𝑀𝓎 𝒮𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑜𝓇 | Gojo SatoruxOC

26-𝒦𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝑀𝑜𝓇𝒾

I woke up in a warm bed, the smell of chocolate filling the room, making my stomach growl.

I hadn't eaten in days...

Although I felt no physical pain anymore, the emotional scars remained. Despite everything, I knew I had to keep smiling through the hard times.

Blinking a few times, I was overwhelmed by hunger. I stretched my arm toward the ceiling light above me, reaching for it as if it were a glimmer of hope in this wretched life. Turning my head to the left, I was surprised to see Gojo asleep with his head resting on the edge of my bed. I turned my head to the right.

Shoko wasn't here...

I sighed, turning back to Gojo. He looked so peaceful, like a beautiful painting... so vulnerable.

He saved me...

I bit my lower lip, holding back tears. He had helped me again, for the thousandth time. His hair looked so fluffy... I reached out my hand carefully, not wanting to wake him. Just as my hand was about to touch his hair, he reflexively grabbed my wrist hard and fast, so quickly I didn't even see it coming. I winced in pain. He immediately lifted his head, his eyes wide, checking who was trying to touch him. Our eyes met. He gasped, looked at my hand, and quickly let go.

He gave a nearly relieved smile, his voice filled with relief, "You're awake!"

I managed a faint smile, "What else would I be?"

I sat up in the bed, and he looked at me intently.

I asked, "What is it?"

He glanced briefly at the blanket covering me, looking almost uncomfortable, then looked back into my eyes, "I truly didn't know he did that. If I had, I would have come sooner..."

I was surprised, my face flushing, my heart racing, and my stomach feeling like it had butterflies. I swallowed, "It wasn't your fault."

Why do I feel so good when someone gives me even the slightest attention?

There was a brief silence. He stood up and hugged me tightly. I felt his body warmth. I closed my eyes and hugged him back.

He released the hug and cleared his throat, "Your mother brought this."

I looked curiously in the direction he pointed, at the table next to me. Pancakes covered in chocolate! I almost drooled. He chuckled softly and handed me the plate, and I nearly shoved everything into my mouth. I almost choked because my mouth was so dry from not drinking for days. He quickly gave me some water, and I drank it all like a whale.

I finished my plate and felt so good!

I turned happily to the edge of the bed, stretched out, and sat up with a grin.

He looked at me questioningly, "You seem happy."

I scoffed, "That wasn't the first time he put me in there, it was just..." I looked at the floor, "It was the first time he hit me."

He said nothing, but I felt the dark aura surrounding him even from here.

I glanced at him from the side, "And what about my mom?"

He scratched his head, "She's officially returned to her family."

I suddenly jumped up happily, "Yippee!!!!!"

He was startled, "Hey, why are you so happy?"

I grinned even wider, happier than ever before, "She finally made it!!" I looked at him, "To be free!."

His eyes widened.

He then suddenly laughed, "You're a strange girl."

I pouted, "Don't laugh about it."

I went to the window and looked out from the third floor of the Jujutsu hospital. The training ground was in sight, with students training, the sun just about to set.

I looked intently outside, "Gojo..."

He responded cautiously, "Yes?..."

I grinned to myself, "It's time to completely free myself from my father."

He sounded almost happy, breathing in with surprise, "Finally."

I turned halfway to him, "We will train until we can't anymore for two years."

His eyes widened, and I stepped closer to him until my chest almost touched the lower half of his muscular chest.

"Can you train me for two years so that I'll be ready for anything?"

He didn't say anything at first, but I saw that flicker in his eye... lust?

He lifted my chin with his finger and leaned in, his lips brushing past mine.

I held my breath, nervous.

Those soft lips... what would they feel like pressed against mine?

I felt the tension, the thick air surrounding us. Before I could do anything or even think clearly, he gently pressed his lips against mine. I responded immediately, kissing back. His hand cradled my face, tilting it slightly to deepen the kiss. Desire surged within me, heat rising, wanting more but...

His kiss grew more intense, my hand running through his hair. Everything around us seemed to fade away.

My father, the suffering, the hatred, the curses... all of it disappeared. All that remained was the minty taste I got from him.

He broke the kiss gently, our lips only millimeters apart, both of us breathing heavily.

He looked at me intensely and whispered , "Anything you wish, Kanna."