Jujutsu Kaisen Whatnot (one-shots)

An Abusive Relationship With Gojo (Pt. 2)

A/N: So, this second part will have two routes for it: one route will be for manga readers (as it contains spoilers to the manga) and one route will be for anime-only watchers. You're free to read whichever version you would like, I just wanted the option to be out on the table. Also, I just realised that I have not been doing Gojo justice in these POVs... sorry (?)

Manga Reader Route:

You wanted him gone. You just needed him to leave you alone, you couldn't do this anymore. You had escaped during the day while he was gone at Jujutsu Tech. It was your opportunity and you took it, fleeing into the city with just the clothes on your back and a small handful of money in your back pocket. You didn't know how you were going to do it, but you were going to survive without him. You would find a way no matter what.

"Oh, I'm sorry." You exclaimed as you ran into someone.

"Watch where you're going!" The man yelled at you. You instantly flinched and backed away.

"I'm sorry sir." You bowed your head, trying to make yourself appear smaller.

"Yeah, you'd better be sorry, you stepped on my new shoes. Now they're scuffed! How am I supposed to go to that job interview now, huh?" He pointed at his shoes, which showed no sign of scoff marks, besides the usual wear and tear.

"I... I'm sorry." You clasped your hands together, trying to show more sincerity.

"You're gonna pay for new ones! Hand it over." He held his hand out and made a motion to call for your money.

"But..." You tried.

"No buts, bitch!" He reached for your arm. You pulled back but someone had already stopped the man. You looked up at your saviour, a tall man with long black hair and stretched earlobes.

"Walk away." He spoke to the much shorter man in a stern yet calm voice.

"Who the hell are you, her boyfriend?" The other scoffed at the taller man, not taking him seriously.

"Doesn't matter. You need to back off." The mysterious man threw the other's hand away.

"It does matter, this bitch messed up my shoes so unless you're gonna pay, get out of my face!" The man shouted in the face of the taller man. You hadn't seen your saviour's face yet, only his back but you could see the face of the short man. He instantly paled and his eyes widened before he stumbled backwards.

"Stay away you freak!" He yelled before running away.

Very slowly, your saviour turned to face you for the first time ever. He was a very attractive man with what seemed like stitches across his forehead.

"Are you alright miss..." He held his hand out, trying to make a formal introduction.

"(l/n)." You hesitantly shook his hand. You spoke softly before trying to retreat, "And I'm okay, thank you."

"Where are you going?" The man asked walking beside you, giving you no chance at escape.

"I... That's a good question. Anywhere but here I suppose." You managed to smile although it didn't do a good job at reassuring him at all.

"When I asked if you were okay, I didn't just mean from your encounter with that man, but with everything else as well. I couldn't help but notice those bruises all over your arms, face, neck-- everywhere I'm sure. Are you in trouble?" He frowned softly, his eyes so kind and caring they almost frightened you. You had forgotten what it was like to have someone be so... concerned about you.

"I'm escaping while he's gone. I don't know how far ill be able to go or how quickly he'll find me but I suppose it doesn't hurt to try, right?" Your smile faltered but you still held onto your optimism. Maybe he'd forget about you and let you go... maybe... you'd be safe, even if it was just for a little bit.