guys it's a smut, if you can't, just read till the DARK emote dotted lines. and can continue from next chapter.
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y/n glanced up from her book, her eyes scanning the peaceful silence of her school library. Yuji itadori, snoring in front of her, his head laid on ozawa yuki's shoulder. The girl always had her cheeks blushed. though it was pretty rare to see her around. Nobara and Ozawa seemed to go on as pretty well friends. They were rating dresses on some online mart. She used to visit frequently to spend time with us, and yuji.
Beside y/n was megumi fushiguro, sat. Silently reading, indulged in the book in his hand. It was about martial arts. His face had pretty scars, and eyes with sleepless tiredness, y/n's work was to keep an eye on megumi's condition.
It had been only a few days, he was released from sukuna's control. He said he still felt dizzy. Everything in jujutsu high was coming back to peaceful after several days, which felt like years. they were out of the canal of deaths. To be more precise, canal of destruction...
Yuta had recovered from gojo's body.( in manga's recent chapters, yuta helps gojo come back and defeat sukuna.) Rika had helped him out by reversed cursed technique. He frequently got scolded from maki san for his carelessness. We assumed she did that because yuta had not asked maki before sacrificing himself to bring back gojo, without thinking about consequences of his own life at danger.
We had lost so many people in this epic battle of dominance. Many of our able and worthy sorcerers had sacrificed themselves. One among them was gojo satoru....we were looking for ways to bring him back,if we could. Hope always made us way...........................................................................................................
~basically, y/n has powers she can't control, and when she learns to control, she stands as powerful as gojo. as she learns to control her powers, she and satoru develop a nice, friendly relationship. as time passes their lives intertwine and satoru falls in love with female lead but the female lead's heart is stuck on megumi and doesn't intend to break satoru's heart at the same time.
so she manages to live as satoru's fiance and give him her full love but fears to be reunited with megumi. the story is pretty slow at first, as to show how she wanted megumi to be her love and later takes on its progress. on how her fears turn true, after gojo's death and megumi's comeback alive from shibuya arc.
note, the relationship between father and son- satoru and megumi, remain the same,they do not bitter as megumi is easy to accept his fate of loosing everyone.
obsessive alert, from both sides of triangle..enjoy guys !...ofcourse adultery alert!
another thing you need to know is about us is being, like jean grey, cuz i love her and i hope one day i'll write something on her as well. Here our powers are not gonna be as powerful as hers, but similar, cosmic theory and all, telepathic , blah blah, cool stuff. Its gonna be so much fun eeeeks!!
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Y/N
(present day, ...)
"I'm gonna go get another book" no one seemed to care of what I said. Before I got up from my seat, I planted a kiss on megumi's cheek without anyone noticing. And walked to the shelves, for another book. His expressions were stern from afar but I knew his insides were messed up. He glanced at me, as if he was gonna eat me up. I smirk satisfied, I knew what I was inviting for when I gave him that kiss.
we had been together right from the day he was released from sukuna. His touch had become my new obsession. We spent last two nights fucking each other and this night wasn't gonna be different. We didn't speak a word about 'how and why', 'did we love each other ', or anything that had to be spoken from me being gojo's fiance to being here. With him.
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MY HUSBANDS: megumi x y/n x satoru.
Fanfiction✨ My eyes closed in a single breathless moan leaving my mouth," ...fushiguro....". it wasn't loud, but loud enough to build my lust. i went on...until I came. Moaning softly for more, so lost. So lost in imagining him, his touch, waiting for him...