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A Moment of Peace.

a/n. I TRIED LOL . requested by my fav mutual ever @chuuqxs ♡

syn. A old memory of you gently coaxing Shoko to take a break and catch some much-needed rest. That memory always seemed to drift into your mind when your laying in bed with her.

wc. 1.3k+ warnings. none [shoko ieiri x f!reader]

She was so beautiful. She was like a flower, a flower that was often overlooked by passersby. Like a flower, she had a delicate beauty that sometimes went unnoticed. But anyone who took the time to look a little closer would see the brilliance and resilience that resided within her.

And obviously, Y/n would be the type to look into her, to dig deeper into her life during that time, or at least she tried to. She just wanted to be in her life. But hey, trying is always a good thing. It may lead to something not going your way, but when you take those small chances, those chances that you might not think would make a big impact on your life, somehow do.

"You're tired," you said, breaking the silence. You spoke softly, your words almost coming out as a whisper. Leaning against her office door with your arms crossed, one hand empty but the other filled with a cup of coffee, your black bomber jacket crinkling slightly with every arm movement. A small smirk, one that could be mistaken for a smile, graced your lips. It was an overly sweet one, though.

She looked up from her paperwork, the pen still in between her index and middle finger "I wouldn't have guessed," She couldn't help but let her lips curl into a faint smile. Whenever she saw you and spoke, she felt like several boulders were getting lifted off her shoulders. Or at least, that's what you allowed yourself to think, "I thought you would've gone home by now, especially at a time like this." Shoko leaned onto her chair, swiveling around a little as her gaze shifted from you, to the clock, then back to you.

Y/n hummed, contemplating if her answer was appropriate to say "Would you like my answer to be.. 'I just wanted to see you'?" Her voice slightly wavering, tinged with a little hopefulness. She could see Shoko's eye bags and tired expression from here. Hopefully Y/n could convince her to take a break, even if it was a small one.

"I would." The brown-haired, tired woman said, her face partially obscured by strands of her hair, her gorgeous yet weary eyes framed by dark, puffy shadows – a clear tell-tale sign of sleep deprivation. The small, dark mole on her left cheek somehow added to her beauty instead of detracting from it. It was a wonder that no one was with her, yet.

You couldn't help but smile lightly as you pushed yourself off the wall and moved closer, leaning over her desk. Your jacket brushed against some of her unfinished paperwork, and carefully, you placed the coffee down on the desk, making sure not to spill any. With a tender gesture, you lifted your hand and grazed your fingertips over her forehead, gently pushing aside strands of her hair.

Your head was cocked slightly, your arm retracted, as you looked down at her sitting figure. Your mind was constantly consumed with thoughts of her, her presence the present in your thoughts. She was the center of it, the focal point of your mind. These days, it was all that seemed to be on your mind, a hazy whirlpool of thoughts about her, and only her.

Damn it all, shes good.

You muttered under your breath, your gaze drifting to the side. "You take such good care of others, yet neglect yourself." This wasn't a novel observation. She knew it well enough. Her brows furrowed as she replied, her voice tinged with a mix of defensiveness and resignation. "I can't take a break... The injuries and deaths are mounting daily," she retorted. "and besides," she continued, her tone softening just a touch, "when was the last time you took a break yourself, hm?" Silence settled over the office.

Y/n looked back to her, a sigh escaping her lips. "We.. could take a break together? A quick nap and I could help you with your er.. paperwork- yeah? ..Does that sound good?" Y/n awaited for her answer, hoping she'd agree so she can just hold her and let her have some peace of mind.

Shoko closed her eyes momentarily, her thoughts weighing the pros and cons of accepting. If she was to accept, she'd finally snooze and relax. But she still does have tons of paperwork and that could mess up her schedule..

"Alright.." she opened her eyes as she got up, going to Y/n's side. She took her hands and intertwined her fingers with hers. The coldness of her own hand a stark contrast to the warmth of Y/n's palm.

A smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as relief washed over her, thankful that she had finally agreed to take some time off.

As the two entered the teacher's lounge, a chill immediately sent a shiver through the air, seeping into nearby rooms. They made their way to the couch, where Shoko settled into her seat, her left leg draped over her right, still holding Y/n's hand in hers.

Her shoulder softly pressing against yours, her hand resting on your lap, her head instinctively finding comfort in the crook of your shoulder. Eyes shut tight, her head tilted against yours, the soft locks of your h/c hair mingling with hers.

You hummed a gentle tune, your lips curving into a soft smile. Turning your gaze downwards, you placed a sweet kiss on the top of her head. Shoko shifted closer, her free hand gliding gently under your chin, gently lifting it to meet her gaze. With tender affection, she pressed a delicate kiss onto the tip of your nose.

Her touch was incredibly delicate, yet it felt like it sent a tingly, energetic sensation through you. It felt like it provided motivation to do a bunch of push-ups, back-to-back, without stopping.

Thoughts hurried in your mind;

'What lotion does she use.. And how does she have the time–'

'I could kiss her all night.'

'I'm so utterly in love with this woman.'

More quickly flooded in your brain- rushing in a frantic pace. But, before her hand left your chin, it all stopped, she went back to trying to take the rest she so badly needed.

Y/n remembered how her and her love had fallen asleep, not just for a brief nap, but for more than three hours.. Oops.

And of course, you were the first to be woken up – from Satoru Gojo himself. His clicks from his phone might have been the main reason you woke up. It was funny, but a little annoying – still haven't told her about that to this day.

The memory fluttered into your mind like a gentle breeze, warm and comforting. You turned your head to glance at Shoko, lying peacefully next to you in bed. The way the light from the windows cascaded over her, casting a warm glow on her features, only added to the tranquility of the moment. Her brunette strands cascaded across her face shone with light and each breath she took caused her chest to rise and fall in a steady rhythm. She appeared completely at ease, as if all the weight of the world had been lifted off her shoulders.

You looked back to the ceiling, weakly bringing your arm up to see your hand. The ring on your finger glimmered in the curves of the curtains from the window light, a band made of polished silver, with a large oval diamond set in the center. Flanking the main stone were several smaller diamonds, their shine catching the light and casting tiny rainbows on your skin.

You looked back at her and let your lips curved up smoothly, your eyelashes fluttered delicately, creating soft, delicate shadows on your cheeks as you gazed at her. She was the woman you adored beyond measure, the only person you could imagine spending eternity with, the one you would choose to marry in every single universe.

Patreon Requests I asked for by @zoe-oneesama a few months back ^-^

I want to say thank you so much again for bringing my lesbian children to life, heh. If and when I'm able, I'd love to commission you again to draw my other OCs too cuz I'm just so in love with your art, ahh

( If you read this Zoe, I'm always sending you the best wishes. Take care and hopefully all is well 💚 )