𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 | gojo satoru x reader

1: "You Think He Gave Me A Day Off When I Broke My Leg?"

The first time you kicked Gojo in the ass was also the first time he decided to pull a prank on you. A messy one.

He had been watching too many videos on the internet, you knew that for sure. You guess you should've known from all the giggling at his phone and the mischievous glances at you. But you just thought he was being an idiot.

     It was your first year as a teacher at Jujutsu High, now having known Gojo for eight years, so really it was your own fault for letting your guard down. But given the fact that he went eight years without pulling a single prank on you, no one could necessarily blame you.

You were walking back from your final lesson of the day. It had only been your first week of teaching, and things had been going relatively well. Yes, you had to trial and error a couple of things, which was mainly the stressful part. But other than that, everything was going fine.

You were finally ready to go home and relax. It was a Friday afternoon, the sun was setting over the horizon, and a nice cool breeze was blowing in your face. You were completely and utterly relaxed. You had walked back into the staff room to grab your bag. Big mistake. You wished you were watching ahead of you. You would've seen Gojo holding the rope that was keeping the bucket full of glitter above the doorway. You would've also noticed the nerf gun he had in his hand, ready to shoot the balloon full of shaving cream that was also above the doorway. You had looked up briefly, a millisecond before it
happened. He shot the balloon, dropped the rope, and shaving cream fell on your head, along with a nice and healthy coating of glitter.

     Ruining your entire weekend.

     As if you didn't hate him enough already, he had to ruin your actually happy mood for once.

He had never run so fast in his life. You were extremely pissed off, and you did not stop chasing him for the next ten minutes until you finally managed to deck him.

You thought it was over by the time you had gotten home and taken a nice long shower.

You came back the following Monday to find pictures of you from when he pulled the prank all over the school.

Thus declaring a war.

A war that is still happening four years later.
You both were 28 years old, and Nanami had absolutely been done with your shit.

You knew it was immature, and you knew it wasn't very professional. Gojo, you weren't so sure.

But this time, when you had finally gotten him good after two weeks of him outsmarting you, it was the absolute worst time to do it.

He stood in the doorway in complete silence, his breath hitched in his throat as he stood stiffly, no doubt feeling every bit of shaving cream on his body.

Nanami stood behind him, and for once, you had seen some alarm in his eyes as he looked at you. "(Y/N)."

You didn't say anything, unable to keep the grin off your face as you snapped a photo, the flash reflecting off Gojo's sunglasses.

Still no one said anything, until Gojo muttered, "One thing after a-fucking-nother, huh?"

You chuckled, standing up and putting your nerf gun on the table in front of you. "Don't be so butt-hurt about it. It's about time you got a bit of what you deserve."

Gojo tensed even more at that. Now you were starting to get a little suspicious. It wasn't often Gojo would get this upset over it. He would be annoyed at you and would do the usual glare, but he had never ever been this quiet before.

"(Y/N), Gojo's going through a bit of a tough time right now. Maybe take it easy for today."

You frowned, chuckling. "Yeah, okay. You think he gave me a day off when I broke my leg? Nope."

As a matter of fact, he only increased the pranks, seeing you so vulnerable with your moon boot and crutches.

"Uh, (Y/N)-sensei," Itadori popped his head from the doorway from behind Nanami. "Gojo girlfriend just broke up with him—"

"Itadori!" You heard Nobara's warning from behind him.

You were shocked. "Haruka? But why?"

"We don't know," Maki said from in the corridor.

"What do you mean you don't know?"

"It means she didn't fucking tell me," Gojo snapped, earning raised eyebrows from you. "Now let's stop talking about Gojo like he's not standing right here, hey?"

You all went silent, and he sighed loudly, not even bothering to wipe himself down of the shaving cream and glitter before slumping down in his chair at his desk.

You were so unbelievably surprised that Gojo and Haruka broke up. As much as you hated Gojo, you always saw why he loved Haruka. Yes, loved. He absolutely adored her. You could see it on his face whenever he would talk about her. You'd met Haruka a few times. Never bringing up the topic of Gojo, of course, given the fact that the two of you had completely opposing views of him, but getting to know Haruka made you realise that she was a beautiful person. Not just outwardly, but inwardly as well.

She was an angel, and maybe you even fell for Haruka a bit yourself in that moment. You could see in her eyes how much she loved Gojo, as sick as it made you sometimes.

So what happened?

She didn't seem like the kind of person to cheat on someone. Maybe you didn't know her as well as some other people, but you knew her well enough that she had too strong of a character and moral compass to do that to someone.

The only other reason you could think of for her not telling Gojo why she broke up with him was if she was being threatened. Which, unfortunately, was way more likely than her cheating.

Of course, you didn't want to say this out loud to Gojo himself. As heartbroken as he was right now, you knew he still loved her. Love like that doesn't go away as soon as people separate. It stays for a very long time, maybe even a lifetime. Giving Gojo the implication that she was being threatened by someone wasn't the best move. As much as you hated him, you did not want to make him even more upset than you already made him.

That being said, when he sat down in his chair, he groaned loudly.

You had forgotten you had smothered his chair in bright green slime.

"You know," Itadori said, "none of this prank war stuff can be good for the environment."