Scarlet Eyes (Gojo Satoru x OC)

❁ VII. shark week

This is one of my more funny chapters that don't really matter to the plot. A lot of cursing in this chapter I guess....? If you're uncomfortable then don't read. Just some period comfort if you want to put yourself in Kumori's shoes. Kinda spicy at the end of the chapter but not really? Dunno how to explain it but if Getou or Shoko happen to walk in...it'll be compromising. Don't worry they're still only friends, I swear. 

Jujutsu Tech and the higher ups started to put closer look out on Kumori after the Hokkaido event. Everyone just seemed to pay more attention to her actions and whereabouts more. 

So when she missed a day of class and training without any word to any of her classmates or teachers, her trio of friends immediately marched into her room trying to find out what was wrong. 

Well actually it was mostly Gojo who worried. Shoko and Getou weren't the ones who saw her bloodied and beaten up like he did. It kinda put everything into perspective for him. So that's where he found himself now, and hand on the door just outside her room. He gave the door a tentative knock. The instant response was an object being thrown at the door. 

That probably was a sign to get the fuck out of there, but Gojo was also a stubborn assehole with a huge affectionate heart. And he really wanted to know where his friend was, so he ignored the warning and just opened the door. 

He was surprised to find the room dark, not pitch black so that meant this wasn't Kumori's doing. His eyes travelled to the bed, which had a covered lump in the middle. "What the fuck do you want?" she hissed at the boy. 

"I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take you in to the higher ups for kidnapping and stolen identity," Gojo stared down at the girl. "The Kumori-chan I know would never miss class." 

The only response he got was a muffled moan. He marched over to the curtains and swiftly opened them allowing light into the room. "There much brighter."

"Gojo Satoru. Close the fucking blinds. Seriously. And get out," her voice was muffled but still as stern as ever. He rolled his eyes but closed the shades. 

"C'mon. You're my fiancé. I'm supposed to help you if you aren't feeling well. Can't really do that if you don't help me, too," he prodded the clothed lump.

Kumori snorted. "My my, the great Gojo Satoru caring for someone other than himself. The sky must be purple and hedgehogs are falling out of it (TID reference if any of you read). And since when did I care if you were my fiancé or not? It's just an arrangement our families formed without our input. I don't actually take any meaning to that title." 

"Are you gonna call me by my full name all day? And this isn't about you being my fiancé. This is about me helping a friend in need," It was his turn to roll his eyes. This woman was making this exceedingly difficult. "Welp if you aren't gonna tell me I'll just tell Masamichi-sensei you went to town instead of class." 

"Satoru-kun." Gojo paused his trek to the door. "Could you go to Shoko-san and ask for some pads and tampons?"

"Geh?" He blinked at her twice. "Like cushions? Or wipes?"

"Well I guess there's a cushioning part to it. And it doesn't really wipe, more like absorbs which is still a component of wiping I suppose," Kumori described. "You do know what a pad and tampon are right?"

When she didn't hear a response she sighed. "I'm on my period. Please go get me that pad and tampon now." With his orders given, Gojo marched out of the room a soldier on his mission. 

He knocked on Shoko's door and the girl opened it for him. "What's up?"

"Can I have a few pads and tampons?" He asked the girl innocently, who in turn eyed the boy suspiciously.