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divorced but.. ex-husband! nanami kento x fem! reader

synopsis: your ex-husband fvck you months after your divorce.

warning: MDNI (NSFW), sad s€x, fingering, creampIe, cvm, pvssydrunk, fat dIck, tears, love, mess, saliva, beg, i think its all

words: 2737.

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You divorced Nanami a few months ago because he was becoming more and more distant, neglecting you without explanation. Every time you confronted him about it, it only made things worse. His apologies, although sincere, sounded more and more like empty promises.

When he confessed to you, in a last desperate effort, that he truly loved you and wanted you to stay, you understood that his words no longer touched you. You no longer believed them. That's what broke your heart even more.

Even if you had decided to leave, even if you thought his words no longer made sense, you found yourself there, on your bed being fingered by your ex-husband. You blamed yourself for being so weak but you had missed his thick and long fingers so much.

His fingers found their natural habitat. Nanami knows your body better than you do. He finds your G-spot so easily. His fingers curl inside you to tease your g-spot. It feels so good.

You couldn't help but instinctively close your trembling thighs but Nanami opens them again. "Don't think for a second about closing them, honey." Hearing him call you 'honey' made you palpitate but the memories of the past make you sad.

You moan and look at him, your eyes slightly blurred by the little tears. You look like an angel to him, you are so beautiful like the first day. Your hungry pussy swallows his fingers and doesn't let go. He wants to be inside you. Your pussy is heaven.

Your hands already hanging on his shoulders, pull him towards you and kiss him. It was clumsy, confused but passionate. His fingers sink further into you and his thumb still tickles your clitoris.

"Ken-! I.. Imgonna cum- hmh- soon!" You moan his name and incoherent things. He looks at you and smiles softly. The nickname you gave him at the beginning of your relationship. He missed it.

He leans towards your breasts still covered in his old t-shirt that he gave you, you hadn't managed to throw it away. It makes her smile then he looks at you. You understand that he wants you to take it off. You put it over your head and throw it into the room.

He gently licks one of your nipples already hardened by the excitement and the air of the room then bites it lightly. The slight pain mixes with the pleasure and makes you moan even more. You are slightly masochistic but you couldn't help it.

You feel like you are on the edge of the precipice. Your walls squeeze Nanami's fingers even more. You moan incomprehensible things and tears run down your pretty cheeks. "I- fuck imcoming! Ken’ ken!-"

A few moments later, you cum like you haven't done in months. Your lower body trembles, you scream his name and cling to him and dig your nails into his broad shoulders. Your juices squirt against his hand.

"Ken! Kento..", you look at him still overwhelmed by your orgasm, your eyes whimpering. He removes his fingers from you and puts them in his mouth. He had missed your taste so much. Your juices taste like heaven.

"You taste so good.. I missed them. I'm sorry my love, I didn't mean to hurt you." His words were sweet in your ear. He removes his fingers from his mouth and a light trickle of drool connects them. It was so sexy.

He takes a handkerchief and wipes his fingers then throws it away. He completely removes his shirt which was half open. He is still as fit as ever. His torso seems even more toned than before.

"Do you like what I see darling?" He smiles slightly. You don't answer and look away. He lets out a small laugh. He removes the rest of his clothes. When he removes his boxers, his cock straightens up, patting his abs.

It's so perfect, big and thick and sexy veins all over its length slightly curved upwards. You can't even close your hand around its thick girth. You need your second hand. You love so much his dick.

His cock looks so angry like it hasn't been touched in a long time. His head is red and leaking precum. You want it in your mouth but now you just want his cock in you.

"Do you have any condoms love?" He looks at you as your gaze was on his dick. His fingers place themselves under your chin and lift your head. You shake your head.

"No, how could I have predicted that my ex-husband was going to show up and fuck me?" You laugh a little, you are sarcastic.

Your remark makes her smile. "That's right.." Her hand rests on his cock and begins to gently move back and forth. A vein appears on his forehead, that's when he's frustrated. So hot.

"Fuck me without Kento," you say. He looks into your eyes searching for any hesitation but there was none. You're sure. You couldn't stop there. You need him in your pussy, now.

"Are you sure, sweetheart?" You nod, sure of yourself. He smiles again then his big firm hands turn you over to put you on your stomach. You reposition yourself as you wish.

Your ass is in the air towards him and your upper body is against your pillow. You feel the weight of his cock against your ass. You can't help but throb in anticipation. His firm hand rests on one of the cheeks of your ass and kneads it.

Nanami removes his hand and his two thumbs spread your soaking lips. His cock rubs against them. You're so wet that he doesn't really need any lube. He leans towards you and speaks:

"Are you really on, love? I don't want to make you uncomfortable..", his voice is low but soft against your ear. You nod shyly. You really want it. He understands and smiles. He gives you a light kiss on the shoulder and begins to enter you. You can't help but let out a small cry.

"Ken.. mh- fuck", your voice is weak and trembling. The intrusion was slightly painful but so good. You haven't done much in months, you missed it.

His big dick stretches the tight walls of your cunt rarely touched in months. Shit, the stretching was so good that small tears escape from your eyes. He starts hard and deep hip thrusts into you.

"I missed this pussy so much... you are made for me aren't you?" He pulls your hair back forcing your head to come out of the pillow. You are already a complete mess. Your mouth is swollen and red and drool is coming out. And your eyes are filled with tears.

"You are so beautiful, I'm sorry honey.. I don't deserve you. I was such an idiot.. shit." He seems sincere. He leans towards you and turns your head towards him and kisses you. He starts pushing into you slowly and picks up the pace.

The kiss is still as messy but passionate. You close your eyes and moan into the kiss as he continues these hip thrusts. On the contrary, he doesn't close his eyes. He looks at you and regrets even more what he made you go through.

You are so beautiful, you are his universe, his landmark in this world that he finds shitty and boring. He worked hard so that you could settle down together in your dream country, but along the way, he lost you.

He detaches himself from your lips. His lips stay close to you and whispers sorry to despair. You wanted to tell him it was nothing but that would be lying. He hurt you even though you know it wasn't his intention.

His hand slides between your legs and makes small circles and lightly pinches your swollen clit. Your walls tighten around him. The sound of your ass against his hips filled the room. It was such beautiful music with your moans for him.

"I- I.. nghh! kentoo I feel like Imgoing to…", you stutter without wanting to under the intensity of nanami. He is so wild at the moment but you appreciate it so much.

"I know love." His voice seemed deeper, almost hoarse. Your pussy is heaven. She swallows his cock without restraint and squeezes him. He feels that he is soon on the edge too. "Let's change position baby."

You nod and feel him pull out. The disappearance of his cock in you made you cry a little without understanding why.

Nanami lies down and makes you understand that he wants you on him. You place yourself in front of his cock soaked with your juices and you move back and forth on his length with both hands. You hear some deep moans escape from Nanami.

Your gaze rises to him and you see his face a bit of a mess. He is so cute like that. It reminds you of your first time together. A small smile forms on your face.

You finally decide to put yourself above his big dick and enter inch by inch in your tight and wet entrance. You moan at the sweet intrusion and Nanami lets out a grunt of satisfaction. Your muscles tighten around him.

After a few moments of adjustment, you start moving. Nanami places his hands on your hips and lets you follow the rhythm. Your hands rest on his big hard chest and caress it.

You move up and down slowly, feeling every pulse of his cock inside you, every shiver that runs up your spine. Your head tilts back as the cream between your bodies clings to you.

Nanami grips your hips a little tighter, groaning with every movement of your pelvis. His thumbs trace slow circles on your skin, as if trying to encourage you to go even faster, even deeper.

"You're as beautiful as an angel... I'm so sorry, my love," he breathes, his voice husky, almost broken by the mixture of pleasure and remorse.

His burning gaze pierces you, rekindling something inside you you thought was buried. It makes you tingle even more. You unconsciously pick up the pace, your clit rubbing against his blond hairs at the base of his stomach.

Nanami leans back and captures your mouth in a wild kiss, a mixture of raw desire and adoration. His tongue dances with yours, your ragged breaths mingling.

When he breaks the kiss to place light kisses on your jaw, you hear him breathe, almost desperately, "I missed you..."

You don't answer right away, unable to speak as your body craves more. You continue to roll your hips more eagerly, feeling his cock pulse, vibrating violently inside you. Your nails dig into his broad shoulders, marking his skin, as the wave of pleasure approaches dangerously.

Nanami, half-closed, looks at you as if you were his only reason for living, his hand sliding towards your stomach, down to your swollen bud, which he teassed with an almost cruel slowness.

In a whisper, barely audible so he wouldn't hear it: "Ken... I missed you too..." Your confession slips between you, fragile, like a shameful secret you wished you hadn't.

"I'm really going to... ngh- to cum... Ken—" Your body can't resist anymore. It trembles violently against him as the orgasm sweeps you away in a hot wave. Your walls tighten around him, squeezing with such force that Nanami groans, losing control too. You're squeezing him so hard.

With one last thrust of his hips, he unleashes himself deep inside you, filling you with his hot, viscous cum. A low moan escapes his lips, echoing in your ear.

You stand there, panting, your forehead pressed against his sweaty chest, your bodies still intertwined, your hearts pounding, unable to fall back down just yet.

Nanami runs a hand through your disheveled hair, caresses the nape of your neck with painful tenderness. He lifts your chin, searches your gaze, and without a word, he kisses you again, languidly.

The kiss is slow, desperate, full of nostalgia and everything unsaid between you. When he finally releases you, he looks at you for a long time, his thumb brushing your cheek.

You lie on top of him, his hot breath sliding against the nape of your neck. His cock, still inside you, hard, throbbing gently inside you, as if he refuses to leave you, to truly let you go. His hands continue to slide down your back, slow and trembling. A long silence falls, broken only by your heavy breathing.

"I- I want you again," he murmurs against your skin. His voice is hoarse, imploring. He pulls back and straightens slightly, tilting you onto your side without withdrawing from you. Your heart skips a beat as he repositions himself above you, his torso brushing against your bare chest.

His hips roll slowly, bringing his cock back, hardening against your thigh and sliding against your still-sensitive clit. A plaintive moan escapes you despite yourself.

"Can I? Please, my love..." His words are a desperate breath against your mouth before he kisses you again. This kiss is slower, more painful too. You feel all the guilt he's trying to stifle. You nod and suddenly feel him inside you.

His thrusts are slower but still just as deep. He wants to take his time this time. With each thrust is a silent declaration, an "I'm sorry," a "forgive me," that he didn't dare say out loud before. You feel his hand slide into your hair, tugging gently to expose your throat, where he leaves a trail of feverish, wet kisses.

"Why... why was I such a jerk..." You hear his voice break against your skin. You don't answer. You don't have the strength, but your body speaks for you, arching under his touch, welcoming every inch with desperate hunger.

Nanami presses his forehead against yours, his eyes fixed on yours. He slowly rolls his hips, keeping you both on the edge, just on the edge of pleasure without ever completely tipping over.

"I want you to come for me again... I want you to scream my name, like before," he moans against your lips. He pushes a little harder, a little deeper. A high-pitched cry escapes you, your body already ready to buckle under the pressure.

You beg him with your eyes. He knows that look, you want him to go harder. He's unable to resist you, so he speeds up, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more devastating, as if he wants to mark you with his love in your gut.

The obscene sound of your bodies mingles with your muffled moans. You feel your stomach tighten, your clitoris burning with the friction of your movements.

"Ken- phf.. Kento..!"

You cry out his name in a strangled moan as your orgasm explodes suddenly, almost painfully. Your body arches beneath him, your walls squeezing him so tightly that he has no choice but to follow you.

With a guttural moan, he slams into you a second time, gripping your hips so tightly you're sure to see marks tomorrow. He's come a lot, you can feel it. He pulls out, and you feel his hot cum leak from your lips and drip onto the rumpled sheets.

You lie there, bound, breathless, trembling, eyes closed. Silence falls again. A bitter silence this time, a little ashamed. Nanami strokes your cheek, his fingers trembling with pent-up emotion and hesitant.

"I still love you," he finally breathes, so quietly you almost think you imagined it. You feel a burning sensation behind your eyelids, but you refuse to cry now.

"Ken-... don't ever leave me again... or I'll kill you." You raise your arms and pull him closer. You snuggle against his shoulder without another word, listening to his warm but gentle breath. A small tear escapes you, out of sadness or love? You don't know.

"Never again. I promise." He pauses and smiles slightly against your damp hair. "Marry me again, please... Give me another chance. Let me spend the rest of my life with you, my love."

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Nanami is attractive and the type of man women dream of. He clearly knows it but he doesn't feel any attraction to any of the women who try to have him in their bed.

But only one woman has managed to get his attention. It's you. Is it normal to see a woman so beautiful that his cock becomes so painful every time he sees her? He doesn't have the answer but he only wants you. He could be sick if that's not the case.

And he got you.

"Fuck baby.. your pussy tastes like heaven." He says more to himself than to you as he eats your pussy through your pastel pink panties of depraved just for him. His thumb tickles your swollen and sensitive clitoris.

"Nanamiiii!" Your toes respond to each other with the strong sensations he gives you, but the guilt of doing such a dirty thing in the meeting room catches up with you and especially doing it with your boss.

Your hands cup your mouth to muffle your loud moans. His eyes flick up to catch your gaze. "I want to hear you my slutty girl. It's okay if we hear you." He moves your soaked panties with his tongue and pushes them into your tight walls and you feel a small smile against the levers of your soaked pussy.

You pull your hand away and moan incoherent things from the immense pleasure Nanami is giving you. Your hands grip his hair which makes him moan. Your hips move spanking so that your pussy grinds against his face.

He looks at you intensely as if you are an angel. You are so beautiful in his eyes. His cock twitches and hurts so much against his expensive pants. He can feel the precum against the fabric. It's a waste for you.

"Imgonna! I'm gonna cum!" Small tears of pleasure fall from your pretty eyes. His tongue is active in your velvety walls and his thumb makes a frantic circle on your sensitive bud. "Nanamiii!!" Your grip on this hair becomes stronger.

You enjoy your mouth soaked with your sperm. He continues to lick you and drink your sweet juices. You taste so good. Nanami felt moisture in his underwear, he had cum too but without realizing it. You make him so dirty for his greatest pleasure.

a/n: I wrote quickly because it's been a while since I posted :) I haven't reread and if you come up with a longer version let me know. ⟢﹒masterlist

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Hi! Yes u can!💗

nerd in love. nerd bf! gojo satoru x fem! reader

The library was almost empty at this hour, bathed in dim lighting. Only a few dedicated students remained at the tables, absorbed in their studies. Gojo, however, was absorbed in everything except his coursework.

Sitting across from you, he was staring at you instead of reading his quantum physics textbook. His glasses had slipped slightly down his nose, but he made no effort to push them back up. His chin rested on his palm, and his other hand absentmindedly played with the corner of a page.

“You’re doing it on purpose, aren’t you?”

You barely looked up from your notes.

“Doing what?”

Gojo let out a long, dramatic sigh and slumped against the table.

“Being this beautiful. How am I supposed to concentrate when my handsome girlfriend is sitting right in front of me?”

A small, amused smile tugged at your lips, but you didn’t respond immediately. You scribbled one last note before setting your pen down and crossing your arms.

“You do realize this is a study session, not a date, right?”

Gojo pouted.

“Why can’t it be both?”

“Because you have an exam tomorrow, and you don’t want to end up crying over your test paper.”

He shook his head, looking mock-serious.

“Wrong. I can ace my exam and flirt with my girlfriend at the same time.”

To prove his point, he adjusted his glasses and proceeded to recite a complicated theorem while maintaining unwavering eye contact with you. When he finished, a triumphant smirk stretched across his lips.

“Impressed?”

You raised an eyebrow, a small smile still playing on your lips.

“A little, I admit. But you do know that doesn’t mean you can stop studying, right?”

Gojo pretended to think for a moment before nodding.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. But I’d rather focus on you. You’re more than just some variable, Y/N. You’re a constant in my heart. That’s way more complex than any mathematical equation. My heart beats irregularly just like a complex curve.”

You sighed, but his nerdy analogies made it impossible to hide your smile.

“You’re such a nerd, Gojo.”

“Correction. A nerd in love with you.”

His smirk softened as he took your hand and pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

“And a nerd who plans to keep you forever.”

Shaking your head, you let out a laugh, knowing there was no escaping Gojo’s antics. He was insufferable, dramatic, and a certified genius. But at the end of the day, he was your nerd. And that was an equation you had no intention of solving.

a/n: I decided to do a series of drabbles on nerd gojo🤓 soo if you want me to tag you let me know.

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Husband! Nanami reassures you when you're self-conscious about your insecurities.

Husband! Nanami makes you your favorite drink, blanket, and favorite TV show when you have a painful period.

Husband! Nanami prepares you a hot, bubble bath when he sees you're tired.

Husband! Nanami washes your hair when you are lazy and gives you a head massage. He knows how to use his fingers so well..

Husband! Nanami massages your shoulders and feet when you've had a long day at work.

Husband! Nanami is cuddly when he's had a bad day. He can't help it, you're his "charger".

Husband! Nanami is a mess when you smile at him. He's so weak for you.

Husband! Nanami tells you everyday that he loves you. He means it. You're the only person he needs.

A/N: I haven't posted in a while so I'm posting this and yeah he know use his fingers🤧 ⟢﹒ masterlist

It's your first day in Malaysia for your honeymoon with Nanami. He's prepared everything to make you feel comfortable. He would do anything for you, his sweet and pretty little wife.

He takes you to the beach with a folding chair on your back, a bag with your belongings and food in one hand, and a large watermelon in the other.

Your feet walk on the warm sand of the beach, and the embers of the wind caress your face and hair. Your pretty dress accentuates your curves and exposes your skin to the sun.

Nanami looks at you with love and admiration. You are so beautiful. He is lucky to have you as his wife for the rest of his life. His cheeks turn slightly red as he looks at you as if it were the first time.

"I can see why you chose Malaysia for our honeymoon." Your voice is sweet as honey, and your smile makes him melt. You are magnificent.

You look at him and say, "Dear, I told you to let me hold some..." To be honest, you were a little embarrassed to be carrying anything but your little bag, even though you knew Nanami didn't want you to carry anything.

"Absolutely not." He puts the watermelon in his other arm, takes your soft hand in his firm one, and pulls you to a quiet spot. "Come on, darling."

Once you're there and settled in, you sit with Nanami on your large beach towel. You rummage lightly in your bag and pull out an orange. "Do you want an orange?"

"Yes, please." Nanami comes up behind you, places an arm around your chest, and kisses your shampoo-scented hair. Your hand instinctively places itself on his arm, and you smile.

"Peel it for me." A low groan escapes his throat, and he takes the orange and sets it in a corner. You look at him skeptically. Is he excited?

His other hand slides slowly between your legs. His fingers caress your panties, slightly damp with anticipation. You feel your pussy throb at his mere touch, as if your body is responding without you even thinking about it.

"Fuck, darling, I want to make you cum on this beach for our first day of honeymoon. Do you allow me, baby?" His voice is deep and hoarse with desire for you.

"Of course I allow you, idiot," you breathe with a teasing smile. Your voice is low, barely above a whisper, as if the pleasure overwhelming you is already preventing you from speaking normally.

His fingers slowly tickle your clitoris through the fabric, and his free hand slips under your light dress to cup your breast.

You gasp softly, your body tensing under his caresses. He gently pinches your nipple between his fingers, playing with it while his lips rest on your neck, sucking on your skin and kissing it. Then, he pushes your panties to the side.

The fresh afternoon air brushes against your lower lip, sending a shiver up the back of your neck. He looks at you, his eyes burning, as if he wants to etch every expression on your face into his memory.

"You're so beautiful like this..." he murmurs, before sliding a finger inside you, slowly, deeply. You moan softly, unable to hold back the sound, but it could easily be heard even if you were in a very private corner.

He adds a second finger, curving it slightly to find that precise spot that's driving you crazy, and his movements become deeper.

Your back arches, your breathing quickens. You grip the back of his neck, turn your head, and bury your face against his shoulder to stifle the moans rising within you. He continues to stimulate your clitoris with his thumb, at the same time as he penetrates you with his fingers.

It's too good, too good.

Nanami, he doesn't take his eyes off you. He watches your every tremor, your every sigh, he breathes in your pleasure as if it were his own drug. Your pleasure depends on yours.

His fingers move faster now, harder, until you explode with a muffled cry against his neck, your body shaking with spasms, your hand clenched in his hair.

He holds you against him, supports you, kisses your forehead as you catch your breath. You're still panting, your heart beating like a drum in your chest.

"There, Mrs. Nanami... first orgasm as my wife, validated." He laughs softly, proud of himself, and you burst into a breathless laugh, still trembling but happy.

You pull away and turn slightly to look at him, your cheeks flushed, your eyes shining with excitement.

"Your turn, my husband..." you look at him and smile. Your fingers are already sliding down his fly. You're definitely planning on making him cum too.

a/n: It's been a while since I've posted, bruh... so here goes ^^ I'm posting a one-shot this week - about Nanami - so if you want to be tagged, lmk 💗 ⟢﹒ masterlist

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Nanami Kento doesn’t usually celebrate Valentine’s Day, as he considers it a commercial holiday. For him, love is proven every day, not just one day a year.

Nanami Kento changes his mind when he sees your enthusiasm for the day approaching. He then decides to give you a special day, just for you. After all, what wouldn’t he do for his pretty girlfriend?

Nanami Kento buys and prepares everything needed to make this day as pleasant as possible. He chooses fresh rose petals, a carefully composed bouquet, ingredients, some decorations, and a gift that he hopes will light up your eyes. He also reserves activities that he is sure you will enjoy.

Today is Valentine’s Day.

Nanami Kento gets up early and discreetly to start preparing breakfast and decorating the room. He takes care of every detail, making sure that everything is perfect.

Nanami Kento is almost done when you wake up, troubled by his absence and drawn by the sweet smell floating in the air.

Nanami Kento hears you cry out in surprise as you discover the balloons hanging from the ceiling and the roses arranged around you.

Nanami Kento smiles as he slowly approaches, his tender gaze fixed on you. Then, without a word, he places a delicate kiss on your forehead and offers you the pretty bouquet with your favorite flowers.

Nanami Kento suddenly lifts you in his arms, as if you weighed nothing, and takes you to the kitchen.

Nanami Kento has prepared a brunch worthy of a five-star hotel. Soft pancakes, fresh fruit, golden pastries, steaming coffee… How could he do all that without you realizing it?

Nanami Kento doesn’t answer, just sitting you on the table, his hands sliding gently over your hips. His gaze on you is so sweet that you can't help but kiss him. He's so cute.

Nanami Kento shares this brunch with you in a peaceful atmosphere. You chat about everything and nothing, simply savoring this moment together.

Later in the day.

Nanami Kento suddenly tells you to get dressed, because he wants to take you somewhere. He takes you to a photo studio, filled with all kinds of sets and accessories.

Nanami Kento observes your excitement and feels a gentle warmth invade him. You take romantic, cute, funny photos. He captures each of your smiles, each of your laughs. His gaze shines with infinite tenderness.

Evening arrives quickly.

Nanami Kento then takes you to a chic and intimate restaurant, chosen with care. He watches your face light up as he discovers the place. His heart melts.

Nanami Kento listens to you talk throughout the meal, but he mostly just watches you. His girlfriend is so pretty.

Nanami Kento waits until dinner is over to take a black box with the brand name in gold out of his pocket and place it in front of you.

Nanami Kento watches your expression change as you open the box and discover a delicate gold necklace, adorned with a small, finely crafted pendant.

Nanami Kento gently brushes your cheek and whispers that this piece of jewelry immediately reminded him of you, elegant and timeless.

Nanami Kento watches you put the necklace around your neck and smiles as he sees how perfectly it fits you.

Nanami Kento admires you one last time before leaning towards you, his gaze burning with barely contained desire.

Nanami Kento has only one thought in mind: to devour you.

happy valentine's day 🌹

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it’s you? nerd! gojo satoru x fem! reader

The party is buzzing around you, the music crackling in the air and the laughter of students blending with the warmth of the room. You’re making your way through the crowd when your eyes land on him. Gojo.

But this isn’t the Gojo you know, the one who spends his days buried in books with his head deep in impossible equations.

No, tonight, he’s totally different.

His hair is more styled than usual, his glasses almost forgotten at the tip of his nose, and he’s wearing a slightly unbuttoned black shirt, revealing muscles you’ve never noticed before.

He’s no longer the nerd from your quantum physics class, he’s become someone else. He stands by the bar, a drink in hand, observing the room, and when he spots you, a smile curls on his lips.

“So, are you here to enjoy the night or just watch?” he says in a low voice, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“Gojo? Is that really you?” You raise an eyebrow, a playful smile appearing on your lips.

He bursts out laughing, a deep sound that makes you shiver. “Yeah, it’s me. The nerd you see in class is just a variable. Tonight, I’m a constant… and you know constants are the most important, right?”

You laugh, the mathematical comparison taking you by surprise. “A constant?” you smile. “You talk math even outside of class…”

He laughs and hands you a drink. “Sorry, it’s the nerd Gojo taking over.”

He looks you straight in the eyes, his smile widening. “I’ve calculated everything, by the way. And this evening? It’s going to be… irreducible.”

“So, does that mean tonight, you’re not just a nerd with complicated theories?” You can’t hide the shiver in your voice.

“No,” he says, “Tonight, I’m no longer just a nerd. I’m ready to prove to you there’s more to my life than theorems and equations.” His eyes sparkle with challenge. “And you’ll be the proof that even a simple night can turn into the perfect formula.”

A small laugh escapes your lips. You’ve never seen Gojo like this before. “Alright, I’ll follow you in this equation then. Let’s see if your result is as perfect as you claim.”

Gojo smiles widely, his eyes sparkling. “You’ll see, Y/N.”

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