𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐥 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 | Fem reader x Gojo Satoru

Plotting

I look up from my desk as I hear my office door slam open and see an angry Satoru storm in. He closes my office door behind him before storming over to my desk and slamming two hands down onto it.

I twirl my pen in between my fingers, smiling at the amount of trouble I've been able to cause him. He raises his face to look at me and I cock my head to the side at him innocently. I see his gaze trail across my chest and I look down, only to now remember that I'd undone a couple more of the buttons on my blouse earlier because of how hot it had become.

I pinch the edges of my shirt closer together and look to the side in embarrassment whilst cursing both myself and the ever changing British weather. To him it probably seems as if I was adhering to his earlier comment about my outfit and undoing more of the buttons. I see a smirk spread across Satoru's face before he snaps back into his angry mood.

"What the hell did you do to my coffee?" He practically growls in anger at me from across the desk.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I say, crossing my arms and leaning back in my chair.

"Did you spike it? What the hell did you do?" He asks again and I furrow my brow at his suggestion.

"I did not spike your coffee."

"You did something to it." He says accusingly whilst pointing a finger at me. "You made me look like an idiot in front of the client."

"The client? I think you mean my client."

"You're so unprofessional it's ridiculous." He says as he lifts his hands from my desk, standing up straight.

He really knows how to get on my nerves. I rise from my seat ready to fire back at him. "I'm unprofessional? Satoru you treat the office like a 24/7 dating service, you have no right to even suggest that I'm unprofessional."

"Why do you even care." He says, pushing his hand back through his hair as he lifts his chin up to the ceiling in frustration.

"I didn't. Until you stole my client." I say sitting back down. "You could fuck every girl in the office and I wouldn't bat an eye, but you messed with my work. What were you expecting?"

He leans back over the desk towards me. "Every girl?" He questions suggestively and I roll my eyes.

"I think you should leave my office now, Satoru." I say getting up and moving round the desk towards him, beginning to push his back towards the door.

"That's Mr Gojo. Oh, and Y/n..." He begins as I finally manage to shove him all the way to the exit of my office, "you're in with a shot now." He says with a wink before shutting the door behind him.

I let out a scream in frustration and angrily do up the buttons on my shirt that I had undone before.

"That sly bastard." I say as I seat myself back down at my desk.

*SATORU'S POINT OF VIEW, 20 MINUTES LATER IN THE OFFICE KITCHEN*
Satoru drums his fingers against the counter in annoyance. How you managed to get under his skin so much, he'll never know. He takes a sip of his coffee as he hears the kitchen door open and looks in the direction of the noise. He sees a paralegal walk through the door.

More specifically, the paralegal is Yuji Itadori and the two of them have been friends for a while.

"What's with the death grip on the coffee?" Itadori asks him, gesturing to his tense hand. Satoru puts the drink back onto the counter and sighs before turning to Itadori.

"The new partner has just pissed me off." Satoru replies sourly.

"Your plan about stealing her client didn't go to plan?"