𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐄: 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

(xxxvii) insecurities

there are so many words to describe y/n.

confident. that's one of the words.

she's confident of her appearance as well as her abilities. she can be intimidating, terrifying, sometimes pretty childish.

she wasn't always like this.

flashback: eight years ago

it had been close to a year since y/n started seeing gojo satoru.

and well, they were never bored.

they never seemed to run out of things to talk about.

he made her happy.

but he travelled a lot. obviously she understood that he didn't have a choice, and that his responsibilities were many, but it gave them lesser time together.

and in that limited amount of time, being out in public with him was always a pain in the ass.

because satoru was gorgeous. he was cocky and playful and charming and infuriating and so so easy to fall in love with.

she didn't remember the last time she went out with him without hearing

"hey, are you single?"

or "can i have your number?"

or "you're so hot"

the girls that asked so were all beautiful girls. so beautiful. so sure of themselves.

she would've been in awe of them if they didn't belittle her so much.

she felt invisible around them. because sometimes they just pretended she didn't exist when they were talking to satoru.

so many looks of pure jealousy, of disdain.

so many hushed whispers, both inside and outside the jujutsu world.

talking about how he could do so much better, about how she should be thankful she gets to be in a relationship with him, about how he was probably only with her because of pity. because he didn't want to hurt her feelings.

of course satoru would always politely decline the offers that came his way, and inform them he had a girlfriend. she knew he wouldn't ever cheat on her or something.

but it was slowly starting to take a toll on her.

she didn't realise it till one fine day, when she randomly caught herself staring in the mirror for too long.

and she wondered if maybe those girls were right. maybe he was settling. maybe he didn't want to hurt her feelings.

she discarded the thoughts just as easily.

"i'm stupid for thinking this, right? i'm perfectly fine the way i am"

but then she found herself asking him more often to stay indoors for dates instead of going out. she didn't tell him the reason for it. because she thought it wasn't important that she felt this way.