thank you so much for the support, sweetheart!! I hope you enjoy this and this man is just ✨chef's kisses✨ (also I'm sorry for taking so long!!)
from: shiggyyyy ❦ ───
FUSHIGURO TŌJI GROANED AS HE FELT his body still intact and well. there was no blood nor pain that surged through his muscles.
'weird', he immediately thought, sitting upright as he witnessed the familiar surroundings, yet a gut feeling told him that something was slightly off.
he had thought that he would've died after his battle with gojō satoru — the strongest shaman — however it seemed that he was still alive and well.
or perhaps he was dead, and this is just what hell looked like, a deceiving illusion.
"excuse me sir, you're not supposed to be here at this tim—"
you suddenly halted in your sentence once you realized who the hell was in front of you.
'no way! NO. DAMN. WAY. THERE IS NO WAY THAT THE DILF OF THE CENTURY: FUSHIGURO TŌJI IS IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW'.
"hah? and who the fuck are you?! the devil's servant or something?"
you then tilted your head to the side in confusion.
"excuse me? do I look the devil's helper?", you sassily replied, placing a hand on your hip, as you watched the man's face contort into confusion.
you had thought that perhaps god (gege) had finally heard your prayers and brought your 2d crush into the real world.
"after all these painful years of being alone because of my obsession, I suddenly foresee a wedding", you muttered to yourself, clapping your hands together as you looked up towards the sky.
"hey, where's this place?", tōji rudely questioned, bringing you out of your thoughts.
"earth, japan, tokyo, the yoyogi park", you bluntly answered.
"what's the date today?"
"march eighth, 2021", you stated. "now if you will, please put on this mask, because there's this thing called corona going around and if you die again, I'll be devastated".
