Jujutsu Kaisen x reader

Satoru Gojo x reader pt.1

Warnings: Swearing, very much fluff

[Age 5]

You pouted from behind your mother's legs, clinging onto her skirt for dear life. You didn't want to meet your new neighbors. You didn't want to meet their son. You didn't want to be outside. You wanted to be inside, helping your dad make cookies. You should be inside, adding extra chocolate chips to the cookies. Not talking to a bunch of strangers.

"This is my daughter, (Y/N)." Your mother said, and you scrunched up your face in distaste. "Come on, hun, don't be shy..."

You shook your head, holding onto her legs tighter. And that's when you saw him. A boy your age with sparkling Blue eyes and a bright grin on his face. "I'm Gojo Satoru!" He says immediately, holding a hand out for you. "Are you (Y/N)?"

You nodded, taking a step backwards. No, no, no, you didn't want to make friends! Making friends was... scary! But you didn't want to be rude. That's what your mother taught you, isn't it? "Hi..."

You awkwardly shook his hand and his smile widened. It stretched across his face and you felt as if his face was going to split in 2. "Do you wanna be my friend?"

What was the worst that could happen? "Okay."

Ever since that day, Gojo came over to your house to play with you. The both of you were outside in your garden, playing in your garden when he wandered up to you, his usual smile on his face. You blinked at him, confused when he took you by the shoulders.

"You're pretty."

Pretty? No one has ever called you that before. Well, other than your parents, but they don't count. "Huh?"

"Well, my daddy tells that to my mommy all the time, and he said that you tell girls you love that they look pretty." He grinned at you. "And you're a girl I love."

[Age 10, in 5th Grade]

"Hey, (Y/N), over here!"

You blinked, hearing your name. You had been sitting on a bench, alone, as per usual, as you drew. Your little scrapbook was almost out of pages, meaning you had to get another one. You snapped the book closed, turning to the direction of the voice. It was Gojo , your best friend since you were a little girl. Well, your only friend.

Packing up your stuff, you went over to where he was. "Hi, Gojo ."

"(Y/N), this is Geto, he's in my class!" He smiled at you with the same eyes that looked into yours all those years ago; glistening with excitement as he met another person.

"Hiya," the boy said, effortlessly brushing his blonde hair out of his eyes.

You raised an eyebrow at him but smiled nonetheless. "Hello."

Gojo quickly spoke for you. "(Y/N) is a little shy... but don't worry! She's a good friend of mine. We're neighbors."

"It's nice to meet you," you said, trying your best to be friendly. From what the girls in your class had said, you were apparently 'intimidating' because of your quietness.

"You as well," he said, smirking.

You didn't say anything after that because of the lack of conversation starters. You didn't really want to be the first to ask a question about him, either. What if Gojo and Geto thought you were annoying? You didn't want either of them to leave you. Gojo must have sensed your unease and bumped his knee with yours.

"You okay?" He asked, smiling his usual charming smile.

Nodding, you tried your best to reassure him. "I'm okay. I stayed up all night trying to finish my math homework."