~ You're Here Now ~ * Satoru Gojo x fem!reader *

Chapter 8 - New Beginnings

A/N:

Genre: All the Fluff, tiny bit spicy!

Next chapter is going to be a little *flithy* again so get ready for that I guess ^^'

Thanks for reading! ✨

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Ever since Gojo told you everything, the two of you started getting closer again. You started seeing each other as friends again, and you got more and more comfortable. And not only you felt more comfortable, you also realised that Gojo was a lot more relaxed now that you knew everything.
You knew it was hard for him to tell you how Geto changed and how tough it was for Gojo to see him dying. You were fighting back tears yourself when he finished his story, being absolutely heartbroken about what happened. Geto was your friend as well, after all, but you were never as close as him and Gojo were.
Ever since then, Gojo was overall very scared of people leaving him or turning against him. Which obviously made sense.
He also told you about learning his purple technique, and how he saved himself from dying, following him killing Megumis father.
Which was a lot of information, but you loved how protective Gojo was of Megumi.

The following week in school, Yaga finally assigned you your new office. It was a lot bigger than the last one, which wasn't hard.
Your last one was basically a broom closet with a desk and chairs.
Getting your stuff into the new room, Gojo volunteered to help you get settled. "It's not as big as mine, obviously." He noted while walking into it for the first time. "But it's pretty close to mine, which I like. So you can come visit me." He grinned at you and you poked your tongue out at him, setting your binders down. "Or you can come visit me, you know." A sting in your arm made you hiss. Shokos Technique was helping, but it still wasn't fully healed.
"Does it still hurt a lot?" Gojo asked, stroking your shoulder. You shook your head no. "Just sometimes, but it's fine."
You and him started to organize your files and put them into their responding cabinets. "Soo, are you free after work? There's this new coffee shop downtown, Megumi told me about it." You stopped what you were doing, looking at him with a surprised grin.
"Satoru Gojo, are you asking me on a date?"

He slightly turned away from you, the subtle pink hue on his cheeks still visible as he scratched the back of his neck. "I mean...Only if you want to." - "I do." You answered, giving him a comforting smile.
That very second, the door to your office was opened and Yaga stepped inside. His gaze switched between you and Gojo a couple times, before clearing his throat. "I don't want to invade anyones personal life. I just wanted to make sure you two remember-" - "We're friends, Yaga. You can't punish us for getting along." Gojo interrupted him, clearing things up. Yaga just nodded, pushing his glasses up his nose. "Well, I hope your new office meets your expectations, Y/N." He mentioned, looking around. You nodded at him. "Yes, it's so much better, thank you." Yaga nodded as well, turning back around. "I'll leave you to settle in, then." And with that, Gojo and you were left alone.
"Did you just friendzone me, Satoru?" You teased, looking up at Gojo. He chuckled in response. "Hey, I'm saving your job. Yaga doesn't want us to be dating, remember?"
Walking up to him, swinging your hips, you ran two of your fingers up his chest in a teasing manner. You heard his breath hitch. "Well, I guess we'll have to make this our little secret, hm?" You looked back up at him. His cheeks took on a slight blush again, his lips parted.

Gaining control again, he grinned while sliding his tongue over his teeth. "I don't have a problem with keeping secrets, you know." He lightly pushed you forward, caging you between your desk and himself, both his hands resting on either side of you. You felt your body heat rise up. "But are you sure you can control yourself around me?" His face was so close to yours, you could feel each other's breaths on your lips. Only inches between the two of you, but he didn't move. And you wanted to, oh so badly, feel his lips on yours again. But you fought back.