[COMPLETED]
Complete and utter cringe. Wrote this is my weird era 💀 Youve been warned
✎ Y/N L/N is a young woman who works for the mafia, along with her partner, Gojo Satoru. They're known to be the most ruthless duo around. She's used to her whit...
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"Why am I always stuck with the shitty jobs", you muttered to yourself as you put on a formal black dress that had an opening at the top showing some cleavage, with a slit at the side, paired with plain black heels and amethyst earrings. You styled your hair in a low bun and put on very light makeup.
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[for reference because I'm terribly bad at explaining]
"Why couldn't we have gotten a do or die mission", you huffed as you pulled two strands of your h/c hair out of your bun. Thrill was what you wanted and you'd think being in the mafia meant your life would be at risk 24/7.
You heard a knock on the door which snapped you out of your thoughts and went to answer it.
Upon opening the door, you see Gojo leaning against the frame of the door, wearing a black suit but this time he wasn't wearing his glasses nor his blindfold.
This was your first time ever seeing Gojo without any facial coverings. You hadn't realised that blue could be such hot fire until you saw his eyes Slate outer rings with teal all the way to his pupils, those blue eyes fixed you in all the best ways.
Your mouth refused to open. You're were making it pretty awkward by just standing here.
"Gorgeous", was the only word that was able to come through as you stared at his bedazzling eyes.
"Something wrong?", he tilted his head. This man knew he was hot no doubt about it.
"Nope not at all", you dismissed him.
"You look nice though", he added. Y/n sent a glare his way. That was most certainly a cover up.
"What's that look for? I just think you look nice", he said.
"Feels more like you're undressing me with your eyes", you deadpanned as you locked your door.
"Not really undressing you with my eyes per se, more like eye fucking you but that's not what we're talking about now", he rambled on as he walked behind you.
"If you don't hurry your ass up we'll be late", you retorted.
"Remember what i said about common courtesy?", he pouted.
