Whispers of a forgotten past. (A Gojo satoru x geto suguro x reader fanfic)

Library/dango study session

Y/n's week had been a whirlwind of training and classes, and she was looking forward to a bit of relaxation. The idea of spending some quality time with Gojo, studying and enjoying dango, sounded like the perfect way to unwind. She had sent him a message earlier, and now she found herself heading to their agreed-upon meeting spot.

As she entered the designated library, the aroma of freshly brewed tea and the gentle clinking of dishes greeted her. Y/n spotted Gojo sitting at a corner table, a stack of textbooks and notes in front of him. His characteristic smirk was in place as he looked up and caught her gaze.

"Hey, Y/n. You made it," he said, his tone laced with playful warmth.

"Of course," she replied with a smile, taking a seat across from him. "Thanks for inviting me out. I could use a break from all the training."

Gojo leaned back in his chair, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I promise we'll mix a bit of studying with our dango feast."

As they settled into studying, Y/n found herself pleasantly surprised by Gojo's knowledge and willingness to help. He explained complex concepts with ease and engaged in discussions that made the material feel more approachable. Between the study sessions, they shared laughter and light banter, making the academic endeavor feel more enjoyable than she had expected.

After a productive study session, they decided to take a break and ordered dango, their chosen treat for the day. Y/n watched as Gojo expertly used his cursed energy to heat the dango skewers, a small flame dancing over them. She couldn't help but be impressed by his skill.

"Is there anything you can't do?" she teased.

Gojo grinned, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'm a man of many talents."

As Y/n and Gojo continued to chat and enjoy their dango, there was an underlying warmth in their interactions that neither of them could ignore. The casual laughter and easy banter seemed to flow effortlessly, creating a comfortable atmosphere that felt different from their usual training sessions.

At one point, as they both reached for a piece of dango, their hands brushed against each other's—almost as if by accident. Y/n's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but notice the faint hint of a blush on Gojo's cheeks. They both quickly withdrew their hands, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before they continued the conversation as if nothing had happened.

The small, accidental touch lingered in the air, a subtle undercurrent that added an unexpected layer to their interaction. Y/n found herself stealing glances at Gojo, wondering if he had felt the same spark that she had.

As the afternoon sun cast a golden glow through the café windows, Y/n felt a sense of contentment settle over her. The day had turned out to be much more than just a study session—it had become a memorable experience shared with someone who was quickly becoming an important part of her life.

With the dango finished and the study materials set aside, Y/n met Gojo's gaze. "Thank you for today. I had a great time."

Gojo's playful demeanor softened as he returned her gaze. "The pleasure was all mine. It's not often that I get to enjoy a study session and dango with such great company.

As Y/n stood up to leave, Gojo stood as well, a hint of reluctance in his expression. "Until next time, Y/n."

She smiled, a touch of playful confidence in her voice. "Looking forward to it, Gojo."