" Do you see anything you like? You can pick whatever." Gojo said to the little girl as they walked the isles of the little girl clothes. He looked down between his arms at the small child who refrained from answering.
" Well you know you can probably see better if you come out from there." Saturo chuckled. Kirra had placed herself between Saturo and the shopping cart, out of sight. The girl kept her head low trying to convey that she didn't want to come out. Gojo crouched down to her level.
" You can't very well pick out clothes from here. I will help you chose if you don't know what you like." He said softly. Kirra raised her head enough for him to see her eyes but he still saw hesitation.
" You don't have to worry about me spending my money on you if that is what it is. I have a lot of money, so buying you clothes is no big deal. I want you to be happy little Kirra." He said giving her a warm smile. Her brows raised slightly at the comment.
He wanted to make her happy? But why? Isn't what she did bad? Why was he being so nice to someone he didn't even know?
Nonetheless Kirra agreed and Saturo helped her pick out a few outfits and pajamas. He would hold up options and she would either nod or shake her head.
" Hmm. I'm not sure if some of this stuff will fit. I'm not sure on how to buy clothes for kids." He chuckled nervously as he held up a pair of pants in front of her. He let out a small sigh as he looked around. He knew he would have to go to a fitting room. But even the thought made him uncomfortable. It's not like she is his daughter. That would be highly inappropriate he felt.
" Come on we're gonna see if we can't get some help okay." He said placing the items in the cart Kirra just nodded silently, grabbing onto his arm as he wheeled the cart over to the fitting area.
" Stay right here okay." He said sitting her on a bench outside the fitting rooms with the cart next to her.
" Oh good a women." Saturo said as he found a female employee at the counter outside the fitting room. The employee turned around and her eyes widened.
" O-oh um h-hello sir, what can I do for you?" She asked clearly flustered by the stunning man in front of her. He internally cursed. Now is not the time for flirting saturo, he have to remind himself.
" Well, you see that little girl over there." He said pointing to Kirra who had her head down as she waited patiently.
" Yes." The employee said as she looked over.
" Well you see she's been through a really hard life and I am currently fostering her. And I'm not the greatest when it comes to buying clothes for kids " he chuckled causing the girl to blush.
" Basically what I'm trying to ask if if you would help her try on the clothes. I don't really feel comfortable doing it myself if you understand." He said.
" O-oh of course. I would love to help." She nodded eagerly.
" Great! Thank you so much." He said clapping his hands together." I do have to warn you though. She has been through a lot, and she's got some issues but everything should be fine." He said.
" Oh no what kind of issues?" The employee asked.
" Nothing bad or anything, She's just really shy and doesn't talk. She has also become pretty attached to me." He said looking over at Kirra." She's very well behaved though so there shouldn't be an issue." Saturo said.
" No problem I'm sure it will be fine." She said walking from behind the counter. They two walked over to the bench and Saturo squatted down in front of Kirra.
" Hey Little one. Would it be okay if this nice lady helped you try on some clothes so we can make sure they fit?" He asked her pointing to the lady behind him. Kirra peeked up slightly at the employee, who instantly noticed the scar on the girls face. The employee had to stop herself from gasping. Guess she now knew what he meant by she's been thought things.
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Little One
Fanfiction" You wanted the cinnamon rolls because you can't cook?" Nanamin said as his eyes caught the box of pastries, realizing why he asked for them. " Gojo, do you think you can take care of a child like her? I mean you're barely an adult yourself." Nanam...