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[jooniez]

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[winterarmyy]

Baby, Fever & Cuddles

Glimpses of the grumpy chubby alpha!bucky's love life.

Summary: When Y/N unexpectedly cancelled their date plan, Bucky’s troubled mind seemed to jump right into the worst case scenario, but the reality was not quite what he thought.

Navigation: Prequel || Main Story I || Main Story II || Main Story III

Pairing: chubby alpha!bucky x omega!female!reader

Words: 3.5k++

Warnings: a/b/o dynamics. fluffy and soft feels with our chubby!alpha!bucky.

P/S: My writing is quite rusty after months of not utilizing it, so forgive me for that. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy this short fic and happy reading! 🤍

Read my other works here: Masterlist

Bucky has been staring, or more accurately, glaring at the reflection of himself for far too long now. Completely distracted with the image on the mirror, he did not notice how his well-made bed is now crowded with piles of his clothing items.

Hoodies, jeans, dress-shirts and even the dinner suit that he got last year; they were all mixed up in an untamed way. He might need a couple of hours to re-organize those but it does not matter right now.

What matters is what should he wear for his second date with y/n? So far everything he tried on was either too fancy or too tacky. “For fuck’s sake, it’s just a coffee date. Just pick one and go, Jesus.” Bucky’s inner Alpha has been nagging him to get this over with, because he’s going to be late to the date, especially if he plans to pick-up a bouquet for her.

Now standing in his red Henley, which he deemed was appropriate, he could not look past the soft bulge on his stomach. The bright colour of the fabric did nothing to hide the unflattering shape of his belly. He twisted his body to the side and unintentionally grimaced at the sight.

Bucky instinctively sucked in a deep breath, trying to hide the extra fat of his body; giving a glance of the shadow of his past self when he was but a man with a well-built body.

Bucky sighed out the breath that held, and his belly naturally morphed into the original shape. He really can’t hide his imperfections; not his belly nor his prosthetic arm. As he stares at the source of his insecurities, he remembered the night of his first date with her;

"Because Bucky, you are as lovable as a person can be." She placed his palm on either side of her cheeks, purring as the sensation on skin felt so right, "And I am absolutely honoured and proud to be standing here with an alpha like you." She smiled like she was the happiest omega on earth.

His cheeks heats into shades of red and pink as the memories remind him of her; the softness of her skin against his palms, that cute little purr she made and her sweet scent that he was already addicted to.

Before the blood managed to rush further down to his spine, he shook off the unholy thoughts produced by inner alpha. Bucky glanced at the mess on his bed from the reflection of the mirror and let out a sigh before glaring at himself, “What are you so afraid of?”.

Now that he was standing in front of her apartment, Bucky suddenly remembered why.

His heart pounds, his palms were sweating within his leather gloves, his fingers fiddled with the delicate material of the bouquet wrappings. The second date is different compared to the first; there’s more expectation, which means there might be more disappointment awaits.

Not that he would be displeased with y/n but he is afraid that she will be with him. A few sweet words that she spoke on their first date might work to calm him down at the moment, but it is not enough to make his years worth of insecurity disappear completely.

Bucky gulped nervously as he lifted his hand towards the door; he knew that he was quite early from the promised time, but he couldn’t help it. As much as he is afraid of what will come, he was as excited to see her again. She had been occupying his mind like no other; he misses her. A lot.

When he was about to knock on the door, his phone rang. Slipping it out of his pocket, his phone almost fell from his hands, when he read the name on the caller’s placeholder. Y/N. He took a deep breath and slid the icon across the screen, “Hello. Hi” Bucky’s tongue was already tied with just two words out.

“Hi, Bucky.” she greeted with softly. That alone was enough make his heart skipped a beat. “Hi, y/n.” Bucky could not control the dreamy undertone in his voice, if only she could see the soft haze in his gaze, “What’s up?”

“Really, Bucky? ‘What’s up’?” he mentally scolded himself for this choice of words. A brief silence followed his question. “Was that… hesitation?” a thought popped at the back of his head. “Ummm, listen, Bucky…” her voice dripped with uncertainty.

Bucky’s fist around the stem of the bouquet got a little tighter when she continued, “..I’m sorry. But, I think we should cancel our plans today. Umm, some, uh, something came up and I think I can’t make it...” Her cryptic reasons were just a buzzing sound in his ear now.

What was he expecting? That this time it’ll be different? He’s finally gonna have the happy ending he deserves? No. Of course, not.

“What was I thinking?” Bucky’s head slightly lean forward as he try to recollect himself, “I understand.” He replied. y/n quickly apologised for her sudden decision but Bucky was not really listening.

He was just trying to clear out the dark clouds in head by leaning his head to the apartment door. But when his hand was trying to support his weight against the wall, he accidentally pressed the doorbell.

“Shit!” he cursed under his breath. Panic arose when y/n asked if he could hold for a minute while she get the door. “No wait! y/n don--”, a few milliseconds later, the door was wide open, revealing the omega who's been occupying his mind for weeks.

“Bucky?” Her eyes widened; shocked at first but morphed into a pleasant smile. “You’re here?” she was awfully in glee to see the alpha, especially when she saw the pretty bouquet of carnations in his hand. But the joy only lasted for a short moment, until she realised, “Don’t tell me you were already here when I called you…” a soft gasp came from the smaller, her eyes glistening with guilt.

Bucky thought that there’s no way to go about this other than telling the truth, “Yeah. I’m sure you have a good reason to cancel our date. And since you’re here, umm, here.” hands trembling, he extended the bouquet towards her, his gruff exterior softened by the shy smile on his lips, “….for you.”

y/n’s cheeks flushed with delight as she accepted the flowers, “Awww, Bucky.” She held the soft petals towards her face, inhaling the spicy clove-y scent. Reminded by the time she first met him, the corners of her lips curled upwards into a tender smile before looking up at him with a sparkle of alluring mischief in her gaze.

In that split second, something was triggered at the back of Bucky’s mind. It seemed like he had seen this view before. In fact, it is almost identical. Including this very moment, when she tiptoed upwards, her tender gesture of cupping one side his chubby cheek and her soft lips pressed on the other, "Thank you for the flowers, alpha." She whispered against his skin.

A pleasant shiver crawled all over his body, his cheeks heated up and his ears reddened. Bucky’s eyes soften into a hazy gaze that if she look closely, she might see hearts twinkling in his ocean blues.

He wanted more. More of her lips, more of her gentle touch. More of her.

When the omega looked up at him with that sweet smile on her lips, his inner alpha was ready to pounce on her and it was all from just that one innocent kiss, “You’re welcome, doll” His hand snaked around her waist, pulling her body close to his, “Glad you liked it.” He returned her kiss with his own, a gentle grab on the side of her head and a loving kiss on her cheek.

The omega purred in delight to his gesture, her hand instinctively went to grab on his shoulder; literally melting in his embrace when she lost her stance.

Good thing Bucky had his arms securely around her because if not she would’ve ended up on the floor. Bucky chuckled amusingly when he slowly led her body to lean back, almost dangling on his arm, as his kisses lingered on her jaw.

Before the sounds of their soft laughter could spread, the loud shrieking sound of a crying baby coming from y/n’s apartment startled both of them to a freeze. y/n was quick on her feet, “Oh no, Daisy.” she gasped as she broke out from Bucky’s loose grip.

“Come on in, Bucky.” she shouted when she entered the living room area. Bucky didn’t reject her offer, and stepped into the foyer. Closing the door behind him, he saw how some of her shoes were organised at the entrance; he quietly took off his shoes and slipped into one of the fuzzy guest slippers that was laid on the side.

Stepping further inside, he realised that this was his first time in y/n’s home. He felt a wave of warmth enveloped him like a comforting embrace. His eyes wandered around the corridor, noticing the photographs on the wall; each frame a snapshot of cherished moments frozen in time. Smiling faces gazed back at him, capturing the essence of love and laughter that filled the air.

As Bucky entered the living room, he was met with the sight of y/n tenderly coaxing a crying baby into calmness; swaying the little bundle to the rhythm of her quiet lullaby. His heart skipped a beat at the gentle scene, though he knew instinctively that the baby wasn't her own. Any other normal person would’ve thought the opposite. But the lack of semblance in their scent gave it away.

y/n glanced up, a mixture of apology and relief in her eyes. "This is Daisy, my next-door neighbour's baby girl," she explained, her voice soft with concern. "Her mother caught a high fever all of the sudden, and Mr.Scott is out of town for work.”

Bucky’s steps stopped when he reached by y/n’s side, “The couple is not from here. They just moved from the UK a few months ago. They don’t have any family here.” Bucky silently listened to her explanation as his eyes peered at the baby in her arms; now calmed and curious of the tall stranger next to y/n.

“I volunteered to care for her while the mother went for a checkup at the nearby medical centre." y/n explained as she softly wiped the remaining tears on Daisy's cheeks, "I'm sorry," y/n continued, her tone tinged with guilt. "I know it's selfish of me to cancel our date because of this."

Her teeth sunk into her bottom lips. “I could’ve suggested a day care or something. But instead, I took the job.” She chuckled when Daisy babbled some incoherent words.

Bucky quickly intercepted her before she could come up with other lines of unnecessary explanation. He shook his head, a gentle smile gracing his lips. "No, don't be," he reassured her, his gaze softened as the baby chortled gleefully. "I can see why it's hard to resist."

The atmosphere shifted into something else; sweet and warm until the sound of the oven timer went off. "And that would be my lunch burning," y/n remarked, relief evident in her tone. Without missing a beat, she passed Daisy into Bucky’s arms, and he instinctively cradled her close.

It was his first time holding a baby. He knows that babies are small, I mean everybody knows that. But he never realises how light they are. No wonder people say they are fragile.

When Bucky’s hand reached to touch Daisy’s cheeks, he realised that maybe handling a baby with leather gloves and jacket was probably not the best idea. He skillfully took them off while cradling the baby close to his chest.

When he was done stripping to Henley, he brought his fleshed finger and poked Daisy’s round cheek.

It's the softest thing he ever touched, he could not believe it. So, he does it again and again. Apparently it is amusing to Daisy that Bucky was playing with her cheeks, the little sweetheart squeal and chortle every time he poked his finger on her. There was no denying the fact that Bucky’s heart was tugged in several different directions whenever she shrieked in joy.

Bucky momentarily lifted his gaze and observed the chaos unfolding in the kitchen with a sense of understanding, then turned his attention back to baby Daisy, who gazed up at him with wide, adoring eyes. "How about I stay and help you babysit little Daisy?" he suggested, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Seems like you could use a helping hand."

Y/n’s eyes widened in surprise, touched by his offer. "You would do that?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. "I don't see any reason not to," Bucky replied with a shrug. "We're…" his words halted when he thought about it, "…mates. No, not yet." his mind spoke. Stumbling over the word as he corrected himself. "You, You're my girl, after all."

A blush spread across y/n's cheeks at his words, butterflies fluttering in her stomach. "Plus, I think little Daisy wants me to stay," Bucky continued, “Don’t you, flower?” his smile grew as the baby chortled and gurgled in agreement.

So, both of them took the role of being temporary parents while getting to know more about each other. If Steve was there to see this scene he’d tear up from how beautiful it was. The way they naturally tend to each other’s every need and how natural their chemistry clicked.

It was so effortless, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle finally finding their perfect fit. From the moment they stepped into the cosy haven of Daisy's world, there was an unspoken understanding between them, a shared connection that transcended mere words.

And the time flows like a gentle stream, Bucky and y/n found themselves swept up in the rhythm of their newfound relationship, even in the chaos of taking care of Daisy. Hours and hours passed, and when the sun set in the horizon, they nestled on the floor, a makeshift fortress of pillows and blankets cocooned them from the harsh reality of the outside world. Daisy, the tiny bundle of joy they were entrusted to care for, lay peacefully cradled in y/n’s arms.

As Bucky watched y/n’s gently sway with Daisy, he couldn't help but marvel at the tenderness in her touch. Her eyes sparkled with maternal warmth, a sight that stirred something deep within him. He had never seen such a sight before – so serene, so utterly captivating.

Daisy, in her innocence, reached out with tiny hands, her curious gaze fixating on Bucky’s metal fingers. With a playful gleam in her eyes, she chomped down on the cold material, eliciting a surprised yelp from Bucky. y/n chuckled softly, her laughter like music to his ears.

"Looks like Daisy's taken a liking to you," y/n remarked, her voice soft and affectionate.

Bucky grinned, gently wiggling his fingers out of Daisy’s mouth. His swift movement to wipe the string of saliva from Daisy’s mouth makes it look like Bucky was an experienced father, "Seems that way. Guess I'll have to watch out for that scary toothless mouth of hers."

The moment stretched on, each passing second filled with a quiet intimacy that seemed to enveloped them in a world of their own. Y/n leaned back against a mound of pillows, Daisy nestled contentedly against her chest. Bucky lay beside them, his gaze drifting between his omega and the sleepy child cooing on her chest.

Y/n's gaze lifted, her eyes meeting Bucky’s with a soft, shy smile playing on her lips. As she nestled further into the warmth of Daisy's soft head, a gentle blush crept across her cheeks, adding a rosy hue to her already radiant complexion.

In that moment, Bucky found himself lost in thought. He couldn't shake the feeling of déjà vu that washed over him, a fleeting memory of a similar scene with another woman.

It can’t be. She was a beta and y/n is an omega. It would be impossible. But what if…

"What’s on your mind, Bucky?" she asked, her voice soft and quiet as she settled Daisy into her crib for a nap before sliding back into his arms. Bucky wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close.

"I was just thinking..." Bucky began, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words. "Yes?" y/n's voice was a soft melody, laced with curiosity as she looked up at him. Bucky hesitated, unsure how to articulate the thoughts swirling in his mind. "Have we met before?" he finally asked, his tone tinged with uncertainty.

A playful grin danced across y/n's lips as she teased, "I don't know. Have we?"

Bucky felt a pang of surprise at her cheekiness, but he pressed on, recounting the memory of rescuing a girl from a dangerous situation in a park. "I can't help but see similarities between her and you," he admitted, his browdls furrowing with concern. "So, you think that I'm her?" y/n's tone was light, teasing, but there was a hint of something more beneath the surface.

He hesitated, grappling with the uncertainty of his own memories. "I'm not sure...I never saw her face," he confessed, his voice tinged with regret. Y/n rolled her eyes playfully, a mischievous glint in her gaze. "Took you long enough to notice," she quipped, her words laced with humour.

Shocked with the revelation, his words stumbled, "But, but she's a beta, and you're..."He trailed off, his voice trailing as he struggled to find the right words. "An omega. Always was, still am," She finished for him, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"But your scent?" Bucky questioned, his confusion evident in his voice, “It changed?”

"Scent blockers," She explained simply, her tone softening as she reached out to brush a stray lock of hair away from his face. "It's a long story, we'll get there soon enough. But for now..." She trailed off, her gaze meeting his with a warmth that sent shivers down his spine. "How have you been, Alpha?"

Bucky felt his heartstrings pull at the affection in her words, and without hesitation, he pulled her close, burying his face in the crook of her neck as he inhaled her scent deeply. "Better. Much better, 'mega," he murmured, his voice filled with a tenderness that spoke volumes.

Bucky briefly pulled away from her, their eyes locked in a silent exchange and he felt a surge of tenderness wash over him, his heart swelling with affection for this beautiful woman who had stolen his heart. He reached out instinctively, brushing a stray lock of hair away from y/n's face, his touch as gentle as a whisper.

As Bucky leaned in closer, the soft brush of his breath against y/n's lips sent a thrill through her. His eyes, filled with a gentle intensity, held hers captive as he closed the distance between them. With a tender touch, he pressed his lips softly against hers, a delicate caress that ignited a spark between them.

In that moment, time seemed to stand still as their lips met in a sweet and innocent kiss. She felt a rush of warmth flood through her, enveloping her in a cocoon of bliss. His kiss was like a gentle breeze on a warm summer day, soft and inviting, yet undeniably electrifying.

As they melted into each other's embrace, she lost herself in the sensation of his lips against hers; his hands rubbing the naked skin underneath her shirt.

While she was floating in the clouds, Bucky was at the brink of his sanity. He wanted to make his claim on her, to have her entirely to himself. and when the kiss deepened, he couldn’t contain his needy growl. His thick thigh naturally settled in between hers, gently guiding her hips down and her heat against the layer of his jeans.

Y/n herself could feel the steady beat coming from between her thighs, she was pretty sure Bucky could feel it too. Of course he could, and he enjoyed the symphony of longing and desire that pulsed against his thigh. If she ever snuck her tiny hands on his crotch, she would know how much he enjoyed her soft lips; and her pretty princess part.

Just as things began to heat up, a soft whine emanated from Daisy's crib, breaking the spell and bringing them back to reality. They pulled away from each other with shared laughter, their cheeks flushed with embarrassment as they realised they had been caught in the act by their tiny charge.

She glanced over at Daisy with a fond smile, her heart swelling with affection for the little interrupter. "So much for a second date, huh?" she joked, her tone laced with amusement.

Bucky met her gaze with a grin of his own, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "I wouldn't want it any other way," he replied, his voice filled with sincerity; they shared a final kiss, a promise of more to come, before turning their attention back to Daisy, who had already drifted back into a peaceful slumber.

As they settled back into their makeshift nest on the floor, Bucky and y/n knew that their love story was just beginning – a tale of unexpected encounters, stolen kisses, and the sweet promise of a future together.

End.

Read my other works here: Masterlist

A/N: im in my soft feels latelyyyyy and i miss this couple 😭 anyway, i hope you enjoyed this short fic 🤍

[beiasluv]

Hii can you write how the sully boys would react when the reader calls them by a cute pet name for the first time? Thank youu

sully boys react to pet name

a/n: yessssss, your order is served / no proof reading because I am a potato / enjoy! 🤍

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jake (2009)

pet name? what’s that? he probably never heard of one, or should i say no one ever called him something 😭 (well, probably except a loving one from his mother and a not-so-loving from his twin brother)

but anyways, jake wasn’t use to a pet name AT ALL (plus the fact he probably haven’t found a love on earth 😭)

well, we are here to break the curses

it all happened in a one loving night. the stars are shining and your love is blooming under the starlight

you cuddled close to him, resting your head on his chest, while feeling it rise and fall in a repetitive pattern.

until you saw an unusual manner in the shrubs next to both of you. his light blue ears twitched but his mind still laid unaware.

“jake…jake,” you whispered into his ears.

“hm…?”

“wake up, please…sweetheart, i am going to see what’s over there,” you whined softly in his embrace.

“huh…? what did you called me?” he held up his head and a shocking gaze met your eyes, while is arm tightened its grip on your waist.

“huh? i was saying there’s something in the bush,” you replied.

“what did you called me?” he smirked as he pulled you close. “you worry too much, gorgeous, it’s probably a little pup or something.” “now tell me, what did you called me?”

“well, i apologize, mr. perfect, i forgot, i am going to sleep now,” you turned against his face.

“nope, not until you call me that again,” he swooped you up easily onto his lap.

“fine, sweetheart, i am going to sleep now.”

“thank you, gorgeous, i’ll be your knight in shining armor and protect you tonight, m’kay?” he tucked you in his embrace.

a teaser 100% GUYS HE IS A TEASER! smirking to himself the whole night after the first time you willingly called him that.

loves hearing your pet names, it reminds him of what he is to you, being something more than a ‘jake’ to you is his honor.

he knows how you are too shy to express yourself but he never gave up. I guess hard works pays off for jake sully.

he loves coming up with new nicknames for you and love seeing your red face every. single. time.

definitely jealous of your personal pet names.

“NO, you can not call y/n, sweetie, she’s mine.”

“son, I am literally her grandma” (jokes aside, we love a slaying grandma! show him who’s the real boss!)

jake sully case closed. amen sis

neteyam

neteyam, neteyam, proving that the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree everyday. preach.

he is a teaserrr, loves making you blush everyday. however, something unlike his dad is he is so much more expressive.

he’ll sneak a hand around you, wrapping his tail, or to the intertwining legs thing. *internal screaming* adding one more point with calling you pet names with a seductive voice.

first time is always hard, but you’ve managed to make your boy blush asfff

“nete, can you help me with something?” your shout caught his ear twitching towards your direction.

“yes, my love? what do you need your hero for?” he ran towards your body and embraced you from behind.

“i need to hold this up but i can’t get the another piece to stay, hold this please,” you shoved it into his hand.

“yes, my love,” he smirked at the sight. neteyam always love to watch you work on something you love, your marui is filled with your loved projects. ranging from a small figure of you two or a personalized cabinet for his weapons.

“okay, you ready? hold still.”

…

“good job, y/n, I’m proud of you,” he hugged your back against his chest.

“thank you, handsome, my knight,” you giggled in his chest.

“what? did you just called me handsome?”

“yeah…? oh!”

“HA! i knew you had it somewhere!” he spun your body around. “don’t need to remind me that I am handsome, while i am seeing you everyday.”

“hey! put me down! or i’ll stick to the basic ‘nete’,” you poked his chest with your finger.

“oh, my love, i apologize, my greatest weakness is you,” he faked fainted onto the sand and receiving a tackle from you.

a lover boy 100% we adore him.

jumping up and down, got him blushing, swinging his legs and tail and throwing up crying, screaming and everything in the recipe.

he loves you to shower him with pet names everyday. and loves getting surprised with new pet names you’ve managed to muster up.

definitely flexing it to lo’ak and, poor lo’ak, he is dying of cringe. “guess what she called me today…uhuh…”

definitely gets so proud if especially if you use it in front of his parents. *insert jake’s proud father moment*

will definitely trick you into saying some of his favorites.

“oh, princess, my leg is hurt, it can only be heal if you call me your prince,” he fake pouted.

“if i call you that would you stop clinging on to my legs?” you messed with his locks.

“oh, I’ll look into consideration, giving you 75% chance,” he does the puppy eyes he could do.

“fine, my prince, love ya, now let me go.”

lo’ak

*AAAAAAAAAAAA* do i have to explain?

although he isn’t as expressive as his dad or brother, he isn’t much less loving than them. no, no, no none of the sully boys will give up so easily on this topic. (the blood is strong people)

this boy love language is definitely touch but he isn’t too bad with words of affirmation.

a certified lover boy, he shy asf, and we love that. amen

loves to make the first move but froze up, which i think is so cute 😭 but this time wasn’t so similar

“y/n, i was wondering if you wanted to go out with me tonight?” he entered your marui and made his way over to your bed.

“hm?” you answered half awake.

“want to go out tonight? i’m free, I’ll take you anywhere you want,” he chuckled at himself.

“what do you have in mind, my lo’ak?” you said with a voice in your neck, not coming out properly as a word but it managed to swoon lo’ak every time.

“i am guessing we could go out to the reefs and spend time watching the stars tonight?”

“my darling, having you is enough for me,” you replied softy turning to face him.

“hm? my darling?” his face becomes redder and redder.

“yeah, my, and my only, darling,” you claimed his face within the palm of your hands. tracing down from his locks to his nose, his pouty mouth, and down his chin.

“i like that,” he chuckled. “then you are my darling too,” he returned the act.

he is internally screaming, crying, throwing up, curling up into a ball, throwing himself off the floor. he is so flusteredddd

his breath hitched up in his chest and his face reddened. he wants to inject you into his vein and it is so painful that he can’t.

definitely attacks you with physical touch and everything. he became so needy to a new thing that he never had before, and now that he got a taste of it, he wanted more and more.

he would beg you to shower him with pet names everyday AND YOU WILL PROVIDE

showering him with pet names in the morning when you wake up, lunch time, swimming, flying, or even cuddling together

loves calling him your darling 100% he loves to call you his darling as well 🥺

will 100% hiss at anyone who makes fun of you calling him pet names or anyone who dares to call you something theirs.

jealous boy for you only. of course, a little sprinkle of childhood trauma, because he just needs a little bit more love. you assured that he’ll never starve for more love, keeping his cup full everyday. BUT he is so hungry for more of your love 😩

loves to stick to ‘darling’ but sometimes sprinkle some spice for you, because he is your favorite chef *chef kiss*

“honey bear, how are you doing, my darling”

“my pumpkin, are you okay?”

case closed for the sully boys, amen.

today’s a great day to treat yourself 🤍 take care as always!

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @loudcolorwolfgarden / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

[funnyjb]

Hope your Ok

I knew a boy, once when I was small. My best friend, Joe. We fell out of touch a couple months before he got drafted. Sometimes life and different dreams can split people up. That’s what happened with us.

Joe was headed to the NFL, I on the other hand was headed to Boston to pursue my dream in journalism. We kept texting each other when I left but I started to get busy with work and he started to build a brand new life in Cincinnati. We just stopped talking. Maybe a couple “Hey, how you doing?” Here and there.

He’s my best friend or was? I don’t even know anymore. I love him. So when I saw he hurt himself and tore his ACL his first year in the NFL it broke me. I couldn’t imagine what he was going through.

A couple weeks went by after that game and I heard he had surgery. I contemplated reaching out, but was too nervous. What if he forgot about me? But then I thought if I were to reach out it would have to be the right way. Writing a hand written letter. I know what you’re thinking. “Y/n, we have phones you can text or call him! Why write a letter?” Well, growing up I always knew I wanted to pursue journalism. Joe would always read my work and think it was like reading The New York Times. He would always say “when you go out and live your dream, you should write me handwritten notes and we can write back and forth from each other.” I always thought that was stupid. But now maybe would be the right time to do it. So, I did it.

Dear Joey,

You know how you always used to say “When you become a big time journalist, you should write me handwritten notes and we can write back and forth from each other.”? Well I’m doing that now. I know we haven’t talked in months. I’ve been swamped with work. I think about you every day. Which might sound creepy and weird, but I miss how we were. You’re also probably crazy busy with being in the NFL and all. By the way which is still so crazy to me that you’re In the NFL. Well I knew you always would be but it’s still insane!! I’m so beyond proud of you. I heard what happened. How do you feel? Probably in a lot of pain knowing the injury. I hope you’re ok. I believe in you, Joe. You can get through anything. It’s ok to not be ok. But know you have a huge support system including me. I just want to say I’m always going to be proud of you and hope you’re doing good! Tell the family I say hello! Sending you lots of hugs!

Xoxo,

Y/n

I folded it in half put it in an envelope and sent it.

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Joes POV

I was still in bed rest and couldn’t really get up or walk, so my family has been staying with me. I was on the couch watching some UFC when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll go get it!”- Robin

I watched her get up.

“Thanks, mom.”- joe

She walked to the door and came back with some mail soon after.

“Here ya go, sweets.”- Robin

She handed me some mail.

Some of it was fan letters, medical bills, and some random people trying to get me to buy stuff. As I was going through the mail a certain name stood out to me.

Y/n L/n

“Y/n?”- Joe

“You got a letter from y/n?”- Robin

“Yeah, yeah, I did.”- Joe

I couldn’t believe it.

“Awe Joey, your blushing.”- Robin

I looked at her

“Stop, mom.”- Joe

“Fine, whatever think what you want to think but I know you always loved her deep down. By the way, why did she write a letter to you. Does she know there are phones?”- Robin

I chuckled a bit.

“She does, but I think I know why she did.”- joe

I opened it up and started to read.

“I think about you every day”

“I believe in you, Joe”

“I just want to say I’m always going to be proud of you and hope you’re doing good!”

Those stuck out to me.

She thinks about me every day? Why hasn’t she texted then?

I decided to pull out my phone and pull up her contact.

Y/n🤍

You know there is a thing called texting, right?- me

I waited a few moments till I saw her type

I know, but if you really read the letter you know why I did it.

I did. Thank you, seriously. Means a lot.- me

Of course.

So, how are you?- me

Im good! Supposed to fly back to Ohio next week. I just got offered a new job in my department! A little nervous but excited. Hbu?

Wow! I’m so proud of you, y/n. I know you worked hard. I’ve been reading your work. It really is brilliant. - me

Thanks, Joey! Anyway I got to get going about to head into work. Talk later?

Yeah, talk later!- me

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(A week later)

Your POV

“MOM!”- you

The door was wide open and I had just ran into the house to greet my parents.

“Y/N!!”- your mom

I wrapped my arms around her and she swayed us back and forth.

“Let me get a good look at you.”- Your mom

She pulled away and looked at me. A smile plastered on her face and a glow in her eyes.

“My beautiful girl.”- Your mom

A second later my dad walked in.

“Jeez, how much did you pack. Feels like you packed an elephant in here.”- your dad

“Haha, so funny. I’m moving what do you expect?!”- you laugh

After a couple more minutes of talking with my parents they brought up dinner.

“So, I know you must be exhausted, but the Burrows are coming over tonight for our weekly dinner as always. You’re welcome to join us.”- your mom

“You still do dinners?!!!”- you

“Yeah! Every week!”- your mom

The Burrows have been having dinner with us at least once a week ever since I was a little girl.

“Wow! Yeah, I would love to join!”- you

“Ok! Go wash up and maybe put some new clothes on and we will see you down here in an hour for when they come.”- your mom

I nodded and headed up the stairs. Am I going to see Joe? Gosh this is crazy.

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After an hour hit I heard the door open down stairs. Then I heard “you’re here!” And “you get taller every time I see you.”

I finished my final touches on some makeup and made sure my outfit was good.

I then headed downstairs.

As I walked down the stairs I could see everyone in the family room.

“There she is!”- your dad

“Y/n!”- Robin

She came up to me with a big smile on her face and open arms. I embraced her hug and was so happy to see her again.

“Oh my gosh!! You get even more beautiful every time I see you!”- Robin

“Thank you! Looks like you haven’t changed one bit!”- You

“Oh stop, your to kind.”- Robin

We both started laughing. I always looked up to Robin as a second mother. When both of my parents had to work late when I was younger I would go to the Burrows house. Robin would cook for us and ask me about my day. We would then later gossip and make fun of Joe as always, and if I slept over she would do my hair the next day for school and send a special treat in my lunch. As I got older she was still always there for me. Could always tell when something wasn’t right and would comfort me, and always checking in on me even when I moved to Boston.

“Hey, sweetie!”- Jimmy

“Hi, Jimmy!”- you

Jimmy pulled me in for a hug.

I also always felt like Jimmy was a second dad. Making sure my homework was turned in before Joe and I started playing in the backyard. Teaching me about football, and always being there for me.

As I pulled away I noticed someone else. It was Joe. He was in cast.

I gave him a smile.

“Come here.”- joe smiled

He pulled me in with one of his arms and my head rested on his chest. I wrapped both of my arms around his waist taking it in that he is here. We probably stayed hugging for about 5 minutes before we pulled away.

“Dinner time!”- your mom

All of us then found our way to the table. Joe sat across from me. My dad and Jimmy were at the ends and the mom’s next to their children.

Robin filled me in on the start of Joes foundation.

“Sounds awesome! I’m glad it finally came through.”- you

“Yes, we are very excited!”- Robin

“Y/n, what’s going on with you? How’s work?”- Jimmy

“Well, I’m moving back home! Going to live in Cincinnati and going to be working from my company’s offices over there.”- You smile

“Y/n, that’s great! It’s good to have you back! You can start coming to games once Joe gets back! I’ve always wanted to bring you to a game!”- Robin

“That will be great, thank you.”- you

“Yeah, I would love to have you come. The atmosphere over there is electric.”- Joe

“Well I’m in!”- You

Joe gave me a nod.

“So, when are you going to start up again?”- you asked Joe

“Well, probably in a couple months. Should be good by may. Still have to get through this year.”- joe

“That’s good.”- you smile

We probably held eye contact for way too long till my mom started to get the dishes.

“Let me help you, Mary.”- Joe

“Oh it’s ok, Joey. How about you go sit down and I will bring you pumpkin pie.”- your mom

“Okay, thank you.”- joe smiles

“Of course, sweetheart.”- your mom

He goes and sits down next to my dad and his dad on the couch. The tv was on and was playing some college basketball.

After washing the dishes for a bit and putting them in the dishwasher I decided to get some fresh air outside on the back porch.

I walked out towards the back. The sun was setting which sent an orange ray across the porch. Some pink clouds filled the sky and a light cold breeze.

I sat down on the outside couch where fairy lights hung above. Crossed my legs under me as I sipped my wine taking it all in. I couldn’t believe Joe is here right now.

A few seconds later I heard the glass door sliding. I looked to my right and there he was. Joey.

“Hey.”- joe flashed a smile

“Hi!”- you

He came around and sat down on the comfy chair next to me.

He let out a sigh.

“How are you?”- you

He looked at me

“You already asked that question, y/n.”- Joe chuckled

“I know, But really how are you? I know you have more going on in that great mind of yours. I know you Joe.”- you

“I’m…I’m doing better. My leg is healing and I’m doing physical therapy. Ja’Marr comes over a lot and so does Sam to check in. But I’ve honestly just been missing you…like a lot.”- joe

“Good to hear they still love you.”- you chuckle

Joe laughs

“But…I’ve been missing you too. I just never really knew when to reach out after that game. I was to scared that you would say you were paralyzed or something like that. I couldn’t stand seeing you hurt. I knew you would also be busy getting better and healing. But it was shitty of me not to reach out. I’m sorry, Joe. I really am.”- you

“It’s ok, y/n. And it wasn’t shitty. I just didn’t understand but now I do. And you’re here now.”- Joe

“Yeah, good to be back.”- you

“So, when do you head back to cincy.”- Joe

“Umm, on Saturday. I have most of my stuff there already just need to unpack clothes.”- you

“Maybe, I can stop by. I would love to see the place. If it’s ok with you?”- joe

“Of course!! I would love it.”- you

“Great! Probably around Saturday evening if that works for you. I have some stuff in the morning at the facility but I would like to show you around Cincy more.”- joe

“Sounds awesome! I should be free.”- you

“Great, it’s a uhh..date.”- joe

“It’s..a date!”- you smile

We both smiled at each other.

The sliding door opened which stopped us staring.

“Hey, guys! Joe we are leaving. You can stay if you want for a bit and maybe y/n can walk you over.”- Robin

He looked at me. I knew he wanted to stay for a bit.

“I can walk him over in a few! Don’t want Mr quarterback to get hurt even more.” - you

“Thanks, y/n. Love you both.”- Robin

“Bye!”- joe and I said

After Robin left Joe and I talked for a bit

“It’s getting late I better go before my parents freak.”- joe

“Yeah..yeah, I’ll walk you.”- you smile

You two get up and walk around the back to the front yard.

Joe on his crutches were making noises on the path.

You started laughing.

“What? What’s so funny?”- Joe

“You.”- you

Joe scoffed.

“You cant insult a disabled person, y/n.”- joe

“Well I can insult you all I want. Been doing it since we were six.”- you smile

Joe laughed

we were walking down the sidewalk and to the Burrows.

“It was really great seeing you tonight. I’ve missed you.”- Joe

You looked at him.

“It was great seeing you too, I’ve missed you, burrow.”- you

As we reached his house we stopped at the front.

As I turned around to say goodbye Joe was already facing me and placing his lips on mine. His hand on my cheek pulling me in. I rested my hand on his arm. I couldn’t believe it, but it felt so right. This. Right now.

He Pulled away.

“Sorry…I couldn’t keep fighting the urge anymore. You have know idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.”- Joe

“It’s..it’s ok, I’ve been wanting to kiss you all my life, Joey.”- you

Joe smirked.

“Oh, yeah?”- joe

You nodded

“It’s getting late I better go.”- you

“Yeah.”- joe

We stayed looking into each other eyes.

I Leaned in for one last kiss.

“Goodnight, burrow.”- you smile

“Goodnight, y/n.”- joe smiles back

He walked up to the door step and walked in.

You started walking back with a smile on your face.

You just kissed the love of your life.

Y/n Burrow.

You thought to yourself as you walked into your house.

The end!!

Pt2 coming soon!!

[rindecisions]

Champion

A request made by @medusapelagia (Technically my first ever request 🎉🤍)

The prompt made me think of a fic that she stated she liked so I made it into another epilogue to follow:

Come and Get Me

Art by @waldos-art

Prompt | "I'm so proud of you" WC | 330 Rating | T CW | Mention on violence Tags | Steve/Eddie/Billy, Fluff, Praise, Kickboxing, Sports AU, Wholesome, Inspirational

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"Six... Seven...”

The referee's countdown faded into nothing but background noise, as all Eddie could hear was his own heavy breathing and the pounding of his heart. This had been his hardest fight yet, and he was worried that if his opponent got up, he'd lose his first match and a fucking title one at that.

He watched in disbelief as his opponent struggled and failed to get to his feet in time. As soon as the finishing bell rang, Eddie fell to his knees in shock.

"And Eddie 'The Freak' Munson takes the title of World Welterweight Champion!" The announcer shouted enthusiastically over the intercom.

Eddie's arm was raised by the referee, urging him to his feet as Billy rushed into the ring, snatching the belt from the presenter so he could be the one to place it around Eddie.

"I'm so fucking proud of you, Bambi," Billy stated sincerely into Eddie's ear as he clasped the belt behind his back.

Eddie's eyes welled up. Billy had never stated he was proud of him before.

Praise, in general, was rare from Billy. He'd be more likely to tell you where you fucked up than where you succeeded. You had to do something very right in order to hear words of praise, and it took everything in Eddie's power not to spin around and kiss the man right then and there.

Seeing Steve crawl under the ropes to excitedly join them made his heart swell even further.

"Of course you get a title before me," Steve laughed his complaint as he hugged him tightly, not caring that Eddie's sweat was soaking into his shirt. "You should be proud, man," he praised.

With the chaos that was various bodies in the ring, Eddie took the opportunity to wrap an arm around each of them and pull them into a tight hug. "I couldn't have done it without you guys," he huffed weakly, trying not to succumb to his emotions in public.

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Requests are open so feel free to shoot me an ask with a prompt and a ship. 🤍

[amiharana]

CHILDHOOD CANON PLSPLSPLS ik childhood revalink isn't very popular but i am DESPARATE for that content 😭✋

(ask game from here)

more people should write revalink as little babies since we get like two sentences from mipha about what link was like as a toddler and pretty much nothing but inferences on revali's childhood based on how he acts. revalink community, i'm calling forth upon you to write more baby revalink ☝️👁️

👶 9. Childhood headcanon

i've talked a little bit here and there about my headcanons on both of revalink's childhoods, so i'm not gonna try to reiterate those here 😭 but i'll do a couple more little bullet-point hcs teehee

i just know link was a menace for his mother to deal with when he was growing up. climbing on trees, the houses, disappearing to climb the fucking mountains, just a little rabid animal for a child

once, he was hiding in the wheat fields or maybe pretended to be a scarecrow, and then he jumpscared one of the farmers, who nearly died from a heart attack 😭

link probably once tried to climb up to the spring of wisdom by himself to catch a glimpse of the great dragon naydra, only to pass out in the cold snow. something warm and blue takes him back home, and when link wakes he's at home in bed, like he never left. but he remembers seeing a bright gold eye in his dreams...

i bet you part of the reason why revali was so obsessed with perfecting his gale and being able to fly properly was because he couldn't even fucking glide as a kid. his little baby wings just couldn't catch the updrafts and he was left behind during flying lessons. completely stacked his resolve to be the only rito who could properly fly

rito village treated revali naruto-style. the elders and adults pity him for having lost his parents in such a tragic way, but the kids and teens tended to bully or ostracize revali for not having any parents. yeah.

sorry for only sad baby revali hcs omg ok the elder takes revali to the hebra plunge with him and the hunting squadron to catch fish for an upcoming festival and this is where revali learns to hunt fish for the first time! when he catches his first hearty salmon, he's so excited, and the elder and members of the hunt who watched are very proud of him! it's a huge fish, and they let him keep it and help him make his very first salmon meunière 🥺🤍 bb vali eats very well that night

baby revali stumbling upon the pocket of updrafts at dronoc's pass for the first time after getting left behind, and teaching himself how to glide there 🫣 it's difficult at first because he has no one to teach him how it's supposed to be done, but he gets a hang of it pretty quick after a while. i just know his dumbass kept falling into the water though LMAO but it's his special secret spot that he shares with No One else! and ofc when revali's older and has bested everyone with his superior archery skills, he has the flight range built there 😌

[takenbypeter]

I’m Yours

Peter Maximoff x reader

Word Count: 753

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I don’t really celebrate Valentine’s day but I thought I’d write something for my speedy boy 🤍🤍🤍

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Ever since you joined the institute you and Peter grew close pretty quick. You don’t know what it was but you two easily got along and eventually after time, you two started dating. Even after making it official, you both seemed to act pretty much the same and this never bothered you and it didn’t bother him, or at least you thought it didn’t, until one Friday night. 

After training, you and Peter head to your local arcade where you two spent a couple hours battling, trying to beat the other’s hi-score. 

Peter loved these dates. The determined look on your face, while your hands absentmindedly mashed the buttons. He just found the whole scene so adorable. 

“I’m going to do it! I’m finally going to beat your score!” You shout eyes glued to the screen. One hand on the joystick and the other on the buttons, you squeal as your score barely passes his before you die. “Woo-hoo! Did you see that? I beat…” you spin around to where Peter was seated, “…you” your last word trailed off, realizing you were suddenly alone. 

“Peter?” 

He reappeared right as you asked for him, “Peter, look I beat your score!” You point at the screen excitedly. 

“Damn, I’m going to have to practice more often.”

“Hey!” You shout slapping his shoulder earning an, “ow,” from him. “Be proud of me.”

“I’m kidding,” he grins, “good job.” It was a simple phrase but coming from him, it made you all warm inside. “And…in memory of this great accomplishment,” he reached behind him, “tadah!” 

Held in his open palm was a thin silver bracelet. “Oh…wow.” You stare in awe unsure how to respond. He picks up on your confused expression. 

“What? Don’t like it?” He asks. His voice rang jokingly but his eyes gave away his nerves. “No—I love it-“

“Good, because I got a matching one for me,” he held out his wrist, showing off the matching pair. While the whole matching set idea was very cute you couldn’t help but grow even more confused. 

Grabbing him by the shoulders you grip onto his shirt, “Peter, blink twice if you’ve been brainwashed.”

He brushed your hands off his shoulder, “what? No, I’m not brainwashed.”

You gave him a skeptical look. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“Then, why the set?” 

“I can’t just do something nice for the person I love?” He bats his eyes, sugar coating his motive.

“You can, and I do appreciate this,” you add with a small grin, “but…this doesn’t seem like something you’d just do.” He puts a hand on his chest acting offended while you just continue to wait for an actual answer. 

He doesn’t seem to have an answer at first but after a minute of you refusing to back down he finally comes out with it. “Sunspot asked me if you were single.”

“Okay…?”

“And I told him we’re together and can you believe, he didn’t believe me!” 

“Well, I mean it’s not his fault he didn’t believe you, we don’t go around sharing it.”

“Yeah but I mean we’ve been together for months, people should know. So now if people don’t believe me, I have something to prove it!” He exclaims smiling while waving his wrist around. 

“Peter, we don’t have to prove anything to anyone.”

“I know, I know. But this way people know you’re…mine?” He said the last part questioningly as if testing the waters and you gave him a look. “—I mean you’re not mine, you’re of course your own person, but you know. Just so other people know you’re well…mine.” His face scrunched together before he added, “I said it, I’m rolling with it.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his little ramble which ended at the same conclusion, “Peter are you jealous?” You joke through some laughter, expecting him to decline but instead he answers, “yes.”

You’re taken aback by his straightforward tone. “Oh…well…then…you don’t have to worry about that because like you said…I’m yours,” you grin and he matches your expression. “And we don’t need some silly bracelet to know that.”

“Silly bracelet! Do you know how much I spent on that?”

You give him a look, already knowing his kleptomaniac tendencies. “Okay I stole it, but I figure we can buy charms to add to it.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?” You ask again. 

“I can’t just be romantic?”

“Nope,” you giggle, already picturing in mind what charm to add to your bracelet. 

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Hope you all had a lovely day 🌹

[thehighpriestess1]

Scars Don't Fade : 12

Warning : None

Genre : slight angst, fluff, some crack

Pairing : Gojo x y/n

A/n : This was supposed to be the last chapter but after all the sweet messages and asks I received, I might just continue the series. ( Because Gojo brainrot is real lol ). We have come a long way in the series and tbh I am so fucking happy that you guys stuck with the series! I love you guys! I hope you like this part :) Wc: 10.2k

Previous chapter : Series masterlist 🤍

General masterlist : Ask Box 🤍

Mei looked up at the creme coloured ceiling as her back pressed against the soft silk sheets. This was a welcomed feeling after sleeping in the hospital waiting room for two days. She thought about her father and how his head hung low in shame because of her. How he didn’t speak a word to her for the entirety of the car ride. How he refused to look at her as her mother ran and hugged her. She pulled  a pillow over her face and screamed into it. Screamed in frustration of losing everything in just two days, things that she had worked for, for the past 8 years the only dream she harboured was to make her father proud, the only man she carried in her heart, Gojo Satoru, Everything was ruined. Everything. Now she was reduced to just a working class slave who lived in a mansion. 

She screamed and she screamed till her throat gave up. When the anger subsided, it was replaced by sadness. She heaved as he wiped her tears from her eyes and wondered where she went wrong. Sure she regretted everything she had done, she regretted telling her uncle about you. When she saw you in the hospital, lying unconscious as Gojo whispered threats into her ear, she realised what she had done. She wanted to apologise to you but the guards stopped her and now..now her own father refused to even look at her. 

No ego ever survives the test of time and her ego was crushed under your kindness. Even the mightiest of rulers had to fall from grace, and she was no ruler, she was a mere pawn in the hands of Gojo Satoru. She had witnessed first hand his insanity, his wrath, his desperation, his want..and what he was willing to do. It scared her to think what he might do to her, she could not flee this punishment and will have to walk the plank with her head held high even if she knew she was going to fall in the end. 

She thought about you, You who didn’t come from money or social connections, a stranger in this gilded world of hers and wondered what did Gojo see in you. Why was it you and not her? In her plan of winning over Gojo to impress her father she ended up falling for him. She knew everything about him, what he liked, what he disliked and more. She knew the measurements of his suits, the kind of shoes he preferred, the kind of watches he liked and yet he never noticed any of it..All he saw was you..Why were gods so unfair to her? Why can’t anything go her way? 

She wiped the last of tears and decided that she was going to carve out her own path. She was going to take charge of her own destiny, one in which she would always get what she wants. Her phone rang by her side and she picked it up to see a list of instructions from Miwa. Right…She takes instructions from Miwa now. 

Miwa : Pick up phone and other documents for Ms.Y/n from the office and bring it to the hospital by noon.

Mei scoffed at the message. Ms.Y/n. Why was everyone treating you like you were the head of the Gojo group? You probably didn't even have to do anything anymore as everything was done for you by others, by people like her. 

She greeted her father the next morning at breakfast but was met with the same stone cold face. He folded his newspaper and kept it on the table. “I’m leaving for work”. He announced to his wife as he picked up his briefcase. “You should drop Mei at work”. Her mom said looking at her and Mei excitedly got up. 

Her father turned towards her with a frown on his face. “Mei, You have disgraced our family. You have no right to even be under this roof. But because you are my blood I cannot throw you out on the streets but let me make myself very clear, From today… You will receive no favours from anyone in this family. I have spoken to my accountant and your account will be frozen today. You will spend what you earn, If you want to go to work then either buy a car or take the bus I do not care..I have had enough of you”.

“Dad please..You cannot do this to me”. 

“I am not going to repeat myself. Either you live this way or you are welcomed to move out”. Mei looked at her mother for help but got none. “Dad…”.

“Be glad I have allowed you to have the Takahashi name..”. 

-X-

You lay on your bed in the dark hospital room, Gojo sleeping on the chair next to you. No matter how many times you asked him to sleep on the bed on the other end of the room he insisted on staying by your side. The clock on the wall showed 2:05 AM, the events of the previous day played in your head. The fight with Gojo, Miwa,Nanami…Mei..You don’t remember what triggered you to come to that decision. Maybe you wanted her to repent. Do the things she looked down upon and see how one earns an honest life. 

You sighed as you tried to turn around, your body stiff from lying down in one position, you needed to stretch your legs. You looked at Gojo to confirm that he was still asleep before pulling yourself up and swinging your legs over to the other side of the bed. You huffed as you sat upright. You grabbed your crutch and pulled yourself up. You looked back once more to confirm that he was still asleep before making your way over to the window. The room was thrice the size of your own bedroom, well decorated with your favorite flowers. You looked to the side at the sole sunflower between all the daisies and lilies and smiled.

You took a deep breath as you rested your elbows on the window sill, keeping the crutch on the side. It seemed that you were at the top floor of the hospital, beneath you could see the vast garden looking over to a small pond with sleeping swans, beyond the boundaries of the hospital was the sleeping Tokyo city. The air felt fresh but your lungs hurt a little every time you stretched your chest. Shoko had told you it was because of the stitch near your ribs and it will be fine in a week.

You thought about what you had done. To be honest, you were scared of her..Mei. It was all a gamble, having a woman like her around was only safe if you had someone like Gojo by your side and you were not even sure if you wanted to have Gojo by your side..Was it right to go back to Gojo? To forgive him? What were the chances that you might end up getting hurt again? Can you even trust him? What if he cheats on you with Mei and you end up going through the same cycle again? Would you be able to survive that?  The darkness of the night seeped into your mind and it conjured up the worst of scenarios and a familiar ache spread through your heart, tears rolled down your cheeks as your body shuddered, trying to suppress the panic bubbling inside you. You put your hand above your mouth to cover your whimpering but it only made you pity yourself..

You removed your hand and clasped the railing tightly and heaved, trying desperately for the panic to pass.. You wanted it all to end, you wanted it to end! End it.End everything it’s the only way I’ll ever know peace..You brain sabotaging your life with dreadful scenarios of the future. I am nothing but a burden on everyone!. You heaved as you looked down at the ground. Do it..do it..it’s the only way. 

Gojo tried reaching for your hand in his sleep but was met with a flat cold bed. He opened his eyes and sat the pillow lying idle, he straightened up and saw you leaning against the window, looking down. His brain conjured up his worst fear as he lunged towards you. 

“Y/n!”. His voice made you flinch. You turned around and were met with a pair of anxious cerulean eyes. Before you could say another word Gojo stepped towards you and pulled you into his arms. Your face clashed with his chest as his one hand found purchase at the back of your head while the other one snaked around your waist. “What…what were you doing?”. His voice wavered, you could hear his heart beat loudly against your ear. You clenched his shirt as you sobbed. 

“Y/n…what were you doing?”. He asked in barely a whisper, afraid of the answer but desperate for it anyway. ”I’m fine..I was just..I just needed some fresh air”. He pulled back and looked at your face, “You should have woken me up..It’s not safe..”. You looked at your feet. “I’m fine..it’s nothing”. Gojo cupped your cheeks and tilted your face upwards towards him, “It’s not nothing..Tell me what happened”.  

“It's just..I don't know…I was thinking too many things and I..I panicked and ...I don't know..”. Gojo looked sadly at you. “It’s fine..I’m right here y/n”. You pulled yourself away from him, “And what happens when you’re not? What would happen to me when you leave me or..or you end up being the one hurting me again? It would be better if you leave me now..You have apologised to me and I have accepted it so what re you still here?”. You said, turning away from the man.

“Do you really expect me to..to just let you go?”. 

“You’ve done it before…”. You looked at your feet in embarrassment, aware of the affects your words had on him. 

“But this is different!”. 

“How? don’t tell me it’s because you know the truth. You could have tried to know the truth. Heck you didn’t even have to try hard, you could have just asked or just..believed me. You know the truth now because it didn’t come from me..if..if you really loved me then tell me why is it that you always believed others over me? Why? Did I not deserve your trust? What good is this love of yours if I have to..If I have to run around to prove myself every! Single! time!”. Your mind was running in circles around the same argument, same fear..

“Y/n..I don’t know how to make you believe me. I..I almost lost you-”.

“You’ve lost me many times before, the only difference is that I had to almost die for you to see it”. Gojo’s face turned a shade pale. You hated reminding him it was all his fault, you truly hated seeing his face drop every time the accident comes up but a part of you was hurting him to protect yourself..

“Just tell me what to do..tell me how do I make you believe me?”.

“Let me go..”. Gojo looked at you with teary eyes and shook his head. “Let me go Gojo”.

“No. No no no..anything but that..anything but that y/n. I can’t do that. I can’t let you go. I won’t-”.

“Not even to make me happy?”. Shiver ran down his spine, Did you really want him to leave you? No… Would you really be happy without him? No..You knew only he could keep you happy and only he had the power to hurt you… 

Gojo's body trembled as he stood frozen to the ground.“Will you be happy? Will you be happy if I let you go?”.

“I..I don’t know. But I know that if I stay with you I will probably never be able to trust you and I want to trust you..I will end up making your life miserable”.

“You can never make my life miserable y/n,. It was miserable without you..I know you think that I had everyone around me and that I moved on but..I couldn’t. I was miserable. There were people around but no one to talk to, no one to lean on my shoulder, no one to draw silly things on my hand, no one to..no one to hold onto after a bad day, no one to annoy, no one to laugh with..”. Gojo looked down and gulped, trying with every fibre of his being to not break down. “..no one who could touch me like you, no one who smelled like you, no one who sounded like you…I had no one to call my own and everyday I would go to bed praying to get out of this misery. Praying that I could go back in time to that day when I made the biggest mistake of my life, the day I left you and fix it..I..I am ready to do whatever it takes ..”. 

You felt his trembling hand gripping your arms for life. His words slurred and mixed up, he couldn’t focus, his eyes hooded. “Go..jo..are you-”. You called out for him and cupped his cheeks. “This is not just guilt y/n, you're all I have, you're all I want..I have lived a life full of lies, everyone has lied to me and you're the only truth I know now..so don’t ask me to let you go..I can’t..I can’t…”. Tears fell down his cheeks, you wiped them away with your thumb and saw the genuine sadness and want in his eyes and cursed yourself for even bringing up anything.. He held your hand cupping his cheeks and brought them to his lips, he kissed them once..twice..before pressing them on his face once again. “Give me one last chance y/n. That’s all I ask..”. 

As much as you hated yourself for it,As much as you wanted to protect yourself you knew you couldn't be happy by hurting him, you couldn’t deny the fact that you too wanted to be with him. You too were tired of other people dictating the rules of your relationship, if this was going to end badly then at least it would be on your terms.. You wanted it to be just the two of you in this and no one. You took a deep breath, as you came to terms with the fact that you were in fact going to take this chance. “Fine.. I will ..”.

A smile spread across his face as he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “Thank you..”.

“But I am not going to accept those shares..”. Gojo looked at you, confused. “I don’t want you to ..to be good to me because I  have some leverage over you. You can hurt me again if you want to and I could do nothing about it but know this Gojo Satoru, if you hurt me again it will kill me..”. Your eyes fixed on his’, your face stern as you scanned his face for answers. 

“They are yours..I don’t deserve it after what my father did to you. I might not be able to fix those mistakes but I want you to live the life you deserve”. Before you could protest further Gojo picked you up by your waist and pressed his lips onto yours. Your hands wrapped around his neck as you held him once again the way you did 8 years ago. All your walls crumbled as you allowed yourself to feel emotions you had suppressed all this while..In this moment you were the same y/n l/n you were years ago..

This moment, this moment where he held you, where he felt the warmth of your body against his’, where his breathing matched yours, where his sins were forgiven..in this moment Gojo Satoru was more alive then he had even been in the past 8 years. In this moment he was yours and you were his’. 

You parted gasping for air, your forehead pressed together and eyes closed. Neither of you wanted this moment to end. Neither of you wanted to wake up from this dream of a moment. 

You both slowly opened your eyes and Gojo gave a final peck on your lips before spinning you around with him. 

“You can keep me down you know”. He pulled back and kept you down with your feet on top of his’. You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked up at him, he was looking at you with the smile of a content man. A man who was finally home... 

“Y/n L/n I am in love with you…”. 

-X-

Gojo walked around the hallway with his phone pressed to his ear. He would often wait until you're asleep to continue with his work. It was hectic managing everything but he was sure it was all going to be worth it.

He sat on the chair with his head hung low, elbows resting on his knees as he tried to gather strength. Shoko was in her night rounds when she saw her friend, barely conscious on the chair. She walked over and sat next to him. "You alright?". Gojo nodded his head.

"You should seriously get some sleep".

"There's so much to do ...". Shoko sighed and leaned back. "I am sure whatever it is it can wait till morning". Gojo leaned back and rubbed his eyes. "I need to be with y/n in the morning".

"We are there for her too. You don't have to shoulder everything". Gojo nodded his head. "I do.. I know life has been tough for her so why can't I struggle a little to keep her happy?". Shoko scoffed, "Never knew Gojo Satoru can be so generous..you are not struggling s little, trust me at this rate you would end up next to her ... So don't stress yourself out".

Gojo nodded at her,"Shoko, I ..I need your help".

"Sure ..what is it?".

"I need to know her ring size".

-X-

You woke up the next day to see Gojo sitting by your side typing on his phone. You groaned as you tried to sit and he immediately kept his phone away and helped you up. “Good morning”. He said kissing your forehead. “Good morning, did you sleep well?”.

“I did. What about you? Are you hurting?”. You shook your head. “Not really. Can you call ..Nurses? I need to get changed”. Gojo nodded and left the room. You tried stretching your neck and noticed something around your neck. You looked down to see a familiar pendant hanging on your collarbone. You held it and smiled to yourself as you ran your thumb over the engraved initials. “Cute”. 

Gojo waited outside for the nurses to be done when he saw Shoko running towards him. “Is she done?”. She asked panting. “Not yet..what happened?”. She chuckled at him as she pressed a hand over her chest to catch her breath.

“You are going to love the news I have for her”. Before Gojo could ask further the nurse announced that they can go inside now. Shoko beat Gojo to the door and looked at you with an evil grin. You looked at her in confusion and then at equally confusing Gojo behind her. “What happened?”. 

Shoko turned around and looked at Gojo, “You need to sit for this”. She waved her hand towards the chair and Gojo followed it. “Y/n. Dr.Utahime is busy in OT so another doctor is going to do your check up today”. 

“Okay..is it going to be you?”. Shoko bit her lip and shook her head. “Do you remember that colleague of mine I set you up with?”. You frowned in confusion while Gojo’s mouth hung open. “Which colleague?”. He asked, making his mind up to call the director and change the doctor immediately. 

“You know y/n, the one whose heart you broke, you thought he had nice hair and was very kind and funny and sweet and hot..”. Shoko could have told you the name directly but the look on Gojo’s face was worth the effort. “Oh no..”. You said, your eyes widening in realisation”. 

“Oh yes…him..”. Your cheeks flushed at thinking about him. “Noritoshi…”. Shoko nodded and smirked at Gojo. “Gojo, I think we should leave now, it’s time for y/n’s check up”. Gojo glared at her, “I’m not leaving. He can do what he wants in my presence”. 

“That would be really inappropriate. We might have to undress y/n so he could get a better look at her wounds”.

“It won’t be necessary”. Gojo said, folding his hands. There was no way in hell he was going to let a man undress you, especially someone from your past.

“It is absolutely necessary Mr.Gojo. It won’t be the first time he is seeing her-”.

“Enough”. You said, cutting Shoko off. Gojo frowned at her insinuation. "Did you guys..?.”

"I can look after myself…and both of you can stay..it would be awkward if I am alone with him”. You bit your lip thinking about the awkwardness. “Why would it be awkward?”. Gojo asked, jealousy evident in his tone. 

“Because she didn’t call him back..”. You looked down at your hands, refusing to meet Gojo’s gaze. “How many dates did you guys go to?”. Shoko walked over and sat next to Gojo. “They went on two dates”. You slowly lifted your head up and looked at Shoko, “Four..we went on four dates..”. 

“Four?! You told me it was only two!”. 

“Well..it was initially only two but then..we met at a cafe and..things happened”. 

“What things?”. Gojo aske, jumping in the conversation. You rolled your eyes at him. “You know….”. The door opened and your eyes were met with a pair of hazel ones. "Hello y/n". 

"Hello .. doctor-".

"Please call me Noritoshi, you don't have to be so formal with me. I believe Dr.Shoko has told you about-". Gojo cut him off with a glare on his face, "Yes she did."

"Great then. Dr.Shoko I believe it's best for you and our guest here to step outside for-". 

"I will stay here. You can proceed with your assessment". Noritoshi looked at Shoko who shrugged her shoulders. "It's fine Noritoshi, they can stay". You said, embarrassed by the two monkeys sitting next to your bed. One who looked like he was about to throw hands with the doctor and another who was just here for the show. 

"Alright then. Let me help you with your shirt". Gojo got up and put his hand between Noritoshi and you. "I will help her with that". Your cheeks turned red at the prospect and you waved your hand in front of your face, "I can manage it on my own". 

Shoko sat there smiling, wishing she had some popcorn to go with this drama. You lifted the shirt up for the doctor to examine the stitches. Gojo saw for the first time the scars that littered your torso, the stitches below your ribs, tiny red lines across your back and on your stomach, he saw your ribs poking out and how much weight you had lost compared to the last time he saw you. 

You turned towards Noritoshi as he examined each wound carefully, making sure it was clean and not infected. He ran his gloves hands over the stitch marks under your ribs, "Does it hurt?". He looked up at you. "No.. sometimes it feels tight ..". Noritoshi humed in response and brought his face closer to your ribs, Gojo clenched his hands and Shoko had to hold his arm to keep him from starting something. 

He leaned towards Shoko and whispered, "Is he supposed to be that close?" 

"It's his job!". 

"But that's close!". 

"He has been closer you know". She looked at Gojo with a smirk and relished the feeling of watching this face turn red. 

"That's alright..It looks like most of the scars are healing and I can give you some ointment for it". He smiled as he helped you put your shirt back on. "Thank you..". Gojo scoffed, "It's his job, you don't need to thank him". You glared at him and Noritoshi chuckled, "It's fine y/n. He's right. You don't have to thank me afterall we are friends". 

He sat near your foot and unwrapped the bandages across your sprained ankle. "Looks like the swelling is down". 

"That's nice to hear". 

"It seems this foot of yours is unlucky". You laughed at his reference to when you tripped and injured your ankle after a date and he had to carry you home. "I guess it is."

"What's so funny? She's injured and can barely walk.. what's funny about it?". Gojo said, looking at the man. 

"It's an old story Mr.Gojo". 

"Tell me, this story of yours". Noritoshi looked at you and you smiled apologetically and turned your gaze towards Gojo. "I injured the same foot before when we…when we met and luckily he was there". 

"It seems he is the one who is unlucky for you". You rolled your eyes at him. "Gojo can you please..". 

"It's alright y/n. Everything looks fine and I think you will have a speedy recovery". 

"Thank God. I am dying of boredom here". 

"W'll if you ever get bored you can give me a call and I would love to keep you entertained..and not to forget I make the best coffee". He said, winking at you. 

"Well I would only if you agree that I make the best coffee". Shoko bit her lip trying not to smile at Gojo's expression. 

"Aahh I see, you'll have to refresh my memory for that". 

"Maybe I will". You said smiling at him, unaware of the dark aura surrounding Gojo. 

"Alright I'll see you then. Have a good day. You too Mr.Gojo". He smiled at Shoko and left the room. 

Shoko got up and tired towards both of you, "I'll get going and y/n let me know if you want me to set up another date with-". 

"Shoko!". Shoko giggled and waved her hand, leaving you and Gojo alone. 

"What was that about?". You asked, your gaze throwing daggers at Gojo. "What are you talking about?". 

"You were rude to him". 

"Right ..I apologise for being rude to your friend". Gojo leaned into his chair pouting at you. "Gojo .".

"Satoru …call me Satoru. Not Gojo". You sighed at his antics. "Fine. Satoru. He is my friend and yes we went on a few dates-". 

"Four dates. You went on four dates". 

"Fine…four dates. But that was that. Nothing happened." Gojo raised an eyebrow at you. "Fine! Some things happened but it's all in the past now". 

"Where did you go on dates?". 

"We went to cafes the first two times, second time we went for dinner and third time was at a park". 

"Which cafe? Where did you go for dinner? Which park was it?". You looked at him confused, was he being serious? Or was all this just his childish antics to annoy you. 

"We went to that cafe near our apartment, went to Jefford's for dinner and we went to the park behind our apartment. Happy now?". 

"Why didn't you call him?". You crossed your arms over your chest and squinted your eyes at him. "Because the next day I got a call from Nanami to look after Kiro and the same day a very annoying neighbour moved in". 

Gojo smiled proudly at you. "Good. He wasn't even that good looking and who goes to Jefford's for dinner? Could have at least taken you someplace good". 

"It was good and I liked it. He is funny, smart and kind..". Gojo scoffed, "I am sure I can make better coffee than him". You had to bite back your smile at his words. "Sure..you add coffee to your sugary drink". 

"He was clearly flirting with you". 

"No he wasn't. He was just being friendly..and I am sure you too have a long list of ex girlfriends..". 

"I don't". You hummed and leaned towards him.."Are you sure?".

"Yes.. I was too stuck on one girl to even think about anyone else". You squinted your eyes at him. It was hard to believe.."Not even..casual dates? Or hookups?".

"Hookups yes but that's all. Never went till four dates". You rolled your eyes at him. "Stop with with the four dates! ... Did you ever ... Get together with ... Mei?". You asked looking at your fingers, unable to meet his gaze. Gojo gulped and thought about it, he did get together with Mei but it wasn't serious. Not serious enough to ruin his chance with you. "No..". You sighed in relief and smiled at him. "Should I believe you?".

"Yes..I would never lie to you..".

Gojo’s phone rang and he groaned in frustration. “Yes Mrs.Tanaka….mmhmm..that’s good…I’m not sure if I could stop by…can’t anyone else handle it? .. fine….I'll let you know”. Gojo cut the call and sighed. You understood that he needed to be in office. “You can go to the office”. 

“I can’t. Not with you still injured”. He said typing instructions for someone on his phone. 

“I’m not injured. I can walk and use one of my hands. I will be fine”. He looked up at you and shook his head. “No”. 

“Satoru! I said I am fine! Go to work! Anyway I need to take medicine and sleep anyway. You can get your work done at that time”. Gojo pondered over your suggestion, It made sense but it was still risky. You read his face and rolled your eyes at his stubbornness. “You have your guards here..it’s only a matter of two hours or so..I’ll be fine. Probably asleep..”. 

“Fine. But if anything happens you tell the guards. Anything y/n... Do you understand?”. Gojo got up and looked at you with all seriousness, like he didn’t trust you to be on your own and it annoyed you but you nodded at him, hoping that he understands“I do.”. 

Gojo walked out but before leaving for work he paid a visit to the director to make sure Dr.Utahime is always available for you.

-X-

Gojo was gone for over an hour and you were getting bored out of your mind. You had been cooped up inside the room for too long and Gojo didn’t even trust you to walk on your own two legs. This was your chance to walk around and probably meet Shoko. The only problem…the guards. You stood near the door and gave yourself a pep talk. They are just guards, I haven’t done anything wrong so why am I worried about them? If anything happens I can always use Shoko. You took a deep breath and pressed the button to open the door. One step..two steps..”Ma’am is there anything you need?”

“No. I am just going out”. The second guard pulled the wheelchair and stood in front of you, “We are not to leave you alone, I can take you wherever you want to go”. You looked at the dreaded wheelchair. “I can walk fine on my own”. You said, trying to get past him but he blocked your way once again. “Ma’am please understand, we cannot let you go alone” You groaned, “Please..”. The guards looked at you in confusion and then at each other. “We..we cannot let you go alone”.

“Fine! But stay at a distance..”. The guards nodded and walked behind you. “How long have you been working for Gojo?”. 

“Two years ma’am”. 

“You don’t have to call me ma’am. You can call me y/n”. You walked ahead towards the end of the hallway. “No ma’am”. You chuckled and shook your head. There were more guards present at the entrance of the floor. They straightened up and then bowed at you. “Hi. How are you guys doing?”.

“We are good ma’am”. They said in unison. “Nice”,you chuckled nervously and got in the elevator. You turned towards one of the guards standing behind you, “What’s your name?”. He bowed down formally, “My name is Yuki Hiro ma’am!”. 

“Okay, Yuki tell me how many guards are there in total?”. 

“There are 8 of us on the floor and 10 around the hospital”. 

“Satoru is not here so do you still need to be in the hospital..all 18 of you?”. 

“We are here as your guards ma’am, Mr.Gojo has his personal guards”.

“My guards? all of you?Why?”.

“Yes ma’am, Mr.Gojo’s order”. 

“So if I tell you to do one thing and Mr.Gojo asks you to do another, whom would you listen to?”. Yuki looked at his partner who shrugged at him. “We are here to protect you, so we'll follow the order that aligns with our aim”. His partner gave him a proud nod. The elevator opened on the common floor, as you got out all eyes turned towards you and the guard behind you. You walked around, hoping to find something interesting to do and come up with a way to be on your own. Then it clicked, You turned around and smiled at them, “I need to use the restroom, both of you wait here..it’s an order?”. You were more unsure of your ‘order’ than they were. They exchanged confused looks, “Don’t tell me you intend to follow me into the restroom?”. 

“No ma’am! We would never! We apologize!”. You chuckled nervously and stepped back pointing your thumb towards the washroom. “I’ll be off then..wait right here.”.

“Yes ma’am”. You walked towards the restroom slowly, waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak away. This has become an interesting game. You looked back and saw them staring in your direction. You opened the restroom door and just then a crowd of people walked in between you and the guards and instead of stepping in you turned and walked in between the crowd, keeping your head low. You managed to reach the end of the hallway and stepped away from the crowd, you looked behind and saw no one and sighed in relief. Now you were free..

-X-

Gojo returned with Miwa and was greeted by the guards at the elevator. “Ms.Y/n is not in her room sir. She has gone down”. Gojo frowned at them. “When?”. There was no need for you to go down..

“An hour ago.”. 

“What about her guards?”. 

“They went along with her”. Something felt wrong. “Call them and ask them where they are”. The guard pulled out his phone and before he could dial Yuki, he got a call from him. Gojo saw this and looked at him, “Put it on speaker”. 

“Yes Yuki”.

“We can’t find Ms.Y/n”. Gojo snatched the phone from him and yelled into the mic, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CAN’T FIND HER?!”. 

“I..I apologise sir. She said she needed to go to the restroom and asked us to wait for her. When she didn’t come out for 20 minutes we had one of the nurses go check on her and it was empty. We have checked the entire floor and went through the first 10 floors of the building but we can’t find her”. Gojo’s grip tightened on the phone before he threw it at the wall, shattering it to pieces. “Go find her! NOW!”. 

Miwa tried calming Gojo down, “It’s fine Mr.Gojo. I am sure we will find her”. Gojo  turned towards his guards.“What is the layout of the hospital?”. 

“Sir, we have three buildings joined by the common ground and each building has 30 floors, we have accessed the CCTV footage and we are looking for her”. 

Gojo ran his hand through his hair and ran down the staircase to look for you..

You looked up at the hospital map on the wall, looking for a way to reach Shoko’s office. You had explored enough and were getting tired now. Soo I am in building 2 and Shoko and my room is in building 1. I can take a lift to the common hall, cross over, take the elevator to Shoko’s floor and that's all…

You reached Shoko’s floor and walked towards her office. “Ms.Y/n''. You turned around at the all too familiar voice and saw Mei standing in front of you. Looking better than the last time you had seen her. “What are you doing here?”. 

“I am here to drop something for Miwa..”. 

“Then go your way”. You said, turning around. “Y/n..please..”. 

“What do you want from me?”. 

“I realised I never really got to apologise to you. My father did but I didn’t…so I am sorry for everything I did to you. I really didn’t mean for things to go this far”.

“Fine. I heard you”. Mei tried reaching for your hand but her hand stopped mid way when a loud voice was heard making both you and Mei flinch. “DO NOT TOUCH HER!”. 

You turned around and saw Gojo practically running towards you with his guards behind him. “Satoru..”. 

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!”. He yelled,towering over Mei, making her flinch. “Mr.Gojo I..I was just apo..apologising to Ms.Y/n..I wasn’t trying to..wasn’t trying to hurt her”. 

“And you expect me to believe that? How did you know where she was? Did you follow her?”. He stood between you and Mei, shielding you behind his broad shoulders. If you could, you would see the terrified eyes of Mei and how her hand trembled by her side. But your own body seemed to be giving up on you. You clenched his shirt as you tried to maintain your balance. 

“No .., I..I was coming to see Miwa and I saw Ms.Y/n walking this way and..and I just wanted to talk to her..”. Gojo gritted his teeth and took a step towards her but you stopped him, you tugged his shirt and he turned around to look at you, He took your face in his hands and bent down to check for any signs of discomfort on your face, “Y/n..are you fine? Are you hurt? Did she do anything?”. He was panting, barely able to keep his eyes focused. “I’m ..fine..just tired. Mei didn’t do anything”. He shook his head and looked at the guards, “Call Dr.Shoko right now!”.

Gojo picked you up in one swift motion and walked towards your room. You could see his jaw tense as he carried you along the hallway.  “I’m fine. Really…”. Gojo didn’t answer or look at you. His grip on your body is tightening slightly.

He gently put you on your bed as the two guards stood near your bed with their heads down. "We apologise ma'am". 

"No! It was my fault…please…Don't apologise. I'm fine". Gojo stood with his hands on his waist and looked at the two guards. 

"You two had one fucking job! Both of you-" he said pointing his finger between them, "Both of you are fired!". 

"Satoru no. Please it was my fault not theirs… don't fire them!".

"Y/n stay out of this..".

"I won't! I will not have anyone else stay around me except them…". Gojo gritted his teeth and looked at them. "Fine.. if that's what it takes.. but you will always have them by your side, is that clear?". 

"Yes Mr.Gojo". Gojo's anger faded away and his pressed lips almost stretched into a smile..almost..

"You two can go now". The guards thanked you and him and left. 

“What were you thinking y/n?”. 

“I just wanted to walk around..I was bored..”.

“Walk around? In your condition? Did you even care to think about the consequences of your action?”.

“What consequences? Mei wasn’t going to hurt me”.

“We don’t know that!”.

“I know that! No one is coming to hurt me! Stop treating me like a child!”.

“Then stop acting like one! Anything could have happened to you! Mei could have hurt you! There are terrible people out there and we don’t know what they can do! You could have tripped and hurt yourself! You could have fainted in exhaustion!”. Gojo paced around running his hand over his face. 

Shoko came running through the door, “What happened?!”. Gojo looked at you and bit the inside of his cheeks. “I went to walk around the hospital and he is overreacting”. Gojo scoffed at you, “Really y/n? She sneaked away from guards to walk around for an hour and bumped into Mei in an almost empty hallway”.Shoko looked between the two of you. “Fine..how about we all calm down okay? Y/n are you hurt? How’s your ankle?”.

“It’s fine”. Shoko walked over to your bed and gently pressed your ankle, you hissed in pain. Gojo glared at you, making you look away from him. “Hmm, it is swollen. You shouldn’t have walked around for that long”.

“I know that, I just lost my way..”. 

“Which you wouldn’t have if you would have kept the guards around!”. Before you could retaliate Shoko kept her hand on your shoulder. “Satoru, can you give me a minute with y/n?”. Gojo grabbed his coat and stormed out of the room.

“You need to go easy on him y/n. He was worried about you”. 

“Well he shouldn’t be. He is the one who is treating me like a kid!”.

“You are thinking from your point of view but put yourself in his shoes and think. He hasn’t slept well or eaten well in days now, juggling his time between hospital and office, constantly fretting over you while his father is ill too..he might not show it but he is breaking inside. He is just pretending to be strong and I know this because I have seen him break multiple times over the past day…You know he blames himself for everything that has happened ? He looks like he might pass out any minute but he is trying to be strong for you..so please try to take care of yourself if not for yourself then maybe for him”. 

“It’s not like I want him to worry over me..I just don’t want to be treated like a child”. Shoko smiled gently as she patted your head. “I know..but he is going to be that way whether you like it or not so try not to fight with him and for once in your life y/n let someone take care of you...”. 

-X- 

Gojo paced around the hallway thinking about what just happened. He was lucky he could reach you on time before anything bad could happen to you..but was he always going to be by your side? It was risky leaving you alone. He would have to go ahead with his plan sooner than he had imagined….

He saw Mei walking behind Miwa with her head down. "Miwa". 

"Yes Mr.Gojo". 

"Do you have what I asked for?" She nodded and handed him the bag. Gojo took the phone out and inspected it. He had ordered it specially for you realising that you do need to have some way to contact him. But this was no ordinary phone. Gojo had gotten spyware planted in the phone, with which he could not only monitor your location, but could also access camera, microphone, photos in your gallery and every call and message log. 

It was justified. He was doing it to protect you. He logged in and opened his phone to test the tracker. One he was satisfied it was working fine he put the phone back in the box. 

"Why is she here?". He asked Miwa. "Mr.Gojo, I was with you in the meeting so I asked her to bring the phone. I apologise for what happened today". 

Gojo sighed as he stared at Mei. "Fine. But make sure it doesn't happen again… what is the update on the house?". 

"Yes, everything is done except Ms.y/n's wardrobe".

"Why? What's taking so long?". 

"I have yet to pick up her clothes from her home and I need Ms.Shoko's permission". 

"No need for that.”.He looked at Mei and sighed.” Take Mei with you and make sure it is done in three days and make sure she has everythung and anything else that can be necessary. If you think something additional is needed then you don't have to wait for my permission,you can go ahead and get it". 

"Sure Mr.Gojo. How is she doing now?".

"She's fine, Can you get me coffee? I need to talk to Mei".

Mei watched Miwa walk away and fear crawled up her spine. Gojo took slow steps towards her till she was caged between him and the wall. 

"Mei.. you are lucky y/n has forgiven you, if it wasn't for her then let's just say you won't be standing on two feet..so try to hurt her again and I will forget the mercy she has shown you". 

"Mr.Gojo.. I wasn't trying to hurt her..I swear…".

"I don't give a fuck! Let me make something clear to you, you are lucky enough that you get to breath the same air as her but do not forget where you stand! You will not speak unless spoken to, you will not sit next to her, you will not look at her! Is that clear?". Mei clasped her hands behind her back and nodded.

"You're off the hook…for now…you'll have to work really hard because my patience with you is running really low"

-X- 

Shoko left soon and you sat alone on the bed, looking at the door, expecting him to walk in. You waited for an hour and had almost given up and were about to turn away and sleep when you heard the door open. Gojo walked in carrying a paper bag in his hand. You didn’t know what to say so you decided to fix your eyes on your lap. “Are you still mad at me?”. He asked , keeping the bag on the table as he sat next to your bed. You shook your head which made strands of your hair fall on your face. Gojo reached out and tucked them behind your ear, tilting your face to look at him. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you”. 

“I..it was my fault. I shouldn’t have done that..I know I am causing way too much trouble for you. You have to stay here because of me and you can barely eat or sleep..I hate it..”. Gojo smiled as he rubbed your cheeks. “Don’t worry about me. I am fine as long as you’re fine”.

“I wish I could help you too”.Gojo hummed and leaned back in his chair .“There is one way you can help me, you know?”. 

“How?”.

“Move in with me. I have doctors and medical staff on standby and it would  be less stressful for you too”. 

“I don’t understand..”.

“I have spoken to the director of this hospital , you can be discharged next week and I think it would be best if you stay with me..”.

“Well..our apartments are right next to each other so it wouldn’t matter if I stay with you or alone..”. Gojo chuckled as he leaned towards you. “No y/n. Not that apartment… our home..”.

"What do you mean by our home?". 

"I want us to have a fresh start.."

“Are you sure it’d be alright? I know your dad doesn’t like me and I don’t want to come in between both of you given his condition”. 

“No… I am sure he wouldn’t mind..”. 

“I’ll have to move a lot of stuff…how can I? I mean-”.

“You don’t have to worry about anything..I’ll take care of it. I promise you won’t have to worry about anything..”. 

You looked at his sunken eyes,If moving in with him will make it easier for him then… "Fine..”

-X- 

It has become a routine for you. You'd wake up with Gojo next to you, get your check up done, have breakfast, spend time with Gojo, have lunch, sleep , go for an evening walk, eat dinner with Gojo and sleep again. It was mundane but a welcomed break. This was probably the first time off you have had in years. You were either working or looking for work whereas now you had only one goal, getting better. 

Even when Gojo was not next to you, he was always texting you and sending you photos of him in the office. Today was one of those days. You were walking around the park with two guards ahead of you and two guards following you. It felt weird and in some way cut you off from the rest of the world around you, but if having guards around would give some peace of mind to Gojo to focus on his work then you were not going to question it. 

You checked your phone and realised you had an hour until Gojo gets back, “Yuki , do you know where the gift shop is?”. You asked one of the guards. “Yes ma’am. Would you like to go there?”. 

“Yes please…”.

You walked around the gift shops looking for the best option.You wished you could have done something better but you were going to make the best out of this situation..Gojo was doing a lot for you and you wanted to thank him for it . You came across a pink coffee mug with strawberries printed on it. You picked it up and examined it, Cute. You turned towards the four guards standing behind you, “Do you think he would like this?”. They looked at each other, hoping one of them would answer. “Come one guys, There is no one else I can ask”. 

“Yes ma’am. It is..cute”. You smiled happily at the man who answered the question. “Thank You!”. Yuki held onto the pink mug for you as you walked around the shop, hoping to find something. You went through shelves of mugs, cards, flowers, socks…you were about to turn around and settle for the mug when something caught your eye. An entire section of baby clothes..you walked towards it, looking through cute onesie and shoes, then you saw it … a small pair of brown shoes..

Your heart sank as you held a small brown pair of shoes in your hand. You ran your thumb over the bear motif thinking about the child you never got to meet. “I’ll take this as well”. 

You took your phone out to pay as you saw the cashier putting shoes and mug in the same bag, you weren’t sure if you wanted Gojo to know about them…”Separate bags please…”. 

Gojo got a notification on his phone about your phone’s activity. What was she doing in the gift shop?. He opened the bill and saw the only two items you bought…

You stepped out of the elevator on your floor and saw Gojo talking to a familiar looking man. 

"Toji!!!". You yelled, making the two men look in your direction. Toji smiled at you, making the scar on his lip twitch up. Before he could say anything you pulled him down in a hug, making him chuckle lightly. "Nice to meet you again". 

"Thank you so much! For everything that you did!". You said pulling back. 

"It's my pleasure. How are you holding up?". 

"I'm good. How's Megumi?". Toji smiled at the fact that you remembered Megumi. "He's fine. A pain in the ass but fine". He said, making both you and Gojo chuckle. 

"I'll get going now. Lots to do. Stay out of trouble Ms.y/n". He winked at you and walked away with his guards. 

Gojo sat across from you and saw you fidgeting with your food. “Something on your mind?”. You shook your head and smiled at him. “No. How did the meeting go?”. 

“It went well. We have finalized the design for our new resort” You simply nodded at him. You missed being able to work, attend meetings, see your ideas materialize into projects. Gojo saw you losing yourself in your thoughts again. “Is everything okay y/n?”. You simply smiled at him. “Yeah…there is something that I have been thinking about..”.

“What is it?”. 

“I have a job offer”. …

‘What do you mean?”. 

“I had applied for a job and I got an email from them today-”.

“Why did you? You already have one..”. You could see Gojo was not happy with the news. 

“You..you fired me remember”. It was embarrassing for you to admit it in front of him but your pride was too bruised to work with him again,“Y/n…”. Gojo sighed and ran his hand over his face. “..is that what this is about?”.

“No. It’s not. I am not asking you for a job, I am just letting you know that I got one..”. 

“Fuck..”. Gojo cursed under his breath and stood up. “Y/n..I…fuck..I know I messed up but ..please”. You got up and held his hand, trying to calm him down. “I haven’t accepted the offer but I am considering it..”. Gojo’s grip on your hand tightened as he looked down at you.“You shouldn't be thinking about it now..you should be resting”.

"I rest all day Satoru and besides It's a necessity".

"It's not..I can take-".

"No .. I don't want you to "take care" of me. I can do that on my own.." . Gojo scoffed, "I should be allowed to right?".

"Satoru you're already doing enough and this is not about you. It's about me. Please understand...".

"Fine.. but not at the cost of your health. Start working when you are completely better..Which company is it?".

“It’s a startup called finacle…”. Gojo looked at you, eyes focused on yours as his jaw clenched. He took a deep breath, it was nothing he couldn’t handle. He knew you were too proud to work with him again,maybe he would just have to play it his way. The anger washed away and a smile ghosted his lips as he nodded. “Alright..if it makes you happy then I’m happy for you”. You sighed in relief. “Thank you..”. You felt bad for bringing this up. To make up for it you decided to play a little with Gojo, "What if I.. don't want to work?" 

Gojo smiled and wrapped his hands around your waist. "That would be perfect.. I will get to come home to you and our kids-". 

"Kids?!". 

"Yeah. Four, did you forget?". Before you could say anything, Gojo leaned down and pressed his lips onto yours. Your lips moved along with his as you ran your hands through his hair. Gojo pulled back and whispered against your lips, "You're Mine…"..

You tilted your head and smiled at him, "Am I? You haven't really asked me out you know". Gojo chuckled and touched your nose with his, "Y/n L/n will you-". You pressed his lips with your palm. "You are not asking me out in a hospital!". Gojo chuckled and licked your palm instead. "Satoru!!! You are disgusting!!".

Gojo was lying next to you with one arm draped across your shoulder and the other holding the remote as you both tried to decide which movie to watch.”I have something for you!”. You reached for the table beside your bed and pulled out the wrapped box. You sat crossed legs on the bed and handed the box to Gojo.

“What is this?”. 

“OPEN IT!”. Gojo knew what it was. It wasn’t the gift that made him smile, it was the glint in your eyes as you watched him unwrap it. Gojo held the mug in front of his face. “Is this for me?”. You rolled your eyes at him, “of course”.

“Why?”. 

“No reason…”. Gojo grabbed your waist and turned you around as your back collided with his chest. He kissed the top of your head as he admired the cute mug in his hand. “Cute..”. 

“I know..”.

“I wasn’t talking about the gift”. You hit his arm which earned you another peck on your cheek. “Is that all you got?”. You turned your head back and saw him smirking at you. Your eyes followed his gaze and landed on the other bag kept at the foot of the table. A sad attempt at hiding it from your end. “Is that also for me?”. 

“No!”. Gojo chuckled and leaned over to grab it. Your arms failed to stop his strong ones from picking it up. “It’s nothing..I just thought they were really cute..”. Gojo nodded and pulled out the contents of the bag. You swear you could hear the shift in his heart beat. He remained silent admiring the tiny pair of shoes. “I..I’m sorry”. You tried apologising thinking you might have offended him by reminding him of it. 

"These are so small..". The pair of shoes could fit together on his palm.Gojo didn’t say anything for a minute and kept staring at the shoes…He imagined what it could have been..“I’m sorry. I just saw them and-”.

“You don’t have to apologize..they are really adorable..”. You nodded your head as you rubbed the back of his hand. “Y/n?”. 

“Yeah?”.

“I’ll keep it safe..We..will keep it safe. Right?”.

“Yes we will..”.

-X-

Gojo : Miwa schedule a call with Mrs.Tanaka tomorrow afternoon. We need to discuss a new acquisition.

Miwa : Sure Sir. Do you want me to get you the financial statements as well?

Gojo : Yes that would be perfect.. look into Financle

-X-

Mei sat with Miwa in the backseat as Ijichi drove them to the house Gojo had picked out for both of you. “I have Ms.Y/n’s measurements with me. We need to finalise a few finishing touches and then we can settle other things”. 

“Sure..But if I may ask, Why another house?”.

“Mr.Gojo was adamant about the type of house he wanted for Ms.Y/n. The other penthouses and his ancestral home are in the heart of the city and Mr.Gojo wants privacy..I had shown him 10 properties and the moment he laid his eyes on this one, he knew it was the one”.

“So are they..getting married?”. Miwa locked her ipad and let out a hopeful sigh... “Not yet..But I hope they do!”. Mei nodded and looked out the window, trying to hide the burn in her chest. The car stopped outside a mansion with a traditional exterior with a modern touch. It was surrounded by lush green trees and looked like a vacation house. Mei got down and saw the full stretch of the property, it must have been thrice the size of her own house.``It’s..beautiful..”. 

“I know! Let’s go!”. Miwa said, leading the way. Mei followed her inside and saw the wooden interior, she turned around trying to take it all in. People were moving inside in every direction. Some were fixing a table, hanging a painting, some were trying to fix the carpet. Miwa saw her looking at everything in amazement and confusion, “Mr.Gojo wants it to be done as soon as possible”. 

Mei nodded and followed Miwa upstairs. “Where are we going?”. 

“I need to check if they are done with the interior of the wardrobe and master bedroom”. Mei nodded and walked behind her into the master bedroom. The bedroom was bigger than any she had ever seen, every corner of the room looked like it was handcrafted and fixed there by some master craftsman. 

“Who is the interior designer?”.

“Some man whose name I can't pronounce...It’s a funny story actually. When Mr.Gojo and Ms.Y/n were young, she mentioned an interior designer she saw in a magazine and how she wished one day she could see his work. Mr.Gojo remembered that and flew in the decorator from Rome just so he could have a perfect home. He picked out this house …I think… three months ago, right and started the work…”. 

“Three months ago? I thought they weren't together”.

“It didn’t matter. Mr.Gojo was confident that one day he will bring Ms.Y/n here and he wanted it to be perfect.. Let’s check on the wardrobes. The bedroom looks fine..". 

Mei wondered if she ever really stood a chance. She remembered three months ago when she thought she had Gojo right where she wanted, how wrong she was. Even when Gojo was not with you, he was hopeful. Hopeful enough to do all this…. 

Mei walked behind Miwa who led her through a door from one end of the bedroom. They entered a room the same size as the bedroom with matching carpets and mirrors along the walls. Shelves were being fixed in place. “Are you sure it's the wardrobe? It's too big …”.

“Yes, this is the wardrobe.. is just the first level, we have to check on the second level as well…so as per the instructions the first level is for casual and office wear so we need type A cases and evening wear is on the second level so there should be the second type of racks...perfect… I pray they didn't mess up the jewelery shelf like last time ...”. 

Mei watched Miwa climb stairs to the second level and looked around. If only I hadn’t messed it all up… She walked around running her hands through the shelves and satin lined chairs. For a moment she imagined herself here … with Gojo by her side. Getting ready together for work…She believed that Gojo would never be happy with you. The love wasn't equal, he was clearly more in love with you whereas you were just trying to live your life.. Should she be brave enough to try? Or play it safe? She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Miwa walk down. "We are done here … everything seems to be in order. I will need your help with the clothes, we have packages coming in tomorrow morning and we will have to get this place ready. Call the company and get confirmation on that". 

"Where are we going now?". Mei clasped her hand in front of her and smiled gleefully. “To pick up something special”.

Mei and Miwa sat oposite to the manager, in the private room of one of the country's oldest and prestigious jewelers, as he placed the velvet box in front of them. Mei gasped at the sapphire ring places in the glass box. “It’s beautiful”. Mei was familiar with the ring, it was the Gojo clan ring. Passed down for more than 10 generations to the lady of the house. She had seen Mrs.Gojo wearing it in their family photos.. "My great great grand father curated this ring for Gojo family and since then we have been working with Gojo family for it's safekeeping and maintenance".

"It is truly beautiful". Miwa said smiling at the beaming manager.

Miwa looked at the manager, “Is it fitted to the size?”.

“Yes ma’am. Let me show you”. The manager put on a silk glove and gently took the ring out and placed it on a metal cone, Miwa squinted and checked the measurements on the side and nodded. “Perfect..Please pack it securely. I would like to check the other ring as well”.

"The other ring?". Mei asked looking at Miwa. "Yeah. Mr.Gojo wanted to carry on the family tradition but also wanted something of his own so he had another ring made out of one of his' late mother's diamonds..".

"How are you so sure about the size?". Miwa's got up and pulled out a frog ring from her bag, "Ms.Shoko helped us out".

"Please follow me". The manager motioned to Miwa and she followed him to the other end of the room. Mei turned her attention towards the blue ring in front of her. She wondered if in another life she would get to be with Satoru..If he would look at her the same way he looks at you..She remembered how once at a party Gojo’s dad joked about giving her the Gojo family ring and now it was here in front of her..fitted for someone else.."Can I try it?". She asked, looking up at the assistant standing behind the counter.

"Are you the lucky lady?". The assistant asked smiling at her. Mei beamed at her, it was quite evident that she had the personality to carry such a tradition and name and not you.. "Yes .. I just want to make sure it fits".

"I apologise but we have strict orders to not let anyone try it in the absence of Mr Gojo". Mei's face dropped, "I'm sure Satoru would not appreciate it but ..I guess it can't be helped" . The assistant was caught between a rock and a hard place. "Ma'am... If you don't mind we have a replica of this ring, you can try that to check the size..".

Mei scoffed internally but maintained her trained smile. "Fine then ... Replica it is"

"Sure ma'am, just give me a second". The assistant held the replica of the ring in her gloved hand and Mei slid her ring finger in. It was slightly tight. "I'm sorry ma'am, I can have it altered".

"No need. It's fine.. Do you happen to know it's estimated value?". Mei took her phone out and clicked a photo of her hand.

"It is priceless but I am sure its value is not greater than love between the too of you..". Mei smirked at her. It probably worths more than her family's net worth and you .... out of all the people you would get to wear it like it was some ordinary jewelery..how unfair...

"You're right".

"It looked great on you Ms.Y/n". Mei's smile droped as she turned her head towards the assistant. "You can take it off now". Mei glanced at Miwa to make sure she didn't see any of it. She was confident now that it was her who deserved to wear it and not you..Never you ..

Miwa walked with manager with the second box in her hand. "Both the rings are perfect fit".

"Can I see it?". Mei asked tucking a strand of her behind her ear. Miwa hesitated but then opened the box. Her heart skipped a beat, Gojo sure had a great taste. She couldn't take her eyes off the radiating diamond ring.. a spark was lit inside her heart... A spark which asked her to be brave ...

-X-

Today was your last day in the hospital and you couldn’t have been happier. You stood and looked around the room, you had spent close to 14 days here, in those 14 days you went through a phase of your life which had not only changed you but made you a better person. After coming so close to death, you had realised that life was more than just worrying about others, worrying about what others thought of you. Because in the end none of it really mattered. 

You were dressed in Gojo’s navy blue sweatshirt and some comfortable trousers. You picked up the bag that Miwa and Gojo had brought for you and went through it to make sure everything was there.

You pulled out your phone and texted Nanami,

Y/n : I'm finally getting discharged!!

Nanami: Good. How are you doing now?

Y/n: Better. But I've got a lot to deal with :(

Nanami : you're strong! You've got this! And if you ever want to run away, I will always have a place for you.

Y/n : Thanks Kento :) it means a lot. I do miss you and Kiro. Hope I could see you guys soon

Nanami : We miss you too and you're always welcome to visit us :)

“Ms.Y/n are you ready?”. Miwa said, peeping inside. “Yes I am. Where is Satoru?”. 

“Oh, he is on a phone call. The director would like to meet you once, Is it alright with you?”.

“Meet me? Now?”. Miwa nodded her head. “He is waiting outside, should I let him in?”. You were confused but you were not going to say no to the director of the hospital where your best friend worked. “Yeah sure”.

Miwa smiled and opened the door and a tall stout man walked through the door, he was wearing a three piece suit and had neatly trimmed hair. “Hello Ms.L/n”. He said bowing down at you, you were flustered by this because he was clearly older to you. You bowed back in embarrassment. “Hello”. He handed you a huge bouquet of cosmos smiling ear to ear. “I hope your experience at our hospital was a nice one”. 

“Yes it was. You have a really helpful staff and great doctors too”. The man gave a hearty laugh. “I am glad it was suited to your needs. Afterall you are our special guest, we wouldn’t dare disappoint Mr.Gojo”. 

“That’s really sweet of you..”.

Gojo cut the call he was on and saw the notification of message log from your phone. He opened it and read through your chats with Nanami. Nanami was one person he knew he could never truly remove from your life and he was the one person that made him insecure. He clutched the phone in his hand took a deep breath..He was going to make sure that you won't think about anyone except him...

Gojo walked in and looked at the director. “Mr.Watanabe.” He said, taking his place next to you. “Hello Mr.Gojo. I was just making sure Ms.Y/n had a pleasant experience”. Gojo smiled at him and placed his hand at the small of your back. “Thank you for everything Mr.Watanabe”.

“Oh no Sir. The pleasure was all ours.If you need any assistance in future you must call me directly and I will make sure you get every help you need". 

"That's generous of you". 

"I would love to extend an invitation to you and Mrs.Gojo-". Your eyes widened in shock and you had to bite down your lip to not laugh right there while Gojo maintained his professional smile as he pulled you closer to him and ran his palm along your spine. "Please pardon me, Ms.y/n..". You waved your hand in front of your face, "It's okay". 

"We would love to have both of you attend our annual charitable spring ball”. He handed Gojo an invitation card. Gojo looked at Miwa who immediately stepped forwards and took the card from his hand. “Thank You for the invitation”. You said, prefering to be the polite one. 

“We must get going Sir”. Miwa said, looking at Gojo. “Right. Thank you once again for everything Mr.watanabe. Gojo smiled and walked past him holding your hand in his. 

You stood next to him in the elevator, with Miwa and guards behind you. Gojo had his hand on the small of your back, as he leaned in and whispered to you "I have a surprise for you". 

You leaned towards him as he bent down to hear you, "What is it?". Gojo simply shook his head,"It won't be a surprise if I tell you....Mrs.Gojo",earning a chuckle from you. Miwa watched the two of you behave like teenagers flirting with each other and pressed her lips to suppress her laughter. 

"I didn't even get to meet Shoko". Gojo kissed the top of your head. "You will soon". 

You looked at led indicator above the door and tilted your head towards Gojo in confusion. “Shouldn’t we be going to the parking lot?”. Gojo smiled looking ahead, “No. We won’t be taking the car..”.

The elevator door opened on the terrace and the guards surrounded the area immediately before you stepped out. Mei stood behind Miwa and glared at you from behind her dark sunglasses..things were going to get intresting and she has a lot of work to do...

Before you could question further you saw what he meant. A helicopter with the crest of the Gojo group across it was waiting for both of you… 

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