Smoker - Choso Kamo

8. jealousy

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Y/n couldn't really understand why Choso was angry and acted like that. To her, there was nothing between her and Sukuna, just an intriguing connection that seemed to spark every time they were together. She stole a glance at Choso, whose jaw was still set tight and whose eyes held an intensity that made her heart race for all the wrong reasons.

As they walked through the library, y/n felt the weight of his frustration pressing down on her. It was confusing. She had only just begun to navigate her feelings for him, and now she was starting to feel suffocated by it.

"Are you really mad at me?" Y/n finally asked, breaking the silence as they stepped outside into the fresh air.

Choso looked at her, his expression softening for just a moment. "I'm not mad at you," he replied, though the tension in his voice suggested otherwise. "I just... don't like seeing you with him."

"Why not?" She shot back, unable to hide the edge in her tone. "It's not like I'm doing anything wrong. We were just talking!"

"Talking? Is that what you call it?" Choso's frustration bubbled up again. "It looked like more than that to me."

Y/n stopped walking, turning to face him fully. "You don't get to dictate who I talk to, Choso. Sukuna and I are just getting to know each other. It doesn't mean anything."

Choso ran a hand through his hair, clearly struggling to rein in his emotions. "You think it's that simple?" he shot back. "He's not the kind of guy you should be hanging out with, y/n. He's trouble."

She took a step closer, her heart pounding. "And what about you? You're always with Yuki. What if I told you she's trouble? Would you care?"

Choso opened his mouth to respond, but then he hesitated, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. "That's different," he finally said, though his voice lacked conviction.

"Why? Because you like her?" Y/n challenged, her cheeks flushing with anger. "What if I like Sukuna?"

The moment the words left her mouth, she regretted them. Choso's expression darkened further, and for a heartbeat, the tension felt insurmountable. But before she could backtrack, Choso's expression shifted, a mix of frustration and hurt washing over him.

"Do you really like him?" he asked, his voice low and heavy.

"I don't know," she admitted, her heart racing. "But you don't get to control who I like or don't like, Choso. Just like I won't control who you spend time with."

Choso looked away, his jaw tightening again. "Fine," he said tersely. "Just... be careful, okay?"

She nodded, feeling a mix of determination and confusion. Her mind racing with thoughts of Sukuna and Choso, the warmth of Sukuna's presence contrasting sharply with the frustration of Choso's jealousy. She knew she had to figure this out, her feelings for both of them were tangled, and it was time to untangle them before they pulled her apart.

As she made her way back to her dorm, y/n couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of a complicated entanglement. The thought both thrilled and terrified her.

Once inside, Choso leaned against the wall, his heart racing from the conversation with y/n. Suddenly, the realization struck him like a lightning bolt, he had feelings for her. Deep feelings that he had tried to ignore, knowing all too well that they could lead to trouble. He was toxic; his relationships had always been a mess, marked by jealousy and possessiveness.