Jujutsu Kaisen | C L A S S C L O W N | Gojo × Reader 🍋| AU

2• What should I do now ?

It wouldn't be the first time she got along well with one of her teachers because since high school (y/n) found enough confidence in herself to throw comical jokes in the air in the middle of class when the opportunity presented itself on a silver plate but thankfully she wasn't persistent enough to test people's patience and when a particularly old teacher didn't fancy comments in their boring classroom, she would keep her mouth shut for the sake or not being sent to the principal's office for alleged misconduct.

However, none of them have ever gone to the extend of calling her to their office on the first day, specially if they seemed to go along with her attitude in class. But she could be wrong, perhaps the fact that she tried to ' read ' the new teacher out loud didn't please him whatsoever and he tried to show himself more laid back than what he actually was.

It was not the time to start getting anxious on her way to his office because this was not high school anymore, she couldn't get suspended for a joke in class, could she ? Things worked differently in college.

By the time she reminded herself not to get nervous, she was already chewing at her cuticle while knocking on his door, it was a small office but unlike high school, college teachers had individual spaces where they could keep all of their teaching materials.

" Come in, the door is unlocked. " That was definitely his voice but why was she nervous ? The worst could be just a lecture and it wouldn't be her first time.

Once the door creaked open (seriously, someone should grease these door hinges), she found a dark office, the light bulb was either dying out or it had been modified to regulate the intensity of the illumination. But after making direct eye-contact with the professor who was not wearing his sunglasses, her heart briefly skipped a beat.

Those eyes seemed fake, how could they be so piercingly blue ? Not even a dark ocean blue but they were a light hue of sky blue, almost shining in the midst of the dark ambiance. This is perhaps what a deer sees before being eaten by a wolf.

" Shit, you scared me. "

" Language. "

" But you're the first one to swear in class. "

" ... That's... Well, sit down. "

With a frown of confusion, she found a seat on the chair in front of his desk.

" Have you ever been a teacher's pet ? I need one to help me correct and organize the reports, essays and tests since I don't have time for all of that so congratulations ! You're going to be a very obedient teacher's pet ! "

" But what if I don't want to ? " An expression and tone of disbelief were printed all over her features and voice.

" I don't recall giving you options, now be a good kid and start with this. " A pile of essays was slammed down on the desk right in front of her as his lips curved with that devilish grin of his. How old was he ? He definitely seemed to young to be a teacher.

" Hold your fucking horses, Elsa. What do I get out of this ? " C'mon, with that snow white hair and bright blue eyes, the joke was there to take.

Upon that question, Gojo couldn't help but to snort back a chuckle, his eyelids lowering and for a moment, his stare became a thousand times more intense, the tension suddenly thickening to the point of being almost suffocating in that tiny stuffy dark office and for a second, just for a split of a second, she couldn't help but to imagine that same expression while he fucked, would he be an annoying little shit in bed as well ? Or would it be possible that he suddenly gets serious and... Rough ? Damn it, stop thinking about that, he is your professor.

"Kid, don't even get me started. " That... What was that sentence ? Was he being suggestive ? This was honestly not good for her wild imagination. Unbeknownst to her, she was holding her breath when he leaned back on his seat and slightly lifted his chin for his eyelids to cover more of his intense stare in such an arrogant way.

" Excuse me ? First of all, I pay my own bills, I ain't a kid anymore. Second... What... What kind of expression is that ? Prof, this ain't a porn movie, I'm not gonna beg you to give me an A on my test and... Yeah, you know how it goes. " This was not the time for her to panic but he was genuinely acting in such a suggestive way that was honestly making her nervous in a good way, she was definitely not uncomfortable unless we were counting the naughty thoughts in her head as uncomfortable for her crotch.

" Oi, oi, oi, oi, I didn't say anything ! You were immediately assuming that. Why is that, kiddo ? Don't tell me you fantasize with a teacher-student kind of thing ? " That damned confidence in his tone and the tiny little smile on his lips were going to be death of her. And she had to put up with this for the rest of the semester ?

" Oi ! I haven't said that, it was just your expression--- "

" You're blushing... Did I get that right ? " Fuck, she knew he was right because upon that comment she was able to notice just how terribly warm her face was getting, as if it had steam coming out of her ears.

How could he see so well in such a dark place ?

" Fuck off, give me those fucking essays. " And while aggressively snatching the pile of papers off the table, she could only hear his loud laughter behind her even after slamming the door closed.

A week had passed and it was time to have classes with the infamous Gojo Satoru. Figuring it was unavoidable to meet him in order to give him the papers back before class, (y/n) had no other option than to drop off his office with the pile in hand.

God forbid this man is in the mood to tease her again because she was running out of jokes already to defend herself.

This time once she let herself into his office, he was not behind the desk but rather laying on the small couch in the cramped room, a leg thrown over the armrest while the other had its foot on the floor, legs spread and an arm draped over his eyes, lips slightly parted as the professor seemed to be in deep sleep.

She would be lying if she were to say she was not scanning him from head to toe in that position, why did it look so damn inviting to sit on his hips and...

Fuck, the damned papers, she was just going to quietly leave the pile on his desk and leave. Even if she could definitely just slam them on the wooden surface and wake him up, she was not ready for his teasing so it might be best to leave while the beast was still asleep.

While trying her best to balance her backpack on one shoulder and place the papers down without making too much noise, she was startled to hear a low hum coming from the couch.

Yet nothing could have possibly prepared her for what she was about to witness once turning around, she expected him to be either waking up or switching positions but with a glance from over her shoulder, (y/n) caught the sight of her professor using his hand to unconsciously adjust the uncomfortable erection in his clothes before resting his hand back on his stomach.

Eyes widened as plates, when did he suddenly get a boner while she was there ? Was he still asleep ? Well, that snoring couldn't be fake, could it ?

Praying to whatever deity that might hear her thoughts, she wondered why was he so damn big-- Well, she was actually wondering why was she in this situation but she was also definitely curious about his size.

Now the thought about sitting on his hips and riding him didn't sound so out of place, did it ?

Swallowing thickly, she was now a thousand times more nervous to make a noise on her way out because having him wake up while having an erection and she mysteriously being there at the same time was fuel to the fire for his teasing remarks, not to mention the possible misunderstandings that could arise due to this.

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Author's note: And as you read in the title, what should you do now ?