Published on Oct. 17, 2024
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Lemon Oneshot
Snypnosis - You and Gojo were both teachers at Jujutsu High, so you both slept in the same dorm quarters. Your dorms were right next to each other, actually. Which you didn't mind, until Gojo had heard you calling out his name in the middle of the night.
This is a long one. Sexy Red give me strength.
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"Gosh, those third years are a handful," I sighed and took a big swig of my beer. "How are your students, Satoru?"
I found myself in a dimly lit bar, the air heavy with the scent of whiskey and cigar smoke. Across from me, Satoru sat casually, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he surveyed the room with eyes that seemed to gleam with amusement. The bar was a mix of old-world charm and modern grit: weathered wooden floors, leather-clad stools, and a row of polished bottles behind the counter catching the soft glow of overhead lights.
Despite the bustling atmosphere, an air of calm surrounded Gojo, his presence commanding respect even in such a casual setting. What a cocky man.
"Same old same old," Satoru downed the last of his own bottle and threw his hands up in the air. "Megumi's not talking to me again. I don't know what his problem is!"
"Aww.. sorry to hear that," I looked at him sympathetically. "I'll be right back though, I have to use the washroom."
"Sigh... yup," he answered.
As you excused yourself, Gojo's gaze subtly followed you, subconsciously admiring your body. His eyes traced the curve of your silhouette, appreciating the way the fabric accentuated your figure. He felt like he was being teased. He noticed how your dress fell just below your ass. Just low enough so he couldn't see your cute panties underneath.
He couldn't help but smile faintly, impressed by your confidence in choosing to wear that around him. It was a fleeting moment of admiration before he returned his attention to the bustling bar, awaiting your return with a hint of anticipation.
You came back not shortly after, sitting down.
"You almost ready to head back?" You said in between yawns. "It's getting late."
"Yup. I was just gonna say that."
As you walked home with Gojo from your night out, the night air was cool and refreshing. He strolled casually, exchanging light-hearted banter about the evening's events. Your dorms were located next to each other, which proved to be convenient. You never had to be apart from each other if you really didn't want to.
You and Gojo were close to say the least. Of course, you were co-workers, but you still saw him as more than that. A best friend maybe.
