𝘐𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘐𝘛𝘈𝘉𝘓𝘌.【 不可避 】- Satoru Gojo x Reader

☆ Mei Mei.³

As you finish putting away your things, you step back to take in the view of your room. You liked how full it felt, and how clean it was. Not to mention a famous combo you've always loved - a clean, fresh room with a fresh, sweet smelling candle.

It made you feel complete with how cozy it felt in your room.

Everything was put together neatly, and despite not bringing much, it was amazing the way it looked just like your room back at your home.

Just like home.

You then heard a knock at your door. Hoping it wasn't Gojo, you lowered the music slightly and opened the door to see the man who was known as Geto, with Iori and another woman, who you guessed was Mei Mei.

He looked around quietly, smelling the freshness of your room. "I hope this wasn't a bad time?" he guessed.

Moving from in front of the door, you opened the door more to let the trio in. "Of course not, I was just finishing up."

You watched as Geto and Utahime looked around, careful not to touch anything. "It's quite cozy here." The woman who you presumed to be Mei Mei spoke. You smiled, thanking her as she looked around.

"I'm assuming you're that friend Gojo keeps speaking of?" she asked. The question caught you off guard, yet you agreed.

"Unfortunately."

"Unfortunately?" Geto questioned. You hummed. "I grew up with the idiot if you couldn't tell..Satoru and I know each other personally. And while I'll never admit whether it's something I regret, I've unfortunately become accustomed to his wild antics."

"I'll never understand growing up with someone like him." Utahime said, seeming impressed. "He gets on my nerves far too much."

"Hence why I said unfortunately. He learns too quickly, observant brat." You cursed under your breath on the last part.

Mei Mei chuckled at your attitude toward the man. "Mei Mei. I'd say I hope we can get along nicely, but i think we already will."

You smiled, "I'd like to say the same. Narukami Y/N."

"While we're on the topic of introductions," the man stepped up. "Geto Suguru." He stuck out his hand, watching as you took it with a slight smirk.

Though, you both turned to see Iori looking at the candle you have sitting on your counter, along with some she found while being nosy, and opening a smaller table with a small door on the front, hiding 4 candles stacked on top of each other.

"..And she is Iori Utahime. I hope you can excuse her nosiness." Geto said with a sigh, deadpanning as she focused her attention on the three of you at the mention of her name.

"Oh.." she said standing straight and bowing. "I apologize.. I got carried away." she apologized. You smiled. "It's fine Iori-san."

She looked at you sweetly at the mention of the honorific with her name. "Call me Utahime, and please drop the honorific."

Nodding, you mentally noted to address her as just 'Utahime' .

"N/N-Chan~" you heard a familiar voice, rolling your eyes and sighing.

"What, Satoru?" you asked, mood now grumpy as ever. He wrapped his arms around you once again, long forearms laying carelessly across your body.

"Aren't you happy I'm back?" he chirped, feeling full of himself once again.

"No, I'm depressed now." You rolled your eyes. You couldn't help but chuckle as he began to tickle you.

Holding your breath, you struggled to get out of his grasp. Panicking, you shocked him, and caused him to jump.

Moving away from your oppressor, you sighed. "You asshole."

He couldn't help but laugh at your cold demeanor. He always found it amusing.

"Don't act like you didn't wanna laugh." he teased, shaking off the wild shock you gave him. "But damn, did that hurt."

"Good. Do that again and you'll become a victim of bittersweet tragedy." you threatened.

"You won't kill me. You love me too much." He said playfully. In a sense, he was right. Not the fact that you love him, but the fact that you won't kill him.

"That doesn't mean you won't be hella fun to torture." you sighed, rolling your eyes.

He chuckled. "Kinky."

Geto started laughing at his response, while Utahime scowled at Gojo with Mei Mei simply observing our nature.

"I take back my statement." You said bluntly, walking out of your room after blowing out your candle.

He followed after you, laughing. "Oh, come on. Do it again. Let me become one of your bittersweet tragedy's." he whined. You walked faster, trying to get away from the white haired man.

"Satoru, I swear." You stated, getting slightly pissed off.

"C'mon, do it. You know you wanna." He teased, longer legs catching up to your pace easily.

"Yaga Sensei," you called, looking for the only teacher you knew there. Or what you thought was a teacher - you honestly didn't know the man.

"No, don't call for him. Call out my name instead." He chuckled, poking your head playfully as you looked around to find the familiar man standing in a yard, on his phone. Odd position to be in, but you'll take it for what it was if it meant avoiding Gojo.

"Yaga Sensei, help me. Please." You sighed, Gojo still following behind you.

The man looked at you with a grunt, looking between Gojo's foolish grin and your deadpanning face. "Gojo, leave the poor girl." he said, emotion showing through his voice for the first time you've seen.

Gojo couldn't help but chuckle at the request from his older teacher - a request he just couldn't fulfill. He's always been all over you - why stop now?

"I would, but you see. While it is indeed satiable, I'm afraid I simply wouldn't want to." Gojo said with a sigh.

You grunted at the way he wrapped his arms around you once again, hugging you. "Y/N here is just too delectable - and what kind of person would I be to leave something so addicting?"

"A good one. You'll be doing a favor to prevent climate change." You said quickly.