Into Infinity | Satoru Gojo x Female Reader

Chapter 13

After eating a very delicious breakfast (you can now add cooking to the growing list of things Gojo is surprisingly good at) Gojo lets you take a shower while he de-loveafies the room.

By the time you come back, the room is much more.. breathable. Only a few things remain against the wall: the teddy bear he got you, a copy of Magi, and a photo of a dog wearing a baseball cap. There is also a TV and a couch in the room that you didn't notice before.

"I realize," Gojo says as you walk in. "That I really don't know what you like..."

You join him beside the wall. "This is not bad," you say. "But I think I've decided on what I'll use."

"What's that?"

You hold the necklace.

"Odd choice." He turns back to the objects lying against the wall.

You take the chance to steal a glimpse at him. The effect of his casual attire has not settled in the least. Your heart patters faster.

"So..." he says, "Not the teddy bear?"

"Gojo!" Dammit, now you feel bad. "I like the teddy bear. I really do, it's just... I think what I felt when I was in the necklace was closest to–"

He looks at you.

Oh crap. You almost said it. The truth is, you don't remember much of what happened when you were in there, but you remember the feeling—the feeling of hearing Gojo's voice. It was this unconditional feeling you couldn't describe. Is this.. ? Shit. You feel yourself heating up now. Love. Could you really? After only a few weeks of knowing him? But what else could explain this? This never-ending warmth when you were around him. Oh gosh. This isn't good.

"U-uhmm, I mean... it's pretty right?" you say. "Look at the way it glitters." You angle the necklace back and forth so that it catches the light in the room.

Gojo doesn't fall for the bait. Rather, instead of looking at the necklace, he is looking very intensely at you.

In this moment, half of you wishes you could jump inside that necklace so that you wouldn't have to face the intense heat that he is projecting on you.

"Weird," he says. "I didn't think you were the type to like something just because it was pretty."

And then, he does it. He reaches for your hand. He closes that dangerous gap between you. Your skin sparks where it makes contact. He lifts your palm to his, pressing the necklace in between them. The movement is all very slow, very controlled, but it has quite the opposite effect on your insides.

"It seems there's still a lot I need to know about you," he says. He lifts your hands until they are at eye level, and then interlaces his fingers with yours. He looks at you earnestly through his glasses. You can almost make out the shape of his eyes. "Will you tell me sometime?"

A vicious shiver runs up your thighs.

You nod. It's the best you can do in this situation.

"Good. Now then, shall we get started?" He closes the gap between you, this time not just with his hand, but with his whole body.

Yes. "What?" you breathe.

"Training." He says so with the laze of someone who is not doing any training, at least not of the jujutsu variety, anytime soon.

"Oh, that..."

"Or..." he purrs, "Is there something else you want?"

Eep, eep, HELP. Uhmm, uhmmm.

You are about the find the appropriate response when he suddenly drops your hand. The intense energy you were just feeling falls with it.

"Is what I would say if I were smooth right?" He grins. "You seemed pretty convinced to me." He beams and walks away from you.