| Sorcerer's Embrace | ( Gojo x fem reader)

Chapter 4

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"Y/N", he shouted from afar. Walking fast with quite long steps and a fast pace. Probably a result of having such long legs, or better said. Of just being that tall. Probably over 6,3 feet tall. He stopped not far from me. But with a respectable distance between us. Not entering my personal space at all. Even tho I wouldn't have mind it. He seems like a really nice and fun person, and with hella good looks. I know you shouldn't go on looks but... this man is on a different Level. "Gojo- Hi again!", I said. Flashing him a sweet smile. "Any preference for the meal? Any allergies I should know of?" I add. My gaze longer on his blindfold than necessary. There I question myself, why does he wear it when his eyes are that beautiful? Questions over questions, while knowing: I will never ask or have ever a chance and definitely no asking them now. We have known each other for not even a day. I was quite surprised at my own words earlier. Inviting a complete stranger into my home.

"How about instant noodles? Udon noddles?", he suggested.Drewing the last sentence longer than necessary...Quick made noddles. We can add the toppings to our likings afterwards. We could add some boiled eggs, spring onions and maybe some meat. Little stripes of course. But for that, I would need to buy groceries. "Sadly I don't have anything of that at home.", I confessed. Rubbing my neck nervously. A habit of mine. Always rub the side of my neck. I don't even notice it sometimes. Just like when I fidget with my fingers or wiggle my legs. Shaking better said. "A few meters away is a grocery shop. That wouldn't be the problem Y/N" He said, stuffing his hands into his pockets. His gaze, or I rather think it does, roamed over my features. Just like checking me out. His head tilted a bit, maybe I'm delulu (delusional) but it looked like that!

"What a nice coincidence!" I exclaim. My hands finding each other. Interlocking the fingers just in front of my belly, as I flash him another smile. Yes, I smile a lot. Trying to lighten the mood or just to see another person smile too. But it's quite a useful information, especially after not even living here for a week. Now I know a good grocery shop! He really is helpful!!

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Really helpful is a complete underestimation. He bought the groceries and carries them now. Such a gentleman. But somehow he still keeps his playful self. Making comments and jokes here and there. While he walked through the aisles he just put things into the shopping cart without looking at the price at all. Seeing something he liked and putting it in the cart. At that time sweat formed on my forehead. At that time, I was still thinking I would pay. But no, at the cash register he pushed me aside to pay with his card, still talking to me like it was the most natural thing. The only comment he dropped to that was, I quote: "I'm eating that too, aren't I? I eat lots of food."

Only the few minutes we spent grocery shopping were some of the funniest moments of my life. He really made me smile a lot... and now it was time to guide him into my little apartment. Walking with him behind me into a small building. In a quiet neighbourhood, surrounded by many parks and just in general nature. I loved this area. 

We took the stairs, I feel kinda embarrassed with going through this old and rancid building. Especially with the broken elevator. Pushing my key into the apartment door on the third floor. Entering we are greeted with the open apartment room. My open kitchen, little living room, spiral staircase up to my open bedroom which is only separated by an improvised railing. A few of my clothes are still hanging on it. The bathroom right next to the front door where we are currently standing. But well, it is not tidied up- I didn't expect a visit. Especially a male visit.

He looked around with an exaggeratedly critical expression. "Nice place you got here," he said, winking. "Very... cozy."

A slight blush appearing on my cheeks but I just couldn't help the smile tugging at my lips. "Thanks, Gojo. It's not much, but it's home."

He set the groceries on the kitchen counter, glancing around like he was inspecting a five-star restaurant. I'm happy when I can prepare some easy cooking. I don't know what he expects from me, honestly. "Alright, chef! What's on the menu for tonight?", he asked jokingly. He knows what we make! He suggested it.

"Instant noodles with toppings," I replied, pulling out the ingredients from the bags. I jumped into his joke to. It's funny, and even more if he had actually forgotten it. Imagine that! "We have boiled eggs, spring onions, and meat strips." I added, a playful grin on my lips as I threw the empty back behind me. Knocking something over... that is all my plan. 

"Gourmet dining," Gojo said with a laugh. "I hope you know what you're doing, because I'm starving."

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Hi my fellow simps🙋‍♀️

This is how I imagined the apartment. Please don't hate me for it🙇‍♂️