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ONE TO BE MARRIED MAN
The loud bass and music over all was shaking her eardrums as she stepped foot first into the club. The noisy people were shaking their bodies to the rhythm, closer and closer until they ended up exploiting their passions in the nearby toilets or near the club and on the allies around. The scent was a mix of excessive perfume, cigarette smoke and alcohol, it was so familiar, yet so strange.
"Let's go grab some drinks" Shoko suggested to everyone, making her way to the bar
Usually Y/N would go for a strong drink, as she was holding well to alcohol, but since she was out with more people, she decided to go for a much lighter one, just like the other women.
"Isn't he cute?" the Iori named woman asked as she pointed to one guy in the crowd
Her tongue was begging to speak as she heard the conversation the two women were having. It was a subject they could use her input in, but she didn't know if she should dare to interfere or not.
"He has no money" Y/N found herself blurting all of a sudden
And she finally did, ready to take the consequences of her own reckless actions. It was not like herself to get into other people businesses, yet she couldn't stay away from this one.
"Huh? How do you know?" everyone was now paying attention to her with curious looks
"Well, his watch is fake, his shoes are not worn out at all, sign he's only keeping them to attract women in the club. His coat is worth around 45 in the market at the moment and it looks brand new. So overall he is just posing as a wealthy person" she explained with no shame
Her explanation was too good for her own good, she could already see the question coming, but she was aware of that from the moment she began to speak.
"How do you know so much?" Nanami asked curious
"I used to target rich men to allure in the bed so I can steal their money" she confessed as she gulped down the last drop of the alcoholic drink
Surprised by her words and even more by what she admitted of doing in the past, the people she came up with started sipping on their alcoholic beverages, looking for one way or another to have fun.
Sooner or later, Gojo disappeared from their sight, making his way most likely to one woman he spotted on the dance floor.
"Why don't you go out there?" Y/N found herself asking Nanami as she was now left alone with him
"I don't think I would find pleasure in hooking up with random women" he sighed
His eyes were closely watching as the young woman was eyeing his friend, noticing the emotion behind her pupils as she saw the blonde grinding against him, smiling like she was having the time of her life.
She was jealous. She hated seeing him like this, she always had, but watching him do it all over again simply felt heartbreaking as she was recalling memories she wished she would have forgotten.
"You shouldn't mind it" he advised her "He's too irresponsible, immature and overall an easy and carefree person. I feel sorry for his wife, honestly" he was going about it without even realising the words he was saying anymore "Imagine Yuki being scolded for not doing it the way other women did" he laughed "I pity the woman, but I do heard she was worse than him, so maybe they would.." he stopped when he realised what he kept saying all along
Y/N was fuming to say at least, she hasn't forgotten that Yuki was going to marry sooner or later Gojo, as both of their families agreed to it, but she was still not comfortable with the idea, not like she will ever be. If she had to say the truth...she would have killed her sister if that meant she couldn't marry Gojo anymore.
"I know he's a to be married man, no need to remind me. I am not a L/N anymore, but I'm sure you're aware of it" she decided to let aside the manners, gulping down the strong alcoholic drinks next to hers
She was stripped of her family's name in the moment she lost all her cursed energy. She was still recalling the day her father trew her outside the mansion, yelling and cursing the day she was born, wishing and praying for her to die.
"I am sorry, I didn't mean to" he apologised as he truly felt ashamed of his reckless actions
"No need, there was no reason for you not to speak about it if you wanted to" she put down the glass as she made her way to the dance floor
The alcohol was slowly, but surely kicking in, making her fire up. Maybe that was the best excuse she could have used in that moments for the actions she was about to take.
"If you move your hips one more time, I will slash that pretty face of yours until not even God will recognise you" she whispered into the ear of the blonde
"Good thing I'm an atheist then" the blonde smirked at her own remark
Y/N was fuming and ready to really do something, but to save her from doing something so reckless and embarrassing at the same time, Gojo made the woman leave so he could have a chat with the one in front of him.
"What was that all about?" he asked with a smirk
"Fuck you Gojo" she cursed him before she smashed her lips onto his
Without being able to process what was truly going on, Gojo was already leaning into their fiery kiss, letting the woman take as much control as she desired above him, melting under her warm touch.
"Was that a curse word or a promise?" he joked as they paused for a brief moment to breath
"Quit playing before I change my mind" she said before she shamed her lips again against his
An action full of passion made by a touch starved female who couldn't ever feel pleasure if it wasn't from the man she loved. Action that she will regret as soon as she gets a grip of reality...but for now, Y/N was more than excited to recall some..fiery memories of hers, that may have included a certain white haired sorcerer.
___________ i will give you the spice, but not in this chapter
