Jujutsu Kaisen Oneshots + Headcanons

inumaki x fem! reader • of love and despair • part II

Word Count: 3265

I'm adding my OC from my other book because why not. She's just Gojo's fiance but it won't affect the story all that much. Her name's Zenin Kumori and has shadow + healing abilities. She and Gojo are like five years older than Maki's year btw just for clarification...

You froze in your tracks as you stared at him, aghast. You had never had Inumaki's words used against you. And to say the sensation was unlike anything you had felt before was an understatement. 

It came like waves, which made sense to you when you thought about it. His technique had to do with soundwaves so it had time to settle on your unprotected eardrums. You never thought you had to protect them. 

When you felt the cursed energy settle itself on your eardrums, just a single baited breath was enough to send you flying 20 feet from him.

"Y/N-san!" Haruto shouted as he caught your flying form, using his body to brace you from hitting the ground or walls. But your ears were deaf to his questions of assurance.

He just–

No he couldn't have...

He just did.

He had used a cursed technique against you, which was not only against the rules of your school, but also a direct attack against you.

"Y/N-san! I need to know you're okay," Haruto was hovering above you now, having gently laid you down. His head was blocking the sun, his eyebrows furrowed with worry. 

"Haruto-san?" You stared at him in confusion, slowly new faces were starting to approach you. You glanced to your right as Panda was trying to call out to Inumaki. Maki and Okkotsu were running over to you, while the third years (Megumi, Nobara, and Itadori) stared in shock from you to their senpai. And Inumaki was only running away. 

"I-i'm fine," you were not fine. You felt confused, and dazed, more so frustrated. You loved him. He could have at least acted as a friend. You went back to reality, looking Haruto in the eye. "I just–I don't–"

"Hey it's okay. He's not here anymore. We should get you to Shoko-san or Zenin-san," Haruto said already starting to pick her up. 

•...•...•

Inumaki sat in his room hunched over as he grabbed a fistful of his hair, his other hand clutching his skull in disbelief. 

Were you fucking stupid?

Couldn't you take the hint that he couldn't have you around him? He hadn't meant to hurt you. 

You're just making excuses.

He didn't realize when tears started dripping down his face. He didn't move to wipe them away. It was only a physical reference of what he'd done. He saw eyes that he wished he'd never seen. They looked lost and hurt. And they were there because of him.

What the fuck was wrong with him? And that newcomer too. Watching him catch you made his stomach twist. It should've been him catching you. But it was his fault you were hurt in the first place. 

Why was he doing this? But he already knew the answer. And it came in the form of a figure of woman with raven hair, as she entered his room to caress his face.

It was disgusting.

But for you, Inumaki would do anything.

•...•...•

"Even if he had used a cursed technique on you, the words he used shouldn't have results as that extreme," Kumori tapped her pen on the table as she stared at you. Shoko was out today, something about a hangover headache and stayed home. Cue the second resident doctor that was actually a teacher. She had just bandaged your head, having used reversed curse technique first, and made you wear these stupid yellow headphones.