{SHOW & TELL} Gojo x Fem!Reader

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

"Y/N!" Gojo calls the moment he turns around and sees you standing behind him. He smiles as he takes in your appearance. "You look nice."

"Thank you," you chuckle, "the four exact copies of the girls' uniform is all I own so I'm glad it works on me."

"Man," he shakes his head as he places his hand on his chin, "I really gotta buy you some clothes."

"I'm sure normal clothes would look better than letting others see you alone with what appears to be a high school girl," you tease.

Gojo nods as he wraps his arm around your neck. Then, you're suddenly flashed to someplace new. After a moment of brief shock, you gaze at your surroundings. For some reason, it seems almost familiar.

"Where are we?" you ask, though you're mostly just thinking out loud.

"Gifu."

"Gifu?!" You gasp. "This isn't a date, you liar!"

"It is," he nods plainly as he stuffs one of his hands into his pockets and holds out the other to you. A bit skeptically you take it and follow him as he starts to walk.

"So what's your plan this time?" you sigh knowingly.

"No plan, Y/N."

"You're not a half-bad liar, but that was pathetic. You and I both know that my family is from here so it's obvious that there is some kind of alternative plan going on here," you state to him.

"What am I, a villain in a movie?" he chuckles. "This is just a normal date."

"Whatever," you say as you let out a deep breath, "I give in. What are we doing on this 'date'?"

Gojo's face lights up from your question. "Shopping!" he replies excitedly.

At almost the same time, you arrive in front of a shopping district. You look away from Gojo towards the crowded streets and take in the view. It's been quite some time you've gone out without having to kill a curse or show off your ability as some kind of product, and it being a date with Gojo was just icing on the cake.

As you're shaken out of your trance, Gojo guides you into a store. "Get whatever you want," he says, "and I'll spot you... Just don't go too crazy, okay?"

Still a bit skeptical over this whole thing, you nod silently. After all, you could have gone shopping in Tokyo so why did he bring you to Gifu instead?

"Thanks," you say to him, "I'll come find you in a bit."

After walking around for a while and finding a few nice pieces of clothing, you look around for your white-haired companion. And when you do find him, he hands you a huge pile of clothes.

"There you go," he hums satisfactorily, "Ready to go try everything on?"

"Gojo," you huff as you adjust to the weight of the clothes thrown onto your arms, "you said not to go too crazy. Don't you think this is a little much?"

"I was talking about you," he says as his hand gently touches your lower back and guides you across the store, "not me... Oh! Excuse me! Can she get a dressing room please?"

"Sure," a polite voice of an employee rings from behind your ginormous pile of clothes before he continues to show you the way to go.

The employee opens a door to the dressing room for you and helps you with the surplus of clothing that you have.

"Thanks," you sigh as the weight is removed from your back.

The employee, a woman with a bright smile, bows politely to you before leaving you to the room. Once the door is closed, you hear Gojo murmur something to her and a slight giggle as she walks away. You ignore it, though, as you strip down from the uniform.