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you had gone back home to rest as per gojo's request but couldn't get off your mind how your relationship with gojo was established and official. it felt... unreal. it was your first relationship after all. you had been on a couple dates before but you didn't feel any connection and called it off. however, you've always felt a weird connection from gojo, a connection you never noticed until you paid attention to it. realization hit you hard. you were a blushing mess once again and couldn't stay in bed a moment longer...
you got out of your bed and walked into your closet to make an appropriate outfit to wear for the dinner. the closet was another room of it's own. it had white walls and the floor was made of marble, a small chandelier hanging in the center of it all. there were glass closets that held your bags and shoes with lights to shine on top of them... you had bought the house just two years ago and loved it from top to bottom, including the closet.
picking an outfit was going to be harder than you expected because you wanted to correspond it with what gojo was wearing but you had no clue what he was going to wear. you hadn't given it a second thought when you dialed gojo and he picked up almost instantly. "hey n/n, miss me already?" you could hear the smirk in his voice. "oh shut up will you, what are you wearing to your parent's place?" gojo whined when he heard you taking about clothes because he thought you wanted to talk to him. "i'm just wearing my usual thing, white button shirt and black suit pants." you nodded at the phone as a response even though he couldn't see it. but now the thing was, what do you say now?
"uh... ok yeah that's fine... uhm." there was an awkward silence between the two of you and you didn't like it whatsoever. it was the first time you had called someone for reasons other than family or business. "i'm going to go pick out an outfit to wear, i-" you tried to say a sentence you formulated in your head. "i'm actually headed to your place since i'm ready. i wanted to see your model brain at work, might be taking notes too." you let out a soft chuckle and were glad that the tension was cut loose. "alright, i'll see you then, satoru." gojo's face turned warm with the rush of blood on his face, "y-yeah... i'll see y-you then, bye love." he hung up the phone and let out a shaky breath as he drove his car.
this woman is trying to kill me with her words, isn't she?
gojo pulled up into your driveway and knocked on your door, you opened the door and nyx immediately ran to gojo and started rubbing his body on gojo's leg. gojo pat him on the head and got up to greet you by placing a small kiss on your cheek. "hello, love." he pushed a few strands of your your strands behind your hair. "hi," you simply replied, "glad you came." gojo smiled and followed closely behind you into your closet and seemed to be quite shocked with the interior of it.
"i'm gonna go with something more casual instead of dressy because it's more comfortable, i hope you don't mind." you said as you went rummaging through your drawers for comfortable turtlenecks. "that's totally fine by me, you can make anything look good on you anyways." gojo said dismissively while looking at your collection of perfumes in a glass closet that sat on your vanity.
"you have bleu de chanel? isn't that for men?" your hands froze when you remembered the significance of that bottle, the person who owned it before. "it belonged to getou..." you could feel gojo's body tense up in sorrow. he didn't say a word and so did you. it was a touchy subject for the two of you because he was your classmate, your friend.
you finally had put together a suitable outfit which consisted of a white turtleneck and a slightly oversized black v-neck sweater on top of it. you wore a black and red checkered skirt with it. you chose a small black hand purse decorated with pearls to pull the outfit together along with doc martins and frilly socks. the outfit was warm enough to keep you insulated from the cold.
you showed your outfit to gojo and he stared at you. he just stood there and took in everything from the light tint of brown in your hazel eyes to the way your fingers curled around the handle of your bag. he was always enamored by your beauty. now wasn't an exception. he walked over to you slowly and gently grabbed your hands. "have i ever told you how beautiful you are?" you could see the adoration in his icy blue eyes. "no, i don't think you have." you replied back, closing the little space between the both of you. "you're beautiful, y/n, you've always been ever since i could remember." your cheeks flushed red and all you could do was look away. gojo placed a finger under your chin and bought it close to his face. he kissed you tenderly when you were caught off guard. he pulled away and twirled you around before bringing you closer to him by your waist. "you're the best thing life could ever offer." you softly smiled and hugged gojo while placing a small kiss on his collarbone. "thank you, satoru, but we need to leave." gojo burried his neck deeper into the crease of your neck. "can we just stay like this for a little longer? you smell like roses and you're so warm." gojo whined. you gave in and just hugged him for five minutes and he began to sway from left to right while holding onto you. when he pulled away from the hug, he kissed the back of your hand, "thank you for this dance m'lady." gojo straightened back and began to walk to the door, "it was an honor, my prince." you whispered only for you to hear, or so you thought. gojo heard it, but he was too flustered to reply so he walked on forward.
you followed close behind him and got into his car. his parent's house was not as far away as you expected it to be, just a fifteen minute drive. the silence in the car was unbearable but it was oddly comfortable. gojo was never this quiet but you inferred that he was doing it for your sake.
"we're here, m'lady." the new nickname sent a rush of blood to your cheeks. gojo got out of the car and opened your door, extending a hand towards you. you reluctantly placed your hand onto his, his smooth, silky cold skin made goosebumps appear on the nape of your neck. gojo noticed your hesitation and bent over to look at you from inside the car. "is everything ok, y/n?" his grasp on your hand tightened in reassurance that he was there for you. "i'm just nervous, about announcing us and everything... not that i'm embarrassed or anything, but it's the first time for me, i hope you can understand." from the corner of your eye, you see gojo's expression softened. he rubbed circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. "you'll be fine, m'lady, you have me. and i'll be here with you the whole time, alright?" you nodded at him. all the stress left your body with the sigh you let out.
be confident, he's lucky to be dating you. you're going to rock this shit. one step at a fucking time.
