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3 months ago

Obeisance to the Arrow - Noritoshi Kamo

#1 : Omiai

[You meet Noritoshi Kamo for the first time in your life at the age of 7. He sucks at making sandcastles.]

tw: arranged marriage au, forced marriage, child marriage (not yet but soon, my condolences), noritoshi x reader, no use of 'y/n'. fluff, angst (a little i suppose?), no smut

#2 : The Ring Ceremony

This Kamo boy was annoying you- he just couldn’t get the sandcastle towers correct. “Hey!” you yell out, “I’m telling you again, we only need one tower on each side, and not crooked like you are making, what are you even doing?”

He looks up at you. Perhaps. Under all the pin straight shoulder length hair and creased brows, you weren’t sure where his focus was.

“Kamo-san, I’m telling you, just do as I tell you to!”

Noritoshi had been playing house with a seven-and-a-half-year-old you for the past hour, outside your home. The Zenin estate, he mused, was large and luxurious, and clearly comfortable for you. Two maids watched over you two playing, following whatever you ordered them to. Guards patrol the periphery of the estate, just out of sight. Both the Zenin and Kamo families, discussing matters in the house overlooking your playground, cast a happy glance over you now and then. And you, a beloved daughter of the Zenins, have clearly no idea what is going on.

How should I break it to her? Noritoshi was significantly older than you; he was almost 12, and enrolled to start Jujutsu Tech School within the next coupe years. Should I even? Perhaps I should let her enjoy her life for now.

“Kamo-san” you were starting to bristle with anger, never having been ignored in your life. This guy can’t just come into your house and into your playground and then ignore you. “Kamo-san, what are you thinking about that is so important, huh?”

Noritoshi got up, accidentally breaking a sand-tower he had made to please you, and walked back towards the house, without a word. You stared at him, indignant. Fine, you thought, if he doesn’t want to play, he doesn’t play. Nii-chan will play with me. You ask a maid to bring her to you, and moments later she comes back with a worried looking Mai. “Is everything okay, Einstein-chan?”

You giggled at her as she took that idiot Kamo boy’s place. “Oh, is our little Einstein girl happy now?” She smiled too, pinching your cheeks. Of the twins, Mai was the one who doted on you. Maki was… distant, maybe? Not very interested, you suppose? It wasn’t yours to solve, so you didn’t care much about it, especially not when Mai would bring you sweets and flowers and play with you. Life was great. You were beloved, pampered and indulged in– what more could a child need?

“Nii-chan” you whined, trying to wheedle some sympathy chocolates out of her. “Kamo-san just left, and he broke my towers too.” But Mai, instead of being angry on your behalf, just laughed.

“You must forgive him, sweetcheeks, and also- don’t call him that. Say ‘Noritoshi-sama’, okay?”

“Don’t be overbearing, Mai”. You whip your head, where did Maki even come from? “Do you want to play too, nii-chan?”--you offered Maki.

“Hmm? What are you playing?”

“House, we’re making a castle and then we’ll make the princess and then rescue her, or burn her at the stake, whichever you like, nii-chan” You beam up at Maki, who doesn’t return the enthusiasm one bit, in fact, she whistles and crouches down to your level. Mai tells her to stop, don’t do anything rash, please don’t make matters worse, please don’t, but Maki doesn’t seem to even hear it. The maids around you look a bit, what is that emotion? Perturbed? But you can tell, having no power to stop Maki, they do their best to look away, as if they were no witness or accomplice to whatever Maki has planned. Panic hits you all of a sudden, what’s happening? What’s wrong?

And then Maki says, “Why don’t you go up to the house and show everyone your talent?”

Mai is angry at Maki, she says something harshly, the maids, where are they? The sandcastle breaks as you gingerly step over it, over the playground, to the house full of your whole family, the Kamo family, they are all laughing and drinking and talking and there is your mother, in the corner, and your father, stamping his sign on papers amid cheers and pats to his back, and there is the Kamo boy, there is Noritoshi-sama.

Cursed Technique: Distillation

Time pauses. So does everyone and everything. The papers your father is stamping is regarding the distribution of the conjoined assets of the Kamo and Zenin clans after your marriage. Naoya, your cousin, is congratulating your father, but he’s not very happy actually, he had wanted to marry you eventually. The Kamos are demanding a dowry of 40 million yen for Noritoshi’s Blood Manipulation technique, but Grandpa Naobito is refusing thoroughly, and demanding an equal bride price of 47.5 million yen: 40 million for your Distillation technique and 7.5 million for your youth. The sake they are drinking was chosen by Noritoshi’s step-mother. The ring ceremony is in three months from now, and the wedding when you reach menarche. Your family is really happy. The Kamos are begrudgingly happy. Noritoshi has accepted his fate, no further opinions beyond that. You are to be married to Noritoshi Kamo.

—-

The words of delight seeing you in the room start falling silent when you start wailing, sobbing, screaming. You just stand there and cry loudly, the way little children do. Your mother promptly picks you up, apologizes, and whisks you away. As you walk away, still crying, you hear your family try to soothe the situation, hearing phrases like: “ …gets overwhelmed using her cursed technique…” “ …just a child, hahaha, got shy…” “... yes yes, too shy, a young bride, hee-hee, what a cutie …” and you begin to cry even harder.

If the Kamos were disturbed at the impolite interruption, nothing came of it. You were arranged to be given in marriage to Noritoshi Kamo, in a few years from now on.

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A/N: I'll explain Distillation further dw, tho it is pretty clear even now, lemme know if i should tag you!

chapter 2 : The Ring Ceremony

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3 months ago

Obeisance to the Arrow - Noritoshi Kamo

#2 - The Ring Ceremony

[noritoshi kamo, 12 is engaged to his bride, 7. gojo satoru says hi.]

tw: forced marriage, child marriage (yes I'll age my characters up, let's have the angst for now), angst, Zenin clan being Zenin clan, noritoshi x reader, no use of 'y/n', fluff a bit, no smut.

#1 - Omiai #3 - Menarche

Growth happens sporadically. For example, you had not grown much in the first eight years of your life. Not much reason to, really. Your cursed technique became clear surprisingly early, at about 3 years of age, and since then you had lived the proper Zenin life. One of abundance, joy and familial love. If you said you wanted that cake, or that flower, or this or that, you had it in your hand immediately. Your father even talked about you being the clan head someday, impossible as it sounded to you.

It wasn’t like you didn’t know anything about the flip side of it. Your dearest cousins Maki and Mai weren’t as special as you, you noticed. Nor was your mother as important as your father, in fact no aunty or grandma were as important as their husbands. But you were special. Surely you were.

There had been talks about your powers recently, before the Kamos visited you. Your family, the whole horde of them, would test you. It wasn’t very difficult. Curses would be brought out and you would have to use Distillation to choose the best cursed weapon to kill them. You would be shown a missing person report, you had to figure out where the person was. A funner game was the Maze Game, where Grandpa Naobito would leave you in a maze, or labyrinth, or anywhere you didn’t really know, and you would have to find your way out. Compared to school, this was actually more exciting to do. Especially the praise you would get afterwards from everyone. The prodigy of the family. The princess of the castle.

You, idiot child you were, never really wondered how your family would react if you had happened to fail the tests. You never failed. You never disappointed.

So it was quite sobering to be sitting in the Pit of Punishment after your attempt to run away. A failed attempt. You were disappointing both yourself and the Zenin clan.

Naoya Zenin was lounging near the door, not actually letting the curses eat you – just enough to scare you. It was working. You were fucking terrified really, but somehow your cousin being there allowed you to not piss your pants. Naoya was a kind man.

Mai. Mai come save me. Please. Nii-chan, please come, I can't move. Maki, mother, father, grandpa, please help me. someone, please, help me out.

“Really, little Zenin- oh, should I call you Kamo now?” He laughed. “Is this any way for a lady to behave?”

I’m 8, idiot. What lady are you talking about?

Was it the ten minutes you spent in the pit, or the past two months of lady-training (as you called it), that made you grow up so fast? Somehow, after your marriage was fixed, handling tea-sets and cooking tamagoyaki became insanely important. But the worst was the lessons on womanly etiquette, on the ways of wifely manners, behaviours and duties. Unlike you, Maki and Mai were free to do as they liked, talk about being sorcerers and travelling to America. Not even they helped you, no one did. Hence came the plan Run-Away-From-Home. You got surprisingly far actually. Distillation was great for this: you could see every lapse in your home security, everything that you needed to carry, every route you should take. You had made it to the Kyoto train station before your family could get a hold of you.

No longer were you a precious child, but you never really were, were you? You were nothing more than a lucky asset to have. The Zenin clan did not hesitate to earn the returns on you as soon as possible. Unfortunately soon. You are eight.

Naoya walks down the steps into the Pit where you lay curled in a foetal position and prods you with his finger. “Up, Kamo-chan” He grins, “Back to your chambers”. The curses melt away into the darkness.

The days go by in a blur. Obedience, subservience, wifely duties, be agreeable, be quiet, be attentive, the domain of the kitchen and bedroom, marriage, husband, Noritoshi Kamo. You want to drive a machete through that man’s chest. He’s the cause of all this, yes, it’s all his fault. Now that your marriage has been fixed (and a bride price of 60 million yen wrestled from the Kamo clan) there isn’t actually any care or concern for your previously much praised cursed technique. When you think about it, it isn’t really great in any way, is it? Distillation allows the user to understand everything within the span of their eyesight. Every question answered, every mystery solved, the cloudy waters distilled – as long as you can see it. You suppose Sherlock Holmes would love this power, but you are fated to be a wife and mother, nothing more. Maybe it’ll help you find the broom closet faster. The days and months are all plagued by the same thing: Noritoshi Kamo.

—-

Satoru Gojo walks about the lavishly decorated garden. Megumi would’ve liked the food, he muses, his stark white mop reflecting sunlight over the heads of the celebrating crowd. A Kamo-Zenin engagement, and all the festivities that came with it. Ah, the celebrations of higher-ups, nothing gets them happier than child marriage. Thank fuck I saved Megumi. He didn’t have much choice in attending this. As the Gojo clan head, there are some things you must do, regardless of personal feelings. To not rock the boat. To keep the status quo as it is.

The ring ceremony is over, bride-to-be and groom-to-be having identical rings on their hands now, and they have retired back into the inner chambers of the Kamo estate. Blood Manipulation and Distillation? Satoru smiled, worth a visit.

Satoru Gojo wasn’t expecting any resistance from anyone, because A. he’s Satoru Gojo and B. he wasn’t technically doing anything wrong per se, it’s just that people distrusted his movies meeting the young couple. For good measure, what if I teach the kids the concept of free will?

He found the two sitting by themselves on a veranda, apologising to each other about the marriage. Clearly, people were too busy merry-making to notice the runaway pair. Besides, where would they even run away to? There is nowhere to go. Satoru frowned. They’re too young to be behaving like this.

“Ah, young love!” He happily startled the two with his sudden appearance, “Do you two turtle-doves have space for a dashing older brother like me?”

They did not return his wide grin and wider arms. Satoru watched as recognition clicked onto both their faces (your father had shown you two a picture of Satoru Gojo and told you to avoid him). The Kamo boy, a lean young man of 12, got up slowly and bowed to him, welcoming him with such formal words. The Zenin bride, a literal child of maybe 8, nodded her head, trying to quickly hide her tears. She said nothing, seemingly hiding behind her brand-new fiancé.

Satoru laughed at the sight. One day I’ll grind down these motherfucking old ass clans who do this shit to kids, I swear to myself. “Scared of me, little brat?” The poor child, look at her. “Aren’t you the sorcerer with the immense Distillation technique?”

You glance up at him, eyes still watery. Gojo Satoru is startling to look at. Shocking white hair, a full head taller than most people, blindfolded in broad daylight, the palest skin on his handsome features. And his abounding cursed energy, it stuns (and maybe scares) you. The blindfold doesn’t stop much, his gaze can be felt searing into your skin. There is nothing you can do. Helpless, pitiful, sold like sheep by your own family. And yet–

“Immense?”

“Aren’t you the one with all the answers? A prophet of sorts, no?”

What? In all your life, you had never thought of things like that– Could you? Were you?

“Her technique is brilliant, Gojo-sama.” Noritoshi lends a hand. “The way I understand it, a bit like your Six Eyes, yes?”

And before you could remember your wifely training, you found yourself contesting him. “Not really, the Six Eyes help him see, in the physical sense. I understand things that aren’t there really. For example, Gojo-sama can see me through my wataboshi, I am certain, but I can see Gojo-sama’s thoughts on this wedding.” Despite everything, you can't not be you.

Satoru claps his hands together, “Perfect explanation, even though that was a bit creepy” He laughs. “Can you really hear my thoughts?”

“I’m not sure”

“Try–”

Cursed Technique: Distillation

The crowds outside suddenly falls quiet, so do the other two in your room. There is no movement, no sound, no thought except for yours. Satoru Gojo’s formal shirt is from Junya Watanabe’s recent Summer Collection. His molars hurt because he ate too much daifuku at the dessert station. He disapproves of your marriage, but this is a hill that he cannot die on. He’s had some meaty ginger chicken packed from lunch for his adopted son, Megumi Fushiguro. He thinks Noritoshi is too tall and too mature for his age. He truly is impressed to see your technique. He thinks this is all nonsense, and that you are a child, and that you should enjoy your youth to the fullest as a young girl, not as a wife. He promises that no matter what, he will arrange for you to attend Jujutsu Tech School.

—--

Satoru Gojo left soon after. After a long time, you saw hope in your future.

#3 - Menarche

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[A/N: honestly i recently binged the whole manga, i cant cross chapter 210 ish, a beloved character of mine seems to face imminent death, im just not ready for it. plus im procrastinating on an assignment, a viva voce test, 300+ pages of reading and a research project due this month, so have at my random burst of energy

do lemme know if u like it, or if i can make any changes? like chapter's too long, or my writing is a bit unclear, id love to hear feedback :)) ]

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3 months ago

Obeisance to the Arrow - Noritoshi Kamo

#5 - Man and Wife

[ the day of your wedding ceremony ]

[ tw : noritoshi kamo x reader, child marriage, arranged marriage, 1100+ words ]

#4 - Cursed Bride #4.5 - Sweet Dreams #6 - Husbandly Duties

Noritoshi Kamo’s heart sank into the pits of his stomach the moment he saw you. She’s still a kid??

Somehow it hadn’t clicked in his head as of yet. Going from 12 to 17 was essentially a different lifetime, from a kid to an adult almost. He had, subconsciously, put that same expectation for you too. A wrong one, obviously. He watched you fuss over your lunch and complain about your wedding dress. She’s still a goddamn kid.

He tried to pick some fried shrimp onto his plate. This is his wedding luncheon. He finds the words a bit disorienting to think about. His. Wedding. Luncheon. The only one he’ll ever have. For the rest of his life. Happening right now. He focuses on the shrimp to make sure he doesn’t start sweating.

He’s played his part perfectly. A flawless young prince: dashing, sweet and strong. The wedding rituals done, pictures taken, the high and mighty of jujutsu world merry-making. Mother’s not here. He looks over at you, sitting next to him, chatting along with his female cousins. You look pretty. You’ve just turned 14 a few days ago. You’re his married wife now.

Even though you both have acted as elegantly as you should, he still could not stop cringing inwardly when he had to greet his friends. The Kyoto students had come as one group, except for Mai, who was with the Zenin Clan (said Zenin Clan did not interact very much with you, as Noritoshi had observed). The moment he’d spotted them approaching to give their regards to the married couple, Noritoshi had quickly whispered, “They’re my friends, be cool.” and you had whispered back “I don’t give a shit.”

The meeting was awkward, anyway. “Congratulations to the new Kamo couple!” Nitta was clearly given the role of leading this interaction. You two had gracefully bowed your regards. Momo and Miwa could not look him in the eye, even though they said that you were “very cute”. Todo and Noritoshi talked about the decor of the venue and the food options available. Nitta passed along a card from Mechamaru. They gave you a few gifts too, a tea-set and flower bouquets. Everyone was really relieved when new visitors arrived to greet you two, and the Kyoto team could leave for lunch.

Meeting Gojo-sama and Megumi Fushiguro was awkward too. Even though the three of them had met before, you were unaware of Megumi’s existence. “Ah, Megumi, meet your cousin, wait- you’re his aunt, right?” Gojo-sama had declared. Both you and Megumi had stared at each other in shock for a second, before quickly recovering your composure, you as a polished bride and him being Megumi. “Hello, Megumi-kun, I hope that you are enjoying your time?” “Yes, thank you, it’s very nice here,” Megumi replied. Gojo elbowed him. “And my congratulations to both of you.” Both you and Noritoshi had bowed again at that, so well-trained. It was awkward. They left too afterwards.

“I have a secret nephew?” you had whispered to Noritoshi. “How come you know my nephew and I don’t?”

“It’s complicated.” Noritoshi had whispered back.

The knot in Noritoshi’s stomach kept twisting itself tighter, even though he didn’t let it show. As per traditional norms, a boy gains maturity at 16 and a girl at 15: he was an adult marrying a kid. Everyone understood that this wasn’t a choice for him, but he still felt some rude stares coming his way during the Sankon no Gi ceremony. Clearly, watching you two drink sake from the same cups made people feel … bothered? A bit? This was a bit too intimate, something which was okay between husband and wife, but not between an adult man and a young girl. No one raised any heckles, of course. But Noritoshi felt his embarrassment burn inside all the same. This wasn’t a choice for either of you.

You hadn’t resisted a bit throughout the day. You played the part of a bride just as you had been taught to. Even as the day ended, and you both were ushered into his room with a lot of giggles from the tipsy Kamo family, you seemed to simply resign to your fate.

Compared to your previous chambers, you mused, Noritoshi’s room was incredible. He had a low bed, a few futons and chaise lounges on the floor, a large TV, a separate wardrobe and changing area, in-suite washrooms, a bookshelf, an aquarium, and even a veranda overlooking his private garden. Noritoshi sat in front of a mirror, taking his hair out of the topknot.

“We’re not fucking.” You suppose it’s best to get it out of the way as soon as possible.

He makes a disgusted face at you. “Of course not,” he replies easily. She’s such a child. “Do make sure you drop a bit of your blood on the sheets though, otherwise they’ll just bother us unnecessarily.” You just shrug.

God. The realisation had suddenly struck him. She’s not a child– it’s so much worse. She's a teenager.

“I’m gonna use the washroom now, so don’t bother me.” You declared, climbing out of your ornate wedding kimono. “And then I’ll take the bed, because I’m a lady, and you can take the futon. Also, I didn’t get to eat dinner, so I want a bowl of oyakodon topped with sriracha.”

Just a week of this and then I’ll be back in school. In his melancholy about the whole wedding thing, it had slipped his mind that you were, ultimately, a spoilt rich teenager. A Zenin at that. He got up to tell the cooks to make your food – “Hey! Don’t open the door when I’m undressing! Dumbass!”

—--

It’s 2 am and Noritoshi is genuinely impressed that you can sleep so carefree. How has the fundamental weight of being a married woman at the age of 14 not hit you? Do you not realise what this means for your future? Do you not realise that you have effectively been trapped into being a housewife and broodmare? Do you understand that you have no rights over yourself anymore? Noritoshi can’t sleep a wink, and it’s not because of the futon. He gets up and walks over to the bed; there you are sleeping soundly, not a single worried thought in your head. And then it hits him. She’s gonna make a run for it.

You don’t care for your inevitable terrible married future because you’re not planning to face it.

After a minute of astounded consideration on this topic, Noritoshi decides that it's not the kind of thing he wants to bother himself with at this time of the night. You surely aren't going anywhere tonight- he would wake up before you set a foot off the bed. He just goes back to the futon to lie down again. If his wife ran away from him, it would be a big scandal, but quite frankly, he was certain that his family would never let that happen. Besides, where will she run off to? He yawned. It was pretty late. Let that little brat do what she does. Not like anything much will come out of it.

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#6 - Husbandly Duties

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3 months ago

If the reader (CT: Distillation) ever gets a Domain Expansion (highly unlikely tho, its mentioned that it's like the pinnacle of sorcery and like 99% sorcerers don't have it, it's a bit unrealistic, but it's my fiction anyway) it would be a plain white sphere where the victim is bombarded with confusion. White is the distilled essence of all colours. Distillation allows the user to understand everything the eye can see. The victim of the DE gets the opposite end of the stick: since all they can see is plain white nothing, they understand nothing that's happening leading them to remain in a confused hazy state. Sorta like a drug trip where nothing makes sense.

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2 months ago

How Was Noritoshi Kamo Found To Have Blood Manipulation?

[ 860+ words | part of Obeisance to The Arrow Universe | fluff, angst, canon-compliant | tw: adultery, misogyny, blood, Kamo sr. is a fuckwad]

Who was Ms. Kanagusuku? For starters, she was a bold spirit who left her little backwater village after high school for the spicy flashy metro city life. She was then the tired waitress who locked eyes with the handsome older man at his event (said event being the 100 Day Celebration of his son). A number on a napkin, a meeting in a bar, a walk along the river that carried the same name as that gentleman- Kamo. She was the young homewrecker whose guilt melted as his unhesitant lips warmed her neck, her fingers twined around the strands of his long hair. She was the dumb fucking clown who believed him when he said, “My wife? Don’t even take her name, she’ll never understand me the way you do” and “You’re different, sweetheart, you’re the only one for me. I’ll leave her the second I can” and “You don’t want to get involved with my family, it’s too complicated there” and “Keep the baby, my darling, we’ll raise him together, we’ll get married and be a happy family.”

Not like any of that happened. But that was all years ago. Right now, Ms. Kanagusuku is a damsel who stubbed her toe and is writhing in pain on the kitchen floor.

I know this is all karma for what I did, but isn’t it getting a bit too much?

“Mama?” Noritoshi’s voice calls out from the living room. “Are you okay?”

At least, at the very least, I’ve still got my son.

Her bright-eyed and soft-cheeked little boy doesn’t wait for her to reply as he comes running to her, eyes widening when he notices her like that. Her broken toenail is bleeding all over.

“Mama, you’re hurt!” He’s almost in tears, poor child, as he softly picks up her hand in both of his and kisses it, exactly the way she does to him when he gets a boo-boo. He doesn’t know how to help other than that. “Mama, Mama, it’s ok.” He’s distraught, sniffing his tears in. “Just fix your blood, okay?”

Fix my blood? “I’m fine, baby. I just shouted because I was surprised, it doesn’t actually hurt.” Ms. Kanagusuku lies. “I’ll bandage it now, don’t worry.”

Noritoshi shakes his head. “Fix your blood first, Mama. You’re so red everywhere.” He chokes back a sob.

“How do you fix blood, son?” His father’s voice drawls lazily. For someone who promised to give her the moon, he hasn’t even put down his magazine to help her up. “Go wash the blood off, you’re scaring him.”

“I can’t fucking walk.”

“God!” Kamo slams the magazine down, having to help her stumble into the bathroom. “Don’t curse in front of him!”

Little Noritoshi is still sniffling when his dad picks him up. However harsh he is to his mistress, he’s always been a good father. That, and the fact that Kamo pays for everything, is the only reason, Ms. Kanagusuku tells herself as she washes the blood off her foot with a wince, that she tolerates the way he acts towards her.

“Toshi, when you grow up don’t be a crybaby like your mother, alright?” His dad doesn’t come by often, only about twice a week around dinner time, and is always gone by the time he’s awake the next morning. Even though he’s worried sick about his mother’s leg, it’s nice to be held up like this. “Ah, I forgot,” Kamo laughs. “How do you fix blood, huh, silly boy?”

“You pull it back in so it's not bloody anymore.”

Kamo freezes. Ms. Kanagusuku, clouded in her own pain, misses the moment when Noritoshi’s life tips over.

"Can you do that?"

"Papa?"

“You can pull your blood in?”

“Yeah, Papa.”

Kamo Sr. runs to get a sewing needle, dips it in his beer, and sticks it into his son’s trembling fingertip. If he flinches because the needle went deeper than he thought, Kamo ignores it. Noritoshi’s blood drips down his finger like tears.

“Show me that you can fix it.” It’s a command but his father’s voice is light. The child is scared of things he doesn’t understand yet.

Yet he obeys. He scrunches his eyes shut tight and wishes really really hard that his wound gets fixed. What he does, subconsciously, is manipulate the leaked blood back into his veins and increase the platelet count to seal the injury. When he opens his eyes a second later, his wound has scabbed over, and his father is bear-hugging him so tight that his ribs hurt. “I'm so proud of you, my son. I’m so proud to be your father.” Noritoshi’s six-year-old head is spinning. “You’re a godsend, you don’t even understand. Noritoshi-” He says, “-wake up early tomorrow, we’ll go out, yes, son?”

Ms. Kanagusuku is still in the bathroom. Of all the things that she is, she is ignorant of the fact that this is her last day with her son. She doesn’t know that tomorrow, Kamo Noritoshi will be packaged in an expensive kimono and presented to the Clan as the heir. She doesn’t know that they will be torn apart like grass in the wind, and will only see each other after 12 years. She doesn’t know that the memory of this day will haunt him for the rest of his life.

a/n: at the time of their meeting, Kamo’s father was 30 and his mother was 19. So at the point of this fic, his mother would be 25 and his father 36. Kanagusuku is an Okinawan surname; she was a new kid in mainland Japan who thought she was living her own Cinderella story finding Kamo Sr. but it was actually more like The Conjuring. he gets away with abusing her because he's got her trapped. the only way she can leave is by letting go of her son too, which she eventually does as we know in canon. also the fact that she keeps her Okinawan version of her surname instead of changing it to Kaneshiro, which is the Japanese version of the name, to fit into Kyoto society, says something about her. on one hand, she is a homewrecker who fucked a married man knowing full well what she was doing. on the other hand... does she actually deserve all this?

this is very important to me that u picture takumi from nana when u think of Kamo Sr.

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lumibuns-blog

1 year ago

I'm afraid I've been deceiving all of you

Gojo is actually not my #1 bbg from jjk

It is and always will be MY HUSBAND NANMI

I'm Afraid I've Been Deceiving All Of You

He's literally so baby girl I love him HES SOO

HES SOOOOO

HAWWWWWWT

And he CYUTEEE

Hehshshshsjsjsjsjsjsj I love him and I will write something about him very soon and by soon I mean start writing it now

I just had to tell you how much I love him and he's everything and omg ok bye <3

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1 year ago

High school Nanami x reader<3

"NANAMI!"

Your voice broke the silence Nanami Kento once held so dear, a lonely aspect of his life you seemed to be slowly melting away like the snow receding at his feet in the warm spring air.

Ever since he started as a first year at Jujitsu tech you had been slowly breaking down the walls that he put up. Usually he was annoyed by people with upbeat attitudes and a generally positive outlook on the world, like his upperclassman Gojo Satouru who could could not stand for the life of him. But you, you we're different.

When you said his name if felt like he was the only thing in the world, he felt so special when you talked to him, and only him. When you dragged him by his hand to do things he wouldn't have normally done, going to the vending Mac with friends or watching a movie.

Everything you did, especially that voice of yours constantly calling out "Nanami!" He could barely handle it, he couldn't keep the blush from spreading across you his face, that might be the only part of you that annoyed him, and it wasn't even your fault.

"Hey Nanami what's up"? Your voice and a hand on his shoulder brought him back to reality.

"Oh hey y/n" he muttered looking away embarrassed from your face that was inches away from his

"Hey what's wrong?" You pouted, suddenly reaching your hand forward to brush his bangs out of his face.

"Wha-what are you doing?!" He said whipping his face to look right into your

"That's better" you smiled sweetly before turning away from him

"Why the hell would you do that?" Nanami stammered

"Hmmm" you giggled a finger over your mouth "I guess I just wanted to see your whole face, you should wear your hair like that more, but I guess you do look nice either way huh?" Your smile was almost too much to handle

You were going to be the death of him.

(I'll write more later bc he's perfect 😘)

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lumibuns-blog

1 year ago

Soft Toji x reader

I love him <3

Toji Fushiguro never once thought he had even a chance of living a normal life with his two kids. That was until he met you.

You were so sweet he felt like he could pick you up and never let go. You were "too good for him" is what he always said, but I reality he prayed that you would never realize that and stay with him as long as he lived.

Toji never expected that half of the TV he consumed on a regular basis was now children's programming but now it was.

He never thought he would care enough to protect his kids from the reality of his line of work, but here he was. Hosing the blood of whoever he had taken care of that day off himself before he went inside.

He never expected to look forward to family dinners, telling Megumi to not play with his food. And afterward he never thought he would enjoy entertaining his two kids while you cleaned up the kitchen, gently swaying to the music that played on the record player.

He never thought seeing you gently singing Tsumiki to sleep in your arms while Megumi held your finger in his crib could make him so happy, but it did.

He was so happy to have this, so much so he couldn't believe he took it for granted. He loved when he took you all out to dinner and you fell asleep in the car ride home.

He loved being able to hold all three of you at once, to protect you, to protect them.

Toji Fushiguro never thought he would live a fulfilling life, but here he was.

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lumibuns-blog

1 year ago

hii can i pls request a scenario of gojo and the reader taking care of megumi after he got into a fight at school? megumi is all grumpy as the reader puts bandages on his small cuts and scolds him for getting into a fight while gojo just gives megumi a thumbs up from behind? LMAO

Omg so cuteee I love papa Gojo

Gojo "tries" and fails to discipline his kids

Domestic Gojo x reader fluff <3

Hii Can I Pls Request A Scenario Of Gojo And The Reader Taking Care Of Megumi After He Got Into A Fight

You slowly pull into the parking lot of Megumi's school and wait for him and Tsumiki to get out of school. You weren't they're actually parent but when you had been raising them for years with your boyfriend Gojo Satouru, it sure felt like it.

You see them exit the school building, Megumi had his head down and Tsumiki waved to you as they walked over to the car.

As they got in and sat down you noticed a bandage on Megumi's cheek that wasn't there when he left this morning.

"So how was your day?" You said pulling onto the road

"Good" they both say

"Hey 'Gumi what's that happened to your cheek?"

"Nothing" he grumbled

You glanced at the rearview mirror and back to the road

"Tsumiki what happened?"

"Megumi got into another fight"

"you promised you wouldn't tell her!" Megumi yelled

"I never promised I just said I wouldn't tell her if she didn't ask!" Tsumiki retorted

"Ok both of you calm down" you chimed "I'm not mad 'Gumi just tell me what happened?"

"Uuugh it's just that some guys were acting like they were tuff around me and I wanted to put them in they're place is all"

"Megumi!" You scolded "That is not a good reason to get into a fight with someone and you know that"

He groaned and looked out the window

"Gojo and I are going to have a serious conversation about this when we get home" you sigh

Tsumiki chuckled as you made your way down the road to your home

Once you step in the door Gojo greeted all of you, giving you and Tsumiki a hug while Megumi pushed him away.

"Megs what happened?" Gojo asked with smirk on his face

"Well" you began "Megumi got into a fight at school today and-"

"MEGUMI I CAN'T BELIEVE IT" Gojo yelled

"I know that's why-"

"YOU LET 'EM HIT YOU!?!?" He pointed to the bandage on his face "I thought I taught you better than that?!?"

"Hey hey hey!" You interrupted "that is NOT the point of this conversation Megumi hit someone"

"Several people actually" Tsumiki added

Megumi glared at her

"That's even worse!!"

"I mean geez Megs you really let some rando lay a swing on you?" Gojo continued

"It was just because he came up from behind me when I was fighting another guy" Megumi rolled his eyes

"I mean still-"

"Both of you stop!" You said exasperatedly "Gojo you need to tell Megumi what he did was wrong" you whipped your head towards the trouble maker himself "and you need to apologize to those kids tomorrow"

"Aww babe come onnn" Gojo gave you his puppy eyes "kids will be kids ya know? Remember how much you used to punch me when we were in high school? You were quite the ruckus yourself" he chuckled

"Ya ya whatever" you smiled, you just couldn't stay upset with you family around

Gojo pulled you into a hug with your back to the kids, he flashed a thumbs up and a smile to Megumi

"Alright what do you want for dinner?" you say turning around

"As long as Gojo doesn't cook" Megumi commented

"AFTER ALL I DO FOR YOU?!" Gojo cried

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lumibuns-blog

1 year ago

Haii me again >-< I just finished that first date story with gojo and it gave me a huge idea that I wanna request. How would it be to be dating Gojo (both Teen him and Older) and how would missions or the daily life be like, you can add things also if you wanna idm. Btw have an awesome day!!!

Gahh tysm for requestingg this is ADORABLE

everyday headcannons with Gojo <3

(Look at this goob)

Haii Me Again >-< I Just Finished That First Date Story With Gojo And It Gave Me A Huge Idea That I Wanna

Does NOT understand personal space

There's just no concept of that in his mind

He is glued to your hip, people joke that to find Gojo they should just look for you and he'll be one step behind

Constantly has those lanky arms draped around you whether your in an important meeting or just walking around Tokyo he's got an arm around your shoulder

He honestly prefers that to holding hands because he feels like he can protect you better

This goes without saying but infinity is always off around you, it doesn't matter how many times you tell him it's dangerous he won't listen

Constantly staring down ANYONE in your vicinity, like looking into their souls.

He's gotta make sure you're safe 😌

Biggest ego but the most fragile heart

If he hears someone say something like "why's that guy wearing a mask?" Or something little like that

He WILL be moping around so hard all day until you give a compliment to cheer him up

"Y/nnnnnn do you think I'm ugly"

"No of course not I wouldn't be dating you if I thought that now would I 'toru?"

"YAAAY"

And just like that he's back to normal

Going on missions with him is just something else because he will not let you do anything

He knows you can handle yourself but he's THE Gojo Satouru he has to show off a bit

Carries you around while obliterating curses like it's nothing

When you have to go on missions alone he is so so so so so worried, he begged the higher ups to let him go with you but they needed him to do something more important

A task which he competes as quickly and destructively as possible just so he can rush to where you are to make sure your safe

You two also constantly text eachother on missions to make sure you're safe

Gojo will text you in middle of exorcising a curse

Like he will be about to crush them, then he'll feel the buzz from his phone and pause EVERYTHING to text you back

The curse would be like "bro aren't you fighting me?!"

"Shhhh hold on bae texted"

Also constantly brags to his students about you and they are not interested but he keeps on going

I love this silly silly man😍🫶

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lumibuns-blog

1 year ago

Omggg i saw the new episode of jjk and it gave me such a big idea i think you'd love. Imagine one day sukuna finds his wife that he married thousands of years ago and due to their marriage his wife was granted immortality. And just like she never cheated or kissed another man just waiting for her husband to return and when they reunite (even if he doesnt say it) he is over the moon and just wants to never leave his wifes side ever again. Just much fluff and romance ahhhh

OMG THIS. THIS IS SO CUTE

Sakuna x reader fluff

Sukuna scoffed to himself, the boy had finally allowed him to take control after all this time. Even in this deep underground it felt good to feel the air on his face and not through that brat. He continued forward. Thousands of year of stored power and he had been reduced to a fraction of it, despite the immense power he held he couldn't help but miss the time when he ruled over the landscape, unchallenged.

He had a partner even, the one human who he couldn't bring himself to kill, the one he realized he couldn't live without. You had married him, been granted immortality by his hand, and still he had lost you. His last memory before being split and exorcised, was you running to him, crying his name. He was happy that was his last memory.

Sukuna tore himself from his own thoughts, they so often drifted to you but right now he wanted to use the small amount of freedom he was granted.

He moved his hand foreword, fire erupting from his fist as he threw the heat forward, it crashed through a wall, tunneling through the train station. He heard peoples screams like music to his ears, he walked foreword through the rubble. People ran, screaming, away from him. Fire cast from all around him, bursting every human in his sight into flames, he hummed contently to himself.

"S-Sukuna?" A feeble voice trembled from beside him

He knew that voice, he knew that voice, he slowly turned, a truly befuddled expression on his face, his lip curled as he dare not get his hope up but...

There you were, you looked exactly as gorgeous as the last moment he saw you, nothing changed, your clothes were more modern of course but there was no mistaking it, you were here.

"I knew it was you!" you cried, tears streaming down your face. You threw yourself into his arms.

He was too stunned to speak, his arms unmoving, all he could he process was the blood running down your leg, he moved his arms to gently put you down,

"Sakuna-"

"Did I do this to you?" He asked, his hand moving down to your leg, activating he reverse curse technique to heal the gash. He just couldn't believe that he had hurt you, it had been 1000 years and the first thing he did was hurt you

"Oh my love don't worry about that now" you smiled gently, you had always forgiven him no matter what he did

You moved a hand to his face to gently tip his head to look at you.

"I thought you would have found someone else by now, had a family moved on, I mean I'm sure you have" his voice grumbled low in his throat

"I would never" you leaned your forehead against his "I haven't touched a single souls since I lost you, I-I knew you would come back just like you promised"

Sakuna remembered the promise he had made to you that dim moonlit night, on the engawa of the palace you shared, that he would never leave you, even if the world fell apart he would always find you.

"I've missed you" he whispered moving his lips to kiss yours, he moved back to take in your entire person

"Your as beautiful as the day I lost you" he breathed

You smiled sweetly

"What the hell is going on?!?-" the onlooker was silenced as his head burst into flames

You continued to smile as if it was nothing

He picked you up bridal style, "we'll go find the house we used to share" he smirked to you

"I'd like that" you giggle

'Hey what the hell is going on' the brat who's body he had been forced to posses voice rang out in his head

Sukuna slapped his face "just shut it would ya" he growled to himself

"What was that?" you questioned from his arms

"I have a lot to explain" he breathed out

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lumibuns-blog

11 months ago

haiiii iam in a request fever ughhh. Are you capable of doing a part 2 of the sukuna request i made some time ago? U can decide whatever u wanna put in it

Omg ofc! I'm finally free from my finals so dw!

Sakuna x reader fluff (p2)

Sukuna held you close to his chest as he exited the subway station through the convenient blast hole he had made earlier. He couldn't stop looking at you, how could he? When he had lost you so long ago he couldn't help but be captured by your eyes.

He didn't show it but on the inside he couldn't be more excited. You could finish the life you had begun together, some where quiet, where he could protect you and you could live out your days.

There was just one problem...and that was the idiot brat who's body he was stuck in.

"Love, is something wrong?" You asked bringing a hand to his cheek

He smiled down at you "no, it's just well- the whole reason I'm here is because I was brought back to life by inhabiting this stupid kids body"

"I was going to say you look a bit different" you chuckled, tracing you hands over the tattoos that adorned his face, "missing a couple arms"

"Yeah yeah" he grumbled "just don't know what I'll do with him"

"Why don't you just stay as you are, like don't let him have control" you asked

'Leave to you to say something so menacing with a smile' he thought to himself

"Yeah I could but his voice is still in my head. He's here for the long run just inside of me"

"What does he say?" You questioned

"Mostly just what the hell?! and who the hell is this?! and are you serious?!, shit like that"

"Let's not worry about that now then" you giggled "if he can't do anything let's just focus on what's next"

"Hmmm well we could return to where our old house was in Kyoto"

"Yeah but the world has changed a lot, sorcerers will be after you once they figure out you've left Shibuya"

"I won't let the bastards touch me" Sukuna scoffed "now that Gojo Satorou has been sealed no one can rival my strength"

"Well I could have told you that" you said bringing your head up to meet his lips in a gentle kiss

It had been centuries since you had shared a kiss with anyone, after you lost your love you didn't dare to touch another. You couldn't get over him and knew deep down that one day he would return to you.

Sukuna grabbed the back of your neck and deepened the kiss, he missed the way you lips fit perfectly against his.

"How will we get to Kyoto?" You asked, mouth moving against his lips

"I'll handle it" he murmured, kissing you once more as he stepped out of the veil and left the ruins of Shibuya behind him.

(I'm going to make a part 3 where they are back at their house and living happily ever after so stick around🫶🫶)

Part 1⬇️⬇️

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Sakuna x reader fluff

Omggg i saw the new episode of jjk and it gave me such a big idea i think you'd love. Imagine one day sukuna finds his wife that he married

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1 month ago

~Everything~

Please lord I will love this man till my dying breath, he is everything to me

kinda angsty but it's sweet I promise <3

Nanami Kento, the man who swore he would never have another light in his life, not after Hibara, he couldn't bear to hold someone so close again.

Yet you came into his life, from the moment he laid eyes on you he could have sworn his heart stopped, or maybe it was just that it hadn't beat for another person in so long it was too unfamiliar for him recognize.

You weren't a light, no, you were the full force of the sun. A sun that had thrown itself into his life before he had time to put up his walls.

And every time he tried to build them up again, tried to keep you out, you came and tore them down, and he let you. He's not sure why he let you, he could have yelled at you and pushed you away, but he just couldn't bring himself to do that.

No, that would impossible for a man as weak as him, though it was true any man would crumble in the embrace of your arms. Which is why he was even more smitten with the fact that you decided he was worth loving. When so many people viewed him as impossible, and in truth he believed he was. He was blunt, stoic, and hardly cheery to be around.

But then again you saw him as worth loving, or at least trying to love, and that was enough for him.

He never felt he would be enough for you, but on those nights, when he shuffled onto the train after work. Letting the rhythmic sway of the cars lull him into a blank state. When the only clear thought he could form was of you.

When he turned the keys in the lock and slowly opened the front door. When all of a sudden he could hear the rapid padding of feet across the floors of your shared home. As they rounded the corner and got closer, and closer. When he could finally see your shining face and your arms stretched out towards him from one of his old shirts, the sheer size of it dwarfing you.

When he could hear your voice calling to him, saying his name happier than he thought it was even possible for people to be when around him. Practically singing every salable as you leapt into his arms and threw your face into the crux of his neck.

When you stayed there and nuzzled into him as he tried to regain some form of consciousness after being amazed by your sheer presence. When he could crumble to the floor and hold you so impossibly close to him that you thought he would absorb your very being.

And in essence he was, drinking up every sliver of kindness you gave him, every moment of happiness he thought he would never have.

When he can whisper into your ears, in that impossibly deep and smooth voice "I love you", he would scream it to the world if he could, but indeed he already had, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

Yes, on those nights Nanami Kento felt like something, because you made him feel like he was everything. And he was, he was everything to you and for him that was enough for him.

@kakyoinslastcherry <3

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bts-0t-7

1 year ago

Slithered | JJK | Chapter 3

Pair: Mafia Jungkook x F Reader

Summary: Jungkook was wandering the streets in the middle of the night and coincidentally passed the little flower shop you work at. Due to your odd working hours, you don’t have much socialising on a daily basis much less customers. So just imagine your shock when a handsome man, clad in all black, entered your shop in the ungodly hours of the night. Never would you have thought that the polar opposite of the worlds would collide and cause such a trouble.

Genre: Fluff, mafia au, soft reader

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of rape incidents from previous chapters, PTSD

WC: 2405

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Jungkook trudged back to his room. After your incident two days ago, he refused to bathe in his own bathroom. It was bad enough that every morning when he entered, he was reminded of how much later he could have gotten in. Reminding him that if it wasn’t for Yoongi Hyung, you would have already been ashes in an urn by his bedside table.

He had opened a search to find out your details.

Your address, your family, your friends, everything that they could possibly find. And as he read through the consolidated efforts of his men, there were just too many things that didn’t make sense to him. But he knew better than to ask you now.

If you woke up, that is.

Doctor Eun had warned them to not panic if they were to take longer to wake up. He had explained that your body was weak and needed extra time to recover from what you have gone through. But it did not stop any of his Hyungs from barging into his room every day, ensuring that they check up on you. It soon became somewhat of a routine as his Hyungs constantly took turns to visit you every hour.

He threw his towel on the loveseat, walked over to push back the covers and slid under them. He then carefully adjusted the ruffled covers back over you, ensuring that they covered until your shoulders and still had more fabric as a leeway.

With a tired sigh, Jungkook smothered his face on his pillow and fell asleep with the blanket only hanging at his waist.

This was the second time you woke up in the same room. Lightheaded, you tried to get out of the bed.

“Exactly what do you think you’re doing?” A voice sounded beside you.

You turned, eyes blown wide as you anticipated the worst. The first thing you see is a head of messy hair, sticking in all directions before you notice the tired-looking eyes boring straight into your soul. The man lifted his arm and wrapped it around your waist, bringing you closer to the heat of his body.

You acted, throwing a punch directly to his face.

Bad move.

The man on your bed - technically not yours but who cares for technicality now - caught it and pinned you down with a flick of his wrist. Burrowing his head in your neck, you saw the strains of his shoulders. He wasn’t completely let go of his weight so…

“Who are you!” You pushed him away, hand going to the bedside table, trying to find anything that could be used as a weapon. The man quickly hopped off the bed, drawing the curtains as you squinted at the sudden attack of light. The room was so dark you could barely see a thing before. It wasn’t until your eyes finally adjusted to the difference did you see the moonlight shining through the sheer curtains, casting a light glow on your frames.

And it was also then did you realised who your bed partner was.

Jungkook.

The over-ecstatic bunny in the morning that refused to let you go.

Jungkook must have seen the recognition in your eyes as he slowly walked back to the bed, hands in the air in a surrender position.

"Hey, hey." Jungkook called out.

You weren't sure how trustworthy the men in this house were. God, you don't even know their names! You curled up in a sitting position at the edge of the bed, almost falling over. When Jungkook sat on the bed, you instinctively scooted backwards, clashing against the bedside table.

You squeaked in pain, holding your back, forgetting that there was nothing but the cold hard ground awaiting your downfall. Your eyes largened as you felt yourself falling back, hands flailing out, trying to grasp onto something - anything -

Strong arms wrapped your waist and pulled you forward. Your face smashed against a toned chest as you felt the blankets beneath you being pulled downwards and wrapped around your body. For the next few moments, the only sound in the room was your harsh breathing. It was so silent that you swore Jungkook could hear your heartbeat.

The both of you stayed in that position for a few minutes - or it could be hours or even just seconds - you didn't know. But you knew that the heat radiating from Jungkook's body was like a blasting furnace and you were warm. And when you are warm, you feel cuddly. And when you feel cuddly, you feel sleepy. Your eyelids grew heavier by the second and you closed them. You knew you shouldn't be so trusting but they have yet to do anything that caused you to feel wrong. Jungkook has yet to do anything that oppresses you. So you closed your eyes and leaned closer to him, cuddling deeper into his warmth and fell asleep.

That was the last thing you remembered before you woke up again, but this time, in the arms of a toned-ass man.

Jungkook.

Hell, now that the late morning sun is shining through the curtains, you are able to see what you weren't last night. Jungkook was without a shirt and the full glory of his slim waist and toned abs were fully on show for your innocent eyes to see. Well, you weren't that innocent. But you were still a lady - a woman - and you still had your needs that were obviously taken far too long to satisfy. But you weren't about to go imagining someone you can never get - you weren't about to hurt yourself again.

You were brought out of your wandering thoughts when the soft snores exiting Jungkook's plush bow-shaped lips reached your ears. A small smile lifted the edges of your lips as you sleepily yawned. Wiggling out of his hold - for God damn he is strong as a bull - proved to be harder than it seems. Jungkook's arms locked you in place and you couldn't seem to get out no matter how hard you tried to prod and push him.

"Mhmm, noooo." The man cuddling your back whined. "No, it's not time to wake up yet. Stop movingggg."

You didn't. Obviously.

The hold on your waist only tightened even further. "Stoooppp."

You pushed his hands off of you. "Jungkook, please." You resorted to begging him out. "I need to wee."

Jungkook's eyes shot open, hands immediately leaving you as you took that chance to leap out of bed and bound over to the washroom.

Jungkook swore he should've heard it wrong. Jungkook swore that he must have heard it wrong.

Nobody explicitly told you who he is. Nobody had given you enough pointers to let you know that he was the one who saved you in that alley. Not that he needed you to know. But he didn't know - oh, he should've expected it - for you to have been so smart. You figured it out so quickly - who he was.

Unbelievable.

But he needed to check. To know. To be sure - that what he heard was correct.

He saw your dishevelled state coming out of the washroom, hands going up to scratch your hair. While he had a massive bedhead, your hair looked like it was shinier after sleep. Oh, how he wished that he could have that sort of blessing too. Then he wouldn't have to take so much time to wash and style his hair every morning. He could just get out of bed and leave.

Your eyes made contact with his and immediately shot back down to the floor, suddenly feeling anxious. Your hands fiddled with the hem of his shirt as your teeth worried your bottom lip. Jungkook had to physically hold himself back from jumping right onto you. He wanted to take those soft, plump lips and give them a taste. He wanted to make sure they never get sore from you constantly biting them (Jungkook found out one of your habits now).

Jungkook pulled on his restraint string and blew a deep breath out. He walked over to you, hands going down to grasp yours in his. He turned your hands over in his, admiring the size difference. It wasn't big but it was enough to make him almost coo out loud.

"Hey now -" Jungkook started before your stomach grumbled.

The silence in the air was permeating.

Jungkook snorted, falling to the floor with laughter. By no means was he laughing at you. No, he was laughing at the situation - how your hunger had directly stopped him in the tracks of his confession. If anything, he felt like Jimin Hyung right now. He knew all too well how much he was always stopped in his tracks from doing things he best wished for for the sake of his job. But this was something different.

Jungkook looked up with teary eyes and spotted your slight pout, making him laugh even harder. As he slowly got up from the floor, he extended out his hand to you. “Come on, let’s go and get something for your ever-hungry system.”

Jungkook did not expect you to actually take his hand, let alone hold it the whole way down. But who was complaining?

Oh, definitely not him.

He led you to the kitchen and started rummaging through the fridge to find food. Finding a bag of opened buckwheat noodles, cucumber, seaweed flakes, eggs, and canned tuna, Jungkook decided to whip up a mean Memil Guksu (메밀 막국수). Jungkook whipped out Seokjin’s favourite pot and started boiling the water. After mastering the art of flourishing the noodles in the pot, JUngkook left them to boil as he combined all the sauce ingredients - soy sauce, tsuyu sauce, perilla oil, sugar, and roasted sesame seeds with a tablespoon of water. Then he chopped all the ingredients and placed them aside. After ensuring that the noodles are thoroughly cooked, rinsing them under cold water for a few seconds was a necessity.

Placing them in the bowls, Jungkook topped the noodles off with the sauce, sliced ingredients, and tuna, garnishing them with extra sesame seeds and a handful of seaweed flakes.

“Tada!” Jungkook placed the big metal bowl in front of you with chopsticks in hand.

You chuckled at his enthusiasm. Jungkook didn’t wait for anybody before he dug into his meal.

You had to admire this man’s spirit of trying to uplift you. Anyone could see that he was trying his best. But you didn’t know if you could. You felt… different - dirty.

You wanted it off but you -

“Hey.” Jungkook’s voice jolted you out of your thoughts. “You okay? Maybe you don’t like the food? Should I have Yoongi Hyung cook instead? Or maybe Jin Hyung? Or maybe you’re allergic to -”

You placed a soft hand on his shoulder. “It’s not you… It’s just…” Your hands fiddled with the hem of the shirt. You weren’t sure if you should be telling him this. He had no obligation to you and you shouldn’t be using him as a free-range therapist too. But you were just so tired of dealing with it yourself. “It’s just… I feel so…”

You didn’t really know how to express it in words.

Disgusted? Humiliated?

You felt the urge to scratch.

You weren’t sure how he was going to react when you told him. He saw you and saved you, but everyone can change in the blink of an eye. You aren’t sure how he would react. Would he cast you aside? Leave you for the wolves?

But on the other hand, why would you care? Why should you care? The both of you aren’t close. He saved you and now you can leave. So why do you feel so hooked?

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

You shook your head. “I want to. I just…”

Words won’t form.

“Okay… How about you show me instead if there are no right words? Sometimes words can be difficult, right?”

You nodded.

But how were you going to show him? Strip?

You hesitated again. How?

“The feeling - it -”

You tried to look at Jungkook, tried to gain some of his courage to say what you wanted to say. You worried yourself over him not accepting you but all you saw were open eyes. The windows were wide open like he was the one pouring his soul to you.

“Dirty.” You tucked your head down again. “Humiliated. I feel so… so… nasty… It - I wanted to stop it but I couldn’t! I tried - I tried - I didn’t want to -” You cried out. “I - I -”

Large palms ran up and down your shoulder in a light, soothing manner.

“Okay, I understand what you’re trying to tell me. I know, I saw.”

You placed yourself in his hold. “I tried but - but… I’m so tired I couldn’t.”

Jungkook didn’t say anything. He just held you, tightly and you were glad for the silent comfort. You didn’t really want words just a steady presence and Jungkook gave you all. You were crying - bawling - you didn’t know. All you knew was that you were finally letting go, sharing this with somebody else.

You held the burden for long enough and you knew - you just knew - that you trusted him. A deep-rooted type of fear of being left in the dust again sits dormant in the pit of your stomach. But trust, you had - so trust, you believe.

Your eyelids grew heavy as your breath evened out, you fought the urge to fall asleep again but the comforting soothes were too much for your tired body so you gave in. You swore this was the most you have slept in a really long time. With your schedules, you were grateful enough to even get past four hours of sleep.

Things will definitely take time to go back to how they were before the incident. Maybe you will never be how you used to be. Maybe this scar will never heal. But you knew that you would heal. This would will leave a scar that serves as a battle reminder - that you were strong and will always be strong. So as you let yourself lose in Jungkook’s arms, you knew that you could trust him. You didn’t know what life would throw in your path but you were certain that this man - and you, would stand for each other.

Trust.

You were certain.

Trust.

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