fuck buddies don't act like this (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 71

Delicate robes of light sage sag upon your frame as the knot fastened at your waist holds firm enough to not constrict your movements. It's a long flowy cloth that feels airy enough to allow goose bumps to rise upon your limbs, the over layering dark cotton kimono holds down the gaping chest and bird-like sleeves. It fits around you as you would expect especially when you feel chills in places that don't normally feel the caress of the air; looking over to your toiletry bag where you had discarded your underwear. You don't need them for tonight not when you won't be wearing them for long.

Walking out of the bedroom area and back into the small but cosy room where the kohatsu table has been turned on and Gojo sits idly across from you. One of his knees is brought up against himself revealing some much-needed skin to spark instant arousal whilst his other hand is set off behind him by his side. His gaze is like a hawk and just as you're about to nibble upon your lip at the mere sight of him does he crack a mischievous grin. Added with that devilish glint in his eyes made it so as if you were a prized mare up for auction or a sweet little lamb getting sent to slaughter.

He looks like he wants to gobble you up.

But you don't shrink under the scrutiny, becoming a little mousy thing but you take measured strides over towards the low table. Descending with grace so captivating that by the time you have yourself stationed into a comfortable position Gojo is drooling all over himself. Then do you allow yourself the freedom to devour his own appearance, he too has matching robes that sag onto his frame, yet they hang with grace and fluidity. The dark overlaying kimono acts more like a shawl across his shoulders that does nothing but add to the definition of his peaking pectorals and the faded scars glinting in the low light.

How you didn't notice them before is beyond you.

They tell so many stories that are just itching to be untold yet for now you can calm yourself down as that will come later, today is the end of your suffering as his. It's been a long time coming especially since it's proven to be the most excruciating thing both emotionally and physically, he has become something that you just can't ignore. Call it the 'student falling for the master' trope, how silly this whole thing had become that it started merely as a fuckbuddy thing someone to not only guide you into experiencing a healthier sex life but something you would become confident in. But you knew somewhere along the way, even if he denied it for so long that it aches still, that Gojo fell for you harder than you ever did.

"By no strings attached I mean no feelings, we'll just be fuckbuddies."

It feels so long ago now when he spoke those words to you, you merely shrugged them off far too eager to feel him have his way with you and oh did he just. He had so much fun that he found himself breaking his own rules, you were no saint either, hurting each other, a wretched tug-of-war, pushing and pulling. Who would break first? Who would spill the beans? You had found yourself slipping a long time ago and found yourself walking away with a shred of hope that he would one day tell you how he felt.

Oh, how he made you wait.

"My love, I will be back, but I must do something in the meantime."

He didn't know that you were half awake when he told you that before kissing you on the forehead and disappearing. Somewhere deep inside you knew what he did, it was after he told you who he was and what he was capable of. The pieces slotted into place and aligned perfectly together, he took away your nightmares and replaced them with himself, he became your dreams and everything in between.

But it never lasted for long.

Peace always somehow manages to shatter around the two of you.

It fractured especially when Shibuya fell, you remember sitting and waiting for him, you waited for the longest times even until the rains fell, and things began to fall apart. You couldn't believe it, believe what was happening, how everything was crashing down around you it was as if the world mourned alongside you. For the longest time you were a void, an empty husk until you weren't you picked yourself back up and promised yourself one thing.