𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 | 𝐣𝐣𝐤

chapter 19

YOU SWORE SOMEONE WAS MESSING

with you tonight. not only you had to carry yuuta all the way to campus but also had to carry him all the way up the stairs until you reached your floor. the elevator wasn't working when you arrived so, you had to carry the weight of a dead body until the second floor. megumi and maki kindly took yuuji — whose state was similar to yuuta's — to his own building and dorm.

yuuta lived on your same building but three floors higher than yours. thinking about walking up the stairs to the fifth floor was already tiring enough for you to actually do it. the best idea was for yuuta to stay in your room for tonight, that way you could also keep an eye on him incase he got sicker.

opening your door, you dragged yuuta all the way to your bed and started undressing him. his shirt had stains from his previous vomiting as well as his jeans, obviously you weren't going to let him sleep like this on YOUR bed. he must've been already sound asleep because his body didn't even flinch since you two arrived. "i swear i'm never gonna invite you again" you mumbled under your breath even though you knew he couldn't hear you.

when you finished with yuuta, you went to the little bathroom on your room and started your night routine before going to bed. the things is, you tried to sleep but you couldn't, not when the person sleeping next to you was snoring so loud that even megumi could hear him from his building. you raised your tired body from your bed and left your dorm, walking then to the common room where you could rest a bit.

but to your surprise, there was already another body sitting on one of the couches; legs spread wide and eyes fixed on the ceiling. "gojo?" you questioned while closing the door behind you. the white haired man jumped on his seat, scared from your silent intrusion. "for god's sake you fucking scared me" you tried to cover your mouth to hide your laughing at the agitated face of your professor. "sorry, i didn't mean to. what are you doing here anyway?"

gojo sat down properly, patting the other side of the couch for you to sit. "i can't sleep so i thought going out of my room would help a little, but it didn't " when your body slumped against the soft cushions, a relaxed sigh came out of your mouth. "same here" your head turned towards the older male who was already looking at you. "y/n can i please ask you a favor?" you nodded, not sure what he was about to ask. his left arm suddenly circled your shoulders, making your head to rest on his left side.

his gaze diverted again from your face to the ceiling, leaving a clear view of the exposed skin of his neck. "promise me you're not going to fall for any of us" your brows knitted in confusion at his sudden words. "what do you mean?" gojo's eyes closed when a loud sigh came out of him. "just promise me okay? promise me that this game isn't going to end up in a heartbreak. we're doing it just for fun. no feelings involved" feelings, a weird topic for you. you didn't even think about them until now, why was he asking this anyway? you didn't know why but you agreed to his promise, sealing it with both of your pinkies.

"can i ask why though?" his gaze met yours briefly before answering back. "just don't, it's not worth the answer" not happy with his response you just hummed. after a few minutes of silence, his left hand started to play with your hair driving you into a peaceful sleep. what you didn't notice before falling asleep next to your professor, was the smile that adorned his face before he too, fell asleep on the same couch, next to his student.

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the sound of glass clicking and low curses made you wake up from your perfect sleep. checking your surroundings, you recalled last night events and how you ended up sleeping next to gojo. your eyes looked for the clock on the room, 7:56 am. you barely slept 5 hours, your body was spent and tired: your arms felt numb from dragging yuuta's body all the way to campus, you feet hurt from walking with heels and it seemed like someone was pounding your head with how much it hurt.