Hard To Get

A Rough Introduction

Some point in the night you are able to sneak out back to the smokers section. Your friends distracted by guys offering to buy them drinks. You make your way outside and as you open the door you freeze in place. One of Gojo's friends is outside smoking, the skunky aroma of the blunt assaults your nostrils. He is casually leaning back on the bench. He wears a black button up top, half the buttons undone and designer jeans. His hair two toned, a light pink being the most obvious color. Covered in tattoos you take in a nervous breath. You think about sneaking back in but when the door opens he looks over to you.

"Y/N right?" He ask smiling at you, his eyes filled with curiosity. You nod and sit on the opposite side of the room. He holds out the joint his toned arm stretching out towards you. You sigh and walk over taking it from him. You inhale and the burn feels so good as the cool air hits your face. "Not your first time huh?" He raises his eyebrow at you with an amused expression. "The fact that many places still have laws making it illegal infuriates me. Especially when you learn the true intentions of the government listing it as a dangerous drug." You say taking another hit, enjoying the world starting to slow down a bit. You feel your stress slowly leave your body. You pass it back and he is nodding thoughtfully. "Fucking government. Burn it all down." He laughs and you find yourself smiling. You shrug, "dismantle the corrupt system and maybe we can have a true and fair society. Unfortunately many people profit from the inequality so I lost hope awhile ago ya know."

He studies your face as he inhales and nods adding, "Probably why we get high, drink and fuck. Fun way to escape." You laugh and he grins at you. "Probably." You respond, you sit on the table resting your legs on the bench he was sitting on. "Sukuna." He says introducing himself, his eyes travel from your legs up, slowly taking in your figure. "You apparently know my name already." You say your smile dropping. "That I do." He mumbles tossing the small remains of the blunt across the room. "Look I don't get Gojo's recent interest in you. But he is a fun guy. A bit of an idiot but if you are just looking for a good time he will provide it." Sukuna says while looking off into the distance. "I'm not looking for a good time. I have had plenty of those. I just want me time." You don't know why your even talking to this man. But his casual nature allows you to open up.

Suddenly he is above you, he grabs your chin roughly. You tense up, your reaction slow due to your intoxicated state. His other hand grips your wrist to the table tightly. "If you want a bad time I can provide that." He whispers into your ear, so close to a tender spot on your neck. You find yourself involuntarily cry out and curse yourself. "I've had plenty of bad times to." He stares down at you, a dark look in his eyes. "I don't think Gojo could give you want you need." He groans his grip on your face sliding to lightly grasp your neck. Your body reacts on its own, relaxing into his touch. Your eyes rolling back. But your brain never shuts off, "I NEED you to let me go."

Just as you are about to shove him off of you the door opens and you both look over. "She snuck off this way. Y/N is not a fan of crowds." You hear Isabel chatting with someone and when you see her, her eyes go wide, "o my..." Sukuna slowly stands up and grins. Standing beside a very shocked Isabel was Gojo. His hands casually in his pockets, he studies the scene. You quickly sit up. "Sukuna..." Gojo says menacingly and you feel yourself shudder. "Look the opportunity presented itself and I took it. Not like we were fucking. Chill out." He smugly replies and you feel rage overcome the calm of the weed. You stand up and aggressively push Sukuna out of your way. "Are you all staying? I'm going home." You ignore Gojo and address your friend. She is still frozen in place, the vision of Sukuna gripping your neck his face close to yours replaying in her mind. Sukuna laughs, nods at you and heads back inside. Gojo blocks his way staring him down and then let's him pass after a few seconds.

"He surprised me. One second a simple conversation about dismantling systemic inequality the next a hand around my throat. He is your friend so I should have known." You start to ramble and Gojo walks over to you. "Sorry." He says and you look up at him confused. The menacing tone and intense stare was gone. He clasps a hand behind his neck in embarrassment. Isabel is brought back to reality and sits beside you, "are you ok?" You nod still staring at Gojo, the intensity had vanished from his presence. She hugs you and you pat her head awkwardly. "Ladies I am really sorry about him. He is the wild card of the group. Y/N please let me get you a drink to apologize." Gojo says softly. I could drink... you stand up and shrug, "Fine." He smiles and opens the door for you all to follow him in.

Gojo's POV
Throughout the night he had started to infiltrate Y/N friend group. They were more than happy to chat as he bought everyone drinks. He had noticed your presence was missing after a while and asks Isabel where you had run off to. She rolls her eyes, "probably in the smokers section. Come on." She leads you to a back door and opens it up. His blood runs cold at the scene unfolding in front of him. Sukuna had his hands around her throat, her body reacted by arching against him.

Gojo contained a groan seeing her eyes roll back. But anger was quick to replace his lust when he was not the one making her react that way. "Sukuna..." Gojo growled out and his friend looked at him amused. Sukuna stands up and she roughly pushes him away from her. She complains about wanting to go home and he knew she was thrown off by his friends actions as much as he was. Sukuna makes his way to the door and Gojo stops him. "Don't touch her again." Gojo says low as not to reach the ears of the women in the room. Sukuna grins and throws up his hands passing him to walk inside. Gojo takes a breath and calms down. Walking over apologizing. He was truly embarrassed by how Sukuna had reacted. Gojo offers a drink and is shocked when she accepts. He happily opens the door. His mind wonders to your automatic reaction to Sukuna roughly handling you. He wonders about your past experiences. I want her so bad...