#Gojo is like “i'm not payed enough for this” and falls asleep on the floor of exhaustion hahahah

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Some of my headcanons of what could happen after the battle

Which Gege will definitely not do let's be honest, there is gonna be a time skip, no character interaction and depression but oh well

Love the Gojo and Yuji one, will post that one separately hahah :D

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

MICKEY MY BELOVED this gave me cavities i expect u to pay for my visit to the dentist get ready for the bill

I LOVED THIS SM ur gojo makes me feel so soft and tender :(((((((( i HAD to rb it like this bc there were too many moments and lines i adored wbk ur writing makes me melt into a puddle……

or the little pout that tugs on his lips - the grumpiest and the fakest one to ever be conjured in the history of the world. you know it's fake; you've seen the care and devotion the little boy puts into the cards and the art he makes, always promising to show them to his keeper in a hushed voice.

LITTLE GUMI & PAPA GOJO MY ANGELS WAHHHHHH MCIKEY i love them so much :(((( READER BEING A KINDERGARTEN TEACHER IS SOOOOO CUTE AND GENIUS this really was just the fluffiest thing ever …… gumi desperately trying to act like he doesn’t love his silly little father figure <333 he’s not fooling anyone!!!

eyeing the little sea urchin from the corner of your eye.

LIL SEA URCHIN ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ sobbbb i miss him so fucking much i miss him and his shadow the hedgehog haircut OUR LIL SEA URCHINNNN 💔💔💔 baby gumi rlly is the cutest ever

after a while you can feel him melt into you, his talk almost slurring, his eyes growing heavy. deciding to put away the phone, you move in your spot but a pair of hands clutch onto your arm. "'m not going anywhere." you assure him with a gentle smile as your hand finds its way into his hair, pushing through the unruly strands. he doesn't look at you, hiding his face into your shoulder.

m not going anywhere 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i looovveee this reader and how sweet they are, how they manage to get lil gumi to be vulnerable with them even though he’s so guarded :(((( their dynamic is just the cutest!!! and mickey the way u describe lil gumi…. should genuinely be illegal my teeth are ROTTING from the sweetness he would give me sm cuteness aggression and i don’t even like kids PHDJDH.. aaa and him hiding his face in your shoulder 🥺🥺 love how this habit comes back later too, it’s so adorable and in character for him wahhhhhh :((

"i-i miss him." his little hands stay clutching onto your sleeve, not enough to stretch the material but just enough to let you know how hard this is for him. how he's taking the big step, how he's inviting you in with a shaky voice. the hand in his dark hair never stops its movements, staying combing through it, feeling him nuzzle deeper into you. "oh, sweetheart. i'm sure you do." you hum quietly. "he's gonna be back really soon though. i promise."

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MICKEY 😥😥😥😥 sniffle… ow ow ow my heart ACHED when i got to this line IT HURTS SM BC BABY GUMI IS SO GRUMPY BUT HE REALLY DOES LOVE GOJO ……. 😔😔😔😔 he misses him!!!!!! little baby!!!!!!!!! it’s so hard for him but he’s trusting u not to make fun of him :(((( tearing up over this dynamic reader is just so sweet and patient i need them fr and gumi is obv so fond of them too…..

you stay like that for almost two hours - sitting in the bean bag with your arm locked securely in megumi's hold as he's letting out small little snores. you don't mind. you don't mind at all.

”you don’t mind. you don’t mind at all.” i fell to the floor this line made me melt AAUUUGGHHHH THIS IS JUST SO CUTE I CAN’T TAKE IT 😞😞😞😞😞😞 falling asleep on ur shoulder!!!!! in the bean bag!!!!!! like he’s a lil kitten 🥺🥺🥺 reader is so real i could NOT wake the little urchin up!! he’s too cute!!!! no disturbing the baby’s sleep!!!!!

and how the kids say bye... some of them hug you, some of them land a fat smooch on your cheek, one of them always shakes your hand (very firmly)(a lot of people could learn a thing from him). 

I WOULD LOVE TO MEET THE KID WHO SHAKES THEIR HAND PWHPDIDJFHFH THAT’S SO FUCKING FUNNY a whole businessman of a child…….. AND I ADOREEEE HOW MUCH READER LOVES THEIR KIDDOS they’re just so full of warmth and affection wahhhhhhh :<

tearing your eyes from the sun, you turn to meet the man and oh... his mouth is ajar as if he was about to yell out for megumi in the most dramatic way possible (he was). his crystal blue eyes shine in the very same light you were just basking in, taking in the sight before him. his lips close and reform into the warmest smile before he's whispers a small hi.

i know i’ve said this several times already BUT I ACTUALLY MELTED OK 😥😥😥😥😥😥 first of all gojo being fully prepared to shout MEGUMIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII at the top of his lungs is so funny to me PHDJFJFJFJ he’s silly <33333 and!!! the lil ”hi” 🥺🥺🥺 such a tiny word but it just feels so tender here. and i can see this scene so vividly mickey….. the intimacy and peace and sunlight and everything !!!!! it’s so fond :(((( AND THIS FEELS LIKE SUCHHHH A FATED MEETING TOO R U KIDDING ME i’ll get to this later but i fully interpret this as a reincarnation au btw………….. they’re soulmates <333 and they both felt it the instant their eyes met i just KNOW it…..

satoru's smile widens at that. "he's kept you locked up for two hours?" raising your hand from megumi's hair, you cover your mouth, hiding a grin. "he's cute, no harm done." satoru hums. "he is. pretty sure you're the first teacher to see him like this." "yeah." lowering your hand back down, you brush a few strands from his eyes, making his nose scrunch up and making the two of you swoon over the pouty kid. "i'm very honored."

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i’m gonna be repeating myself a lot here mickey but this is just SO cute and warm and sappy and fond and sweet this whole fic tasted like the fruitiest freshest little treat… it tastes like vanilla ice cream and cherries……… AND I LOVE THE WAY TORU AND READER INTERACT i’ll get to that later too but i just lovveeeee their dialogue and the way they bond over being so so fond of gumi!! their baby </3

satoru's eyes flick back to you. there's a certain softness in them, despite the deep dark purple peeking out from underneath the skin under them. 

NOT THE EYEBAGS NOOOOOOOO TAT…… mickey this hurt me on a physical level i need that man tucked into bed ASAP ‼️‼️‼️

"i'm glad he has you."

UUEE😥😥😔😔UUEUUEEEE🥺🥺😭😭😔😔UUUUEUEEEEUUUE😭😭😭😥😥😥🥺🥺UUEUEU🥺🥺🥺😭😭UUEUEUEUEUEU😔😔😔😞😞😞😭😭 i feel so soft. god i can’t even imagine how relieved toru must be to know his baby is in good hands :(((( the trust he’s giving reader here!!!!

lowering your head, you confess: "i have to go to the bathroom so badly." he almost doubles over, holding a palm over his mouth, hiding the laughter ready to burst out. you try to glare at him but it's useless - you're holding your laughter with him a second after.

THEIR DYNAMIC IS JUST SO PLAYFUL AND FOND AND WARM i’m CONVINCED that they’re soulmates u can’t trick me mickey…… like they just FEEL like old friends yk???? have i mentioned that i love ur character dynamics bc i DO they always feel so real and loving and vivid <3333 i’m obsessed.

"and yes, my arm is dead but c'mon, how was i supposed to say no to this?" as if on cue, megumi lets out a content breath, his lips molding into his usual little pout, which in return makes the two of you look at him fondly. again. "no, don't worry. i understand - he's a real charmer." 

AGAIN WITH THIS DYNAMIC them and their sleepy lil sea urchin baby 🥺🥺🥺🥺 no because i get it if baby gumi fell asleep on my shoulder all pouty my heart would literally melt through the floorboards he’s the cutest little guy in the world

"he missed you that's all." it's so quiet. not even a whisper but satoru hears the words loud and clear. his eyes fall to his boy once more, something so tender in them - making your own heart beat a little louder. "but don't tell him i told you. i promised i wouldn't." "never. i'd never take this from you." he rests his one hand beside your thigh on the bean bag, while the other goes to smooth over his cheek. the poor boy would die of embarrassment if he were to witness all this affection bestowed upon him. "thank you for telling me."

me personally if i was satoru i’d hold my breath and try to die PEJDIHDJDJFUUF NO BUT MICKEY I ADOREEEEEEE THIS SCENE i wanna cry it’s so :((((( it’s so so intimate i can see it so clearly in front of me……,, toru must feel so so guilty </3 AND JUST. ”never. i’d never take this from you.” this fic is just brimming with trust and vulnerability and tenderness it’s so special to me 😥😥😥 gumi being too embarrassed to get showered in affection 🥺🥺🥺 this fic healed me entirely i think

your gazes meet again, the love in them mixing together into a warm goo, filling the room and connecting the three of you forever.

SOULMATES I’M TELLING YOU ‼️‼️‼️ they’re found family i’ve decided. there’s something so wonderful about meeting someone and just knowing that they’re going to become special to you and that’s exactly how this whole fic feels i’m so floored actually. mickey the vibe u have conjured up here is so vivid and special i have no choice but to eat it pls fetch me my knife and fork dear husband 🙏🙏

you're certain you know him. or maybe knew him in another life; whatever the case, you were meant to meet again.

okay so the reincarnation au thoughts started here sadly i did NOT snuff it out from the ari/mickey hivemind BUT THIS LINE MADE ME SOOOO INSANE ”you were meant to meet again” DO U HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU’RE DOING TO ME… 😔😔 the instant connection between them just makes my heart feel so full I LOVE THEM I DOOO

you thank him but he casually brushes it off as if it wasn't a big deal, as if he did it on instict, his fingers already itching to do things for you.

SATORU ACTS OF SERVICE GOJO LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOOOO I LOVE HIM TO THE MOON AND BACK he’s itching to ease your burden to service you to make you smile and laugh ohhhhh he’s so husband coded :(((((((

"you heard nothing." ”this is who's been taking care of the kids? wow, does the faculty know of the foul mouth you're sporting?"

THEIR BANTER IS SOOOOO SOFT AND SWEET AND FOND THEY BOUNCE OFF EACH OTHER SO EFFORTLESSLY i really am in awe of u like. i KNOW these people i feel like i know them they’re my friends. there’s just something so real and familiar in the way they speak hhhhh.. i miss going to school PHDIFVFUFBXJB I’M ……… i’m just…… craving the sunny afterschool vibe……… uni isn’t the same….. :’3

"hey, gumi." satoru's voice stills the boy. his body doesn't move, his eyes alone turning from you to the source of the voice. and the second his green eyes meet the blue ones - he's burying his face into the crook of satoru's neck. you observe their little reunion; megumi's hands are so tight around his neck, most certainly choking the man but he doesn't mind. he doesn't mind at all. satoru's arms wrap around the boy, holding him safe and sound right to his chest, to his heartbeat. "missed me?" megumi grumbles something into him, something unintelligible but most definitely something that resembles a kid's insult. satoru's mischievous eyes meet yours and you bite your lip, trying to look as stern as possible when the both of you know that you're just holding back another beautiful smile.

disregard all my previous lies THIS made me melt. actually melt. my bones are spaghetti. I CAN’T EVEN EXPLAINNNN THE WAY MY HEART BURST THE WAY I STARTED GIGGLING THE WAY I WANT TO PUT THIS FIC INTO MY CHEST SO I’LL ALWAYS FEEL THIS SOFT the gumi/gojo dynamic here is so PRECIOUS i really do adore them sm…….. gumi can pretend and pretend but toru knowsssssss ofc he knows!!!!!!! gumi loves him so much :(((( and toru loves him right back <3333 tucking him into his chest like a fuzzy papa bear 🥺🥺🥺 AND AND AND ”but he doesn’t mind. he doesn’t mind at all.” u rlly thought this line would sneak past me 🤨🤨….. MORE EVIDENCE FOR THE REINCARANTION AU him and reader are even sharing lines!!!!! this repetition genuinely made me feel so soft though they’re both sooooo willing to give gumi the love he deserves :((( sob..

he hums back, green eyes finding safe haven in yours. 

SUCH A PRETTY LINE so tender….. :<

(…) making the man laugh loudly. this is the first time you hear it for real. it ripples through his whole body, his chest - shaking megumi as it does, it bounces off the walls of the room and finds its way to you and your ears. it's irresistible - you can't not respond with the same when he does it, the current just pulling you along. and it'll keep you for a long time.

HE HAS A GORGEOUS FUCKING LAUGH I JUST KNOW IT I KNOW IT IN MY HEART AND MY SOUL it’d be so loud and contagious.. and i would fall madly in love after hearing it exactly once THE WAY U DESCRIBED IT HERE HAS ME SO WEAK :((((((((( i miss our sappy loud joyous guy so much 💔💔 also ”it’ll keep you for a long time” THEY’RE MEANT TO BEEE THEY’LL KEEP RUNNING INTO EACH OTHER ROMCOM STYLE I FEEL IT SO DEEPLY I’M ROOTING FOR THESE TWO!!!

"it was nice to meet you. finally." "oh, you've been waiting for this?" ... yeah, you walked right into that one, you admit your unfortune, but luckily megumi is there to save you by giving him a hard nudge on the back. "okay, okay, little guy.... can't even hit on his teachers in peace..."

HE’S SOOOO SHAMELESS I LOVE HIM also this line made me go crazy but i’m abt to get to that in just a sec:

"it was really nice meeting you too. finally."

OKAY SO. this HAS to be a reincarnation au right…………… THAT’S JUST MY OWN INTERPRETATION BUT IT FEELS SO RIGHT and it just makes this line hit soooooooooo so hard????? FINALLY. finally we meet again!!!!! i missed you!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i didn’t know i missed you until now but i did!!!!!!!!!!!! hhhhhh i’m so weak for it mickey i feel so moved by this :((((((( there’s endless fondness and chemistry between them and it just feels so right for them to meet???? to love each other?????? this fic rlly has the biggest shoujo manga / romcom vibes it’s making me feel so sappy i need them to kiss and giggle into each other’s lips bc they’re just sooooo giddy and it feels like they’ve done it a million times before but it’s also so new and fun and it feels so right (doctors break in and pull me away from my phone)

(also. i’m just thinking abt... howl’s moving castle…. how sophie tells howl that she’ll find him in the future in that One scene and then in the beginning of the movie when they first meet he tells her he’s been looking everywhere for her :(( ow ow ow. rip satoru gojo u would’ve loved watching howl’s moving castle w ur s/o so u could point at the screen and go ”that’s us babe <33”)

"they said fuck." the boy whispers. "fuck yeah." he laughs before he ruffles megumi's hair, finally making their way over to his car. "by the way, you're an awful wingman, buddy..."

AND THISSSS WHAT A LOVELY ENDING the humour in ur fics always gets me smiling TORU U AWFUL GUARDIAN DON’T SWEAR IN FRONT OF THE URCHIN >:((((( gumi being an awful wingman is so real to me btw gojo is NOT getting any bitches and gumi will make sure it stays that way until he finds someone who gains the urchin’s approval <3333 except in this case it backfires bc gumi likes reader TOO much and gojo needs to prove himself worthy of u first LMAO

AAAAAAA MICKEY MY ANGEL MY BELOVED i am reading this righttttt before going to sleep so i’m just full of sleepy vibes and soft feelings this was such a treat 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i know i’m repeating myself but!!!!!! i love ur toru fics sm…… they just give me so much serotonin it’s crazy this felt like a big hug and a bunch of sunkisses the tenderness rlly is so so palpable!!!! the Vibes of all ur fics are always sooooo so distinct and this one was no exception it’s so warm and fuzzy and nostalgic :(((( sniffle sniffle. save me sunny afterschool vibe… save me……..

anyway in conclusion i love u and i love this and i love gojo TYSM FOR FEEDING US <3333333 gonna dream abt this fic and sleep so nicely 💤💤💤

☆. contains: satoru gojo x gn!reader, ~3k wc, fluff!!!, non-curse au, idk what this timeline is but both reader and satoru are adults and gumi is tiny + reader is his kindergarten teacher, not my best but fuck it we ball

you love you job. genuinely. you love taking care of the kids, teaching them, caring for them. and that of course applies for megumi, too. he's a pretty quiet kid, very straightforward and doesn't seem too affected by his guardian being away on a work trip when you ask him about it. you've never met the guy but it always makes you snicker whenever megumi's nose scrunches when he's brought up. or the little pout that tugs on his lips - the grumpiest and the fakest one to ever be conjured in the history of the world. you know it's fake; you've seen the care and devotion the little boy puts into the cards and the art he makes, always promising to show them to his keeper in a hushed voice.

but then one day... he's a quieter than usual, stares at you a little more than usual (he's so sure you don't see him)(or the way he's fiddling with the hem of his shirt). it's playtime and you're comfortably sitting in a bean bag, laughing with some other kids, eyeing the little sea urchin from the corner of your eye. after giving the other kids an impossible mission to complete outside, you usher the boy closer.

"gumi, come here."

and he does the cutest little eye roll known to mankind but nevertheless makes his way over to you. not pressuring him, you let him stand while you ask about the new comic book that came out (you heard him mention it once or twice) and oh, how his eyes widen. you surpress a giggle at the boy, and when you see his eyes flick between you and the bean bag you're sitting on, you finally motion for him to take a seat next to you. and he does.

he still feels a little unsure; like he wants to keep the information threathing to spill inside, despite the want to tell you all about it. seeing this, you decide to start talking about your own little hobby, doing big gestures as to try and crack a smile (it works)(he tries to hide it but you know better). and in the end he does relax and subconciously leans toward you when he starts introducing the comic.

digging out your phone, you let him show you to characters, the powers they have and how cool they all are. the smile on your face is making your cheeks hurt; glad that the boy feels secure and safe around you to tell you all this. some other kids bump in a few times, showing you the worms they dug up or beg for a napkin to wipe their face after they sneezed so hard that snot flew out. megumi's little scrunched up face only made you laugh more.

after a while you can feel him melt into you, his talk almost slurring, his eyes growing heavy. deciding to put away the phone, you move in your spot but a pair of hands clutch onto your arm. "'m not going anywhere." you assure him with a gentle smile as your hand finds its way into his hair, pushing through the unruly strands. he doesn't look at you, hiding his face into your shoulder.

"if i tell you something, do you promise you won't tell anyone?"

it's a ghost of a whisper, buried into the sleeve of your shirt. vulnerable.

"never. i would never."

it takes him another second to gather up the last pieces of confidence. the last pieces of strenght to open up his little tiny heart.

"i-i miss him." his little hands stay clutching onto your sleeve, not enough to stretch the material but just enough to let you know how hard this is for him. how he's taking the big step, how he's inviting you in with a shaky voice.

the hand in his dark hair never stops its movements, staying combing through it, feeling him nuzzle deeper into you. "oh, sweetheart. i'm sure you do." you hum quietly. "he's gonna be back really soon though. i promise."

you feel him nod against you. when another kid emerges from the outside, you quietly ask for her to whisper and swallow another giggle when she starts dramatically tiptoeing closer to you, ready to tie a newly made bracelet over your wrist. it's beautiful.

you stay like that for almost two hours - sitting in the bean bag with your arm locked securely in megumi's hold as he's letting out small little snores. you don't mind. you don't mind at all.

most of the kids have already left, their parents having come after them. they always greet you with a smile and thank you for keeping their kids happy and safe and it always warms your heart. there's nothing else you'd love more than this. and how the kids say bye... some of them hug you, some of them land a fat smooch on your cheek, one of them always shakes your hand (very firmly)(a lot of people could learn a thing from him). and all of them always wave with the brightest smiles on their faces.

you're eyeing the warm late afternoon sun from your spot on the bean bag when you hear the door open and close, a pair of loud footsteps approaching. megumi's guardian, surely.

tearing your eyes from the sun, you turn to meet the man and oh... his mouth is ajar as if he was about to yell out for megumi in the most dramatic way possible (he was). his crystal blue eyes shine in the very same light you were just basking in, taking in the sight before him. his lips close and reform into the warmest smile before he's whispers a small hi.

"hi." you answer with a smile of your own. nobody told you that he was gonna like that. sure, you've seen megumi's drawings but no offense to the boy - they do not do him justice. this has to be to most handsome guy you've ever seen. and he's your age, too. "you're here for megumi, right?"

he nods, leaning on the doorframe. "satoru."

after you introduce yourself, he repeats your name, tasting it on his tongue - and you're now stuck with the memory of one of the older faculty members saying something about how it's always very unprofessional to have crushes on the parents and whatnot. and whatnot.

he makes his way over - keeping his eyes on his beloved boy, sleeping oh, so comfortably in your arms. the way his chest is rising and falling steadyly, his fingers digging into your shirt. his heart swells.

kneeling in front of you, he smiles at the boy before turning his focus to his keeper. the golden sunlight is making your eyes shine and when you give him a shy little smile, he knows megumi is in safe hands.

"you're new?" he whispers.

"mhmm. and you don't actually have to whisper." satoru's eyes flick to megumi and you understand his question without him asking it. "oh, he's out. like a light. we've been sitting here for what?" you look at the clock before continuing. "two hours?"

satoru's smile widens at that. "he's kept you locked up for two hours?"

raising your hand from megumi's hair, you cover your mouth, hiding a grin. "he's cute, no harm done."

satoru hums. "he is. pretty sure you're the first teacher to see him like this."

"yeah." lowering your hand back down, you brush a few strands from his eyes, making his nose scrunch up and making the two of you swoon over the pouty kid. "i'm very honored."

satoru's eyes flick back to you. there's a certain softness in them, despite the deep dark purple peeking out from underneath the skin under them. you don't know what kind of a job he has but you know it sometimes requires him to be away for a while. it must be hard for him too; hard to leave his boy in some stranger's hands. but satoru is already convinced that you're no stranger.

"i'm glad he has you."

you feel a tint of blush making its way over your cheeks because of the sincerity in his tone. he really means it.

"but seriously, though? you've been sitting in the same spot for two hours? you're telling me your feet aren't dead?" he deadpans with a smirk.

lowering your head, you confess: "i have to go to the bathroom so badly."

he almost doubles over, holding a palm over his mouth, hiding the laughter ready to burst out. you try to glare at him but it's useless - you're holding your laughter with him a second after.

your body shakes with the giddyness, making megumi stir and you still. caressing his cheek, you try to make sure he ignores the two giggling adults next to him and stays asleep.

"and yes, my arm is dead but c'mon, how was i supposed to say no to this?" as if on cue, megumi lets out a content breath, his lips molding into his usual little pout, which in return makes the two of you look at him fondly. again.

"no, don't worry. i understand - he's a real charmer." he whispered. "what got him in this mood, anyway? nothing happened, right?" his eyes widen as the words leave his mouth, concern painting his face in a second.

trying to soothe his worry, you immediately shake your head. "no, no. he's okay. nothing happened." satoru exhales deeply, hand covering his heart. you don't think he even knows how worried he looked just now.

"but?" his voice breaks the small silence. "i feel like there's a 'but' here."

giving him a smile, you look the sleeping boy locked onto your arm. "i promised i wouldn't tell, though..."

"wha-?" the grown man's lip pull into a pout and you realize that the boy really does take after him. "but i need to know..."

deciding to make sure that megumi is still in fact, sleeping, you check his breathing - steady as ever, so you beckon the man a little closer.

"he missed you that's all."

it's so quiet. not even a whisper but satoru hears the words loud and clear. his eyes fall to his boy once more, something so tender in them - making your own heart beat a little louder. "but don't tell him i told you. i promised i wouldn't."

"never. i'd never take this from you." he rests his one hand beside your thigh on the bean bag, while the other goes to smooth over his cheek. the poor boy would die of embarrassment if he were to witness all this affection bestowed upon him. "thank you for telling me."

your gazes meet again, the love in them mixing together into a warm goo, filling the room and connecting the three of you forever.

"of course."

there's a comfortable silence between you and the man. a man you met mere minutes ago but when he bends over to pick up the bracelet made out of red string and continues to tie it back on your wrist without a word, you're certain you know him. or maybe knew him in another life; whatever the case, you were meant to meet again.

you thank him but he casually brushes it off as if it wasn't a big deal, as if he did it on instict, his fingers already itching to do things for you.

"is your bladder about to explode, by the way?" teasing. his tone is teasing and you can't help but reward him with another smile. his favourite pay.

"yes- yes, it fucking is." it takes you a second to realize what just slipped from between your lips. eyes growing twice their size as you stare back at satoru, who's, of course, already silently laughing, the corners of his lips reaching his ears. "you heard nothing."

"this is who's been taking care of the kids? wow, does the faculty know of the foul mouth you're sporting?"

"hey!" you whisper shout at him and before you can even register your own movements, your free hand lands a soft punch against his strong chest. it's always very unprofessional to have crushes on the parents. this time real heat paints your cheeks and the tips of your ears.

"sorry- i'm sorry." the only thing you can do is to mutter a quick apology - you're embarrassing yourself and you can't even run from it, the sleeping boy keeping you in your place and you're honestly ready to spiral because you just kind of hit (punched, even) him - this is definitely you crossing a line. and what if he really gets mad now and actually tells the faculty--

another wave of laughter breaks you from your thoughts. and then his own hand makes contact - landing firmly on your thigh; not to far up to make it like that but it's there to reassure that he's not a snitch of any kind and that's he's truly happy to have you as megumi's teacher. nothing better than having a real person looking after your boy.

but it is satoru gojo - it wouldn't be him if he didn't tease you properly at least once. "you're so cute like this. curses and hits being thrown here and there, whew! a great rolemodel for the kids, for sure."

you're burning up, almost afraid that you'll wake gumi with the heat emitting from your body. satisfied with the result, satoru gives your thigh a squeeze. "i'm kidding, i'm kidding. no harm done, right?"

he's gazing at you, borderline burning his eyes into yours with a sly smirk and now you also understand why megumi keeps calling his guardian very annoying every chance he gets.

"yeah." you quirp. "anyway, my ass is getting really sore now, so i think it's best to-" in attempt to escape the stealth attack on your heart, you try to change the topic, even when the weight of satoru's eyes stays on you for a second longer.

you shift your gaze to megumi, raising your hand to his face, gently tracing down his nose and booping it. you brush more of his hair from his face, trying to pull him from his dreamland as softly as you can. "megumi, look, who's here...."

his lips press into another pout as you land a second boop on his nose, finally making him stir. his eyes open ever so slowly, gazing up at you as he raises his fist to rub out the sleep.

"hey, gumi."

satoru's voice stills the boy. his body doesn't move, his eyes alone turning from you to the source of the voice. and the second his green eyes meet the blue ones - he's burying his face into the crook of satoru's neck. you observe their little reunion; megumi's hands are so tight around his neck, most certainly choking the man but he doesn't mind. he doesn't mind at all. satoru's arms wrap around the boy, holding him safe and sound right to his chest, to his heartbeat.

"missed me?"

megumi grumbles something into him, something unintelligible but most definitely something that resembles a kid's insult. satoru's mischievous eyes meet yours and you bite your lip, trying to look as stern as possible when the both of you know that you're just holding back another beautiful smile.

"let's go home, yeah?"

megumi nods as satoru stands with the boy in his arms. when you start pushing yourself up, he lends you a hand - his warm fingers easily engulfing yours in a quick motion. the touch lingers, skin on skin longer than needed. neither of you say comment on it - the butterflies in your stomach would gladly do all of the talking for you. you walk them to the door, staring at the sleepy little megumi, who's glancing at you over satoru's shoulder every two seconds.

you hand satoru megumi's pack and then gently place his jacket over his shoulders before giving one final rub on his back. "be good, yeah?"

he hums back, green eyes finding safe haven in yours. another smile is threathing to show when you wink at him, so he buries himself back into satoru's neck, making the man laugh loudly. this is the first time you hear it for real. it ripples through his whole body, his chest - shaking megumi as it does, it bounces off the walls of the room and finds its way to you and your ears. it's irresistible - you can't not respond with the same when he does it, the current just pulling you along. and it'll keep you for a long time.

"it was nice to meet you. finally."

"oh, you've been waiting for this?"

...

yeah, you walked right into that one, you admit your unfortune, but luckily megumi is there to save you by giving him a hard nudge on the back.

"okay, okay, little guy.... can't even hit on his teachers in peace..." he sighs, earning a way stronger hit and a way darker blush on your cheeks. "it was really nice meeting you too. finally."

you give him a small nod, fingers playing with the bracelet. you watch him carry the boy toward the door, ready to go home and calm your heart.

"wait-" satoru turns just as he steps outside into the sunlight. his eyes shine now even more than they did inside, almost blinding you. "how come you're not running to the bathroom? i thought you were dying."

"well, i was trying to be polite and wait until you leave, so you know..." lowering your voice, you tell him: "fuck off already." flashing him one final smile, the one he's gonna think about for the rest of the night (for the rest of many many nights), you motion for him to move along.

a quick little bye is all he gets before you close the door after him, leaving him standing in from of the house with a stupid smitten grin on his face. if it weren't for megumi, he'd probably stay standing there. "they said fuck." the boy whispers.

"fuck yeah." he laughs before he ruffles megumi's hair, finally making their way over to his car. "by the way, you're an awful wingman, buddy..."

[cherryonigiri]

nanami kento [evenings with you]

nanami kento x reader || cw: descriptions of blood/injuries, light angst

a/n: this is just self-indulgent writing for me but i'm v stressed about school rn and this is the result. just imagine that y/n is a bio/medical phd candidate lol.

Nanami can tell that you're stressed. Usually you savor the nights he's not on overtime, asking him about work and refusing to leave his side for most of the evening. He's used to you being attentive, so the fact that you've asked him the same question twice within the last ten minutes is already setting alarm bells ringing in his head. You're constantly fiddling with something, or flashing furtive glances towards the bedroom when you think he's not paying attention.

It only gets worse after dinner. You insist on washing up, something about how you want him to 'enjoy his night off.' Nanami compromises, silently grabbing a towel and drying the dishes. It's clear that your mind is elsewhere. Your hands scrub the porcelain on autopilot, and he can hear you muttering under your breath.

Every now and then you'll mutter a list of tasks under your breath. Nanami remembers you mentioning that things were hectic in lab. You're almost always still working when gets home from work, even when it's well past when you eat your dinner. It's clear that you've had a busy day-- the apartment is far more cluttered than it usually is. There are post-it and pieces of scrap paper stuck to every single surface, and a forgotten pile of folded laundry rests on the couch.

An intense burning sensation across your palm causes you cry out. "Shit!" You drop the knife you were washing in favor of cradling your already bleeding hand. Nanami is instantly by your side, firmly pressing the dishcloth against your cut. There is a worrying amount of red seeping into the fabric, so he silently ushers you to the bathroom.

It's a strange reversal of roles. He's used to being the one leaning leaning against the counter while you bandage his wounds. Instead, it's you who is perched on the marble surface, wincing as he dabs an antiseptic soaked cotton ball against your injury. "Sorry, I'm almost done," he says when you let out a loud hiss.

"It's fine," you reply, sheepishly looking away. "I should have been paying more attention."

Nanami chooses to only respond with a nonchalant hum, focusing on cleaning your palm. The two of you sit there in comfortable silence while he applies ointment to the cut, adding gauze once he's finished. It's only when he reaches for the bandages that he decides to ask. "What's stressing you out?"

Your eyes widen as you realize you've been caught. Nanami is rarely home early these days, especially since he's been mentoring Itadori on behalf of Gojo. (Not that you mind - in the few times you've met Itadori through video call with Nanami, the pink-haired student's sunny disposition has never failed to cheer you up.) When he'd texted you saying he'd be home by dinner, you'd jumped at the opportunity to spend some much needed time with him. You'd pulled out the stops, cooking something a little fancier, and intent on spending the earlier part of the evening cuddling with him. Secretly, you had planned to sneak out of bed after he'd fallen asleep (he always goes to bed early on days like these) and finish preparing for the gauntlet of meetings and presentations you had tomorrow. It was your fault for putting off the tasks, and you didn't want to let your own bad habits get in the way of some quality time with your boyfriend.

"It's nothing, I just have a lot on my plate tomorrow." You do your best to laugh it off, but quickly trail off once when you catch Nanami's deadpan expression. He's always been too good at seeing through your white lies. "I put off some work..." A raised eyebrow from him prompts you to continue, "And I was planning on doing it after you went to bed..." You can't help it when your face scrunches into a pout. After all, now your carefully-laid deception has been revealed.

When Nanami bursts into amused chuckles, you're momentarily surprised, but quickly go back to sulking. "Stop laughing at me Ken!" you whine, "I'm a--"

"Self-aware procrastinator," he finishes your sentence with an amused grin. "I know love, I know. I've seen you write far too many papers within 24-hours of a deadline to be surprised." He presses an affectionate kiss against your wrist.

You scowl at your boyfriend, snatching your bandaged hand away from his grasp. "I'm glad that my suffering is entertaining for at least one person." You stomp back to the bedroom in faux-anger, smiling when you hear Nanami's footsteps not far behind you.

When he steps into the bedroom Nanami drapes his frame over your shoulders, his warm torso nestled against your back. "It is one of your more...endearing traits," he murmurs into your ear before pressing a kiss into the crook of your neck. You can feel your cheeks and ears tingle at his words of affection.

"Sometimes you can be such a sweet talker," you mumble to yourself while you change into your pajamas. This week it's been an old Jujutsu tech hoodie and a pair of well-worn athletic shorts.

"Only for you," Nanami replies while he undoes the buttons of his outfit, chucking his tan pants and blue button up into the laundry basket in the corner. He dons a pair of sweatpants before returning your side to recapture you in another affectionate hug. It's a well kept secret of the Kento-Y/N household that Nanami Kento likes to lounge around shirtless in the privacy of his apartment. (You've been sworn to secrecy, but only because your boyfriend claims that Gojo and the students would have a field day teasing him if this information were to be made public amongst the jujutsu sorcerer community.)

Turning around, you wrap your arms around his waist, burying your nose against his torso and taking in his comforting scent. It's been so long since the two of you have had a moment to yourselves, and for once your hectic thoughts are silenced in favor of sharing a moment of calm bliss with Nanami. He hums in appreciation, thumbs rubbing soothing circles against your hips.

"Do you want to watch anything tonight?" you ask after a few seconds of silence.

"No," he replies. "I was actually planning on reading the briefing Ichiji just sent me. Gojo apparently has another scheme up his sleeve." You giggle when your boyfriend lets out a pained sigh. On more than one occasion, your boyfriend has ranted to you about Gojo's unorthodox approach to exorcism. "I swear that idiot shaves a year off my lifespan every time I go on a mission with him," Nanami complains. "He's taking away the years I could spend in Malaysia."

You hum thoughtfully before responding, "Then do you mind--"

Once again, Nanami already knows what you're going to say. "Just remember to bring your laptop charger, I know you have a thousand tabs open on your computer right now," he says while exiting to the living room. After a few moments you join him, overburdened laptop and charger in hand. You both take your usual spots in the living room, him resting comfortably in the center of the loveseat and you sitting on a floor cushion, nestled between his legs. Soon you've fallen into a groove, fingers steadily typing on the keyboard. The warmth of Nanami's presence next to you brings a sense of calm, giving you the grounding focus you need to finish off the last of your tasks.

As he thumbs through the printouts Ichiji gave him, Nanami can't help but let his eyes drift towards you every now and then. You look so adorable when you work. From the way your brow furrows whenever you reread a line, to the way you unconsciously chew on your lip when you scrutinize your draft for any errors. Every now and then he'll gently run his fingers through your hair, relishing the content sighs you let out in response.

It only takes about another hour before you're (finally) closing all your tabs (he still doesn't know why your laptop hasn't crashed yet). As you scroll through social media, your head begins to droop. Soon enough you've fallen asleep, breaths coming in soft and even puffs as you rest against his thigh. Smiling to himself, he puts down his papers and gently lifts your body from the floor. He's careful not to wake you as he slowly makes his way back to the bedroom.

Setting you on the bed, he tucks you under the blankets before lying beside you. The moonlight coming through your window softly illuminates your relaxed features, and he softly traces the outline of your face with his thumb. As he continues to caress your cheek, his eyes are drawn to the dark circles under your eyes. He rarely falls asleep after you these days - between his physically demanding occupation and the ever growing number of things you are responsible for at work- he's often the first to fall asleep from sheer exhaustion while you work well into the night. Not to mention that he's had to spend an increasing number of nights away from you, either on challenging missions or accompanying Gojo's students. And while he knows most of your stress comes from being a student, he can't help but feel guilty about all the additional distress his status as a jujutsu sorcerer has caused you.

When you started dating him, you insisted that Shoko teach you how to suture. He hates how much your stitches have improved since then. The neatness of your stitches is a constant reminder of how much you've endured because of him. When he hears you trying to muffle your sobs into a pillow, he swears he can feel his heart crack in his chest, hurting more than any kind of physical wound from battle. Those nights end with him holding you tightly to his bandaged chest, murmuring reassurances and affection into the crown of your head until you've calmed down enough to fall into a fitful sleep. Even when you're unconscious he'll still continue, words morphing into apologies for the sadness he's inflicted upon your shoulders.

Feeling his eyelids being to droop, Nanami presses one last kiss against your forehead before laying down. He wraps his arms around your waist, surrounding you with warmth, hoping that his presence will be enough to keep your nightmares away, at least for tonight. I love you, y/n is the last thought he has before he drifts away, ready to dream of a tropical sunset and a peaceful future with you by his side.