adore you

out of breath, you run down the stairs of the train station, praying with baited breath as you hope for some kind of miracle that you make it down there in time.

you softly bite your tongue, flying off of the last three steps and thankfully landing on your feet. so with your last muster of power, you run into the doors of the train and just as soon as you get in the doors behind you shut close causing you to yelp in surprise.

your eyes are wide open, a bit rattled by the sudden shut of doors that could have been the potential cause of your death whereas the people buzz around you. but your surprise it dies quick when the train moves in an instant causing you to move somewhere else with closed eyes and be pressed up against something.

one more love song

who knew parenting would be this hard? certainly not nanami kento did.

before having a kid of his own, he had always thought parenting was not that hard. it was always his mindset that the child grows to be how it is with the way the parent teaches it, or how the parent is because kids like to follow and mimic its parents.

but since having one of his own, he has been proven wrong, countless times.

i don‘t know how to love

how do you look someone in the eye after you had just completely broke their heart into pieces before their eyes?

that‘s a question fushiguro wants to know that answer to.

he watches your eyes glisten with liquid not long before your tears shed down to the apples of your burning cheeks. the vicious, yet pained look in your eyes will be a constant reminder to him that he is no different from the monster he calls his father.

"really, megumi? is this how you fuck me over after i gave it my all?" are the first words you utter to him after what seems to be an eternity of silence. words laced with both resentment and agony, voice quivering with every sob that leaves past your lips. in his whole entire life: he‘s sure he has never heard anything more bitter than that.

"it‘s not working out anymore. why would you want to force it?" his words are monotonous contrary to the whirring storm of unidentified emotions inside his heart. there are so many things he wants to say, so many things to tell you, so many things he wants to admit, but he‘s not brave enough to do that.

when i met you

nanami doesn’t know when it started.

he doesn’t know when he started to become such a sap. the man who was so uptight in front of others suddenly turns into jelly in-front of his one and only. it almost feels like he’s a whole new person. because only with you: he can feel his bones tingle as he watches you mindlessly hum, swaying to the sound of the music.

he never knew such a mundane action could cause butterflies to erupt in his stomach. he never knew he could smile this widely just by watching you do something so normal.

“oh, hey there hub,” unexpectedly you turn around, spotting your husband’s face in the middle of the room. “g’morning. i already made you coffee, it’s on the machine.” you smile at him before turning your back once again to finish your dish.

nanami simply hums an answer, content filling his body as he moves to the machine to grab his coffee that’s made for him and him only. and to top that, it’s the exact temperature he wants it, the perfect way he likes that he’s sure only you know how to make.

“you’re up early today. isn’t today your day off?” you ask him. your husband hums another response as he sips his coffee, hand on the mug handle as he makes his way towards you. “so why’re you up early then?”

“the bed was cold. you were missing.” though it may seem cheesy, he is just saying the truth. and you can’t help but giggle at the sweetness yet corniness his answer. “i got up and searched for you. i figured you’d be down here.” he finishes off.

“i was gonna make you breakfast in bed, but you’re already awake.” you tell him honestly. he smiles once again, settling his coffee mug on the free space on the counter and moving his body behind yours.

his figure ghosts over yours as his hands snake to your waist, his head on your shoulder as he closes his eyes in comfort. you sigh contentedly, moving your free hand and setting it on his hair, carding your fingers through his soft hair. he groans at the contact, his eyes falling to yours as he presses his lips on your neck. you chuckle at him, allowing him to do as he pleases.

nanami never knew he could even love like this. so madly in love to the point where he feels like he’s gone beyond existing, so madly in love where it feels like it’s lit up his whole world, so madly in love to the point where he knows this is for eternity.

“love,” he softly calls your name. you hum your answer, moving closer to your husband. “i love you so much.” he whispers into your ears so softly.

you smile, turning your head to press a kiss on his forehead. “i love you more kento.”

he relishes in this moment. he never known someone could change his whole entire demeanour with a mere look, he never knew someone could deter his perspective in a good way, he never knew someone could make him feel like this. god, he’s so sure of this, he will cherish you today, tomorrow and forever more.

nanami would have never known that he could be this kind of person until he met you. it all starts with you. it all began when he met you, and he would never change it for the world.

inumaki cant speak without cursing someone, so when you joined jujutsu tech and told them you know how to sign his heart swelled. then he came up to you and signed 'i can't really talk, but i want to be friends, do you mind?'

traitor

he isn’t cheating,

but he still is a traitor.

his promises of keeping you a priority, now gone and replaced with angered voices, incoherent yelling, and unloving gazes. the once promised dream like fantasy, now replaced with the painful reality.

“are you my fuckin’ pet? because you keep following me like a fucking dog, it pisses me off!” he exclaims, mask now lowered to his neck. his ocean eyes are piercing into you, sending you glares like that of a shape knife.

you had thought that if you maybe stayed by his side quietly, he would suddenly remember that he promised you a fantasy, that he had promised you all rainbows and butterflies, not slums and mud like what’s he’s giving you as of the moment.

“satoru— can you not yell when you talk to me? i don’t like causing a scene wherever we go.” you mumble, blinking back the tears that are threatening to fall down your rosy cheeks.

“i wouldn’t have to keep yelling at you if you weren’t so dumb.”

and that was finally the last nail down the coffin.

you snapped your head and looked him right down the eye. the white in your eyes now as red as the bloody moon. breathing mismatched, while your body shakes lightly. you open your mouth to say something, but close it back looking away from him.

“i have walked every path you led me through satoru. followed you every step of the way just so that you wont have to fall alone. tried to leave myself open for the sake of your happiness.” he watches you take a step back, eyes filled with hatred. you bite on your lip until you taste the familiar metallic taste of blood. “did i say something wrong satoru? do something bad? embarrass you or anything?”

when you finish talking, you eye him with desperation. you wish he would say something along the lines of, ‘no, you haven’t done anything’, ‘i’m sorry if you felt that way’ even if it would just be false reassurance. but to your dismay, he says nothing.

the tears you desperately tried to bite back, start falling like a waterfall. he watches you crumble in front of him, his eyes containing no remorse, eyes blank as he looks down at you. there are words forming in his head but nothing seems to leave past his lips, silence eloping you two like a veil.

“are you not going to say anything satoru? are you really going to leave me with nothing?” you manage to squeak out through your heavy sobs, your hands lifting to the air as you stare at him with tears still falling. you never expected for things to end like this, it’s almost as if nothing had just happened between you two, almost as if you two were never even in a romantic relationship in the first place.

gojo remains stagnant. he doesn’t say anything, at all. it’s like he’s making you look like the idiot in this situation. you loved him at his worse, but its almost as if that doesn’t matter anymore. so with a loud sob, you hastily wipe your tears, once again straightening your back and looking at him. “okay. that’s it i guess.”

his hand raises to grab you, but you step back, placing your hand to your chest. he lets out an audible pained gasp, eyes not believing what is happening. he quickly looks up to you, and sees a sad smile portrayed on your lips. “i wish you remember this every day satoru, seeing me hurt like this, just the way you want.”

no! he doesn’t want to hurt you like this, he very desperately wants to stay but nothing gets past his mouth, almost as if you cursed him with silence. “you betrayed me satoru, but i guess that doesn’t matter to you. after all, you have the long end of the stick, right?”

“you didn’t cheat on me satoru, but you’re still a traitor.”

then you turned your back on him and walked away.

he watches you walk, but he’s grounded. his feet is refusing to run after you, stopping him from hurting you worse. he falls to his knees, no tears leaving his eyes, sob left stuck down his throat as his eyes shake. his palms pressed down the concrete ground.

he never did cheat on you, but he betrayed all his promises, falling out of it when nothing seemed to go his way.

he didn’t cheat, but he still is a traitor.

home sweet home

minors dni.

"hey love." nanami's deep voice suddenly speaks from behind you causing you to shudder a tad bit before realizing it actually is him.

"don't scare me like that ken." you chuckle moving your head back to press a kiss on his cheek. he mindlessly dismisses your words with his own deep chuckle, leaning in to you.

"how was work today?" you ask, turning off the stove and grabbing the lid to cover to cooked dish. he just hums at your questions softly turning you around by your waist, softly massaging the plush skin.

"nothing beyond the ordinary." he replies, moving his hands up and down your waist. you hum a reply, wrapping your arms around his neck while you slowly inch closer until the tip of his nose meets yours.

"what about your day love? how was it?" he asks, lips dangerously near your own. his hot breath fanning your plump lips.

"i went out to the grocery store today, and met one of my colleagues." you tell him, keeping your gaze on his green eyes. he huffs a response, pulling you closer by your waist.

"what else did you do today?" he asks, raising his knee to meet your crotch. you whimper at the contact, holding on his neck for support.

"nothing— much." you say in between breaths, as he starts to rock his knee back and forth.

"i see." he says, lowering his knee and tipping your chin using his forefinger. you follow the movement of his hand look up to him, his green eyes intensely staring at you.

"shall we eat dinner?"

caught

itadori and nobara stands in the middle of the closet with wide eyes as they watch the scene unfold in front of them. not in a million years if their lives have they even though of this happening.

not when the usually stoic and calm fushigiro megumi is acting like a baby.

they were about to jump out of your closet to surprise you to get back at you for pranking them, but they did not expect this to happen.

you‘re beautiful

"satoru!" you whine as you laugh with happy tears brimming your eyes. he laughs stupidly at your messy eye look that he made.

"i did you so good and you make me look like a curse! unfair!" you whine as your grab your other eye line from your make up bag.

it's currently at the middle of the night and you and gojou are still goofing around like children. you two had a bet that if who lost the game would do the others make up.

while you two are very competitive, you did not wish to lose against your husband who does not know anything about make up. but him being the whiney baby he is, leads you two to this situation.

"you said loser has to remain still! why do i have make-up on me?" you cry but also laugh as you grab your make up wipes from your vanity. he just remains laughing as he watches you try to remove the make up.

"nuh-uh princess, that's staying on." he says as he removes the wipe from you and grabs your wrist towards him.

"no, its not, just look at my eye liner! this isn't even straight!" you say as you point at the eye liner. he turns your body to the mirror and you look at his compared to yours.

"just look at that. your lashes i made them curly and longe, your eye liner straight, your hair so cute tied up. and look at what you did to me you damn sorcerer! where's the justice in that." you say as you point out the difference. he isn't even listening, he's just scrolling on his phone.

"are you even listening?" you say as you look at his phone and whatever he's doing.

"look at this. i should post this, shouldn't i?" he asks as he shows you a photo he took of the both of you while you were having your fit.

your face a total wreck with the eye liner not in place and the crusty mascara on your lashes, you just look, horrid.

"don't you fucking dare." you threat as you try to reach our for his phone. but you're too late he has his hand raised over his head, his phone up high.

"what do you think of the students when they see their teacher messed up like that?" he cheekily teases as he bends down. his hot breath fanning over your lips.

"fuck you." you whisper before encasing his lips against yours. you catch him off guard as soon as you press your lips against his but this only lasts for a split second. he already knows what you're trying to do.

in a sly manner his slides his phone through the armhole of his long sleeve, sliding it across his body until it falls on the waist band of his pants.

"what are you trying to do princess?" he says, slightly out of breath. you press the tip of your nose against his as you try to search for his phone on his phone.

"where'd your phone go?"

"oh, so thats what you wanna do, huh?" he chuckles as he grabs you by the waist and tosses you to the soft matress of the bed. you plop down with a yelp as you prop yourself, but gojo gets ahead of you and places his hands over your wrist.

"unfair princess you have to finish what you started." he says as he spreads his legs, straddling you. you let out a small whine as you look at him kn the eye with a small pout present in your face.

"delete the photo first." you say.

"no. why would i?" he asks as he presses his forehead against you. his body now trapping you.

"because i look horrid, look at me satoru." you say as you try to wave your arm off. he cocks you a brow, confused.

"you look adorable, what do you mean."

"the damn make up smudging over my face. i look like a mess." you say as you struggle to get off. he hums in confusion before puckering his lips and pressing them against yours.

"i think you look cute." he says as he shifts his body, completely relaxing over you. you cock him a curious brow, slightly confused as to where he's going with this.

"with or without make-up, messy or not, you're very beautiful. i don't get why you're confused about that." he says as he presses another kiss on your lips. a smile spreads over your lips as you look at him with a loving look into his eyes.

"you really think so?" you ask.

"a million hundred percent." he says before pressing his lips against yours locking them together. he frees both your hands and your hands immediately moves to his neck pulling him closer.

he bites your lower lip making you release a small moan giving him a chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. his hands move to your waist easily swapping your positions.

his tongue bottoms yours out as he plays with yours, not missing a part, while his hands move to yours ass slightly squeezing them.

you inhale a tad bit before moving away to break the kiss. a small string of saliva following as you two break it earning a small chuckle from you.

he smiles at your reaction as he moves his hands to your waist and slightly massaging it.

"don't worry about your looks baby, you're beautiful to me. the most beautiful being made in the world."