My Heart It Beats For You

my heart it beats for you

— okkotsu yuuta x gn! reader

"no matter what the future holds"

wc: 1.5k+ | genre: angst + comfort/hurt

warnings: major character death (!), mentions of injuries, jjk manga spoilers, not proofread cuz i just sob every time i try <3

Okkotsu Yuuta loves you.

it was a feeling he couldn't explain once figured. how could four letters transpire into a mindset driven by one person? when did this start happening? why did it have to be you? what changed? it doesn't make sense— none of this makes sense. of course, he had experiences from something in his past, from the curse connected to him. however, reliving the feeling had him in a whirlwind, his previous attachment was much different than this.

when days passed by it usually seemed one-dimensional; it lacked depth, there wasn't anything that made the supposed fun friday stand out. once he got used to the gruesome and ruthless realities from being a sorcerer, the oceans don't seem as calming, the stars don’t shine as brightly. life seemed like something that had no remaining bliss but upon discovering the person who gave hope that he’s wrong, he was conflicted.

he was uncertain if he should tell you— and rightfully so. he didn’t want another case of cursing someone he cared for so deeply, to have them be in agony in a bad scenario, or simply bear the consequence on something he could prevent.

"please don't let me fall too hard."

but when Yuuta accidentally slips out the thought running in his mind, there was no turning back. he had to face that he just declared another risk, another chance to change the story or course of his life. in the span of the year he got to know you, there was an evolving feeling. there were times when he couldn’t help but stay engaged when you talked, he could feel his heart doing flutters when you look at him, he could feel the heat creep up to his cheeks when you stand close, and when listening to romantic songs, a subject comes to mind.

"so you're starting to get there, huh?" you question him, looking down to gaze at the table instead of his mortified, hand-covered, red face. “i can’t do that, Yuuta.”

“hmm?” a curious timid hum was all he could let out before a silence came. no one speaks up for the following minutes until Maki came over ushering you both that break was over. as you both stand, you finally face him, showing your expression containing a grin, slightly embarrassed as well.

"...i have the same problem."

life moves by pretty fast.

after a week of avoiding each other and being shoved in a closet by the witnesses to confess, it finally became official. Yuuta could openly say he loves you, accepting the idea that maybe some risks can be worth it.

the past few months have been some of the best he had— even if most of the quality time was merely spent in his dorm.

"stop," you say as he lowers his phone, closing the screen, "your gallery is probably sick of me."

"never."

"you don't need that many photos of my face, Yuu."

"yes, i do."

"no," you reply.

it went on in a bit of back and forth until you just gave up, resting your head on his shoulder. this was usually the time when one of you would suggest a movie but today you were both silent.

he readjusted your head to lean more to his chest, getting a hold of his heart. it was pumping at a steady pace. "i expected it to be faster."

"do you wanna know why?"

you hum in response which led him to extend his arm, asking for your hand. "the average is 60 to 100 per minute," he states, clasping your hand, redirecting it to the beat of his pulse, "start counting." after a minute, he asks you to stop.

"it's... normal?" you counted to 80.

he nods. "with you, it's perfectly healthy."

the sinoatrial and atrioventricular nodes, the ones responsible for the beat of the heart, were dismissed. his purkinje fibers are disappointed that they didn't get acknowledged for their job. but the guy in front of you wasn't studying health so none of that mattered. although not scientifically correct, it was subjectively accurate that his heart beats for you.

"the rush with us is over, huh?" you mumble, jokingly upset.

"i guess so." he tags along, but even then, truthfully, how he's with you is beyond him.

he only got to see this love in movies and shows, yet experiencing it first-hand made him question why he was so afraid at first. with every day that passed by, Yuuta loves you more than yesterday and less than tomorrow.

you're the certainty in the world full of doubts.

with you, days seem better. now, tomorrows are something he looks forward to— he looks forward to seeing your face bright up once you catch a glimpse of the sea, to watch the stars with you and listen as you point out facts you know about the shimmers that blanket the sky, or to simply talk to you, bask in what occurred during your day and give you his focus. be it small or big, these were Yuuta’s moments of clarity. in cases where he has to fend off and get his hands dirtied, stained, or tainted red the thought that it makes the world a better place for you eases the pain.

in relationships, goodbyes are often hard, even if it's just for work. leaving behind his friends and mentor was hard enough, but you are a different story. you assure him you'll wait and even if it's still dreadful, the thought of coming home to you makes it worth it.

"so, goodbye?" he asks, slightly anticipating a hug.

"hmm." but you give him a chaste kiss on the cheek instead, providing him something to smile about on the flight. "i prefer see you soon."

by the time he gets back, he's at ease upon seeing your relieved face, happiness overflowing as you meet him with an embrace. both of you let minutes pass by, basking in the silence, the presence of what you missed. you pull back, cupping his face, grazing his cheeks as you stare before softly mumbling—

"i'm glad you’re still here."

to hide his smile and fluster, he hugs you again, letting out a chuckle, prolonging the hold, squeezing tighter— "where else would i be?"

even if he takes hours, days, or even months, Yuuta will be there.

he returns, he comes back to you.

forever, always.

he promised. he will.

there's no one else he'll rather be with, as long as his heartbeats, it'll always be you— every lub, every dub. with an average of 80 beats per minute, in the two years he loved you, approximately 86 million of Yuuta's heartbeats were for you.

but in the current state he's in, barely fending off his foe, the count comes to an end. one hit, one final blow ends him.

in the last moments of the culling game, once the strongest and most compelling players garner, Yuuta lost.

perhaps it was from the aftermath of shibuya, the tiredness from everything, his own incompetence, or the latter— where he's too good and it got to the point where it had the best of him. the composure and rationality got lost in the heat of the fight.

none of this still makes sense. his cursed energy was supposedly limitless, he’s known as the second strongest, he had all the power to win— so why? why does every passing second feel like a tormenting agony? why was the thump on his chest getting gradual, slowly decreasing as if his circulation stops flowing? why will he face a tomorrow without you?

"where else would i be?" he doesn't know what's coming next or what to expect, but at this moment, he wishes he's with you, in an embrace, by the sea, or even under the stars— just anywhere with his love, with the presence he yearns for the most.

he has regrets, many even, but the worst was the fact that he didn't— he didn't hold you tighter, he didn't kiss you longer, he didn't fulfill his promise to always be there. the story changed from the day he confessed, but a happy ending was not assured.

on the ground, with a body bruised and wounded, your lover basks in bloodied pain and regrets, clutching his chest, holding on to the little breath he has left. he couldn't bear the thought of letting you grieve, to let him go, or cry over him. it didn't seem fair when all his heart sets for is to make you happy, to give you the world you deserved.

his 'whys' and 'what-ifs' will be left unanswered, but no matter what the future holds, he just hopes you know— that even in Okkotsu Yuuta's final moments, he still loves you.

it's you his heart beats for.

a/n: tHESE THEORIES ABT YUTA POSSIBLY DYING IS MAKING ME SAD :(( so yes pls be sad with me

reblogs are very much appreciated :'D thank you for reading !!

「 THEIR LOVE LANGUAGE 」

synopsis: the ways that they show their love

— characters: gojo satoru, fushiguro megumi, okkotsu yuta, nanami kento

— contents: fluff, a lil bit of angst and comfort in nanami's, gn reader

part two | masterlist

GOJO SATORU ➽ words of affirmation & gift-giving

This man is rich. Plain as day, there is no doubt about that. There is nothing that Satoru won't do to go to the ends of the earth to get you. The number of times you would receive gifts from this man would have Ieiri, Utahime, and even Mei's eyes widen in horror. And maybe even perhaps jealousy—to see a man so high up his ass so utterly devoted to his partner.

His mornings and afternoons would often be spent teaching his young students at Jujutsu Tech, but it didn't stop him from diving into a whirlwind of activity, all stemming from his blatant infatuation with you. Whenever he had the chance, perhaps luring his students for a "trip" with the promise of going to Roppongi, he inevitably found himself scouring the markets for any trinkets that caught his eye. But who could blame him? After all, they were virtually beckoning him to buy it for you—a delicate necklace, a quaint keychain, or a colorful bouquet of wildflowers. Each item held a piece of his heart, a token of his affection waiting to be shared with you and only you.

Satoru wasn't deterred. Hell, he was hardly even fazed by the indifferent stares or the murmurs of disdain that often followed his well-meaning gestures—mostly by his colleagues, probably thinking he was processed by a cursed spirit, God forbid, but I digress. Love wasn’t just a word to be said but a sentiment to be expressed through actions, however small or grand they may appear. But if that was what Satoru really thought a relationship was, then God may as well have struck him down at that moment. It didn't matter what people thought of him or even what material possessions he bestowed upon you; you're his entire world and don't deserve any less. 

To be able to feel pampered by his kindness and love through gifts. It warmed your heart to know how special you really were to him. Satoru may be rich, but he also knows about the superficial aspects of a relationship and tries to avoid them. But in the end, if that’s what you want, he'll do whatever it takes to make you happy. All he wishes for is your happiness and nothing more. As the strongest sorcerer in the world, Satoru knows he has a lot of power, and he is willing to put that all on the line for you to flourish. The man, to the surprise of no one, had a knack for flirting, effortlessly winning hearts with his smooth talk and irresistible charm. He can even be a flirt at times, for sure, but Satoru despised that label. To him, it's his way of showing that he is all yours. He's a tease who knows how to use his words to woo you—though it can sometimes be a bit much. You know that what he's doing is just trying to cheer you up.

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI ➽ acts of service & words of affirmation

From the very beginning of your relationship, moments of vulnerability and intimacy were always scarce and few in between. He would never do or say something that you were uncomfortable with. He respects your boundaries and expects the same in return. Megumi, quietly and reservedly, sometimes has trouble articulating his thoughts. His words often fall short of capturing the depth of his feelings. Yet beneath this rock-solid exterior lies a heart that yearns for your happiness above all else—even his own. His emotions are conveyed not through words but through subtle gestures and actions veiled behind his typical stoic demeanour.

As much as Yuji and Nobara would tease him for it, their jests and blatant remarks were all rooted in good faith. Because in the end, when they would see just the way that he would gaze at you and how he would constantly be attentive to your well-being during missions—contrary to popular belief, not smothering you with overprotectiveness but ensuring that he's always there to support you—they would realize how committed Megumi really was. They understand that Megumi's silence speaks volumes. Gojo, for one, would disagree and instead say he was "utterly and completely smitten" with you, his eyes seeing the world through rose-colored lenses, but if that is the case, then so be it. 

When he extends a hand to help you out, whether it's on a mission to exorcise cursed spirits or simply going through the strains of daily life, it's a gesture that speaks volumes. To you, his short and sincere words were his way of showing that he cared. He is your protector, and he will ensure you know this about him. You don't have to lift a finger; he's already on it. His presence alone makes your cheeks flush pink.

OKKOTSU YUTA ➽ quality time & physical touch

Yuta cherishes the intimacy of being close to his loved one, especially when it's with you. Throughout his life, he's often felt isolated and disconnected from the world around him. Having someone he's genuinely close to fills his heart with a sense of completeness. And to him, you are everything—his entire world.

Quality time, to Yuta, means all the time—whether you both are on a mission, training, or even just together in the classroom, you best believe that Yuta will be following you around like a dog with its owner. But he doesn't do it just because it's expected. He knows his strength and wants to protect you no matter what. And if he can't find you? Without a doubt, Yuta will be deploying all of his nerves and anxiety to the forefront of his very being to see you.

You understand that, after all the trauma that Yuta's been through in his life, that is what makes up his anxieties. The scars of his past linger and still continue to haunt him—those memories of loss and loneliness. It's a burden he carries with him always, and that hurts. But unbeknownst to you, your presence alone healed him far more than any reverse cursed technique could. It would heal physical injuries, but internal ones? That was all you—the solace in his once dark-lit life.

Yuta's love language becomes evident. Not even the most oblivious people could look at the way Yuta looked at you and assume it was anything other than pure adoration. It's in the gentle brush of your hand against his, the comforting warmth of your embrace, and the way you lean in just a little closer when you speak, just to be able to hear him a bit more clearly. His affection is expressed through subtle touches and lingering gazes. He loves you, and you love him—just the way he is.

NANAMI KENTO ➽ quality time & words of affirmation

Straight up, he's one of the more mature men out there. Nanami is stone-cold, but he is painstakingly thorough in his care in practically everything he does. He can be a workaholic at times, for sure, but he knew what would become of him if that was all that he did. Despite his dedication to his work, he always made a conscious effort to prioritize his relationships and to nurture and cherish the time he had with you. He wanted for both you and him to live a proper and healthy life. Whether you were just feeling off about yourself or going through a tough time, Nanami would be right by your side in a matter of seconds to comfort you. 

If he were at work, he would drop everything he was doing, call you directly on his cell phone regardless of the weird looks he was getting from his colleagues, and immediately put on his jacket and drive to where you were, only to see you alone in your shared home curled up on the couch, and that made him angry—more than that. But he knew that, above all else, he needed to comfort you, and perhaps, even himself…

No questions would be asked of him, as he would then lift you up in his arms and reassure you that you didn’t have to tell him now but that he was here for you and would always be. He'd then take you somewhere in hopes of taking your mind off whatever was haunting your thoughts because, in his mind, you didn't deserve that burden while he could help. Even just his words alone would soothe your troubled mind. Every action and gesture he made to guarantee your well-being demonstrated his undying dedication to you. And if those words weren't enough, Nanami would drop everything and show his love through quality time spent together. Whether it was a quiet evening at home or a leisurely stroll through the city streets, he cherished every moment shared in your company. 

You cherished having him by your side, and you wouldn't have it any other way. And it didn't matter to him if you were feeling down or struggling with something, down to the littlest thing. And it didn't matter to him if you thought it was troublesome to tell him.

Because he always knew what to say.

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Part Of Your World Masterpost

; Merman!Jimin x OC/Reader

; Genre: Fluff, angst

; Synopsis: Jimin has always longed for the wide-open skies of the Above Sea. After saving the life of a beautiful human woman, he seeks to find her and finally live in his dream world. But young mermen should be careful what they wish for. 

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Chapter One 

Chapter Two 

Chapter Three

Chapter Four 

Chapter Five 

Chapter Six 

Final