro. You fuckin' sprayed the drink all over me." he laughed. He then wiped off the alcohol spilling down his face.

Sukuna then took another bottle and it was Yuuji's turn to chug the drink. Nobara then took a picture of you and Todo as you sat on his shoulder. You smiled as she used the flash camera.

"Let me post this on my Instagram Story, Y/N! I'll mention you and Todo," she declares with a smile.

You then tapped Todo, signaling him to put you down. He smiles at you and asks, "You having a good time, Y/N?"

You adjusted your tiara and nodded. "I am! I wasn't expecting Toge to place my shoutout first."

"He rarely does shoutouts for people, so yours might be the only one for tonight." Todo says loudly as the music plays.

Your eyes then landed on the Patron drink that Nobara was now chugging. You haven't tried chugging a drink yet, so you offered to do it.

"Can I try that, too?" You asked and pointed to the Patron drink being chugged down. Your voice a bit sluggish since you were now tipsy.

Yuuji nodded. "Fuck yeah! Open wide, Y/N!"

He was about to open another bottle until Sukuna stopped him. The older twin placed a comforting hand on your shoulder.

"It seems like you're a lightdrinker, Y/N. Two shots in and you're drunk. Ya sure you want this?"

Lightdrinker? You? That was nonsense. Sukuna was clearly seeing something else.

"I'm not, Sukuna! I can take a 10-second chug 'cause it's my birthday."

You pulled away from Sukuna's grip and went to Yuuji's side. Yuta opened his flashlight to guide Yuuji's hand. Meanwhile, Nobara taught you how to chug properly.

"Just bend your back a bit and open your mouth wide. Drink a lot of it and let it burn your throat, babe!" she said and pushed you to the circle with Yuuji in the center of it. He then opened the bottle cap.

You gulped and positioned your head up to face the bottle. Slowly, you opened your mouth. Miwa was already starting to count and Yuta joined in, too. Yuuji then pointed the opening of the bottle to your lips. His other hand was placed on your chin to make sure your mouth was wide open. Yuuji then poured the Patron drink to your mouth and fuck. It tasted so damn different from Cuervo. This had more hotness and alcohol to it. You still chugged it down, though. You could hear your friends' countdown until 10.

"6....7...8...9..... and 10!" They cheered as you were able to finish off the whole 10 seconds.

You instantly closed your mouth, but Yuuji still poured the drink. This caused your crop top to become wet with alcohol. Sukuna immediately pulled you away from Yuuji and apologized. He then gave you his jacket so that you could cover your chest. Yuuji, meanwhile, offered Todo to also chug down the drink. It seems like the young man was already too deep in the alcohol. It was fine, though. You were fine. The alcohol didn't taste that bad, especially when it was just a quick chug. What was bothering you the most, though, is your alcohol-stained chest. You needed to change your whole top.

Lucky for you, Sukuna seem to read your mind. "Nobara, can you escort Y/N to the restroom?"

Nobara noticed that you already had Sukuna's jacket on. It meant that your top could be soaked with alcohol. She nodded and held you by your arm firmly. She temporarily said goodbye to your group and reassured them that both of you would be back in a couple of minutes. Nobara then brought a tissue to your mouth as she guided you to the restroom. You were quite a stumbling mess already, and your line of vision was starting to blur out. Your head was starting to get a bit fuzzy, too. Toge started to play his second song, so the music just got louder.

"Y/N, let's dry up your top. I'll join you inside the restroom, okay?" she asked you twice. Just to make sure that you were still conscious enough to respond.

It felt like you were having earthquakes on your head, but you nodded. You held onto Nobara's arm for dear life. The nobles way to the restroom was already dark as it it, so you needed some guidance.

"Of course. Thank you, Nobara."

That's the last thing you said and remembered before the alcohol took over your body.

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Owning one of (if not) the highest paid clubs in the city capital wasn't an easy job. If anything, it was a draining profession because of the demand it had on the people. Xylo skyrocketed months after it first opened because of its owner, Toji Fushiguro, being able to invite the hottest and trendiest celebrities all over the world. The club then became known to have a reputation among the richest folks, which then led to the owner's success and ongoing business until now.

Still, owning a club had its perks. Toji loved the VIP treatment he received everytime he went there. It was just heaven. Celebrities and even models payed respect to him, some even begged to have a table reservation just for one night. If he knew any better, he'd be convinced that he was a celebrity himself.

"The young DJ and his hypeman are up next, Boss," one of his men reminded him. The man handed him a drink and left his side.

Toji sat at the very middle of the VIP area on his premium couch. It was located at the second floor, and from his view, you could see everything. The solid glass that separated him from the loud crowd from the first floor is what made the VIP exclusive. It had more access to drinks and exclusive amenities for a few people. There werr a few billiards, outdoor decks, and access to the rooftop.

"How was the meeting with the Gojo Heir?" a voice interrupted Toji's isolation.

He took a sip from his drink. He turned to face Shiu Kong, one of his business partners and the one who mainly helped him in establishing Xylo. They have been working together hand-in-hand for awhile now.

"It went well. He agreed to our terms, and I agreed to his. Contract says that he'll invest in one of our other starting clubs," Toji explains truthfully. "HQ is the one he has in mind, but Xylo's his main priority."

Kong took a seat across Toji. He glanced at him with a concerned look. "Where is he now?"

Toji pointed to the white-haired male that stood out from the crowd. He was in the first floor, mixing it up with the locals and drinking his life away. He was with a few of his friends, mainly some business associates too. They were probably checking out the place and making their final verdict.

"The young man's promising, but his personality's a bit shitty."

"Sounds like you're reminded of yourself when you see the Gojo brat."

Toji sighed. "Pretty much. Except that fucker has his family's name written all over him, whereas I started from scratch."

Kong noticed Toji's mood today. It was... off. After business meetings, the man would be celebrating his success and partying away. But tonight was different.

"Something's on your mind, Fushiguro. Did the meeting go unexpected to our plans?" he asked out of concern.

Toji massaged the temple on his forehead. He tried to drain out the music from his system, but he couldn't. There was just a lot going on his mind.

"It's just a family issue, Kong. Don't get yourself worked up."

"Oh?" Kong leaned forward and whispered, "Is this about your cheating wife?"

Kong already knew well enough that Toji's wife was unloyal. She's been seeing another man for awhile. Toji noticed (obviously) She confronted him about it, apologized, then cheated again. It wasn't a new topic. Hell, it even led to their relationship to becoming an open one.

Which meant that Toji was free to see someone else.

They could get a divorce, yes, but the money they had combined was unstoppable. It kept on flowing like a waterfall, and Toji wasn't willing to let that go. That's why they kept up the "head over heels in love" act everytime they had the chance.

"Y'know, that woman is brilliant. Married you for the money, used the said money to start her own business and then funds it for her daughter's education. Isn't that smart?" Kong added, noticing that Toji was out of his zone.

"This isn't about her. It's about her daughter."

By now, Kong was intrigued. "You mean your daughter?"

Toji cringed at the word. "She's not.... she's not my daughter, Kong. I'm not sure if I even consider her as one. But I can't help but think about her."

Kong knew this well enough. He poured another shot on Toji's glass.

"This is about a boy, isn't it?"

Toji was silent. Which meant that Kong was probably right.

Kong chuckled at Toji's actions. "It's called fatherly instincts, dumbass."

Toji shook his head. "It isn't like that."

"What is it, then? You're worried about your wife's kid who's probably seeing a boy her age."

"She's a fuckin' adult, Kong. And I'm not worried, I'm just concerned for her safety."

"You haven't even introduced me to her yet. Who is she anyway?"

Toji sighed. He opened his phone and gave it to Kong. It showed a picture of you and your mother, smiling side by side. You were in front of your new house that Toji bought. You had a handful of boxes at hand, but it didn't really cover your entire face. Kong could clearly see your appearance, which made him quite amused.

"She looks a lot like her mother, Fushiguro. I see why you're worried," he confessed and brought the phone back to Toji. "but she's fine, isn't she? She's safe and sound at home."

Toji groaned and his head brought flashbacks of you in the porch of your friend's house with some guy. He was a fairly tall male around your age, and he had an annoying smile on his face. It irritated Toji just thinking about it.

"She isn't home. She slept at her friend's house, but—"

"But she might've snuck out and went on a date with her boyfriend." Kong finished his statement. "A classic move, might I add."

Toji then took one last look at the first floor. There were more people now since it was almost midnight. The new DJ would probably hype up the crowd and increase the number of customers by double. Nonetheless, Toji's mind was still stuck on you.

"I fuckin' regret leaving her. I should've picked her up after the meeting."

The man adjusted his white long sleeves and pulled them up to his elbows. He undid a few buttons of his shirt so that he could breathe. The alcohol didn't do much in relieving his overthinking, so he might as well just act on it. He took one long sip of his drink and stood up from his seat. He grabbed his car keys from his pockets and readied himself to exit the club.

Kong, however, stopped him from doing so.

"And what? You're leaving on a hot Friday night?" he questioned in disbelief. "We paid a shit ton of money to hire the best DJs in town to keep this night unforgettable. Don't fuck this up and bail on me."

Toji glared at Kong as the loud sounds blared throughout the whole building. The VIP area was starting to get filled with more and more people. Most of them were major stockholders of the club.

"Hello, Xylo! It's Panda with DJ Onigiri. First of all, we'd like to say thank you to the Big Boss for invitin' us here,"

The spotlight instantly went on Toji and Kong's floor. People cheered as they saw who Panda referred to as Big Boss. After that, the DJ said something and played some music. The crowd seemed livelier than ever the second they entered the stage.

Kong then took another intimidating glare at him again.

"Just finish a couple of their songs, Fushiguro."

Toji knew that he couldn't deny Kong's request. So he sat back down and offered himself another shot. He leaned back on his reclining chair and took a deep breath. He might as well enjoy the newest DJs in Xylo. Kong entertained him with a bit of business talk. He offered Toji some new suggestions about expanding their network, specifically in other aspects. Xylo already had its own name, but Toji needed to do more. He needed to establish a few more clubs to ensure the flow of money kept on going.

"Xylo's already the shit in everyone's minds. We were the pioneers of the city's nightlife, too. But we gotta expand more, yeah? Let's search for more areas that can thrive in the night. Then, we can build a new nightclub there before anyone else can."

"HQ's already on that list. We've got celebrities going there to host parties," Toji explained to Kong.

"Yeah, but the Northside can be another possible area that we can use because it's filled with University students. That's where I got those new DJs."

Kong pointed to the DJ playing his setlist on the first floor. Toji couldn't believe it. "That guy's a University Student?"

"Hard to believe. But the kid's got talent. He doesn't talk much but his music is heavenly."

As if on queue, the music lowered down. Panda then again tapped the microphone and announced something. It made Toji and Kong look over to their direction.

"Let's get with the shout outs tonight!" Panda hyped up the crowd, then a bunch of waiters entered the dance floor. After that, Toji's night took an unexpected turn.

At the huge screen placed on the DJs back, there was a huge text written with "Happy Birthday, Y/N! Party Hard" At the text alone, Toji forced himself to stand up and go to the viewing deck of the VIP area. Was it possible? Was it possible that you were here, in Xylo? God, Toji didn't know how to act. So, Kong followed him, which led them to the other side of the stage, where they could clearly see everyone and hear the loud music.

Toji then scanned the crowd, trying to look for the person that Panda was referring to.

Meanwhile, Kong sighed. "It's probably a coincidence that the stranger has the same name as her."

Toji ignored him. He then observed the spotlight that would pinpoint the one Panda was greeting.

"Party hard, Y/N! This song's for you!" Panda said and then the beat dropped.

The spotlight then scanned the crowd, and it eventually landed on a group of friends. Toji carefully eyed each one. There were two girls, one had blue hair and the other had orange. There was a young man with black hair and a set of identical twins with the same exact hair that Toji saw from earlier. The pink hair that he saw in your friend's house.

"Oh shit," Kong stated with a sigh.

He probably saw something else Toji didn't notice.

But Toji was quick to glance. There, he saw a group of waiters carrying Happy Birthday signage with a couple of drinks, and in the middle of it, was a huge muscular man. He had his hair tied up in a bun, and he looked pretty intimidating. However, the thing that caught Toji's eyes was the pretty little girl seated on the man's shoulder. She wore a white backless crop top and a short skirt. She was smiling and cheering as everyone had their eyes on her and her alone. The girl was dancing along to the song that was playing

"What the fuck is she doing here?" Toji asked in a disappointed tone. His fingers curled into a fist as he stared at you from afar.

You were smiling as everyone cheered for your so-called birthday, even if Toji knew that it wasn't. A few minutes after, you got down from the unknown man's shoulder and went to your group's circle. You opened your mouth wide and chugged practically half of the bottle.

The scene alone made Toji pissed. There were a lot of people staring at you with greedy eyes, and as each second passed, he regrets leaving you alone. He should've just followed his gut and let you stay with him.

"Don't do something you'll regret, Fushiguro." Kong reminded him out of a sudden.

Toji ignored him. He exited the VIP area and went down to the first floor to find you.

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Part 2 and 3 soon. Lmk if u like the story!