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Hii, idk if you take emergency requests, so I apologize in advance if you dont, but i was wondereing if you could please write a hurt/angst/confort oneshot in which Present mic or midnight (or both) walks into their niece room (Aizawa's daughter) and find her attempting suicide. And they they have to tell Aizawa about it?

Thanksss, love ya ✨️

A/N: There’s been a lot of Aizawa lately, but I don’t mind. I consider requests like this to be a priority, so I wrote it as soon as I could. I’m sorry if this is kinda OOC, I haven’t watched the anime in ages, but I tried to do it as well as I could. I still have two more Aizawa requests that are just WIPs at this point, but those are probably gonna take a while, because I wanna write other stuff too. I picked Midnight for this, since I don’t really ever write about her. If you want more of these kinds of things, check out the masterlist in the pinned post

You were sitting on your bed, a pile of pills in your hand, when there was a knock on your bedroom door. You scrambled to hide the pills under your pillow, but a few of them fell on the floor next to the bed.

“Hey sweetie, how are you doing?”

“I’m fine, Auntie Kayama. What are you doing here?” you said as nonchalantly as you could.

“Your dad sent me to check in on you, since he’s gonna be late again tonight” Kayama said.

“No offense but why does he suddenly think I need a babysitter?”

“He’s worried about you… we all are” Kayama said, as she sat down on the chair that was by your school desk.

“You really don’t need to be, I’m fine” you said, looking down at your feet, now noticing the fallen pills.

Kayama followed your gaze down to the floor, now also taking note of the few tablets that were laying on the floor.

“What’s this?” she asked, leaning down and picking up one of the pills.

“Oh, I must have dropped it while taking my meds earlier” you shrugged, evading direct eye contact with her.

“Honey, I know a lie when I hear one” Kayama looked at you compassionately.

You sighed in defeat and lifted the pillow to reveal the pile of pills. You weren’t even sure why you did that, maybe you just wanted her to talk you out of it.

Kayama had heard about what was going on with you from Aizawa. You’d been hurting yourself and acting in a self-destructive manner otherwise too, so your father had been worried about you. They’d agreed that you might have an easier time talking to Kayama, since you’d been so distant with your father lately. She never would have thought her timing would be this on point though.

“Oh sweetie” Kayama said, and moved to sit next to you on the edge of the bed. “Come here” she continued as she opened her arms to hug you.

You leaned against her and let her wrap her arms around you.

“Do you want to talk about it?” she asked as she rubbed your upper arm.

“Honestly, I don’t really know. I just don’t want to bother anyone, I’m enough of a burden already”

“You’re not a burden honey, and you’re not bothering your dad, or me, by talking to us. You can call me anytime if you need someone to talk to, I’d much rather you call me at three in the morning than you hurt yourself” she smiled sympathetically.

Kayama talked with you for a while, and you cleaned the pills off the bed before turning in for the night. She sat in the kitchen with a cup of tea until Aizawa came back. She’d barely drunk any of it, she just sat there, thinking, with the warm cup in her hands. She’d known you since you were just a baby, and you were like family to her. How did it end up like this? She knew Aizawa was a wonderful father, even if a very busy one. Kayama snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the front door open and close.

“Hi” she greeted Aizawa quietly as he walked into the kitchen.

“So, how did it go?” Aizawa whispered as he sat down on one of the kitchen chairs, opposite of Kayama.

“We talked, they definitely need some help, and I don’t know if we’re enough. They were considering trying to kill themself and I’m pretty sure they would have attempted it if I didn’t happen to come by, but I think it’s safe for now. At least I really hope so”

“I knew they were having a really hard time lately, but I was hoping it hadn’t gone this far” Aizawa sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

It’s not like he was angry with you, he was just extremely worried about you. No parent wants their child to be in pain. It was his job you keep you safe, but how could he when the danger was your own brain? He would just have to be patient, walk alongside you wherever you were going to go, and help you pick up the pieces when you were ready. There was nothing he wanted more than for you to be happy and healthy.

“What am I going to do Kayama? How do I talk to them about this?” Aizawa asked.

“I think it’s best to just be honest. Tell them you’re worried and that you love them. They were worried about being a burden, especially to you”

“I wish they didn’t think that, they’re not a burden, they’re my kid” Aizawa sighed.

This was his first time raising a kid, at least one of his own. He had seen all kinds of teenagers pass through his class, so knew it wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. There was not a single parent on the planet that knew everything their kid was up to, but he just wished he had intervened earlier, maybe he could have stopped things from snowballing to this extent.

“It’s going to be okay, Aizawa. I know things are not going to change overnight, but with a dad like you, I’m sure they’re going to make it through this” Kayama said.

“Thank you, Kayama” Aizawa smiled tiredly.

“I need to head home now, just keep an eye on them and talk to them, but most importantly, listen” she emphasized the last word.

“Good night, get home safe” Aizawa said, hugging his friend goodbye.

“Take care” she waved as she walked out into the night.

Kayama was like family to Aizawa and to you as well, and he was just glad you’d been able to open up to her. He just hoped it would give you the motivation to start talking to him as well. It’s not that you didn’t talk, maybe he just didn’t know how to ask the right questions, but he certainly wanted to learn. For you, he was willing to do anything, for you, his only child he would go to hell and back, especially so you wouldn’t have to.

[herofics]

Hellooo Fellow Human! Could you possible do something where the JJK men lovers (females) do the trend where the lovers walk in front of the men n@k3d while they are busy doing something 😌😊 you can choose how many but I would really really want Toji and Nanami ❤️

A/N: This is a pretty funny request, and I enjoyed writing this. I don’t write NSFW, so I just wrote this pretty suggestively but not really smutty. Though now I feel like writing some smut, oh boy

~Gojo Satoru~

•Gojo doesn’t pass up any chances to see you naked, but you just walking up to him, totally nude, while he tries to write a mission report, is definitely new

•Not that he’s complaining though

•He decides to mess with you and act like you’re not even naked, like there’s nothing odd about the situation at all

•Gojo was really proud of his idea, but he couldn’t keep it up long at all

•He was sitting by his desk and at first you were just leaning on the edge of it, just talking to Gojo about your day

•He was having a really hard time keeping his eyes on his report, because you were right there, naked and quite obviously waiting for something

•When you finally sighed, and said something like “Well, I’m gonna go grab a soda” and ran your fingers up his arm as you passed him, he had enough

•Gojo got up so quickly you barely even saw him move, and his arms were wrapped around you

•”You lasted longer than I thought you would” you smirked with a laugh

•”Please?” Gojo said impatiently, his hand wandering dangerously close to your breasts and other areas…

•”Hmmmm” you hummed, just to tease him and prolong his torture

•”Oh come on doll, I know you don’t wanna wait” Gojo whispered in your ear

•You could feel something hard pressing against your butt and lower back and you couldn’t help but smile

•”So needy” you purred

•Gojo groaned breathlessly, kissing your neck

•”Go for it” you sighed dreamily

•His hands found their way to the (in)appropriate places and you could feel your breath hitch in your throat as you bit your lip

~Nanami Kento~

•Nanami was cooking while you were taking a shower, so when you appeared from behind the corner, wrapped in your towel, he didn’t think anything of it

•But when you dropped the towel, revealing your naked body, he could feel his heart flutter, but he kept a calm and cool expression

•You were leaning on the doorway of the kitchen with the towel at your feet and a smirk on your face

•Nanami decided to just not react, or to at least to try not to

•He walked up to you from the stove and picked up the towel, saying: “You dropped this”

•Nanami is very good at keeping calm, but in his head he’s getting pretty turned on, and he feels like he’s about to pull you close and kiss you any second now

•But he walked back to the stove, while you just stood there with your mouth agape, holding the towel

•You decided to up the ante and hugged him from behind, pressing your body against his

•Nanami just exhaled very deeply, he could feel your breast pressing against his back and your hands opening the lower buttons of his shirt

•You slipped your hands under his shirt, feeling his firm abs under your fingers

•You could hear the little click sounds as Nanami turned the stove off, before he turned around with a hungry look in his eyes

•You pressed yourself against him again, and he placed his hands on your cheeks, pressing a kiss on your lips, as his hands started wandering down your body

•Nanami picked you up, and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he held you up by your ass

•”Bedroom?” you asked

•”Bedroom” he smiled before kissing you again

~Fushiguro Toji~

•Toji would have one of two reactions to you walking up to him naked, and those are: either to completely ignore you and tell you to move because you’re in front of the TV or look at you with his mouth agape for like 5 seconds, before he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom

•Toji is very straight forward, but he’s also kinda fickle sometimes, so you never really know which option you’re gonna get if you were to do something like this

•If it happens to be the “move, you’re in front of the TV” you would be pretty frustrated, because you didn’t think he would react like that, he’s so handsy all the time you thought surely this would be impossibly for him to resist

•To be fair, the only thing he noticed was that you were in front of the TV and not the fact that you were naked

•When he does realize what just happened, he scrambles up from the couch and basically dashes after you and picks you up in his arms

•He is all over you, his hands exploring your body like it’s the first time he’s touching you, his lips on your neck whispering sweet nothings and dirty things in your ear between breaths and kisses

•He wants you so bad, and you want him

[herofics]

Hi. How are you?

I've feel really suicidal lately so i wanted to ask some angst/confort of dadzawa, please.

His daughter attempts to take her life and he arrives home from patrolling just in time beforw it was too late. And maybe the after math

Thanks, i love your writing, it have really help me to cope in multiple times

A/N: I'm good, thanks for asking :D I’m sorry you’re feeling this way anon, I hope this can help even a little bit. I wanted to write this quickly for you, so I'm posting this already. Thank you for liking my writing, it means a lot to me that I can help people cope.

TW: Suicide attempt and blood

Aizawa was home a couple of hours earlier than usual, because he wanted to surprise you with some of your favorite take-out. He entered the house to find all of the lights off and the house eerily quiet. Had you gone out? You always let him know where you were going, even if he was at work, because he had requested you do so. Aizawa felt like something was wrong, there was this pit in his stomach that just kept growing, the closer he got to the door to your room.

He had turned the kitchen light on when he placed the take-out on the table, but the hallway was still only dimly lit as he walked towards your room. He didn’t see what he was stepping in, but he could feel something soaking his socks as he passed the bathroom door. There was light coming from under the door and he heard the water running. It was odd. As he looked closer, he noticed the water was slightly red. His heart jumped into his throat as he tried the door handle. It was locked. Aizawa didn’t hesitate for a moment as he kicked it down.

That’s where he found you, in the tub, bloody water all around you. He quickly turned off the running water and pulled you out of the tub. There were these deep gashes on both your wrists, that were slowly bleeding you dry. You were clammy and incredibly pale compared to your usual skin tone.

“(Name)!? (Name)?! Please answer me” he begged.

You weren’t moving, and he wasn’t even sure if you were breathing. He pulled his phone out and called for medical assistance, as he held you in his arms. He was trying to put pressure on the wounds on your wrists, to hopefully stem the bleeding. The next four minutes, before the paramedics showed up, were the longest of his life. Watching you slip further and further away was terrifying.

When the paramedics came, Aizawa let them do their job. They lifted you on the gurney and one of them kept working on you as they carted you off to the ambulance. Aizawa got a ride in the back of the ambulance, he was just silently praying you would make it. He didn’t know what he would do if you didn’t. Parents aren’t supposed to outlive their children.

When the ambulance got to the nearest hospital, you were quickly taken away, and Aizawa was left standing behind the doors that lead to the trauma center. He walked to the lobby and sat down on one of the chairs, leaning his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. His hair hung around his face as he stared down at the floor. How could he not have noticed how much pain you were in? How did he not see the signs? Surely he should have noticed. You were his kid, and you’d always been close, so how could he not have seen this coming? He’d been so busy with work lately, both his job as a hero and a teacher. Aizawa blamed himself, who else could he blame?

When you woke up, the first thing you felt was confusion. You looked around, but you felt like you couldn’t focus your eyes. You did notice someone in black clothes and with black hair, snoring away in the armchair next to your hospital bed. You looked at your father and you couldn’t help but tear up. This wasn’t supposed to happen, you didn’t want this to happen, you didn’t want to wake up, so how come you were relieved to still be here? How come, just the sight of your father made you feel so guilty.

Aizawa woke up to sobs coming from your bed. Ironically, it was like music to his ears, to hear your voice again, even if you were crying.

“Good morning angel” Aizawa said, as nonchalantly as he could.

He didn’t want you to think he was angry or disappointed, he just wanted to sound like what he truly felt, heartbroken, scared and confused.

“D-da-dad?” you blubbered.

“I’m here” Aizawa said, taking your hand.

“I’m sosry…” you stumbled over your words, and continued sobbing profusely.

“It’s okay angel, it’s okay” Aizawa attempted to assure you.

You just sobbed for a while as your father held your hand. You didn’t understand how he wasn’t angry, surely he must have been disappointed in you for being weak, for giving up.

“I’m-I’m sorry for being weak, I’m so-sorry for… you know” you sniffled.

“You’re not weak, you were in a lot of pain” Aizawa said sincerely. “I’m sorry for not noticing, I’m your father, I should have been able to tell you were suffering”

“I think you not noticing was kind of the point” you joked dryly.

“Even if you were actively hiding your intentions from me, I should have noticed something. I knew you were in pain, but I had no idea how bad it was” Aizawa sighed, squeezing your hand.

“Can we just not talk about it? It’s not your fault and what’s done is done” you yawned.

“We can not talk about it now, but we’re going to have to talk about this eventually” he emphasized the “now”.

“Yeah, I know…” you sighed. “I’m just tired, I wanna go back to sleep” you lied.

You let go of your dad’s hand and turned your back on him as you laid on the bed. You didn’t want to talk about it, and you didn’t know how to either. How could you explain to someone else how you felt, when you didn’t even know yourself.

“I love you angel, sleep well” Aizawa said, as he leaned back in his chair.

He didn’t want to pressure you, but he wanted to understand. He wanted to know why you would do something like this, but he didn’t know if he would understand, no matter what your explanation. He loved you so much. He remembered the first time he’d held you when you had been born, and the time that had almost been the last, not 24 hours earlier. He would never forget either of those times. The first one filled with such joy and the other with such indescribable fear. No child should die before their parents, and he was just happy you were going to be okay. It was going to be a long road, but you were going to be fine, he knew you were strong, no matter what you thought of yourself. You would keep fighting, and he would be there to help you up when you stumbled. He would walk with you, holding your hand through it all.

[herofics]

Hi honey 🩶

I wanted to know if you could please write a platonic Aizawa scenario in which he saves his daughter from being raped. Thanks 🩶

A/N: I’ve also got this scenario where Aizawa’s daughter did get raped, it’s like a comfort thing if I remember correctly. Teen!reader and dadzawa, sometime before what happened in MHA, so Aizawa is a teacher but also an active hero too, reader doesn’t go to UA or any other hero school

You were hanging out at your house with a few of your friends, while your father was working a night shift. You were well aware he was trying to balance his two jobs and home life, so you didn’t really complain about him being away so much. It would have been nice to have him around at least sometimes though. Being able to spend time with your friends, without your father’s watchful eye was a plus though.

Most of your friends left, but one of the guys in your group that you didn’t know that well, wanted to talk with you some more.

“So, what do you wanna talk about?” you asked, pacing back and forth in the living room, while your friend sat on the couch.

“You okay baby? You seem kinda nervous” he asked.

“Did you just call me “baby”?” you asked in disbelief as you stopped pacing.

“You don’t like it?”

“No?” you said with a raised brow, while laughing nervously.

He huffed at your reaction, and seemed to get irritated. You got a bad feeling suddenly, like you didn’t want to be alone with this guy. You didn’t even really know him that well, he was just a part of your friend group. You weren’t sure why you had even agreed to talk to him alone.

You were standing in front of the couch, not far from him, but just as you were about to step 

back, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you to sit on the couch next to him.

“Maybe you’ll like this better…” he said, trying to push you down on the couch and kiss you.

“No, I don’t like you like that!” you argued, trying to resist him as he continued to try and push you down on the couch.

“Stop fighting! You’re gonna like it!” he growled before basically trying to shove his tongue down your throat.

You bit him as he tried to kiss you, and he raised his head, a furious look in his eyes.

“You bitch!” he yelled. “I’ll show you...”

You were so scared, absolutely terrified. This guy, who you had thought was at least a decent guy, if not your friend, was trying to assault you.

“Stop! No! I don’t want to!” you screamed, seriously panicking.

He ripped your shirt open and started taking his pants off. You were starting to cry, you just wanted to get away. You just wanted someone to help you. You just wanted your dad to come in and save you. Why had you been so trusting? You knew so little of him, you should never have let him stay.

“Get off me!” you cried, still trying to push him away.

Suddenly you felt the weight lift off you and the sound of someone or something smacking against the nearby wall. You got up from the couch as quickly as you could and backed away from it, away from the direction the smack sound had come from.

Someone grabbed you by your shoulders and spun you around to face them. You were startled, but you looked up to see your father with a mix of anger and worry on his face.

“Da-dad” you started crying from relief, before wrapping your arms around him and crying in his arms.

“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” Aizawa asked, hugging you to comfort you.

“I wa-was so-so scared” you sobbed.

“I know you were, angel. It’s gonna be okay” Aizawa said, rubbing your upper back.

You heard a groan from behind you, which made you flinch.

“You’d better stay down if you know what’s good for you!” Aizawa growled angrily at the boy he’d just thrown against the wall.

Now that you were safe, you found yourself feeling incredibly angry. How dare he try to do something like this to you? How dare he try to do this to anyone? Your tears were drying, as your anger grew.

“Dad?” you croaked, voice hoarse from crying.

“Tell me”

“Can you get him up? I’d like to say something to him” you requested.

“Of course”

Aizawa pulled the kid up by his collar, and you stepped closer to him. He was starting to mutter out an apology, but before he could, you hit him straight in the nose.

“You bitch!”

“Shut your mouth! You don’t get to talk to her” Aizawa hissed at the guy. “Excellent strike” he whispered to you.

Aizawa was having a hard time controlling his anger, as any father would after seeing his child getting assaulted. He wanted to kick this kid’s ass to the kingdom come, but he really didn’t want to act that violently in front of you.

The police came and took the kid away, and you could feel yourself getting more and more exhausted.

“You must be tired. You want something to eat before you go to bed?” Aizawa asked.

“I don’t think I can. I feel kinda nauseous now that the adrenaline is gone” you sighed, feeling like you were about to retch. “I’m just gonna go to bed…”

“Angel?” Aizawa asked as you turned to go to your room.

“Hmm?”

“You do know we’re going to have to talk more about this tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah dad, I know, but for now I just wanna go to sleep” you yawned.

“Good night then” he said.

“Good night” you answered. 

You went to bed, and Aizawa was left alone with his anger. He knew teenagers could be stupid, but this guy was an idiot and a total asshole. He knew you must have been feeling miserable, but he didn’t want to push you. His feelings weren’t the priority right now, you were. You would talk when you were ready, and he would be there for you, as a father should.

[herofics]

Hey 👋🏾 Love your work btw 💜 Don’t know if this is weird but can you do like maybe a Drabble or something telling what JJK men would smell like ? 🥹 🙏🏾

A/N: Thank you very much :D This is more like what scent comes to mind when I think about them, rather than what they’d actually smell like, because I don’t really remember scents if that makes sense? These are very short, which is why I picked more characters than usual. I don’t know if these make any sense to anyone but me, but eeeeeh

~Geto Suguru~

•I feel like Geto would be something citrusy, not quite lemon but maybe kinda orangey?

•Something fresh but also slightly sweet

•His scent is very warm and comforting and it really sticks to his clothes, so you love wearing them when you miss him

~Gojo Satoru~

•Gojo is definitely something pepperminty, or something like that

•Very fresh and a bit chilly if that makes sense

•Cucumber too maybe?

•He always smells like he’s just come out of the shower

~Nanami Kento~

•Sage perhaps?

•Something simple but still sophisticated

•Maybe there’s a small hint of vanilla in there too

~Itadori Yuji~

•Strawberries or cherry

•Something sweet but not overwhelmingly so

•Also kinda mixed with something like cinnamon?

~Toji Fushiguro~

•Toji smells really musky most of the time, but not in a bad way

•There’s also something else under that scent though, something like sweet maple

•His scent can be really strong and overwhelming, especially when he’s been working and has gotten sweaty

~Ryomen Sukuna~

•Honestly Sukuna has this slight scent of blood around him at all times or if he’s been fighting (slaughtering) someone, the scent is much stronger

•But his scent is also kind of forest-y

•Spruce or pine or something like that

[herofics]

hii!☺️ I was wondering if you could write some fluff for Yuji and Megumi (separate) where they say something funny and the reader has an unintentional laugh that is similar to Light Yagami’s laugh? (If you don’t know that you can search it up) and they’re just standing there like: 🧍

-anon!🧚‍♀️

A/N: It’s been ages since I watched Death Note, so I had to look up the laugh bit to remind myself. I didn’t really know what to write for this, so they’re pretty short

~Fushiguro Megumi~

•You were joking around with Yuji and Nobara as usual, and one of them made a hilarious joke

•Megumi is not much of a jokester, but he’s always covering for the rest of you when your pranks go awry or something

•Which was the case this time too, but in your defense it was very funny prank

•He’s heard you laugh before, sure, but you’re like really laughing now

•He has to admit, it does sound a bit creepy, but it’s also kind of funny, and he can’t help but chuckle a little

•After you’re done laughing, you apologize in case your laugh sounded weird

•Megumi doesn’t really like lying to people, and he’s very straight forward with what he says

•So he just tells you something like “It did sound pretty funny, in a good way”

•He isn’t bothered or anything, but he does still think it was a bit of a creepy laugh

~Itadori Yuji~

•Yuji made some joke about a funny looking cursed spirit or something which caused you to start laughing

•Yuji is a bit take aback by your laugh, because he does think it sounds kinda funky

•Though after he’s smashed the cursed spirit he starts laughing a bit nervously, because doesn’t really know how to react

•He carefully asks something like “Are you okay?” because you sound kinda unhinged

•You suddenly stop laughing and go, “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?”

•It’s a bit of a creepy experience, because this is the first time Yuji has heard you laugh like this

•He does think your laugh is unique and kind of endearing, if just a bit creepy

[herofics]

hii would it be possible for you to do an x reader with gojo where the reader has been struggling a lot w depression and some suicidal thoughts and everyone around her is telling her that she needs to take accountability for herself and try harder and get through life but she just... doesn't really care anymore? like she doesn't see a point in pushing through and struggling through life just for the sake of living, things will just get bad again or stay bad so what's the point? i'm rambling, but yeah, basically she's exhausted with life and how he'd comfort her if that's okay? sorry thanks

A/N: This took longer to write than I meant to, because I’ve been so damn busy, but I hope it ended up okay. This is them at the end of their time in high school, so the reader and Gojo would be 18. This is a non-curse au and Geto has not gone anywhere here, but that doesn’t really play into this. I decided to go with the whole non-curse AU thing, since I didn’t want to deal with the whole fighting thing on top of the normal teen stuff that’s going on. I did do fem!reader specifically this time around, though I don’t know if it really affects this other than the pet name

It was the last day of school before spring break, and you were already dreading it. Sometimes it was worse to stay at home than keep yourself busy with school. Some days were worse than others, but nowadays, it seemed like it wasn’t even fluctuating anymore, everything was just going steadily downhill. Sometimes you caught yourself wondering if there was even a point to it all. It didn’t feel like living anymore, it just felt like surviving. Every day was the same. You just had to push through, keep going, fight for things that you weren’t even sure really mattered. It all just felt so purposeless.

The school day was about to end, and you were wondering why Gojo hadn’t been around since lunch. For all you knew, he might have gotten himself into some kind of trouble yet again, and ended up in the principal's office. He might have been the most popular guy at the whole school, but that certainly didn’t stop him from getting into trouble from time to time, or all the time.

You were dreading going home, a whole vacation week to spend with your family. You couldn’t really think of anything worse at that moment. You just wanted to talk to Gojo, he was the only one who didn’t just tell you to “try harder” or that everything that was going on was your fault. Everyone else around you just kept pushing you closer to the edge.

“Hey princess!” came a shout from behind you, as you were walking towards the school’s gate.

“Hi Satoru” you forced a smile as he jogged up to you.

“Something wrong?” he asked with a puzzled look when he got to you.

“I don’t really want to talk about it here” you sighed.

“But you do wanna talk about it, right?”

“Yeah” you nodded.

“Let’s go to my place then. My parents are both out of town, so we can talk in peace” Gojo said as he grabbed your hand and started walking.

You just followed behind him in silence, holding his hand and wondering if you actually wanted to tell him what was going on.

Gojo’s place wasn’t very far from the school, so it didn’t take the two of you long to get there. You were obviously not feeling well and there was something bothering you, but he wasn’t sure what it was. He was aware of your struggles with depression, but you didn’t talk about it that much, so he didn’t really have a good grasp on how bad the situation actually was.

You took your shoes off and put on some slippers, before hanging up your jacket. You followed Gojo to his room, and he sat down on the edge of his bed, patting the spot next to him for you to sit down.

You did and with a deep exhale you said: “So I guess I should talk to you…”

“Yeah, I want to know what’s going on with you” he said, grabbing your hand again, drawing circles on the back of your palm with his thumb.

“I guess I’m just gonna say it… I don’t know how long I can keep doing this. I’m so freaking tired of just surviving” you sniffled, looking down at your feet.

“I’m not gonna pretend I know what that’s like, but I wish you didn’t feel that way. I want you to love life as much as I love you” he said, squeezing your hand.

Gojo hesitated for a moment, before bringing his other hand under your chin and turning your face towards him. You looked so exhausted, and he didn’t doubt for a moment if what you said was true. He was also angry, angry at himself that he hadn’t noticed how much you’d declined lately. It’s not like something like this happened overnight. He’d had time to do something, but he hadn’t.

“I don’t want to be a burden either… What if I’m just not meant to be here? What if I’m not doing enough to deserve to be here?” you said, starting to tear up.

“Don’t say that princess, of course you’re meant to be here, and you don’t need to earn a right to live. You’re infinitely worthy, no matter what you do” Gojo said, pulling you into an embrace. "You’re not a burden, not to me, and not to those who love you"

You didn’t want to cry and by some miracle managed to hold back the tears, but your breathing was a tad unsteady. You clung onto the back of his jacket as you hugged him, and just let him hold you, leaning your head on his shoulder. You just stayed like that for a while, until you were able to breathe steadily again. You pulled back, separating yourself from him a little bit.

“Thanks Satoru, you’re my rock” you smiled softly.

It’s not like this was going to take the pain away, or make you feel like it was all worth it, but it did help. Hearing someone tell you it was okay, that you didn’t have to work yourself to death to be worth something, to earn the right to be here. That you were enough, just you.

“That’s what I’m here for!” Gojo exclaimed with a smile.

He truly did wish you didn’t feel that way, he wished you wouldn’t feel like life was such an uphill battle. That someday you would love life and feel like it was worth living. Gojo at least hoped you knew he would love you, no matter how many bad days you had. No matter what you’d have to go through, you’d go through it together.

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Hii! I saw your requests were open so I started SPEEDING!! Anyway, I was wondering if I could request a little drabble with Megumi and Gojo with a GN s/o that gets sent on a hard mission and is forced to use their domain (you come up with it since I have no brainpower) and after using it their eyes become pitch black with no sclera (the white part of your eyes) so I’m just wondering what their reaction would be the first time they saw it😭

A/N: I’ve got a few WIPs I need to finish, but they’re scenarios. I wanted to do HCs, because they’re much easier to write, so I picked this request for that. I didn’t really know what kind of domain to do either, so I just didn’t specify it. THe HCs for each character ended up very different, because I kinda wanted to do two different angles

~Gojo Satoru~

•Gojo got to you just as you fell out of the domain, that had been floating high up in the air

•You’d won your fight, and you’d released your technique, but you were too exhausted to break your fall

•Gojo of course caught you midair and teleported to the ground with you

•You were breathing quite shallowly, and you were covered in wounds of different severity, but nothing life threatening

•When you opened your eyes, Gojo was shocked to see they were totally black

•You were starting to panic, because you couldn’t see anything

•Gojo tried to calm you down, since getting agitated would only worsen your injuries and would not help the situation

•Hearing you cry out “I can’t see! I can’t see!” was heart-wrenching, and he decided to get you back to Jujutsu High for treatment as fast as he could

•Of course that was his intention all along, but now he was really in a hurry

•Gojo was reassuring you the whole time as he carried you back to Jujutsu High

•”It’s gonna be okay doll, I’m sure this is temporary” he said, trying to calm himself at the same time

•In his head he was more like “Wtf, wtf, what the hell am I gonna do?”

•Gojo wanted to be there for your treatment, but Shoko kicked him out of the room, because she needed to focus

•Gojo was just pacing back and forth behind the door, impatient as usual

•After a while, Shoko came out of the room, and just told Gojo to get in there

•You were sitting on the bed, and when you raised your head, your eyes were almost back to normal, just a little bit of blackness left on the edges

•Gojo was really relieved and so were you, it’s a pretty scary experience to go blind and not know if it’s temporary or not

•He knelt down in front of you and put his hands on your cheeks, brushing his thumbs under your eyes

•He just stared at you straight in the eye for a while, until your eyes were back to normal

•Gojo doesn’t really get scared for himself, like ever, but seeing someone he loves in such a panicked and scared state, really rattled him

•He asks if you’re okay, and you just nod, placing your hand on top of his on your cheek

•You’re just really tired and Shoko said you should stay at the infirmary for the night, just to make sure you’re okay

•So you decide to go sleep, your eyes still hurt and you can feel a headache coming on

•Gojo makes sure you’re okay, before he has to leave for another mission

•You’re okay the next day, but Shoko told you that whole after effect thing was probably going to happen again, which you didn’t tell Gojo, you didn’t want him to worry

•He of course finds out eventually, and he’s kinda pissy about you not telling him

~Fushiguro Megumi~

•You and Megumi got separated during a fight and when he finally found you, you were unconscious on the floor

•He’s of course worried, but he keeps a cool head and checks on you

•You seem to be fine, minimal injuries, but even when you wake up a moment later, you’re pretty out of it

•When you open your eyes, Megumi is visibly shocked, because your eyes have turned pitch black

•He asks if you’re okay and if you can see, which you find to be a bit of an odd question, because you can see just fine

•You question why he’s even asking you that and he tells you your eyes are totally black

•”WHAT?!” you exclaim and scramble to get your phone out of your pocket

•You turn on the front camera and you can see that your eyes are in fact totally black

•You’re not in pain, at least not any more than you’d expect to be with your injuries

•Megumi doesn’t really know what to do, because you don’t really seem to be any serious pain nor does the darkening of your eyes seem to impair your sight

•He just helps you up and the two of you start walking back to where you’re supposed to get picked up

•He does occasionally ask you if there’s any change in how you feel, but there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with your eyes

•Your eyes start clearing up after a few hours and are completely back to normal in about 24 hours

•Megumi thought it was kind of weird, but nothing more, a domain can have some weird effects on a person’s body, so he feels like it’s not that out of the ordinary

•He does kind of keep hovering around you more than normal, because he just wants to make sure you’re okay, and that you don’t suddenly go blind or something

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i'm the one who just wrote the x reader exhausted with life request, could they also be students in their last year of high school? bc that's where i am and i just don't really care to push through and graduate just to struggle through college

Yeah I can do that. I just wanted to answer this and say that it might take me a while to write it, because I'm really busy like all the time with university. I'll try to get this written during the weekend, but I can't really promise anything. I usually consider requests like the one you sent to be a priority, so it's at the top of my list. I wish you well :D

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Knight in Shining Armor

A/N: Hahaa, guess who’s going to use their whole day writing fanfiction instead of doing school stuff? Meeeeeeeee. Guess who’s also actually going to finish only one of the WIPs they’ve started? Meeee. Procrastination for the win babyyy. Geto it is, once again… non curse au I guess

It was one of those days again, not a good one, but not really a bad one either, just bland, just nothing. You had worked on your university assignments for hours last evening, and now all your motivation was gone. You felt like it was going to be another day of procrastination.

Maybe you should text Geto to see if you could go over to his place, at least that would give you something to do. The walk would help clear your head too.

“Can I come over?” you texted Geto.

“Right now?” came an answer.

“Yeah. Or is it not a good time?”

“It’s fine, I was just about to start making dinner. I’ll make enough for two :)”

“Thanks, I’ll be there soon” you messaged back.

You put on some proper clothes, instead of the stuff you wore when you were alone. Leaving the apartment in your pajama pants and a tank top didn’t really seem like a good idea. Even though Geto probably wouldn’t mind. You gathered your things, threw on a jacket and put on your shoes, before leaving for Geto’s place.

It was a nice walk, the day was cloudy, but the sun peeked out from behind the clouds every now and then. You were listening to music on your headphones while you walked, so you didn’t immediately notice the guy that was yelling at you from across the street. You finally saw him in your peripheral vision when he started to approach you. You tried to ignore him, since it never did any good to entertain these types of people. Geto’s place was around the corner, so you were just hoping he would leave you alone. When he grabbed your shoulder, you flinched and backed away, but even then you could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“What’s up sweet tits? Come on, have some fun with me” he suggested with a raspy voice.

“No-no thanks, I’m in a hurry” you said shakily, trying to walk away from him.

He grabbed you by your wrist, stopping you from leaving the situation: “I wasn’t really askin, bitch”

You tried to pull away, but he had a tight grip on you. You were looking around frantically, but there weren’t many people around and those who were, didn’t seem to care. Then you heard a smack sound, something crunching, and the grip on your wrist went away.

“You really shouldn’t grab people like that” you heard a familiar voice say from beside you to the guy that was now on the ground, holding his nose.

“Suguru?” you asked with a clear tremble in your voice.

“Are you okay? He didn’t hurt you, did he?” Geto asked, scanning you with his eyes, making sure you were okay.

“Just a little shook up, I’ll be fine. Thank you” you muttered.

“Let’s go” Geto said, taking your hand, still glaring at the man that had dared to put his hands on you.

You were almost at Geto’s apartment, when the realization hit you. How did he know you were in trouble and where you were?

“How did you know to come help me?” you inquired.

“I was coming out of the store when I noticed you. I was just getting some groceries, because I was missing some things to make the dinner and happened to be there at the right time” he shrugged.

“So you don’t have some weird supernatural ability to know when I’m in trouble, and to just materialize there?” you joked.

“Not that I know of, at least, I just have excellent timing” he smiled.

“And what good timing you have, I thought I was about to get hurt” you shuddered, thinking about what could’ve happened.

“People like that should really learn to keep their hands to themselves” Geto huffed.

“Couldn’t agree more” you groaned, rubbing your wrist where the guy had grabbed you.

Geto noticed you rubbing your wrist, and it just made his blood boil. He didn’t let it show, but he was really angry at the guy that had put his hands on you. He probably would have hit him until his knuckles bled if he had a little less self-control. He didn’t like people putting their hands on someone without an invitation, but with you, he was even angrier about it than he would normally be, you were his partner after all.

You were at Geto’s door when he asked: “Are you sure you’re okay, love?”

“Like I said, just a bit shook up, and it’s not like this hasn’t happened before”

“It sucks that you have to deal with people like that” Geto groaned as he opened the door to his apartment, clearly annoyed.

“Yeah, but there’s not really anything I can do about it. Some people are just idiots” you sighed.

“Don’t I know it” he said as the two of you entered his apartment.

“Thanks for saving my butt, Suguru. I appreciate it” you said while taking off your shoes.

“Of course, love. I’ll save your ass any time you need it” he smiled that gentle, close eyed smile of his.

“Thank you” you smiled, looking at him adoringly.

“You’re welcome” he smirked and leaned in to kiss you.

You closed the distance between you and kissed him. Every time you kissed, it made your heart flutter. He just had that effect on you. You were so thankful that he was there to save your ass. Your knight in shining armor.

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Bad touch

A/N: Okay, so I got a request on wattpad (like probably months ago) for Gojo learning about reader’s past physical and sexual abuse, and the reader craving physical touch. I’m very touch avoidant, partly because the trauma and abuse in my past, but I tried writing this with the reader wanting a lot of positive physical affection because of the negative touch they’ve experienced before. Also there's this post about reader that went through cocsa if you wanna read that

Gojo knew he could be very clingy himself, especially when he was annoyed or upset, or when he missed you, or when he was happy, so all the time really. Not that he really cared if he came across as clingy, as long as it didn’t bother you. For some reason you had been even more affectionate than him lately, it didn’t bother him, why would it, but he was wondering what the reason might be.

The two of you were sitting on the couch, and you were glued to his side, while he drew circles on your upper arm with his fingertips.

“Doll?” Gojo asked.

“Hmmm?” you answered, raising your gaze to him.

“You feeling okay? You’ve been kinda… off lately”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know” he groaned. “I just feel like something’s bothering you”

“Nothing is wrong, not right now anyway…” you muttered, leaning away from him a bit.

“Well that’s a bit of a cliffhanger” Gojo noted.

“Is it though? Is it really?” you asked sarcastically, not really wanting the conversation to turn where you felt it was going.

“Well now I definitely know there’s something wrong!” Gojo exclaimed. “Come on, talk to me”

“I don’t understand why you think something’s off with me. What did I do?” you asked.

“You’re being extra affectionate lately, and while I do enjoy it, I don’t know why” Gojo explained. “And I hate not knowing why”

You sighed. Perhaps it was time you told him. You’d never really liked talking about your past, you much preferred to live in the here and now, instead of wallowing in the misery that thinking about it brought you. You’d been through a lot, and you weren’t going to give him a detailed explanation, but he deserved to know why you were the way you were.

“I guess I just want someone who touches me in a way I like, instead of in a bad way, and to have the choice to touch someone in a way I and they like too. I know that’s a very childish way of explaining it, but I don’t really want to get into the details of all the shit that happened to me before”

“Okay, what I’m getting from this is that someone hurt you badly in the past. I’m also curious why you haven’t told me about it before?” Gojo asked, sounding genuinely curious and worried.

“Yeah… that’s pretty much the gist of it. I don’t really know why I haven’t told you, I guess it just hasn’t come up?” you shrugged. “And it’s not something I like to reminisce about”

“I get that” Gojo nodded. “I wouldn’t like to think about something like that either”

“You’re definitely the good touch type of person to me by the way, I love getting affection from you” you sighed softly and snuggled closer to him.

“I wouldn’t enjoy showering you with affection if you didn’t like it, so that’s great to hear” Gojo chuckled, squeezing your shoulder.

“You love and respect me, you want me to enjoy what you want to give me, and I love that about you” you said and grabbed his hand, pressing a kiss on the back of his palm.

“That’s how it’s supposed to be, ya know” he noted. “I don’t know who hurt you in the past, or how, but they must have been a real asshole”

“They were… I’m just glad I have you now. You might be an idiot someti-”

“I’m not an idiot, but if I was, I would be your idiot” Gojo cut you off.

“Aaaw, my idiotic prince” you laughed.

Gojo loved that laugh, it was music to his ears, so bright, so joyful. He didn’t know what had happened to you in the past, but he was sure you would tell him when you felt like it. When the time was right, you would let him know about whatever, whoever it was that had hurt you. When that time came he would be there for you, because he loved you. More than anyone or anything, and as long as it was up to him, no one would ever hurt you again.

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Hiiiii so this is anonymous because I was horribly cringy and I'm embarrassed finding my request like a year or two later. So I'm so sorry. Your a great writer I was like really overly descriptive and just bein odd. I was odd. It was just odd. So yea I wanted to apologize. I'm so sorry for my past cringe and my inability to not overshare at that time 🥲 I hope you have a really good day

Well hello anon, good to have you back. I honestly don't know which requests you could be referring to, because I very, very, very rarely think anything you guys ask me is cringe. No need to apologize, you sound like you were just really enthusiastic about your requests, which I love :D I hope you have a good day too <3

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It’s been so long since I’ve popped by TT

How are you??? I’ve been out of the mha fandom for a while but I missed your writing and I think I’m getting back into it. I really hope you’re well!

You're gonna get one of my long ass answers, because I'm incapable of answering anything shortly.

I'm doing good, I'm in university currently and actually started my about 5 week-ish practical training yesterday. Idk what it's really called, maybe a work study? I'm at a place that hosts different kinds of workshops for young people with mental health issues and who just need something to do during recovery. It's a really cool place and I like the people a lot, and my mentor or whatever is also really nice. The work study or whatever the hell I'm gonna call it is going to be keeping me really busy, and then I have to go to school for a few days a month. Oh boy, Idk if I'm gonna survive this, but I'm hopeful :D

Happy to hear you might be getting back into MHA, I'm gonna keep writing it, but I'm kinda more focused on Jujutsu Kaisen, because it's my current interest. I hope you're doing well too!

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I love them way too much ❤️

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Hawks♡

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Could you write something abt Toji (JJK) and his lover (female early 20s) cuddling you can add anything you want❤️ I just want an loving and intimate moment between them🥹😌

A/N: Decided to do a scenario for this, I’m procrastinating to avoid my school assignments lol. I really need to go to sleep so I apologize if this is nonsense, but I think it ended up being okay

You’d had a long day at work again, and you were exhausted. Toji hadn’t been home for a couple of days and as usual, he didn’t let you know how long he would be away. You weren’t really sure he himself knew when he would even come back, but it would be nice to hear from him. At least to know that he wasn’t dead in a ditch somewhere, not that that was really a concern, he was very rarely even injured on his jobs.

You were dragging your feet, not wanting to go home to an empty apartment. At least you had leftovers from last night’s take out, so you had something to eat when you got home.

When your home finally came into view, you noticed there were lights on in the apartment. You had been in a hurry in the morning, but it was very rare for you to forget to turn off the lights. You just sighed, the thought of Toji being back not even crossing your mind. You just climbed up the stairs to the second floor and entered your apartment with a yawn.

You noticed a pair of familiar, big shoes in the hall, and a smile spread across your face. He was back.

“Toji?” you called out, just to make sure.

“I‘m here, princess” a voice came from the living room.

You suddenly found yourself feeling a lot less tired than before. You quickly kicked off your shoes and hung up your jacket, before making your way to the living room. Toji was sitting on the couch, a can of beer on the coffee table in front of him. In addition to the beer can, there was an empty box on the table that used to have your leftovers in it.

“You ate my food” you stated as you placed your hands on his shoulders while standing behind him.

“Yeah, I was starvin” Toji said, leaning his head back to look at you. “But there’s more in the fridge”

“Oh? Well aren’t you considerate” you said with a smirk and kissed him on the forehead, before making your way to the fridge.

After you were done eating, you basically glued yourself to Toji’s side on the couch. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and you started watching a movie. Not even thirty minutes after you’d started the movie, you were already feeling sleepy. That particular work day had really taken everything out of you.

“I think I’m gonna go to bed, I’m really tired” you yawned.

“I think I’ll join you” Toji said, stretching as he got up from the couch.

You walked to the bedroom, throwing all your clothes on the floor aside from your panties, before grabbing one of Toji’s t-shirts from the closet and throwing it on. He followed your example of throwing his clothes into a pile on the floor, aside from his underwear. You both went to brush your teeth, but you stopped on your tracks when he turned his back on you to leave the bathroom.

“You should tell me when you get hurt” you said shakily from behind him.

“It’s just a scratch, don’t worry about it” Toji said, rubbing the back of his neck as he stopped walking.

“It doesn’t look like scratch, more like it might need stitches” you carefully place your hand on his left shoulder blade, where a big gash now decorated his skin. It was almost as long as your hand.

“I’m fine princess, I promise” Toji sighed, turning around and taking your hand. “We were supposed to go to bed, remember?”

“Yeah, I know, but you can’t fault me for worrying” you sighed.

Toji pulled you along and you settled into bed, where you snuggled up next to him. He could still see that your eyes were filled with worry and that you were upset he hadn’t told you.

“Hey, my heart’s still beatin ain’t it?” Toji said, grabbing your hand and placing it on his chest.

You closed your eyes for a moment, just focusing on feeling his heartbeat under your palm. It was there, as strong and steady as always.

“Yeah, it is” you muttered.

Toji caressed your shoulder as you laid on your side, facing him.

“You got nothin to worry about princess, I ain’t goin nowhere” he said and pressed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

“I know, but I’d still like to know if you get hurt. I can help you with that at least you know” you said as you drew circles on his chest with your finger.

“I’ll make sure to tell you about every scrape I get from now on” Toji smirked.

“Good” you smiled and pulled him closer.

You kissed the corner of his mouth, where his scar was, before whispering: “Sweet dreams, lover boy” and cuddling to his chest.

“Sweet dreams indeed” Toji muttered, as he settled next to you on the bed, holding you close.

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Dirty Dishes, feat Geto

A/N: Guess who’s venting again. I’m okay, and I’m hopeful that this is just a momentary slump, but things do kinda suck atm. I guess this would be a non-curse AU one, the reader is in university, Geto has already graduated and is working somewhere unspecified. The reader and Geto are not living together yet

You had been laying in bed, playing around on your laptop the whole day. You had opened a few of your school assignments, multiple times actually. You just couldn’t come up with anything for your learning diary, and the research for your essay wasn’t going well either.

“Screw this” you muttered and closed your laptop, getting up from the bed and placing the laptop on what was supposed to be your work table.

Nowadays, the table just seemed like a storage place for your dozens of water cups and bottles. There was also a rectangular empty spot on the table, next to all the bottles and cups, which housed your laptop. The rectangle was also devoid of the dust that had settled on every other surface of the room. You really needed to clean, but you couldn’t be bothered to.

Geto hadn’t been over to your place for about a month. You hadn’t let him, you were too ashamed of the state of your home. You had always gone over to his place, or you’d just gone out with him. You didn’t want to let him into your apartment, because of the state of disarray it was in.

You had been so preoccupied with your laptop the whole day, you hadn’t even noticed Geto’s texts. So when your doorbell rang, you had no idea who it was. You went to check the peephole and there he stood, your boyfriend.

“No no no no no, fuck” you groaned with a hint of annoyance in your voice.

You didn't want to let him in. Maybe you should just pretend you weren’t home? Your lights were on though, so he already knew you were there. You didn’t want to leave him standing outside either. You debated about it in your head for a moment, before deciding to see what he wanted. You didn’t really want to let him in, but you felt like you didn’t really have a choice. Maybe him breaking up with you over your disgusting living habits would finally get you to clean.

You opened the door, and found Geto carrying two bags of groceries that you hadn’t noticed when you had checked the peephole.

“Hi Suguru” you greeted as you moved aside so he could get in.

“Hey love” he smiled, setting down the grocery bags to take off his jacket.

“What are you doing here?” you inquired, as nicely as you possibly could.

“You didn’t answer my messages, so I decided to come see you. Plus, I thought I’d make you some food”

“That’s a nice thought” you sighed. “But I would have rather come to you”

Geto was growing a bit suspicious of what was going on with you. You were standing in the small corridor leading to the rest of your apartment, as if you didn’t want him to go past you.

“Is everything okay?” Geto asked with a worried look on his face.

“Yeah, I just wasn’t expecting you” you tried to assure him, but you weren’t very convincing.

“Let me put these in the fridge, and we can talk, okay?” Geto said, pushing past you and walking further into the apartment.

You almost wanted to physically stop him, but you stopped yourself from reaching for him and just followed him into the kitchen quietly.

Geto hadn’t been to your place for a while, but he had to admit that he was surprised about the state of your home. He moved a couple of juice cartons out of the way, before setting the grocery bags on the table. He looked around the kitchen. Your sink and the counter next to it were full of dirty dishes and your table was covered in all kinds of trash, such as juice cartons and empty cups of yogurt.

“Oh love” Geto sighed compassionately.

You had managed to keep your crying quiet up to that point, but as soon as he said that, you just started sobbing, which made Geto whip around and pull you into a hug.

“I-I know it’s dis-it’s disgusting, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice you were having such a hard time. It’s not disgusting, it just happens sometimes, you have nothing to be sorry for” Geto comforted you as you cried in his arms.

You didn’t want him to see you like this. You could keep up appearances for a while, a couple of days even when you spent the night at his place, but you couldn’t take care of your home right now. You could barely take care of yourself.

Geto held you as you cried, and when you eventually calmed down and took a step back from him, he still held your hand.

“It’s okay love, I know it can be hard to take care of your home when you can’t even really take care of yourself, I’ve been there” Geto smiled gently.

“You have?” you wiped your cheeks with your sleeve as you gave him a bit of a confused look.

“Yeah, I guess I haven’t really talked about it, but I had a hard time around the time high school ended for me, so I do get what you’re going through” he said, rubbing circles on the back of your palm with his thumb.

“What helped you with it? I know I’ve been through this before and I feel like I should be able to deal with this by now, but I feel like it’s harder every damn time” you sniffled.

“Satoru helped me through it. He was already my best friend back then and even though he was really annoying and obnoxious, he did help me a lot” Geto explained.

“That sounds like Gojo to be honest”

“The annoying and obnoxious part, or the helping part?” Geto joked.

“Both?” you chuckled.

“There’s that smile” he said and placed a hand on your cheek.

You leaned your head into his hand and looked up at him lovingly.

“I’m going to start doing the dishes, you can help if you feel like it or do something else, but I promise I’ll help you with this”

“I can start by collecting the trash from the table. It’s easier for me to do things when you’re here”

“That sounds good to me” Geto said.

“Hey Suguru?”

“Yes?”

“Thank you for helping me, I appreciate it” you said and kissed his palm that was on your cheek.

“Of course love” Geto smiled and pressed a kiss on your forehead, before stepping back and turning toward the mountain of dishes.

“Let’s get started” you smiled.

Things were always easier when he was around.