[COMPLETED] When YN was a teenager, she saved a mother and an infant from a car fire using her cursed technique, which allows her to seize one's body in order to render them immunity for a short period of time. As a result, she absorbs damage to her...
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part 13 —- a heart that is scarred
Satoru 9:25 p.m. I just realised that I took your towel. Bringing you back a new one now.
YN sighs to herself as she reads the text and glances down at her grey loungewear set that is now darkened from being against her damp skin. She only had those two towels, one for hair and one for body, as Yaga promised to bring her more in the morning. She sits by the window-sill, leaning against her elbows. The night air feels even chillier with wet hair and she no longer holds back on shivering.
She is fucking freezing, and pissed.
Not only because he disrespected her towels, but for abruptly leaving after saying those words to her.
She reaches over the bed and grabs her pillow, slamming it into her face and holding it there. She wants to scream in both confusion and frustration, but instead chooses to remain silent. With the pillow in her face. But then she is reminded of Gojo's masculine, perfect hand cutting off her oxygen and she goes to pull away from it in disgust. Not because Gojo choking the life out of her was something she didn't thoroughly enjoy, but rather the fact that even now, in the midst of her array of emotions, she wants him to do it again.
"Are you crying?" Gojo's voice chimes, having caught her with her face in the pillow. She shoots him a look, her cheeks clearly dry and her eyes a normal colour, which answers his question. "Here."
He places a shopping bag on her bed and then makes himself comfortable on the brown wooden chair by the desk. As she begins rummaging through the contents of the bag, he speaks again.
"I got you a few more things for the time being." he says just in time for her to pull out a pair of earphones and several packets of face-masks. The bag is filled to the brim with other products, including skincare and makeup, and despite still being silent, YN's heart softens.
"Thank you." she says sincerely. "I really appreciate that."
"The sale's assistant did all the work. I don't really know what you like and what you use, so I told her to just get everything that's popular."
She feels some weight lift off her shoulders as she continues to look through the bag. She finds a towel and pulls it out, placing it beside her for later. At least she doesn't have to worry about the basics anymore, considering she has to start all over again.
She looks at him, her gaze soft and warm. "No, seriously, Gojo-kun. I really, really appreciate it." She feels tears brim her bottom lash line. Am I going to cry? Why am I going to cry?
