Sickly Love - Yandere JJK x fem!Y/N

13 - Drunken Confession

Y/N moved quietly through the darkened halls of the L/N clan estate, her heart racing as she carefully tiptoed towards the exit. Dressed in full clothing, she clutched her phone tightly, hoping to avoid detection. She knew sneaking out was risky, but she couldn't just leave her there.

Just as she reached the front door, a shiver ran down her spine. She sensed them before she saw them—Gojo and Geto, appearing out of nowhere, blocking her path with smug grins plastered on their faces.

"And where do you think you're going?" Gojo asked, his tone light but laced with amusement.

Y/N froze, irritation bubbling up inside her about to tell them so go away, but she knew there was no use in trying to reason with him now. "I'm just going out for a walk," she said, her voice a mixture of annoyance and resignation.

"In the middle of the night? Fully dressed?" Geto teased, his eyes narrowing playfully.

Before she could come up with an excuse, they each grabbed one of her arms, clinging to her as if she were their lifeline. "You're not going anywhere without us," Gojo declared with a grin, tightening his grip.

"Let go," Y/N muttered, trying to shake them off. But they only clung tighter, practically dragging her along as she walked.

"Not a chance," Geto chimed in, his tone matching Gojo's in its playfulness. "If you're going out, we're coming with you."

Frustrated, Y/N gave up on trying to explain herself. She was still angry with Satoru for what he'd done earlier, but there was no point in arguing. Instead, she continued walking, the two still holding on as they followed her through the quiet streets.

After what felt like an eternity of walking, they finally reached their destination—a house with lights and loud music spilling out into the night. A party was clearly in full swing, and Y/N's heart sank as she realized she had reached the place she had been dreading.

As they approached, the front door swung open, and a familiar figure stumbled out. It was Ayesha, one of Y/N's friends who had texted her earlier for help. Ayesha looked disheveled and completely intoxicated, her movements unsteady as she tried to find her footing.

"Ayesha!" Y/N called out, rushing forward to steady her friend. Ayesha's eyes met hers, and despite the haziness, recognition flickered across her face.

"Y/N... you came," Ayesha slurred, throwing her arms around Y/N and holding on as if she might collapse at any moment. "I'm sorry... so sorry..."

"What are you sorry for?" Y/N asked, trying to keep her voice calm as she supported Ayesha's weight. She glanced over at Gojo and Geto, who were watching the scene with raised eyebrows, clearly intrigued.

"I was so mad at you," Ayesha mumbled, her voice thick with emotion. "Because... because I was jealous."

Y/N blinked in surprise, not expecting this confession. "Jealous? Ayesha, you're drunk. You don't know what you're saying."

But Ayesha shook her head vehemently, her grip tightening. "No, I do know... I've always known. I love you, Y/N. I only dated Kei to make you jealous."

Y/N's breath caught at the sudden admission, but she forced herself to stay calm. "Ayesha, you're not thinking clearly. You're just drunk. Let's get you home, okay?"

"No, you need to know... I didn't want to hurt you. I just wanted you to notice me," Ayesha continued, her words becoming more desperate.

Y/N sighed, trying to keep her emotions in check. "Ayesha, we'll talk about this later. Right now, we need to get you somewhere safe."

Ayesha nodded weakly, finally seeming to understand. "My parents aren't home..." she murmured, her words barely coherent.

"Okay, then let's get you back," Y/N said, gently guiding Ayesha away from the house. Just as they were turning the corner, the house behind them, a loud voice called out from behind them.

"Ayesha! Where do you think you're going?"

Y/N turned to see Kei storming out of the house, his expression dark with anger. "You're already leaving? What's your problem, Ayesha?"

Ayesha shrank back, but Y/N spoke for her. "She's not staying here, Kei. She needs to go home."

Kei's eyes narrowed as he took in the scene, and before Y/N could react, he grabbed her shoulders, trying to pull her back towards the party. "If she's too drunk to have fun, we can inste—"

His sentence was cut off by a swift punch from Gojo. In an instant, Kei was on the ground, unconscious, the force of the blow knocking him out cold. Gojo dusted off his hands, looking completely unfazed.

Y/N shot Gojo a look, half-exasperated, half-grateful. "Was that really necessary?"

"He grabbed you," Gojo said simply, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Let's just get her home," Y/N sighed, shaking her head as she turned back to Ayesha. With Geto and Gojo trailing behind them, she carefully led Ayesha away from the now-deserted house, guiding her through the quiet streets until they reached Ayesha's home.

Once they arrived, Y/N opened the door and gently laid Ayesha down on the couch, covering her with a blanket. She stood there for a moment, watching her friend's breathing even out as she drifted off to sleep.