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

36: "Look, I Know It's A Big Step."

"So ya'll getting married or what?"

You blinked at Nobara with a deadpanned looked on your face. "What are you talking about?"

You hadn't told anyone that you and Gojo were officially dating yet.

"Just tell me when the wedding is and I'm there," she said as she rubbed away any mascara marks underneath her eyes, gazing into her compact mirror closely as she sat on top of one of the desks. "If I'm not the maid of honour, I need to at least be the flower girl. And I need to do your makeup."

"What's wrong with the way I do my makeup?" You asked as you moved to the chalkboard, rubbing off what you had just finished covering in class. Megumi was sitting in the back on his phone, and Itadori was knocked out on the ground under his desk.

"Nothing, you just need a professional for your wedding day."

"I'm not getting married, Nobara."

"No?" Your head whipped to the doorway where the voice came from. Gojo stood there, leaning against the doorframe as he gave you a teasing smirk.

You gave Gojo a not-so-subtle warning look as you said, "I was just telling Nobara that I'm not getting married. Because I'm not with anyone. At all."

Gojo's smirk widened as he leaned his head against the doorframe. "At all?"

You narrowed your eyes at him. He knew what he was doing.

"Well then," Megumi said as he didn't look up from his phone, "I guess I should ignore the news article about you two fighting Haruka and her side-hoe before running off into the forest together holding hands." He turned the phone to reveal said article.

Your face dropped as you stared at it, dropping into your chair. "I— What—"

"See," Gojo stepped into the classroom, striding slowly toward you, "I was gonna tell you that everyone pretty much knows already."

You glared up at him as he stopped behind you. "And thank you for doing that."

He hummed as he smiled cheekily at you, pushing his blindfold up as he sits on your desk.

"Do I hear that I'm no longer a child of divorce?" Itadori tiredly called out from his spot at the back of the classroom.

"Can't be a divorce if we were never married," you mumbled, earning a chuckle from Gojo. He leaned over and gently brushed a strand of hair out from your eyes, a soft smile on his face.

"Bro's down bad," Itadori said.

"Isn't Nanami waiting for you guys? Get to class!" you pointed to the door, and they unenthusiastically stood, dragging their feet as they left.

Once they were gone, Gojo turned his head back to you, looking at your laptop screen. "What are you working on?"

"Lesson plan." You sighed as you turned in your chair to look up at him. "What are you still doing here? I thought your classes ended at 12."

Gojo looked off to the side and then back at you, like it was obvious. "Yeah, but yours were still going."

You stared up at him for a moment, frowning in confusion. Gojo's eyebrows raised as he held back a smile. "Seriously? I know you're dumb but you're not that dumb."

You narrowed your eyes at him before turning back to your laptop. "I'm just not used to it. Even when we were fake-dating, you'd still just leave."

"Well guess what. I've got something to let you in on." His hands gripped onto the bottom of your chair, and he wheeled it closer so you were directly in front of him. He leaned his hands toward the back of the arms, his face close to yours as he whispered, "We're real-life-dating now. It might come as a shock, I know, especially to someone as oblivious as you but--"