CAFFEINE ; jujutsu kaisen oneshots

Plan C ; Nobara Kugisaki

You and your best friend, Nobara, were walking down the busy streets of Tokyo, her arm casually linked with yours as the two of you sipped on boba. Nobara had a habit of dragging you into random shops whenever she got the urge, and today was no different.

"Oh! Over there!" Nobara's eyes lit up like fireworks, and before you could protest, she was pulling you toward a small boutique.

"Nobara, my drink!" you groaned, trying to keep the liquid from spilling.

"Stop being dramatic," she teased, glancing back with a grin. You rolled your eyes but couldn't help smiling as you held the door open for her like the chivalrous friend you were.

The little bell above the door jingled as you stepped inside, the cozy shop filled with rows of clothes and accessories. You scanned the room, your eyes locking onto one of the employees—a guy standing near the counter with a weird smirk on his face. His eyes raked over you in a way that made your stomach twist uncomfortably.

You stiffened, and Nobara immediately noticed. She squeezed your hand reassuringly, giving the guy one of her death glares. When he had the audacity to grin at her in response, her grip on your hand tightened.

"He's lucky we're in public," she muttered under her breath, dragging you further into the store.

The two of you started browsing, picking out a few items to try on. Every so often, you felt the guy's eyes on you, and your discomfort grew. Nobara didn't miss a thing, though, and when it came time to try on clothes, she grabbed your arm and pulled you into one of the dressing rooms with her.

"That creep is still watching us," she whispered, leaning close to your ear. Her breath tickled your skin, and you felt your cheeks heat up.

"What's the plan?" you whispered back.

"Plan C," she said with a mischievous smirk.

You couldn't help but laugh softly. "You're evil."

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From inside the dressing room, Nobara's voice rang out loud and dramatic. "Oh my gosh, [name]... this shirt looks so good on you," she fake-moaned, dragging out her words.

You slapped a hand over your mouth to keep from bursting out laughing. She wasn't done, though.

"Holy crap, turn around—yes, just like that—mmh!" she continued, her voice practically dripping with exaggerated excitement.

You were seconds away from losing it when the dressing room door creaked. You froze, glancing at Nobara.

"I knew it," she hissed.

She flung the door open, and there he was—the creepy employee leaning against the doorframe like he was entitled to be there. Without hesitation, Nobara shoved him back, sending him stumbling to the floor.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" she shouted, punctuating her words with kicks to his side. "I JUST WANTED A NICE SHOPPING TRIP WITH MY FRIEND, BUT NOOO, YOU HAD TO BE A CREEP!"

You stood back for a moment, watching in stunned silence before giving him a swift kick to the groin for good measure. By now, a small crowd of employees and customers had gathered. None of them seemed interested in stopping Nobara—some even looked amused.

When the cops showed up, you and Nobara were pulled off the guy and escorted out of the store.

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Sitting in the back of the police car, you and Nobara exchanged proud grins. She leaned her head on your shoulder, muttering something about how much she hated creeps before dozing off.

You smiled, brushing a stray hair out of her face.

By the time Gojo arrived, you were both asleep. He signed the necessary paperwork to get you released, glaring at the creep through the glass window as he muttered something about breaking legs.

When he reached the car, he pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of you and Nobara sleeping, already planning to use it as blackmail material later.

"Damn bastards," he muttered as he carried you both to the car.

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Ngl I don't like this one as much, but it's better.

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