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i love the idea of an obliviously op reader. like a reader who is just as (if not more) powerful than those at the top of the food chain, and yet has no idea about it.

you casually bump into gojo satoru on the street and- what the fuck? you passed through his infinity? huh?

while he’s stood there having a bit of a crisis you’re on your merry way to buy some snacks for yourself.

i’m specifically thinking about a reader like this in shibuya.

passing by mahito only to point and grin at him, “cool cosplay! i don’t recognise the character, but you look great!”

he giggles, placing a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to disfigure you, to turn you into some misshapen monster that’ll join the ranks of the others-

you blink at him, tilting your head a little, only to then place your hand on his shoulder too. you stare at each other for a moment.

“that was weird. see ya!” and then you leave him there oh-so-casually.

sukuna is in disbelief when he sees you- his domain should’ve wiped out everyone in the area? who the fuck are you?

and you just stroll up to him cheerfully, “man, i love your tats! where did you get them? i’m considering getting some, but-“

he lifts his palm, you should immediately burst into flames-

“high-five!”

and then you leave him to just stand there in confusion, continuing on your way.

it’s the fact that you cannot perceive the danger you are in that makes the world around you all the less dangerous.

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pins & needles

summary: how various jjk men react to ur new/unnoticed piercings! incl. nanami, gojo, geto, choso

warnings: veryyyyyyy suggestive (esp in nanami's), (new) piercings, geto's & nanami's is a new relationship type thing. excuse any typos pls😞. 18+ mdni!

a/n: i got like 3 new piercings over the weekend, this is just self indulgent and cute methinks. also tyyy for 700 :3, i'm trying so hard to get over the writer's block. love u all!

choso + smiley piercing!

"i've never been happier to see you," choso groans as soon as he enters your dorm, kicking off his shoes at the door. though his voice is monotone, you can infer he's tired, worn out from a day's work and fighting curses.

"rough day?" you scoot over in bed to allow room for your boyfriend, smoothing out the sheets and flipping your blanket up.

"very." the singular word is the only response choso gives before beginning to strip his uniform right in front of you. as you're watching intently, choso gets almost completely naked before grabbing some clothes he'd left over; a pair of baggy pants and an "i heart my girlfriend" shirt that you gifted him, and lazily putting them on.

"i did something today, cho," you inform him, and choso’s attention immediately snaps to you, eyes showing that he was obviously wondering.

"what’d you do?"

you give him a bright smile, all the teeth in your mouth shown to him, the shiny ring glistening atop your pretty gums. choso’s brows furrow together, his pupils coming to realize there was something new in your mouth, something different about your smile.

"what’s…that?" he asks, stepping closer and closer and eventually sitting on the bed with you. you giggle at his curious looking, his eyebrows still knitted together in an inquisitive way.

"a piercing, silly," you inform him, carefully flipping up your top lip to show where the jewelry went through the frenulum of your inner lip.

"does it hurt?" choso leans in even more, straightening his eyes with the freshly pierced hole in your mouth.

"not really, just a little bit," you tell him, letting go of your lip and pressing a quick peck to choso’s lips. it catches him off-guard, choso’s face lights up red because he thought he couldn’t kiss you. smiling triumphantly, you pull away from your boyfriend.

"it—um—it looks really pretty on you." choso compliments, "can i kiss you again? please?" and he’s so sincere and sweet, always asking permission for everything. so endearing, really, even with his deep, dark voice.

needless to say, when he kisses you again, choso is making sure to flick the jewelry all around with his tongue, faintly enough to not hurt the new wound. and it becomes a habit from thereon.

gojo + bellybutton piercing!

"i missed you so much, baby."

satoru is on top of you, arms caging you in while you lay underneath him, smiling and feebly grasping the biggest part of his bicep. it had been over a month since you'd seen your husband, he'd been away on a business trip for far too long.

"did you miss me?" his words are drawn out and dramatic, like always, like he was teasing you—but he was practically always teasing you.

"yes, satoru," you blankly reply, "i missed you."

just before you can roll your eyes, gojo's kissing you, a bit enthusiastically, but you quickly melt into his touch. as annoying as he could be, you loved him, you missed him. you had longed for him the moment he left—that was a fact you couldn’t deny.

as quickly as he meets your lips, satoru leaves, disconnecting himself to trail down your torso that was draped in a way-too-expensive t-shirt of his. but the one thing that doesn't leave you is his eyes, he keeps an intense stare on your face as he moves lower and lower towards your waistline. his fingertips dance along your sides before pinching the fabric of the bottom of the shirt and slowly lifting it up.

his eyes are no longer able to stay on yours when he catches a glimpse of the sparkly blue rhinestones on each ball of the jewelry stuck through your navel. of course, you chose the shade that best matched satoru's eye color.

"no way!" satoru exclaims, beaming with a new-found excitement for the little hole in your tummy, "you actually did it?"

"yes, satoru," you repeat, threading your fingers through the white tufts of your husband's hair.

gojo's nimble fingers come to play with the jewelry—the size comparison comedic from how large his hands are. he studies the now fully healed wound, moving the jewelry all around and practically forgetting the previous heated mood.

"do you like it?" you somewhat nervously ask, intimidated by the tedious investigation of your bellybutton.

"yes, duh," satoru dramatically quips, "you think i should get one next?"

nanami + nipple piercing!

kento had tried so hard to ignore it.

you didn't mean to distract him, really. it was a simple mishap at first, not wearing a bra when kento came over. but after the first time, he didn't seem to mind, he was gentlemanly enough. his eyes stayed averted—when you were looking at him, at least—so you took it as a green flag to remain braless when he was at your house without worry.

but nanami's only a man.

so here you are, after work, after your boyfriend had come over, ranting to him in your kitchen about your boss and whatever bullshit you had to put up with that day. but your words land upon deaf ears, noise drowned out by the sight of the little hearts poking out from the shirt you're wearing. he's sat at your dining table, legs lazily spread as he half-listens to you.

"—like, what?! what else am i supposed to do in that situation?"

for the first time in your venting session, you lock eyes with kento, noticing how they flash up quickly from...your chest.

"ken?"

"um—yes?" he chokes, a little too obviously for him to not be embarrassed over.

a smug smile rests over your face, nanami was caught red handed, ogling at your boobs and the cute heart-shaped jewelry that adorned them.

"what'cha staring at?" trailing closer to him with a teasing tone in your voice, you're killing him, embarrassing the poor man as the seconds roll on. kento doesn't reply either, only a raspy breath leaving his lungs as his response. his face heats up and his expression drops, shamelessly glancing down at your chest once more—one, two—counting the peaks of your nipples through the shirt.

"i'm sorry," he finally chokes out, unable to keep his eyes from flashing up and down, to your eyes then to your chest, again and again.

without any words, you slot yourself between nanami's legs, inching your chest closer to his face. it was so funny how easily his stoic persona disintegrated under your presence. he'd never been this close to your chest—to you. and it's intoxicating to him, he's ashamed how he loses himself by simply being eye level with your boobs.

but that guilt quickly washes away when you take his hand and place it perfectly to cup your tit—index finger and thumb resting right around the pretty jewelry under your shirt.

tdlr; that's the first night your boyfriend stays over at your place.

geto + clavicle piercing!

"you look lovely tonight."

smooth as ever, geto compliments you, his voice dripping with a sweet nectar. your insides warm up despite the harsh cold outside, the thick coat draped over your frame doing little to combat the weather.

"thank you," you whisper and smile at him, stepping into the door of the fancy restaurant suguru had chosen for your date. third date, to be exact.

once you're at your table, suguru helps you shimmy the bulky jacket off your shoulders, revealing the tasteful, deep-cut top you had chosen for your date—along with the two studs on each side of your collarbone that your clothing showed off rather perfectly.

it takes suguru a few moments to notice once he sits down. he tries to strike up conversation, relying on the simple questions and responses he can utter without getting too distracted. however, within a few minutes, geto is cracking, eyes every so often flickering down to the gems that aligned your clavicle so prettily. he can't help it, because with every slight movement you make, the jewelry sparkles in the dim light of the restaurant—it's hard to ignore.

"are you okay?" you interrupt your previous dialogue when you take note of geto's increasingly hazy replies, and how he seems a bit spaced out.

"yeah," suguru swallows deeply, "i really like your—um," his pointer finger vaguely motions to his own collarbone, and you have to look down at your chest before you realize what he’s talking about.

his mouth is dry. he’d already thought you were, like, the sexiest woman on earth, but this, oh this, was just too much. geto was unsure as to why he found the piercings so distracting, so hot, but nonetheless enjoyed the view he had.

"oh, thank you!" you giggle, smiling brightly and ghosting your fingers over the piercings—you’d honestly forgotten that this would be the first time he’s seen this much of your body, and the piercings ended up being the perfect touch to make suguru lose his mind.

and he can't wait until he's able to feel on 'em, too.

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From the story I might never write

#101- Suguru fluff

#102- Mostly toji caring about you (in his own way)

#103- Toji fluff.

#104- Gojo's Wifey fluff.

#105- Nanami angst to comfort.

#106- Protecting hubby Suguru's honor.

#107- Jjk men in you office..

#108- The strongest wants to protect you.

#109- jjk men in your office 2

#110- Cooking with Nanami

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Entry 1: Sato to Sugu

Entry 2: What if's and maybe's

Entry 3: To be loved

Entry 4: Yin without Yang

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birthday gift

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SneakPeak#110.......

From the story I might never write

I was currently sitting on the kitchen slab after convincing Nanami to let me help him cook.

Now I know I am hopeless when it comes to this area but I managed to convince him. I know, I am so smart.

Although the reason I wanted to be here was so I could ogle at him. He looks so delicious wearing those sweatpants and thin cotton shirt which show his Greek god body underneath and don't even let me get started on his cute aprin. Yummmy.

"Y/n! Yn ! Hey Nanami have you- what the hell are you doing here?What the hell is she doing here? Are you planning to have your house burnt?" Shoko please shut. Please. I suddenly wish I had telepathy so could tell her to shut up.

Nanami only turned to face her after switching off the stove and raised his one brow. Me jealous. I mentally pouted. I wanna learn that too.

"What do you mean?" He crossed his hands and all I could do was drool over his biceps. I pretty sure I it was coming out of my mouth.

"She didn't tell you? She is horrible at cooking. Inviting her in the kitchen is like purposely trying to have you house burnt." Sho said like it was a universal fact.

"That is so not true. I have helped you in kitchen." I said quickly coming out of my drooling state to defend my honor.

"I asked you to boil the water because I had to use the washroom and you! madam almost set the kitchen on fire!!!!" She said with her eyebrows so high that they almost disappeared off her face.

"I so did not!!" I said with narrowed eye and at the same time telling her to shut up.

"How so?" He asked clearly finding this amusing because I may or may not have told him I was an awesome cook. I knew it was gonna bite me in the ass.

"She put the pan on the stove without actually lighting it. I mean she turned the nob on and didn't light it. So we basically had a gas leak" she exasperated.

"That was like ten seconds." I said throwing my hands up. Although I knew I had originally forgotten about lighting it. She doesn't have to know that.

"Liar. The only reason we were saved was because Suguru thought about following you to the kitchen as a precaution. He switched it off when he realised that she wasn't because she got back to stalking. " shoko looked at me pointedly. I only huffed and crossed my arms with a pout.

"Sugury said he was getting himself a glass of water. He didn't follow me." I mumbled. Beside me me Nanami chuckled and it made me smile internally.

"Of course he said that. Although even you know that's not true." She laughed like it's the funniest thing.

"Once I helped Satoru too." I said whining.

"All you did was pass him a packet of chips from the pantry. Although considering you didn't make a mess counts for something." she had the audacity to smirk. Bitch. She will so regret it when I eat all of gummy worms then we'll see who smirks. For now I settled with sticking my tongue out at her.

"Anyway I was looking for you because I was gonna go out for some work. I'll be back in an hour." With that she walked away without waiting for my reply. I shrugged.

"Soo. You lied to me." He said with one brow raised.

"That depends on how you define lying" I said smiling

"I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it?" He grinned.

"reclining you body in a horizontal position?" I screamed with a huge grin. OH MY GOD He watched teen wolf. He just quoted it. I was stiles?!!!?? I am fangirling so hard.

"You watch teen wolf." I laughed.

"Of course I did. You asked me to." He said as if I just offended him. Although his eyes twinkle as if he found treasure.

The brown in them a lighter shade. We were standing so close. I didn't realise when he had moved to stand between my legs. It was then I realised that why his eyes were so striking. Why they stood out in a room of fifty people. He had a black ring around his iris. As if holding all the colour in, preventing it from spilling out.

"I didn't think you would, with all the missions and stuff." I was still looking into his eyes as I mumbled.

"I always for time for you, love." He traced my cheek bone. He leaned in further and before I could process, his lips were on mine.

"My little liar.." He murmured and pecked me once more.

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Me, being a genie wannabe...

Hair care with Suguru

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Can you write a Suguru x fem reader where she has hair just as long as Suguru’s or heck EVEN LONGER? (Mine is past my knees 😅) would they do hair routines together? Brush eachothers hair ? Braid it? Anything and everything that you can think of 👏

No. No No no not this again! not right now!!!! This CANNOT be happening to me when I have the most beautiful of all humans waiting for me outside.

"Kitten?! All good? I heard things fall... multiple things..." Suguru knocked at the washroom door.

"Just peachy... don't worry, I'll be out soon." I glanced nervously at the door before tugging at my hair brush. Again. Nope! Still stuck.

"Alright, but lemme know if you need anything." He said, before I heard him walk away.

"Definitely!!..... gimme functioning motor skills if you can, that's the only way I'll be saved." I muttered looking at my reflection with an eyeroll.

I obviously couldn't tell the suguru geto, the man with the most perfect hair, that I couldn't perform a simple task of brushing my hair without having it tangled up in my brush.

So, with a shrug, I decided I wouldn't. I am an adult, adult enought get a hair brush out of my hair. Totally ignoring the fact that it was me who let get stuck in the first place.

I took a deep breath and tried again. Trying to reach the brush by flipping my hair to the front, with no luck. It awkwardly remained half and half on my shoulder in such a way that it was impossible to reach it properly.

"Kitten, what's happening? You have been gone ages. I am worried. Let me in, please. I need to see if you alright for myself. "

"Ru, no. I.. I.. magic!!! "

"Magic? Are you trying to tell me that you are practicing sorcery in there?" I could hear him chuckle even from inside.

Wtf? Magic? Seriously girl!!!?

"Yes. That's exactly what I am doing." I stick to my lies, ok!!! no matter how stupid.

"Then I believe as your boyfriend I have the right to see this... extracurricular of your, don't I? Open up kitten. Now." By his tone I knew he was done playing around.

"Boo... you are no fun" I grumbled as I flicked the lock of the door and moved back infront the mirror to continue my failed attempts. Totally not because of embarrassment.

"Well, now that the jig's up, I don't have magic tricks, well other than my beautiful smile and my talent to tangle my hair up. To ridiculous levels." When I didn't get any reply I looked up to see him leaning against the wall, lower half of his face covered by his long fingers.

"You can laugh, it's chill." He just hummed but I could see his eyes watering with the effort to control his amusement.

"Seriously, let it out. I don't want you to die of suffocation because I will not be attending your funeral with hair-brush hair." I couldn't help but roll my eyes as he burst out. Like stomach holding, Bending over and knee slapping laugh. It made me giggle too.

I tried to hit him with my toothpaste tube, as I whined about how rude he was being, but he just continued wiping his eyes and gasping at my expense.

"So glad my misery is entertaining for you. Now if you could please be useful and help."

"Right, of course. Come on out and sit on the bed. I just gotta pee because of all that laughing." That earned him an elbow in the belly.

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"And that girls how your generous and smart Dada helped out your clumsy mama." Suguru told our girls as he finished braiding their hair. His lips in his signature bad boy smirk that made me fall for him.

"That's not how it happened and you know it!!! I actually was doing magic and it was just a part of the performance." I huffed.

"Its OK mama, we know you are clumsy but we still love you." Nanako giggled.

"Oh! you little monsters, you better scram before I show you clumsy." And they rushed out throwing a good night as they rushed, still in fits of giggles.

"Part of the performance, huh?" Ru was leaning back on the bed, his legs in a manspread and looked at me with those lazy bed room eyes.

"Yep!! How else would have I gotten you to take care of my hair without playing damsel In distress? How else would I have convinced you to have dinner with me every night so you could also brush my hair?" I grinned cheekily, taking my place on the floor so he could brush and tie my hair too.

Just like he had been for the past 4 years without fail.

It was true though, apparently my lack of coordination made his protective side dominant. He was especially fond of my hair and refused to see them take the brunt of my quirky personality.

Hence, it was quickly decided that hair care was his department since. I obviously had no issues. We had easily fallen into the nightly routine of hair massages, oiling and brushing. Me, ofcourse only sat and looked pretty while he did the work.

Easing of knots in my hair with so much care, learning different hairstyles so he could do it for me and not importantly sharing his hair secrets, that he protected with his life. It even applied washing my hair because according to him WE DONT KNOW WHEN MY TALENT COMES FORTH, SO CANT RISK IT.

Of course, I had gotten better over the years, I like to tell myself that, but he refused to let go. Loving the routine we exchanged, even I didn't fight to hard. Why would I, when it was our love language.

Eventually the girls were born and obviously they were included in this.

I couldn't help but thank myself for my.... magic that he so willingly accepted and fit into. Maybe, it wasn't my magic rather his, to mold and fit into any crevice of my life like molten gold in cracks, to turn it from broken to beautiful.

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I would like to apologise if there are any mistakes because I got hair as short as pixie. Never had hair longer that my neck. So I really hope I did justice to your request.

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Gojo’s body irl:

argue with ur mammy about it.

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SneakPeak#109......

From the story I might never write

[Iskaed au pt.2]

Part 1 to this

I quickly got and walked around the desk, near another wooden door which lead to the washroom.

It was in the far right corner, behind the 3 seater sofa on which Toji was sitting earlier.

"Look I know you guys have a lot of shit going on but right now, I need half an hour to deal with my crisis and then I'll be all yours to get answers out of. I'll personally sit and rewatch the entire anime with you on the biggest screen possible." I tried to plea with daddy fushi, and that human version of the sky.

My tone was getting desperate because that call meant Mr. Shah was in the building already. I kept glancing at the door expecting him burst in any moment.

"What crisis?" kento asked seriously. He started to move out of his place towards me.

"One of my seniors, of sorts, is coming here for a meeting. That call was to inform me that he just stepped in the building and I need to deal with him before we proceed. He will use anything against me, therefore you all need to be hidden. It won't take very long." I looked at him and explained only the part necessary for them to understand the seriousness of my situation.

"I won't lock it. If that helps." I tried to negotiate.

I knew they will be able to hear things anyway but in case I got lucky and the meeting didn't become messy, I really didn't wanna force my issues on them. They currently had there own problems to deal with and I was old enough to deal with mine.

I looked at them hoping they would see the desperation in my eyes and FUCKING MOVE IT!

"We understand. You can have this meeting in peace but after that we require your full attention." Suguru said with finality and started pulling satoru along with him. Toji rolled his eyes and followed the group.

Satoru was about to start protesting but Suguru gave a weird look to satoru that had the later looking like schooled puppy.

Heavens above, he could have me on my knees with that look. To be fair he could have me on my knees anyway. All of them.

I was practically hyperventilating as I ushered them towards the washroom. Satoru was the last the last to enter. He paused right before entering and bent down next to my ear. "Don't know what's gotten you so troubled but if it's just a human then we can easily take him down. We still need our little guide to help us through."

The last part made me over come the romance induced coma I had gone into. I was just an investment to be protected right now. It was to be expected obviously. Infact, if he had said anything else, I would be suspicious but it hurt. Afterall his hero complex had my expectations rocketing.

"He is mine to take down but thanks for the offer." I replied flatly. Shifted away, I gestured for him to enter and shut the door.

I had only just sat down and settled my nerves along with other things that were sprawled around my desk when the devil entered my office as if it were his own.

"Mr. Shah. Please come in. To what do I owe this pleasant surprise?" I said with the sweetest smile I could muster. He was dumb enough to not catch my insult.

This is the level of IGNORANCE IS BLISS I wanna live by. Sigh....

"Let's drop the act here y/n. You know i am only worried about you, right? We both know you aren't worthy of being here, as a female your place isn't in the world of politics. It is a difficult and hard place to be, especially for someone like you." I suddenly realised he genuinely believed what he was telling me.

It wasn't meant as an insult to me but as a fact. Like earth moves around sun type. It had my blood boiling even more.

"Take this a friendly advice when I tell you to either do what I tell you to or resign. You have no clue what all I can do. Afterall women are no competition for a man." His tone turned dark by the end. Not to mention the advice, personally, didnt seen very friendly.

I was not going to be intimidated by him. I might be a loser when it came to physical fights but verbal and mental ones were my arena. It'll be over my dead body before a conservative asshole came into my office, tried to play my game and pulled one over me.

"Sir, if I am not worthy of being here then you will defeat me anyway without any extra efforts." I made myself look down and my voice small as if already defeated.

Sounding as confused and stupid as possible, I questioned "I don't understand why are you so worried about me being in my current position. Unless you are... scared... which of course YOU cannot be. After all I am just a little, inexperienced girl, right sir?" I looked at him with the biggest, most innocent puppy eyes I could muster.

Ugh... puke.

"You insolent kid!! How dare you!!! Of course I am not scared but you should be. I can finish you right now and guess what? No one will question me. Maybe I should."

He Stood up and banged his one hand on the desk, while the other went behind his back. Gun.

Shit. Shit! I Think, I miscalculated, he didn't have the brains to catch between the lines meaning. Oh gooood i was gonna die.

I scrambled to clutch the knife under my table due to his sudden aggressiveness. In my panic I held it wrong and I cut myself on it, yet held on. Him openly taking out a fucking gun made me realise how lightly I was taking this situation.

I knew of his short temper and physically abusive nature. He was more of a brute than human. Hence, why i had stuck a knife at a convenient place, in case things went off rail. Should have known that just watching action movies wasnt going to make me any less clumsy.

Suddenly a noise came from my right, the washroom to be exact and I tensed even more.

What. The. Fuck. Were they thinking. I had asked them to do one thing. One fucking thing. Stay quite. How hard could it be!!!

Suguru come out of the washroom, shut the door, stood in the same corner, facing me, with his hand behind his back.

"I apologise for the delay ma'am. I hope there wasn't any issue." He said the second line looking at the illiterate human.

"N.. No. It's quite alright." I jumped at the lifeline he extended towards me. I would be a fool not to. Him as my gaurd was the perfect act.

Shah's hand stilled. He may be a fool but not enough to cause a scene in front of someone whose sole purpose was to protect me. With a tightness in his posture he said instead "Think about what I said, and think hard."

"Of course sir. Like you said, I am a little slow with these things, I hope you will take me under your wing and teach me." I replied. It took everything in me to not let my lose tongue ruin the situation anymore. He had to leave and fast, i had no clue how much longer i could bite my tongue.

"Ofcourse. Now see that was a smart move. I'll be going now. I'll send you the instructions as soon as possible. I don't have to say this but make sure you keep this a secret." I only nodded at this but he didn't wait to see. Turning around to leave even before he completed his sentence.

"Motherfucking, raisin dicked bitch. Pretty sure he was taking it in his ass when 21st century started. Its like Noaya reincarnated into this asshole. M'fing soulmates." I was flinging out of my chair the moment my office door shut.

I threw the knife somewhere and the blood from my cut splayed all over the floor. My palm was bleeding like crazy. The adrenaline in my body so high that I barely cared about it.

Everyone filed out as I entered the washroom, trying to open the tiny cabinet which was hung above the mirror.

Who the fuck had this great idea. Motherfucking giants!!!

I was fuming at this point. My motions erratic. I needed a cigarette but needed to clean the bloody fountain before that. Pun intended.

Just because I am bleeding doesn't mean I have to lose my humor ;》

I did not care one bit about my fictional husbands seeing me turn into an angry bull. Right now, every human which was anything close to a male was my enemy.

Suddenly someone held my wrist and tried to pull me down from the sink which I was halfway on top of.

"DO NOT TOUCH ME!!!" I nearly growled, whipping my head around I looked Into the chest of satoru.

"Woah!! I am just trying to help. Put the claws away kitten." He hadn't let go of my wrist. That along with his remark only infuriated me more.

"I do not need any help from you men. I am not some damsel In distress that needs saving all the time. Especially not from someone who has pebbles for brains." Suguru had moved next to satoru. He had that cautious look again, the bitch-has-lost-it-take-it-easy-she-might-bite one. It suddenly made me realise how I was targeting the wrong people.

They hadn't done anything but help me when I almost got my head shot. Although before I could Apologies he said "We never said that you NEEDED it but you might wanna take a look round. You are losing way too much blood. That can't be good for you. We don't think you are incapable of doing something but we just wanna help out. Let us?" I nodded and stepped off the sink.

As satoru helped me move out of the washroom. I looked around and realised I really did create a mess. There was a tiny puddle of blood where I sat, the knife was about a foot away from my chair in another tiny puddle. There was a trail of droplets from the desk to washroom and let's not even begin with my clothes.

Toji was moving around the office, like a sniffer dog. Kento sat in the sofa. He looked at my hand and almost seemed sad about it. I was placed between him and satoru, on my right. Still holding the bleeding hand.

Kento shifted forward, with his handkerchief and pressed onto my palm. Everything had started to shift around me. Losing that much blood was probably a bad idea.

I put my head back and relaxed. Suddenly not having the strength to even sit straight, let alone to bother with my stinging palm. Suguru came and sat on the coffee table with a box. He made a quick work of cleaning my cut.

"Hey!! hey! Get up. Drink this. Come on you can't just dose off after creating a scene like this." Kento was pressing a water bottle to my lips while satoru tapped my face to get my attention.

"Yeah yeah.. God forbid a girl gets some rest here." I said without any bite to my words. I was immensely thankful for their presence. The tiny black out taht i just experienced had stopped the room from spinning. 

I took the bottle from kento and gulped it down. Feeling a bit better. "Thank you. I should have said it before but i was busy getting a but emotional, if you noticed." I said sheepishly.

"Also the pebble brain comment was absolutely not for anyone of you, just for the record." I added as an after thought. This made the ying-yang pair chortle, even kento smiled.

Next>> part 3

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not enough hints

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Guys!!! Suggestion time!!!! Please recommend some suguru or satosugu non angst fics .. please I need it!!!!!!

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Suguru Geto from Jujutsu Kaisen

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a soul he refused to curse

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Why do you wear a high collar, Gojo-sensei?

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