infirmary | jjk x bsd

( five )

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THERE ITADORI'S LIFELESS body laid displayed for y/n.

"... so, he's dead." y/n stated to no one in particular.

"it appears so, y/n-chan." gojo towered over itadori's body and inspected his soul. "yep. definitely dead."

"i can dissect him how, right?" y/n bluntly asked.

gojo blinked behind his mask before shooting the woman a sly grin. "wow, y/n-chan. my student just died and all you're going to ask is if you can dissect him? how cruel." he dramatically placed his hand on his chest.

"blah, blah. we both know you only saved sukuna's vessel because little meggy asked you to." she began to rummage through her draws for some actual medical tools.

"MEGGY?! HE LETS YOU CALL HIM MEGGY?!" gojo shrieked and accusingly pointed his index finger towards her as if she committed arson.

"yeah, but i think he's just scared of me after coming in for some... treatments." she cackled before walking over to itadori with a scalpel. "you won't feel a thing, itadori. literally."

just as she was about to puncture yuuji's skin, yuuji opened his eyes and sat upright. the two adults owlishly blinked before gojo began to laugh hysterically.

"what the hell?!" y/n hurled her scalpel at the wall out of anger which created large, noticeable cracks.

sure, she was glad itadori was alive. the boy had a lot to live for. but she was excited to dissect the boy and see what made him so incredibly agile with absolutely zero cursed energy.

"hey guys. did i miss something?" yuuji confusedly scratched his head.

gojo, who managed to catch his breath, clung to y/n for support. "that's hilarious! not only is he alive, sukuna is still residing in there as well!"

a quick smack to the head by y/n snapped gojo back to his senses.

"say, itadori, did you and sukuna make a deal by any chance?" gojo questioned, leaning in to inspect the boy's features.

"uhh not that i can think of." yuuji honestly replied.

"... hmmm okay!" gojo threw itadori some clothes and ushered y/n out of the door.

"what the hell do you want, gojo." y/n crossed her arms as the man in front of her fiddled with his thumbs, clearly nervous.

"y/n-chan... willyoupleasegoonadatewithme?" he managed to splutter out.

y/n comically deadpanned and cocked her head to the side, not interpreting a word he just said. "err, can you repeat that? slowly?"

taking a deep breath, gojo took off his blindfold and stared down/up at the woman. "will please go on a date with me?"

gojo squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for y/n's answer.

"sure. text me the details later. i think i hear itadori screaming." with that, the woman left gojo satoru alone in the hallway.

unbeknownst to her, he might've passed out then and there.

BONUS
"STOP MOVING YOU LITTLE SHIT!" y/n chased around yuuji with her jackhammer.

"WHY CAN'T YOU USE SOMETHING NORMAL TO FIX ME?!" yuuji's shrill voice screamed back.

while trying to put on the clothes his teacher so gracefully gave him, yuuji noticed that he had been impaled and his heart was nowhere to be found.

"NO WONDER FUSHIGURO IS ALWAYS SO SCARED TO SEE YOU!" itadori absentmindedly insulted.

"OH NOW YOU'RE GONNA GET THE EXTRA SPECIAL TREATMENT."

y/n managed to grab itadori by his salmon hair and restrained him back down on to the table.

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