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serengelic · 5 days ago

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Thinking about.....

Nerd!Gojo who’d spotted you from across the lecture hall at the introductory seminar for his psych course. Glasses – they looked like those blue light ones – perched on the bridge of your nose, undivided attention on…your phone. Not like he’d blame you for it in the slightest, the beginning was just basic introductions to the professor and to the course. Not that he’d ever judge you, he doesn’t know you.

Yet, at least.

Nerd!Gojo who assumes that you’d sit in that same spot the next class and seats himself in the row behind. Not to talk to you or anything but to make it a likelihood if you’d decided to do it first. Better behind you than half a class away. He thanks the gods under his breath as you find your seat right where he’d expected. Tough luck for the person who’d claimed this seat first day, this would be his for the rest of the semester.

Nerd!Gojo who kind of has to brand himself as a bit of a liar. Who cares little for etiquette in the next class and seats himself in the seat right next to where you’re usually sat, kind of sort of counting the minutes till you pop into class with your cute little glasses for reading and your pretty outfits. You’re obviously quite confused by the new face in the adjacent seat, a face you’d sworn you’d seen occupying the seat behind you last class but you think nothing of it and flash him a quick smile. A mere 2 minutes to class starting didn't leave much time for chatting with the new (sort of) familiar face. Class ends soon enough, and with the next one being half way across campus with 20 minutes to get there according to your watch, packing quickly is imperative.

Nerd!Gojo kind of wants to slap himself upside the head because even an entirely unneeded request of sharing your textbook would’ve opened up a damn line of communication with you. But no, he’d sat there, attention half on some lecture on the foundations of psych, half on the too pretty you sat next to him. Honey and sunshine, the slightest tinge of something sweet - he’s not sure he’s smelt anyone better. He wonders if that’s just your natural scent, thinks he’d like to get closer to figure out the notes. Thinks you'd slap him upside the head yourself for the creepy thought.

Nerd!Gojo takes his chance on the 5th meeting or so. The most he’d gotten out of you was a smile each time and stupid him would freeze up the tiniest bit, uncharacteristically. Nerd!Gojo wasn’t the unsociable type at all but it seemed like he just couldn’t…well, couldn’t exactly talk to someone like you? Super pretty, kind of intimidating? He’s unsure of how it’d been easy as hell to become friends with notoriously intimidating Suguru but this feels different.

Nerd!Gojo who uses his totally real interest in scents (seriously) to create that line of communication he’d been looking for all this while. 2 weeks later. A simple ‘You smell really good’ in passing, eyes moving from his laptop mid note up to the presentation, feeling the heat of your gaze at the side of his face.

Nerd!Gojo who has no idea how long you’d been waiting for him to make conversation, holy fucking shit. 5th times the charm right? You’d think the smiles every time and the attempts at conversation would’ve made it more obvious. “Thanks! It’s this insanely expensive one I saw online.”

Nerd!Gojo who’s surprised at how easily the conversation flows from that point on. To perfume, to not perfume, to things completely unrelated. Limited to the time limit of the lecture and between paying attention and taking notes - you both had to pass after all. With a slot left free with no class scheduled, same as you, Nerd!Gojo takes his chance to ask as you’re both packing. Big ass leap of faith. “Coffee since you’re not too busy?”

Nerd!Gojo who kind of wants to do backflips from your acceptance, even as you two are walking to a cozy little shop tucked away on campus. You chat all the way to the shop, from classes to hobbies, surface level and a little deeper. He expects company and coffee, a chance to make a new friend. Nerd!Gojo who hadn’t at all expected the impromptu date vibe (unless that’s what this was). Bright eyed under those black rimmed glasses perched on his nose, attention undivided on everything you as you speak. Your goal here, a sort of shitty professor and such. Again, the conversation just flows, smooth as butter and he’s so glad for it, so glad for how easily you’d clicked that day.

─────────────────────୨ৎ───────────────────── Nerd!Gojo who’s filled with an almost unhealthy amount of giddiness every time he thinks back to the sort of low effort convo opener because if not for that he’s not sure you’d have the foundation you’d have now. Friends for 7 months, quite literally dancing around each other for 2 of those before he stopped being a pussy and asked you out.

Nerd!Gojo who’s stood outside your lecture hall with the prettiest little bouquet of your fave flowers, an early gift for the celebration of 2 years official. The grin that splits on his lips comes easy when your face brightens as you step out, swept up into thick arms, kiss planted right to the center of his mouth.

Nerd!Gojo who didn't have to change how he acts at all because you like him like that..? All calculus jokes and ink stained fingertips – action figures and marvel. He could ramble on and on about any of his interests and you, in your own words wanted to ‘kiss his face raw’. He thinks he likes the idea of you doing just that.

Nerd!Gojo who absolutely adores you and pampers you every opportunity he gets because according to him ‘who else would he pamper if not his pretty baby.’ Pampered with gifts, pampered with affection. You don’t think you can go more than a couple hours without a kiss to your nose, your lips. Maybe a press of soft lips to the back of your hand. He doesn’t let you go long without it, of course. Showers you in affection a reasonable amount. His mouth on you comes like little microdoses and now you’re not sure how long you can last without it.

Nerd!Gojo who seemingly loves calling you every pet name under the sun, baby being his most preferred. You’d get sunshine here and there too. Nerd!Gojo who doesn’t believe in the fuckass honeymoon phase because he feels the same way for you he’d felt day 1 up till now.

Nerd!Gojo who still kind of has shitty but effective study methods. Who is sort of shit at taking care of himself at times. Pre-You Gojo had himself properly hooked on energy drinks to stay up late -- something about working better at night -- barely leaving his dorm on weekends just for needed recharge. There’s obviously less of that with Post-You him. Less energy drinks, more doing assignments together when you got a chance.

The slightest yawn and he’d be tugged against your smaller frame like he is now, stupid dorm bed too small to accommodate the both of you but you’d somehow always make it work. Head on the softness of your chest, the lightest scrape of nails against his scalp emptying his thoughts with ridiculous ease.

Nerd!Gojo who thanks the damn heavens for too expensive perfume and even better coffee as you kiss his temple, warm and happy as he dozes off.