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

Unknown caller

Suddenly, our playful atmosphere was interrupted by the loud ringing of my phone. I reached over to grab it, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion at the unknown number displayed on the screen.

"Who could be calling at this hour?" I wondered aloud, my playful demeanor shifting to curiosity.

Gojo leaned in to get a look at the screen. "Unknown number? Could be a wrong number."

Geto nodded in agreement. "Probably best to ignore it."

As the phone continued to ring, I debated whether to answer or not. But before I could make up my mind, the call ended, leaving me with a sense of unease.

"That was strange," I mused, setting the phone back on the table.

Gojo's playful grin had faded, replaced by a more serious expression. "If it's important, they'll call back.

At once geto's phone rang,
his expression turning serious as he retrieved his phone and glanced at the screen. His brow furrowed slightly, and his lips pressed into a thin line. He looked at us "unknown number "
he answered the call.

"Hello?" Geto's voice was cautious, his gaze focused on the device in his hand.

At once his face lightened. The concern crept back onto his face.
"Where are you right now?"

Gojo and I looked at each other and then back at geto who got up and looked at us.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"It's Shoko, she needs our help," Geto's words hung in the air, setting a serious tone for the rest of our morning.

Without hesitation, we all got up and quickly got dressed, our playful atmosphere from earlier replaced by a sense of urgency.

As we made our way to the car, Gojo voiced the question that was on all of our minds. "What happened?"

Geto's expression was grim as he explained. "Shoko was investigating a cursed object that seemed to have some dangerous effects. She contacted me because the situation escalated, and she needs assistance."

I glanced between Geto and Gojo, a mixture of concern and determination filling me. "Let's get there quickly. Shoko's our friend, and she wouldn't ask for help unless it was serious."

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Inside the car, Gojo's voice broke the silence. "Do you think the unknown call you received was from Shoko?"

I hummed in agreement, my mind racing with possibilities. "It's a possibility. We should find out as soon as we get there."

Geto nodded from the back seat, his expression serious. "Let's hope for the best but be prepared for anything."

The car ride was tense, the atmosphere filled with a mixture of worry and determination. Gojos fingers tapped rhythmically against my leg, his other steering the wheel.
My thoughts consumed by what might be happening with Shoko.

Arriving at the location, we were met with a barrier, The energy emanating from it was palpable, a clear indication of its strength. Gojo attempted to breach it, followed by Geto, but both were met with resistance. I exchanged a worried glance with them, a sinking feeling settling in my stomach.

"What do we do now?" Gojo's tone was laced with concern.

"It appears to be a barrier that prevents entrance for men," I mused, as I put my hand through it.

Geto's jaw tightened, his worry mirroring our own.
"We can't just stand here. Yn, are you sure you want to go in alone?"

I hesitated for a moment, the weight of their concern for me evident in their eyes. But I knew time was of the essence, and Shoko might be in danger. I squared my shoulders, offering them a determined smile. "I'll be okay. Just wait here for me."

Gojo nodded, You're one of us! You're strong! I believe in you!

Geto nodded, his expression a mix of reassurance and worry. "Be careful."

I leaned over and pressed a quick, tender kiss to both of their lips, my silent promise to return safely.

With their reluctant nods, I approached the barrier. I took a deep breath, feeling the tingling sensation as I passed through it, the energy momentarily disorienting.

On the other side, I found myself in a different world. The surroundings were surreal and unfamiliar, a mixture of natural beauty and eerie stillness. My heart pounded in my chest as I began my search for Shoko, guided by a gut feeling that pulled me forward.