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I'M ALIVEEEEEEE
The day had been a whirlwind of activity at Jujutsu High, with Y/N and her students fully immersed in their training sessions. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, signaling the end of another day, Y/N found herself faced with an unexpected proposition from her husband.
"Come on, Y/N, please?" Gojo pleaded, his signature grin softened by a hint of desperation as he clasped his hands together in a dramatic gesture. "Just one night out, just you and me. We could use some quality time together, don't you think?"
Y/N couldn't help but chuckle at Gojo's antics, the sight of him practically begging for a date night both endearing and amusing. "You know, Gojo, you're not usually one to beg," she teased, a playful glint in her eyes as she considered his request.
Gojo's expression softened, his gaze filled with genuine sincerity as he reached out to take Y/N's hand in his. "I know, I know, but I miss you, Y/N. With all the chaos of training and missions, it feels like we hardly get to spend any time together anymore," he confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of longing.
Y/N felt a pang of guilt tug at her heartstrings as she looked into Gojo's eyes, seeing the genuine affection and longing reflected back at her. She had been so caught up in her responsibilities as a teacher and a sorcerer that she had neglected to make time for her husband, the one person who had always been there for her through thick and thin.
"Okay, Gojo, you win," Y/N relented with a soft smile, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "Let's go out tonight, just you and me. But I have to warn you, I might have to bail if something urgent comes up at the last minute."
Gojo's face lit up with unabashed excitement, his grin widening into a megawatt smile that could rival the sun. "Yes! You won't regret this, Y/N, I promise," he exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectious as he pulled her into a tight hug.
And so, with the promise of a night out together hanging in the air, Y/N and Gojo set out into the bustling streets of the city, their hearts light with anticipation and the promise of adventure.
Their first stop was a quaint ramen shop tucked away in a quiet corner of the city, where they settled into a cozy booth and ordered their favorite dishes. As they waited for their meal to arrive, Gojo regaled Y/N with tales of his latest escapades and misadventures, his animated gestures and playful banter drawing laughter from passersby. (this man's salary is over 60 per month and he takes you to a ramen shop.)
"You won't believe what happened on my last mission, Y/N. I was up against this cursed spirit that was twice my size, but of course, I handled it like a pro," Gojo boasted, puffing out his chest with exaggerated pride.
Y/N couldn't help but roll her eyes at her husband's theatricality, though she couldn't deny the thrill of hearing about his daring exploits. "Of course you did, Gojo. You're practically invincible," she teased, a fond smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly as they savored their meal, reminiscing about their earliest adventures together and sharing dreams for the future. For a brief moment, the world outside faded away, leaving only the two of them in their own little bubble of happiness.
But as the night wore on and the hours ticked by, Y/N couldn't shake the nagging feeling of guilt that tugged at her conscience. Despite the joy of spending time with Gojo, the weight of her responsibilities back at Jujutsu High loomed large in her mind.
Sensing her unease, Gojo reached across the table and took her hand in his, his touch a comforting anchor in the sea of uncertainty. "Hey, don't worry about a thing, okay? Tonight is about us, about being together and enjoying each other's company. The rest can wait," he reassured her, his voice soft and reassuring.
Y/N felt a surge of gratitude wash over her as she looked into Gojo's eyes, seeing the depth of his love and understanding reflected back at her. In that moment, she made a silent vow to cherish this precious time with him, to set aside her worries and simply be present in the moment.
✨Time skip brought to you by Hajime's orange juice✨
As Y/N and Gojo ventured back into the bustling streets of the city, their hands intertwined and their hearts light with the promise of adventure, Gojo couldn't resist the urge to play the role of the dashing romantic.
"Ah, my dear Y/N, what say you to a moonlit stroll through the park?" Gojo suggested with a flourish, gesturing toward the nearby greenery with exaggerated grandeur.
Y/N couldn't help but laugh at her husband's theatrics, charmed by his enthusiasm despite herself. "Sure, why not? As long as you promise not to scare away the other park-goers with your antics," she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.
Gojo feigned offense at her jest, placing a hand over his heart in mock indignation. "Me? Scare away park-goers? Perish the thought, my dear. I am the epitome of charm and grace," he declared with a dramatic sweep of his arm.
As they made their way through the park, the air alive with the sounds of laughter and music, Y/N found herself swept up in the magic of the moment. She felt Gojo's hand tighten around hers, a silent reassurance of his presence by her side.
They walked in comfortable silence for a while, content to simply enjoy each other's company and soak in the beauty of the night. But as they reached a secluded bench overlooking a tranquil pond, Gojo couldn't resist the urge to break the silence with a question that had been weighing on his mind.
"Y/N, do you ever feel like we're drifting apart?" Gojo asked, his voice tinged with a hint of vulnerability as he turned to look at her.
Y/N's heart skipped a beat at his words, her mind racing with a thousand thoughts and emotions. She hadn't realized how much her hectic schedule had been affecting their relationship, how little time they had been able to spend together lately.
"I...I suppose I have been preoccupied lately, haven't I?" Y/N admitted, her gaze falling to her lap as she struggled to find the right words. "But it's not because I don't want to spend time with you, Gojo. You mean everything to me, you know that, right?"
Gojo's expression softened at her words, his eyes filled with a mixture of love and understanding. "Of course I know that, Y/N. And you mean everything to me too," he said, reaching out to gently cup her cheek in his hand.
In that moment, surrounded by the quiet beauty of the night and the gentle rustle of the breeze, Y/N and Gojo found themselves reconnecting in a way they hadn't in far too long. They talked about their hopes and dreams, their fears and insecurities, laying bare their souls to each other in a way they hadn't in years.
And as they sat there, hand in hand, watching the stars twinkle overhead, Y/N felt a sense of peace settle over her. Despite the challenges they faced and the uncertainties that lay ahead, she knew that as long as she had Gojo by her side, she could weather any storm.
For in the end, their love was the one constant in a world filled with chaos and uncertainty—a beacon of light that guided them through even the darkest of nights. And as they walked back home, their hearts light and their spirits renewed, Y/N couldn't help but feel grateful for the gift of Gojo's love, a love that had stood the test of time and would continue to burn bright for all eternity.
