he lightly but provocatively brushes his lips against your fingers when he insists that you put the candy in his mouth; and the way he takes you by surprise holding eye contact as he bites into the candy before pulling away with a smug, mischievous glow burning like fire in his eyes at the way you hurriedly clear your throat, and he just tilts his head while ‘innocently’ asking you, “are you alright?” or the way he likes leaning on the wall or a door frame when he talks to you, regardless of whether you’re in public or not. something about the lazy, carefree posture and the little tilt of his head while he looks at you does things to your heart. his eyes trail after you as move around the room or when you’re speaking to him and he can’t hear you well, he casually leans in closer to your lips to catch what you’re saying.
⤷Itadori
the way he can go from being an adorable, giggly mess to being hot in a split second. one minute, you’re play-fighting, him keeping you at arm’s length to avoid your tickling, annoyed but gleeful giggles and laughs escaping from his mouth, and the next, he’s boldly getting into your space until your back is pressed against a wall. or the way he lies with his hand behind his head as he lazily but intently watches you get ready for work in the morning or a night out with friends; his eyes are soft and fixed as they follow your every move. and when you ask what he’s looking at, he just shrugs his shoulders and says, ‘i can’t help it, you’re so pretty’ as he flashes a smile in your direction.
⤷Fushiguro
he has a habit of putting his hand on your thigh when you’re sitting next to him, it’s instinctual at this point. he places one hand on your thigh while the other lazily scrolls on his phone, or when he’s driving and you’re in the passenger seat, he drums his fingers on your skin to the beat of the song playing on the radio while one hand is on the steering wheel. or the way his hand on your waist or back but non-sexually. when you’re in his way or blocking his way to something or somewhere, he gently moves you by the waist, casually saying “excuse me, baby” his voice deep and so low that only you can hear it. he also instinctively guides you through crowds by putting his hand on the small of your back.
CW// Angst to Fluff, Mentions of Verbal Abuse. Takes place during his high school days.
[Now Playing ➪’There Is A Light That Never Goes Out’ - The Smiths ]
“Run away with me, Y/n.”
Your eyes widened and your cheeks bloomed a reddish color at his request, “Run.. away? Are you crazy?!” you spoke in a hushed voice.
It was around 3 A.M. when he had come in through your window. Thankfully for him, You weren’t asleep. You had found it hard to sleep after the verbal thrashing your father had given you. As usual, He was comparing you to to your best friend, Satoru Gojou, and how you had to be better than him or else you’d be truly in for it.
Unlike Gojou, You weren’t praised for what you were blessed with, they were more intrested in what your abilities could do for them. Everytime you did something romotely wrong, they’d make into this big fight and all you were left with was a broken spirit.
“But Sato’ If i leave they’ll-!”
“They won’t do anything to us Y/n! You’re with The Gojou Satoru. They literally can’t touch me!” he gave you a confident smile.
You looked away from him and contemplated the pros and cons of taking his offer.
“C'mon! You’re the strongest out of everyone in your clan, why should you be sfraid of them? Run away with me, Y/n. It’s what we’ve dreamed of since we were kids is it not?” he smiled to you once more.
“You’re right..” you started to look back at him and flashed him a toothy grin as you leaped out of bed, he was sitting on your windowsill now. “Let me pack my essentials and we can get away from here.”
“I promise you won’t regret it!”
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“I’m finally free!” you announced as you danced in the town square on the way to the train station. “That, you are.” Satoru smiled warmly at you as he gazed at your dancing figure in the moonlight.
The Square was filled with food stands and people playing instruments, The happy music almost compelling those that heard the happy tunes to dance to it.
This night was ethereal. You felt like you could do anything. He felt like he had his whole world right in front of him, You. It was something very obvious to the both of you, but you two never spoke of it.
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You laid with your head on Satoru’s lap as you rode the train to God knows where.
“Where are we going?” you questioned him.
“Wherever the train takes us!” he said as if it was the most normal thing he’d ever said.
“Satoru?”
“Hm?”
“You’re the best friend I could ever ask for.”
“I’d make a better boyfriend, too.” he smiled at you as you playfully smacked his thigh, “You’re such a dork! Quit playing with me before I try to see for myself.” you gave him a sly grin. “Please do, I promise you won’t be unsatisfied.” he winked back at you, making your heart do flips.
“Ahh.. Maybe one day I will.” You smiled as he looked at you lovingly.
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“It’s so.. Beautiful.” you said as you looked over at the city beyond the mountain top you were currently at with Satoru.
You two had set your belongings down to enjoy the view.
“Just like you~” He complimented as he hugged you from behind.
“Don’t Pl-”
“I’m not playing with you Y/n. You really are beautiful.” he nuzzled his neck into the junction of your neck as you held his hands that were around your waist.
“Sato’?”
“Mm?”
“Do you like me?” you asked.
“You’re only now realizing?” he chuckled.
“You’ve never said it to me so I thoughg I was the only one.” You warmly giggled.
“Well then, as thou hast requested: I like you Y/n.” he laid butterfly kisses on your neck and as he went to kiss your cheek, he met your soft lips instead.
“Getting a little bold now aren’t we, Bunny?”
You hugged him and he picked you up so your arms could actually reach around his neck.
Happy Birthday | Satoru x F! Reader | JJK Oneshots
CW// None just Gojou being Gojou
Genre: fluff, oneshot
Pronouns: She/Her
Summary: Y/n doesn’t like to celebrate her birthday, Gojou can relate.
It had been almost a year since Gojou and you have gotten into a serious relationship and started dating. Of course you’d learned a lot of things about him and some about his past. You noticed he didn’t tell you a lot but of course, you respected that because you also found it hard to open up.
You noticed his childish aspects, like how he rarely eats vegetables and absolutely adores sweets. Of course, you noticed his mature aspects, like how he was always willing to talk out your differences, especially after an argument.
Of course, he noticed things about you too, like how you chewed on your thumb subconsciously most of the time, or how you were always the first to apologize after/during an argument.
You both loved each other and loved learning new things about each other, but today was the day Satoru would learn something new about you.
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“Enjoy your sweets, Mr. Gojou! Give Ms. L/n my regards!”
“Thanks! I will!” He thanked as he walked out of the shop he and you were regulars at.
He had gotten some Mochi for you and him to share back at home, he of course, knew it was a special day today.
It was your birthday.
It was a bit weird because, today, you basically shut everyone out — telling them you’d be busy so probably wouldn’t be picking up your phone. The thing was, you weren’t busy. Of course, Satoru saw behind your façade and wanted to know why you wanted to be alone.
Of course, he knew what it was like being/wanting to be alone for your birthday. But during the whole time he was dating you, you never once mentioned your birthday.
He just wondered, ‘Was it really that bad?’
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You huddled under the blankets on your couch watching the Twilight Saga for the hundredth time tonight as you ate a cup of mint chocolate chip ice cream.
You’d been crying a lot today, wallowing in your loneliness while trying to forget about the whole reason why you were alone on your 26th birthday and why you have been since you were 12.
As far as you could remember, you always felt alone on your birthday, of course, there were times when you felt happy. Like when you were ten and you and your cousins terrorized the other little kids by roughhousing in the bounce house at your party.
But of course there was a time when you invited everyone of your friends and no one came so you just gave up on it. This fear is what kept you from ever making a big party. A pity party (no pun intended) was what you’d grown accustomed to and that was enough for you.
Because at least no one would ruin it. No one would make you feel bad or hurt you, and that was okay with you.
The movie finished and you were about to put on the fourth one and get some chips, but then you heard a knock at your door.
You weren’t expecting anyone, so you didn’t answer.
But then they knocked again,
And again,
And again.
Finally you got fed up and decided to go see who was ruining your pity party.
Stopping at your door, you asked: “Who is it?“
The person at the other door, answered: “Your One And Only: Gojou Satoru!”
“A-Ah.. Um, I’m-!”
“Busy, yes I know, so I’ve come to bother you!” He finished happily.
“But I need to be really concentrated! S-so I can’t-“
“Are you going to keep lying to me, Bunny?”
You wondered how the hell Satoru knew you were lying, nonetheless, you could never really resist the nickname he gave you.
You opened the door and pulled him into your dimly lit apartment and closed the door so soon as he came in.
“Bunny, If you wanted to get me alone you could’ve just said-“
He stopped his joke when you encased him in your arms and started sobbing. One of his large hands pet your hair and the other rested around your back.
“Bunny, It’s okay.. let’s talk about this, yeah?”
You slowly shook your head ‘no’ and said, “Please let’s just stay like this a little longer..” as you gripped his sweater tighter.
He let out a soft hum and nuzzled into your hair. With that, he bent down a bit to pick you up, you hooked your thighs around his torso as he put his hands underneath them to keep you steady. Your arms were around his neck as you tried to see where he was taking you.
“Let me take off my sweater so we can cuddle, Bunny.” He said as he set you down on your shared, king sized bed and went to the bathroom to change.
You instantly felt the coldness of being lonely once more so you brought your knees to your chest and hugged them. As soon as you were going to start insulting yourself for being vulnerable in front of Satoru, he came out looking more comfortable, and huggable in your opinion.
His blindfold was off so you were able to see his beautiful azure eyes that held so much love for you. He told you to wait and walked out of the room.
“Mochi.. Where are you going?” You asked in a tired voice as you peeled out of the room to find him. He was coming back but this time he had a bag from the bakery you both loved.
“Do you love me that much, Bunny?~” he smirked.
You blushed slightly but you couldn’t give him the reaction he wanted, your heart didn’t allow it. As you looked at the floor you noticed his feet in your view, he placed his warm, calloused hand onto your chin and lifted it up so he could look at you.
You tried so hard to not cry right then and there but then you noticed how he glanced at your lips then your eyes once more as if he was asking for permission. “May I?”
You nodded and he leaned in. Your hands crept up to grip his shirt as he pulled you closer with his other hand that held the bag with sweets.
His lips as always, tasted sweet. You noticed how he nibbled on your bottom lip, how he grazed over your cheek with his thumb. Even with your eyes closed, you still noticed how a few tears escaped them.
Pulling away, he looked down at you and wiped your tears. “Bubba.. What’s wrong?”
“…I just… “ you looked down again, “ .. I don’t like today.”
Grabbing your wrist, he led you to the bed and buried the both of you under the soft, fluffy blankets. “I got us some Kikufuku, for your birthday.” He said, trying to lighten up the mood.
“My.. Wait, ..who told you?” You looked up at him, your hair tickling his neck. “I’m your boyfriend and you think I’m not going to know my future-wife’s birthday?” He reasoned.
Your cheeks flushed at his words, “W-well, it’s just that I never mentioned it..” you fiddled with your fingers for a moment before picking up a piece of the kikufuku Mochi and began chewing on it.
“You’re cute. Now..” he began. You knew what was coming and you hated that it was unavoidable.
“I’m sorry I lied to everyone.. it was just for today anyways..” you said as you began to reflect on what you were doing. “I just.. I don’t like today, specifically.. my birthday.” You confessed.
Petting your hair, he chuckled softly, “It’s okay Bunny, no need to apologize.” You shared your Mochi with him, putting it near his lips and of course, he bit on the soft and chewy treat.
“I’ve been alone on my birthdays too.” He admitted.
You caressed his cheek and he shifted his gaze from the ceiling, to you. His Sky-blue eyes were so mesmerizing to you, truly: you adored him.
Everything about him. But the thing you loved the most about him,
Was that he understoodyou.
“I’m glad you’re here, Satoru.” You gave him a smile, a genuine smile. “You’re the best birthday present I’ve ever gotten, you’re all I’ve ever wanted.”
“You’re really giving me an ego boost right now, Honey Buns.” he smirked at you. “Happy birthday, Y/n.”
You closed your eyes and relaxed into his body as he warmed you up.
I Love You | Protective!Satoru Gojou x F! Reader | JJK Oneshots
CW//Alcohol, Sexual Assault (Not by Satoru), Violence, Modern AU
Pronouns: She/Her
Genre: hurt/comfort
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You put on your diamond earrings and slipped your wedding ring on your ring finger. Feeling content with the way your black dress hung off your body while still hugging it comfortably, Satoru popped his head into the bathroom, where you were currently at. “You ready, bunny?” He asked happily.
It was 10 P.M. on a Friday, the night was young and you were ready to have fun with your husband and his friends tonight. It was a routine at this point, to go out on Friday nights with them. You all loved it, after all, you were in your mid twenties! You should be having fun.
You rode in his black corvette to the nightclub, where you’d see Suguru and Ieri. Satoru’s hand remained on your thigh as he drove, he always loved being close to you in whichever way he could. You hoped he’d have some fun after the stressful week he’d had at work.
Arriving at your destination, you pecked Satoru on the cheek before getting out of the car and walking into the club, holding hands.
As you walked in, you could already hear ‘California Love’ playing. Squeezing his hand, he looked down at you who was pointing to Suguru and Ieri who seemed to already be at the bar, drinking.
“Ieri!” You let go of Satoru’s hand and crashed into her arms. Of course, Satoru missed the warmth your hand gave him but regardless, he was happy to see you happy. He created his best friend with their iconic high five.
“Y/n, Satoru. You guys are late.” Suguru sipped on his drink.
“Thanks for stating the obvious, Sugu.” You stuck ur tongue out playfully, still latching into Ieri.
“Yeah, okay. One minute in and I’m already being insulted.” He rolled his eyes.
“Oh c’mon, don’t be a baby.” You gently slapped his arm, going over to Satoru who was sitting next to Suguru and taking your reserved seat on Satoru’s lap.
“You guys disgust me.” Suguru said, making a bleh face. To annoy Suguru even more, Satoru enclosed his hands around your waist and laid feather-light kisses on your neck as he looked at Getou making a terrified face.
The bartender noticed you and Satoru. So you decided to order something sweet so Gojou could enjoy himself too. You found out very early in your relationship that Satoru didn’t like alcohol. When you asked why, he said it was because it tasted bad and bitter. To be honest, it made sense because of his major sweet tooth so when you went out, he rarely got drunk.
Handing the bartender his card, you sat in his lap as he and Suguru conversed. You decided you’d go dance with Shoko as you waited to be served. You told Satoru to wave you over when the drinks came. With that, you gave him a quick kiss and and dragged Shoko to the dance floor.
Shoko and you went to the glowing dance floor full of vibrant colors and dancing people. As any typical club would have it, there was a bunch of people grinding and moving their bodies to the beat of the music. You giggled as you danced with Shoko, just being you. You hoped Satoru would be able to enjoy himself as much as you were in this moment.
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Soon enough, Your husband waved the both of you over for the drinks, it seemed Shoko was already tipsy from how much she had drank before you and Satoru’s arrival. Suguru wanted to remain at least a bit sober so that he could drive Shoko home.
After a few more drinks you were finally feeling a bit tipsy, Satoru seemed to be more relaxed than when he first arrived. He was smiling and in moments like that, you realized why you adored the man so much.
It wasn’t because of his looks or because of his money, it was because of how well he understood you. Both of you were like two puzzle pieces fit together — a perfectmatch.
You cupped his cheeks and he looked at you through his half lidded eyes, smiling. You latched your lips with his and he tilted his head to deepen the kiss. His tongue swirled around yours and you felt hot from the way he was becoming handsy, either it was the alcohol, or it was just the way your body reacted to him.
Either way, you loved it.
As you pulled apart to catch your breath, you smiled at him softly. You were happy that he was happy.
“Oh my God.” Shoko suddenly said, looking to a place where a crowd was forming.
“What happened?” You queried, curiously.
“I think people are throwing money, wanna go steal it?” Suguru asked, mischievously.
To be honest, if you were sober, you wouldn’t have joined him. But because your adrenaline levels were higher than normal, you indulged in his shenanigans. You laughed with Getou as you followed him into the crowd and began to see what the fuss was about.
Sure enough, there was a woman absolutely throwing it back on a dude. To be fair, even you were surprised to see this. Everyone was cheering her on and complimenting the guy, soon enough both you and Getou participated in it too.
Now, you might’ve been a bit drunk but you couldn’t miss the hand that was around your waist as you cheered for the girl. You turned around, only to find that it was some random guy. You tried to give him the benefit of the doubt and just hope he was drunk.
But then he leaned into your ear and began to speak, “What’s a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?” You could feel his breath hot on your ear and not only that, he was bringing your body closer to him.
Showing him the ring on your hand you said, “Sorry, I’m married.” And began to look for Getou since you were unsure if the guy would even let you go. You began to panic but then you saw him a little bit ahead of you.
Before giving the guy more access to you, you ripped his hands from your body and went towards Getou. Tugging on his sleeve, you asked for him to go with you back to where Satoru and Shoko was, he asked why but you just said you wanted to get some more drinks, he didn’t push any further.
Truly, you felt dirty. Of course, being a woman, you experienced things like cat calling, “nice guys”, and the unwanted attention. But this was your first time that someone had ever put their hands on you.
Satoru noticed how you were quiet during the conversation, but when he asked you what was wrong, you just said: “Nothing, I’m okay! Let’s just enjoy the night!” You flashed him a fake smile too, he noticed of course. As your husband of three years, of course he would notice any little thing you did.
Like how you bite your thumb when your anxious, or how you uncharacteristically kept blanking out during conversations.
After a while, you seemed to be back to normal, forgetting the whole experience with every drink your body consumed. Satoru noted how you were drinking a lot so he decided to just let you drink and he’d stop since he was the one driving you both home.
Giving him a tight hug, you excused yourself to go to the bathroom since you felt the urge to because of all the drinks you were taking.
“Alright,be careful, Bunny.” He squeezed your hand as you happily left a kiss on his cheek and went to the bathroom that wasn’t so far off from where the group was.
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Washing your hands at the sink, you sighed, happy that you were enjoying yourself now. You loved being out with your friends and though there was a rough patch, you still felt happy to be here with your husband and yours and his friends.
All your optimism when down the drain when the first thing that caught your eye after exiting the bathroom was the same guy who’d put his hands on you.
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Satoru was laughing at Shoko’s comment on how she was orbiting Saturn right now with the way she was drinking when he felt his heart drop. He didn’t know what it was, it had been maybe a good 10 minutes since you left but he didn’t want to think anything.
Then again, this was a club.
With that thought, he immediately stood up, excusing himself to go check up on you. He had a bad feeling and rightfully so.
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“I already told you, M’ married.” You restated when the guy didn’t take any hints back when he was in the crowd. He didn’t really care though because of how your words were slurred, he saw you as an easytarget.
Pushing you up against the wall, he had one hand on the wall, next to your face and the other holding your chin roughly.
In that moment, you felt intense fear at the thought that.. he might actually get away with anything he was going to do.
“He doesn’t have to know.” He said with a smug look on his face as he latched his lips onto yours.
In that moment, your eye let out a tear and your mind went blank. The ringing in your ears overpowered the sounds of the music in the club. All you could think of was Satoru.
How could you ever kiss him again with the same lips that that man had kissed? You felt disgusted with yourself for letting this happen. For letting it get this far.
Once his lips left yours to catch his breath, he spoke again, “Don’t cry, Pretty Girl.” Repeatedly, he kissed you, this time putting his knee in between your legs. His hand wasn’t on your chin anymore, it was trying to lift up your dress.
You felt utterly disgusted, you felt angered at yourself and at the guy.
But with your mind spiraling, you weren’t able to comprehend when Satoru had come onto the premises, immediately going to beat the absolute shit out of the man who thought it was a good idea to lay even an atom on hiswife.
“Who the fuck do you think you are?!” Satoru questioned as he kept giving relentless punches to this guys face. Satoru was taller than him so he was able to overpower him quite quickly.
While this happened, you slid down the wall onto the floor. Your hair was disheveled, lips contaminated with his saliva and tears streaming down your face.
Once Satoru was done, his knuckles now red and slightly bloody, he looked over to you. Seeing you in that state he kneeled down to you. He saw how tears were still falling down your cheeks and how out of it you seemed.
“..unny. Bunny.” His voice infiltrated your train of thought and you looked up at him. You were afraid he would be mad at you for letting this happen but he just helped you up and helped you walk to the car. He wasn’t staying any longer after that.
He blamed himself for not going to check up on you sooner but he could tell that right now, you needed him to comfort you; for him to be there for you.
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Arriving at your home you couldn’t bring yourself to say anything to Satoru. You were emotionally numb from what had just happened a few minutes ago.
As soon as you stepped foot inside your home you went into the bathroom and vomited into the toilet, Satoru followed quickly after you and held your hair up. He was really concerned but he decided to just focus on your well-being.
After you finished, You told Satoru that you wanted to shower, preferably alone. He got the message and left you to your lonesome, for now. Standing there for a few minutes you looked at yourself in the mirror and decided to undress, feeling a desperate need to shower. It was no help though, because even though your scrubbed and scrubbed, you couldn’t wash off the feeling of that man’s hands on your waist and chin.
Meanwhile, Satoru was contemplating whether or not to say something, in the end, he knew you’d speak to him when you were ready. In the meantime, he’d comfort u as much as he could.
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Coming out of the shower with your body wrapped in a towel, you spent a good ten minutes just washing and rinsing your mouth out until you no longer felt the guys saliva, or your vomit, in your mouth. Just the thought of his lips on yours made you feel sick to your stomach.
Feeling a little bit more relaxed you exited the bathroom to find Satoru who was laying in your shared bed with his arm over his eyes. He had changed into more comfortable sleeping clothes so you assumed he was asleep.
You gave him a pained smile, even if he couldn’t see it.
Feeling fatigued from the whole ordeal you’d just had, you didn’t bother putting a bra and pants on, you just got one of his shirts that went up to your thigh and crawled up next to him in your black lace underwear.
You then realized your assumption that he was sleeping was wrong when he engulfed you in his arms and he asked, “Bunny.. are you feeling better..?”
With that, you sobbed into his chest as you clutched his shirt. “‘Toru.. I’m sorry..” You spoke in between sobs.
“Buttercup..it’s not your fault.” He assured.
“B-But, I letthat happen- I let him-!”
“You didn’t let him do anything, he pushed himself onto my lovely wife, it’s not your fault he’s the absolute scum of the earth..” he combed your hair in between his fingers.
You felt relieved that he wasn’t mad at you. Happy that he didn’t blame you. “Satoru.. I..” you hesitated. “How am I supposed to kiss you..? I feel dirty, ‘Toru..” you vented.
“Like this.” He said as he proceeded to kiss your forehead, cheeks, eyelids and chin before inevitably placing a quick kiss on your lips.
“Toru.. I love you.” You hugged him tightly.
“I love you too, Bunny.”
Satoru knew this would most definitely affect your interactions with him, but he was more than willing to help you through it.
He loved you too much to let you deal with this alone.
