She was taken aback. Her mouth flung open again and this time her face held a more resentful and bitter expression.
"No you don't," she paced around the room, "no you don't. No you don't. No you don't. No you don't. No the fuck you don't."
"Yes I do."
She held a confused look and took an abrupt pause.
"You said yourself that you've never loved before," she said, "you-you said you didn't know what love was."
She seemed so bothered.
"I know what it is now. It's you. I love you, baby."
"YOU JUST WANNA HAVE SEX WITH ME, GOJO!" She blurted.
"NO I DON'T, Y/N!" I yelled back.
"I thought back to all the interactions we've had. All of them had some kind of sexual tension in them. Why do you think I ended things with you? You're a fucking sex freak. All you wanna do is have sex. People are literally warning me about you, Gojo. Do you know how sad that is? Do you know how horrible that would impact me if I was seen out with someone like you? For men it's fine to be a hoe but if word gets out that I'm hanging with you, people are gonna assume I'm one of the "hoes" you fuck whenever you want. They're gonna look down on me. I'll lose everything. Everything I worked so hard for."
She broke down into tears and her breathing became unstable.
"You don't think I know that? I know I'm a disgusting sex freak who uses sex to cope with trauma. I know all of that is true. But please don't let my past ruin us."
"There was no 'us'. There will never be an 'us'," she said. "Don't you understand? You're bad for me."
"Please, fix me, love."
"You aren't a toilet, Gojo." She weakly said. "Fix yourself."
"You wanna know something?" I asked her.
"What?" She unenthusiastically asked.
I looked into her brown eyes.
"You wanna know why I am the way I am? Emiliah. She's the reason why you're so scared to be with me. I loved Emiliah, I loved her so much. I told her not to accept that training mission but she did anyway. She ended up dying. Ever since then I swore to myself that no woman could ever take her place in my life and I would never try to replace her. That's why I never gave women the time of day. Because of that promise, a lot of women can say they've been in my bed. And I know it's not an excuse to treat women the way I did or act the way I act but, please, forgive me y/n. I love you. I'm willing to fix my issues for you."
She gave me a weak smile. She understood. Just like I expected her to.
"I would give you a hug and stuff but I haven't brushed my teeth yet." She smiled to herself. "I forgive you."
She told me to sit and wait for her to get dressed. After a little while she came out of her room looking like this:
Her hair was really poofy too. it looked like this:
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"Wait wait, is that how your real hair looks? it's so pretty." I said.
"Oh no baby this is a wig." She laughed.
"I have somewhere to take you, y/n"
"Ooh where?"
"You'll see," I said, "Go pack some clothes. Like a week's worth."
She got jumpy and excited. I left her to pack up some clothes. Unbeknownst to her, we were visiting my parents. If I wanted to convince her I was ready to be serious, this step is needed.
...
After a while I instructed her to wait outside with her stuff so we could drive my car to my parents' town.
"You got everything?" I asked,
"Yep! Where are we going though?"
A thought crossed my mind. 'What if she thought we were going to some beach and packed hot girl clothes? My mom would never let me hear the end of it.'
"What type of clothes did you pack, baby?" I asked nervously.
"I packed everything in my closet; I'm prepared for anything."
She laughed and I relaxed my mind.
"Road tripppp!" I exclaimed.
"Pass me the aux,"
"What do you wanna play?" I asked.
"How is that any of your business?"
"I mean, it's my car..."
"So what you're saying is you want me to jump out of this moving vehicle right now?" She rebutted.
"No!" I reached for the long cord and passed it to her, "Play something we can both vibe to."
"No."
...
After 2 hours of Y/n playing whatever the hell she wanted to play, I excitedly announced our arrival.
"Where is this? Why are we in a village?"
I ignored her questions, held her hand and led her to the front door. I gave the door a strong knock and we were greeted by the sight of my mom.
"Mommy!" I pulled her in for a huge hug and she smothered my face in kisses.
I could feel the awkwardness and pulled out of the hug. Y/n blessed me with a frozen face and a statue-like pose.
"Mom, this is Y/n!"
"H-hi Mrs. Gojo! It's nice to meet you!"
I could practically hear her teeth chattering. I pulled Y/n in for a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She elbowed me. I winced and gave her another kiss but this time on the lips. She basically threw me off her and turned her gaze back to my mom, I did the same. My mother looked Y/n up and down and gave me a sly smirk.
"It's lovely to meet you too, daughter-in-law." She said,
I turned red and ran inside the house, leaving Y/n and my mother to get acquainted.
"Oh- no-"
Y/n was dragged into a hug by my mom, also being smothered by kisses.
"Call me Gojo!"
Y/n let out an awkward chuckle. "What do I call Gojo then?"
"Call him wienie! That's his nickname."
Y/n let out the ugliest laugh i'd ever heard.
"Where are my manners! Please come in, daughter!"
"Where are mine? My name is L/n Y/n." She introduced herself. "Please call me Y/n!"
"Nah, I'm gonna call you daughter."
I joined them in the living room and threw my hand over Y/n's shoulder. I just couldn't keep my hands off her.
"Why didn't you call me, wienie?" My mom asked, "Why didn't you tell me we were having a guest?"
"I didn't know I was coming over here until like 3 hours ago." I explained.
My mom came over to me and slapped the mask off my face.
"That's three more hours I could have been cooking."
