Random jjk oneshots🤫🧏🏽‍♀️

Yuji x reader 🍋/☁️

I know he's a minor but it's just kissing🧍🏽‍♀️

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Yuji Itadori, with his infectious energy and unwavering determination, always managed to brighten your day. One evening, after a particularly intense training session, you found yourselves alone in the training room, the air thick with adrenaline and lingering tension.

Yuji, his chest heaving as he caught his breath, looked over at you with a mischievous glint in his eye. "Hey, you did really well today," he complimented, flashing you a boyish grin.

You smiled back, feeling a rush of pride at his praise. "Thanks, Yuji. You weren't too bad yourself."

His grin widened, and before you knew it, he was standing in front of you, his hands gently gripping your waist. "You know," he murmured, his voice low and husky, "I think we both deserve a break."

Your heart skipped a beat at the intensity in his gaze. Without another word, he closed the distance between you, his lips capturing yours in a passionate kiss. It was exhilarating, the taste of sweat and determination mingling with the warmth of his touch.

Yuji's hands moved from your waist to cradle your face, deepening the kiss as if he couldn't get enough. You responded eagerly, your hands finding their way into his hair, pulling him closer.

After what felt like an eternity yet was too short, he finally pulled away, his forehead resting against yours. "Sorry," he panted slightly, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. "I've been wanting to do that for a while."

You chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair from his face. "I'm glad you did."

Yuji grinned sheepishly, his eyes sparkling with affection. "Can we... maybe do that again sometime?"

You nodded, your own cheeks flushing. "Definitely."

With a shared smile, you both settled into a comfortable silence, the tension from earlier replaced by a warm, contented feeling. As you leaned against Yuji, feeling his steady heartbeat against your chest, you realized just how much you cherished these quiet moments with him—the moments that spoke volumes without needing a single word.

It's a apology for the last Yuji one🥲🥲