Mommy? [Gojo x fem! reader]

Chapter 1

-Y/n POV-

"Wait, no, Itadori please get your foot out of that pot. It's highly unsanitary." I muttered in utter disgust. How can a child even climb that high?

"Y/n, you can't reason with a curious 3 year old, it's useless", the white-haired male remarked arrogantly as he lifted Yuji out of a pot of water, that of which had an intended purpose of boiling pasta. Setting him down on the floor as he waddeled away to play with something random.

If I were to be completely honest, I would have never guessed that I would be cooking for three fledglings that so miraculously landed in my care, but here I was. Standing next to whom I would call, a man incapable of processing more than one thought at a time. Him and his unhinged forms of dialogue could very much drive a person off a tall building...willingly.

Though if I were to verbally express the amount of intellectual torment this man bestowed upon my being, it would lead to something worse, so taking my frustrations and soon to be migraine, I confined my vocabulary to PG 13 only.

"Don't you think it's nice how close we've become in these last few days?" he cooed. His tone was simply intolerable.

"Oh, it's been wonderful." said with little to no emotion, that was my goal.

"Oh come on Y/n, you know how fun it's been having me around. I know I've enjoyed myself these past few days." he chimed leaning against the countertop.

"I wish the feeling was mutual, and these past few days? You've been gone ever since our small discussion with Yaga."

"Well you see, I'm a busy man Y/n. It's hard being needed all over the country." he asserted, speaking with such arrogance a wave of annoyance nearly sent my foot straight to his crotch. But alas, perseverance was my only option. How sad.

I didn't respond, concentrating on making a delectable sauce that paired adequately with the pasta I was boiling. My cold yet temperamental way of conversation simply provoked his childish ideology, in turn irking me further with spiteful remarks.

He chuckled before sighing heavily, stepping closer to me, almost too close.

"Oh Y/n, with you and I cooking here I think I could get used to playing mommy and daddy for a little while." he purred, lifting my chin to meet his lustful gaze. An unwelcomed wave of butterflies soared through my stomach as his lips soon curled into an amused smirk. But I wasn't one to be swayed by something so simple.

"Careful, an unrequited kink might be revealing itself. I don't want that around young children." I retaliated unfazed, removing my face from his grasp.

He snickered in return.

"My? Have I lost my charm?" he asked.

I simply smirked, "Oh don't make me laugh, it was never there to begin with."

Flashback~

"Students, before we set off for today's assignment I'd like to introduce you to an old companion of mine, L/n Y/n. She will be accompanying us today since the higher-ups feel more comfortable sending a person like her on this mission as an extra precaution." he said in a slightly mocking tone.

Gojo gestured towards me, motioning me to come forward from where I was originally standing, shaking his hands.
"Gojo, I assure you the jazz hands are highly unnecessary."

"Whatever you say miss priss." he snickered putting his hands in his pockets.

My sight irritatedly drifted from the man and landed on the three students standing before me. Two were unfamiliar but I recognised one right away.