The smell of lavender wafts in the air as blossoms dance in the cool breeze at your feet. Clouds cover the sun and threaten rain, although the forecast didn't call for it, so you had decided to water your plants regardless.
Off to the side, Gojo lays in the grass, the top button of his uniform unbuttoned with a white T-shirt visible beneath, his blindfold laying at his shoulders. His arm is draped over his eyes in place of the fabric, only moving when Taro returns the ball he'd been throwing.
Your lesson with Itadori had been cut short when a mission had called for him and Kusakabe. In reality, you knew Kusakabe simply didn't want to partake in the mission and had called for Yuji, but regardless it would help your student learn. Besides, Kusakabe was responsible one way or the other.
Taro barrels past both you and Satoru in a flurry, dropping his ball at Gojo's side before taking a wide turn to chase after the ball again. Following his movement past you, your gaze travels to the cabin that had been your home so long.
You're sure the entire place is covered in a layer of dust, a thought that leaves a pang in your stomach and you wince at the realization. For a while now, you'd been wanting to grab some of the dresses left behind in the cabin given that your arrangement with Gojo seemed at least somewhat permanent, but no matter how often the thought arose, you always convinced yourself otherwise.
"You're gonna drown your Carnations." Satoru sits upright, leaning back on his outstretched arm with his hand splayed in the grass. Strands of snow-white hair sway in the gentle breeze as he twists to look at the flowers at your feet.
You turn your attention to the watering can in your hand, blinking and tipping it back as you realize he's right, you've been watering them the whole time you were lost in thought. It certainly wouldn't help the flowers in any way but you supposed at least it wouldn't kill them. Sighing, you run a hand through your hair, pushing it out of your face.
"Whatcha thinkin' about, Pretty?"
Your heart does a backflip that you choose to push aside as you set the watering can at your feet. Satoru's intense stare is set on you as he watches you grimace and take a step back away from the garden.
"Would you mind doing me a favor?"
"Need some muscle?" He asks with a cocky grin, not missing a beat.
"No, Satoru," you roll your eyes at his suggestion, shooting a glance at your old cabin. "I just wanna grab a few things from my cabin, I was hoping you could keep me company."
"'Course."
You almost hate how quickly he agrees and hops to his feet without a second thought or a moment's hesitation. You're certain you could ask for the moon and he would move mountains to bring it to you. It's an uneasy thought that you're not only growing accustomed to his presence, but more than ever you'd begun to seek his presence.
He'd become your rock. It was hard to deny it anymore. He didn't dare leave your side and even Yaga had agreed it was the best course of action to keep him near you if it meant preventing another incident.
Still, you wondered if the reason he was always nearby was truly out of a duty to keep you and Yuji safe, or if he just wanted to be with you in truth. In reality, it was most likely the latter.
Even Miriko had grown accustomed to him. Every once in a while Satoru would wake up to Miriko sitting enjoying a coffee and he didn't seem to think twice about it, not minding her presence either.
They'd even had a strange heart to heart where Satoru had apologized. Her admission that she didn't mind him had felt more like a parent's approval of a boy you brought him, though the parent and the relationship lacked from the situation. Either way, it made you want to bury your face in a pillow in embarrassment, despite being stuck in her innate domain. The best you could find was a ripped and rugged sail.

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Shame On Me || satoru gojo x f!reader
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