Gojo x Fem!Reader

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(art by @nekotanmofmof on twitter)

I feel like this chapter shouldn't even exist but wtv :/ might end up deleting it

(Y/n) exhaled deeply, more than normally, just to see the condensation that went out of her when she did so. It was stupid and childish, but she liked to do it. Especially when she was bored, or waiting like she was right now. 

Shoko had called a while ago when she saw the messages (Y/n) had left her after Gojo and her were kicked out of the place. Shoko and Utahime were going back to school, and although they decided they'd go back on their own, (Y/n) decided it should be time to get back too. So they left the place, or well, she did. On their way out, Gojo was stopped once again by a few simps. 

She took a look behind her, to the entrance of the place, letting go of another sigh as she watched him pull up his sunglasses just to give them a wink and some poses while they adored him. She decided to look away, getting slightly bothered that Gojo was making her wait for such a stupid reason. 

"Excuse me, do you have a fire?" a male's voice called her gently, breaking her out of her thoughts. 

She turned around and found a cute boy with a cigarette in his hand. She couldn't help but look him up and down, perhaps because of the conversation she was having with Gojo earlier on. She looked at his curly brown hair and long lashes. He was very normal but in a cute way. 

"I'm sorry, I don't smoke," she apologized, rejecting the guy in her mind for the sole fact that he smoked. He nodded, understanding. 

"Maybe it's best," he said to himself before he kept the cigarette in its box "I haven't smoked for a while, I'm trying to stop," he said to her, making her feel less averse towards him "Here, do whatever you want with them. That way I won't have the temptation,"

(Y/n) looked from his hand, offering her the box of cigarettes, to his face, taking in more of his appearance like his bushy brows and dark eyes. 

"Are you sure?" she asked him because she knew those things were expensive, but the guy nodded with a soft smile. And so she took them and snapped the cigarettes in half. The boy let go of a sigh at the sight, but he knew it was for his own good, so he decided to forget about it.

"By the way, are you okay?" he suddenly asked her, making her open her eyes in surprise.

"Yes, why wouldn't I?" she asked, tilting her head. The guy blushed embarrassed for having mistaken her expression. But she just seemed...

"You seemed... I don't know, sad?" he sweat dropped. It made her blush. 'Did I?' she asked herself, swallowing "I'm sorry if I—" he started, but she interrupted him. 

"It's fine, thank you for asking," she said, surprised but moved that he sounded genuinely worried "I'm just waiting for a friend," she finished "What about you?" 

"I wanted to smoke one, but I couldn't get myself to do it," he explained to her "I decided that if you didn't have fire I wouldn't, so I guess it was fate?" he said, but he seemed to regret his words upon realizing how weird they sounded "Anyway, thank you for not having a fire," he chuckled awkwardly. It just made him look more cute, and (Y/n) chuckled with him "I'm Moriji," he introduced himself.

"I'm (Y/n)," she said her name back, shoving her hands in her pockets, mirroring his pose. There was an awkward silence in which he looked everywhere but her as he thought of what else to say. 

"Are you from around?" he said, beating himself for coming up with the most ordinary and boring question there was. 

"I'm..." she thought for a second. Would the school be considered around? "from the city," the guy nodded.