Haze of Bliss • jjk x reader

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Songs: Arsonist's Lullaby- Hozier, Terrified- Childish Gambino

Numerous talismans decorated your head like a crown, flowing down to your neck, wrists, midsection, and ankles. They were tight, giving you very little leeway. Any sort of writhering had left angry red marks beneath the rope, along with a dull ache.

Despite knowing the consequences you pulled your shoulders up, desperate for just a little movement for your stiff body. That along with the repetitively decorated walls left you feeling stir crazy. How long had you even been in here? You woke what seemed like forever ago but had yet to have any visitors, so surely it hadn't been that long. You couldn't imagine Gojo would leave you alone more than a day, if a few hours. He must be on high alert regarding your wellbeing. Perhaps he even thinks after that small nap you returned to normal. Your lips twitched up at the thought.

Speak of the devil, the doorknob turned, the white haired man slinking into the room. His hands were shoved into the pockets of his uniform, hair messy and eyes seemed to have lost some of their light. The two of you stared at each other in a thick silence until he broke it. "How do you feel?"

"Better than you I should assume." Your eyes sparkled with amusement.

"Probably." He sighed heavily, pulling forward the chair opposite you to take a seat. His elbows pressed against his knees as he leaned forward, taking in the red marks on your skin before he found your gaze. "Sorry, if I knew you weren't going to go on a rampage they wouldn't have to be tied so tightly."

"Don't apologize Satoru." You smiled, "You don't deserve to. These seals are made just for me, are they not? You had them made behind my back."

"It was a precaution for the battle." He answered, rather plainly in your opinion.

Your eye twitched, "At least seem genuinely sorry. Looks like only one of us has trust and faith in this relationship."

"It was needed, wasn't it?"

"Don't act so cold Satoru, you'll hurt my feelings." You drawled, matching his monotone.

He searched your eyes for a moment before rising, "I'll be back later with something to eat."

That was the end of your exchange, leaving you feeling strangely unsatisfied.

As the time ticked on restlessness turned to annoyance, then to anger. Honestly, what was their plan? To keep you here forever? Although you had wanted Megumi back, keeping Sukuna around would have been more enjoyable. Though, you would have surely been upset if he had ended up killing someone, so perhaps not. Then, you shouldn't have let your guard down as your domain fell. There wouldn't have been anyone to stop you doing whatever you wished had you gotten away. The 'what ifs' running through your mind only added to your agitation. You had to get out of there.

Keeping his word, Gojo eventually came back with a tray of food. Roasted meat and vegetables, along with a pile of fluffy rice. Despite your stomach growling at the smell, your appetite was nonexistent. Your nose wrinkled as he shoved a spoonful into your face, "Get the fuck away from me."

"You have to eat, crazed or not." He reminded, trying again.

"Fuck off." You glared, turning your head best you could.

"Fine, be that way." He plugged your nose, spoon waiting by your lips.

You denied a breath until your lungs screamed for one, finally opening your mouth, instantly greeted with the taste of rice. You were furious, especially as he smiled smugly. Mimicking the expression, you spit the food onto his face.