#Shinazugawa Sensei

[sanemi-the-teach]

“Uncle Sanemi… I think I did a bad…”

~Kazi

Oh boy, here we go... goodbye era of peace, hello torture.

Alright, what did you do?

[creepypastalover97]

Behold my crushes!

Can you guess who is my favorite?

Can you guess my type?

Can you guess who I would refer as my spouse?

[chiharuhashibira]

What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student 👀

Hey guys~ As promised! I am here again in one of my... favourite masterpiece 🤭

Thank you for answering the poll we had before~

So this will be the plan for the NSFW Series, I will finish our Special Class: Chemistry with Obanai then proceed with one chapter of the Tsugoku X Hashira and one chapter of the Oiran X Hashira.

Hope it works with y'all. Love yah hoho

Honestly I am so happy that I writing for this series again 😍

Anyways, let's start. You are very quiet 22 yo graduating-student. Obanai is 29.

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: 𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Age Gap/Suggestive/Curse Words/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit/Mentions of Death/Angst/Tragedy

Minors DNI.

🌸𝑶𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒊 𝑰𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐🌸

(Images are not mine, credits to the rightful owner)

"Is that all you've got?"

Your chemistry professor, Obanai Iguro, spoke, his voice slicing through the air like a blade. Feeling the biting pain of his apathy more than any harsh criticism, you grimaced inside as you heard his remarks. His intense scrutiny pressed down on your already fragile self-assurance, forcing you to look downward.

"I... I'm trying my best, Iguro-sensei." You felt your insides tremble as you spoke with a low voice, which could barely be audible under the quiet hum of the fluorescent light inside his classroom.

You're usually the jolliest and most active student in all science classes, particularly chemistry, because you want to be a chemist. But then, everything changed four years ago when the woman you regarded as an older sister passed away because of her dedication to science and education.

You hated science. You barely make an effort at it right now because it triggers you so much. But, of course, you don't want your professor to know that. Especially because of the rumours about his "allergy to women" and so on. Of course, he wouldn't understand your pain.

With his visage frozen in place, Obanai studied you dispassionately, as if you were a specimen in an exhibit. He repeated, "Your best?" He spoke with an acidic undertone of doubt. "Well, Y/N-san..."

You gulped.

"Your best? It seems severely lacking," Obanai added, his comments cutting through your delicate self-esteem. "Perhaps you should reconsider your actions before I end up failing you this semester. Chemistry's not for the faint of heart."

After saying that, he looked away, shifting his focus elsewhere, leaving you to grapple with the aftermath of his heartless disregard. However, one could not help but detect a hint of warmth and longing concealed beneath the academic dispassion that adorned their facade of indifference.

"I heard another student cried at Shinazugawa-san's classes earlier."

"I know, right! Someone also cried at Tomioka-sensei's. What's wrong with these professors?"

"I don't know. There's another professor, though, who is a terror. That... that weird face mask guy."

"Oh, Iguro-sensei."

"Yes! I'm glad I'm not in his class."

"Yeah, me too. We're lucky that we're in Rengoku-sensei's classes all day. I wouldn't ever complain. He's a ray of sunshine!"

"Uzui-sensei too... He's handsome, too. We're so lucky!"

"DAMN YOU KIDS! YOU'RE SO NOISY! GO BACK TO YOUR CLASSES!"

You watched as Shinazugawa-sensei stepped out of his class to yell at those two talkative students. You gulped, feeling scared that he might yell at you too. But fortunately, he didn't. You can't bear having additional stress today, especially after hearing Obanai's words earlier.

But then, you clearly remembered your earlier encounter. Looking into his enigmatic eyes, you can't help but wonder about that sudden flicker of emotion that he showed you. It's hard to believe, but it seems like there is more than meets the eye when it comes to Obanai. And yes, you're kind of curious to know what that is.

You didn't know that Obanai was secretly watching you on the corner. He's used to hearing students complain about him, so it's surprising that you didn't escalate the situation after hearing them. Especially considering what he did earlier.

"Am I too harsh again, Kaburamaru?" He asked the harmless snake, who was just busy slithering on his shoulders. No answer came, of course, so then Obanai just went back to his lonely classroom.

In the days that passed, Obanai's harsh words still haven't left your mind. But yes, even if you wanted to do your best, his subject is just so hard to deal with, not because you find it hard, but because of the sad memories that it brings you.

As you sit and listen to him in his classes, you can't help but find yourself grappling with a tumult of emotions. So one afternoon, you were astounded to feel a presence beside you, only to discover it was the chemistry professor. You were startled to see his heterochromatic eyes fixate on you with an intensity that took your breath away.

"Y/N-san," he said, his voice more muted than you'd ever heard before, but with an understated strength in its tone. "May I have a word with you?"

Your heartbeats were quickening at the unexpected invitation. "Of course, Iguro-sensei," you replied, your voice tinged with a mixture of apprehension and curiosity.

Obanai led you to a secluded corner of the hallway, away from prying eyes and wandering ears of the other college students. As you both stood there, bathed in the soft glow of afternoon light, you couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in Obanai's demeanour—a concern that belied his usual stoic composure.

"I've been watching you, Y/N." Your chemistry professor began with his heterochromatic eyes, meeting yours with unwavering curiosity. "You seem to be more lost than when I first talked to you. Is there anything you need to tell me?"

"As far as I know, there's none, sensei."

Obanai raised one eyebrow at you and crossed his arms, only to reveal Kaburamaru, who was hiding beneath his oversized lab coat. You blink in confusion at what you are seeing right now. You have heard the students talk about Iguro bringing his pet snake to the university a lot of times. However, you regarded those as purely rumours.

But seeing the white snake right now, you can't help but be amazed. You also had a pet snake in the past, which you and your best friend used to take care of. "Oh, what's its name?"

"Kaburamaru."

"I see. It looks beautiful..."

"Oh? You're not afraid of him?"

"No. I'm not. He reminds me of the snake that I used to see on our garden before."

"Oh..."

"Yes, sensei. Hmmm, when I was just 5, I used to see a white snake in our garden. I even tried to touch it."

The oozing tension and unwelcoming aura that Obanai used to blanket himself with seemed to fade as his eyes widened with what you said. He looked amused right now, and that kind of calmed you down. 

"I see..."

It looks like he wanted to ask more, but then nothing came. So, you decided to get straight to the point.

"Iguro-sensei, I've got to go. I'm so sorry if I always disappoint you in class. I really do."

You said you felt guilty for letting your emotions always take hold of you. But before you could go, Iguro handed you something.

"A notebook?"

"Yeah. Try to study with those notes. Perhaps it could help."

You took the white notebook from his hand and gave him a small smile. "Thank you, sensei."

You swear that before Obanai turned around, you saw his cheek turn pink. That left you dazed, but then, it's none of your business.

Despite the amusement that you have felt for knowing Obanai has a soft spot, you can't help but not believe yourself for what happened. Why did he give you this notebook? Why is he observing you in the first place?

It kind of made you shiver, as you felt like one wrong move and bad things would happen with Obanai. Interpreting that moment as a sign of his concern for you, you chose to give him the benefit of the doubt. Perhaps...

After showering, you sat on your study table and looked at the innocuous photo in front of you. It was your best friend and non-blood-related older sister, Shinobu Kocho, who had passed away. How you've missed her and the time when she's just there for you. You loved the girl so much that you wanted to be like her.

You never would have thought that one day you'd end up hating something you love for taking someone away from you.

"Shinobu-san, I'm sorry for being a failure. I... I'll try my best to bring back my passion."

You whispered in the air, realising that, yes, if the woman is still here, she wouldn't want you to fail.

With that sudden flame igniting inside you, you opened the notebook Obanai had given you. Goosebumps formed on your body as you traced his handwriting. He has good handwriting, and you can't help but smile because of it.

It reminded you of Shinobu's wonderful handwriting, which you have always adored but also sort of didn't, as Obanai wrote in cursive.

And with that, as if by magic, time passed. You didn't realise that it was actually two in the morning when you finally stopped reviewing. Yes. It has been the first time again that you have let yourself get too absorbed in anything related to science for more than an hour.

It kind of felt overwhelming. Yes, it is overwhelming, as suddenly everything started to make sense again. All the things that you studied before came back. And perhaps it is due to the simplicity with which Obanai explained things in that notebook.

It seemed as though he had specifically designed it for that purpose. To make chemistry simple, which is too different from how he explains things in class.

For some reason, you felt a bit happy. Even if Obanai may appear nonchalant and harsh, he seems to really care. This simple gesture unlocked so many memories.

And even your promise to Shinobu before came back to you, pushing you harder to do better this time.

This is all because Obanai has made an effort to kind of talk to you at the uni this afternoon. And yes, he is cold but that gesture had gave warmth to your frozen heart.

A few days had passed, and one Saturday night, you found yourself sitting in a public library, reading the notes from Obanai's notebook. After the night of your realisation, you felt your passion for science spark again. And yes, it reflected on your grades.

However, Iguro still didn't speak to you after that day. No praise, not even a bat of an eye. You're just there again, invisible, despite doing your best.

Feeling a bit low, you decided to ditch the library and head towards the nearest coffee shop. All you wanted now was to chill and perhaps let your mind rest for a while.

But before you could reach the coffee shop, you accidentally bumped into someone. Without wasting time, you bowed down to apologise, and there, a familiar voice came into your senses.

Your eyes widened, and then, when you looked up, you met those familiar and enigmatic eyes. "S-sensei?" you asked, wondering why in the world would fate bring him to you tonight.

You were trying your best to forget him and his nonchalant attitude towards you, which is really weird after he gave you that notebook. Yes, you were expecting him to be a bit nicer, but he became colder.

"What are you doing here?"

He's still wearing his mask. I wish I could just see his face. You thought as you proceeded to take in his presence. Clad in a striped hoodie and black pants, Obanai could pass off as a university student. He looks young for a professor in the first place.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

"Oh sensei. Sorry, I was—"

"Spacing out. I know. It's okay. I know it's surprising to see your professor around here."

You were astounded when he talked casually to you. He never did that at school. Oh well, that's because he's apparently your professor. You wanted to slap yourself for your foolish thoughts.

"What's up with you?" Obanai added, which made you blink in surprise. He wants to know what's up with me.

"Nothing much sensei... Just—"

"I'm going to cut you there." He said, and suddenly leaned in on you, which made you blush. His voice went out as a whisper as he told you,

"We're outside the university. It's Obanai, okay? I don't want the people around getting the wrong idea."

"Sorry sen— Obanai-san..."

He straightened up and crossed his arms, piercing you with his fierce eyes once again. "So you were saying?"

"Oh, I was just reviewing. Just heading to the coffee shop now to grab a coffee. How about you?" You said, trying to hide your nervousness from your casual tone. Obanai scratched his chin and shrugged his shoulders.

"Nothing much. Just another Saturday night in the pub, I guess."

WHAT? HE DRINKS? You couldn't hide the flabbergasted expression on your face as you heard those words coming from his mouth. You never thought of Iguro as some guy you'd see in pubs. So this information is shocking to you.

Obanai saw this expression and raised an eyebrow. "Is it weird to hear a grown ass man going to a pub? Why are you looking at me like that? Prick..."

"Sorry... I'm just... weird sometimes. Don't mind me."

"Okay. So, you heading towards the coffee shop? Want me to come with you? It's quite dangerous to walk alone in these streets at night."

This night is definitely getting weirder... in a nice way?

Obanai, asking to walk with you? The stern and cold-hearted chemistry professor, caring for you? You bit your lip and felt a bit flustered.

Yes, he's your professor, but he's also a guy. And it's the first time that a guy has ever offered you this. You know that it isn't too much. It's most likely lower than the bare minimum, but then a part of you started to flutter. You know it's wrong, and it's weird... but... For some reason, you just didn't care.

"Are you sure I'm not going to be a bother with you and your pub appointment?"

"No. I'm kind of thinking to drop the pub thing tonight, actually. Can I join your coffee appointment instead?"

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just want to? Is that an enough reason?"

"Yes, actually."

You found yourself sitting face-to-face with Obanai in your favourite coffee shop, wondering why he was here in the first place if he wouldn't order at all. Feeling a bit conscious, you fixed your braids and decided to take a sip of your coffee.

"Why didn't you order anything? If you want to go to the pub, it's okay."

"I just... don't eat much. And I hate coffee."

"Then why did you go with me here, sensei?"

"Obanai."

"There's no one around. And you're my sensei; we can't hide that fact."

"You're pissing me off."

"I'm not trying too, though. It's just..."

"Why did you stop? It's just what?"

Obanai's voice suddenly sounded a bit offended and sad. You gulped and looked down, stopping yourself from saying that this looks weird because somehow you wanted the company.

"Nothing"

"You can tell me directly if you don't want the company. I just came here to... to make sure you'll be alright. But I guess trying to be nice doesn't always pay off?"

You felt guilty as you watched Obanai stand up from his seat. So then, letting your intrusive thoughts win, you grabbed his hand and pulled him down. "Stay." You didn't care if his allergy to women would be triggered by this contact. All you wanted to do now was kind of comfort him.

Obanai looked at your hand and back to you with question marks almost becoming visible on his face. "Y/N..."

"Sorry..."

"It's okay. I'm used to it."

"I want the company. So stay, Obanai."

The facade of emptiness in Obanai's eyes was shattered after hearing your words. It seems like a memory has suddenly been unlocked inside of him. But then, no words came out of his lips. So you spoke up once again, trying to lighten up the mood.

"So... where are you going after this?" You asked innocently, which made the guy shrug his shoulders again. Obanai isn't speaking again.

You realised that he was looking at your hand, which was still holding him, so you pulled away and tried your best to hide your blush.

After you had let go of his hand, Obanai finally got the strength to speak up. "Walk you home."

"You're not pissed off with me anymore?"

"No."

"Okay."

"Okay."

And there... Again, you found yourself ending the night with Obanai walking you home in silence. Yes, it was awkward, but for some reason, it felt a bit warm. And you kind of felt happy.

Yes, he's your professor, but for this night, he made you feel like a normal girl. And yes, it is special, as you haven't felt that in a long while.

Actually... you have been feeling this for a while. Wanting his attention and care so bad and you didn't know when it started. It just sparked again after he lent you the notebook.

But you know you shouldn't feel this so, you forced yourself to stop. And you'll do it again this time.

On the other hand, Obanai found himself slithering back to the pub, letting his loneliness get a hold of him. Yes. He's lonely. And yes, he regretted what he just did. Just because you reminded him of something so important before doesn't mean that he should be as vulnerable as at that time.

You're his student. And yes, he reminded himself of that. You're just his student now. And it should stay that way.

Days have passed, and here we go again. As if that night never happened, Iguro didn't talk to you that way again. It kind of hurts because even if you wanted to hide your feelings so bad, you still wanted him to look at you and speak to you, the same way as that night.

But you have no choice. Even if you had the urge to bring up how confused you are, you didn't. You can't speak to him that way again. Like what you said that night, he is your professor and you cannot hide that fact.

So, you just did your best in his class, trying your best to focus on your promise with Shinobu, trying to fix all your mess.

Little did you know, but the chemistry professor has noticed how you've changed since the day he lent you those notes. You've turned the tables, as if suddenly you were his star student.

He had grown fond of seeing you answer his questions correctly. Especially when you started leading chemistry projects and stuff.

And beneath those observations, Obanai can't help but also adore how beautiful your confidence looks on you. Yes, he was dying to talk to you. But he can't bring himself to do so. He just can't say it but there's tonnes of things that he had been wanting to tell you.

"Iguro-sensei. Thank you for this notebook. I've finished studying them all, and it helped me a lot. I will return it to you now. Sorry if it took me too long to do so."

Obanai was astounded by your voice and presence. He looked up at you with an empty stare and simply nodded. After putting the notebook on the desk, you were about to go when, suddenly, Iguro spoke up in a soft tone.

"No worries. You actually started to do well."

With his words, your face lightened. Feeling your heartbeat race, you fought the urge to smile as you knew that things would not end with him praising you. You still need to pass the class. You need to make Shinobu proud, even if she's gone.

But then, cutting off those thoughts, Obanai stood up from his seat and walked in front of you. You were astounded by the sudden closeness, but of course, you didn't move.

The chemistry professor's heterochromatic eyes pierced within your soul, forcing you to look away. Heat crept up on your face, and you felt that the atmosphere had become a bit more intense.

A sudden, foolish thought had managed to escape from the cages of your mind.

Is Iguro-sensei going to kiss me?

Yes. Rising again from deep within your frustrations on his subject and the pain that it causes you is this feeling. And it is slowly burning you into ashes.

That's why it hurts more when he tells you you're not good enough. That's why you didn't get angry at him when he did so. That's why you hated those people who spoke badly of him.

That's why you wanted his attention again like that night when he made you feel like a normal girl.

Yes, Iguro can be so difficult, but he somehow brings this comfort to you. You have no idea why, but it's like you've known him forever, and you've been longing for his presence.

He feels familiar, but he also does not.

Obanai's hand felt warm on your cheek. The chemistry professor suddenly found the courage to caress your cheek, which made you blush. But then, his next words killed those flusters in just a blink of an eye, rubbing salt on your scars.

"You did well, Y/N-san. Keep it up, okay? You'll make Shinobu proud."

Those words. That name.

You almost found yourself shutting down. Now, all you can think of is: How did he know her? And if he has known her for a long time, why is he just telling you this now?

Turning to look at him with wide eyes, you've witnessed how Obanai took off his face mask. Yes, this is the first time you've seen him without that.

And yes, for the very first time, he looked so familiar that seeing his face now brought back your old memories from the foster home to haunt you.

Flashback:

"Shinobu-san, who's that boy with Mitsuri-san? Is he new here?" 

"Oh, I don't know his name but yes, he's new. Don't approach him, though. He seems to be afraid of girls. I don't know why, though."

"Afraid? That's weird. He seems to be okay with Mitsuri."

"I know, right. Enough questions. Let's just study inside. Ne-chan told me that you'll be a Kocho soon! So you'll need to learn lots about science!"

"Hey. That snake will bite if you hold it that way."

"Oh! Sorry— Um, you're Mitsuri-san's friend, right? You're not afraid of me?"

"Oh..."

"Oh..."

"Anyway, don't hold it like that. Aren't you afraid of it?"

"No..."

"Hey! Why are you playing with a snake?!"

"Oi Shinobu-san! Mitsuri's friend was—Oh, where is he?"

"Huh? That boy? He's not supposed to be here... Perhaps he ran away. I heard he had been adopted. But you know what? Let's just go inside. Leave that snake alone."

"Shinobu-san! I know that guy..."

"Yep. He's that kid from before. He's all grown up too. I guess, we'll be co-workers now? He'll be volunteering here as well to teach science with me. Anyways, Mitsuri's also here, she'll be teaching art. You should meet with her soon!"

End of Flashback

"Iguro-san? Y-you look... familiar..."

"Yes. You've met me and Kaburamaru before."

"You are kidding right? You can't be that boy from the foster home. Mitsuri-san's friend? My sister's co-worker? You died... You're already dead... Like them..."

It seems like your words have stunned Iguro. Regret started to paint on his face as he looked away from your wondering expression.

But here you are now. Answers. You need answers. If he had known you all this time, he must have known the trauma that you experienced when you saw the foster home getting burned with Shinobu, Mitsuri, and that unknown lad, who is apparently him, as they tried to save the children that they had been teaching science four years ago.

Why is he here now?

You shove Obanai away and glared at him. "This must have been a sick joke, sensei. You can't be that boy with my sister... No one has escaped that fire that night."

"I did, and I'm sorry I wasn't able to save your sister and Mitsuri."

"It's all too much for me now. Can I go?"

Tears suddenly escaped your wide eyes, and there, Obanai felt his chest tighten. He had expected you to react this way, but no matter how he practiced it, he could never prepare himself for the real thing.

Just like how he wasn't prepared to see his first love get burned to ashes before.

"Y/N, I'm sorry." Obanai tried to touch you, but then you swatted his hand away and gave him a glare.

Your passion turned to anger as you felt betrayed. All you can think of is why. He should have been honest. What other things is he hiding from you, then?

"Y/N, I never knew at first that you were Shinobu's sister. I heard she has siblings, but I didn't even know who they were. I and your sister barely had any encounters before except when we were teaching the kids at the foster home. How could I know?"

You didn't speak. You wanted to hear more.

"I mean, it just dawned on me when you told me about your memory back when you were 5. That's the only time I managed to fit in the pieces."

"What do you mean?"

"You're that little girl I saw when I was 12. The girl whom Kaburamaru almost bit. You had Shinobu's surname, so you got adopted by them. So that's also why you were gone when I came back to visit. Y/N... You were here with me all the time. It was all late when I realised it."

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

Obanai's eyebrows creased in frustration. "What should I say then? 'Hi, I'm Obanai, the boy from the foster home who also didn't manage to save your sister from the fire. How are you?'"

Sarcasm was obvious in his tone, which offended you a bit, so you decided to just leave. Perhaps this conversation shouldn't be happening right now. You want to move on. You're moving on, for goodness sake!

And now you're back to square one again.

𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝔂 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓠𝔀𝓠

But I swear, it'll be sweeter soon!

And yes, this will be in two-chapters as it is too long and too heavy than I anticipated XD

So see you soon on the next chapter!

Feel free to reblog, comment, and send a request! Will appreciate that my loves~

Wuvyouuuu! Just be on the lookout to our next series and of course, the ending of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮!

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

[katsukikoi]

your so pretty

character; yuji itadori x f!reader + sukuna x f!reader

part 1 part 2

warnings; swearing

theme; Sukuna's past, yuji's crush. ( strong f!reader )

Itadori was new to the jujutsu world, he weaves around missions and finishes them quickly. Although, he can only do so much as a student.

So, since his “death” he has to stick with Gojo sensei.

He never minded, he actually rathers. He would happily do all of the tasks and missions the albino man gave him, with a smile.

“yes gojo sensei!” he would say, one hand with his thumb up, and the other on his hip. Unknowingly sassy.

He never could remember the pact he made with sukuna. Which made the poor boy drag his head in the mud.

Sukuna would often respond nonchalantly, always brushing him off and cursing him for being stupid. This would make the poor boy pout and huff, annoyed if anything. But, nonetheless he perseveres.

Gojo said he had a surprise for him, making the boy get excited hoping it was time to go back and re-reveal himself to the world.

"i have someone you need to meet!" gojo spoke, with a large smug smile.

"huh? i thought i wasn't allowed to see anyone.." he spoke, with a confused, but cute pout. He blinked like an innocent puppy.

"This one, wont make a peep." he winked, making the salmon haired boy even more confused.

"yuji-kun, meet your new best friend, y/n!!" he yelled out, opeing his arms out as he waited for her to appear.

"so, there is nothing there?" sukuna laughed, his eye opened under yuji's as he tried to slap him away.

"sorry i'm late, sensei. I got caught up." the girl spoke, walkimg into the door. Her jujutsu energy pouring out of control even sukuna could feel it deep in his soul. God, it felt so familiar to him. It felt like he yearned for it even after he was sealed.

There stood, a girl. Similar looking to gojo, a very small section of sleek white like hair on the front, the rest chocolate brown with golden strands in different places. Her eyes shined gold, the purest of the metal. Her eye lashes, long and thick, her lips, healthy and soft looking. Making sukuna gulp. He knew this woman, but where from exacting?

Yuji was a different story, the boy greeted her with a smile, telling her he like women like Jennifer Lawrence.

"nice to meet you, itadori-kun. Personally, i like men like senami shinazugawa." she bowed, much like he did. Her smile catching a sly fox look.

"woah! from the anime?" he spoke, excitedly.

"yes! you know it?" she excitedly giggled, looking up to the taller boy he nodded quickly.

"hmh! what episo-" before he could continue, gojo satoru laughed. Interupting them. " yuji, y/n. You two, are coming with me." he spoke, grabbing them both yuji by the hood of his jacket, while y/n bridle style. Making sure to cover her skirt from praying eyes.

“what? gojo satoru, are you using them for a human shield?” the cruse boredly spoke.

“hi! i hope you don’t mind :) i have students.” gojo smiled, brightly at the mt fuji curse.

“wah! he looks like mt fuji.” yuji spoke, grabbing y/n’s calf, in awe.

“hey brat, dont touch.” sukuna grumbled, his voice unheard as yuji ignored it. Still holding on to the poor girls leg as she glared at the curse.

“jogo? still looking homeless.” y/n spoke, a wild smirk on her face as she got out of gojos grasp to stand in the middle of the two men.

y/n clapped her hands, ready for a fight as a golden tattoo glowed, ready to be summed.

“neh, y/n. Hold back.” gojo smirk, petting the smaller girls head.

“eh!?” she spoke, huffing as she watched the scene play out.

As the girl zoned out, she didnt notice that the two of them, yuji and herself were currently falling to a spikey dead wood pile. “thats not good huh?” she spoke out a loud. she grabbed yuji as she moved her hand in front of her. “tsunami.” she whispered, summoning a great wave of water, destroying the pile of wood as she landed on top of the water. Carrying yuji bridal style.

“put the brat down. This is embrassing.” sukuna mumbled, sitting on his bones he watched interestedly.

Watching the girls every step, calculating her moves. He was tempted to keep all of his eyes open, just to make sure, but he decided against it. Thinking it was a waste of time.

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“itadori, your curse-“ *smack* “energy is too high.” the girl spoke, reading a book next to him as she watched him get smacked for the 18th time.

y/n sighed, putting a book mark in her page as she stood up. She went behind the couch and patted the boys hair, making him blush and look up.

“ill get some food, kay?” she asked, making the boy smile, blush coating his cheeks as he nodded. “m’kay.” he squeaked out.

—-

“go yuji! you can do it!” she spoke, watching at the boy downed a weaker shinigami. Jumping for joy as she proudly taught him black flash.

its been 2 months since they got partnered up, not once has the king of curses made a peep.

until, “brat no.2 fight me.” sukuna’s mouth smirk, his eye glaring with blood lust.

“no, i wont let you.” itadori spoke, covering him. “sorry y/n-senpai.” he spoke shyly.

“sure sukuna. How many fingers you at? 4?” she asked, cracking her back and neck.

“extention.” sukuna spoke, smirking as he did so.

The tattoos filling yujis face as sukuna changed his look. y/n blushed abit as she looked away for a second before turning back to him.

She watched him come at her with full force like he did gojo. “i wonder.” she spoke, her long nail ripping her sleeve, “whale, of the jade chamber.” she spoke, a green whale the size of a large jelly fish swum around sukuna. Making him laugh, “really!? i overestimated you!” he laughed,

Y/n came at him with roaring speed, as fast as a full grown cheetah. Eyes shining gold, she let her knee fully hit his face. The whale growing more green as it amplified the hit breaking the mans jaw.

He groaned as he gripped his jaw, “you bitch.” he smirked, “i like it! more, give me more power!” he yelled, exitedly.

The girl tilted her head, as she watched the man pause sighing, and rolling his eyes. He let yuji return as he barked out in pain. “ouch!” he spoke, y/n rushed towards him, using her reverse technique to heal him.

“what happened?” he asked, thanking her.

“i.. sukuna happend.” she spoke.

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“and i think thats the best episode we watched. Tengen is so flashy!” itadori gushed as he leaned on her chest has he cuddled her, so sweetly and kindly. so repectfully, and so innocent.

“hn! senami is better.” she spoke, playing with his hair letting her nails comb through.

They became close, this made her scared. Making her heart drop, what the hell did she do?

she stopped watching the series as she watched yuji, just looking at him made her heart flutter. “shit.” she mumbled, no one but sukuna heard. Not that she knew anyways.

The two teens stayed in that position until, itadori fell asleep. This caused the girl to yawn.

“you care for this vessel.” sukuna spoke, making the girl snap her head towards him. No longer was it yuji, but sukuna. Laying right where yuji was, unmoving.

“ha? i-“ she tried to lie, and look away, but she felt sukuna shift, making her move herself back, preparing herself for a future fight.

Sukuna looked at her, with praying eyes, a hunter; hungry for her blood. “tell me, bunny. why do you?” he grinned, stradding the girl, as she tried to calm her heart rate. She cant fight that well at night.

“so, what. why would you care?” she asked, as she watched him trail his fringers around her hip and collar bones.

She gulped as he became hyper fixated on this tattoos hands, a type of black dye coated his nails. She shivered, she continued to watch as they made contact. Sukuna moving her con with his finger, forcing her to meet his red crimson eyes.

“he doesnt deserve you.” he grunted out.

“what?” she asked.

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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Roommates…? ╝

Premise: Zenitsu trips you and Genya into being roommates in your first year of college, disregarding Genya’s everlasting crush on you.

Word count: 7638

Note: This is set up in the Kimetsu academy world, just so you know~✨

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High school was finally over, a new page in your book was about to begin.

You and your school friends all applied to the same local collage and all got in without any problem, majority of you at least, Zenitsu got in only because there was a misconstructed question in the entrance test and the school gave everyone a couple extra points for the inconvenience. But the important thing was that all of you got in.

When you all signed up for the school dorms you chose to go for the mixed building, it was more like a shared house rather than a regular dorm, a cozier experience, getting to share your time off with your friends.

Aoi, who was a year older than you all, was the one in charge of the house, she was part of the student council as well, a very busy responsible young woman. One who very much doted on Kanao and managed to live an entire year without a roommate just waiting for the moment she would be able to share her room with her.

This unfortunately meant you were the only girl without someone to share your room with.

The house had one room for three people and one for two left and space for one person in Aoi’s room. Originally, you would be teaming with Kanao, but she got abducted by her friend real quick. Aoi was supposed to share her room with her boyfriend, Inosuke, but that wouldn’t be seen as proper by the student council.

After a long heartfelt conversation with your best friend Tanjiro, he agreed to share with you, leaving Zenitsu, Genya and Inosuke in the bigger room.

That however, changed without your knowledge…

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It was finally the day to move in, you were excited to say the least, wanted to tour the campus, the house, everything was so exhilarating and new. Sharing your room with your best friend would be so much fun you just couldn’t wait.

When you finally got to the house, all your friends were already there, their bags and boxes in the shared living space, and they were arguing with one another.

“Hey guys, what’s up?” Tanjiro looked annoyed, he’s as popular as one can be; this was normal for the likes of him, though it was more of an intense hogging than usual. Inosuke was pulling one of his sleeves, Zenitsu hugging his leg while wailing loudly. His girlfriend was just watching everything quietly from the couch and Genya looked like he just lost three lives.

“(Y/N)…Zenitsu did something bad without my consent…he…he changed the order in the request form for the rooms. I’ve been assigned to the 3A, not the 2C….”

All your plans of a happy college life crashed in a second, your bag falling from your shoulder onto the floor with a loud thump. “He did WHAT?”

“(Y/N) please don’t yell at me, I didn’t think this through…I just wanted Tanjiro in my room so I’d get to see Nezuko-chan more often…I didn’t do this on purpose I swear…” his loud wails were giving you a headache.

Making your way over to the list glued on the wall, you searched for your room.

“2C…2C….there it is. (Y/L)(Y/N) and Shinazugawa Genya. WHAT??? Baby Shinazugawa??? ZENITSU GET YOUR ASS HERE RIGHT NOW!” Genya let out a loud sigh, he knew you’d be upset, who wouldn’t?

He wasn’t one to talk to people, he’s been your classmate since first year in high school and you both have been in the same group of friends since then, but all you had in common was your relationship with Tanjiro. You’ve never really talked, didn’t know anything about the other, all you knew was he was the little brother of your favorite teacher, the oh so very hot Shinazugawa-sensei, besides that all you knew was that he didn’t feel comfortable with women.

Unbeknownst to you, he’s always had a crush on you. Ever since that day in your first year when he lost his English book and you let him share your desk for the entire class and even shared your snacks with him. Ever since that day he’d only have eyes for you, and that’s the main reason why he avoids you all together, steam comes out of his ears every time you’re both in the same room, it’s utterly embarrassing.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know you hated Genya!” Zenitsu’s snot was dripping down your hand which made you release the angry grip you had on his shirt right away.

“I don’t hate Genya. I hate YOU. Are you stupid? He isn’t comfortable around girls. How is he going to live in the same room as me? Do you ever stop for a moment and think? All that’s in your head is Nezuko, Nezuko, Nezuko. You gotta think about others too!” you were fuming at this point, he’s so insensible.

Genya was now speechless, he thought you’d be mad for having to share your room with someone like him, never expected you to be angry on his behalf. His heart was racing faster, unwilling to listen to reason.

“But (Y/N) if there’s a girl that can sleep with Genya, that’s gotta be you, am I right guys?” Genya who was drinking a sip of water to calm his racing heart, chocked on the choice of words of his friend, making him almost cough one of his lungs out.

Tanjiro, being the gentle sweet friend he is, wanted everyone to be happy with this arrangement, so he intervened, “Zenitsu is right. Genya doesn’t seem too affected by you, he’s normally yelling at other women whenever they get in his space, but he’s fine with you and Nezuko, I’m sure you two will get along. I know that what Zenitsu did is not right, but I already talked with Aoi-san, there’s no way of changing it, at least not until next semester, do you guys think you’ll be ok with that?”

Genya was snarling, very much upset at the fact that not only Tanjiro, but Zenitsu, noticed how he acted differently around you. “It’s not like we have a damn choice, you better not get in my way (L/N).” he was always like this, you knew this was a typical answer coming from him, but it hurt you just a bit thinking he would hate his life for an entire semester all due to you.

“I’m fine, at least is not Zenitsu, I would move out of the dorm if it was him…” you were grumbling on your way up the stairs to find your room.

Genya’s heart was singing, so you would leave the dorm if you had to share with someone you didn’t like, and you weren’t going to…does that mean you like him?

His tough facade was not something he felt comfortable dropping just yet, he needed to establish boundaries first, so he grumbled his way up behind you, following you quickly into your new residence.

The house had a nice layout, room 3A was the only room in the first floor, it had three loft beds, each with their own desk underneath, a bathroom and a little common space in the middle of the room to hang out. This floor also held the shared living room, kitchen and laundry room.

The second floor had two rooms of two each, 2A and 2B, Aoi and Kanao were in 2A, while 2B was home to two third year guys you didn’t know very well, one was from your school, Inadama-senpai while his roommate was unknown to all of you. This floor also held a share bathroom with multiple shower booths, a study room with computers and a big work table and also a game room with a big couch, a very large TV and all sort of videogame consoles.

And finally the third floor and the smallest one in size, was shaped like a little triangle and only housed your room, 2C.

The room itself was larger than you expected, unlike Tanjiro’s room, you both had your own comfy twin sized bed with a nice shelf and closet each. The desks were both next to each other facing a large window and your bathroom wasn’t the biggest one out there but at least you didn’t have to share with the rest like the guys in the second floor.

Genya kept on scowling at you from his bed while you kept on exploring your new home, decorating the space would be so much fun, this shouldn’t have to be a bad thing.

“Can you fucking stop for a second?” you were used to his dirty mouth, it’s one of the things he had in common with his brother, one you didn’t completely hate.

“Yes, baby Shinazugawa~?” your happy singsongy tone of voice was causing him indigestion, he hated when you called him that, it reminded him of who you truly liked.

“Stop calling me that, just call me Genya like everyone else does.” you nodded, sitting across from him on your own bed.

“So what’s up?” he still couldn’t believe his dream girl would be sleeping in the same room as him for at least one semester what if he calls out to you in his sleep? What if you see him staring creepily at you or even worse what if you notice he likes you?

“I’ve never shared a room with a girl before, thought we should set some rules.” to this you agreed, bringing a little whiteboard out of your backpack.

“Alright, #1 don’t leave the toilet lid up after using it.” you were writing on your board, a vein popping out of Genya’s forehead. He got up and plopped beside you, taking the board from your hands roughly to write on it as well, “#2 pick up your loose hair from the shower after you wash it.”

You grabbed it once more, a little irritation visible in your face, “#3 No nakedness.”

It was his turn, instead of writing a fourth one he just underlined the third rule, twice, making you giggle, it was an important rule after all.

“How about we take turns to clean the room? I have Wednesday’s off I can clean that day.” Genya nodded, thinking back on his own schedule, “I’ll take the weekend turn then.”

This wasn’t so bad, he was now less agitated and after seeing your short list of rules, you felt like sharing your space with Genya wouldn’t be much different than doing so with Tanjiro.

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You were both getting settled in your side of the room when the door burst opened, a wild Inosuke charging right in. “Tanjiro says you both have to be ready for the party in thirty minutes, better hurry he wants us to dress nicely.”

You really didn’t want to go to this stupid party, you were tired and your little encounter with Zenitsu soured your mood just a bit, but saying no to Tanjiro wasn’t an option, neither it was for Genya, so you both got ready to leave in time.

While Genya opted for just a plain tee and some leather pants, you went all out wearing the tiniest dress he’s ever seen in his life. Your friend Mitsuri gave it to you as a birthday present and made you promise you would wear it for said party. You were regretting listening to her now though, this wasn’t something you would normally wear.

Genya was sweating, his face redder than the sunset out your window, “It looks weird doesn’t it? Maybe I should change, things like this would never suit someone like me….” the sad look on your reflection made Genya snap out of his wild teenage fantasy, stopping you from going back into the bathroom by holding your wrist.

“I-it doesn’t look w-weird. Not at all. L-let’s go, it’s late.” his cute stuttering made you smile, he was kind, you always knew this, he was just always with his guard up and never let you fully approach him before, hopefully this would be your chance.

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The party was a little too much for you.

Majority of your friends already drunk before 9PM.

There were many known faces, even some you thought you’d never see again, Shinazugawa-sensei being one of them. So this is why Mitsuri gave you this dress. She knew he was coming.

“Sensei! I didn’t know you were coming tonight! It’s so good to see you again.” Sanemi’s face was one of shock, he never thought his cute favorite student could ever look the way you did now with that dress. He wished he was a bit more sober now, this was dangerous, then again, he wasn’t your teacher anymore…

“(Y/N)! My god, would you look at yourself.” he grabbed you by your waist pulling you closer to him so you could actually hear each other over the loud music.

“You think is weird too? Your brother said it wasn’t…” you were still uncomfortable wearing such a short dress, but the look he was giving you made goosebumps go crazy over your soft skin.

“Well he wasn’t wrong.” he’s not stupid, he’s known about you crushing on him since your first year, the way you would always look at him dreamily, how your eyes would always drift to his exposed chest, it was pretty obvious.

You were looking up at him through your long lashes, Genya could see how you were giggling at who knows what his brother was telling you. His hand never left your waist and the hungry look in his eyes was ringing alerts in Genya’s brain.

Without thinking about it twice, he walked over to you, grabbed you by your wrist and pull you over to his chest. An angry scowl covering his features while he stared down at his older brother.

“Genya, what the fuck do you think you’re doing? Let her hand go, right the fuck now.” Sanemi was growling loudly, the alcohol in his bloodstream causing his needy self to turn against his brother in rage.

“I’m taking my roommate home with me now. Find someone else to fuck around, brother. Leave her alone.” you were staring up at him in awe, nobody had ever done something like this for you before, but in all truth you didn’t want to be rescued.

Yes, you were nervous. You saw the way he was looking at you too. You could feel his breathing change, but you wanted this too, that was the purpose of this damn dress after all.

“Genya, it’s fine. I was the one who approached Sensei. We were just having a little chat.” you pulled away from him gently, giving a step back in Sanemi’s direction, causing him to smirk in victory.

“You heard it from her, now leave us will you? Have a pretty good idea of what we could get up to for the rest of the night.” he walked over to you, placing both of his hands over your hips, pulling you flushed against him.

Genya was losing his cool. He couldn’t let this happen, he knows his brother, is not like he would have an actual relationship with you, he would wake up the next day, see one of his students in his bed, freak out and never see you again.

Normally he wouldn’t care, but he knows how you feel about him, he didn’t want you to feel used, to be sad. And he most definitely didn’t want you in his brother’s bed.

“I said we are going home.” Genya grabbed your wrist once more, tugging you harshly as he walked out of the party and towards the street.

You kept wiggling trying to get him to let go of you but he kept walking ignoring you completely. He wouldn’t allow this to happen, not on his watch, not on the first night he gets to share with you.

“Genya, please. You’re hurting me!” your words made him stop abruptly, making you crash against his solid back and fall on your bum. “Ouch…”

“It’s your damn fault! For acting like a slut with someone like my brother! You can’t do something like that (Y/N) you hear me?! He would use you like a damn old rag!” he was yelling at you, a hurt look on his face.

Your eyes though, watered at his harsh words, “I’m not a slut…you idiot!” the tears started to go down your face, still unable to get up from the floor after your fall, your ankle was throbbing in pain.

Genya realized what he just did, hating himself for letting his anger do the talking. He never meant to make you cry. “(Y/N) I….I know you’re not…I was just angry…he…I know you like him but he would just use you and throw you away the next morning, you don’t deserve that…” he was mumbling in between grunts, clenching his fists as to hold himself together, his eyes glued to the pavement.

He was in more pain than you at this point. You could see how hard it was for him to apologize but you appreciated his effort.

You knew Sensei was very much drunk, he’s a great guy would never do something like that in his right mind, you didn’t want him to block you completely out of his life for a crazy passionate night he won’t even remember. Genya put some sense into you with his little display, you had to be grateful.

Smiling in between sniffs, you made grabby hands at Genya, making his eyes grow wide. “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Well you kept insisting on taking me home, but thanks to your anger problems I sprained my ankle. So, take.me.home.” you punctuated every word, never stopping your hand gestures.

Fuck, why did you have to be this cute? It was killing him.

Without arguing, he turned around while crouching down for you to climb onto his back. You happily complied, wrapping your arms around his neck while he held both of your thighs as gently as he could. He could feel your assets pressed to his back, the soft skin of the fat of your thighs between his fingers, his heart was racing so fast that his vision was clouding, he’s never had this type of contact with a woman before, he didn’t know they were this soft.

He walked over to your shared house in silence, while you took in the entire situation once more.

“Genya…?” your voice was soft, welcoming, your breath tickling his left ear. “Y-yeah…?”

“Thank you. I know I would of eventually regret it if I’d had gone home with your brother instead. Probably wouldn’t be able to face him ever again…” he just nodded, your arms draping lazily around his neck. He was so strong, it wasn’t even necessary for you to hold onto him, so you found entertainment in playing with his hair as he walked. It was softer than you imagined, made you want to keep touching it.

Genya on the other hand forgot how to breathe. Why were you touching him like that? Were you teasing him? Just what on earth was going on…?

You hummed happily, resting your face on his head, nuzzling your cheek on his hair sleepily, “Genya….?”

“Hmm?” he readjusted his hands around your thighs, you were getting heavier, sleep claiming your undisturbed self. “I’m glad you’re my roommate...”

This brought a little smile to his face for the first time in a long time, “Yeah, same...”

He could hear soft little snores pressed against his neck, but he could also feel you smile at his reply just before falling asleep.

He took you back to your shared room and set you down in your bed. He took your shoes off, took your earrings off and laid them on your desk, wrapped you tightly with your warm blanket and smiled down at you before turning the lights off and going to his own bed.

Yeah…he was glad he was your roommate too.

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You and Genya have been roommates for a couple of months now. You found a routine that worked for both of you just fine in no time, making life together much easier.

He helps you zip up your dresses, you help him style his hair, you share the sink as you both brush your teeth every morning and before going to bed. That’s kind of where you were right now.

It was comfortable, for both of you.

Your last lecture for the day ended up extending for a while, making you arrive later than usual to the shared house.

The place was always loud, the guys were usually hanging out in the game room, while Aoi and Kanao would stay in the living room and kitchen area doing their crafty things. As for you and Genya, both would normally stick to your own room, Genya wasn’t very social and you were terribly busy with assignments and upcoming tests.

When you got into your room that night, you never expected seeing what was in front of you. Well, you just never ever in your life expected to see what was in front of you.

Genya was sprawled on the floor, shirtless. A shiny layer of sweat glistening over his succulent muscles. The sight alone made you swallow hard.

“Shinazugawa Genya, you are very much breaking rule #3 right now.” you tried to sound stern, masking your amusement with a fake scowl.

“(Y/N) help me…I’m melting…why is it so hot today…?” his breathing was ragged, seemed like a hassle for him to even speak.

“What are you talking about, it’s actually pretty cold today. C’mon up! You’re gonna get sick laying on the floor half naked.” you saw him trying to move on his own but not being very successful at it, so you gave him a hand.

“Oh my god, Genya. You’re burning up, hold up, stay still.” you pressed your forehead on his, getting a feel of his real body temperature.

You were solely focused in your task at hand but all Genya could see were your plush lips, he’s never seen them so up close, they were as beautiful as the rest of you. “You definitely have a fever. Can you sit up for me?”

While he did his best to sit on the floor resting his back against his bed, you went to get a clean towel, rushing back to his side in less than a minute.

Without asking for his permission, you patted dry his skin gently with your mini towel, then reached out for one of his shirts when done. “Help me get you in this shirt.” he could barely lift his arms a little for you, dressing up such a heavy mass of a man was a task, but you were done fairly quickly.

“Let’s get you in your bed. Can you get up on your own or should I go call for some help?” he shook his head doing his best to crawl up into his bed with your help removing the covers for him. Once he was secured under his blanket you checked his temperature once more. It didn’t seem to be getting any better.

“I’ll go find some meds for you alright? Would you like some instant soup for dinner?” he managed to blink a couple of times as if acknowledging your question, you took that as a yes and started heading downstairs when his hand reached over for yours, “Don’t leave me…”

“I’ll be right back, ok? You need food and medicine to get better.”

“Promise…?”

Sick Genya was doing things to your heart, your hand reached over to his face, gently moving his hair away from his eyes. “Promise.”

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The soup ended up better than you had hoped for since you added some vegetables and other toppings you could find down stairs to it, you were also able to get some meds from Aoi, having a pre-med school student in the house was a life saver.

“Take two of the blue ones and one of the red ones as soon as you finish eating your soup, ok? I’ll go take a quick shower, be right back.” grabbing a pair of comfy pjs you went into your bathroom while Genya slowly took in his food.

Feeling refreshed, you got out ready to take the dishes down and hopefully have a restful sleep.

“Nurse…can you please call my mom? I don’t feel very well…” his rough voice caught you off guard. Did he say nurse-?

You rushed over to his side immediately, worried for his delirious state. “Genya, did you take your medicine?” he gave you a tiny nod, pointing at his tray.

“Oh god. You took two red ones and a blue one! It was the other way around you silly goose!” the look of despair in your face made Genya chuckle. You’ve never heard him chuckle before.

“You’re so cute, nurse. You kinda look like the woman I love. Funny.” he was babbling nonsensical things now, you had to help him.

“Genya. I’ll be right back. Stay in your bed ok? Be a good boy.” he smiled giddily at you, making you run down a flight of stairs.

“Aoi-san! AOI-SAN!!!” you were banging on her door, nearly in tears.

“Jeez (Y/N) what is it-?” she was watching a movie in her room with her boyfriend, Kanao and Tanjiro, a cuddling party you didn’t want to disturb.

“The pills you gave me…Genya…he took two red ones…it’s all my fault I should have stayed by his side while he ate…he’s calling out for his mother now, how do I tell him his mother is dead?? Oh god. What if he dies…I can’t let him die Aoi-san…please help him….he’s delusional already.”

“(Y/N)…” she held both of your hands making you take in a very deep breath. “He will be fine, even if he took two of the red ones. He’s not delusional, just high. He’ll fall asleep any time soon and will feel better in the morning.”

“So he won’t die…” you hiccuped, blinking tears off your eyes.

“He won’t die, no. Just take his temperature a couple more times. If it’s high just put a cooling towel on his forehead and let him rest.” you nodded, listening carefully to her instructions, before heading back upstairs, disappearing into a cloud of dust.

“Since when are (Y/N) and Genya this close?” Tanjiro was supposed to be your best friend, what were you not telling him? Kanao just shrugged, hitting the play button once more.

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When you got back in the room he hadn’t move one inch. He gave you a big goofy smile as soon as he saw you getting closer.

“(Y/N) you won’t believe this, my nurse. She looks just like you. Isn’t that funny?” didn’t he say the nurse looked like the woman he loved- poor creature, he’s really sick.

“Oh really? Well she was quite the looker then.” you played along not wanting to upset the poor man and he nodded agreeing with your statement.

“Aoi-san said you must rest. I’m going to leave here a cooling towel, your fever is still pretty high.” placing the towel gently over his forehead, he sighed in delight, it felt great against his burning skin.

“I always knew you were an angel.” he grabbed a hold of your hand, nuzzling his cheek on your palm. He was really going hard at being adorable.

“A-angel…? Well this angel says you gotta rest. So how about you close your eyes and take a little nap?” you flicked the tip of his nose gently, making him grin even more.

“Will you nap with me? I don’t think I can sleep if you don’t.” there was a little pout forming on his lips, he was acting just like a baby.

“You would like that, won’t you, baby.” playing his game was fun, you were sure he wouldn’t remember any of this in the morning so who cares, you’d indulge him just this once.

“Very much, yeah.” he was scooting his butt to the side making space for you on his bed. You just couldn’t fight against those sick puppy eyes.

Nestling on his side, he was quick to wrap himself around you, humming in contentment. This was the good life.

You ran your fingers through his hair hoping that would get him to doze off, he was oddly very awake for someone so high in meds.

“Ok I’m here, now is time for you to nap.” he looked up at you with a slightly annoyed look on his face, “I can’t sleep yet.”

“Oh? And why’s that?”

“Duh-uh…I didn’t get any goodnight kisses. I can’t sleep without them.” Oh good lord, you couldn’t help but wonder who’s this person that gives him the goodnight kisses, a pang of jealousy hitting your insides unexpectedly.

You held his face up softly, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead. “There, now you don’t have any excuse. Time to sleep.” to this he scoffed, glaring at you.

“That kiss was full of bullshit. Doesn’t count.” a fit of giggles left your lips at his reply; this man was too much.

“How was that full of bullshit? Has nobody ever kissed your forehead before?” he shook his head, still glaring at you.

“Ok, ok come here.” holding his face once more, you gave his cheek a loud smooch. “There.”

“Pfft…my mother gives me better kisses than that.” this guy was hard to please, how unexpected.

“Does this mean you don’t like my kisses? I’m sorry I’m not as good of a kisser as your mom.” he buried his face on your side, mumbling against the fabric of your top, “I do like your kisses. Those are the only ones I want. But you just keep bullshitting me…you’re the one that doesn’t like me…is it because I’m not as handsome as my brother? Is it because of my scars? He has more than I do...maybe I should get more...” his voice was now cracking, he looked like a typical drunk old man. First all cozy and cute now all depressed and about to cry.

You brought him back up, brushing your thumb gently across his big scar, “You look just like your brother, what are you saying. You’re both beautiful.” your smile was so soft, it made him want to cry and he didn’t know why.

“Lies….”

You cupped both of his cheeks, pressing your lips ever so lightly against his, his whole body going still. “How about that one? Still bullshitting you?”

Your wide grin made him blush even in his current state.

You kissed him. YOU kissed him.

“Do you think you can take your nap now? I don’t fancy kissing guys that won’t listen…” he went back to bury his face on your side, playing dead. This made you laugh, a true earned laugh full of glee.

“You cute little rascal. Come here.” you got him in a more comfortable position, making him rest his head on your chest, and bringing his blanket over the two of you.

“Can I maybe get one more kiss? I’m not that sleepy yet.” even as high in meds as one can be, he had to get the best out of this situation, it might not repeat itself.

“You really like kisses, don’t you?”

He nodded, brushing his nose against your jawline. “Just yours.”

You knew he was sick, he probably didn’t mean anything he was saying, but it made your heart race. Reaching for his lips with your own, you kissed him once more. This time was more of a real kiss than the last one, yet still very tame and gentle.

He sighed against your lips, nestling his face in the crook of your neck, finally ready for sleep.

What a night.

You fell asleep in his tight warm embrace, heart still racing for someone it didn’t know it could go this fast for.

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Genya woke up earlier than normal, his head was pounding, his back soaked with sweat.

He felt heavy, he couldn’t move, almost felt like he had someone on his chest-

He looked down in panic, seeing your face very much pressed against it, your limbs tangled together into a knot.

Panic was now filling his entire self, memories of last night flooding in.

“Oh no, no, no, no. What did I do-“ his outburst made you stir, pulling him back down with you. “C’mere baby, let me check your fever.” he answered to your groggy request by pressing his forehead against yours, making you smile with your eyes closed. “It’s much better…can we sleep a bit more?” you were snuggling into him, very much aware of what you were doing.

Internally, Genya was a mess. He didn’t know what to say, how to react.

He suddenly remembered your lips against his and his entire world collapsed.

You kept on pulling him closer until he went back into the knot of limbs you seemed to enjoy so much.

“Hmmmm…you’re so comfy….I could sleep on you all day...” you mumbled against his neck, placing a soft kiss against it. His eyes were about to fall off their sockets, he just couldn’t believe what was happening.

Weren’t you just roommates?

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Waking up for a second time that day, Inosuke charged into your room unannounced. He was followed by Tanjiro and Zenitsu who were worried about you two missing breakfast.

When they got into the room the sight that welcomed them was right of the bat outrageous.

Your hand was way up in Genya’s shirt, resting against his naked abs, his comfily resting on the curve of your bum, more than half of his ridiculously large hand groping the soft flesh greedily in his sleep. Your face was still hidden on the crook of his neck, his lips permanently stuck to the side of your head. They could barely distinguish what was from who, it was a real mess of blankets, sheets and feet.

The loud gasp that left their lips made Genya stir angrily in his sleep. ¨Shhhh….shhhh….it´s ok.¨ you rubbed soothing circles on his belly trying to get him back to sleep.

Propping yourself up on one of your arms, you glared at your friends with a very much annoyed looking expression. ¨Ever heard of knocking?¨ Inosuke felt bad for barging into your privacy, he honestly never expected to walk in on you like that, he thought you’d be both dead based on what he heard last night in his girlfriend’s room.

¨Ever heard of locking your door before doing frisky things?" the glare battle was intense between the two of you, making Tanjiro having to intervene as usual. ¨Sorry, we should have knocked, our bad, we'll keep that in mind…(Y/N) could you…explain what's going on?” he was still feeling hurt from being left behind, not you, nor Genya had said anything about whatever it was going on between you two, he thought you were best friends…

¨Can we talk later? He needs rest…¨ you were talking to Tanjiro, yet your eyes never left Genya´s sleeping form. He nodded closing the door behind him, not before telling you he saved you two some pastries from today´s breakfast and hid them in the microwave.

Once they left, Genya opened his eyes, tiredly looking up at you. ¨Feeling any better?¨ you went back into his arms, checking his temperature with the back of your hand. He nodded just a bit, hiding his face on your shoulder. He still didn't know how to address what you were doing, it felt so natural, like this was your normal every day thing, which it wasn't of course.

¨Your shirt is drenched in sweat though, go take a shower, I'll get our breakfast.¨ he tightened his grip around you, still afraid of losing whatever it is he managed to get through his feverish love outburst from last night.

¨I feel like ditching school today…so no worries, I'll stay with you all day. You do need a shower though.¨ you wrinkled your nose, teasing him just a bit to see his composure go back to normal at the snarl he gave you in response.

¨Wait, didn’t you have a test today?¨ you glanced at your wall clock, it was way past ten already, that was in your first class for the morning. Shrugging, you got up from his bed stretching, ¨I'll text my teacher, tell her I'm too sick and couldn't get out of bed in time. I'm sure we can figure something out later. Give me five minutes, I need to freshen up before you hog the bathroom.¨ chuckling, you waddled over to your bathroom with a pair of freshly laundered leggings and a crop tee. Lounging around didn’t sound as bad, you've been overly stressed during the past few weeks anyways, you also needed this.

When you got out of the bathroom, Genya was already sitting by the edge of his bed, going through an existential crisis.

He didn't know how to deal with this, he was way more comfortable with you now, he didn't blush as much, didn't stutter every single word of his out, but you weren't that comfortable to just kiss and sleep around like if it was nothing.

How was he supposed to interpret this? Did you like him back? Was that why you didn't really care and kissed him more than once? Or were you secretly freaking out trying to figure out how to get out of the awkward situation he got you in.

You walked straight into his closet roaming through it and looking for a pair of warm sweats and its matching sweatshirt. You handed it over to him and pointed to the bathroom. ¨Go.¨ both of your hands were on your hips, a deep glare forcing him on his feet. He liked this side of you, it was hot.

¨I'll go get our breakfast. Give me your shirt and stuff once you take them off, I'm going to drop by the laundry room.¨ you were ushering him out of the way, gathering his drenched sheets and blanket while you waited for him to get naked.

Not later than a couple of minutes after your instructions, Genya's hand could be seen coming out of the bathroom, his drenched shirt dangling from the door knob, closing the door shut right after, his face burning in shame. He was not ready for this.

After a long shower, Genya got out into the room to be greeted by a large tray filled with pastries, fruit, something steaming in a pot and some eggs. The tray was laying on your bed and you were waiting for him, tucked all the way in against the wall. You were really just going to play along with this without saying anything, weren’t you-

He just sat down beside you, taking a tiny croissant into his mouth.

This time you made sure he took his pills in the right order, getting comfortable in your bed after a hearty breakfast. You decided to watch movies in your tablet, he slept majority of the day, but you still had fun together, chatting around and cackling at how bad the movies were. The subject never being addressed by any of you, yet your gentle caresses and loving stares remained throughout the day.

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Genya was feeling much better the next day, both of you went back to classes as normal without discussing anything at all with your friends, regardless of the inquisitive stares they all gave you two as you both came out from your room.

After a long day of tedious lectures, you were on your way back to your dorm when you heard someone call out for you.

¨Sensei-?¨ Sanemi was waiting for you by the entrance to your building, he looked a little flustered, a little insecure, things that weren't typical of him.

¨I- are you busy? I wanted to talk to you for a second if you don't mind.¨ you nodded, walking over to him, a little taken aback by the whole situation.

¨I'm sorry about the way I behaved that day in the welcome party. I was not myself, it's been bugging me for months, I was hoping you weren't mad at me…¨ his tone of voice was lower than usual, his snarky bite nowhere to be seen.

¨Don't worry, sensei. We were all a little off that day.¨ your bright smile reassured the crestfallen man. He didn't want to accept it but the truth was that he started seeing you in a different light that day. He's been thinking of how pretty you've gotten lately, how much he enjoyed talking to you in your breaks back when you were still in his school, how much he missed seeing your lovely smile in between the herds of zombie-like students he had.

¨Would you, I mean only if you want to of course…maybe go for a coffee with me? There’s a place nearby very popular among my students, I think you’d like it…¨ he was fumbling with his words, a light shade of pink covering the tips of his ears.

Was he asking you out? Like on a date?

If so, why did you not feel as happy as you should? The man you’ve been dreaming about for years was in front of you, blushing and asking you out on a date. Nothing should be able to beat this, but you were just not feeling it.

Genya was walking up to the house when he saw you…and his brother. Panic ran through his veins at the soft look he was giving you.

How was this possible?

Why was he here?

He's never been this close to actually having you, he wouldn’t let his own brother ruin his happiness.

¨Brother, what brings you here?¨ a possessive hand landed on your shoulder. Oddly enough, hearing his voice made you release a breath you didn't know you were holding, making you understand why was it you weren’t thrilled by the thought of going on a date with someone else, even if that someone was your very own high school crush.

¨The fuck Genya?? Can’t you see we are having an important conversation here? Piss off.¨ Sanemi's normal stand was back, angrily scowling at his little brother.

¨All I see is you bugging her. (Y/N) let's go inside, I got us some cocoa powder for tonight.¨ he knew you loved hot chocolate, just the thought of cuddling Genya while watching another awful movie together and drinking the warm goodness brought a smile to your face, very much confusing Sanemi.

¨Wait, wasn't she just your roommate? Why are you giving her those bedroom eyes? Don’t test the fuck out of me Genya.¨ he towered over his big brother in a power display, the grip on your shoulder only intensifying.

¨She isn’t just my roommate. She’s the girl I like since my high school days, my best friend, the coolest girl around, the only girl I’ve ever cared for. And you, brother, are not going to mess this up. You can get any woman you possibly want, why are you after the one I love?¨ your eyes were as wide as they could go, entranced by his angry shouts full of his love for you.

¨And why should I care? You’re not the only that likes her. Why would she choose you instead of me, dumbass? She’s always been after me, everyone knows that.¨ this got your attention, so he knew…he always knew…

Grabbing a hold of Genya’s hand, you smiled up at him, pulling him along to the entrance of your building. ¨Sorry Sensei. It is true, I did like you for a very long time and in any other moment in the past I would have happily follow you anywhere, but you see, we kindda have plans already for tonight, can’t go out with you. Also, don't ever call him a dumbass again, if you ever want to talk to me again, that is.¨ you waved sweetly at him, the smile you gave him never reached your eyes, as cold as steel, before heading over to your room with a very quiet Genya hand in hand.

When you arrived at your shared room, he just stayed by the entrance, replaying your words in his head.

¨So where is it? Get changed first so we can get in bed. I saw there were some cookies downstairs, I'll bring them along our drinks.¨ you were taking off your jacket, browsing your closet for something to change into.

He really didn't like this bad habit of yours, he needed to talk things through, he needed to fully understand what was going on. ¨(Y/N) are you sure this is fine? Wouldn’t you prefer to go on a date with my brother instead?¨ after everything he said, now he’s not even sure of himself anymore.

¨Pretty sure, yeah. Like I said, I'm not interested anymore.¨

¨And why is that…?¨ his voice was nothing but a whisper, walking over to you, his hand unconsciously reaching for the warmth of your back.

¨Hmmm…probably because I have a very handsome roommate, that’s incredibly sweet when he’s sick. Which also has the hottest abs I’ve seen in my entire life, that happens to know everything I like and I enjoy spending my time with? Yeah, that must be why.¨ the sultry undertone you were using, plus the flirty bashful look you were giving him, was driving him insane.

¨Oh yeah? Sounds like a better match for you, I agree.¨ you chuckled, lacing your arms around his neck. He lifted you up by your bum, making you wrap your legs around his waist as he kissed you deeply. There was no time for shyness, no time for blushing or stuttering, that man was long gone, even if he still had a hard time around other women, he felt home in your arms.

¨Genya…?¨ he hummed against your lips, not wiling to let go of you ever again, ¨yeah?¨

¨Should we buy Zenitsu dinner?¨ he broke the kiss staring down at you, eyes full of confusion.

¨Why the hell would we buy anything for that shithead?¨ the jealous snarl he was giving you made you giggle.

¨If you think about it, we are here now all because of him.¨ you nipped on his lower lip, making him relax in your touch.

¨Right, kay can do….¨ his mind was someplace else altogether. He gently set you down on your bed without letting go of you, getting in between your legs while laying on top of you. His hands were going up and down your sides with an added sense of urgency.

¨Genya…?¨ he looked up at you through hooded eyes, about to kill a man or two if you were to mention Zenitsu again.¨Yeah…?¨

¨I don't think we are just roommates anymore….¨ the flushed look on your beautiful face made him smile down at you tenderly.

¨Nah, we are so much more than that…¨ he kissed down your neck hungrily, his hands swiftly lifting up your skirt, your hands greedily reaching under his shirt to cling onto his strong bare back muscles, when the door burst open to a wild Inosuke charging right into your room while carrying a basket full of freshly baked cookies, gasping in horror.

“Didn’t I fucking tell you to lock your damn door when you two are up to this shit?!”

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Note: I was going to make this a mini series but I just couldn’t stop and ended up being a very long one shot…😣

Masterlist Bonus Chapter

[creative-kny-fics]

Your Giyyu/Sanemi/Muichiro fic series is so cute! You make their antics so entertaining. You havent written these three together for a while, so I was wondering if I could please request a ler/lee switches with them? Please feel free to decline no problem ofc :)

You are right... It's been a while since I did! (I think it took me longer to look for pictures of these three together in some edit than thinking about the narrative)

(Warning: They may contain profanity or mentions of something sexual, read at your own risk-)

Switchs: Giyuu Tomioka, Sanemi Shinazugawa and Muichiro Tokito

You must have a lot of patience to be a teacher, but patience was something Sanemi lacked.

He was reviewing the latest exams that his students, including his brother, had taken, and the results left much to be desired.

'These idiots, why do I expect one of them to get a perfect grade? Hmmm...?', he took the test and analyzed it carefully.

There was no mistake, it was a perfect exam. 'Finally, someone with a brain. Who is this student?'

"Genya Shinazugawa"? Woah... He had really surprised him. He wasn't going to wait until the next day to announce to Genya that he was happy, plus he promised to give his something in return if Genya got better and he was a man of promise.

'I congratulate you, it is the best average you have ever had. I won't say how much it is, you surprised me...', Genya was excited. 'The classes with Muichiro have helped me!'

'What...?', Genya covered his mouth, he was expecting a scolding from Sanemi, but apparently he was too calm to ruin his night, so he would leave it for tomorrow or who knows when.

'So Muichiro has taught him, that boy must have something special'

'And I do...', Sanemi turned around, the youngest was behind him. 'Oh, so it's you. Well, I guess as a teacher and Genya's brother, I congratulate you for helping him to improve.'

'Genya is your brother...? Not seem'

Well, Sanemi's hair was white while Genya's was black, but they were.

'Yes he is, do you have a problem with that?'

'Oh nothing... It's just that, Genya is kind of attractive and you... Well, I think you understand. I still want to know how Giyuu-Sensei came to notice someone with you...', Muichiro shrugged as he smiled and turned around, preparing for his escape.

Giyuu always ate alone, it was not surprising since, according to Tanjiro and Zenitsu, he cannot converse while eating, but only something would interrupt his snack...

'What is that sound?! HEY!!!', Giyuu watched as Muichiro ran past, for no apparent reason to him.

He got up and blew his whistle while chasing him, it didn't take him long to catch up with the minor and right then and there, he punished him.

Any other student would be annoyed, but apparently he wasn't, he shrugged and made a show about not wanting to be punished and so on, all fake.

'Look, I totally understand that it's recess and so on, but that's what there is a court for. Hallways aren't for that, understood?' 'I'm sorry Giyuu-Sensei... I forgot...~'

Giyuu leaned back in his chair, until someone knocked on the door, probably another student who would have been punished by another teacher, or perhaps one of the trio of InoTanZen friends. 'Who-? Oh, Shinazugawa, it's not...-', Giyuu gasped as Sanemi hugged him.

'I missed you, I thought the day would never end...' 'I missed you too, but not now-! ECK!!'

Sanemi is affectionate (in private), and although Giyuu liked that, there was a student present! Their relationship was supposed to be kept secret, but, they are not so secretive as to pretend.

'Ehem, Giyuu-Sensei, if you want to fuck Shinazugawa-San, I could leave... But I recommend you go to a motel. It would be better in your house Giyuu-San, younger brothers can be a problem...', Muichiro smiled cheekily.

Sanemi looked up and didn't even try to hide how angry he was. Giyuu's ribs began to crack from so much force that was in the "hug".

'Shinazugawa... NO' 'Move the fuck Tomioka. This brat and I have some problems to attend to...', Giyuu refused.

He wasn't going to let Sanemi do his show, so he tried to get him out of the punishment room, but Sanemi wouldn't allow it.

And there was Muichiro, enjoying watching that "fight" between both teachers, it was entertaining. 'Stop it, please calm down. This is a boy, we can't do anything with him... Also, I don't think he's even from this school, I've never seen him... BUT STILL, NO!'

'Come on Giyuu-Sensei, show who's boss!'

'Your damn brat has balls... Giyuu, don't you realize he's fucking with us? BOTH OF US!'

Again Giyuu denied, that's how young people were, besides, it was Sanemi's fault that Muichiro now knew about their relationship, right?

Sanemi analyzed his options and smiled, hugging Giyuu, who looked at him curiously and remained alert, Sanemi would probably throw him to the ground and then chase after Muichiro, he wasn't going to allow that, at least not again...

'Have I told you that I love you...?' 'Yes, what's wrong now? Are you going to ignore him?'

'No, but I do expect something to be ignored...', Giyuu raised his eyebrow in confusion and gasped when he fell to the floor, he knew it!

But instead of running after Muichiro, Sanemi had started massaging his hip bones, was that what he wanted him to ignore? How was Giyuu supposed to ignore someone who was tickling him?!

'It's rather immature of you, don't you think Shinazugawa-Sensei?'

'I think it would be more immature if Tomioka starts laughing, he is an adult and serious man after all...'

'It seems like we are understanding each other...'

Great, first they hate each other and now they are making out, which was it still going on now?. 'Hey kid, since Tomioka punished you, why don't you even come here and help me?'

'N-NO!!', Muichiro agreed, he wanted something he could later be proud of.

And I guess Sanemi spoke just in time, because Giyuu also counterattacked, starting to dig into his armpits, causing Sanemi to lose some of his grip.

But, if it's two against one, it's hard for Giyuu to keep winning.

'G-gihive up Shinahazugawa!' 'Nu-uh! Yo-yohou're gohohing to pahahay for thihis! Muichiro, hihis lohoweher ribs!'

'To the order!', Muichiro approached and although Giyuu tried to push him away, he couldn't.

Woah, that kid had extraordinary strength, or maybe Giyuu wasn't putting in too much of himself and was being gentle.

'Aaaw what's wrong "Tomioka-Sensei"? Can't you keep tickling anymore? Is it too much for you~?'

'YOHOHOU TRAHAITOHOR!! YOHOU PROHOMISEHEHED-!!' 'Ooooh yes, I promised no one would know, but you didn't realize I crossed my fingers...~', poorly played Sanemi.

Giyuu's grip began to lose strength, but he was still trying to wage war on Sanemi, but it was all in vain, Sanemi didn't seem to laugh as much anymore... Unless...

'Shinazugawa-San? What happens? Your expression is scary...' 'PFFFT!! I-I'M O-OKAHAY!!'

And apparently now it was even, you tickle someone in their worst spot, you get similarly tickled in yours.

Muichiro found that cool, so he stopped, laughing as the positions were now reversed, Giyuu now on top of Sanemi as he came hard on that sweet spot he had already memorized.

'I thought you learned! Do you seriously think I'm going to allow you to humiliate me again?!'

'YEHEHEHES!! YOHOHOU'RE A MHMHMHMH FUCKIHIHING WAHAHALKIHING TICKLEHEHE SPOHOHOT!!', Giyuu frowned, he didn't know if it was Shinazugawa's ego that prevented him from accepting reality or perhaps, just like Giyuu, he also liked this kind of thing.

Muichiro had nothing more to do there, whatever was next, he didn't want to be part of it, but when he was going to leave... 'And where do you think you're going? You still have 5 minutes left until the punishment ends and I think that's enough time, don't you think Sanemi?'

'Mhm, let's see if after this punishment you learn to respect your superiors better...'

I don't think negotiating at those times is an option, but it doesn't hurt to try, right?

'TOUCH ME AND I'LL KICK YOU IN THE BAHAHAHAHALLS!! EAHAHAHAHA!!'

'Do you want to try it again, Mr? Shinazugawa, since you have younger brothers? Do you want to have the privilege?' 'EEEEH?! NONONO!! AYIE! NOHOHOT THEHEREHEHE!!', I think Sanemi did agree to the privilege...

'AND WHERE WERE YOU ALMOST ALL DAY?! YOU HAD ME WORRIED?!', Yuichiro pulled his brother by the arm, he only neglected him for a few moments and Muichiro was already doing his thing in other places. 'I was just having fun...'

'Oh yeah? And doing what?!' 'Talking to two friends from another school...'

Muichiro looked up, seeing both teachers waving goodbye to him, maybe those provocations weren't so bad after all.

[sluttyhollow]

Who you think you talking to?

Sanemi x Black GN! Reader

Warnings: smut, switch(?) sanemi & reader, degredation (both give and receive), canon levels of violence, mentions of blood, swearing, fighting, aggressive sex, oral sex, reader wears chest bindings and has vagina but I think I managed to not use any vagina specific terms except for “wet” so this might be safe for more than nb and fem folk, fluffy ending, no condoms, let me know if I missed anything

“Concede” you force out your throat. Your wooden blade pressed up against his throat as His hand wrapped tight around your airway trying to force you to do the same.

“Fuck you” he spits back, kicking knee between the two of you and pushing up forcing you to flip over the top of his head, slamming you flat on your back before you had a chance to regain your footing. Knees on either side of your body with your wooden blade pressed securely to the underside of your neck “you give up yet” gravely voice filling your ears

“don’t be stupid Shinazugawa-Sensei,” the sarcasm dripping like acid from your tongue, a silly smile plastered across your face.

“As if I’d give you the satisfaction of a tap out”

It had been about six months since you and the wind hashira started training together. Oyakata-Sama requested that you train with each other after he heard how quickly your skills were developing. You had only been a corps member for six months, joining after coming to Japan from abroad. You had met the man after being found wandering close to his estate, one that should have been invisible to many peoples' senses except for the hashira. After speaking with him and being regarded with nothing but love and reverence in his words, you accepted his offer to join the corps. That’s how you ended up living in the butterfly estate with the insect hashira you had grown to adore and the rest of the girls that lived there.

When you first met the hell-spawned demon slayer himself, you were excited to learn from someone so strong. However, It didn’t last long; the second he opened his mouth to speak that you looked weak, you’d fixed him with the nastiest glare you could find and told him to fuck himself. Being the kind and patient man that he is, Oyakata-Sama told you two to behave and find peace for the greater. Fixing you both with a gentle smile and requesting that you all train and battle on missions together. Though he has not witnessed the two of you in combat, he could feel the energies the two of you radiated when nearby. The two of you, too volatile in your hatred for one another, fought In battles as if trying to outdo each other, not noticing how flawlessly your techniques aligned. Movements flowed together like well-choreographed routines. The fluid teamwork and subsequent positive emotions towards each other “disappear " with your opponent's defeat.

You and Sanemi understood early on that speaking to each other wasn’t worthwhile. Both of you are fixed with equally explosive personalities. Just the sound of the voice of the other would have each of you ready to draw your blades on each other. Though you couldn’t stand his nasty personality, you’d be lying to yourself if you said he wasn’t attractive. And the fact that he parades himself around half-naked like a common whore you’d be silly to have ignored his muscular frame, adorned with scars that matched his persona. Yeah, he was attractive when his fucking mouth was shut, which brought you back to your current situation.

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“I have your sword at your fucking throat, and you still think you can beat me in a fight. You’re still as naïve as you’ve been since we started. Still as fucking useless as ever,” the man in front of you never knew when to shut his fucking mouth. Always took it a step too far to grind at your nerves, always trying to set you off. You’d had enough of his constant bullshit and trying to make you feel inferior to him. Knocking the wooden thing out of the way and pulling your fist back, you aimed a quick jab at his balls. Dropping to his knee, catching himself directly above you, you leaned your head back, cracking your skull against his. The force of the impact sent you both falling back toward the ground, him landing on top of you. After a second of catching your breath, you groaned out, “get off me, you big fucker” Letting out a grunt of pain, Sanemi rolled off and onto the grass next to you.

“You’re a fucking bitch you know that” he finally let fall from his mouth after a few minutes passed

“and you’re a narcissist who thinks he’s better than everybody, you never know when to shut the fuck up. I’m fucking better than you. Think cause you threw a tantrum and tossed me around I’d let you win fuck you”

Giving yourself a few more seconds for your vision to stabilize, you rocked your body back into a seated position and dropped your head into your hands on your lap. Seeing as Sanemi’s mouth had been quiet for more than a few minutes, and you had hit a solid blow to his head, you turned slightly to peek over your shoulder to ensure he wasn’t dead. Laying flat on his back with his left arm draped over his flushed face and one knee bent, you did a once-over scan of his person. Noting the new bruises forming across his abdomen, a smile forming as they served as friendly reminders that you had, in fact, inflicted damage on his body whether he acknowledged it or not. Continuing your assessment down to where his now dirty pants hung against his legs, falling in just the perfect way from the muscles in his legs. Apparently, ALL the muscles in his lower half, to be exact, since there was an extra one pressed firmly against the lower half of his stomach.

“You're fucking disgusting, Shinazugawa,” a smirk making its way on your face “fucking sick actually, was it getting punched in the balls or me talking about you like the worthless little man you are that got your dick hard” finally dragging his arm to the ground to drag his body all the way up your eyes were met with blown pupils and his signature feral smirk on his face. Dried blood on his head made its way into the snowy hair peaks. Surely you had a matching patch on yours. He looked like a wild animal, an attractive one, albeit

“I bet if I put my hand in those pants of yours, you’d be wet enough to keep me drunk for days. That smart ass mouth of yours is a cover; you want me to fuck you always have” by the time he finished his speech, he was in front of you, shoving your body back against the ground, slotting himself in between your legs and roughly rolling his lower half against yours as he leaned forward and bit the muscle between your neck and shoulder causing you to meet his hips in their rotation. “Lucky for you, I want you too” with that, his mouth met yours in a kiss just as rough as the both of you, hesitating just a second before meeting him back equally as desperate for his attention against your lips. Inevitability might be the word to use here; you two were bound to end up like this, but beating each other to bruises beforehand was on brand for your relationship.

Reaching his hand behind your head gripping the roots of your twisted up hair and pulling back so he could see your face. Purple darkened to its deepest shade stared back at you with no less fire than during training but something else was written within them now. something so intense that it sent heat through your body and had you unconsciously shifting back to escape it.

“scared” a tilt of his stupid mouth upwards

“Finally, realize your place with me,” he was goading you into a response, one he wasn’t going to get the luxury of experiencing right now. Without breaking contact with his eyes, your hands quickly pulled his pants to his knees before breaking his hold to drop to your knees and throat his entire length in one go. The satisfaction you received from watching his large frame cave in over you as his knees buckled from the rapid sensation of being shoved in your mouth gave. Making him hit the back of your throat once, twice, before pulling back off of him and running your tongue along the underside of his shaft and finally regaining the eye contact you two were making. The man was beautiful, flushed red face, eyes half hooded, muscles through his chest, and stomach flexing beneath your hand. The sights before you made you wonder why you’d never given in to your desires. Now, with him shoved into the depths of your throat, the only sounds coming from his mouth were grunts and poorly hidden moans. Pulling yourself away from him with an unconcealed smirk across your face, you couldn’t help the following words that slipped out

“you know.. you look so fucking good when the only noises you make are the ones I’m forcing from your mouth, sooo much better than that god awful voice of yours” not bothering to wait for a response you began inching back towards his waiting length, before you could connect however, two calloused hands grabbed your head and forced himsef all the way in your mouth and began roughly fucking your face the way he wanted to.

“And you look good with my dick shoved down your throat” a few more rough thrust to your mouth before he pulled himself out, tucking himself back into his pants and brought your body back up to its full height. Grabbing either side of your face and bringing you in for another meeting of your lips together. This one far softer than it should have been. Grabbing your hand and he began dragging you towards the doors to his home that you two had been training behind and into his room.

His estate wasn’t huge, considering it was just him living there, but there was more than enough space for both of you on his futon in the middle of the room. Dropping your hand, he finally turned to face you, looking very bit the predator that he was.

“I let you have your fun, strip and get on fours now”

Not willing to be so obedient to his request, you went to open your mouth in protest before five calloused fingers wrapped themselves around your throat forcing you to pay attention to him

“quickly and quietly, forgot about that part”

You were going to make another retort but thought better of it before moving to peel your bindings off and then quickly discard the standard corps pants you’d been wearing. Remembering your earlier words about not giving him the satisfaction of tapping out a dry laugh falling from your mouth at how you basically ended up doing it anyways. Moving to make your way towards the soft fabrics laid out across the floor, you began dropping to your knees, albeit not fast enough for Sanemi, as you felt the after-effects of the smack he landed on your bare ass before you could even register what happened. Falling unceremoniously against the bed, you propped yourself on your hands and turned to fix him with a nasty glare before the sight of his naked body flittered into view. Stiff, red, and standing at perfect attention between his hips was his waiting length. Though it had just been in your mouth not even 10 minutes ago, you still couldn’t help but marvel at how perfect it was. In the midst of your being lost in your thoughts, Sanemi had planted himself behind you and licked a fat strip through the center of your legs before sloppily sucking and licking his way through them. With a wet pop, he pulled himself away, just barely, before opening his mouth to mumble.

“Like I said, drunk. for. days” And then latched himself back on to you. The coil deep in your gut had already been forming before he pulled away, but his renewed vigor and intensity increased since his return pushed you over the edge, a sobbed moan launching itself out your lungs, breathe getting caught in your throat. The rest of your body shuddering behind it. Satisfied with your response, he pulled himself up on his knees to meet his pelvis against the roundness of your ass. Rubbing through the wetness, collecting it against his shaft before slowly beginning his slow entry inside you. Two moans, one breathy and broken and the other deep and uncontrolled, filtered through the air as the rhythm of colliding hips intertwined with them. It wasn’t long before he draped himself over your back, whispering little mumbles of nothing in your ear until you both peaked soon thereafter.

Rolling you both to the side before falling flat on the futon, still stuffed inside you. Fingers trailing the sides of your body before wrapping around your middle to pull you back flush against him.

“you’re not useless” gruff voice filling the air breaking the silence “nothing of mine is useless or weak” the implications behind his words not lost on you but instead of responding with words, you slowly rocked your hips against his, eyes finally wandering over your shoulder before smirking at him, your voice filling the air sounding far more hoarse than it had before

“You know… a little praise might’ve got you this treatment earlier Sanemi” followed by slow giggles as you felt him grow back to full mast within you. Chin placed on your shoulder beginning to meet you thrust for thrust he whispered

“let’s see where it gets me now then yeah…” leading into Your bodies introducing themselves to each other over and over throughout the night.

Bonus

You both kneeled heads bowed in respect to your master waiting for his next instructions. After being formally dismissed with your next mission assignment you two began to rise from your positions only to hear his soft voice

“My children a moment…” pausing your movements and looking towards the man whose amusement was now scarcely hidden behind his calm smile and unseeing eyes

“Yes, Oyakata-Sama”

“I sense you two have found a way to put your aggression towards each other to better usage, I hope it continues to fair well for you both”

Heat rising through your body, as you peaked to look at your partner. The physical representation of what you were feeling appear across his face and tips of his ears as you both quickly bowed your respects to master before making a quick exit from his grounds. His gentle laughter along side that of Amane-Samas could be heard in the background.

[yourllocalaroace]

DAY 6 - Chase

Lee!Genya

Ler!Gyomei

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I would run if I were you…’ After hearing those words Genya sped off, leaving him mentor behind him. Gyomei simply smiled as he watched him run away deciding he needed to be given a little head start. They were currently on Gyomei’s training ground, Genya was attempting to improve his speed but he soon got frustrated with it so  Gyomei proposed a new approach. At first Genya was intrigued  but once he caught on to the mischief behind his sensei’s voice he knew exactly what was about to happen. He sprinted past the trees across the training ground, constantly checking behind him to see if Himejima was behind.

Eventually he needed a break and proped himself up on a rock taking in deep breaths. Suddenly he heard a twig snap from behind. He hastily turned around and scanned the area. Nothing. Maybe he’d imagined it? 

‘Hello Shinazugawa.’ A booming voice called out from his back. Genya jolted. He hadn’t even heard him coming. He made a desperate attempt to run away again but without his breath fully back he was slower and Gyomei didn’t have to put in much effort to catch up. He swung an arm down and around Genya, lifting him up off his feet. ‘It seems you failed the training exercise Genya.’

‘He smiled down at him, before slipping his fingers under his uniform and scribbled them across his stomach. ‘Ahahahahahah! Nohohoho! Hihihimejima pleheheheheehase!’ 

‘Maybe if you didn’t waste all your energy so quickly you would’ve lasted longer,’ He gently tsked, pressing in harder. 

‘Gah! Nahahahahaha! Plehehehehease!’ Genya squirmed helplessly.’ ‘Yohohoohohohu’re whahahay fahahahster than me! Thahahahat wasn’t fahahahair!’ 

‘Well demons don’t play fair either, you have to be better prepared.’ The older scolded. ‘Now I’ll show you the punishment of being caught.’ He moved his hands up into his tsugako’s armpits. 

‘NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HIHIHIHIMEJIHIHIMA-SAN NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHRE! PLEHEHEHEHEASE,’ His eyes squeezed shut with mirth and a pink blush started to spread across his face. 

‘I hope this will reach you how to escape enemies better in the future,’ 

End

Hope this was good!🤍🫧

[silverynight]

Holy moly, I have to get these Cooking Teacher Tanjiro scenarios outta my head!:

Ever since he’s become a staff member of Kimetsu Academy, the students instantly love their Sensei. Tanjiro’s their most favorite teacher right next to Kyojuro, Kanae, Shinobu and Mitsuri. The rest of the Pillars are debatable.

The younger Shinazugawa siblings give Sanemi tips and encouragement on how to romance his new coworker.

“Big brother, just say that you like him!”

“But, my reputation as one of the meaner teachers won’t make him notice me! He’ll only see me as a cruel strict jerk if either of us walks into each other’s classrooms! I bet most of the students in his class will freeze up at the sight of me…”

“Well, he is patient enough for the mean teachers otherwise he wouldn’t be so nice.”

“Right! He’s so kind that he even gave treats to the staff members on his first day!”

“So just give it a try or else somebody else will snatch him away!”

The only one who doesn't encourage Sanemi that much is Genya because he also has a crush on Tanjirou.

Then Sanemi decides to make ohagi for Tanjirou and since the other teacher is so kind, he immediately thanks Sanemi for it and beams at him after tasting it. Sanemi is so happy he can't stop smiling the whole day and scares his students even more because they have never seen him doing that before.

[cloudymistedskies]

“Stuck in the classroom together”

Marimui short fic ☁️🌫️!! (Kimetsu gauken au)

Word count: 1047 (oh yeah this may be ooc for Muichiro here aaHhaahhsJS)

The two sat on their respective chairs in the empty classroom they both got locked in. Mari forgot about her stuff and Muichiro decided to accompany her, considering she might get distracted by something or someone. By some stupid luck, while the two were in the classroom, someone seemingly passed by and didn’t think of checking in the classroom before closing it and locking it.

Mari was trembling in fear while Muichiro appeared calm, comforting the anxious brunette.

“There, there…” Muichiro whispered to Mari in a soothing tone. This managed to calm Mari down a little, but she was still anxious nonetheless.

“This is just great! We’re stuck in this classroom and my phone is dead! I should’ve charged it while I had the chance to!” Mari curses herself, hugging her knees and hiding her face. Muichiro looks down at Mari with a sympathetic expression, shaking his head. Unfortunately for Muichiro, he left his bag with his older twin, which has his phone. The two were gonna be in this classroom for only a few minutes or less.

“This is just reminding me of those scary movies! Gah…!!” Mari hugged her knees tighter, tearing up. Muichiro pulls Mari into a hug, caressing her back in a way to comfort the green-eyed girl.

“No need to worry, Mari. The teacher who is on night duty will help us get out.” Muichiro reassured, kissing her forehead softly. Mari hummed in response. She peeks her head out a little, revealing her teary eyes and wiping it with the back of her hand, sniffling.

“I…Don’t know why I’m even crying… I shouldn’t be this scared but yet I am…” Mari muttered, hiccuping right after muttering those words.

“It’s normal to react like that, Mari. Don’t put yourself down.” The long-haired boy helps Mari wipe her tears off her face, then the brunette went back to hiding her face in her knees. He tries to think of anything to distract Mari from this. Then an idea popped up in his mind.

“Hey, Mari… Did you remember the one time me, you and nii-san were in your house for a sleepover?” Muichiro asked Mari, a small smile appearing on his face. Mari looks up to Muichiro, letting out a small ‘hm’ and blinking before answering.

“U-Uhh… Which one to be specific?” The green-eyed girl wipes her tears as she raises one of her eyebrows.

“When we were 10! Both you and I decided to try to make smores with the stove…” The mint-green eyed boy trailed off, finding himself feeling slightly embarrassed of what he’s about to say, but then giggled shortly after.

“..You and I forgot to turn the stove off and the house would’ve probably been in flames if it weren’t for nii-san turning it off…” He continued, before letting out another small giggle. Mari returned the giggle.

“Ah… right… He reprimanded us and pulled both of our ears. Haha…” Mari started to smile, making Muichiro’s smile widen.

“He was like ‘Do you both wanna burn the house down, you two?! I can’t believe you both forgot to turn off the stove just because my little pony was on TV!’ Pfft…” Mari quoted Yuichiro’s words, eventually the two laughed together, Mari seemingly forgetting about her anxiousness. This made Muichiro relieved. He loves Mari’s smile.

“Oh my god… Mui! Did you remember the time when we entered middle school and the three of us were new to this school?” Mari asked Muichiro with a grin. Muichiro’s eyes widened before nodding and giggling.

“Right! You got lost and caused a huge scene! Shinazugawa-sensei chased you down the halls after you bumped into him carrying a bunch of papers and it scattered around!” The two shared a good moment to laugh at any funny moments they remember.

And it was like that for a while…

“Milo and I were late to school, so I helped her sneak in and not get caught by Tomioka-sensei!”

“Nii-san nearly had a heart attack when we saw you wearing your Halloween costume!”

“Oh! Oh! My cousins and I accidentally brought way more eggs than necessary and nee-chan was really… disappointed…in us for that…”

Eventually, the two heard the door unlocking, making Mari remember that they were stuck in this classroom.

“Ah, right. Forgot about this…” Mari said before grasping Muichiro’s arm and hugging it tight as they watch the door slide open, revealing whoever unlocked the door and them stepping in.

“Mari…?! Tokito?!” Riko looks at the couple in shock as Mari did the same too. Muichiro only had his eyebrows widened.

“N-Nee-chan…!” Mari immediately stood up and rushed towards her older sister, bear hugging her tight.

“Nee-chan! Thank god you’re here!” Mari cried out, tightening her hug. Riko stood still for a moment before chuckling and returning the hug, gently patting her younger sister.

“..It was my time to do night-patrol and I heard voices here… I was wondering where you two were. I’m guessing you both got stuck here…” The blonde explained. Muichiro stood up and walked towards the Kaizumi sisters, putting his hand on Mari’s shoulder.

“Ah. That reminds me. Tokito, your brother was looking for you and Mari. He was worried something might’ve happened to you two.” Riko informed Muichiro, who nodded in response. Mari…seemed to have fallen asleep, hugging Riko. The two stared at the sleeping brunette before the bakery teacher giggled, holding Mari and picking her up.

“Looks like my baby sister is asleep now… I’d return her back to home but I’m still on my duty…” Riko sighed, unsure what to do.

“Oh, I can take her home if you want, Kaizumi-sensei.” Muichiro suggested, gently patting the sleepy Mari.

“Ah… If that’s not too much trouble, Tokito.” Riko responded, giving a slightly worried but warm smile. Muichiro shook his head and took the sleepy brunette from Riko, holding her bridal style.

“Not at all.” Muichiro said, smiling fondly at his girlfriend and kissing her forehead, gently. The blue-eyed woman giggled at Muichiro’s actions.

“In that case, I should head back to my duties now. You should get going since I’ll be locking back this classroom.” Riko advised. The long-haired boy nodded silently and head out of the classroom with Mari in his arms. Riko stared at the wide open door, smiling.

“Those two are a match made in heaven…” Riko mumbled to herself, sighing. The keys chimed as she grabs them before exiting the classroom and locking it

Kimetsu academy whispers:

Mari may have made Muichiro stay in her house for the night...since she held onto him in his sleep... Or that's just Muichiro's excuse since he has the capability to get out of her grasp...

Mari always had this fear of being stuck in a room with no way out, hence why she was anxious and scared.

Mari likes fluttershy

I also made this fic during school so it may suck ass HAHAHD

[sanemi-the-teach]

Announcement

I've decided that I am going to retire as a Demon Slayer and instead become a teacher.

I've noticed that there isn't anymore real threat with demons anymore, and I decided to make something of myself.

So I went to collage and I've studied to be a teacher, I've hung up my sword and I put away my clothes, and changed it out for pencils, suits and homework.

Need help with math? I'll help, but I won't go easy on you.

Updated - Mod: Introduction

[gigiyuu]

GIYU! GIYU!

SHINAZUGAWA-SENSEI JUST CALLED SHINOBU KOCHO HOT, AND THICK IN THE RIGHT PLACES-

... I see... I'll have to challenge him then.

[misslili265]

hello, sweetheart. sooo, if you finished the series... can i ask dom Giyu, pls?? he is literally the personification of repressed emotions. let the boy get a little mad

Hey Love, it took me too long, sorry, but here it is your adorable emo boy, be a good girl with him today, he is mad... 💓

YANDERE GYIU X F.READER ( AU MODERN)

⚠️ It's a Yandere you can see dark themes

The hands pull the tie that until now was choking Gyiu. Suffocating, he looked in the mirror and reflected all the suppression that he feels lately come in around his mind.

At the sink hands as beautiful as marble, are fixed in support of the body. In the mirror the serious look and full of a whirlwind of emotions when looking at himself the he knows, today will be different.

Being a teacher is not an easy task, he needs to be assertive, patient and donate... always everything he does it's for the benefit of others. But today some peoplegonna be surprised... groups of students causing bullying on others in the school corridor were not only verbally warned as usual, it was possible to see the focused sensei Gyiu, pulling the cowards ones of the institution by their robes, in addition to taking few and good with the thrusts of a daggers, which came out of Gyiu's mouth as he talked about, how they were nothing but trash to society and how they didn't think for themselves but always followed the sheepdog like sheeps.

Those students returned home with their spirits crushed, as they have done several times for other students, today for sure, they would have a lot to think about...

while this, in the teachers' lounge when trying to prepare his own classes, Gyiu has a colleague teasing him, this was part of Gyiu's routine, until now, the math teacher Shinazugawa, whenever he has the opportunity, approaches to Gyiu to subliminally say that Gyiu's function does not perform the same importance in which Shinazugawa works.

Gyiu's mind is exhausted and he makes a decision. " No more."

With a gaze as deep as the Laurentian abyss, Gyiu rises from his chair, words are not uttered, but Sanemi's sarcastic smile is soon transformed into a hard-to-named set, as Gyiu's fists are kissing his face as he punch him, Shinazugawa is repeatedly beaten.

The teachers around, watching the scene in shock, rush to an intervention.

Who separates them is Gyomei, who calmly talks to the two. "- Gyiu, I understand your anger towards Shinazugawa, however, we don't want to set this example for children, please calm down." Says Gyomei gently placing his hands on Gyiu's shoulder which starts to let the air enter more smoothly into his panting lungs.

Shinazugawa is wiping the blood from his mouth with his shirt cuff, and not satisfied threatens Gyiu. Looking contemptuously.

But this time Gyiu take the lead and responds. "- I just hit you because I'm tired of your voice next to my ear, you don't make any difference in my life, for me you're nothing but a dog that was torn apart by someone, look at you, disgusting. I'm not afraid of a damn chihuahua like you. "

The embarrassment that Gyiu's words caused Shinazugawa was enough for him to jerk his arm out of Professor Kyojuro's hands and at that moment the most he could do before heading out of the room was to respond with a grunt. "- Tch."

The art teacher, Uzui breaks the tension of the moment, Gyiu "- I have to admit, Shinazugawa is a torment sometimes. And your punches were flamboyant, hahaha."

Gyiu doesn't respond. He just moves in a way to spoil his neck that snaps back, and goes again to his function. The room is silent, everyone is surprised, no one expected this, not from Gyiu. Who is always silent , calm and serene. But they realized something important this time, underestimating Gyiu would be a mistake, after all, he tame the explosive Sanemi Shinazugawa, and let's say that this is not an easy task.

Finally, at the end of the day, this moment is always special and awaited by Gyiu, who knows that in the following steps, he will soon be guided to your desired presence where he always find peace.

The door to Gyiu's shrine opens, the home he shares with his beloved wife, you.

But he's coming in and you're getting ready, the uniform shows you need to do an extra shift at work, this happens all too often, let's say that Gyiu got tired of it too. Just as he got tired of not having your cozy warmth around when he needs it most, it's at this moment that Gyiu is thinking as he looks at you, and decides for you, you can see he analysing your figure, you get a little stunned, but needs to leave for work.

You kiss him sweetly on the cheek and say goodbye."- Love, I'm leaving, see you later."

Normally he would respond with, "I love you too." Today, Gyiu's response was instead to let you go he goes to grab your wrist. "- Y/n, today, you will stay at home, with me."

You are surprised, and you try to understand. "- Honey but..."

"- I won't repeat mysel." He answers coldly. Gyiu takes the phone out of his pocket and looking into your eyes he is making a call while still holding it close to him. As the phone rings he raises his eyebrows in a warning and says

"- Shhhhhh... hello, I'm Tomioka Gyiu, I'm y/n's husband, sorry to inform you but she is not feeling well and won't be able to do the night shift, I needed call earlier but I couldn't, I hope you understand, thank you."

You are apprehensive.

"- Don't worry, your boss's reaction was just of concern, you will remain here, with me today."

Gyiu's hands now slowly are guided to your face, of course you are slightly scared, but, with you he wouldn't be like he did with everyone around, no, but he wants everything to go as he wishes today.

"- Y/n, put on that dress I like."

In his tone you can hear, he is not asking, he is demanding.

The fear is screaming in your eyes.

Gyiu always so calm has suddenly turned into a domineering man, you think twice before say something so as the things are like this you have to be silent.

As your "boss" said, you leave his presence and goes to your room, where you open your closet, taking from it, Gyiu's favorite dress, he loves when you put it on, the summer dress he gave you, it's comfortable, at the height of your thighs and has a certain transparency, the fabric lightweight is smooth to the touch.

While feels the fabric gently enveloping your body, as you look at yourself in the mirror, Gyiu's reflection it's already waiting, you couldn'thear his steps, with his arms crossed and waiting for you.

Your heartbeat is racing and the questions keep running through your mind. "What happened? Why is he behaving like this?" But today you don't will do nothing against his will...you slowly turn to him, showingyourself as your hands goes through the dress and your your face goes toward his.

Gyiu slowly walk to you. Again, your face is caressed, and your hair get into his game, being entwined between Gyiu's delicate movements of his fingers.

He comes closer and sticks his nose to your neck taking a deep breath and letting out his hot air.

In an hallucinate state he says. "Oh, oh...my y/n... how I want to smell this delicious scent of yours all night long."

Even seeing that Gyiu is different, you can't help but feel the shivers rising and falling caused by your husband's breathing, you cringe slightly.

Gyiu, seeing your reaction to his touch, goes crazy.

Grabbing you by the waist he kisses you as if he were going to swallow your mouth, it's a deep and intense kiss, you practically can't breathe, Gyiu doesn't want care about it, give your way y/n.

His body is thrown with yours on the bed. Gyiu continues to caress you madly, kissing you and using his lovely and experienced hands to run through your entire being and squeezing you all over at the point to make that spots purple later.

For a moment he stops and before saying what he has in mind, Gyiu invite you to look at his sapphire eyes. Oh...those blue eyes are the ocean that drowns you every time you dive in, the suffocating feeling of always getting lost in it is terribly pleasurable.

As an alpha he claims. "- Today you are my y/n, only mine."

Gyiu has a lot of stress to release, and I don't imagine it's little, but with you, all evasion will be in the form of the most possessive and genuine love.

Lucky woman...

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[chiharuhashibira]

What about a shorts featuring your fave Kimetsu No Yaiba teacher?

But make it Professor X Student 👀

Whew~ Here we go with the final part of Special Classes >////<

Have you enjoyed your History, Art, and PE classes? Yes? Oh that's good cause you'll also love your Math class 🤭

You are 22yo here, and a graduating student. Sanemi is 27.

Let's start now! 🌸

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒔

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

Content Warnings: ProfessorXStudent/Suggestive/Curse Words/Dom Sanemi/Degredation/Blow job/Matured Content/18+/Sexually Explicit/Blood/Violence

Minors DNI.

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🌸𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒘𝒂🌸

"Oi! That's not the answer! Have you listened to anything that I taught earlier?! Go back to your seat!"

You sat there and watched as Sanemi, your math professor, cast a critical eye over the room. You started to feel anxious because he might ask you to solve the problem in front of the class. And unfortunately, as if fate were conspiring against you, his purple eyes eventually landed on you.

Sanemi sat on your desk while maintaining an expression of irritation. "And what do you say, Y/L/N-san? Why don't you solve that math problem for me?" He asked the question sarcastically. You gave a small nod before rising from your seat, at which point you noticed that your chest felt heavy. You are aware that Sanemi is still glancing in your direction.

After a minute of solving, you turned to face the class and your professor, who was still sitting on your desk, looking amused, which surprised you. You took a deep breath and mustered up all of your courage before you spoke.

"f(x) is a quadratic function, and its graph is a parabola. As a result, it is not a one-to-one function because the parabola can be interrupted by horizontal lines at two different locations. The correct answer is a D."

Sanemi got to his feet and started walking towards you while softly clapping his hands. Your expression remained expressionless, and you experienced shyness despite the fact that you were aware that many eyes were staring at you at this very moment. You felt an arm stretched across your shoulder, and when you looked up, you noticed that Sanemi's face had finally stopped showing signs of annoyance.

"Woah! I thought this class was full of dumb brats! You surprised me, Y/L/N-san!"

You bowed your head respectfully and then proceeded to return to your seat. You no longer feel the same level of anxiety in your chest.

Because you are so accustomed to the harsh methods of teaching that Sanemi uses, these compliments seemed like a miracle that you would only hear once in your entire life.

--

"Sensei is so intimidating! Even if I do know the answer, I often forget it."

"So true! He's so harsh, and he is so anno—"

"Sssh, Aoi-san, if sensei hears you, he'll definitely make your life hell."

You couldn't help but overhear the conversations of the other students when your math class ended. What they are saying is true. Sanemi Shinazugawa isn't the nicest professor at the university. Oh well, he isn't soft at all, and he makes sure that you all know it.

Compared to the angel and most loved history teacher, Kyojuro, Sanemi's class is definitely an embodiment of hell. Especially if you're not studying well.

And as for you, you cannot fail any of your subjects. You are not the friendly type and you prefer to be alone than socialise. If you fail, you'll have no choice but to repeat the same subject with different people, and that would be so tiring.

Also, you already work outside your class hours aside from maintaining your scholarship. You can't lose all of that just because the professor teaching your math subject is the infamous Sanemi Shinazugawa.

--

After that day, on which you had successfully astonished Sanemi, a few days passed. It's well past midnight, yet you're still at the convenience store, where you are conducting an inventory check. The next thing you know, a man with a beard is grabbing your hand.

"Hey missy~ It looks like you're so busy. Need help?"

You pulled your hand away from him and took a step back. You felt a shiver when you managed to see that the man looked wasted. "No sir. Thank you." Despite the fear that started to bubble up in your stomach, you still tried to be as respectful as you are.

You were about to go when suddenly the man grabbed your hand again, tighter this time. You yelled but realised that the other employees were inside the stock room. You didn't want to shout, as you didn't want to scare the other customers, so you tried to squirm from his hold.

"Sir, let go of me."

"Come with me. I'll give you a better time counting how many times I can make you cum."

You were astounded by what he said and felt the tears almost fall from your eyes. But then, before they could fall, you suddenly heard a familiar voice that astounded you. You looked up, and there Sanemi was standing behind the man. His nails dug into the man's shoulder as he stared at him with fury in his eyes.

"One, I hate perverts. And two, I hate perverts who use numbers to rizz a poor kid. Let go of her before I make you rethink all of your life choices, you fucker."

And after only hearing his voice, the bearded man stumbled on his way out of the convenience store. And the good thing is, no commotion happened.

"You okay?" Sanemi said, pointing at your reddened arm. You looked back at him and noticed that he wasn't wearing his professor's outfit. The man looked so cool with his messy hair. He even looked cooler with that black leather jacket over his white shirt.

So, my professor looks like a normal person outside class...

You immediately recalled how tough he was earlier when he tried to save you from that pervert, and this sprang to mind before you could even think of anything else. You had no idea that he was capable of acting in such a way. And with that, you felt your heart racing as you felt heat coming up your cheeks when your eyes met.

"Hello?" He waved in front of your dumbfounded face and raised an eyebrow. It seems like Sanemi doesn't recognise you. So you shook your head and bowed in front of him.

"Sensei, thank you for saving me!"

"Hmm? Sensei?"

"I'm Y/L/N, Y/N, from the university. You're my math prof—"

"Oh, okay?"

You looked up once again and saw Sanemi looking away. He seemed preoccupied with the can of beer in front of him. Awkwardness filled the air. I think I shouldn't have told him I was his student! I hate how awkward I am when my mouth opens. You sighed and decided to thank him once again.

"Shinazugawa-sensei, thank you again. I'll get back to work."

Before you could head back to the storage room, Sanemi spoke up in a monotone.

"Uh, what time does your shift end?"

You were astounded by his question. Why would he ask that? You turned to look at him, but then you bumped your head on his chest. Apologising, you stepped back and stared into his lilac eyes as you spoke up.

"My shift's done in 30 minutes, sensei."

"It's late. Do you have someone to pick you up?"

You looked at Sanemi as if he were doing something unusual. Oh well, he does. Usually his mouth is full of curses, and his tone is always angry. But now it's different. Despite being monotone, it has a hint of... care?

"No sensei. I take the bus home."

"Okay. I'll just wait for you then."

"Uh why?"

"It's dangerous going home this late. And you're my student, so you're my responsibility. I'll drive you home."

Your heart started to toss and turn inside your chest, which almost made you want to throw up because of too much fluster. Sanemi is your saviour, and now he suddenly looks so cool that you can't take your eyes off him.

You didn't protest, as he is right. It's dangerous out there, especially since there was a man who tried to abduct you earlier.

A part of you felt a bit happy, as no one had shown you this care before, not even your parents. And with that last thought, you managed to end your shift.

You changed into a skirt and a shirt. As you walked out of the convenience store, you saw your math professor leaning against his car. "Three minutes late." He said this, checking his wristwatch before looking back at you.

You swear you could see the astonishment on his face when his eyes landed on you. But of course, that quickly faded away as he stood in front of you. "Sensei, I'm sorry if I made you wait."

"Just a favor. Don't call me sensei outside the university. People might think something's wrong if they heard you and saw you enter my car this late at night."

"Oh, sorry, Shinazugawa-san."

"Much better."

He opened the door for you, and his gestures shocked you. Last week, you saw how he almost threw a book at one of the students, and now here he is, being a gentleman. It's so not him.

You entered his car and were greeted with a minty, manly scent. Wow, this is Shinazugawa-san's vibe, for sure. You looked around and managed to settle down comfortably on the seat beside him. You tied your hair back and stared at Sanemi as he started the car. His hands looked so big. If that bearded pervert ever attempted to harm you, he wouldn't be able to withstand a punch from this man.

"Do you have a hand fetish or something?"

He asked that you cut off your thoughts. You looked away and apologised once again. Sanemi brushed it off and started driving.

"So where do you live?" He asked as his eyes peeled off the road. You told him your address, and he went on to ask you why you decided to work in a place too far from where you live.

"Oh, I have no choice. I need to grind for my future."

You felt like Sanemi wanted to say something, but he eventually stopped himself. And of course, you didn't say anything further. You don't want to make the travel more awkward than it already is. And when we say awkward, it's because you only answer when asked as if you're reading a script.

"So, what can you say about our classes? Don't tell me that I'm rude, 'cause I'm sure well aware of that."

Sanemi was the one who decided to break the silence. You played with the hem of your skirt and looked at your lap. You actually don't want to answer him, as you never wanted to offend him in any way. You sighed, and finally,

"You're cool."

"Oh. That's new." A small smile broke on Sanemi's lips, and that made you blush. Before you could say anything, Sanemi spoke up in a low tone. "I know that you're just saying that because of earlier, though. But thanks."

"Mmm..."

"Are you scared of me at class?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I study well. Why would I be afraid of you?"

"Good answer. You know, I'm tired of fucktard students who think my subject's not important."

And there, the curse words began. "I see."

"Are you really this silent? LOL"

You almost laughed when Sanemi verbally said LOL as it sounded funny. You tried to stop yourself from giggling, and you looked away. But yeah, back to his question. You just shrugged your shoulders and leaned back.

"Eh? You'll make our travels feel longer if you stay like that."

"Travels?"

"Your shift ends at the same time every day?"

"Yes. But what do you mean by trav—"

"Now we're talking." He chuckled and continued, "Whether you like it or not, I'll be here after your shifts as I also go home to the same town. I have a friend who's dorm is beside the convenience store, so don't fucking tell me that it'll be a bother, cause nope."

"But sen—"

"Sanemi. Call me by my first or last name when we're out of the university. You weren't paying attention earlier! Tsk!"

"Sorry..."

"And stop apologising too much."

You felt your heart go fast as Sanemi smiled at you. "I told you, you're my student, so you're my responsibility. And I don't want what happened earlier to repeat."

"Thank you, Sanemi-san."

--

That first time Sanemi drove you home became your math professor's task every time that you were at that convenient store.

You still acted a bit awkwardly towards him, but after a few days of those moments recurring, Sanemi slowly brought you out of your shell. And also, he managed to start making you feel more flushed than before. You started liking him and the times when he was there for you.

At the university, he's still like the chaos incarnate with his harsh antics. He even made one student cry because he became mad at them for being too loud in the hallway while he was teaching. And of course, at class, he didn't show you any special treatment. He even started to call you airhead at the uni.

But yeah, you didn't have any grudges against him, as all you wanted to do at the university was learn and pass. And you're clearly aware that Sanemi's just doing his job in his own way.

It just also seems like Sanemi has this facade at school. But you won't dive deep into that, as you never wanted to pry.

"Hey airhead."

The sound of Sanemi's voice reverberating through the hallway shook you out of your stupor. You turned your head to look at him and noticed that the math professor was approaching you from behind. There are no math classes today, so you were astounded to see Sanemi.

It is impossible not to fall in love with the charming way in which the sun's rays fall on him. Because of the way that his piercing eyes were fixed on you and the way that his hands were crossed, almost exposing his bare chest, you can't help but feel as though your breath is being slowly sucked out of you.

You bit your lip, still staring at him, when he finally stopped in front of you.

"Airhead, I'm going to fucking melt if you keep staring at me like that."

You blushed and looked away. But then, before you could give an excuse, Sanemi spoke first. "Your classes are done?"

"Yes sensei."

"Come with me. Help me check your papers."

You immediately nodded and followed him to the classroom of the Math Club. The members were out early today, so Sanemi got the entire room for himself. And yes, the man likes solitude sometimes.

Sanemi closed the door behind him and sat on his desk. "Just pull a chair from somewhere there." He pointed at the empty seats, and you complied.

Sanemi has been a nice guy to look out for you after work, and you really appreciate that. You wanted to pay him back sometimes, but he declined it, so one night you told him that you'd be his apprentice at the university, and you'd even help him with his tasks if needed. There, he agreed.

It wasn't the first time that the two of you shared this room to indulge yourselves in numbers. It was a win-win for you. First, you are definitely learning. If there are mistakes, Sanemi teaches you the formula, so that's an instant special class for you. Second, you kind of want to spend time with him, so these moments make your dreams come true.

Your work is just 4 hours as you are just a student, and the owner of the convenience store is too kind to make you work for 8 hours after your 6 hours of school. So, you won't be late even if you stay here at the university, as your work starts around 9 p.m.

Sanemi cleared his throat, which made you look at him. He was staring at you intensely, and when your eyes met, it was him who averted it this time. "Uh, so, how's the day? Any homeworks?" He asked with an awkward tone, which definitely surprised you, as he was usually sounding either cocky, angry, or caring.

"Yes sensei. On Iguro-san's chemistry classes."

"Hah! I hope my friend doesn't give you a hard time." Sanemi chuckled.

"He doesn't. He's less harsh than you are."

It was late when you realised what you said. You covered your mouth and stared at Sanemi, who had the veins on his forehead popping in irritation. "You brat. Math is important! If I weren't harsh, would you all fucking listen to me?"

"I will. I like it when you're gentle."

What you said surprised Sanemi. His cheeks suddenly turned pink, but he tried his best to hide it. You noticed it but didn't say a word. But inside you, you felt hot. You like it when Sanemi blushes. You bit your lip again and crossed your leg as you felt something weird down there.

His breathing has changed, and you watched his exposed chest as he did so. Your eyes landed on his scars, and a part of you wondered how they would feel if you touched them.

On the other hand, lots of crazy thoughts suddenly filled Sanemi's head.

She likes me when I'm gentle. What does this little fuck mean?

Your words almost caused his mind to shut down. He always looks forward to when you speak, as you're always so quiet, but times like this really astound him. He's flustered around you, and that's because he likes to have his own damsel in distress.

Your math professor's attracted to you, and you have no idea.

Sanemi straightened his collar and cleared his throat before continuing to check the papers. You watched as he moved in his seat, but you couldn't help but be perplexed as to why he responded in such an unexpected manner. You stepped up, bent towards him, and reached for some additional paperwork that had been placed in front of him so that you could also check those.

But then, instead of reaching the test papers, it was Sanemi's hand that you accidentally touched. "Oh sorry... I was just trying to get some papers." You said this and proceeded to take some papers, not knowing what your actions were doing to the professor.

His eyes watched you as you gently sat back, and without you noticing, those lavender orbs fell on your breast. He was observing you the whole time. As you breathed in and out, Sanemi watched your chest rise and fall.

You finally finished checking and smiled at your professor. But he was too taken with the sight in front of him. You tucked your hair back behind your ear and stood up from your seat.

"I'm done, Shinazugawa-sensei."

"Hey airhead, can you stop doing that?"

"Huh? Doing what?"

"Oh, for fuck's sake!" Sanemi stood up from his seat, and in just a blink of an eye, he pinned you on the wall, Kabedon style.

You blushed at what he was doing, as you didn't know why he was doing this in the first place. "S-sensei?" You asked, blinking in shock as you felt his hot breath touch your neck.

Sanemi stared at your eyes, and there you saw how they were painted with passion and... hunger? A part of you wanted to leave, but then the bigger part wanted whatever this was. He leaned in until your foreheads touched, then spoke to you in a deep, husky voice.

"The fuck are you doing with me, airhead? You don't know how much you make me want to do this."

"I don't know what you're saying..."

"You want me to be gentle, huh? What makes you think that I'll be gentle to a bitch like you?"

"Sensei..."

Before you could say any words, Sanemi smashed his lip over yours. You were stunned for a few moments before you realised that your math professor, your saviour, and your crush are pinning you on the wall and kissing you right now.

With that in mind, you slowly wrapped your hands around his neck and finally kissed him back, letting his tongue explore your mouth as you moaned.

But then...

"Oh fuck..."

Sanemi pulled out and walked far from you, his hand massaging his forehead. You stood up and watched him, feeling a bit anxious while doing so. He suddenly looks mad.

"Sensei..."

"What the hell, Y/N-san!" He suddenly said it in a roaring voice that made you shiver and almost tear up. He noticed that, so he went near you and held your shoulders. The lust in his eyes faded, and what you saw now was regret as he looked at you.

"Hey, I-I didn't want to take advantage of you. Believe me, Y/L/N-san. It's just that I didn't know what happened to me."

"I like you, sensei."

Those words just escaped your lips and left both of you stunned. You didn't want to tell him that, but you wanted him to calm down. You bit your lower lip, and with that, Sanemi finally took a step back.

"No. You can't. I'll just make you cry."

"Why?"

"Just follow what I'm saying."

You felt angry with what he was saying. Yes, he is older than you, but you hate the fact that he is mansplaining you now. You closed your fist in anger, with nails digging into your palm. And while glaring at him. You finally spoke up.

"Then why the fuck would you kiss me, Sanemi?"

Sanemi rubbed his face in frustration, and finally...

"Because you're fucking easy. I can fuck you if I want to. But you see, I'm doing you a favour here. If all this time you had liked me, then you might as well bend over on that table—"

SLAP!

You didn't care if you were inside his den or if he was your professor. What he told you hurt you, and all you wanted to do now was leave. Tears rolled down your cheeks as you watched Sanemi massage the cheek that you just slapped.

"I hate you! You're just like anybody else."

You said that and finally went out of the room, leaving the man with his guilt.

Yes, Sanemi chose to hurt your feelings instead, as he didn't want you to like a man like him. He's harsh; he even hurts the feelings of his younger brother.

He had hurt a lot of women because of that attitude, and now he didn't want to hurt you too.

So, even if he hated it, he said those words to push you away.

I like you too. But even if I wanted to give you my love, you're my student. I can't hurt you that way.

--

Days passed, and you still went to his classes with a heavy heart. You didn't answer his classes like before; you didn't even react if he taunted the other students. And yes, he did that; you know he avoided you like the plague. He never called your name. He didn't even try to look at you. Suddenly, you're invisible again.

The night after that encounter, all you did was cry. You didn't even go to work. You lied through your teeth when you told your manager that you were sick.

And yes, Sanemi stopped driving you home. Perhaps what he said was true. I'm fucking easy? You thought about it for the hundredth time as you finished your shift. You stepped out of the convenience store, wishing you would see him parked by the—

"Sanemi..."

"Oi, Y/N. How are you?"

The sight of Sanemi again was like a blow to the chest. He had his back against the car, arms folded. You decided to ignore him, walking away, but then he caught your arm.

"Hey, please listen to me."

"What the fuck do you want? If you want to fuck someone, go to a strip club or something."

"No."

"Then what?!"

You pulled your hands away from him, glaring as if you wanted him to just disappear. His sight reminds you of all the hurtful things he said at that time.

"I'm sorry. I messed up."

"Go tell your sorry to some other easy kid. I won't buy that. You are free to fucking fail me if you so choose. I'll just transfer."

"Hey! No!"

You walked away, leaving Sanemi again, but he chased you and blocked your way. He isn't wearing any of those facades as he faces you right now. He looks distressed and sad, and a part of you wanted to give in, but men are like this. They do things like this if they need something from you, and you hate him anyway.

"I love you, Y/N."

"And now you suddenly love me? Oh, please, perhaps you're just horny again."

You tried to escape from him, but Sanemi didn't let you. He held your shoulders and stared into your eyes, begging for you to listen to him.

But then, before he could speak, a person suddenly appeared behind you.

"I hate to disturb this love quarrel, but you need to pay for messing up with me."

And suddenly, all your strength seemed to be sipped out of your body as you saw how Sanemi pushed you away as the perverted man from before tried to stab you. Sanemi received the attack on his side, which made the culprit run away.

The man who stabbed Sanemi was then unintentionally run over by a truck and sent flying, as if fate were on your side to avenge you.

Your eyes widened as everything went red. Your professor coughed blood and fell on your shoulder.

"No... No... No Sanemi! Don't die on me!"

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too. Please don't leave me."

"I love... you... Sorry..."

He said that, and then he passed out.

--

"What happened to Nii-chan?"

You were astounded when you met his little brother. He entered Sanemi's room with worry on his face. You always see this guy at school, and Sanemi seems to hate him so much. You're a year ahead of Genya and you didn't even think that Sanemi was his brother.

"Sanemi-san saved me earlier. I'm sorry if this happened to him, Shinazugawa-kun."

"No! Don't say that! It's not your fault at all. My Nii-san's really great. He would save people a thousand times if he only could."

You watched as Sanemi's brother sat on the couch beside you, looking at his unconscious brother. It's the first time that you've really looked at him, so it's also the first time that you've seen that he also had scars like Sanemi had.

"Sorry Shina—"

"I'm Genya. Are you my brother's girlfriend? He always speaks about a girl who seems to fit your description."

"Oh?"

You blushed at Genya's words. So, Sanemi's thinking of you? For real? He even went all the way to telling those feelings to his little brother. You weren't able to speak as if he knew that you were a student at the same university where his brother teaches. He'll surely freak out.

"Do you think your brother will be okay?"

"Yes. He had endured this kind of injury a lot of times. I'm sure that his wound now won't be the one that kills him."

A lot of times? Questions filled your head as you stared at Genya. He seems a bit relaxed. Perhaps he trusts his brother so much.

"What do you mean, though?"

"Oh, Nii-chan saved my life when I was younger from an accident. See these scars? He also has this, but it's a lot worse. He endured all the pain just to save me. Nii-san would do anything for the people he loves. Even if it means hurting himself."

Your heart started beating fast once again as you remembered that, before he passed out, Sanemi had told you that he loved you. Perhaps that's why he took that stab at you. But why would he hurt your feelings back then in the classroom if he really did? You're confused as much as you are happy to know that the professor loves you. There were a lot of things that you wanted to hear from him.

"The fuck are you doing here, Genya?"

Both you and Genya were astounded as Sanemi's faint voice was heard. Both of you stood up and ran to his side. Sanemi groaned and tried to sit, but you stopped him.

"Hey no... Just lay down. Please."

He complied without any complaints, but then he looked at Genya. Sanemi caressed his brother's arm. "Hey, you won't get rid of Nii-san that easy." He grinned, which made Genya smile too. "I know Nii-san."

That's the first time that you've seen the innocence and peace on Sanemi's face. He looked like an angel. You smiled at them and were about to leave the siblings, but then Sanemi caught your arm and looked at you with loving eyes.

"Are you okay? What happened to the fucktard?"

"Sanemi-san, I'm good. You should relax first."

"But I want to know."

"The man died. After stabbing you, he ran onto the street and got hit."

"Oh, he got what he deserved!"

Genya spoke in a loud tone that made Sanemi chuckle. You held Sanemi's hand, caressing it as your eyes locked with each other. Then suddenly...

"Genya, I see that you've met my star student, Y/N."

"Oh? Student?!"

Genya was astounded by what Sanemi said. But no one could beat the surprise on your face. Yes, you'll always be his student, and that shit hurts.

But before you can say anything...

"And Genya, I'll punch you if you ever try hitting on her. She's not just my star student. I also love her."

"Nii-san..."

"Sanemi..."

"Your secret's safe with me, Nii-chan. It's nice meeting you finally, Y/N-san."

"Thank you. Genya, can you leave us alone for a while? I'll talk with you later."

After a nod, Genya walked out of the room. Sanemi held your hand tightly and smiled at you. "I'm glad you are okay, Y/N." His voice was soft as he said those words. He had a smile, as if he had just won the lottery. Perhaps saving you is really important to him.

"Yes. It's because of you, sensei— I mean, Sanemi."

He chuckled and caressed your hand with his fingers. "I'm so sorry if I told you lots of hurtful words back then. I didn't mean to tell you those. I was just scared to hurt you. I always hurt the people who become close to me."

"No. I think you're wrong. Why don't you try giving yourself credit? Like with Genya-kun. He adores you so much."

"But... I wasn't able to save our whole family."

"Don't blame yourself for everything, Sanemi. You did your best. And I think your family is proud of you. And I'm not saying that you shouldn't be harsh or whatever; I'm just saying that you shouldn't push people away because you're not saving them. You're hurting them."

"Like what I did to you. God, I hate myself for saying those things. I'm sorry."

"I've already forgiven you. Don't think about that too much."

You leaned in to kiss his lips, which surprised the man when you pulled out.

You smiled at him and caressed his face. "I don't want to lose you again, Y/N." He said this as he caressed your hand.

"You won't lose me anymore, Sanemi. I love you."

"I love you too. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes."

--

"Hey airhead!"

You were surprised when Sanemi's voice echoed in the hallway. You looked up at him, and there, you were astounded by how stunning he is. With the sun setting the spotlight on him, you saw his littlest details. The way his grin lights up his face, his arms swing gracefully at his sides, and his gaze follows yours.

You weren't able to look away even before he finally spoke up, teasing you. "I'm going to fucking melt if you keep staring at me like that."

This is deja vu. Sanemi crossed his arms and,

"Come with me. Help me check the papers again."

"Okay sensei."

You walked behind Sanemi, and when you reached the classroom, he locked it. You were about to pull up a chair to sit and check the papers when Sanemi sat on his chair and patted his lap. "Nope. Sit here."

"Sensei..."

"You don't want to obey me?" He asked with a challenging voice, which definitely turned you on. So, of course, you slowly sat on his lap while blushing madly.

"So, I want you to solve this for me."

Sanemi said while caressing your thighs under the table. With his touch, you felt your body tingle. You spread your legs and thanked yourself for choosing to wear a skirt today. You felt yourself becoming wetter, so you slowly rubbed yourself against Sanemi's groin, causing him to moan.

"I thought we'd check papers, sensei?" You said it innocently, teasing him.

Sanemi rested his head on the crook of your neck and used his right hand to cup your breast under your shirt. "I love it when you play innocent, baby." He said, obviously turned on by your actions.

"What am you saying, sensei? You said I need to solve something, so I'm just patiently waiting." You said this, continuously feigning innocence as you felt Sanemi's cock get harder with the friction.

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you so hard, Y/N."

He said, making you giggle. But suddenly, Sanemi stood up, making you stand up too. He pointed to the table and smirked at you. "Bend over."

You felt your titties become harder as arousal took over your body. Heat crept up to your face as you heard the change in Sanemi's breathing. Also, the fact that you're both at the university right now turned you on. You loved that it was risky.

So, with no doubt in mind, you bend over the table, exposing your wet underwear to him. Sanemi loved the view. After unbuckling his belt and removing his pants, he approached you, and you felt his hard cock rubbing against your clothed cunt.

You wanted to see how big it was, as this is your first time with him. Days before this, you had your first foreplay with him, but that was over the phone. He made you cum thrice just by his voice.

"What is two times two?"

"Four."

"Yes, I will make you cum four times in this room."

You felt excited. And what made you more aroused was when Sanemi went down on you and started licking your cunt as you were bent down like a slut for him. He removed your underwear and began running his tongue through your slit.

Sanemi chuckled as you squirmed because of the pleasure. His chuckle reverberated on your skin, sending your tingles.

Then, to your astonishment, Sanemi spanked your ass, making you yelp.

Sanemi stood up and caressed your ass. "Mmm, you don't know how much you're turning me on right now. Face me and kneel down." He said, which you happily obeyed.

You faced him with your eyes trailing from his lustful expression down to his unbuttoned shirt, then down to his big and hard cock.

"You feeling scared now, Y/N?" He said this, smirking at you. But then, without any words, you knelt down and slowly caressed his cock as you adored it. It was so big that you might actually cum more than four times because of it.

Slowly, you swiped the tip on your lip and licked the cum that was already oozing out of it because of being turned on. You held it with your right hand and trailed the bottom of the shaft up to the top before putting it all inside your mouth.

"Oh fuck. Your mouth feels so good, Y/N."

Sanemi held your head and thrust on you as you bobbed your head on his cock. You felt almost gagging as it reached your throat, but you stopped it and decided to look at Sanemi in the eyes as he enjoyed your blowout. "Mmm, baby, I'll fucking make you scream in pleasure if we just weren't at uni this time." He said, patting your head like a good girl.

You were about to give him a hand when suddenly Sanemi yanked your hair and spread you out on the floor. Taking off the rest of your clothes, he started kissing you. Slowly, you felt his hands on your clit as he started rubbing them in circles.

You moaned in his mouth as you bucked your hips up in pleasure. "Shhh, the students might hear us, baby," he whispered as he pressed his lips to yours once more.

With how he stimulates your clit, you can't help but feel overwhelmed. "Mmm near baby!" You said this as you squirmed underneath him. "Yes, baby, cum for me like a good girl."

With that, Sanemi rubbed your pussy faster than before, which almost made you scream, but thankfully, he managed to cover your mouth. And there, after a few seconds, you felt the tingly sensation all over your body. Your eyes rolled with pure lust as your hips bucked up to match the pace of his fingers.

You felt the high subside, and yet Sanemi isn't done with you. Even if you're still intoxicated from your first orgasm, Sanemi lifted you onto the table once more and sucked your titties.

"That's the first one, baby. Now, let's go with the rest."

Sanemi pulled your hair, which made you moan as he kissed your neck, leaving a trail of love bites. As he did so, your hands worked to remove his remaining clothing as well. And when his clothes fell on the floor, you ran your nails on his back.

"Fuck me." You whispered that made him smile.

"Of course I will."

Slowly, Sanemi aligned his cock on your pussy, and with one swift thrust, he finally succeeded in penetrating you, compelling you to cling to him as your pleasure began to return. You bit his neck, which made him groan in your ear.

"Oh fuck. Do that again, and I'll fucking punish you, airhead."

You looked into his eyes and saw him looking at you intensely as he continued to thrust into you slowly. You caressed his face and kissed his cheek. "I love you."

That seemed to fuel him, as suddenly Sanemi's thrusts became harder and faster, making your breast jiggle beneath him. He sucked on one of your nipples and continued to fuck your brains out.

You wrapped your legs around his waist to let him go deeper. With that, Sanemi managed to repeatedly strike the perfect spot within you, and you felt your orgasm building up once more. "Ahhh, Sanemi, I'm cumming."

"Good girl."

He rubbed your clit again while continuously fucking you so hard. And there, after just three seconds, you squirted on his cock, making him smirk.

He pulled out of you and watched as you panted underneath him. "That's two for you and still zero for me." Just looking at him right now, you can really say that this man has stamina.

"But we're not done yet, babe... That was so hot when you squirted on my cock. Do it again."

He said and with that, Sanemi finally bent you over the table. You used the poor table as a support, as you felt that your strength had already escaped from your body.

Without hesitation, while holding your waist, Sanemi thrust deeply into your dripping pussy and fucked you.

With every thrust, you managed to whimper in pleasure. "Fuck Sanemi, you're so good." You muttered between your pants, and that made your math professor more aroused. You felt his thrusts become faster again as his nails dug into your waist. You whimpered in pain and pleasure, with tears already welling in your eyes.

He cupped your breasts and left love marks on your neck. "Fuck so tight for me, love." And with that, you matched his pace, also moving your hips with his rhythm. Then, for the third time, you felt your pussy increasing in temperature as his cock continued to strike your gspot.

And there, you finally squirted once again, letting out an audible moan as you did so. Sanemi covered your mouth and continued to fuck you as the tingles subsided.

Without pulling out, Sanemi turned you towards him and lifted you. "Third. I'm so done edging. I'm going to make you cum for the fourth time. And yes, baby, I will fill you with my seed. I know you want that, right?" He asked gently as he playfully squeezed your ass.

You didn't answer, as you felt weak with pleasure. Sanemi smirked and gave you a passionate kiss, biting your lip while inserting his cock into you. You held on to him tightly and wrapped your legs around his waist so that you wouldn't fall.

"Don't worry. I won't let you fall."

"Are you sure you can... your wound..."

"I can. I'm all healed, remember?"

You sobbed on his shoulder as he abruptly inserted his cock into you, preventing you from speaking. It felt so good! Sanemi moaned in your ear as he slowly let the pleasure build. He won't hold back this time.

As Sanemi lifted you up and down his cock, you couldn't help but be impressed by his strength. His thrusts were deeper this time, so to tease him, you clenched your pussy around his manhood, which made him moan loudly. "Fuck! Fuck!"

He couldn't take it anymore, so he placed you down on the table again and lifted your legs on his shoulders. He desperately desired to cum inside you, so he fucked you faster, nearly causing you to scream with pleasure. He didn't cover your mouth this time; he couldn't as he was too focused on how beautiful you are beneath him.

With the lascivious sound of your moaning and skin slapping, he can't help but feel his orgasm inside of him. You, on the other hand, are already feeling the tingles as you feel like cumming.

Sanemi smashed his lips on yours, and there, both of you cummed in unison. You squirmed as your cunt squirted on his cock while he released his seed inside of you. You felt like passing out as the high subsided. Sanemi finally pulled out, making his cum drip on the floor. But who would care? You're drunk on passion.

He lifted you and placed you on his lap as you embraced him tightly. You love this man so much, and you can't help but be happy that he is finally yours.

Sanemi ran his hand through your hair and kissed your forehead. "You're such a good girl. Came four times for... sensei." He teased you, which made you blush.

"Y/N... when I saw you in trouble back then, I told myself that I wanted to protect you. And here we are now."

"Thank you, Sanemi." You said this as your eyes locked with each other. The wind blew over your naked bodies, making you feel the shivers, but then Sanemi embraced you and let you rest on his chest.

"You're just like me when I was younger, babe. I used to do everything for myself and Genya. I even worked back in college too, like you."

"So, you saw yourself in me?"

"Kind of. But you're better. So, I am trying to protect you from bad things. Even from myself... Because a part of me knows that it's wrong to like your student."

"But do you regret loving me now?" You asked, anxious as you watched Sanemi sigh.

"No. The thing that I regret most is trying to hurt you. You're not an easy girl, Y/N. Don't ever believe any of the shitty words I said before."

You smiled at him and kissed his lips. Feeling your strength once again, you slowly sat on his lap, facing him this time. "What I regret is hating you... I love you, Sanemi. Thank you for always saving me." You said it with tears falling from your eyes. You embraced him and buried your face in the crook of his neck.

"Shhh... Don't cry, babe. Please."

Sanemi lifted your head and wiped away your tears. He kissed your forehead and caressed your cheek.

Eyes locked with each other again, you realised how your life would change today. And it'll change for the better with Sanemi by your side. Yes, the infamous Sanemi Shinazugawa fell in love with you, and you're happy with it.

"I love you, Sanemi."

"We're in school, baby." He teased, and that made you chuckle. So then,

"I love you, Shinazugawa-sensei."

"I'm just kidding! But I love you too, Y/N."

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𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓢𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼~

You won't know how happy I am that I finally completed this~

Originally, it was supposed to be just headcanons but you know me, I can't write short fics that easy HAHA So, when I was writing 𝑺𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔: 𝑯𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 for Kyojuro, I revised it tonnes of times XD

But there, the series flowed until here we are with Sanemi's part! I hope you loved it🤭 As promised, I made it long as it was delayed already HAHA!

Reblogs, Comments, and Requests are highly appreciated! Love you!

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE SUPPORT~ I'll see you on my other stories UwU

MDNI!

Ja ne~

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

𝐊𝐲𝐨𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐨𝐤𝐮 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐧 𝐔𝐳𝐮𝐢 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐎𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐢 𝐈𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

[juni-aldaine123]

PATIENCE /kny; inoaoi

・❥・ oneshot . modern au . highschool au . classmates . mild language . crushes . short . humour . funny . fluff . crackfic . scatterpatter's incorrect quotes . repost from ao3

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'Deep breath in...deep breath out...' Aoi assuaged herself, as the strong urge of strangling a wild boar intensified with the amount of antics he performed in the classroom and that involved her as the class monitor.

"Inosuke! Would you please take your seat? Shinazugawa-sensei is about to come and you don't want to get in trouble with him, now do you?" she asked in an exasperated tone that clashed against the sickly saccharine smile on her face.

"I'll do whatever the hell I want!"

"I'm afraid I can't allow you to do tha-"

"You can't stop me!" The energetic male shrieked and he clambered on top of a desk situated right in front of the blackboard.

"Inosuke you can't stand on the teacher's table! Get down!

Agitation began clawing at her nerves as Aoi so desperately wanted to keep her hands off that muscular pack of nuisance and irritation.

She impulsively grabbed him by his leg and pulled him off the desk, successfully making him fall on his butt on the ground as all the students uncharacteristically shut their mouths waiting for the ultimate showdown to begin.

"What the fuck was that for?!" Inosuke hollered and everybody present in the room heard his colourful vocabulary of profanities and sincerely prayed for his safety because even a blind man would be able to see the murder in Kanzaki Aoi's eyes as she inched closer to the fallen boy who refused to keep his mouth shut.

But as quickly as the lethal intent had appeared in her it had dissipated just as soon and was replaced by white hot rage.

Curling her fists in tight balls she closed her eyes and muttered a prayer so inaudible that no one but Inosuke could hear it despite the pin drop silence enveloping them.

"God, please give me patience to deal with this moron."

"I think you mean 'give me strength'."

"Oh. If God had given me enough strength you'd have been dead by now."

And a death glare was sent towards the unfortunate Inosuke who then not only had to deal with the scolding of his math teacher who came soon after the commotion ended but also had to spend an hour in detention under the watchful gaze of one Kanzaki Aoi.

Well good for him, he got to spend some alone time with pigtails.

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┊┊┊✧ ⁺ ⁺╚══ Training Camp ╝

Premise: Giyuu asks for one of the interns at the academy to be assigned to his care as the training camp was approaching and he didn’t have enough energy to deal with all the brats and their antics.

Word Count: 3660

Note: This is set up in the Kimetsu Academy world~

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Tomioka Giyuu was not the best nor most popular teacher around Kimetsu academy, his students liked his class though interestingly, specially his first years; Tanjiro has even gone as far as to declare him his favorite teacher, his mentor, his model figure, and yes, that isn’t much of a praise, everybody knows Tanjiro likes being active, he enjoys being tortured into a better man, being shaped for greatness, hence, he would most likely like P.E no matter who the teacher was. Or that’s what Giyuu likes to think, Tanjiro on the other hand really cares for his opinion and wants nothing more than to be in his care.

Which takes us to today, the last day to submit extra curricular activities for the rest of the year.

Tanjiro and Inosuke had been begging him to take them outdoors, to train them in the wild, who needed a pool when they could take swimming lessons in a river? Who needed to run around the school when you could climb a mountain? The great outdoors was waiting for them and only Giyuu had the resources to please his students, didn’t want to though….dealing with those wild creatures on his own was too much to ask of him and none of the other teachers would like to go with him, he doesn’t get along with majority of them and he didn’t want to be an inconvenience for Himejima-san so that wasn’t an option either.

“Tomioka, you have the next period off right?” Kocho-sensei…maybe she’d help him…but her fiancee wouldn’t like that, why was it so difficult to just say no to a bunch of brats? That would be the end to this nightmare, but just thinking of the disappointed look on their faces made it impossible to stop right there without trying, he was getting soft.

“Yeah, why?” 

“Oh well, our new intern is here as you can see. I have a class in ten minutes and Shinazugawa-sensei who was supposed to show her the school, was called in for a parent’s meeting. Could you show her around?” you were partially hidden behind her, the large butterfly hairpins on her head covering your entire face from view. 

He heard about the interns last week. One of them was to be assigned to the first years, the other one was to help the principal with some managing tasks, but he rarely pays attention in those meetings, they never have anything to say that directly affects him, until now that is.

“I guess, yeah…” hearing his voice made you come out from the safe heaven that Kocho-sensei’s back was, smiling down at him and offering him a little wave.

“Great! She’s (Y/N), such a darling! Would you look at this pretty face!” she turned around on her heels to squish your face with both of her hands, adoration dripping from her eyes like honey. She’s been the only female teacher in the school for years, having you around was a dream come true for her, doting on you soon to be her top priority.

“Kanae-shan, my fashe hurts.” your cute fishy lips made her squeal even more, causing Rengoku-sensei to intervene. “Let’s go, let her be, you have a class now. Tomioka will take good care of our new little dove.” shooting you a playful wink, he dragged the perpetrator away from you, leaving you with a very stoned faced Giyuu.

He wasn’t one to talk, even more when he didn’t know the person. But he was tasked to show you around, that’s something he can do, a brilliant idea hitting him like a truck.

“(Y/N)-sensei, come this way. Do you mind if we stop by a class first? A student of mine dropped this here, it would be a good opportunity to meet the students you’ll be working with closely the next few weeks.” nodding excitedly, you followed him around like a little lost chick, it was an adorable sight, even for a man like Giyuu, he could now understand the behavior of his co-workers, a bit at least.

That student of his was no other than Kamado Tanjiro, the pride and joy of the school. “Tanjiro, you left this on my desk.” the loud obnoxious cackles of Zenitsu got your attention, “Gah! So stupid, hahahaha Tanjiro, your so stupid! How could you forget your phone on his desk? We aren’t even allowed to bring them this far in the school!” rubbing the back of his neck, Tanjiro made his way to the front of the class to retrieve the forbidden item, his curious eyes landing on you instantly.

“Who’s the pretty girl, Tomioka-sensei? Is she your girlfriend?” the gasps that left everybody’s lips in unison tinted your beautiful cheeks of an array of shades of pink. 

“Tomioka’s girlfriend??? Never, she’s too pretty.” a loud smack could be heard resonating in every corner of the classroom, getting physical with his students wasn’t a common practice of his but Zenitsu has a special place in every teacher’s list in the academy, one that not even the principal gets to question.

“She’s the new intern, she will be helping a few of your teachers around for some time and will be in charge of one of your subjects later in the future.” 

“Oh! What do you teach….uhm…pretty-sensei?” the blinding smile this child has could kill a zombie, it was endearing, making you come out of your shell.

“My name is (L/N) (Y/N), I will hopefully be in charge of your English lessons starting next semester.”

“Oh yeah, the old fart is retiring.Thank goodness…”

“Do you want another one? Cuz my hand is ready…” sitting up straight, he covered his face with the book he was holding, avoiding another smack from the angry teacher in front of him.

“English…I’m not very good at that, sensei….would you help me…?” letting an honest desperate tear out, Tanjiro was now clinging from one of your arms, his teachers spoil him and that is a known fact across the school, but you didn’t know him yet, this was a bit too much for you and Giyuu noticed, quickly detaching the youngster from your side.

“Behave.”

“But Tomioka-sensei….we all suck at English here! You see (Y/N)-sensei, our old teacher didn’t care much for us so he just gave us assignments and went straight to nap on his desk…so we are all in danger of failing this year!” the drama covering his words and expressions made you giggle, you were still nervous of meeting the kids, this was your first time putting into practice everything you’ve studied for years, it was nerve-racking, but you were glad your first students were this lovely.

“I’ll do everything within my power to help you guys!” that’s it, you fell right in Giyuu’s trap. A rare smirk was on his lips, making his students shiver in fear.

“Say (Y/N)-sensei….would you like to come with us to training camp?” the loud cheers could be heard from the third year’s floor, anyone outside of the situation would have mistaken this for the last day of school.

“Training camp?” tilting your head to the side, your eyes were glued to Giyuu’s, there was an evil glint on them, yet he seemed somewhat excited.

“Yeah, this class has been asking for a camping trip for months but I was about to cancel it since no other teacher had time to go with us and they are too many for me to handle on my own.”

“Please say yes, sensei!! We could have a study session after a nice walk up the mountain! Can you imagine? The fresh air, the birds singing! Isn’t that the best environment ever to learn English?” he was trying way too hard, it was almost comical, but he really wanted this training camp to be a thing, he was the one who brought it up to begin with. “Right, Tomioka-sensei???”

“Oh yeah, I agree. I’ve read somewhere your brain retains languages better after a good workout.” he was bluffing and you knew it, but you could feel in the air how much everyone wanted this camp to be a thing and if you could help with something this important this fast, you’d take it.

“Ok, let’s do this!” the entire class was swarming around you, the girls complimenting you, the guys showing off. 

Mission accomplished.

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Your first week as an intern went by fast.

The first couple of days you helped Shinazugawa-sensei grading some papers, then the other two you were tasked to help Rengoku-sensei planning a school fair with another first year’s class. 

But Friday, was the day you were tasked to help Tomioka-sensei with P.E.

And it was honestly better than you had hoped for it to be. 

He wasn’t the most talkative teacher, nor the mellowest one, but you somehow felt at ease when he was around.

Helping him was fun, you had to pick some balls up and stash them away, help the girls with stretching routines, fetch water for everyone, being this active was making you regret not choosing P.E as major, even if you weren’t really a sporty person, this was fun, the best way to close off the week.

Or so you thought.

“(Y/N)-sensei, don’t forget you gotta be in the parking lot by 8AM tomorrow. The bus leaves an hour later but I would like your help loading everything in the bus before the pests arrive.” you completely forgot the camp was that same weekend, you’ve been so busy the entire week you haven’t even gotten time to pack your bag,

“Sure! I’ll be there on time!” your cheeks were flushed from exertion and the long hours of sun exposure, your hair was messy, having the wind to thank for that, the way your uniform matched his own, somehow stunned Giyuu, like a jellyfish in the hunt. He forgot how to talk or that he even had to, so he just stared at your retrieving form, an expression never seen before by his students covering his face.

And oh how wonderful would this be if nobody had seen the entire scene unfold, but Zenitsu and Tanjiro just finished changing out of their uniforms when they saw the exchange, a new common purpose and agreement was met behind quiet snickers and evil smirks.

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Camping was definitely a new experience.

Being a city girl, the opportunity to let yourself loose in nature was rare and you haven’t gone camping since…well…you haven’t really, not at all. So the knowledge you had of it was also very little.

The school gave little to no help, only allowing you to use the school bus for the trip, the rest of equipment was basically brought by every student.

Giyuu had gotten some budget to buy the food, part of the adventure was to make them cook, so he just bought the ingredients needed for curry, they could eat the same twice, not the end of the world, but this also meant you didn’t have the required camping gear and you didn’t realize this until you saw everyone’s large bag and compared it to your small backpack.

“Sensei where’s your tent? And your sleeping bag? Or is your stuff already in the bus?” Tanjiro just wanted to help, he was looking to load your stuff in for you like the gentleman he is, but the aggravated look on your face made him gasp in horror, “You don’t have any???”

“Well I mean…I didn’t know I needed so much stuff…it was silly of me, of course, this is a camping trip, I needed to bring camping gear…” letting your small bag fall from shoulder, you collapsed on a nearby bench, what were you supposed to do now? You can’t just leave them now, they’re already there and you’ve never seen so many excited faces all in one place, this would break their hearts…

“Tomioka-sensei! Can you share with (Y/N)-sensei? Seems like she doesn’t have a tent and well, it would be improper for her to share with a student…” it wouldn’t that was for sure, you could just share a tent with some of the girls, but not on his watch, face one of plan ‘buy one get one free’ was now in its course.

“Wouldn’t it be more improper for us to do so, genius?” the deadpan look on his face made you chuckle, Tanjiro was being a little obvious, it was cute.

“Why? You two are teachers, wouldn’t it be normal for you to share a tent the same way you share your office?” he was playing dumb and he wasn’t particularly good at it, Giyuu was annoyed by the whole ordeal but if you didn’t come with him he would have to deal with all the brats on his own and he got no patience for that.

“Yeah whatever, I think there’s a spare sleeping bag in Uzui’s office, go fetch it.” and so he did running with glee, everything was going according to plan.

As for Zenitsu, he was diligently indicating everyone where to sit as to leave only one double sit empty, his aim was for you two to sit together and enjoy the romantic scenery ahead, he was certainly the smartest and he was proud of himself. Winking at Tanjiro when finally the three of you boarded the bus, he pulled his friend quickly to his side, whisper yelling at him his plan before he took the empty sit on the front “You idiot!! That’s face two of the one plus one plan! You gotta sit with me dumbass!”

“Wasn’t it the ‘Buy two get one free’ plan?”

“Who cares, I don’t remember the deal they were running at the convenience store when we planned this! You know what I mean!” yeah, the smartest, of course.

But his plan was a success, at least in their eyes.

You have fallen asleep rather quickly, your head pressed cozily on the crook of Giyuu’s neck as a result of the bumpy ride. He was so shocked he didn’t breathe for the rest of the way, his eyes as wide as they could be, his hands sweating like crazy.

Faces one and two of the plan, completed.

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The climb was hard, even if you brought your comfiest outfit, your feet hurt, your back ached, the sweat was starting to itch everywhere on your skin and the lack of hydration was starting to hit you. Giyuu saw it plastered on your face, even when you didn’t complain, not even once, he knew you were at your limit, choosing the next plain to set the campsite.

“Alright kids, this is it, our spot for the night. Go do your thing, I expect the tents to be up and ready in thirty minutes, there’s a lake not far from here, we’ll go for a swim after that.” collapsing on a log, you reached for the last drop of water in your bag as you tried to get air back into your lungs.

“Don’t worry about ours, I’ll take care of that, just rest.” his strength display made your legs turn to jelly, the way his muscles flexed while setting the tent, the way his hair stuck to his face, how he made everything look so easy, and did he always have those pretty eyes? Why were you fully seeing this man until now? You’ve been truly missing out.

Of course, your ogling was caught by the lightening rat who was lurking behind a tree, quietly brewing the next face of their plan.

The campsite was all set within the thirty minutes indicated by their teacher, this was a training camp after all, they’re there to become stronger, to get better in everything physical, they had to perform well if they ever expected for this experience to repeat itself.

Before being allowed to play in the river, their swimming skills were evaluated by their teacher who was diligently recording their times for future reference.

But the hike and the races were more than enough for the training aspect of the camp. Play time was needed too, even for the best, and you made it known to the man in charge, “Tomioka-san, would it be ok if we give them a break? The weather is lovely, lets give them some time to play in the water.” you were batting your eyelashes at him, he was a tough man to convince but you’ve noticed this somehow worked, he had developed some sort of a soft spot for you and even if he denies it, it works every time. “Yeah ok. You heard the boss, brats. Go play in the water.”

The loud outburst of gleeful screams made you smile, you had thought of just sitting under a tree and enjoy of some very well deserved rest, though, Zenitsu had another plans. Squirting water over to the rock you were about to step on with an evil smirk, he hid underwater before anyone would notice.

The mossy rock was now slippery, making you slip. Giyuu grabbed your hand as quickly as he could, though, momentum brought the two of you into the river together, him laying on top of you on the shallow area.

You just stared up into his beautiful eyes and got lost in them for what felt like an eternity, then the two of you burst out laughing, trying to help one another out of the river. 

It was a fleeting moment, but it was clear to those around you that something had changed just then.

Face three, completed.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

After almost burning the forest to the ground, curry was served and it was surprisingly good, the completion of the trip nearing it’s end.

It was a lovely night, not a single cloud on the sky.

The stars were blinking down at you almost as happy to see you as you were to see them.

The kids wanted a bonfire and the idea was supported by you, making Giyuu prepare what was needed for it.

They danced around it for hours, told ghost stories, played games, it was certainly a night to remember, but not just for them, for you and Giyuu as well.

Bonding has many faces, some need to talk for hours to get along and understand each other, some need the complete opposite, Giyuu being one of them. And you, you gave him the space he needed, never questioned his silences, always smiling his way when he did something unusually kind, respected his personal space, you were someone wonderful that much was clear. And the feeling was mutual, you noticed it before he always brought that sense of ease with him, made you feel safe and understood, never pressured, even if it wasn’t crazy fun adventuring, it was what you both needed to get you out of those shells.

While the kids had fun, you two shared some warm tea while stargazing, having a chance to see the stars that way didn’t come often.

There was silence, but a comfortable one. A hand made its way to yours, resting just above your fingers, it was a small gesture, but it indicated you were both in the same page.

Smelling this with his ridiculous super senses, Tanjiro lets out an obnoxiously loud fake yawn, getting everyone’s attention, “Let’s go to bed guys, we gotta be up early in the morning or the bus will leave us behind…” the evil wink he gave Zenitsu made him get what was going on, getting up and wining just as loud, “Yes, please let’s go. My back is killing me, I think I’m getting old…” giggling at their antics, Giyuu got up to get the bonfire taken care of while you made sure everyone was in their respective tent and did a small security check before closing them off.

Tanjiro and Zenitsu that were sharing a tent, placed it as close as possible to yours, hoping to hear who knows what.

The sad reality, for them at least, was that they didn’t hear anything at all.

Not that there was anything to hear that night, but things went by good enough for this to be considered face four in a completed state as well.

Even if you didn’t share the sleeping bags, you did sleep next to each other. Even if nothing ‘exciting’ happened between you that night, both fell asleep while holding hands and gazing into each other’s eyes. Even if nothing had visibly changed in your relationship, it did, as that was the first of many nights that you two would spend together in the years to come.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“So you’re telling me Tomioka is now dating the cute intern? You gotta be fucking kidding me…Kocho is about to get married, you probably are thinking about marrying your girl too…and the shithead gets the pretty girl around? Fuck you all and your cutesy romance shit…” Sanemi was grumpily sipping on some tea, while Tengen cackled at his sour antics in the background.

“Soon enough you’ll be the only one single here, Shinazugawa, I’d do something about it if I were you.” his friend was trying to be of help but it was honestly aggravating at this point.

“I got an idea!” But the idea got cut short when you arrived into the classroom helping your now boyfriend carry his paperwork, the dumb look in Giyuu’s face making Sanemi’s anger grow uncontrollably.

“Fuck this, I’m leaving.” his anger display startled you, he’s been so nice to you since your arrival, never acted that way in front of you before.

“What happened?”

“He’s a dickhead, love. Don’t mind him.” hearing Giyuu say something like that gave a sweetness overload to Kanae who was now squealing as usual.

“You two are too cute, that’s all. He’s a little wounded but I got a plan~”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Plan ‘one plus one', coming soon….

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Masterlist Part 1 of the series