Jujutsu Kaisen x Male Reader Oneshots

Yuta x Reader

When he walked in, I wasn't expecting to become so interested in him.  Maki had made up her mind of him before we even caught a glimpse of our new classmate and as rude as it sounded, I was going to follow her footsteps and ignore him.  All I heard about the guy was him attacking his classmate, mangling his body past recognition. 
    
It was sickening to hear, it didn't help his case when he walked into the classroom with a curse tied to him.  Each step he took sent waves of dark energy pulsing through my veins.  It wasn't hard to see the terrifying addition hovering over him protectively. 
    
We all launched from our seats instantly, our trained instincts focused on defending against the terrifying curse.  Crowding in around the suddenly wide eyed boy, my knife pressed against his chest as I my cursed technique simmered right below the surface.  Maki's spear was on his other side, allowing no escape. 
    
Being this close to him though, I began to doubt his dangerous behavior.  He looked utterly terrified as his eyes were glued on my dagger at his chest.  A small trickle of doubt slid through my mind but I didn't move until I received more information.  It was hard to focus on the conversation around me when he was right here though.  His dark eyes slid from my knife to my intense gaze, making my muscles tense further.  This wasn't an intentional killer. 
    
"Also, I wouldn't do that if I were you."  The warning tone in Gojo's voice snapped me back to reality but it was too late by the time the curse manifested, crying out for the boy before she crashed down on my classmates and I.

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Yuta Okkotsu.  I sat in the cool grass gazing up at the fluffy clouds drifting away in the bright blue sky.  A gentle breeze ruffled my hair and the sunlight kissed my skin pleasantly.  A soft sigh blew through my nose in comfort. 
    
I had been right to doubt Yuta's seemingly vengeful actions when my knife was pressed against him that day.  There was nothing villainous or malicious about him.  The only thing criminal about him was how he made me feel when he cast those weary eyes on me. 
    
My gaze shifted over where he sat now, his focus trained on the sword in his lap.  A small smile pulled at my lips.  The way his fingers absentmindedly caressed the steel gave away his wandering mind. 
    
Standing from my spot, I made my way over to him.  His head lifted to look at me, his eyes brightening when he saw me.  It made something flutter in my chest whenever he would look at me like that.  He smiled at me, patting the spot by his side.  He didn't need to invite me twice as I slid down by him, our shoulders brushing. 
    
"You seemed lost in thought there for a moment.  Are you alright?" I asked quietly, looking down at the sword placed across his lap.  The dark metal glinted dangerously, seemingly swallowing any light.  Yuta leaned against me further, making my face heat up slightly at the comforting action. 
    
"Yeah, I'm good.  But I have a question for you," he mumbled softly.  I pressed against his shoulder encouragingly.  Whatever he was thinking about had clearly been on his mind for a while.  He gave a deep inhale as if steeling his nerves before turning to look at me.  "Do you ever feel guilty about having feelings you know you shouldn't?" 
    
I sure as hell felt it right then as disappointment curled inside my chest at his question.  It was foolish but I had been hoping for something a bit more intimate.  I must've been assuming that there was something stronger between us. 
    
"I guess so.  What's going on Yuta?" I questioned, still comforting him in any way I could even if I was hoping for something else.  He started to fidget with the sword, clearly nervous.  I reached out to take one of his hands in mine, his body flinching momentarily at the touch.  He inhaled deeply to steady his nerves. 
    
"There's this guy...he's amazing in every way and I can't help but feel strong admiration for him.  Admiration I haven't felt in a very long time but I'm not sure he feels the same," Yuta mumbled.  My chest clenched in what I could only describe as jealousy and disappointment.  Of course he already liked someone. 
    
"Just tell him because if you wait too long you'll end up regretting it.  I can guarantee he would like you too or else he's a fool," I muttered a bit sourly.  Yuta gave a nod, his hand suddenly shifting to intertwine our fingers as his gaze rested on me with a burning intensity.  My heartbeat abruptly sped up in response. 
    
"I like you," he whispered softly.  In one moment to the next, his sword was discarded as I tackled him to the ground.  He gave a surprised yelp but didn't fight back as I wound my arms around his waist.  A smile stretched across my lips as Yuta gave me his own cheerful grin after overcoming the shock. 
    
"If you couldn't tell, I like you too," I stated cheerily.  A light blush crept onto his face as I pressed our foreheads together.  His arms wound around my shoulders affectionately, pulling me even closer as I hovered over his body.  The grass tickled my arms but I didn't dare move away from our embrace.  "How the hell am I lucky enough to get the perfect guy's attention?" 
    
"I was asking myself the same thing," Yuta responded softly.  With the way he was gazing up at me with those dark eyes, I couldn't help but lean in to place an experimental kiss on his lips.  He pushed back immediately, humming gently making my body shiver.  Absolutely perfect.