《That bakery girl [Gojoxreader]》Attention
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"Welcome Y/n L/n, please step forward."
Ijichi now looked even sweatier than before, "P-Please go to the center of the room."
"Thank you Ijichi-san." You smile warmly at the man and turn around back to the room.
It sure smells like candles here... and old people soap.
Step by step, you found yourself under the light in the center. Around you were red walls that had a silhouette in each one. Behind them was only darkness.
Am I supposed to bow? "G-Good afternoon." In the end, you did.
One of the man spoke, hidden on the other side, "We don't want to keep you here for long, so we will cut to the chase..."
"We are very satisfied with the way you've handled your last mission... regarding Sukuna's vessel." Your eyes focus a little better, due to the walls, knowing from who the voice came from wasn't possible.
"Therefore we discussed about sending you to more demanding missions from now on... After your recovery." The voice of another person follows.
"Isn't that something you should talk about with my teacher, rather than me?" You ask, trying to figure out the scents around you. For a while there was a silence hanging in the air, like your words somehow made them uneasy. "Your teacher has already been informed about this... He specifically asked us to check if harder missions are okay with you."
Hearing that, your heart started thumping. Your smile creeped around the edges of your mouth, not being able to hide your emotions. "Sure, that's fine with me." Suddenly, some sort of light appears in front of you. It was a candle light that was resting on a table, illuminating papers on it. The scent of a candle was rather strong, but you couldn't say the smell is unpleasant.
Your eyes nervously shift back from the candle to the walls around you. "Excellent choice, Miss Y/n... With that being said, we would like you to sign the papers, as a proof of your answer." Nodding slightly, you step forward closer to the candle. The scent gets stronger but you hold it in as you look at the papers. "There's... no pen at the table?"
"Don't worry, we sent Ijichi to get you one." Even though you heard his words clearly, the world around you felt blurry and dull. The scent of the candle seemed to occupy your attention now. Your body started shaking back and forth until everything around you turned black and you pass out.
"Quickly! Tie her before she wakes up! Hurry up!"
...
All the senses around you felt off. The only thing you were able to do is use your scent and hearing for your surroundings. Opening your eyes, you could only see black. Which wasn't a surprise since there is something wrapped around them. Not only that, but some sort of tape is around your mouth as well, preventing you from speaking. As you try to move your body even a little, a sound of metal is heard with your movement.
Where am I?
With conscious slowly but not entirely coming back, you notice your hands being tied behind your back and something heavy on your legs. You felt weak and tired not even bothering to understand the situation you were in. Hearing words all around you seemed to keep you from passing out again.
"What do you mean you can't kill her?! Shot her with a damn gun if you have to, she can't stay alive!"
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What are they talking about?
A sound of door opening alarms your being. An unknown scent of a person stood in front of you. You can't do nothing but wait. "What are you waiting for? Shoot her already!" All the loud vices create a ringing in your ears. However, the amount of fear you sense from the person in front of you makes you forget about it.
"I-I'mm s-sorry..."
A loud bang feels the silent room. An enormous pain feels your chest. You scream. Nothing comes out. Due to your sensitive body, you could completely feel the bullet entering and exiting your heart.
Your body shakes as blood splashes out of you. To everyone else, it seemed death was awaiting you now. Too bad for them you guess.
Curse energy looms from you and a stranger that shot you starts shaking even more from fear. Before he could run away, his body is slammed on the ground. It hurt. So much. Like somebody was sucking life out of him. The person's gaze returns to you as some sort of energy is being taken from his body.
In a matter of seconds both you and the potential murderer pass out, embracing the darkness once again.
...
"Ijichi, where's Y/n?" The obnoxious voice of Gojo Satoru taunts the poor man.
Not feeling happy about not knowing your whereabouts, the younger man only continues staring to the ground. "She should still be with the higher-ups..."
At the mention of the people Gojo despises the most, sudden worry appears inside of the said man. "What do you mean higher-ups? I though you took her to principal Yaga?"
Paleness overtakes Ijichi as he panics about the mistake he made. Might as well tell him the truth now. "O-On our way to the principal's office, I've been i-informed to take her to the higher-ups."
The amount of anger coming from the teacher scares the poor man. A scary aura looms around the tall man, making the shorter man shake even more. "And you didn't think of telling me with that empty head of yours?"
Not wanting to waste another second, Gojo moves past Ijichi and rushes to the place he hates the most.
...
A surprised atmosphere is in the room when Gojo appears in the middle of the room. As if they were expecting him, one of the voices decides to speak up. "What seems to be the matter?"
"Where is Y/n?" The teacher asks without hesitation, the angry aura still illuminating him.
"Ah yes, we sent her on a private mission. She should be back-"
"Y/n would never leave without saying goodbye to everyone, let alone me."
A cold silence follows. Nobody said anything. Second by second, Gojo's anger grew. If they weren't going to cooperate with him peacefully, he sure as hell would do it forcefully.
"I will ask for the last time. Where is she?" Despite his calm, collected voice, his anger was boiling inside him. He already detested these people and this only added fuel to the fire. Not to mention the sketch they did with Yuji already. At that time he was already thinking about killing every one of them. This time though, he might actually do it.
"D-Don't act as if you don't know! You shouldn't even be referring to that... That creature as a person! S-She's a freak, an evil being, a mistake! That's why we have to get rid of that pest-" A painful scream cuts off the older man, with Gojo twisting one of his arms off.
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Blood scatters all around, an arm falling beside the older higher-up. Satoru stood there in front of him, quietly watching the man twist in pain. "Where is she?"
...
Slowly, regaining your being again, you still could only see black when you open your eyes. Your poor heart began thumping loudly in your ears, as the sound of a door opening echoed throughout the room.
Your body shivered at the scent of blood and anger on the person. It was scary.
What are they going to try now?
"Y/n..."
Air came out of your lungs at the mention of your name from his lips. A sound of the chains breaking behind you made your hands spring free. Still you didn't move. You were too tired. Too exhausted. Mentally and physically. All day constantly healing yourself. It takes a tool.
You jerked away from his touch on your face. It hurt too much. Your breathing still didn't calm down, even if your body seeks comfort. Gojo's eyes sadly rest on your smaller body. Every burn, bruise or scar made him sick.
He failed to protect you. He wasn't enough. Strongest my ass... I can't even protect people who are right in front of me...
Gojo's hands securely picked up your smaller figure and your hands automatically held his uniform for support. One of his hands gently took the seal off your mouth, allowing you to breath better. "G-Goj-"
"It's okay, Y/n. We're going home."
...
The sound of rustling steers you from your slumber. Again, there's only black in front of you, but despite that you still knew who is the person hugging you from behind. "G-Gojo-san..."
It was unbearable. The scent coming from him held such mix of negative emotions it made your eyes tear up. The salty small liquid made the bandages around your eyes get wet. Slowly, you turn around on the unknown bed and hug your lover. His unusual silence frightened you. You didn't want him to feel like this. Even worse because of you.
"Y/n-"
"It's fine Gojo-san... Look!"
Your hands move his head to look at your leg. The burn and the bruises started fading away, but still not completely disappearing. "See? I will be fine! I'm strong too, you know!"
A flashing smile slightly calms down the strongest sorcerer. His hands find their way to your waist and they pull you back into his embrace. One of his hands reach for the bandage but you quickly stop him. "I wanna see them Y/n..." He says in a voice you never heard him talk with before. It sounded stern and angry.
"You will, silly... Just... Not now..." In exchange you offer him a sweet smile. That didn't seem to work this time though. Frown appears on your face as more bad emotions swim in your lover's heart. Your head drops onto his chest, listening to his heartbeat. It made you relax and softly take his hand in yours and close your fingers together.
Dead silence hung in the air. the more you felt Gojo feel like this the more your heart felt emotional pain.
"Gojo Satoru is..." You start by putting your hands on his face, making the man blush slightly, though you couldn't see it.
"Arrogant." Your lips kiss his forehead.
"Boastful." Your lips kiss his cheek.
"Bad-tempered." Your lips kiss the bridge of his nose.
"Sarcastic." Your lips kiss his eyelids.
"And..." Patiently your face moves away to look at the man you love.
"He can do anything because he is the strongest and uses his blessing to help people. He is a man who never gives up, even when things get difficult. He is also very kind and didn't hesitate to help me..."
"...He is the person I love the most." Your lips kiss his lips.
It was only a peck, so your face moved a few inches away, a big blush covering your cheeks. because of the bandages, you couldn't see the expression he had. You were worried your words didn't get to him. That thought disappeared as a smirk stretched on the handsome man's cheeks.
"You know, this isn't what I thought our first night in bed together would be like."
Redness completely overtook your face, neck and ears. Automatically, your body moved away but Gojo wasn't having any of that. "My poor little strawberry!! Still not getting use to my affection! We have to fix that!", he cooed, kissing your face.
"I-I smell awful, Gojo-san! I need to shower...", you say, but notably did not move away from him or tell him to stop kissing you. Ignoring your comment, each kiss was nothing more than a quick peck like yours were: one to each cheek, then your nose, across your forehead. Everywhere, except the lips.
Out of nowhere, he stops his action and pulls away to admire his work. You melted into him, letting your body turn to putty in his arms. He hummed a content sound as he hugged you close.
"Gojo-san," you whined as he abandons your face to kiss your neck.
"Mmhm."
Shamelessly, you moaned instead of speaking. Your hand slaps on your face, stopping the unknown sound from coming out. Gojo retrieves back and stares at you, taking you all in. Your body is shaking, which wasn't weird, considering your lack of experience. And you were tired as hell.
Soft laughter makes you remove your hand from your face. You were still red as a tomato, but you were happy you managed to make your boyfriend feel better, even if it came from your embarrassment. As his laughter dies down, he lifts his right hand to move a strand of hair away from your face, and places it behind your ear.
"So cute..."
You feel Gojo-san getting closer and instinctively close your eyes. You suck in a breath as he cups your face, bringing you closer together. In a matter of seconds, his lips touch yours, and your eyes close even more. His lips continue their exploration, gently at first, and then unyieldingly harder. It feels like your melting - not just physically but emotionally too.
Opening your mouth to take breath in, his tongue snakes its way inside your mouth. His hands move from your face to your lower back as he pulls you toward him, closing whatever space was left between you. He pushes you against the mattress as he deepens the kiss.
One of his hands find their way back to your neck, bringing your lips closer together. Out of nowhere, you pull him away holding his cheeks with your hands, the only thing connecting you being a string of saliva. Your breathing is erratic, your lips swollen. Your face looked like a hot red mess. Gojo thinks you look even more beautiful like this.
Realizing you might've had too much, he lets his body softly fall on top of yours, very much surprising you. "I love you so much...", he says, kissing the palm of your hands. His face snuggles in your chest, putting the blanket on top of you both. She's so soft... His hands wrap around your waist and lets his eyes close. He must've gotten lost in your embrace, because he notices the slow breaths you were making. Your mouth is open slightly, showing the signs of your slumber.
Smiling to himself, he finally lets his inner self relax and rest for the rest of the night. His hands securely holding you, because this time he won't let anyone come near you...
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AANNNDD DONEE (for today...)
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