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„I LOVE YOU Y/N"
Maybe the main reason she never told anyone about her curse was because she did not want to be treated like she was some sort of experiment people needed to check out. But that's what they were doing right now. Turning her upside down just to run some tests. What was even the point? It was clear as the day that everyone around her had some sort of 'irrational' abilities. It wasn't something so new, or at least it shouldn't have been.
"You're done for the day" the doctor told her as she put the blood filled tubes away
The woman put back on her dress, walking away without any further word. She stepped outside for a quick smoke break, not expecting to meet Gojo in much more casual clothes.
"You know it's not feminine to smoke, right?" his voice started to annoy her at this point
"And a man dares to speak about what a woman should or shouldn't do?" she laughed at his sexist remark
"You're too bold Y/N" he smiled as one of his hands rested on her waist
Y/N couldn't deny that Gojo was an attractive man and furthermore that she enjoyed the intimate moments they shared, but she felt like she was falling in a trap, knowing the man probably wanted something from her, something more than her body, which she would have offered with a smile.
"You never get enough, do you?" she blew the smoke in his face, knowing how much he despised it
"You're just like Nanami, rejecting my unconditional love" he pouted, making her cringe
"Gojo, stop annoying the lady" a rough voice caught her attention
As her eyes met the figure of the man, something inside of her twisted and ached for a craving she knew she couldn't have. Not yet. The man was tall, with broad shoulders, nicely covered by a brown suit, that stood out due to his blue shirt. His blonde locks were nicely styled to the back, giving him an even more professional look.
What caught her eye was the funny looking tie, a bright yellow one with cheetah prints. She almost laughed as soon as her eyes landed on it.
"What's with the man and glasses?" she asked him, stepping away from the white haired man
"I don't think that what I wear should concern you" his voice was calm, yet his body was tense
She had to leave the two men to talk as she was called by the same pink haired boy that seemed to hold her lover captive.
"I'm sorry to bother you miss.." he hesitated since he couldn't remember her name "But he really wants to talk to you"
"Sukuna?" she did not wish to see the man again, but at the same time she didn't want to make the young boy suffer from the curse "Alright. But not here, your teacher would stay on my ass if I make you bring out that man again"
She dragged him somewhere in the school's woods, letting the kid exchange his mind with the curses, getting back all the marks.
"So it cursed you too" it was the first thing he said
Sukuna was more calm and collected. He realized his mistake, regretting it until he found out she was alive again. He wished to know what she has been going through since he still had feelings for her, even after this whole time.
"The void, what is it exactly?" she asked him hoping he knew more about it
"I don't know to be honest. But it has the powers to curse people, to give them life and to turn people into curses. It's far more powerful than anything humanity has ever seen. Not even Gojo can stand up to it" his voice was firm and serious
"Gojo? Is he like something similar to you?" she asked not knowing the power the man held
"He's the most powerful of his kind" he started to be suspicious of her since she talked so casually about him, jealousy taking over
"I see" she didn't want to tell him at first, but decided there was nothing wrong in doing so, after all Sukuna seemed to still care "But I'm not immortal" she looked him straight into his eyes "I can be killed forever if a person kills me twice. So if you want me dead you can kill me for real now" she was well aware of the way she made the man feel
"I can't do that. I love you Y/N" his voice trembled over the words
Gojo was exhausted. Honestly he was not expecting for the woman who looked so frail to have so much stamina. He couldn't even remember how many times they have done it by now. And what really shocked him was that he slept with her again, and he never slept with the same person twice.
"Come on...this is my own bedroom. If you smoke in here it will stink" he complained as he ran one of his hands through his sweaty locks
Y/N spared him one glance before she lit her cigar, taking a full smoke out of it. The toxic smell and substance were relaxing to her, even more addicting than the sex itself.
"I don't even want to imagine how bad your house smells like" he sighed
He watched her naked body stand up from the bed and walk to the small couch next to the glass wall. The view was pretty to her, as she never really saw such a nice house before, but it was far from being able to impress her.
"I don't have a home" she said looking back at him with an expression that almost made the man hard again
"How's that? You're always nicely dressed and all that stuff" he kept asking himself why was he so interested in talking to her
"I have someone that pays for all of these. I crash at his place from time to time since he is always gone" she put the cigar in the ashtray
"Who would do that for free?" Gojo laughed
"It's not free. I pay him with my own special ability" she smirked watching the man get intrigued "I can predict death and disasters, which is very important to him"
For a few moments Gojo reflected upon her words and her possible use to him and the school. Suddenly an idea stroked his mind.
"Do you think you can manage to work in an office?" the question surprised her
"I think so. Why?" she was curious
"You know the weird tie man from today, my bestie" his words made her cringe, almost making her slap herself for sleeping with such a man child "You can be his assistant"
"Why would I?" a good question indeed
"Mutual help, now don't be so stiff and accept it already"
