too strong - f. megumi x reader

1.

"are we there yet?" the h/c girl kicks the dashboard, debating whether or not she should jump out of the car while she still had the chance.

the freakishly pale, albino looking man scoffed. "you do understand im doing ya a big favor by taking you in to flee your horrid family, right?"

he turns the steering wheel all the way to the right as he perfectly parks parallel, clutching y/n's head seat to turn and get a better look behind him. the young girl rolls her eyes and continues tapping on the window, bored out of her mind as she had been stuck in a small sedan with the most insufferable man on earth. for three whole hours all he talked about was how she didn't have to actually marry him and she would be more of a child to him, how much fun it would be being enrolled in a special high school for special people. and of course she knew that gojo would be taking her in as a child. they were legally married but y/n had known gojo since she was born, and the two were like siblings.

"you know, for a special grade sorcerer, you don't seem to excited going to a jujutsu high school. don't you wanna show off your skills to other kids your age? all my first years are gonna loveeee you!" he clicks his tongue and grins cheekily as he zips up his lululemon fanny pack.

they were now sitting in the car, slightly sweating because of the summer heat, in the parking lot of the one and only jujutsu high school. y/n was definitely a bit nervous. it had been a while since she last spent time with kids her age. most of her life was spent at home with her cousins in their l/n clan mansion. she had only visited this place twice, when she met the second years; maki, toge, and panda.

y/n met okkotsu yuta several times as well. the two had met through gojo and therefore naturally got closer. they facetimed almost every week.

"y/nnnnnn cmon let's go~" gojo sang as he opened her door for her.

the girl huffed, not caring that she was acting a complete child.

"don't be like this, hm? at your big age!" he crosses his arms, also huffing.

"your fanny pack looks stupid on you." y/n blurted, still looking away from gojo, head in the opposite directions and arms crossed with her knees on the dashboard.

"why i ought to-" he grabbed y/n's right arm and tried pulling her out of the car for a good three minutes, yanking and pulling and begging her to get out. at this point gojo was the one whining, latching onto her arm, continuously pulling and pulling until eventually y/n used her elemental breathing powers to use a sharp gust of wind to knock gojo almost twenty feet away from her.

he landed on the grass with a thump and got the wind knocked out of him.

y/n finally got out of the car, with red marks all over her right arm from the pain in the ass named satoru, just to realize that the two first years were watching, and she had knocked gojo right in front of their feet.

"i've never seen sensei successfully knocked down like that before..." a girl with a brown bob r exclaimed, amazed.

the second student with jet black spiky hair simply watched in amusement, eyes wide.

gojo wheezed and coughed, struggling to stand up after the devastating and embarrassing blow he took from a scrawny looking sixteen year old girl in front of his students. he coughed up some mucus and spit it out on the lawn, dusting off the grass from his black pants as he cleared his throat, the four teens waiting for him to catch his breath.

"it's okay. i'm okay. don't worry im okay!" he laughed to himself and used a handkerchief to blot the sweat from his nose off.

"nobody was concerned...?" the girl with the bob stated.