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── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

everyone is 18+ // 1.7k words of pure smut // no use of y/n // lowk free use // praise kink // pet names // fighting over fucking your throat // lowk having a competition between them two // cumming on ur face/in ur throat // sharing you // kinda got freaked out here // they get a bit rough at times

notes: yaaaa this was supposed to be posted yesterday buttt here be are lololol anyways hope u guys arent toooo mad at me lol

part 1 , part 2

It doesn't take long before the two of them are all over you, hands running down your body like they can't get enough—and god, it's turning you into such a needy mess. Every brush of their fingertips sends heat coursing through you, your skin burning beneath their touch as your heart pounds wildly in your chest. 

Their attention, their hands, fuck everything they're doing has your head spinning, so dizzy you can hardly think straight.

"I–" You stutter, words failing you completely as heat rushes to your face. You can hardly form a coherent sentence with the way they're looking at you, like they're already undressing you with their eyes alone. “Megumi… a-ah Yuji… Mhnn–”

Their names leave your lips in shaky little breaths as they trail kisses down your body—along your neck, across your collarbone, down to the dip of your hips, where they begin tugging at the hem of your shirt. You somehow manage to help, tossing your shirt to the side as you feel hands pulling your skirt down, followed by two pairs of soft lips, kissing your plush thighs, earning soft whimpers from you.

Yuji stands, closing the distance between you, "Shh, beautiful," he rasps, his voice low and rough as his lips brush your sensitive ear. "Just let us take care of you, yeah? Wanna make you feel so good."

You quickly nod, cheeks burning, the heat spreading to the tips of your ears as you desperately try to gather what little composure you have left. "I really d-didn't mean to…" You freeze, taking a sharp inhale when you feel long fingers trace over the lacey fabric of your panties. 

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33

── .✦ Going on a road trip with your bff, Yuji Itadori, and somewhere between the endless miles your relationship starts to blur.

bff!yuji x fem!reader // drabble // everyone is 18+ // no use of y/n // fluffff // going on a road trip w/ yujiiiiiii // yuji out here getting reader to do all sorts of things that she never would'veeee // bff to implied lovers // bit of yearning // they both really really like each other // two idiots in love // yuji is a smiley dork and its adorable // yuji is literally the greenist flag and so gentle and caring // yuji lowk scared to push things

If it wasn't for your best friend, Yuji Itadori, you couldn't imagine yourself doing something like this, ever—traveling across the country, driving for hours on end until your eyes are too heavy from exhaustion. And despite all the time you've spent trapped in a car together, there hasn't been a single dull moment.

Not with Yuji beside you, filling the long stretches of road with endless chatter that you've grown to love more than you'd ever care to admit. And when there are those quiet moments, it's easy with him, like neither of you has to force a conversation just to fill the silence. But it's always been easy with him, you've just never noticed it before, and now you find yourself dreading the thought of going home, not knowing what that means for the two of you.

Will you go your separate ways? Will this fleeting moment in time become another one of those memories, the special ones your mind reaches for as you drift to sleep, chasing the lingering warmth of something you never realized you'd miss so much. And the thought of him—with his messy pink hair, or that dorky smile that reaches from ear to ear—not being there anymore has your heart sinking deep in your chest.

You guess somewhere between the countless miles, the lines between your friendship began to blur. You're not sure when it happened, and honestly, neither does he.

But it's a shared quiet longing, found in the little moments—when you rest your head on his shoulder, his hands finding their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands until your drifting to sleep in his arms. He never moves you. No, he lets you sleep on him for as long as you want. And one night, when you're half asleep, you swear you feel the faint press of soft lips against your forehead.

And when the two of you finally find that perfect spot, your last stop, there's a finality to it all.

It's dark, almost midnight by the time you arrive, and there's a quiet disappointment hanging between you both, knowing it took the entire night to get here. But neither of you says anything, unwilling to ruin the moment.

Truth is, it's still just as beautiful at night, maybe more so, because you're here together.

He slowly inches closer to you, a little awkwardly, letting out a breathy laugh as he rubs the back of his neck, like he always does when he gets all flustered.

"It really is something," he murmurs, and even though he's facing the view from the grassy cliffside, looking out at the twinkling sky, his eyes drift back to you as he says it. "I've never seen anything so beautiful."

Your eyes wander all the same, "me either."

Slowly, his hand slips to the small of your back, his touch gentle and almost hesitant, like he's still not sure if he's allowed to do something like this yet.

You move closer, close enough that your head rests against him, his arm now fully wrapped around you, holding you, as his head rests on yours, wishing it was possible to slow time, to put a pause on life and exist here with him forever.

"You know I wasn't talking about the sky, right?"

The corner of your lip quirks up at his question. "You know I wasn't either?"

The two of you share a soft laugh, and as it slowly fades, you're left with something else. Something neither of you has been willing to address, the one question lingering between you since the very start of this trip.

"What'll happen after all of this…?" You ask, your voice coming out smaller than you intended.

"Honestly, I don't know," there's hurt in his voice as he quietly admits it. "I just know I never want this to end."

"But… tomorrow we go home."

"What if we didn't?"

"…go home?" You ask, staring at him like he's completely lost his mind.

"Yeah, why not?" He asks, a familiar glint twinkling in his eyes. "I don't want to leave, you don't want to leave… what's stopping us?"

You bite your lip, thinking it over, and god, it's only Yuji who could make you nod yes to something like this. Your hand slips into his, the two of you smiling like a couple of idiots.

"Sure," you say, unable to stop the ridiculous smile on your face. "Why not?"

As always ty for all the support and reblogs, comments, and likes are appreciated <33