work this out | Gojo x F!Reader

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you will never forget the day he got on one knee, pulled out the small box, and asked if you wanted to become his wife, he wore his best smirk, it was his beast feature, his eyes looking directly at yours, without breaking eye contact.

you two had been partners for a while before his proposal, you never thought that he would be the type to settle down with a woman, his behavior was always playful around other people, especially women, he was always very flirty, and that made you insecure.

why, out of other women he knew, he asked you to become his wife, to spend the rest of his life with you, why would he do that, why couldn't he choose another one, why was it you?

setting your insecurities aside, you said yes to him, crying, hands covering your mouth and looking at him, he grinned and smiled at you, hugging you and pecking your lips.

even after 2 years of marriage his behavior was still the same, he was way too childish, so cocky, always flirting with other women, even when you were beside him, he would still flirt with them, it annoyed you to the core. why was it so hard for him to notice that you were right there.

aside from being that way he was always tired, your sex life was almost non existent, he came home late and he never had time for you.

you would always cook for him, and to show his gratitude he would just peck at your lips and that's it. he never brought you flowers, not even for valentine's day nor women's day.

you tried not to convince yourself that he was having an affair with another woman, you really did your best to initiate things when the two of you were in the bedroom, but he would always hide behind a 'i'm tired tonight'.

at night when gojo would be sleeping, you would sneak out of the bed that the two of you shared, and go directly to the bathroom, you did your best to satisfy yourself the way gojo did, you would fuck yourself with your fingers, knuckles deep in your pussy, trying your best to make yourself feel good, but your fingers were nothing compared to gojo's. he would make you scream with only just his long fingers, they would reach places your fingers couldn't, and that frustrated you.

the next few days you got tired, tired of his excuses and decided to buy adult toys to satisfy your needs in bed, you were still young and you needed someone to pleasure you, and if gojo couldn't then maybe a fake dick deep in your pussy couldn't, just how different his dick was from a silicone one?!

but you were so wrong, once your got your silicone fake dick it wouldn't reach the places gojo's dick would, plus you had to do everything yourself, and your arm got tired, after not even 3 minutes after it entered in your pussy.

you were too frustrated to focus, you didn't, too mad at yourself, everything would've been different if you talked about this with gojo, maybe he could give you an answer instead of ignoring you, or changing the subject.

going back to your bedroom you noticed he was awake, could've been in the kitchen to drink water, you didn't even bother to start a conversation, too late for one. you hope you weren't the reason why he was awake that late, considering he had to go to job earlier than the other days.

you lay in your bed, covered yourself and turned your back, so he couldn't see your tears. that night you cried yourself to sleep, still wondering why your marriage turned out this way, trying way too hard to figure whether you had done anything that could've made him mad. you were so scared to even comfort him, afraid that he might get mad at you, a side he showed to you once, you didn't want to see angry gojo ever in your life.

the next morning the other side of the bed was empty, you were already used to it, you rolled your body at the side of the bed he would sleep at. you placed your face on his pillow, your lungs swelled with his smell, his intoxicating smell. you can't describe his smell, it was kind of mixed with his cologne, mint, and the fabric softener you would used for your bedroom sheets mixed with sweat, gojo would sweat a lot at night, but you didn't mind, you liked him despite the smell.