Jujutsu Kaisen Oneshots

Ijichi ☁︎

a/n: hello again doodles! i'm in a good mood so here's another story with our favorite underrated assistant. the next story I write with ijichi will probably be a smut, I just need to figure out how he would....act to it, if that makes sense. I know he would be submissive but I'm not completely sure. 

You and Kiyotaka Ijichi met up on a rare day off, his shy and reserved nature contrasting with your more playful and flirtatious energy. You could tell he wasn't used to being out like this, especially with someone as bold as you, so you decided to take things slow—at least at first.

The day started with a casual lunch at a cozy cafe. You couldn't resist teasing him a little, leaning in with a smirk whenever he got flustered. Every time you caught him blushing, you'd throw in a wink or a playful touch to his hand, watching as his cheeks turned pinker each time.

After lunch, the two of you strolled through a nearby park, and you couldn't help but lean close, linking your arm with his. He stiffened at first, but eventually relaxed, even letting out a nervous chuckle.

When the evening set in, you suggested finding a quieter spot to watch the sunset. You guided him to a secluded area near the riverbank, where the sky turned soft hues of orange and pink. You could feel the chemistry between you two simmering, the way he'd occasionally glance at you and then quickly look away when you caught him staring.

"Thank you for spending the day with me," he finally said, voice low and a little shaky. You could tell he was working up the courage to say something more.

You leaned in closer, brushing a hand against his cheek. "Oh, come on, Ijichi. You're making it sound like the date's already over."

Before he could respond, you closed the gap, your lips meeting his in a soft, lingering kiss. He seemed surprised at first, but soon he melted into it, his hands resting lightly on your waist. As the kiss deepened, you felt him grow more confident, pulling you closer, as if finally allowing himself to let go.

The two of you stayed there, wrapped up in each other, sharing one tender kiss after another. When you finally pulled back, he gave you a breathless smile, looking at you with a newfound spark in his eyes.

"Maybe... we should do this more often?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

You just grinned, giving him one last peck on the lips. "Oh, Ijichi, you're not getting rid of me that easily."

Ijichi's heart raced, his eyes a little wide as he processed your words. He shifted, his hand brushing your side nervously, but you could tell he wasn't upset—just a little overwhelmed by your boldness. He chuckled softly, trying to hide his flustered smile.

"You sure know how to keep me on my toes," he said, his voice still a little shaky but now laced with a hint of amusement.

You raised an eyebrow, playfully teasing. "Oh, I'm just getting started, Ijichi." You leaned in, your breath warm against his ear as you whispered, "You have no idea what's in store for you."

His breath hitched at the proximity, and his hand instinctively came up to rest on your back, his touch lingering, not quite knowing what to do with this new connection between you two. The quiet tension in the air was electric, and you could feel the undercurrent of anticipation as you met his gaze.

"Y-You don't make this easy, do you?" he asked, his voice low and slightly rasping now.

You gave him a playful shrug, making sure to keep your body close enough so that he could feel the warmth of your presence. "You seem to like it, though. Or are you telling me you're not enjoying this?"

Ijichi's expression faltered for a moment, like he was debating whether to shy away or lean in. And then, as if a switch had flipped, his hand gently cupped your face, bringing you closer. His lips found yours again, this time with more intent—no longer shy, but eager.

The kiss deepened, the world around you fading away as the only thing that mattered was the soft pressure of his lips against yours and the feeling of his arms wrapped around you. It was gentle at first, but slowly, with the warmth and the growing closeness, the kiss became more urgent. His hand slid from your back to your waist, pulling you flush against him, the heat between you two undeniable now.

When you finally pulled away, gasping for air, you were both a little breathless. He rested his forehead against yours, both of you still close enough that your lips brushed with every word.

"I—uh—didn't expect that," he murmured, trying to collect himself but clearly struggling with the surge of emotions coursing through him.

You smiled, tracing your fingers along his jawline. "You're adorable when you're flustered." You moved your thumb over his lip, watching as his eyes flickered to your touch. "But I think I've made my point."

His breath hitched again, and you could see the fire in his eyes—the uncertainty melting into desire. He seemed to regain some of his composure, though his voice still trembled as he spoke. "Maybe... next time, you can tell me exactly what you want me to do, and I'll be more than happy to oblige."

Your heart skipped a beat at the suggestion, and you couldn't help but smile. "I'll hold you to that, Ijichi," you said, a mischievous glint in your eye.

He chuckled, pulling you in for another kiss, this one even more passionate than before. He was no longer the shy, reserved Ijichi you'd met earlier; now, he was the man who was willing to let himself be swept up in the moment with you.

And for you? You couldn't wait to see where this boldness would take you both.