Satoru Gojo x fem. reader (one shots)

2. sukuna ryomen (jujutsu kaisen)

i wanna be your slave, i wanna be your master.

~ I Wanna Be Your Slave, Maneskin

*** Flashback *** 1 year ago

it was a cold, winter night, Y/n had gotten off work late and was headed home, shivering in her shoes she decided to stop into a nearby coffee shop for something warm. the smell of coffee beans filled her nose as the warmth of the shop took over her. "if i knew i was going to be out late, i would've brought a thicker jacket," she groaned to herself, heading to the counter. she sat down at a table, rubbing her hands together as she waited for her drink. she stared out the window, staring into the pitch darkness. hearing her name called she walks back to the counter grabbing her drink and heading out. "OH CRAP! I'M SO SORRY!" she yells, spilling her drink all over herself and the person who had been walking by. "aw, man. my drink," she shivers once more as the cold wind hits the skin of her face and hands. she looks back at the coffee shop. "are you okay? did you get burned?" she asks, looking up at the person she had bumped into. he had just been staring down at her, annoyance clear on his face. "do you not look around before leaving somewhere?" he finally says coldly. she doesn't respond, taking the bottom of her shirt and dabbing his arm with it. he jerks his arm away, "can i help you?!" he says irritated. "you owe me a drink!" she says with a frown. "you didn't look out for a door opening! wasted my only source of warmth," she looked down at her own clothes. "me?! this isn't my fault-!" "it absolutely is! you're wearing all black in the dark of night! how am i supposed to see you faster than you see a door opening?" she retaliates. he didn't push further, just let out a sharp tsch, pulling her inside and buying her a new drink. her face lit up when he handed it to her, immediately taking a sip. "OW! shit, that's hot," she says holding her tongue out slightly. "did i burn it bad?" she asks the man. he gives her a weird look before glancing at her mouth and shaking his head, "no, you'll be fine," he quickly looks away. "well that's a relief," she sighs. "thank you! i'm Y/n L/N by the way!" she smiles widely, holding her hand out. he looks down at her hand, hesitant for a moment before shaking it so gently as if he'd break her if he held her hand any tighter. the feeling of her cold hands in his warm ones sent a shock was through him at the contact. he hadn't let go yet, just stood there staring at her like he had frozen over. "hello?" her voice breaks him out of his daze. "if you're going to fall in love with me, i'd at least like to know your name," she laughs. "Sukuna," he quickly says clearing his throat, "Sukuna Ryomen. and i'm not falling in love," rolling his eyes, letting her hand go.

*** Present ***

Y/n had been walking down the streets of the bustling Tokyo city. it had been a warm night as summer approaches. she looked up at the sky, the sun almost fully set, the moon in clear view. Sukuna trailed behind her. he had always been around since the day they met. always walking her to and from work, going on errands with her every week, even buying her groceries when she hadn't found enough time between work and other things she had to get done. it was safe to say the man had grown attached to her in the short time they'd known each other. it didn't bother her all that much, it was nice always having someone around. her only other friends were Satoru Gojo, who had been equally, if not more busy than her, Utahime Iori who had lived in Kyoto now and Shoko Ieiri, a doctor who might as well move into her office. she'd known the three of them for over a decade, they've been through a lot together, especially with Shoko and Satoru.

"Y/N!" a name called out to her, she stops for a moment, looking ahead, Sukuna stopping a few feet behind her. "Satoru!" she runs up to the man, giving him a tight hug. he had been away for nearly a month now. "when did you get back?!" she says into his chest. Sukuna approaches the two of them, irritated and hands in his pockets. "about an hour ago!" Satoru smiles at her. "Ryomen," Satoru greets with a fake smile. "Gojo," Sukuna doesn't even look at him, his eyes fixated on Satoru's arms wrapped around her. Gojo takes notice, leaning his head lower to Y/n's, brushing his face against her hair. "i missed you, Y/n. how've you been?" he spoke softly, pulling back, holding her chin up to look at her, keeping one arm wrapped around her waist. "i've been great! Sukuna's been keeping me company," she smiles, looking back at the man behind her. if Gojo was going to be honest, he would say he liked Y/n... a lot. cared for her more than he could even admit to himself. wanted to protect her more than anything. "get off her, Gojo," Sukuna speaks up. leaving an arm on her shoulder, Satoru turns her so she stood to the side of him. "she's my best friend, Ryomen. i'm allowed to hug my friends," Satoru mocks. Satoru was well aware of Sukuna's obsession with her. Sukuna never liked her talking to others, even went as far as moving into her house to keep tabs on who she brought around. Gojo was well aware of Sukuna's violent history, too, and that bothered him even more that she was left alone with him so often. why would she let someone like him into her life? why would she get so close to someone who put people in hospital beds just for the hell of it? Sukuna grabbed hold of her hand, pulling her away from the snowy haired man. "give me a break, Satoru. you're just jealous i have more freetime to be with her than you do," Satoru rolls his eyes, a smirk dancing across his face. "Sukuna, you only have freetime because you can't land a job. you do underground fights to get by. Y/n deserves good people who are actually doing something with their lives to be by her side. not freeloading idiots with a thirst for blood," he retaliates. "please stop," Y/n quickly speaks up. she hated they didn't get along. sure Utahime and Satoru didn't get along but at least they tried when she was around. these two couldn't stand each other. they were like water and oil. no matter who was around they usually always ended up at each other's throats. if she wasn't here right now she was confident they would've already started swinging without having to exchange words. "come on, Sukuna. i'll see you at work tomorrow, Satoru! get home safe," she smiles to him. despite the wide cheesy smile Satoru gave, she knew it was forced.