fuck buddies don't act like this (Gojo x Reader)

Chapter 85

~Gojo~

The wooden decking on the porch groans as silent steps patter out of sight. The handmaiden gently tugs the navy-blue belt, lying snug against the ashy-blue yukata. Satoru stumbles, his grubby fat fingers tugging the collar open as the sweltering heat matches the buzzing from the surrounding cicadas. His wet-nurse and servant, Hana, sighs, plucking his little hands away and readjusting his clothes.

"You mustn't do that." She clicks her tongue, patting the hem down across his chest.

The weighted cotton from the yukata acts as a foil against his tiny body that is astronomically unsuited for the humid summer ahead. The stuffy airflow has Satoru pathetically attempting to puff air into his face, his white tufts blowing like leaves in the wind. The shoji door, behind Hana, rolls open revealing Yuki, a stern, old governess who elegantly bows before sitting up with a frown at Hana and Satoru.

Hana cowers, silencing her retort as Yuki surveys the small room. Satoru's folded futon has been set aside against the wall; his breakfast tray sits idly empty besides Hana, as does his sleeping attire. A hopeful spring leaps into his chest as Satoru remembers how little Yuki visits him but, on all occasions, they were pertaining to his father.

He forgets himself all too quickly when he has any chance at seeing his father during the day.

"Where is father?" He blurts, swaying out from Hana's clutching grasps.

Yuki juts, taken aback by his sudden enthusiasm and rather than discipline him she turns her unwavering gaze to her subordinate.

Hana sighs, resigning herself to her fate.

"Master Gojo is away and won't return until the evening." She says with much restraint that Satoru sees through the lie.

He deflates and allows Hana to pull him back into her clutching hands to finish off her finishing touches to his outfit. Hana does not kiss him goodbye or tell him to have a good day as Yuki shuffles back to allow Satoru the space to pass by. Her back remains rigid and unmoving as Yuki rolls the shoji door closed and picks herself up to a slow gait that Satoru knows is to resemble a geisha, or so Hana tells him. She also told him to never bother Yuki with his silly questions.

However, she is his governess and thus must teach him all the answers to his silly questions. But he has learnt after many awful glares and bitter words that Yuki does not need to physically reprimand him to get her point across. Hana is his replacement and gets hurt instead for his actions. His vision flickers and for the briefest of moments he feels the buzzing in the house tenfold and Yuki's stuttering breath and quivering hand rub against her clothes. And also, a shadow gawking at him down the hallway, Yuki appears unaware of this entity's presence, which Satoru finds strange since she is a well-known formidable sorcerer.

Rather, she halts and turns to him, eyes widening the slightest bit before cooling her features and beckoning him forwards by a simple stare that matches his father's wrath.

It has been a fortnight since he has seen him, master Gojo is a busy man, dedicated to keeping the Gojo clan afloat and protected. Hana tells Satoru many great things that his father has accomplished yet no other servant dares speak of these victories nor does his kin bother with him as much as Hana does.

Yuki has only started tutoring him since after the beginning of the new year.

She continues to hobble forwards unperturbed by the additional presence of the shadow turning to follow him, he knows in his heart that this shadow is not malicious, nor does it have any cursed energy.