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How JJK men react when you fall asleep on them
Pairing: Nanami x reader; Gojo x reader; Inumaki x reader (first time yay, thank you @emzalot and @trysudio for the great idea <3)
Word Count: 3,4k
Warnings: not proofread because I really have to go to work right now lol, a little language here and there, otherwise fluff overload, will write a part ll of this so if you wanna get tagged leave a comment and let me know. Also, I'd appreciate it sooooo much if you'd interact with this fic and showed some support <3
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Kento Nanami
Itâs been a hell of a week. Work swallows you whole, curses appear like plagues out of nowhere. This summer seems to be worse than any year before, worse than anything youâve ever witnessed despite the stinging fact that you are a grade 1 sorcerer.
âWhen was the last time youâve slept, (y/n)?â Satoru questions playfully when you walk past him.
You have no energy for his bullshit right now, feet shuffling on the floor without a real aim. Oh, but you do have an aim-
Him.
âCanât remember anymore. Let me go home nowâ, you mumble, heart beating a little faster just by the thought of it.
Going home means meeting him. After weeks of being apart, after weeks of not really seeing each other, youâll finally come back home to him. Kento Nanami, the best boyfriend walking on this earth. Kento Nanami, who was the one who forced Gojo to talk to the elders in order to give you a few days off. Kento Nanami, who is the only thing on your mind except for sleep right now.
âCome on, let me drive you home, (y/n). No need for you to walk that whole wayâ, Gojo suggests.
You canât argue. In fact, you donât even want to. Even the thought of sitting for a few minutes seems like a relieve at the moment.
âYour man was really mad when he found out you were assigned for another bunch of missions this week, threatened to slap me if I donât talk to the eldersâ, the man next to you comments amused while starting the car.
Kento is a calm and collected man, never too much of anything. But when it comes to you and your safety, he seems to put on another face.
Definitely a hot one.
âI hope he slapped you anywayâ, you reply with a weak grin, earning a heartfelt laugh from Gojo.
âNot yet, but let me escort you to the door just in case.â
He stops the car, your numb body refusing to get up. You just started to get comfortable, maybe youâre able to rest your eyes on the passenger seat for a secondâŠ
âCome on, you just need to walk inside. Kento already waits for you.â
âDid you drive her here?â
Oh, that sweet voice. That sweet voice you get drunk on over and over again, that voice that lures you into relieving darkness. Now youâre save. Now youâre finally able to rest.
âHey sweetheart, are you alright?â
His comforting touch caresses your cheek gently, you can tell heâs gazing down at you worried. Â But as much as you want to lift you arms and finally embrace your boyfriend in a tight hug, as much as you are forcing your eyes to open and take in his striking sight, you simply canât move.
âLet me carry you inside. You definitely need to rest nowâ, he mumbles.
Softly, he lifts you out of the passenger seat. You feel like melting away in an instant, the mixture of his masculine scent along with the warmth of his body being your personal heaven on earth. God, how much you love that man, how much adore that he stood up for you, that he lets you rest in his comforting arms right now.
âThank you for helping me outâ, Nanami addresses towards Gojo.
âNo need for that. Weâre buddies after all, right? And I donât wanna get slapped by you. Good night, (y/n), sleep tight!â
As much as youâd love to bite back, your tongue is so numb you canât even bring out anything apart from a minor groan.
Kentoâs tall frame begins to walk, his tight muscles reflecting every little movement against your head. What a sensation it is, knowing that youâll lay curled up next to him in bed within the next minutes.
âMissed youâ, you mumble.
His touch brushes over your back comfortingly while he steps back into the warmth of your inviting home.
âIâm so glad youâre home again, sweetheart. But before youâre all mine, you have to catch up with your sleep. When was the last time you were able to rest?â
You canât put a finger on it. Apart from a few short naps now and then, there was absolutely no chance to sleep for 3 hours straight within the last week. But telling Kento that definitely doesnât seem like a good idea, not that you are able to build a straight sentence anyway.
âDonât knowâ, you hush.
Gently, he lays you down onto your soft mattress. You curl up in an instant, taking in his scent inside the soft linen of your blanket. Oh, this feels like nothing but heaven. Especially because he positions himself next to you, pressing your back against his broad chest.
âGet your well-deserved rest. I wonât let something like that happen againâ, he breathes against your ear.
âI love you, Kento. Thanks for standing up for meâŠâ
His skilled fingers tuck a strand of hair that hangs in your face behind your ear before stroking your head just the way you like it.
âI will always look after you, (y/n). Now rest a little and tell me about the last weeks when youâre ready. Iâve already shopped for this evening, I want to cook your favourite meal for you. Â And-â
He stops himself from talking, your low and steady breath making it more than clear that you are already sound asleep. With a small smile, Kento tucks you into the blanket and presses a kiss against your forehead. Oh, how much you deserve to finally rest, how lovely you look with your relaxed facial features and your head completely swallowed by your pillow
âSleep tight, I love you more than anything else, (y/n).â
Satoru Gojo
âNo offense, but you look like you havenât slept in days.â
You canât hold in a yawn, teary eyes staring at the man in front of you. That definitely was a rough mission. So rough that Satoru Gojo had to step in to save your puny ass. And if that wasnât embarrassing enough, you can barely keep your eyes open. That fucking demon you werenât able to exorcise all night, fucking Satoru Gojo who took forever to come to your rescue.
âIâm fineâ, you grumble, avoiding his gaze at any cost.
Why on earth does it have to be him? Why Satoru Gojo instead of someone decent like Geto? Now, youâll have to live with his stupid comments for at least some months.
âBaby, you look like youâre about to pass out.â
âDonât call me babyâ, you hiss through gritted teeth.
Get yourself together, keep your eyes open. Why on earth are you so damn tired right now? Maybe because you were fighting the whole night, maybe because you havenât slept enough for ages.
âFeel free to rest a little, this car ride will take us some timeâ, Ijichi interrupts softly, gazing at you through the mirror.
âIâm fineâ, you groan.
God, why is everything so damn annoying at the moment? Your eyes wander to the man next to you who just grins from ear to ear. Itâs because of him, that fucker over there.
âDonât worry, I will take care if something happensâ, he assures you.
Urgh, you are too tired to deal with his shit-talking right now. You turn pointedly towards the window, staring into the rainy late morning. What time is it? You have no idea. All that you know is that youâve been awake for more than 48 hours by now, your body being completely worn out and covered in bruises. Maybe Shoko will give you a decent pain killer that shoots you into another dimension. Yeah, that actually sounds nice.
Satoruâs eyes lay on you, how your body gets sluggish in the car seat with every passing minute. Until your head rests against the window, until your heavy eyes get the best of you and your mouth opens. Yes, you were completely worn out by the time he arrived. And it is more than well-deserved that you rest now. But why do you have to look this lovely while doing so?
âIs she asleep?â, Ijichi questions softly.
âOh she definitely is. No wonder after that hell of a mission. Please turn the music down a little so she doesnât wake up.â
Even though youâre always act cold towards him, Satoru canât help but admire you from afar. You are so feisty, so strong, so lovely it takes his breath away. It seems like the only time heâs even able to look your way properly is when you are asleep.
And he enjoys every second of it.
Ijichi makes a sharp turn to the left, eyes widen in horror when another car is only inches away from crashing into him. Before Satoru is able to react, your body crashes against his, your head now resting against his shoulder. He holds his breath, heart almost beating out of his chest. He never came this close to you, not without you complaining. From here, you look even lovelier, your steady breath brushing against his neck in a way that makes him see start.
But you donât seem to mind. No, instead your arm wraps itself around his as you rub your head against his shoulder in order to find a comfortable position.
âIs she still sleeping? I hope this didnât wake her upâŠâ
âNah, sheâs asleepâ, Satoru mumbles.
The urge to touch you becomes almost unbearable. How is he supposed to sit still when you are cuddled against him like this? How is he supposed to not stretch out his hand when your hair looks so inviting, when he wondered about what your skin feels like since knowing you?
A little touch canât hurt, right? A simple, innocent touchâŠ
Slowly, his trembling fingertip brushes over your cheek. It feels like electricity is running through his veins where his skin meets yours. You really are strikingly beautiful, even when your face is squished against his shoulder, even when your mouth hangs slightly open. And oh, the perfume you wear smells absolutely intoxicating. How is it possible he never realized how good you smell?
âHello?â
He stares at you with his eyes wide open, movement stuck in its tracks while you blink away the sleep and gaze up at him in drunken confusion.
âAre we there yet?â
âNo, weâre still on our way backâ, he explains briefly.
You look around, the realization of where you are slowly but surely hitting you like a wall. Oh god, is this Satoru Gojo youâre resting your head on? And is it his hand that cups your cheeks.
âI-Im so sorry!â, you stutter, instantly lifting yourself up and stroking your hair.
Fuck, why is this so embarrassing? Even Gojoâs cheeks get light pink while he avoids your gaze, fumbling with his hands frantically.
âNah Iâm sorry. Should have pushed you backâŠâ
You swallow hard, death silence hanging in the air. Even though you only slept for maybe 10 minutes, you feel like you havenât had such a good nap in a long time. Was is because of him? Is it because you feelâŠsafe?
âYour shoulder was quite comfortableâ, you mutter before you can stop yourself.
âYeah, you think so?â
âSomehow, yeahâŠâ
Is Satoru Gojo maybe not as bad as you thought? He could have yanked your body back into the seat immediately if he wanted to. Hell, you wouldnât have been able to even touch him if he didnât allow it. So maybe, just maybe he doesnât hate you as much as you thought he does.
Just like you.
âWell, you can come over here anytime yâknow.â
Your eyes dart towards him in an instant, looking for a single spark of dark humour on his face. But no. All he does is awkwardly smiling and patting his shoulder like heâs inviting you over.
Is thisâŠAlright? Should you really do it?
âYour arm seems comfier than the window, so why notâŠâ
Hesitantly, you loosen your seatbelt and slide into the middle seat right next to him. The warmth radiating from his body seems to swallow you whole in an instant, a yarn escaping you just by the thought of continuing your nap.
âDonât you dare to tell anybody about thisâ, you mumble against his shoulder, eyelids already so heavy that you fail to keep them open.
âI will use this against you whenever I have the chance to.â
âSatoâŠâ
Toge Inumaki
Itâs hard to keep your eyes open when the old fart in front of you talks about his boring and made up adventures for over 2 hours by now. Not even the stinging fact that your crush is sitting next to you can keep you from holding your head in your hands, eyes slowly but surely closing.
Unexpectedly you feel a hand tapping against your forearm, ripping you out of your daydreams. Togeâs smile catches you off guard, sweeps you off the ground and almost off your chair. How embarrassing, did you really almost fall asleep while sitting next to him? Today was the first time youâve had enough courage to ask him if he wants to sit next to you. How are you even able to be tired when heâs so close you can literally feel the heat radiating from his body?
With a firm smile, he slides a little note your way.
âHey, donât fall asleepâ
You swallow, cheeks heating up in an instant. So he noticed? Oh no, earth should swallow you whole and get you out of this mess as soon as possible. Even though you can tell by his gorgeous eyes that heâs grinning, you canât help but feel deeply ashamed. Â
âThank youâ, you mutter through gritted teeth, eyes darting towards the old fart in front.
Why didnât you go to sleep early tonight, why did you read through all of those chapters when you knew that youâll have a lecture early in the morning? That slow burn just really got you. Oh, but the main character reminds you so much of him. Him, the boy who doesnât speak in anything but sushi ingredients in order to save all of you from getting cursed. Him, whose smile could enchant entire nations. Him, who stole your heart since youâve joined Jujutsu High along his side back then.
But why do you have to make it so complicated, why do you have to act so damn strange around him? Toge must think youâre a total freak, always admiring him from afar while never really talking much with him. Even though he agreed on sitting next to you today, he might have done it because he feels sorry for you.
Your head sinks deeper and deeper, eyes closing themselves before you are able to stop them. When you get home, youâll definitely finish that enemies to lovers story youâve read all night. Maybe youâll be able to be proud of youself for asking him out when youâre back in your room. And just maybe, youâll be able to ask him out on a date sometime. Maybe stargazing? Or watching a movie together. Just the thought of cuddling with himâŠ
Togeâs eyes dart towards you. Considering your slow breaths and how your head rests in your arms, you definitely fell asleep. Gently, he shakes your shoulder and back, taps your arm and slides a note your way.
âTuna tunaâ, he mumbles inaudibly.
But nothing works. No, your body doesnât move an inch except for your head that searches a comfortable position. Slowly but surely, your head threatens to wander off the desk, sending you straight towards the floor.
His eyes dart around frantically. What is he supposed to do now? He canât let the old man notice you fell asleep and risk that youâll hurt your head. But on the other handâŠ
Touching you is something he imagined quite often. Since he first laid his eyes on you, it was over. Searching for you in every crowd, sitting next to you as often as possible, protecting you at any cost. Yes, Toge Inumaki fell head over heels for you.
But somehow it seems like you arenât that interested in him, avoiding his gaze as good as possible, always mumbling short answers only. It surprised him when you came up to him today and asked him to sit next to you, his heart still beating out of his chest just by your presence. Would you be mad, disgusted even if he grabbed you, even if only to save you from falling to the ground?
He clenches his hands into fists, watching in horror as you begin to slide down your chair. What is he supposed to do?
In the matter of seconds, his hands grab your uniform just before youâre about to fall to the floor, catching you just in time and pulling your head onto his lap.
Onto his lap.
You are laying in his lap.
Oh god, this feels so right. No, he has to focus, what will you think of him when you wake up like that? And what will the others do when they catch both of you in this strange-looking position? His face goes pale in an instant, hands desperately holding onto your back so you donât slide down. This is bad, very very bad. But on the other handâŠ
No, he canât enjoy the fact that youâre laying in his lap right now, he canât allow to let himself fall like that. You are asleep, it would be disgusting to use you like that. Especially when you clearly donât like him the way he likes you.
He has no other chance but to wake you up.
âSakeâ, he mutters along with gently tapping your shoulder.
âSake.â
You donât react. Instead, you cuddle yourself into his lap, arm now resting across his legs. He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in and out.
âSake!â, he hisses into your ear as loud as possible with somebody else noticing.
You jerk up, eyes darting around in confusion. What just happened? You mustâve fallen asleep. Urgh, that old fart is still talkingâŠ
âTuna tuna?â
You blink at the boy next to you with doe eyes. He looks absolutely messed up, glossy orbs staring at you in pure horror. Oh no, did you do something embarrassing? Did you snore next to him? Or worse, did you drool?
Frantically, you wipe over your face. This is a nightmare and youâre still absolutely drained.
âI-Iâm sorryâ, you stutter.
âI didnât mean to make you uncomfortable. Iâm just a idiot and went to bed way too late last nightâ, you blubber out.
Gently, Toge grabs the arm that is about to wipe over your face again mid-air and slides another note your way.
âYou look cute when you sleep. Would you like to have a movie night when youâre fit again?â
You stare at the neatly written note with widen eyes. This canât be real, right? Your crush didnât just ask you out after you passed out on the desk during lecture. Itâs like your tongue is stuck in your throat, mouth not able to move. This is way too good to be true, something youâve dreamt about each and every night. Toge, having a movie night with you?
He stares at you nervously, how you blink over and over again in sheer disbelief. Oh no, was this a mistake, do you think he is a freak for asking you out on a movie night just after you fell asleep? What if you know that you laid in his lap, that he touched you without permission? This was a stupid idea, you made it clear multiple times that you arenât interested in him like that-
âIâŠIâd love toâ, you suddenly mutter so silently that Toge almost misses it.
âSalmon?â
âYeahâŠI mean, if youâre still up for a meetingâŠâ
âYou two, will you shut up already? Iâll remove you from this class if you keep on talking!â the old man suddenly screams so loud that you flinch, sitting straight in your chair in an instant while your eyes dart towards him.
Toge shoves another note your way.
âIâm really excited about meeting you.â
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How JJK men react when you fall asleep on them
Pairing: Nanami x reader; Gojo x reader; Inumaki x reader (first time yay, thank you @emzalot and @trysudio for the great idea <3)
Word Count: 3,4k
Warnings: not proofread because I really have to go to work right now lol, a little language here and there, otherwise fluff overload, will write a part ll of this so if you wanna get tagged leave a comment and let me know. Also, I'd appreciate it sooooo much if you'd interact with this fic and showed some support <3
Also: you are able to vote for the characters you want for part ll - just click here
Kento Nanami
Itâs been a hell of a week. Work swallows you whole, curses appear like plagues out of nowhere. This summer seems to be worse than any year before, worse than anything youâve ever witnessed despite the stinging fact that you are a grade 1 sorcerer.
âWhen was the last time youâve slept, (y/n)?â Satoru questions playfully when you walk past him.
You have no energy for his bullshit right now, feet shuffling on the floor without a real aim. Oh, but you do have an aim-
Him.
âCanât remember anymore. Let me go home nowâ, you mumble, heart beating a little faster just by the thought of it.
Going home means meeting him. After weeks of being apart, after weeks of not really seeing each other, youâll finally come back home to him. Kento Nanami, the best boyfriend walking on this earth. Kento Nanami, who was the one who forced Gojo to talk to the elders in order to give you a few days off. Kento Nanami, who is the only thing on your mind except for sleep right now.
âCome on, let me drive you home, (y/n). No need for you to walk that whole wayâ, Gojo suggests.
You canât argue. In fact, you donât even want to. Even the thought of sitting for a few minutes seems like a relieve at the moment.
âYour man was really mad when he found out you were assigned for another bunch of missions this week, threatened to slap me if I donât talk to the eldersâ, the man next to you comments amused while starting the car.
Kento is a calm and collected man, never too much of anything. But when it comes to you and your safety, he seems to put on another face.
Definitely a hot one.
âI hope he slapped you anywayâ, you reply with a weak grin, earning a heartfelt laugh from Gojo.
âNot yet, but let me escort you to the door just in case.â
He stops the car, your numb body refusing to get up. You just started to get comfortable, maybe youâre able to rest your eyes on the passenger seat for a secondâŠ
âCome on, you just need to walk inside. Kento already waits for you.â
âDid you drive her here?â
Oh, that sweet voice. That sweet voice you get drunk on over and over again, that voice that lures you into relieving darkness. Now youâre save. Now youâre finally able to rest.
âHey sweetheart, are you alright?â
His comforting touch caresses your cheek gently, you can tell heâs gazing down at you worried. Â But as much as you want to lift you arms and finally embrace your boyfriend in a tight hug, as much as you are forcing your eyes to open and take in his striking sight, you simply canât move.
âLet me carry you inside. You definitely need to rest nowâ, he mumbles.
Softly, he lifts you out of the passenger seat. You feel like melting away in an instant, the mixture of his masculine scent along with the warmth of his body being your personal heaven on earth. God, how much you love that man, how much adore that he stood up for you, that he lets you rest in his comforting arms right now.
âThank you for helping me outâ, Nanami addresses towards Gojo.
âNo need for that. Weâre buddies after all, right? And I donât wanna get slapped by you. Good night, (y/n), sleep tight!â
As much as youâd love to bite back, your tongue is so numb you canât even bring out anything apart from a minor groan.
Kentoâs tall frame begins to walk, his tight muscles reflecting every little movement against your head. What a sensation it is, knowing that youâll lay curled up next to him in bed within the next minutes.
âMissed youâ, you mumble.
His touch brushes over your back comfortingly while he steps back into the warmth of your inviting home.
âIâm so glad youâre home again, sweetheart. But before youâre all mine, you have to catch up with your sleep. When was the last time you were able to rest?â
You canât put a finger on it. Apart from a few short naps now and then, there was absolutely no chance to sleep for 3 hours straight within the last week. But telling Kento that definitely doesnât seem like a good idea, not that you are able to build a straight sentence anyway.
âDonât knowâ, you hush.
Gently, he lays you down onto your soft mattress. You curl up in an instant, taking in his scent inside the soft linen of your blanket. Oh, this feels like nothing but heaven. Especially because he positions himself next to you, pressing your back against his broad chest.
âGet your well-deserved rest. I wonât let something like that happen againâ, he breathes against your ear.
âI love you, Kento. Thanks for standing up for meâŠâ
His skilled fingers tuck a strand of hair that hangs in your face behind your ear before stroking your head just the way you like it.
âI will always look after you, (y/n). Now rest a little and tell me about the last weeks when youâre ready. Iâve already shopped for this evening, I want to cook your favourite meal for you. Â And-â
He stops himself from talking, your low and steady breath making it more than clear that you are already sound asleep. With a small smile, Kento tucks you into the blanket and presses a kiss against your forehead. Oh, how much you deserve to finally rest, how lovely you look with your relaxed facial features and your head completely swallowed by your pillow
âSleep tight, I love you more than anything else, (y/n).â
Satoru Gojo
âNo offense, but you look like you havenât slept in days.â
You canât hold in a yawn, teary eyes staring at the man in front of you. That definitely was a rough mission. So rough that Satoru Gojo had to step in to save your puny ass. And if that wasnât embarrassing enough, you can barely keep your eyes open. That fucking demon you werenât able to exorcise all night, fucking Satoru Gojo who took forever to come to your rescue.
âIâm fineâ, you grumble, avoiding his gaze at any cost.
Why on earth does it have to be him? Why Satoru Gojo instead of someone decent like Geto? Now, youâll have to live with his stupid comments for at least some months.
âBaby, you look like youâre about to pass out.â
âDonât call me babyâ, you hiss through gritted teeth.
Get yourself together, keep your eyes open. Why on earth are you so damn tired right now? Maybe because you were fighting the whole night, maybe because you havenât slept enough for ages.
âFeel free to rest a little, this car ride will take us some timeâ, Ijichi interrupts softly, gazing at you through the mirror.
âIâm fineâ, you groan.
God, why is everything so damn annoying at the moment? Your eyes wander to the man next to you who just grins from ear to ear. Itâs because of him, that fucker over there.
âDonât worry, I will take care if something happensâ, he assures you.
Urgh, you are too tired to deal with his shit-talking right now. You turn pointedly towards the window, staring into the rainy late morning. What time is it? You have no idea. All that you know is that youâve been awake for more than 48 hours by now, your body being completely worn out and covered in bruises. Maybe Shoko will give you a decent pain killer that shoots you into another dimension. Yeah, that actually sounds nice.
Satoruâs eyes lay on you, how your body gets sluggish in the car seat with every passing minute. Until your head rests against the window, until your heavy eyes get the best of you and your mouth opens. Yes, you were completely worn out by the time he arrived. And it is more than well-deserved that you rest now. But why do you have to look this lovely while doing so?
âIs she asleep?â, Ijichi questions softly.
âOh she definitely is. No wonder after that hell of a mission. Please turn the music down a little so she doesnât wake up.â
Even though youâre always act cold towards him, Satoru canât help but admire you from afar. You are so feisty, so strong, so lovely it takes his breath away. It seems like the only time heâs even able to look your way properly is when you are asleep.
And he enjoys every second of it.
Ijichi makes a sharp turn to the left, eyes widen in horror when another car is only inches away from crashing into him. Before Satoru is able to react, your body crashes against his, your head now resting against his shoulder. He holds his breath, heart almost beating out of his chest. He never came this close to you, not without you complaining. From here, you look even lovelier, your steady breath brushing against his neck in a way that makes him see start.
But you donât seem to mind. No, instead your arm wraps itself around his as you rub your head against his shoulder in order to find a comfortable position.
âIs she still sleeping? I hope this didnât wake her upâŠâ
âNah, sheâs asleepâ, Satoru mumbles.
The urge to touch you becomes almost unbearable. How is he supposed to sit still when you are cuddled against him like this? How is he supposed to not stretch out his hand when your hair looks so inviting, when he wondered about what your skin feels like since knowing you?
A little touch canât hurt, right? A simple, innocent touchâŠ
Slowly, his trembling fingertip brushes over your cheek. It feels like electricity is running through his veins where his skin meets yours. You really are strikingly beautiful, even when your face is squished against his shoulder, even when your mouth hangs slightly open. And oh, the perfume you wear smells absolutely intoxicating. How is it possible he never realized how good you smell?
âHello?â
He stares at you with his eyes wide open, movement stuck in its tracks while you blink away the sleep and gaze up at him in drunken confusion.
âAre we there yet?â
âNo, weâre still on our way backâ, he explains briefly.
You look around, the realization of where you are slowly but surely hitting you like a wall. Oh god, is this Satoru Gojo youâre resting your head on? And is it his hand that cups your cheeks.
âI-Im so sorry!â, you stutter, instantly lifting yourself up and stroking your hair.
Fuck, why is this so embarrassing? Even Gojoâs cheeks get light pink while he avoids your gaze, fumbling with his hands frantically.
âNah Iâm sorry. Should have pushed you backâŠâ
You swallow hard, death silence hanging in the air. Even though you only slept for maybe 10 minutes, you feel like you havenât had such a good nap in a long time. Was is because of him? Is it because you feelâŠsafe?
âYour shoulder was quite comfortableâ, you mutter before you can stop yourself.
âYeah, you think so?â
âSomehow, yeahâŠâ
Is Satoru Gojo maybe not as bad as you thought? He could have yanked your body back into the seat immediately if he wanted to. Hell, you wouldnât have been able to even touch him if he didnât allow it. So maybe, just maybe he doesnât hate you as much as you thought he does.
Just like you.
âWell, you can come over here anytime yâknow.â
Your eyes dart towards him in an instant, looking for a single spark of dark humour on his face. But no. All he does is awkwardly smiling and patting his shoulder like heâs inviting you over.
Is thisâŠAlright? Should you really do it?
âYour arm seems comfier than the window, so why notâŠâ
Hesitantly, you loosen your seatbelt and slide into the middle seat right next to him. The warmth radiating from his body seems to swallow you whole in an instant, a yarn escaping you just by the thought of continuing your nap.
âDonât you dare to tell anybody about thisâ, you mumble against his shoulder, eyelids already so heavy that you fail to keep them open.
âI will use this against you whenever I have the chance to.â
âSatoâŠâ
Toge Inumaki
Itâs hard to keep your eyes open when the old fart in front of you talks about his boring and made up adventures for over 2 hours by now. Not even the stinging fact that your crush is sitting next to you can keep you from holding your head in your hands, eyes slowly but surely closing.
Unexpectedly you feel a hand tapping against your forearm, ripping you out of your daydreams. Togeâs smile catches you off guard, sweeps you off the ground and almost off your chair. How embarrassing, did you really almost fall asleep while sitting next to him? Today was the first time youâve had enough courage to ask him if he wants to sit next to you. How are you even able to be tired when heâs so close you can literally feel the heat radiating from his body?
With a firm smile, he slides a little note your way.
âHey, donât fall asleepâ
You swallow, cheeks heating up in an instant. So he noticed? Oh no, earth should swallow you whole and get you out of this mess as soon as possible. Even though you can tell by his gorgeous eyes that heâs grinning, you canât help but feel deeply ashamed. Â
âThank youâ, you mutter through gritted teeth, eyes darting towards the old fart in front.
Why didnât you go to sleep early tonight, why did you read through all of those chapters when you knew that youâll have a lecture early in the morning? That slow burn just really got you. Oh, but the main character reminds you so much of him. Him, the boy who doesnât speak in anything but sushi ingredients in order to save all of you from getting cursed. Him, whose smile could enchant entire nations. Him, who stole your heart since youâve joined Jujutsu High along his side back then.
But why do you have to make it so complicated, why do you have to act so damn strange around him? Toge must think youâre a total freak, always admiring him from afar while never really talking much with him. Even though he agreed on sitting next to you today, he might have done it because he feels sorry for you.
Your head sinks deeper and deeper, eyes closing themselves before you are able to stop them. When you get home, youâll definitely finish that enemies to lovers story youâve read all night. Maybe youâll be able to be proud of youself for asking him out when youâre back in your room. And just maybe, youâll be able to ask him out on a date sometime. Maybe stargazing? Or watching a movie together. Just the thought of cuddling with himâŠ
Togeâs eyes dart towards you. Considering your slow breaths and how your head rests in your arms, you definitely fell asleep. Gently, he shakes your shoulder and back, taps your arm and slides a note your way.
âTuna tunaâ, he mumbles inaudibly.
But nothing works. No, your body doesnât move an inch except for your head that searches a comfortable position. Slowly but surely, your head threatens to wander off the desk, sending you straight towards the floor.
His eyes dart around frantically. What is he supposed to do now? He canât let the old man notice you fell asleep and risk that youâll hurt your head. But on the other handâŠ
Touching you is something he imagined quite often. Since he first laid his eyes on you, it was over. Searching for you in every crowd, sitting next to you as often as possible, protecting you at any cost. Yes, Toge Inumaki fell head over heels for you.
But somehow it seems like you arenât that interested in him, avoiding his gaze as good as possible, always mumbling short answers only. It surprised him when you came up to him today and asked him to sit next to you, his heart still beating out of his chest just by your presence. Would you be mad, disgusted even if he grabbed you, even if only to save you from falling to the ground?
He clenches his hands into fists, watching in horror as you begin to slide down your chair. What is he supposed to do?
In the matter of seconds, his hands grab your uniform just before youâre about to fall to the floor, catching you just in time and pulling your head onto his lap.
Onto his lap.
You are laying in his lap.
Oh god, this feels so right. No, he has to focus, what will you think of him when you wake up like that? And what will the others do when they catch both of you in this strange-looking position? His face goes pale in an instant, hands desperately holding onto your back so you donât slide down. This is bad, very very bad. But on the other handâŠ
No, he canât enjoy the fact that youâre laying in his lap right now, he canât allow to let himself fall like that. You are asleep, it would be disgusting to use you like that. Especially when you clearly donât like him the way he likes you.
He has no other chance but to wake you up.
âSakeâ, he mutters along with gently tapping your shoulder.
âSake.â
You donât react. Instead, you cuddle yourself into his lap, arm now resting across his legs. He closes his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath in and out.
âSake!â, he hisses into your ear as loud as possible with somebody else noticing.
You jerk up, eyes darting around in confusion. What just happened? You mustâve fallen asleep. Urgh, that old fart is still talkingâŠ
âTuna tuna?â
You blink at the boy next to you with doe eyes. He looks absolutely messed up, glossy orbs staring at you in pure horror. Oh no, did you do something embarrassing? Did you snore next to him? Or worse, did you drool?
Frantically, you wipe over your face. This is a nightmare and youâre still absolutely drained.
âI-Iâm sorryâ, you stutter.
âI didnât mean to make you uncomfortable. Iâm just a idiot and went to bed way too late last nightâ, you blubber out.
Gently, Toge grabs the arm that is about to wipe over your face again mid-air and slides another note your way.
âYou look cute when you sleep. Would you like to have a movie night when youâre fit again?â
You stare at the neatly written note with widen eyes. This canât be real, right? Your crush didnât just ask you out after you passed out on the desk during lecture. Itâs like your tongue is stuck in your throat, mouth not able to move. This is way too good to be true, something youâve dreamt about each and every night. Toge, having a movie night with you?
He stares at you nervously, how you blink over and over again in sheer disbelief. Oh no, was this a mistake, do you think he is a freak for asking you out on a movie night just after you fell asleep? What if you know that you laid in his lap, that he touched you without permission? This was a stupid idea, you made it clear multiple times that you arenât interested in him like that-
âIâŠIâd love toâ, you suddenly mutter so silently that Toge almost misses it.
âSalmon?â
âYeahâŠI mean, if youâre still up for a meetingâŠâ
âYou two, will you shut up already? Iâll remove you from this class if you keep on talking!â the old man suddenly screams so loud that you flinch, sitting straight in your chair in an instant while your eyes dart towards him.
Toge shoves another note your way.
âIâm really excited about meeting you.â
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