As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow across the Tokyo skyline, the halls of Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School grew quiet. Most students had already returned to their dorms, ready to rest after a long day of curses and battles. Yet, in a secluded corner of the library, Inumaki Toge sat at a small table, engrossed in a book, his signature black cap pulled low.
Y/N, a fellow first-year student, approached quietly, drawn to the gentle aura that surrounded Inumaki. They had always been intrigued by his unique curse technique, and curiosity had led them to this quiet moment.
"Hey, Inumaki," Y/N said softly, their voice barely above a whisper. Inumaki's eyes flicked up from the book, meeting Y/N's gaze. A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
"Hello," Inumaki replied, his voice an ethereal melody, composed solely of special grade cursed words. The words danced through the air, wrapping Y/N in a comforting embrace. It was a language only they could understand, a bond forged by understanding beyond words.
"Can I sit with you?" Y/N asked, gesturing to the empty chair opposite Inumaki. Inumaki nodded, his eyes conveying a warmth that exceeded his spoken words. Y/N settled into the chair, feeling a sense of tranquility wash over them.
In the quiet sanctuary of the library, Inumaki continued to read, occasionally stealing glances at Y/N. Y/N found solace in Inumaki's presence, a respite from the constant chaos of jujutsu battles. They marveled at his ability to find peace in the written word, silently vowing to uncover the stories that lay hidden in those ancient pages.
As minutes turned into hours, Y/N's eyes grew heavy with sleep. They fought to keep their eyes open, not wanting to disturb Inumaki's quiet solitude. But Inumaki sensed their fatigue and closed his book, placing it gently on the table.
"Rest," Inumaki whispered, his voice an enchanting lullaby. Y/N's eyes fluttered closed, succumbing to the soothing sound of his words. Inumaki leaned back in his chair, watching over Y/N as they drifted off into dreams.
Time seemed to stand still as Inumaki's heart swelled with tenderness. He had always struggled with expressing his emotions, his words limited to the curses he wielded. But with Y/N, it was different. Their presence ignited a warmth within him, a silent understanding that transcended words.
Inumaki reached out, his hand hesitating in mid-air before finally brushing a strand of hair from Y/N's face. His touch was feather-light, as though afraid to disturb their slumber. He leaned closer, his breath tickling their ear, and whispered, "Thank you for being here."
Y/N stirred, their eyes flickering open to find Inumaki's face inches from their own. A blush crept across their cheeks as they took in his tender expression.
"Inumaki," they murmured, their voice filled with a newfound vulnerability. Inumaki's eyes met theirs, an unspoken understanding passing between them. In that moment, they knew they had found a connection deeper than any curse or battle.
As the night wore on, Inumaki remained by Y/N's side, offering whispers of comfort and gentle touches that spoke volumes. And in the midst of those stolen moments, they discovered a love that transcended words, a bond that could weather any storm.
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Jujutsu Kaisen x Reader one shots
FanfictionThese are a bunch of one shots that I asked chatgpt to make and I thought it would be fun to put them here :D