The car abruptly came to a halt in front of the mentioned address and she nearly got whiplash from how hard she bounced forth, groaning out loud. " Shit, I didn't know they were giving away driver's licenses with Happy Meals. " Getting out of that car felt like she no longer had to pray for spiritual protection from above but as she turned around to say goodbye, (y/n) noticed him getting out of the car.
" Where do you think you're going ? "
" May I use your bathroom ? "
God knows how ready she was to send him on his way if he thought he could get in her apartment but how could she deny that request ?
With a quiet sigh and a nod, she led the way inside in silence, showing him the door to the bathroom once they were inside and the shoes were set aside by the front entrance. The place was quiet since no one lived there but her, it was a small studio apartment her parents paid for her while she went to college but she treated it like home in the meantime.
Should she remain by the door to urge him to leave as soon as he was out ? That might have been too harsh so she finally decided to move further into the familiar space, taking a seat on her couch and scrolling on her phone while waiting, thinking she should... Perhaps be a little less hostile towards him.
The creaking of the bathroom door alerted her but before she could stand up from her seat, she witnessed him approaching and laying down on the same sofa, resting his head on her lap right away.
" What are you doing ? "
" Resting. I'm so tired from working all day. " But his tone was too overdramatic for her to actually believe him and the fact that he peeked at her from over his sunglasses gave away his act.
" Buuuullshit, you have like one or two classes a day and I correct your papers for you, what working ? Pft. I'm the tired one ! I had classes all day and I went to bed late last night to finish an essay. " Her hand softly nudged on his head as if trying to push him away, yet not putting enough strength to actually move him.
" Oh, then I should be the one caring for you, right ? "
" Huh ? What do you mean caring for me ? "
" What do you do when you're tired and stressed ? "
" I don't know, just watch tv and sleep I guess ? Why ? "
" Wanna try something different to relax ? "
" Get your fucking head out of the gutter, I'm not in the mood to fuck. "
" I never said that. "
" Then what ? "
" Let me just help you relax and I'll be on my way, I promise no fucking. "
" What... Do you mean with... "
" Let me eat you out. "
Heat rushed to her face so quickly it almost made her dizzy but before she could decline the proposal, he was already moving to get her on her back along the couch.
" I want to apologize too. "
Even if (y/n) wanted to keep her pride and shove him away, her mind focused on that last sentence.

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Jujutsu Kaisen | C L A S S C L O W N | Gojo × Reader 🍋| AU
FanfictionHere's my attempt at writing a smut book about Gojo Satoru. This is an alternative universe, Gojo is a college teacher and the reader is the class clown (it's my attempt not to make (y/n) a shy girl but to give her a different personality) I'm open...