𝑚 𝑒 𝑡 𝑎 𝑛 𝑜 𝑖 𝑎 // JJK x reader

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓𝟑

Waking up a few times from the restless sleep you were in, you couldn't help but look at Gojo right beside you, sleeping soundly with his hands pressing your naked body to his. His silent but calm breath and his slightly opened lips made you question the things that happened earlier again.

You needed to find out why you had such a soft spot for him. In the few months that you spent at the school, you were slowly but surely growing more affectionate towards him, even though you despised him before.

The night you hooked up back then was nothing like this time. He was vulnerable, his every move was well thought through and every time his hands met your body they touched with a gentleness that you didn't expect. If you didn't know better, you would have said that this was the closest you'd ever get to 'making love'.

This was something you never witnessed before – as if you were merging souls in a pool of the universe.

Time and space.

The appreciation that he showed, skin pressed to skin and each kiss poured onto your lips with even more desperation than before were making you melt into his embrace further. His soft eyes, glistening in the faint light were telling you stories that no one had heard before.

Stories of guilt, grief, love and gratitude. Things that he had experienced – but no one knew about. He kept it all to himself, but you pried the man that he was to show his vulnerable side to you. No matter how much he tried to hide it, he couldn't deny the things you made him feel.

"Satoru?" you croaked, your voice still hoarse from waking up. "Hmm?" He blinked, his eyes adjusting to the first rays of the sun creeping in through the window, indicating the start of the day – and the mission.

"What are we going to do about Naoya?"

He rolled over, sneaking his arms around your waist and pulling you with him to the other side of the bed. "I'm going to figure it out," he whispered to the top of your head, pecking a kiss to your hair, "After we stay like that for another five minutes, okay?"

You snuggled into his embrace, hesitantly returning his cuddle and wrapping your arms around his body. A weary sigh left your lips as his scent filled your nostrils – a sense of comfort washing over you like a wave.

Relaxing, you closed your eyes again and mumbled to his exposed chest, "We are going to figure it out. You wouldn't be in this position if it wasn't for me."

"Sshh," he shushed you, pushing your head down further to hear his heart thumping against his chest. A rapid pace, even though you were both calm and almost still asleep.

He felt it too, his heart making jumps every time your hot breath hit his skin. It was still too early to deem it certain for him, since the last time he felt a connection like this was years ago.

The gnawing sensation when he thought about something happening to you – he couldn't shake it. He couldn't believe that he was now buckling under the weight of his own emotions. Emotions that he wanted to suppress for so long.

You too, were irritated by the feeling that creeped inside you with every stroke of his fingers through your hair.

It seemed as if you both were struggling to put into words what was going on inside your heads. Nobody wanted to say anything, so the comfortable silence – bathing in the presence of each other continued without any further exchange of words.

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"There are several grade 1 curses lingering around, but the possibility is there, that there's also a special grade somewhere around. You need to be careful..."