#itadori yuuji imagines

“ow!”itadori hisses, when you pressed the wet towelette on his bruised abdomen. “sorry” you mumbled cooly, carefully maneuvering around his stab wound from yuta.

“you promised you’d do it lightly!” you glared at your upperclassman, recalling his promise to you that he may or may not have to “kill” your lover as an order from the higher-ups of the jujutsu world but he’d try to more or less keep damage (to itadori) to a minimal.

“i tried! but he was also on to me and i just had to do what i had to do” yuta raises his hands up in defense, “he threw a car at me too by the way”

“but you didn’t have to stab him deep, TWICE” you grumbled, dropping the towelette before throwing yourself to itadori, who instantly wraps his arms around you.

“can you please not die on us and scare me, again?” you say, relishing in his warmth after being separated for a while. you feel his body vibrate as he lets out a chuckle, “i’ll try not to”