Getting In Trouble

Getting in Trouble

Characters: Gojo x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 963

Trigger Warnings: bruising, cuts

“What are you doing here?” I said a bit shocked to see Satoru there.

“I’m here as Megumi’s dad, obviously” He smirked. 

“You’re not my dad” Megumi swiftly replied. 

“Shut up kid”

“Don’t talk to him like that,” I took a deep breath, “I meant, I thought you would be on a mission this whole week?”

“You underestimate my abilities, sweetheart?” he replied cheekily. 

“It’s only been three days, you mustn’t make haste with these sorts of things, you could hurt yourself”

“Why are you talking like that” he made a face

“Sorry, I came from your mother's” I explained as I sat down next to Megumi ready to inspect him for any damage.

“Ah, how was it? More baby talk?” he rolled his eyes as he began texting on his phone. 

“We’ll talk about that later” I glared at him. I turned to look at Megumi.

“Does anything hurt?” I asked. He looked down, but silently exposed his cut and bruising knuckles. 

“They haven’t given you anything for this?” I asked a bit angrily, and he silently shook his head, still avoiding looking at me. 

I sighed, “Gojo go ask for an ice pack”

He slumped back in his chair lazily, “Ugh, do I have to? It doesn’t even hurt that much right Megumi?,” he whined. 

“Now” I said more sternly. He let out a dramatic sigh but got up nonetheless. I looked through my bag and pulled out an alcohol wipe to clean his hand. 

He hissed at the touch trying to pull away, “None of that young man, I’m very upset with you” 

“I’m sorry,” he apologized gently, still refusing to meet my gaze. 

I sighed deeply, gently wiping his hand with the wipe, “we don’t solve issues with violence Megumi”

“You hit Gojo”

“That's different, he’s my husband. If you decide to get a husband you can hit him too” I said sternly, “Look at me” 

He very slowly lifts his head and I see his bruised eye. I take a deep breath and Satoru returns with the ice packs and sits beside Megumi. He gives him an ice pack for his hand and helps him put the ice pack on his face. Before I can speak, the principal comes in.

“Afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Gojo,”

“Afternoon, I apologize we are meeting each other under these circumstances”

“Yes, I as well. While Megumi is an excellent student, he struggles to get along with his classmates. While he has never exhibited violent behavior before at our school, I dug a little deeper and noticed this seemed to be a trend at his previous schools. And due to this, we have decided to suspend him for a week”

“You’re not even going to investigate what or how it happened,” I said a bit angrily.  

“Due to his history, we can’t guarantee this won’t happen again, and we can’t have this become the usual. He must know serious punishment comes from our end”

“Megumi, did you hit him first?” Gojo spoke up. He slowly shook his head.

“Had anyone even asked him? If he says he didn’t do it, he didn’t do it. He simply defended himself from a bully. One thing my boy is not is a lair. Don’t you dare insinuate otherwise.”

“I apologize ma’am but I have already-”

“I don’t care. Do you have any idea how much money my husband and I donate to this district? I’m sure the superintendent wouldn’t be happy to know how unjustly their biggest donators were treated”

“I apologize, ma’am. We will launch an investigation immediately, I had no idea. You have my deepest apologies”

“I don’t need your apologies. Apologize to Megumi.”

She looked shocked and ashamed but bowed nonetheless. “My apologies Fushiguro, I hope you are alright, and we can put this behind us.”

“Thank you, I want to go home now”

“Of course Megumi,” “We’ll be taking our leave then, Satoru” I called for him

“Yes my dear” he said a bit cheekily. 

“Please make sure our monthly donation is withheld until the investigation is completed.”

“Of course my dear” he replied obediently. 

“You have a nice rest of your day ma’am and I hope to hear good news the next time I hear from you”

“Of course ma’am”

“Let's go boys” I let Megumi lead us out and Satoru followed behind me with his hand on the small of my back. 

He leaned in to whisper, “That was so hot sweetheart, I love you” and he gave me a quick peck on my cheek. Still, after so many years together, he knows exactly how to make me blush.

“Stop it,” I said, a bit flustered, and a weak smack to his chest. He just chuckled as we made our way to the parking lot to my SUV.

“How did you get here so quickly?” I asked

“How do you think” he raised an eyebrow as he opened Megumi’s door. 

“You shouldn’t be traveling such long distances like that”

“I love it when you worry, but I’m fine. Honestly, it’s an insult how little faith you have in my abilities,” he said as he moved to open my door.

I sighed but accepted his gesture. We drove in silence for a while before I asked, “Did that boy actually hit you first?”

“Yes, I didn’t lie” 

“And you let him?” I asked a bit suspiciously. He’s been training with Gojo more often and from what I had heard he was improving rapidly for someone his age. 

“Gojo told me to let the punch come first from someone else before I got myself in trouble again.”

I looked at Satoru with a glare, and he smiled at me sheepishly. 

I took a deep breath before I spoke, “Good”

Wedding Preparations

Characters: Gojo Satoru x fem reader

Word Count: 672 

Trigger Warnings: Marriage, scars, talks of loved one passing

Before I knew it, it was the summer of our third year going on our fourth or the summer of my wedding. 

You look absolutely stunning sweetie,” Gojo’s mom squeezed my arm in excitement. This was the 30th dress she had made me try on, “how does it feel?”

“Um good, it's a little tight no?”

“That’s how it’s supposed to feel,” she waved me off.

“Right,” I awkwardly nodded. 

“Now sweetie, I’ll admit I’ve been avoiding this for a while now but um, your scar,” I touched my scarred arm, “It would be more modest if you were to cover it up, I’m sure you understand with the type of audience that will be in attendance

“Yeah, you’re right,” I said a little emotionlessly

“I’m glad you understand”

“I really liked that one dress, the one that had a low neckline with lace sleeves. What about you? Or we could always try on some more?

No,” I quickly said, “I mean, I also really liked that one, let's go with it”

“Perfect, you have excellent taste,” she squealed. Gojo’s mom has been nothing but nice since the engagement was announced, but I was tired, sad, angry, and just wanted to go home to my bed. 

“Today was such a productive day, I’m glad we were able to come to agreement for everything,” 

“Me too,” I sighed as the workers helped me out of the dress. 

“Have tea with me before you take off for the day, will you?”

“Of course Ms. Gojo

Her personal driver brought us back to the Gojo estate where she and I ended up having tea in her garden. 

“You know I was 16 when I married Satoru’s father,” she smiled at me 

“That’s really young,”

“It is. Everything was really confusing and chaotic and difficult for me. My mom taught me how to be a dutiful wife and a beautiful bride all while preparing for the wedding. I apologize I’m beating around the bush, what I’m trying to say is that it must be a bit saddening and scary and lonely to not have your mom here with you for such a big moment. And I wanted to say I’m here for any questions or any emotions you may be feeling,” my eyes were watering in realization. 

“Thank you, Mrs. Gojo, I really appreciate it, you have no idea. Thank you. 

The drive back to school was relaxing enough to be out of heels. She had been right, I do miss my mom. I do wish she was here. I do wish she would be there on my wedding day. I do wish she was there when I tried on wedding dresses. I just wish my mom was here. I took a deep breath as I realized we were approaching jujustu tech. Satoru was at the entrance waiting for me. He opened my door and welcomed me with a smile, “Sooooo how’d it go?”

Holding my heels in my left hand I climbed out of the car, “You have no idea how grateful I am to breathe and walk without a stabbing pain.” Satoru cringed as I told him. He took my heels from my hand as we walked onto campus. 

He sighed,” I’m sorry, I know my mother can be a bit overbearing, but she means well.”

I giggled, “I know. She was really kind.”

“Really? You were able to pick the flower arrangements, the color of the tablecloths, even the color of the napkins without a fight?”

“You’re being dramatic. Your mother has good taste, there was no fighting”

“How? I could barely leave the house without her commenting on the way I looked and I always look amazing.

“Everything went well, our wedding will be in a week and everything will be perfect. Your mother made sure of it. 

At this point in our walk, we were outside my dorm. “Thank you, good sir, for accompanying me to my doorstep, but I really need a bath right now. See ya.” 

“See ya, sweetheart”

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Notes:

This is the first fanfic I've posted feedback is much welcome, please remember to be kind. Please let me know if I missed any trigger warnings. I hope you like it, there are more to come.

Date Night

Characters: Gojo Satoru x fem reader

Word Count: 612

Trigger Warnings: none?

“You want to wear make-up?” I asked a little surprised.

“Tsumiki, you’re 9 you don’t need to wear make-up. I didn’t start wearing any until I was in high school.”

She pouted and I sighed giving in. “Just to indulge you ok. You don’t do this to go to school or show off to your friends ok”

“Make-up is used to enhance your features, and there’s really not much more to enhance” 

"Smile, this is blush you put it on the apple of your cheeks to give you a soft look. And if you want to look like a strawberry, you can take this pencil and make some freckles. This is my favorite pink lip gloss, a soft look has to go with pink lip gloss. This one you can keep."

"Really?"

"Yes, really, now look."

“Thank you, what made you change your mind? 

"Looking at you reminds me of my own childhood because when I was younger around your age I also had big eyes like you with big dreams of a prince."

"What changed?"

"I married my prince.” I smiled sweetly at her, “But you stay just as you are for as long as you want. Don’t ever cover up who you are. You deserve to be loved by someone who will love you unconditionally exactly the way you are. Don’t ever change the way you are for someone else, you understand me, sweetheart?

"Mhm," she said as I heard the doorbell ring

“That must be Nanami. Ah it’s getting late for you guys. We will be back home tomorrow afternoon. Bother Nanami all you want but if you need anything from us we are only a phone call away. Everything is set up for Nanami in the guest bedroom and he knows your routine so don’t try to stay up late,” I looked at her contemplatively. 

“Come with me,” I led her to the bathroom and opened the drawer to my make-up wipes, “here are the make-up wipes whenever you are done playing dress up ok?

“Ok,” she nodded with a big smile.

“Make sure you wash your face well, we don’t ever, ever, go to sleep with make-up on. Understood?”

“Yes”

“Ask Nanami for help if you really need it okay?”

“Yes, I understand. Aren’t you late already for your date?”

I sighed, “Yes Satoru and I must get going.” I led her to the living room where the boys were chatting away. 

“Is my pretty lady finally ready?” I smiled at him when Tsumiki tugged at his pants to bring his attention to her. “Omg, my cute little pumpkin, when did this happen?” 

"Just now, we were getting ready together."

"Is that so, you look absolutely precious pumpkin. You are too cute for your own good,” he continued to smother her, and I finally turned to Nanami.

“I’m sorry Nanami, how are you?” I asked as I turned my body to give him a quick hug. 

“I’m well.”

“Thank you again, you have no idea how much I appreciate you doing this for us. If you need anything from us, give me a call.” I went on.

“Nothing will happen. They’re in good hands, I promise.”

“I know,” I replied

“Ok, now we really have to get going,” Satoru had put Tsumiki down to join me at my side wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me into him. 

“You already put my bag in the car?”

“Yes sweets,” he said trying to push me to the door before I detached myself from him and gave Megumi and Tsumiki quick kisses. 

“Thank you again. Be safe, please behave,” I reminded as Satoru finally ushered me out the door.