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YOU SLEEPING ON A COUCH AFTER AN ARGUMENT 𓆝 ⋆｡𖦹°‧

featuring. gojo satoru, geto suguru, toji fushiguro x reader

note. i hv so many ideas right now apart from what i'm actually supposed to be focusing on, so...pls excuse me.

GOJO SATORU. arguments with gojo are a pain in the ass, he's petty and everything will be a mess. he's so stubborn that it actually baffles you sometimes — and he calls you rock head?

being a sorcerer is never an easy job. gojo wakes up every day, not knowing whether he'd die in a mission or get to live another day. so when you brought up your concerns about it to him, the male didn't take it lightly. things have been tight for him, and you're walking on eggshells for the past few days.

the slightest thing angered him, like how his sleeve got stuck on the door handle, or the way he curses out loudly when he stubs his toe on the coffee table. it puts him in a shitty mood, so when that happens, and you try to talk to him about his job.

gojo gets very pissy about it.

frankly, you understood where his anger comes from. and it was part of your fault to bother him the moment he came back from work exhausted, it was bound to happen so you weren't really blaming him at all from the projecting of his anger to you the night before — he didn't say hurtful things, gojo knew better than that. all he did was tell you to leave him alone and get out of his sight for the night.

and you did. sleeping alone on the couch, all sprawled out, an arm dangling on the edge; while a string of drool dribbled down the corner of your lips.

you seemed to not mind having to sleep on the couch (under your own want). but your boyfriend did, the moment he knew your bed time strikes — he came out of the room and eyed your sleeping form. guilt washing over him when all you did was care about his being and how dangerous the jujutsu world is.

gojo approaches you and gently carried you in his arms, an arm right under your bottom and his other arm around your waist. hoisting you up like a baby as your cheek leaned onto his shoulder, letting the drool blotch his shirt. he doesn't care at all.

the male tucks you in the bed, pulling the covers over you before slipping next to you, chest pressed to your back and an arm resting on your hip. gojo will never let you sleep a whole night on the couch, he will bring you to sleep with him and apologize the very next day for being such an ass.

he also, tried to make it up to you by cooking a classic english breakfast. which ended up in chaos — and you both decided to order take out instead.

GETO SUGURU. geto is usually calm and collected; he doesn't really get angry at anything. even if he does, he mostly keeps it to himself unless it really bothers him. but since humans have certain capacities to their own emotion — geto is not spared from being angry, no matter how calm he is.

after the death of amanai, you could feel him change. your geto. it was traumatizing for him, and you understood. always being there for him, never leaving him alone. the dark circles under his eyes were apparent, and it looked like he hasn't had a good night sleep for what seemed like . . . weeks, or months, if that's even possible.

geto appreciated your company, really. but sometimes, he also wanted to be left alone to dwell on his feelings. he didn't want to end up saying hurtful things to you because he was so angry at himself. but he did, and god was it horrible.

he was already feeling like shit before the argument— which if you see, wasn't really an argument at all. it was one-sided, geto was telling you off and you didn't say anything back. because you knew he didn't mean it. he almost desperately begged for you to leave him alone because your presence was "annoying" him and he couldn't stand it.

although geto said it in a heap of moment. he didn't mean it, and before he could say anything else, you tell him that you were going to be sleeping on the couch, so if he needed anything he was free to come to you.

geto didn't stop you. he was busy hating on himself for telling you that — and believe me when i say that he, right there, almost cried out of frustration.

he tossed and turned on his bed. where you were usually on too, beside him, holding his hand whilst he sleep. your hushed voice lulling him into a peaceful slumber; but you weren't there today, all because he told you to leave him alone. geto sat up, his eyelids heavy, but no matter how long he shut is, they always open back up.

with slow and heavy steps, he approaches you on the couch. and geto had always knew that you were a light sleeper, so his footsteps awoken you. seeing your eyes flutter open, geto slid on the couch, laying himself on top of you — head on your chest, arms clutching onto your shirt like he's desperate for your presence, and his legs intertwining with yours.

getos' hushed apologies were heard as he leaned into your warmth, and you told him that you were never angry. brushing his hair, massaging his scalp using your fingertips before lulling him to sleep, and geto did. almost immediately. and so did you.

he could never sleep without you. whether it being on the bed, the couch, or anywhere else — as long has you were with him, he will find the ability to drift off.

TOJI FUSHIGURO. is an ass. let's face it — he wouldn't give a fuck if you decided to sleep on the couch after an argument, at least for the first couple of hours. toji is a blunt man, and he's a sole believer that nobody could bear sleeping on the couch when there's a bed in the house.

but you were there to prove him wrong.

after an argument going south, he finds you grabbing your pillow and then seeking shelter on the couch. and he clicked his tongue in annoyance, knowing you'd come crawling back on the mattress after a few hours — because who'd choose the couch over the bed?

you. apparently.

he slept without a single care, thinking of words to say when you finally decided to come back on the bed. but when he woke up at three am, his arm searching to find your body, but realizing all he was catching was air — he finally realized that you weren't coming back onto the bed.

and it annoyed him. he was angry that you weren't there. and at three am? he was already wide awake, walking out of the room angrily. but his gaze softened when he saw you asleep, the constant flashing light from the television panning on your body; toji walks over, snatches the remote and turns the device off.

letting out a soft sigh, toji squats down, flicking your forehead. and the action was enough to make you grimace lightly in your sleep — although not enough to wake you up completely. the male chuckled and prepped an arm under the hollow under your knees, and an arm across your shoulder.

with ease he brought you into your shared room and he laid you down on the bed, covering your body with the blanket before he slips into his own portion of the bed. scooting closer to you as you instinctively nuzzled into his chest, seeking for comfort.

toji wouldn't admit that he was the one who brought you into the bed and would end up saying how you came crawling back at three am. you always find out the truth though, and toji tells you to forget about whatever he did because he won't be doing it again (he will).

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Tags; 2.1k NSFW CONTENT! MDNI! a dog is here(IDK IF THIS NEEDS TO BE A WARNING LMAOOO). a bit crack/fluff.

"I know it's not really fancy but-" You chimed in, eyes sparkling in adoration. "Are you kidding? It's beautiful. Also, why didn't you tell me you had a dog, Shoei?"

The Great Dane was menacing at first glance, but once he sprung onto you and licked your face off, you knew that there was a loving being in him- similar to Barou. "You're such a cutie, aren't you?" You hugged the dog, sitting on the large couch as the dog comfortably laid his head on your lap.

Your gaze wandered to where Barou sat next to you, with a heartfelt smile on your face once he told you the dog's name, his hand reaching to give him a quick pat on the head. "So you're name is Gus? God, you are so cute, I could play with you all night."

Barou snicked at that, patting the dog lightly on the back, causing Gus to lift his head from your lap, jumping off the couch and heading to somewhere in the large house, a pout decorating your face. "Whyyy-"

Your whine got cut off by Barou smashing his lips against yours, groaning into your mouth. You comply as his hand sneaked around your thigh, lifting you up in his arms and carrying you to his bedroom, impatiently throwing you into the soft cushions seconds after.

"Someone's needy." Your teasing fell on deaf ears, him soon hovering above your form, dress riding up your thighs. "Been waiting for this since forever." His growl did not help with the wetness between your legs as you bite your lip in anticipation.

"Got you all for myself now." his fingers fudged with your dress, lifting it up to your belly to reveal your panties, seductive design only edging him on further, fingers disappearing in the thin lace while his other hand was busy with fondling your tits through your dress.

His mouth found the curve of your neck, dwelling in your scent while adoring your neck in dark roses, ignoring your complaints of 'no marks' and 'someone might see'. "Let them see," He inhaled your scent once again, finger circling around your bundle of nerves, earning eager moans in return, "let them see who treats you like a Queen."

You whined in return, hips bucking up in need. He took this as a sign to free his shaft from his pants, thick cock slapping against his pelvis roughly, hissing at the contact with the cold air.

His eyes stay glued to your heat, eyes coated in lust as he watched his cock head slowly getting swallowed by your eager cunt, groaning as your walls contracted around him.

“F-fuck, princess. Keep clenching like that and I won’t be able to hold back.” He fell silent as your eyes land on his, your hand stroking his cheek as you carefully whisper against his lips. “I don’t want you to.”

A switch flipped in his mind, ramming his hips into yours, earning a surprised yelp from you in return. His head buried into your neck as he jackhammered his dick into your fluttering cunt, bullying his way past your folds as he poked your cervix over and over again, and you thought you might faint from the intense sensation.

A tight knot formed in the pit of your stomach, causing you to hold your breath as you neared your release, his sensual kisses and bites to your nape only bringing you near the edge.

“Slow down, Shoei. I-“ he interrupted you by capturing your mouth in a heated kiss. “You’re gonna cum? Then do it.” He caged your bottom lip between his teeth before harshly letting it go, jumping back into place. “Make a messy for me.”

His low and lustful voice was the last bit to let you experience the euphoric wave of pleasure, body tensing in his hold as your back arched into his chest, cries of pleasure forcing their way out of your lungs as you come undone.

His eyes wavered from your twisted face to your cunt gushing around his length, movements growing sloppy as he watches your fluids coat his cock and flood down the valley of your ass, wetting the sheets.

“Good fucking girl.” With one last derp stroke, he pumped his cum inside of you with a loud groan from the pit of his stomach, body falling on top of you in exhaustion.

“Get off of me you big bear. I can’t breathe”, you wheeze, slapping his back after the momentary silence. He huffed out a quick laugh, rolling to his side while bracing himself on his elbows, eyes scanning you face for any discomfort.

Your head turned to his direction while you sat up slowly, hissing at the feeling of cold air hitting your naked skin.

You creep up to him, chin resting on his chest as your delicate fingers trace his body, eyes following the movements of your hand. You caught his sly smirk before he turned his head to the side, lifting to his feet.

You pull away, eyebrow raising at him. “I saw that.” He quickly jumped into his boxers, turning his head into your direction, trying to hide a smile from creeping up his lips. “Saw what?”

“Oh, come on.” You clicked your tongue playfully before getting out of bed, walking up to the man. “I’ll go and take a shower.”

His eyes never left your figure as you turned on your heels to get to the bathroom, mesmerized by you. “Without me?”

You giggled, head poking out of the bathroom door. “Yes, without you. But don’t worry, you won’t have to miss me that much.” The door closed, with you behind it and he stood there, watching the door with a love struck look on his face, ears perking up at the sound of the shower turning on.

He found himself in a conflicted state. It was rare for him to act like that. Hell, he didn’t smile that much in God knows how long. You had a hold on him. One side of him liked it, but the other didn’t. He felt weak, scared of what might happen next, scared of what lengths he would go for you.

And worst of all- he felt powerless. Used to be King, now enthroned by the most gorgeous Queen of them all, who has him wrapped around her finger.

For others he was a king, yes indeed. But for you? He’s only a mere servant to your Highness.

“Ohh, tasty.” You giggle between bites, walking around to table to examine all the tasty food he placed.

“Acting up over snacks? That’s… odd.” He chuckled as you punched him on the shoulder playfully, mouth full of various small delicate snacks.

“I fancy the small things.” A laugh escaped you at his suspicious look, knowing exactly what he was thinking. “Alright, maybe big things too.” Another chuckle came from him before he sneaked up behind you, hand on your hip while his other hand reached for the strawberries with whipped cream infront of you.

You eyed him in suspicion, bursting out in laughter at his full cheeks, a bit of whipped cream caught at the corner of his mouth. Your hand creeped up and rested on his cheek while brushing your thumb over the acces cream. A teasing thought creeped up your mind as you aline your thumb to your lips, teasingly liking the cream off it.

He flashed you a flirtatious look before lifting you over his shoulder, leaving you to let out a small yelp in surprise. "Wait, what-" He hushed you with a playful smack to your behind, chuckling at your squeal.

"Enough chit-chat. It's late and you got work and shit to do tommorow." He paused, softly throughing you onto his king-sized bed, "Bed time."

Before you could complain, a small howl was audible from the door, causing your mouth to fall silent and your face to light up at the sight of the Great Dane.

A scowl was shown on the man's face once his dog quickly jumped onto the bed, tail wiggling from side to side in excitement as he snuggled himself next to you.

"Get you big ass to your bed, Gus." But the dog ignored him, dweeling in your soft and affectionate touches. This only irritaded the man further before he eventually gave up, clicking his tongue in annoyance before leaving the room. "You better make some space for me once I'm back or you will be dealt with."

"Or you will be dealt with", you mocked the brown.haired once he disapeared, both of your hands holding the dog's face in place as you form a pout with your lips. "Grumpy boy" Gus' tongue lulled out of his mouth as he tilted his head, curiosity sparking behind his orbs. "Gus is not like Shoei, no- he's a good boy, right?"

An aproval bark came from the animal, causing you to giggle.

"I heared that. You will be dealt with too." Barou's voice rang loud throughheard the door, causing your eyes to crinkle. "Blah blah blah." You take the covers and throw them over yourself and Gus' frame, softly resting your head on his back before closing your eyes with a content hum. "Better snuggle up closer to me before he exiles us both", you chuckle before drifting into sleep.

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You didn't notice the weight on the other side of the mattress when Barou joined you in bed before cuddling up to you, nor did you notice your comfortable living pillow disappear and be hushed away by the boxer. Not even the sunlight peeking through the curtains and kissing your skin good morning.

What you did notice was the large shadow above you, strong cologne filling your nostrils, and a deep raspy voice ringing your ears. "Wakey wakey, pretty."

Your eyebrows crinkle in thought, trying to recognize the familiar voice. Oliver? No, that can't be. You're at Shoei's place right now so how- Your eyes shot open, gasping in shock once you met with the familiar smug grin that always got your blood boiling.

Your demeanor stiffened, sitting up on the bed with wide eyes before a vein of irritation was visible on your temple. You quickly threw your pillow at him in frustration, not knowing how else to react "You creep! Get the hell out of here!"

Your loud voice stirred the man next to you from his slumber, every bit of sleep disappearing from his features. "Oliver, I swear to God", he got up with a groan, stretching his arms up in the air before continuing, eyes sharp on the intruder. "This better be the last time or you can say goodbye to your keys."

The older man only yawned in return, keys jingling in his hand as he lifted it up to cover his mouth. "Even if, my guy Gus will let me in", he joked, the dog in question walking up to him to get more of the treats Oliver hid in his pockets.

"Sorry to interrupt your peaceful honeymoon morning but, me and you", his finger sharply pointed at you, a surprised look on your face, "Need to talk."

You cross your arms over your chest, tilting your head in question. "And you have to do this now? And how did you even know I'm here?" He nodded, walking towards the bedroom door, waiting for you to join him. " A birdy chirped it to me. And Yuup, now. My job 's on the line so, I gotta get you to the Boss."

You scoff in disbelief, already putting on your pants before turning from his sight to put on the rest of your clothes. "Like hell. There's nothing to talk about-"

He chuckled, leaving you perplexed. What was even funny about this situation? "Oh yes, there is. He's not only my Boss, but yours too. Pretty little head of yours didn't forget that, right?" He turned around momentarily, eyes scanning your bare back. He averted his gaze to the man on the bed once he cleared his throat, lifting both of his hands in defeat.

You turn around, now fully clothed, face visibly covered in irritation. you were not in the mood to talk to Reo- your Boss- right now. The terms you both left off were quite alright with you, considering the fact that he talked down to you like that. But maybe you should've expected so from a billionaire. But Oliver was right, he's your Boss. You didn't want him to lose his job, and neither did you want to lose yours.

"Alright", you breathed out heavily, walking up to place a quick kiss on Barou's forehead, ignoring his irritated expression,

"Let's get this over with."

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Hi lovely, I hope you’re doing well 🩵

Can I request Nagi, Reo and Rin (separated)having a crush, and the crush playfully flirts with everyone but them?

How would they do and how would the poor boys feel? 😭 I flirt a lot when I’m uninterested, and I become a potato when I fall for someone

Hii:) yea i am doing well thanks for asking sweets 🎀

I used some fancy words in this one 🫢 and I totally understand the flirting when you’re not interested it’s a pain sometimes

I hope you like it 💞

Unrequited love

Blue lock boys: Reo, Nagi, Rin

Nagi

Nagi couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy as he watched Y/N flirt with everyone around her. Her smiles, her playful banter—it was like a breath of fresh air that drew others in. But no matter how hard he tried, Nagi couldn't shake the feeling that she was deliberately avoiding him.

But amidst the frustration, there was a flicker of hope—a chance encounter, a shared moment where their eyes met and lingered just a second longer than usual. Perhaps, Nagi thought, there was still a chance for him to break through the barrier she had unknowingly built around herself.

And so, with renewed determination, Nagi vowed to find a way to capture Y/N's attention, even if it meant facing his own fears and insecurities head-on.

Reo

Reo found himself not only battling on the field but also battling with his own emotions. During the intense matches, his thoughts often drifted to Y/N, the one person who seemed to occupy his mind more than the game itself.

Yet, despite his best efforts to catch her attention, Y/N remained oblivious , her affections seemingly reserved for everyone but him. He watched from afar as she effortlessly charmed her way through interactions with everyone asides him ,

Reo's admiration for Y/N only grew stronger, fueling his determination to not only succeed on the field but also win her heart. But for now, he could only watch from the sidelines, longing for the day when Y/N might finally notice him.

Rin

, Rin saw himself a competition, not the competition of football, but caught in a different kind of competition one for Y/N's attention. His thoughts often strayed to her, the one person who seemed so close yet so far.

Y/N's magnetic charm drew others like moths to a flame, but Rin couldn't shake the feeling of being left out in the cold. He watched as she effortlessly flirted with fellow players, leaving him feeling like an outsider .

Rin couldn't deny the flutter in his chest whenever Y/N was near. He longed for her to see him, to notice the admiration hidden behind his eyes . But for now, he could only watch from a distance, hoping that one day Y/N might turn her attention his way.