Strictly Professional (gojo x reader)

Chapter 41

Summary:

The night is far from over as it continues from Gojo's unexpected appearance at the bar.

Author's Note:

Hello guys, I know I don't usually post on Saturdays, but I thought I should work on posting these next two chapters as finals season is about to start so I can take a break. This chapter is an interesting one for Y/n so I hope you enjoy it!

Also, a reminder that all of Y/n's words are slurred, I just didn't feel like clicking away grammar suggestions.

Recommended Songs:
Try Again by JAEHYUN, d.ear (after the first squiggly)
favorite crime by Olivia Rodrigo

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"Didn't I say that I'll be right there if you fall, Stardust?"

Your mind flooded with thoughts. You didn't know whether to be annoyed by his presence or grateful. One thing you were sure about though, was that you were fucking nervous.

He's here. He's here? For me? Was Shoko right? I should talk to him—wait no, I shouldn't. I should wait till I'm a little soberer. Right? But you have to live in the moment—wait, why is he here? Wasn't it supposed to be Nanami picking us up?

"Princess? Princess, don't black out on me."

Princess. God, I'll never, ever get over his pet names.

Gojo chuckled, "Good because I don't plan to stop using them any time soon."

You blinked, looking upwards into Gojo's eyes, your words coming out a jumbled mumble, "I said that out loud? Fuck."

Gojo smiled, "No need to be embarrassed with me, Princess." You hummed, turning to walk towards Shoko, your balance and coordination still non-existent and Gojo preventing you from face-planting again. He wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest, and you relax, relishing the familiar warmth and feel of his muscles. Gojo's cheeks became a light pink, looking around for Shoko until he notices her talking to Nanami.

Gojo guiding the both of you over, you hum, "Heyy, Nanami! Time to go home now, right?" Nanami nods when Shoko cuts in, "Hey, actually [Y/n] you should go home with Gojo!" She gave you a little wink, and your eyes widened, countering, "Oh no, I couldn't do that to Gojo! Don't you have plans, Gojo?"

Gojo grinned, shaking his head as he tied his blindfold back on. Okay. I take back whatever nice things I said in the last hour. I hate him. Nanami's voice draws you from your thoughts as he adds, "Actually [Y/n], looking at my map, it seems that yours and Gojo's apartment buildings are on the other side of the city. So logistically, you would get home faster with him."

You sighed, "Can I see the map?" Nanami nodded, handing you his phone. His phone is so clean. And he wasn't lying. Not that I would expect Nanami to. Dammit.

You handed back the phone, turning to Gojo, resting a hand on his chest, the action taking a few seconds to register before suddenly pulling away, looking towards the wood floor of the bar. You hear a satisfied hmph from behind you that could only be Shoko's.

Deciding not to entertain that, you reply, "Um, I-I can take an Uber, Gojo. Don't worry about me."

Gojo laughed softly, lowering his lips to your ear, whispering, "You'd rather use what you referred to as 'stupid fucking ubers' than me. I am your personal transportation after all."

Flustered again, you inhaled, looking away and looking towards the glow of the small dance floor. Gojo's fingers found their way to their spot on your chin, bringing your eyes to meet him, goosebumps rising on your arms once again. Gojo rests his forehead on yours, whispering, "You know how I feel about eye contact. Now, would you please let me take you home?"