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Gojo

“You're my prized possession.”

Finding yourself in the midst of Satoru’s grasp, you didn’t know how you found yourself in this position but you were here nonetheless, no escape, but did you even really desire to leave? He was attached to you like glue after stalking you for some time, to him it was just a waiting game until he could have you, meeting your fate with him after he had broken into your apartment one night and claimed you as his own.

He was intense but still you found yourself just as drawn to him in the situation at hand as you ended up giving into his advances, he had eventually worn you down so much that he had you right where he wanted you. It wasn’t long after being exposed to his presence and witnessing his deep burning passion for you that you had found yourself looking at him through a slightly rose tinted set of lenses, admiring him and being completely enamored by the ways he would so tenderly speak to you and care for you, the wait was over when he could now see that his angel was finally his and his alone, wrapped around his little finger where you belonged. 

You sat down to dinner one night, the both of you had been drinking but Gojo was significantly more far gone than you were, you decided now was the time to ask a question you’ve had on your mind.. “Gojo… there’s been something I’ve been meaning to ask…” Your words halt as you wait for his response. “What is it my angel?” He asks, flashing you such a beautiful smile, his face slightly flushed from intoxication, you gauge his reaction before asking your question, he was in a good a mood and just a little drunk on top of that so you were more likely to get a true answer, but with Gojo you could never be too sure, you think carefully for a moment how to phrase this in order to not set him off. “Before we got together, how long had you had your eye on me?” You say with a smile, hoping this would be a clear enough question for him to omit something to you that you might not yet know about your situation.

“Well, you see (y/n)...” He begins, his words just a little sloppy. “I saw you one day and just knew I had to get to know you, I had seen you all over for a good year or so before we officially got together… after we finally started dating though you really had me worried for the state of our relationship, you were treating me like a regular guy friend… I knew that wasn’t your intentions but things did get better when we moved in together, …I’m glad” He answered honestly but you could tell just how truly skewed his perception was, he had just admitted to you that he had registered the both of you as together when you had just merely established yourselves loosely as friends, prompting him to not too long after break into your house and push you into being with him because he was so confused as to why he couldn’t be as close to you as he wanted, it all made sense now. Before, this may have bothered you, but grasping a firm understanding of Gojo’s imaginative mind and deep emotions, putting it all together and then getting to know him in an intimate setting even if it was by force, you do see that he isn’t so bad and that you rather like having him around in this way, or were you just telling yourself that?

Geto

“You're not leaving me like everyone else did.”

You’ve known Geto for some time now, he’s a reliable friend of yours who is always around when you need him, you started to worry about him once he started coming around less, hiding out at home more and seeming pretty out of it when he would interact with you and other friends. He would get really comfortable around you when the two of you were alone and sometimes he would even get vulnerable, but add other people into the mix and his demeanor would change drastically from one of being sweet, reserved, and slightly needy for personal attention to one of being closed off, isolated, and even a bit snappy.

He never used to be like this until he found out through word of mouth that you may or may not have a crush on one of your mutuals in the group but no one knew who, it wasn’t until later you found out he was acting this way out of jealousy. He had come over one day as usual to hang out and spend quality time with you, watching movies, talking and the regular routine but he had ended up getting testy when he noticed you placing a lot of attention on your phone, you were truly distracted. He played it off as just being irritated because being on your phone was at best a little rude but things took a turn when he started to get extra clingy, he had taken your phone from you and threw it out the window, before you could go retrieve it he had grabbed you and wrapped himself around you to ensure you couldn't leave.

You both struggle for a bit before he finally let some things slip. “Why can’t you just focus on me (y/n)?! Am I not enough for you?!” This was a side of him you hadn’t seen, it took you completely be surprise, this was unlike the gentle and kind man you spent Fridays with having movie nights and gossiping about your weeks. “Suguru? … what has gotten into you?” You say as you try to peel him off of you but to no avail, he was too strong and now begins to pin you to the ground to keep you from fighting him. “Why can’t you just love me… you’re going to leave me just like everyone else did… aren’t you…” He looms over you as he has you pinned to the ground, his tears hitting your face as he speaks, sounding like a man who was just critically wounded.

“Suguru… what are you …?” So taken aback by his words you can’t even finish your sentence, Geto in this moment had truly lost it and let the mask slip. “You were always supposed to be mine, I don’t know why you can’t see that… I don’t know who you’re trying to leave me behind for, but I won't have it.” His body weight crushing your limbs as you cease to struggle any more, his emotions had become truly terrifying to you and you weren’t sure what he would be capable of in this state but you didn’t want to find out, but did you even have a choice in that? Geto moves quickly and erratically, placing hungry kisses all over your face that had already been stained by his tears, you start to squirm but he reaches one of his large hands up and grabs your jaw, pulling your face steady in his fingers to keep you from resisting. “You're mine now (y/n),... like you always should have been… and I won't let you or whoever it is you're trying to leave me for stand in my way…”

Nanami

“I'm just trying to keep you safe.”

You’ve been in a relationship with Nanami for a short time now, he had pursued you hard in the beginning and ended up winning you over rather fast, but who can say no to flowers, intimate dinners out, small gifts with wonderfully written cards attached and not to mention how he manages to remember everything about you, making you feel truly special, he’s like no other man you’ve experienced before. Over the short time you’ve been together you've noticed that hes started doing little things like ordering your food for you when you go out to dinner and taking care of driving you where you need to go. Before you knew it things had escalated, Nanami insisted on taking care of your every need, even convincing you to quit your job and move in with him.

As soon as you started living together he wouldn’t let you do small tasks like get the mail by yourself or even just go to the back yard to sit and get some sunshine in private, he had to be attached to your hip at all times, it started out cute but slowly became smothering. You started to look for reasons to get away from your beloved boyfriend for small increments of time, but without fail he would never leave you unattended for long, or nearly at all for that matter.

His watch over you started to feel a bit chilling after you had learned that he would stand outside the bathroom door listening to you while you showered, had your phone copied so he could read all of your messages in and out without your knowledge, and would go through your things when you were away to make sure you weren’t hiding anything from him. The day you found these things out was the day you had finally had enough. “Kento… we need to talk…” Your words were firm but had a quiver to them but none the less you still tried to hide your hesitation to confront Nanami.

“What is it, my love?” His tone was stoic but still sweet, he furrowed his brow at your words, in question. “I know you have been going through my things Kento…, reading my messages and violating my privacy, not to mention, you never give me space to do anything on my own… I’ve had it.” You cross your arms defensively, looking up at his large frame towering over you, Nanami smiles down at you and lends a small chuckle before responding. “And what makes you so sure that I’m doing those things darling?” He was cocky, he knew you had no solid proof of this, but still wanted to see for himself how you’d found out, you were right after all, but how could you prove this to him without anything to back you up?

“Kento, I saw you digging through my drawers the other night when you thought I was asleep, and last week I caught you scrolling through your phone,... but my private messages with my mother were on the screen…” Your words came as a shock to him but it was only a matter of time until he slipped up, it was now that you had finally caught him, but he was prepared. “Well, my love… I just want to keep you safe is all,... there's no harm in wanting to ensure the safety of my darling,... is there?” He gets just a little closer to you, his demeanor becomes menacing and his aura dark, he grabs your wrists, keeping you from trying to push him away, he’s much stronger than you so there’s no use in fighting.

Nanami plants a firm but sloppy kiss forcibly to your lips, almost like a hungry man starved, his kisses felt like he was trying to devour you, claiming you as his own as he aggressively marked you as his, it was this moment when you realized how truly passionate and terrifying this man can be and that you were his subject of obsession with no escape. Unknowingly your fate was sealed from the start, there was no going back now, he had created a life for you in which you now entirely depended on him for everything, it was clear to you he was hellbent on keeping it this way too.

Choso

“Where do you think you're going?”

You were looking for a place to live in a bit of a hurry and had been scanning through listings online for apartments. You didn’t like the idea of having a stranger as a roommate but you really didn’t have a choice. You had spent hours scrolling, looking for anything reasonable but to no avail. After mindless hours staring at your screen and being met with roadblock after roadblock you had finally found something, it was posted just a few minutes before you came across it and it seemed almost too good to be true.

The listing read ‘looking for roommate to rent second room in two bedroom apartment, will split rent, everything else taken care of, quiet neighborhood, quiet roommate, can move in next day.’ You figure it was worth asking about and probably the best deal you had seen all evening. You reach out to call the number attached, the phone rings for a moment before a man picks up on the other end. “I’m calling about the listing asking for a roommate?” You say politely into the phone. “Oh, yes, of course…” The two of you chat for a moment before agreeing on a time the next morning that you could come and see the place before making any big decisions.

Sleep was alluding you all night due to being excited to see the place and possibly declare it your new home, it was now morning and time to drop by, when you get there you walk up to the door, landing a firm knock on it. In no time the door swings open, Choso happily greeting you with an awkward but warm hello paired with a hug, his grip on you was tight and you swore you could hear and feel him smelling your hair, his embrace lingered on longer than would be considered acceptable with a stranger. Finally managing to pull away, you look at him and chuckle awkwardly. He invites you in and shows you around. Despite the awkwardness of the hug and weird first impression, the place was clean, well taken care of, and seemed as though you would get a lot of privacy despite having a roommate. The two of you agreed on terms and you were lucky enough to be moving in the next day.

Loading everything up into a small truck bringing it over, you didn’t have many belongings so this was an easy move, Choso helped you get settled and by the end of the day you were golden. That night was when things started to get a little strange, you heard breathing outside of your door in the early hours of the morning accompanied by rustling around, this continued on until around 2am, you grew weary and decided to leave your room to investigate, you don’t see anything out of the ordinary but you were still feeling put off. The night air always does you some good so you opt to take a step out onto the porch for a moment to calm your nerves. Choso sees you walk outside and assumes you’re trying to leave him, within the short two day span he has seen you and gotten to know you, all he knew was he was hooked, he was obsessed with you, he had told his little brother that he had met someone and the two of you were moving in together, through his excitement he had acquired a vastly different perspective of the two of you than you had.

Choso opens the front door to the porch and sees you taking slow steps down the stairs, angrily he blurts out. “And where do you think you’re going? … Why are you leaving me?” You could see the agitation in his face as he attempts to mask with light puppy dog eyes. “I…I just came out to get some fresh air… why? What's wrong?...” You give him a look of question and confusion, Choso was acting oddly possessive toward you and you weren’t sure why. “Oh… just so long as you aren’t leaving me… we only just got to move in together, I can’t have my bride running out on me.” His words came out so smooth as he started to calm down but simultaneously you met his words with shock. “Y…your bride?...” You try to hide any fear in your voice but failed, Choso was so blinded by his own ideals that he didn’t seem to catch on. “Yea! I’m so happy you decided to move in (y/n), This will make everything so much easier after the wedding…” His tone was so sweet and confused yet so eerie at the same time, you decide it’s probably best to establish boundaries before things go too far too fast.

“I only agreed to be your roommate, Choso,... we aren’t a couple…” This response from you made his mood do a 180, he went from so seemingly awkward, sweet, innocent, and confused to stone cold, malevolent, and threatening. “You’re mine now, you will do as I say… got it?” His words are spoken through gritted teeth as he grabs your wrist and forcibly pulls you inside, this strikes fear in you as you try to fight for your freedom but alas he's too strong, you are forced to go with it. Choso dragges you to the couch, sitting down and setting you between his legs, wrapping himself around you like a child holding a teddy bear, he now seemed a little more content as he held you so tightly. “It’s okay (y/n) You’ll feel more like yourself after our wedding… you’re not going anywhere, you’re staying here with me.” His words soft with a chilling undertone as he runs his fingers through your hair and the back of his hand featherlight over your cheek. “You’re mine… forever.”

Toji

“You're mine or you're dead, which do you choose?”

Toji is a very straightforward man, so when he saw you walking down the street, how your hair laid perfectly, how your clothes hugged your figure just right and your demeanor in a public setting, he just knew he had to have you and all to himself. Toji was determined to make you his little doll, one that would do as he pleased and do as he said at all times, no questions asked, he was never worried about you not complying with his wishes either, he had his methods and would take you by any means necessary.

You start your day in the city, unbeknownst to you that you had a secret admirer trailing behind, you were running typical errands as you would on a weekday and just going about your usual routine. Toji was lurking just feet away from you at all times, observing and just gathering info on you, learning little things about you as a means of gaining just a little bit of control over you. You come upon a small shop selling baked goods and fresh pastries, the line was long but granted you got the important stuff out of the way already and didn’t have much to do the rest of the day, waiting in a long line for some marvelously fresh baked pastries couldn’t hurt, it wasn’t often you got the chance to treat yourself so you decided to indulge.

Toji followed you in, getting in line right behind you, he was so close he could take in your scent and get a closer look at your beauty, he was so quiet and undetectable you had almost no idea that he was behind you, your guard was down, all you knew was the line continued on behind you as normal and there was nothing to be weary of. Toji quickly wraps one arm around your waist and his free hand covers your mouth to keep you quiet, a chloroform rag hidden just in his palm, picking you up in one foul swoop and leaving the cafe with you, unconscious in his grasp.

Several hours later you wake up in an unfamiliar place, a dark figure in the corner of the dimly lit room, you wanted to scream but your throat was too dry to squeak out a sound, you sat there shaking and unable to move. The figure sits for a moment before rising to a stand and approaching. “So… I’ve been watching you for some time now doll… figured it was time to finally take you home and make you mine… I’m sure you won’t protest to that, even if you wanted to.” He says with a menacing chuckle as he reveals his large, broad statured form in the little shred of light that crept into the room, he was huge with an eerie grin plastered on his face. Your eyes fill with tears as fear consumes you, finally managing to weakly choke out a sentence, your words barely above a whisper.

“What are you going to do to me?” He looks down at you, towering over as he speaks. “Well… I’m going to make you my little wife… if that isn't what you want… I’ll just have to end you… can’t let anyone else have you when you belong to me… you’re mine and mine alone, got it?” His words came out intensely followed by yet another menacing chuckle, he had you right where he wanted you and in order for you to save your own life you had to follow along.

Sukuna

“You owe me your life, now bow to the king.”

You woke up in a stranger's room, unable to comprehend what had happened just hours before let alone did you know if a day had passed already, your only focus was trying to figure out where you were and how you got there, and more importantly how you had passed out. You try to sit up in the bed but are met with the realization that you had been tied up as a means of  subduing you, whoever had done this was being very clear with their intentions. You struggle for a moment, the covers underneath you rustle, the sound just enough to alert whoever was in the hall just outside the door.

The door slides open and you’re met with the enormous figure of a man with four arms, a terrifying sight indeed, you had never seen him before let alone anyone like him ever in your life, you let out a scream, Sukuna casually walking over to you and shoving a rag deep in your mouth, nearly down your throat, to silence you. “Now, now, there will be absolutely none of that.” His voice low and menacing, the delight he was feeling from your struggle was evident by his tone. “You might as well accept that there is no use in screaming princess… I own you now.” His words cold, he let out a low chuckle that ended almost in a purr of delight.

You lay there and begin to sob, the sound muffled by the rag stuffed in your jaws, all you could think right now was why, why you? A question that will never be answered. Sukuna climbs into the bed, the mattress sinking deep from his weight as he sits down, slightly reclining his posture against his arm, he looks at you with a deep gaze before parting his lips to speak once more. “Whatever the king wants is whatever the king gets, you know that, right, princess?... now if you stay quiet… I’ll take the rag out of your pretty little mouth.” You nod at him in agreement, just wanting this large cloth to be removed, the sheer size and weight against your jaw was becoming agonizing as your mouth strained around it.

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Gojo:

Gojo noticed you had been more agitated as of late, especially today, you weren’t entertaining his antics as much as you usually do, being super dismissive, uninterested and even a bit short with him, wondering what was wrong he heads to your bedroom to confront you about it. “Whats going on with you? Are you mad at me?” he looks a little upset and you can tell its genuine, letting out a sign you explain. “Gojo… I just started my period…” a bit embarrassed you knew you had to tell him, there wasn’t really any other way to explain. “Oh! Why didn’t you tell me sooner!?” he exclaims, Gojo takes off down the hallway for a moment before coming back with a heating pad and a large teddy bear he had hiding somewhere for when something like this occurs. He climbs into bed with you after plugging in the heating pad and handing over the comically large bear, “I’m sorry I don’t have anything else right now, I just wasn’t expecting this so soon, do you want me to make you anything to eat?” Gojo seems all too excited to tend to you during your time of the month but it definitely brightened your mood that your goofy boyfriend was even this prepared. “I just want to cuddle, if thats ok?” you ask laying your head on the giant bear. “Consider it done!” Gojo says as he wraps himself around you in a spooning position, sweetly telling you how much he adores you as he gently rubs your belly, cracking jokes and making you laugh while you both relax together.

Geto: 

Geto notices you have been sleeping in a lot the last 2 days, you haven't hardly left your room for anything more than to use the bathroom and maybe get a glass of water, concerned he decides to check on you. Knocking on your door he got no reply other than a low grumble so he opens the door to see what could possibly be going on. The room is dark, the curtains are drawn and you’re laying in bed curled up in a ball under all of your blankets. “Is everything alright, (y/n)?” he says softly as he waits for a reply. More grumbling comes from the blanket pile as you utter “...I started my period…” Geto was a little surprised but relieved to know it wasn’t anything else more serious, he sits down on the bed next to you gently rubbing your back as he speaks. “ Give me just a moment, I’m going to make some hot tea and run a bath for you, I’ll come get you when its ready.” Your boyfriend says with a tender tone before gently getting up off of your bed, some time passes before he come back in to your room. “The bath is ready and your tea is waiting for you just on the side of the tub.” He explains as he helps you out of bed, gently walking you to the bathroom, giving you some privacy while you soak as he sits outside the door talking to you and telling you calming beautiful stories as he tends to you whenever you ask. When you finish your bath he brings you fresh comfortable clothes. “Would you like to cuddle in my bed for a bit, (y/n)? We can watch your favorite movies.” he proposes as you oblige, The both of you making your way to Geto’s room to lounge for the rest of the day as he tends to you’re needs and holds you close.

Nanami: 

Nanami was on his way home from work, he calls you at his usual time. “Hello, my love I just clocked out.” He doesn't hear much of a response on the other line, his brows start to peak in concern, you finally speak up in a low grumble “Kento… I started my period …” Your boyfriend is a little caught off guard by this, he didn’t think you were due for another few days, according to the app he used on his phone to help himself stay informed on your health, you were early. “I’m coming home immediately.” He responds as he hangs up, making a quick stop at the nearest convenience store he picks up a few things in a rush before heading home at a hurried pace. Laying on the couch clutching your belly you hear the door open and Nanami waste no time coming in, peaking your head over the back of the couch you see him approach you, out of breath from his rush, hes holding a large bouquet of roses, a box of your favorite small candies, some red wine, and even managed to snag both pads and tampons in your needed sizing just in case you were out. “Don’t worry about dinner tonight, or lifting a finger for that matter, I just want you to rest.” he says gently setting down your gifts as he pulls a blanket over you and fluffs a few pillows up behind your back to help you lay comfortably, he leaves for a moment, coming back with a heating pad and turning the TV to your favorite movies, handing you the remote just after. “Is there anything else you need before I start dinner, my love?” 

Choso: 

Choso noticed you had been acting a little funny today, as he approaches you the sweet sacred sanguine scent tickles his senses, its one he is rather familiar with as a half curse who’s used to manipulating blood, he can smell it on you almost like a dog can sniff out the trail of a wounded deer in the vast woods, he looks at you with wide eyes as he already knows what’s going on with you. Before you can even greet him your boyfriend speaks bluntly. “You started your period today.” he says with a cheeky smirk “Cho…Choso,.. How did you…?” you say in surprise before being cut off abruptly by him. “I can smell it on you, it is beautiful.” he says with a smile as he hugs you from behind, pulling you into him as he plants a kiss atop your head, this is his favorite time of the month for you even if you begrudge it so, blood is such a sacred thing to his clan, he celebrates this time of the month with you by waiting on you hand and foot. “Lets get you to bed my sweet, if theres anything you need let me know, I’ll do anything for you, just ask.” he says eagerly. You make it to your bedroom, Choso helping you into bed gently as he lays with you for a moment before saying. “Please let me warship you.” he kisses your cheek down to your neck waiting for a response, you oblige, he gently massages your body as he continues to warship you and kissing you all over.

Toji: 

Toji sits with you on the couch, both casually splayed out when you make a sudden move grabbing your belly because of an intense cramp, groaning in the process as you ache. “Whats the matter with you?” he asks looking at you confused by your sudden movements, you were fine just a moment ago but now your curling up into a ball, groaning. “I… I think I started my period…” you utter to him through groans. Toji looks at you wide eyed as he quickly jumps up off the couch. “Do you still have any of those blood doohickies??” he says trying to find the best way to try to help you but having no idea where to start. “I think I ran out …” you say grumbling some more curling up tighter as you sink into the couch. “Ah shit, I’ll be back.” Your boyfriend says as he rushes out of the house to the nearest convenience store, approaching the feminine products isle he’s almost entirely lost, looking around he sees sizes on pads and letters on tampons, the more he looks the more confused he is, he picks up the phone in a slight panic and calls you. “Ayuhhh,... what size pussy you got?...” He says but is met with roaring laughter coming from you on the other line. “ just get the regular tampons.” you say in a quick response thinking thats the easiest way to describe your need. “Ok… got it.” he responds before hanging up. Looking at all the boxes that say tampons, Toji gets frustrated by the amount of options so in a quick effort he just grabs three boxes without reading the labels. Rushing through the door of the house he starts pulling the small boxes out of the bag to show you what he has. “I wasn’t sure what you meant by regular so I just grabbed a bunch.” you look at him in a pause. “Toji… these are all the same kind…” you respond, he looks down at the boxes he picked before letting out a roaring “FUUUUUUCK…!” as he rushes out the door for a second time, going on yet another excursion to try and find what you need, you laugh even more at the situation, little did he know he got all three boxes in the right size and needlessly ran for more without a single clue what he was doing, this comedic experience made the situation just a little more enjoyable.

Sukuna:

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Gojo is obsessed with you, he watches you from afar even if you are on friendly terms and talk often, he just can't help himself, he just can't stand not seeing you when you're ‘away’ and often lurks around in the background watching you. He's obsessive and even a bit possessive, he can't get enough of you, seeing you, watching you, talking to you, smelling your sweet scent as you walk by, taking it in as it lingers in the air, he would give anything to hold you, he would stop at nothing to keep you to himself, safe from others, the world, in his possession, his and his alone and he knew just how he was going to do this, you were already his anyways, you just had to finally give in.

He knows your entire day's schedule from when you wake to when you go to sleep, if anything slightly deviates, he knows about it. It's early morning, you should be waking up, getting ready for your day with a hot shower and cup of coffee, right about now you would be adding too much creamer to it, just how you like it, sweet and light with just a stain of coffee, making its appearance go from black to a milky tan. Closing his eyes at the thought, a light blush trails across his cheeks as he envisions the way your delicate hand would gracefully pick up your small silver spoon, string your hot morning wakeup cup, squeezing the handle of the spoon with your thumb and two fingers only to soon after draw it back out of the cup, placing the small shallow bowl of it in your mouth to suck it clean with a squeeze of your lips, thinking of you in such a relaxed state doing as you do makes his heart flutter and his head full with lustful thoughts. Gojo looks at the clock, it's half past 7am. “Perfect.” He mutters under his breath to himself before rising from his slumped position in his chair, taking lanky strides to the window of his apartment where he could get a perfect view of you through yours, not a minute earlier and not a minute later you walk by the window in your dimly lit living space with your cup of perfectly curated coffee, sitting down at the table to scroll through your phone as you sip. 

Usually the sight of you on your phone wouldn't bother him much as he was always sure of himself and the fact that you are his even from a distance, but something about seeing you on your phone this morning as you scroll filled him with anger, wondering what you were doing, what you might be looking at, or worse, who you might be talking to that wasn't him, you were his and his alone even if you didn't know it just quite yet. He grips the windowsill, digging his nails in and leaving small crescent shaped marks in the woodwork as he tries to contain his composure while watching you on your phone. Slowly, you push away from the table, setting your phone down and taking your coffee cup to the sink, leaving the phone on the table, screen up and unlocked, Gojo was near frothing at the mouth, trying all he could to read your screen from his window, it was so close he could almost taste it, the bitter sweet reveal of what, or who was illuminated there.

Pressing his face against the glass, as if it could get him closer to you, clawing at the smooth transparent surface like a caged bear getting angrier as he knows these subconscious efforts will bear no fruits. Gojo punches the glass with the side of his fist, letting out all of his anger in a swift blow, making a loud thud, alerting you as you come running back to your window to see what the ruckus was about, he panics and ducks below the windowsill in an attempt to hide and not be found suspicious. You pan your gaze until it meets his window just across from yours, not seeing anything you just assume it may have been a bird or another small animal causing a stir. You shrug it off and continue about your routine, moving swiftly through your apartment and going out of Gojo’s view. After some strategic thinking and plotting he stands up, back into view, pretending to have been fixing something or cleaning something up, taking a moment to put on a show and appear in view as if he was admiring his work before slowly shifting his head to look up and out the window and peer over at your apartment once more. Not seeing you through the glass he is both relieved you didn’t notice him and all the more agitated he couldn't see you and what you may be doing now, thinking to himself he should have played that off differently, just to get another glimpse of the sweet face of his beloved. Coming up with a new plan he knew exactly how to get your attention off of anything that wasn’t him, after all you both were pretty well acquainted and talked semi-regularly, only keeping his distance more than he desired to so he wouldn’t scare you off before he had you in his arms with no escape.

Briskly picking your phone up from the table and walking back to the kitchen, scrolling just a little more as you walk, you set it down on the counter, leaving it open once again, continuing to walk away to complete other morning tasks when you hear it start ringing, who could it be at this hour? Rushing over to pick it up before the call bounces you see that it’s Gojo, it’s unusual for him to call this early in the morning but you don’t think much of it, sliding accept, you put the phone to your ear, there's a slight pause from the other side before you hear that overly charismatic, chipper voice on the other end. “Heeeeeey,(y/n)! Good morning! I was bored and wondering if you wanted to go get coffee? it’s been a while since we caught up!” Speaking with his usual overconfidence and abundance of energy his tone makes you giggle a bit, the same old Gojo you know and have been acquainted with for some time now, it was pretty ironic when he moved in to the apartment building next door, right across from yours and in eyeshot none the less, but it was one thing that made him interesting to you, he always seemed to just end up around you in some way, shape, or form, it didn't bother you much at all since he was always so kind to you but more than anything the coincidences just made you laugh. “Hey Gojo! I would love to but I just had my morning coffee, maybe another day?” You say sweetly as you don’t reject his offer but propose another day to take him up on it. “Oh, that's okay! We can try another day (y/n), just call me any time!” He says before you say your goodbyes and click to end the call.

Gojo had you right where he wanted you, he had already known you had your moring coffee but needed and excuse to get your attention on him, a mischievous little smirk starts to crop up over his face, about now you would be getting in your car, heading to work, spending way too many hours behind a computer screen making you go nearly cross eyed as the hours trudged on in the corporate chokehold, you would be approached by and simultaneously turn away overly friendly male coworkers that would eventually soon after quit without warning, no one ever knew why, but he did, he despised any guy who would get close to you, any guy that wasn’t him, needless to say he knew of any overly friendly advances any time they’d happen and he would ‘take care of it’ with a swiftness, much like a surgeon cuts out cancerous cells, he cut out overly friendly, rage inducing men from your life, there could only be one man in your life and that was him, no one else, after all you belonged to him and always have, it's undeniable, he was just going to have to show you so you could see for yourself. 

The morning as usual ticked by at snail's pace as Gojo tried to maintain his focus on anything but you, every task, every move, every thought was accompanied by thoughts of you, eventually breaking down he decided to go to your workplace and check up on you. Doing as per his usual when he couldn’t get you out of his head while you were away he went into the parking garage right next to your office. First he visited your car, looking through the windows and taking in the site, imagining what it would be like to drive together, all the places you’d go and the conversations you’d have, you would never have to drive yourself or drive alone again, he would take care of that and get you where you needed to go, you wouldn't be going anywhere without him anyways so it would never be of any trouble to him. Gojo sighs lovingly at the thought, soon after making his way to the second to top floor, right across from your office window, getting a good view of your back sitting at your desk typing away, taking in the sight of how beautiful your hair looked as it draped down around your shoulders, the way you would slump your posture only to stretch and try to over correct it when you caught yourself, he could stand there and watch you for hours.

Minutes tick by as he stands idly watching, you still reside at your desk typing away, impatiently waiting for the work day to be over. Your boss comes over to chat, leaning against the partition of your cubicle like it were a doorway as he speaks, you turn slightly in your chair giving him your full attention, happily responding and participating in the conversation. Gojo has to take in the sight of this interaction as he watches, snapping out of his daydream trance like state, the sight of another man daring to speak to you when you are his has him fuming, he tries to suppress his anger but gives in to his instincts, pulling out his phone to call you knowing putting you on the spot in front of your boss could potentially be detrimental to your job if you answer the phone, but massively infuriating if you didn't answer him. He ponders for a moment, phone in hand with your number dialed in debating if your discomfort was something he was willing to risk, after all he did care about you and your well being but was he willing to risk your reputation in front of your boss? He knew that he would prefer you to not have to work this job anyways, he could and would take care of your every need, with him you should never have to work or lift a finger for that matter, besides what kind of boyfriend would he be if he didn't cater to your every need as he should? He can't stand the idea of you working in an office with so many prying male eyes looking at what’s his. Pressing call after making up his mind, looking back up at you through your office window he sees you answer your phone, your boss had already left in the time it took for him to ponder, saving you a very awkward situation and possible corporate reprimanding. Mildly disappointed that your boss had already left before he hit call , he has no time to dwell on the thought before your voice chimes through on the other end of the line.

“Hello?… Gojo?” You say into the phone, curious to hear what he was calling for, it was strange for him to call you this morning but this was definitely out of the ordinary, in fact he had been acting a little more interested in you today than he usually would be, this was a little off but you found every excuse in your mind to try to brush it off and explain away his actions as usual. “... Hey, (y/n)! I was just calling to check on you, I was watching the birds outside my window this morning and noticed you left lights on at home… did you call off sick? Need anything?” He kindly explained himself to you, thinking back to this morning, you were pretty sure you turned off all of your lights but now your confidence in that was being shaken, Gojo would have no reason to lie to you and was being a good neighbor on top of it all, brushing the thought off again you take a moment before responding.

“Oh, I thought I turned them all off this morning… I guess I missed one, thank you for checking on me, I’m well and am actually at work right now.”

Gojo makes an effort to act surprised and apologetic for disrupting you at work before closing the conversation and ending the call, checking the time he sees that it’s nearing time for you to get home as he realizes he needs to beat you there and find a way to get the lamp by your window tuned on. Scrambling out of the parking garage, he hightails it to your apartment, thinking of subtle ways to break in. You reflect on the call that you had just had with Gojo, still wondering what light you could have possibly left on, your mind beginning to slowly trace around ideas of what could possibly have gotten into Gojo lately that is making him grab your attention so much today, shaking your head and snapping out of your trance like state of thinking you look at the clock and see that it’s finally time to pack up and head home. Grabbing your things and saying goodbye to your coworkers for the day as you leave the building and head out, between travel time and making a stop or two as usual, that leaves Gojo exactly 30 minutes to execute his plan.

Casually approaching your apartment as to not appear suspicious, he knows exactly which window you usually leave open, one toward the back of the apartment, you often left it open while folding laundry as you sat on the couch watching TV, Gojo knew this from the many mid-day walks he would take after learning this part of your routine, regularly making passes at this time to take in the image of you peacefully doing domestic tasks as the smell of fresh linen wafted through the air, picturing the little married life between you two and pretending his watchful eye outside your window was just him coming home after a long day. Mentally crossing his fingers as he pulls the outside screen from the frame, he presses his flat palms against the glass and pushes up in an attempt to pry the window open, but it won’t budge, trying once more in a panic, adding more pressure, the window finally starts to give, sliding up. Pulling himself into the window frame onto his belly, he reaches in and clicks on the light just in time, dragging the window shut quickly and placing the screen back where it once sat before, he books it back to the safety of his apartment, watching you arrive as he slides through his front door, closing it behind him quickly, falling against it with his back as he pants from the rush. Hastily walking to his window to watch as you enter your apartment finding your lamp on, just as he had said. Spectating the situation with glee as his tactic worked, you didn’t suspect a thing and he pulled it off perfectly, you were none the wiser and he was getting closer to you as time went on, making himself ever more so pronounced in your life was sure to catch your attention and make you realize how much you needed him.

Making your way through the front door into the livingroom, turning your lamp off, you take a moment to look around and see if anything else was amiss, you must have been distracted this morning, between Gojo’s unusual call and your rush out the door at the last minute so it’s no wonder you had left a light on and god knows what else. At this time of the evening you were too tired to think, the only thing you wanted to do was get out of your suffocating office clothes, take a shower, and make a nice hot dinner. Trailing up the stairs as you strip off your clothes, leaving them strewn about the walk from living room to steps as you make your ascent to your room and bathroom.

Gojo sees your silhouette cast a shadow along your accent wall, visible through your window as the evening light creeps into your apartment, seeing the outline of your clothes drop away as he envisions what he would see if he was in your apartment with you, able to see you, to touch you, to get close, his mouth starts to water almost like a juicy steak was set down in front of him. His thoughts grow lustful as his imagination runs wild, he almost can’t restrain himself anymore, no more waiting games, he has to have you physically and he has to have you now. Thinking back to the unlocked window he gets an idea, meticulously making his apartment look occupied, he takes his time before sneaking off to the window that he had previously accessed earlier that evening, once again gently prying off the screen as to not make a sound and pushing the window open, he creeps into your apartment, putting the window back together and shutting it just as he had left it before. He can hear the sound of you showering upstairs, tactfully he wanders around your apartment, taking in the sight, picking up your previously discarded clothes, taking in their scent and placing them down just as you had tossed them off as to not get caught or alert you to something being off, putting small articles he knows won't be missed into the pockets of his jacket, knowing he will be able to take those without notice. 

As you shower, little did you know your secret admirer had broken into your apartment, you continue to shower none the wiser to the situation or what may unfold this evening, washing yourself from head to toe without a singular care in the world as Gojo is left to lurk around unmonitored. Finishing your shower you dry off, going to your room to get into some comfy clothes, a nice pair of comfortable black sweatpants and white tank top. Heading back down the stairs you pick up your clothes and put them in a neat pile just before going to the kitchen to start dinner. Gojo had ducked behind your couch, out of view from you as you made your way to the kitchen. Getting up to head to the stairs, avoiding your view as he watches behind the wall making sure your back is turned before he makes his risky traverse, the full exposure endangering his efforts to stay unnoticed. His light scurrying makes the floor creak below him, by the skin of his teeth he makes it to the steps, just in time to seek cover behind the walls leading up. Startled by the sudden noise, you are alerted, turning around only to be met with nothing behind you, the moment sent shivers down your spine, something wasn’t right but you tried to brush it off as nothing but possibly just your noisy connected neighbor being heard from behind the wall. Continuing to cook and distract yourself you finish dinner and begin to plate it.

Gojo stands at the top of the stairs admiring the smell of your cooking and imagining the both of you as an established couple working around the kitchen together on a late evening, helping each other prep the shared meal, him stepping away from the stove to come up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into him and planting a sweet kiss into the nape of your neck as he attempts to bury himself in your presence while you cut and prep ingredients, his heart pounding in desire at the thought, he takes a moment to play pretend in his head as he hears you moving about the kitchen, turning and making his way to your bedroom to continue his imagined fantasy thats playing through his mind. Opening the door, making a muted entrance, he ends up laying face down in your bed, taking a deep breath just to exhale a love coated sigh, rolling in your blankets like a cat happily displaying its belly to its owner. Gojo starts to drift to sleep, getting overly comfortable as time passes, his dreams laced with images of the two of you together, you in his arms, no other man can bother you, he takes care of you as you grow old together and never part from one another, dreaming peacefully these honey sweet scenes until being awoken by a loud thud just hours after he had fallen asleep. Snaping awake, sitting up alerted to the sound, looking around the room to make sure he hadn't been caught, you were nowhere to be seen, with urgency he slides from your bed delicately as to not mess anything up, taking a deep breath before hiding under it, knowing his time to escape has run out, he hears your footsteps coming up the stairs and inching toward the bedroom.

Entering your room, none the wiser to Gojo’s presence, making your way to the closet to grab your pajamas, he watches your clothes drop to the floor piece by piece as you change, sucking his lower lip between his teeth trying to maintain his composure as his thoughts grow lustful and possessive, all he can think about is how badly he wants to grab you right now, pulling you into him, how badly he wants to hold you and keep you all to himself as the both of you cuddle together, with him wrapped snugly around you his body being your safe space, his thoughts are heavy and almost too unbearable to keep to himself. You climb into bed and pull the covers over top yourself. He feels your weight shifting just above him, as he lay snugly between the frame and the floor below it, waiting there for a while before he hears your breath start to get heavier as you begin to fall into a deep sleep. Slowly and with tact he climbs out from under the bed, doing as best as he can to wiggle out silently and leave you undisturbed. He stands over you for a moment, watching you sleep, taking in the sight of you and how beautiful you looked before getting just a bit closer. Quietly bringing his face down to yours, gently picking up a lock of your hair between his fingers, smelling it and gently placing it back down on the pillow, savoring your scent for a moment, unable to hold himself over any longer he wants to get closer, no, he needs to get closer to you, he needs to feel your warm frame against his.

Gojo silently wanders to the other side of the bed with a swiftness, peeling back the covers and slipping into bed with you, your unconscious body none the wiser as you rest. Removing his jacket and shirt before settling in and getting comfortable, scooting in, he tests his fate as he gets closer to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and beginning to spoon you, pressing his bare chest into your back. Sleep hitting him like ocean waves crashing along the beach, your warm body next to his is a comfort, having you in his arms was like a dream come true, as he's falling fast asleep he nuzzles his face into the crook of your neck instinctively. The both of you lay there for a few hours resting peacefully, you’re none the wiser to his presence but your dreams pleasant and full of love, unaware that the feelings of being cuddled in your sleep were in fact real.

The sun starts to rise over this beautiful Saturday morning, no alarm goes off to hurry you out of bed but still you peel your eyes open at the same time as usual, groggy and still draped in a thin veil of sleep you slowly come to consciousness. Feeling a warmth snuggled into your back like you hadn’t felt before, the more you wake the more you realize it’s not just warmth but the body of another person that's warm. This sensation and realization jolts you awake, you try to turn over but the grip around your waist is tight and unrelenting, not uncomfortably so but tight enough to make you unable to easily turn over, struggling for a moment before squirming just enough to loosen the grip, you begin to roll over, you see that it’s your overly friendly, charismatic neighbor, Gojo. Erupting with a scream of both shock and surprise, you try to push his body away from yours, pressing your palms as hard as you can against his bare chest but he doesn't budge, his surprisingly heavy body unyielding to your push. Gojo flutters his eyes open, looking at you, they glow the beautiful blue of an ocean frozen over, “Good morning (y/n).” he says chipper, putting on an act, he wasn’t intending to get caught but the jig was up, who cared anyways, he had you in his arms just like he has been fiending for and you were all his and his alone, finally.

“W…wh…. What are you doing … in my apartment… wh… why are you in my bed…?”  You stutter out in shock, confused on how to feel, do you feel threatened or just continue to brush this off as just silly Gojo being silly Gojo?

“Well that’s no way to greet a guest, now is it (y/n).” He antagonizes slightly with a small smirk and light chuckle to accompany it, his tone almost mocking you. Reaching up he brushes strands of hair from your face gently, raising your hand you slap his away. Stunned by your reaction Gojo looks at you for a moment before laughing it off, a bit irritated by what seemed like rejection but trying to play it cool. “Well aren’t we feisty this morning, (y/n)?” He antagonizes just a little more, drawing more agitation, upset, and push back from you.

“I…I want you to leave.” You say to him coldly. This sets him off, leaving you totally unaware of the monster you had just awoken inside of him.

“Now, now (y/n), there will be none of that…” He says playfully with a disturbed almost feral look in his eyes, he grabs your chin between his thumb and first finger, forcing you to look him directly in the eyes. “You don’t realize how long I’ve wanted you,... you’re so perfect for me… we belong together…” He speaks as his face inches closer to yours, his warm moisture filled breath tickling against your skin leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. You’re confused and now feel trapped as well, you knew something had felt more off than usual yesterday, in fact now that you think about it all, something has alway been off and all of the things you had previously brushed off as coincidence weren’t looking so coincidental.

“H…how long have you been… watching me…” You respond with shaking breath and a hoarse voice.

“Oh, just long enough to know that we were made for eachother (y/n).” He gives a light mischievous chuckle, he starts to turn your head, getting close to you and leaving a light kiss on your cheek before pulling back and making you look at him once more. Your eyes welling up slightly with tears in fear and confusion, everything has escalated so quickly that it's hard to navigate the situation you’re now in and what to do about it, or even how to keep yourself safe.

Gojo lets go of your chin, stroking your cheek gently with the back of his hand, wiping away a tear from your eye as another tear streams down the other side of your face. “Don’t cry (y/n) everything will be just fine… you’ll see…you’ll always be safe and happy with me,... just trust me.” He mutters out quietly, trying his best attempt at soothing you, feeling a bit guilty for making you feel this frightened but knowing right now having you will come at the cost of some of your own discomfort, but one day you would see that you loved him too, just as much as he craved and loved you from afar all this time. Newfound fear settles in the pit of your stomach as you begin to shudder, more tears gracing your cheeks, you feel like a deer in headlights unsure of what to do or how to react. He wipes more of your tears away, gliding his thumb across your cheeks, “Please… don’t doubt my love for you (y/n)... I would never hurt you… now please… just let me comfort you…” His words are gentle and warm but with the most chilling undertone imaginable, removing his hand from your face as he licks your tears from the pad of his thumb. “Mmm.” He hums in delight. You begin to try to push him away in another weak attempt to free yourself from his grasp but it's no use, his grip on you is just tight enough you can’t escape, you sink into him as you give up the fight.

Gojo feels your efforts to resist weaken, he holds you just a little tighter, just enough he could leave bruises if he wanted to, his grip being a gentle reminder to you of his strength and that there really is no escape now, he caresses your back, trying to gently rub it in another attempt  to sooth you as his other arm keeps you held against him, bonded to him almost like welded steel, he begins to whisper in your ear. “There’s nowhere for you to go… you belong here… I belong here… please… just stay with me…” He pleads making it sound like you have much of a choice when you know deep down there is no other options, you sink into him more and try to calm yourself, attempting to think of a way to get out of this situation and figure out why he was acting like this and why towards you. Laying with him just a while longer so as to not cause a struggle, he pulls you into him and gently starts to stroke your hair in an attempt to calm you further and show he really means no harm just so long as you stay with him, do as he says, and let him cherish you. 

“Now… (y/n).” He begins to speak lightly, “What do you choose?” He lays quietly with you as he anticipates your answer, he knows you will stay because if you don't you’ll regret it.

“W…why me…w… why did you choose… me?” You manage to squeak out, your head pressed tightly into his chest. His grip still tight feeling like a snake coiled around you, wrapping itself tighter at any sign of resistance from its prey. “Because, I’ve always known… you’re the one who completes me… no one else can compare to you… from the moment I saw you, when we used to go to school together, even if we never talked or interacted much… I knew I had to have you.” His words attempted to mimic false warmth but had such a cold and obsessive undertone, you take a moment to think before deciding it was probably in your best interest to just relax into the situation for now, to stop resisting and give in to him.

“I… I guess I choose… to stay with you…” You say in a last ditch effort to ensure your safety gauging his reaction. Gojo elated, he slightly loosens his grip, still holding you firm to remind you of his control he speaks with a large smile plastered across his face. “You won’t regret it… I promise… I love you so deeply, I promise to never mess up…  and if I do? I would want to face the consequences for hurting my sweetheart.” His words are laced with obsession but nonetheless love and adoration, any attempts to get comfortable at this time are near futile, you lay stiffly in his grasp. 

“What's wrong (y/n)? Why so stiff my love?” He asks bluntly, feeling exposed you now realize you can't hide anything from him, somehow it feels like he knows your deepest most inner thoughts and feelings, how could he know? How are you supposed to try to get comfortable or relax into the situation now? There's no turning back now, but you must, you speak up, telling a lie in a trial to sound genuine. “I… have to go to the bathroom is all…” Attempting to rise from the bed, his grip doesn't falter, looking at him panicked, thinking that he's found you out, he sees your reaction and responds by loosening his grip once, your need seeming genuine, he lets you go. “Alright, (y/n) don't take too long, wouldn't want me thinking you're trying to escape now, …would we?” 

You swallow hard, your discomfort coming out in a small chuckle as you finally manage to escape from the bed, standing on shaky legs, making your way to the bathroom. Peering back at Gojo as he lays on his side, head propped up on his arm, resting a temple on the knuckles of his connected fist, appearing almost as he is so fixated on you that he's looking through you, you're the object of his obsession yet physically transparent to him like you're nothing but a ghost. Taking more small steps until you finally meet the bathroom door, slipping inside and locking the door behind you, your breath starts to pick up, hyperventilating into your hands in a weak attempt to silence any sound that may ring out from your body and alert Gojo of your ever present vulnerability. You look to your window just above the toilet, standing in a now pause as your thoughts become plagued with the idea of escape and what the likelihood is of you breaking a limb from dropping out of this second floor window to the ground below, turning to look in the mirror and face yourself, defeat sets in. Flushing the toilet to make it sound as if that was what you were actually in there for you wash your hands, unlock the door and breath for a moment before going back out to your bed, Gojo still reclining in the same position that you had left him in as his piercing gaze is locks back in on you. “Theres my beautiful sweetheart.” His voice chimes in a sweet rasp. You lay back down, nestling into him and playing pretend into his fantasies you try once more to get comfortable, his arm draping around your waist and pulling you in once more to him snugly, he breathes a sigh of bliss as your bodies make contact once again. He begins to stroke your hair and run the pads of his fingers along your skin, his touch so gentle it's almost criminal, you catch yourself enjoying this a bit as you sink into the bed in response his touch, could this be something you could get used to? Gojo hums against your skin, burying himself in your neck once more, he was almost like a small child holding his favorite stuffed animal but the stuffed animal just so happened to be you, there was something about this you could almost find endearing.

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Gojo

Gojo absolutely loves cuddling, he gets excited about closeness, especially when it’s with you. When its time for bed, or any time of day you both have down time for that matter, Gojo often finds himself wrapped around you in some variation of cuddling, his favorite cuddling positions being anything super close, it really doesn't matter to him as long as he can be close with you. From spooning, to wrapping around each other knotted into a big pretzel, to even something as simple as just letting your legs touch when you’re both sitting somewhere, if it’s anything to do with being close to you he’s all in. Sometimes when you’re getting cuddly he gets a bit playful, starting random tickle fights with you as a means of bonding, you’re not as ticklish as he is but you definitely put on a show for him and hes none the wiser, this makes it more fun for both of you, he lights up when he thinks he’s got you good. After the two of you get your sillies out, it makes cuddling all the sweeter and rewarding, both panting and tired you lay on each other in a pile on the floor, on the couch, or in bed, anywhere where your playful romp took place you can always find a way to get comfortable. If the two of you are watching a movie the both of you almost cant focus long enough to finish it, both of you now playing with each others hair in the comfort of each others arms, stroking each others skin lightly as you both look into each others eyes lovingly, Gojo is just as head over heels for you as you are him, if not more so than you are for him. The closeness of the two of you is just so sweet especially given your unbreakable bond. 

Geto

Geto isn't usually a very vulnerable guy, especially not in public and even around friends, but in the private company of you, he lets himself open up, it’s something about him you absolutely adore, it fills your heart with great joy knowing he even feels comfortable being vulnerable in the safety of your company and that you are his safe space to begin with. When the two of you are on the couch he always gently proposes the idea of cuddling with his body language. Starting with either trying to link pinkies, hold hands, scooting closer to you, or if hes feeling bold he might set his head in your lap in hopes of having his long, beautiful, silky black hair played with, but it always slowly escalates to the two of you sprawled out on the couch laying on top of eachother in some variation of closeness. In bed however Geto absolutely loves when the two of you wrap around each other like a giant pretzel, usually face to face, you nuzzling your head into his chest or vice versa, this man absolutely loves being as close as possible and is hesitant to let go, being able to hold you and be held like this makes him feel safe and like he is also keeping you safe, being able to see your face as well keeps him at ease, this way he can watch you when hes awake to make sure you’re free from nightmares or discomfort. You're the first thing he sees when he drifts to sleep and the first thing he sees when he wakes, seeing your soft and comfortably sleeping face fills his heart with love and adoration for you, he wouldn’t have it any other way.  

Nanami

Nanami being a busy, overworked man, relishes in the time you both spend together in evenings, making sure his work is done on time every day and absolutely despising overtime, he always makes sure hes on time in bed for you, he dreads any night he has to come to bed late because it cuts into his much needed time with his partner to de-stress. Liking closeness in any form he usually prefers to be your big spoon or to lay on his back with his arm under your head for support while you snuggle into his side and use his chest as a pillow, Nanami would rather die than wake you even if his arm is falling asleep underneath you, with how cute you are when you sleep how could even think of disturbing you? he loves to watch as you nuzzle into his chest, the way your body stills and theres only slight movement from your rhythmic breath. When the two of you spoon he loves pulling you back into him as close as he can get you, wrapping his arms around you snugly, being able to be your source of comfort and protection fills him with a sense of purpose as well as helps him express his love for you in the most authentic way he knows how. He dosen’t move much in his sleep but there are times you have woken up to him sprawled out on his stomach but still managing to keep an arm wrapped around you as a way to keep you close and reassure himself in his sleep that you are still there and safe, its a good thing he wakes up before you do in the morning because when he’s knocked out there is no easy way to peel him off of you without waking him up and he has a surprisingly tight grip for a sleeping man, but thats what makes his cuddling so comfortable for you.

Choso

Choso can be kind of clingy most of the time, he wants anything and everything to do with you, after all if he didn’t feel this way about you why would he be in a relationship with you? He shamelessly likes to cuddle with his face nuzzled into your chest, he loves the sound of your heartbeat, it lulls him to sleep as his body is completely wrapped around yours like a snake around a branch. Other times when he is snuggled into your chest he lays on top of you while you lay on your back, his body weight is warm and soothing as he rests, you can’t help but to play with his hair as he sinks further and further into you in this position, he is so sweet when he sleeps on you like this, you could almost fall asleep as well but you like to watch him as he rests, something about it just makes you feel so protective of him. He always wants to be smashed as closely into you as physically possible, sometimes it can be a lot but you really couldn't complain given how comfy he is regardless of how you’re both positioned. The times you lay on your belly he ends up using your butt as a pillow, its so soft and the perfect firmness for him to rest his head, how could he not? Wrapping his arms around your legs and laying his head down right on top of your bottom, he traces patterns with his fingers along the backs of your legs softly as he drifts to sleep, you find his gentle touch to be rather enjoyable as well as soothing.  

Toji

Toji is a big guy, especially compared to you, or anyone else for that matter. After a long day when he goes to bed you would think he was pretty indifferent to cuddling but that man almost can’t sleep unless you’re laying directly on top of him with your head on his chest, you’re like his personal security weighted blanket, with you there all the stress of the day melts off of him. You tend to fall asleep really fast in this position from the combination of listening to the thump of his heartbeat and the warmth radiating from his body. Toji often falls asleep a bit after you do, he likes to watch how your eyes flutter shut as you fight yourself trying to stay awake to just sped a little more time with him, He will often start playing with your hair using one of his large hands to run his finger through the strands or gently stroking your face until you give in to your sleepiness and drift off, its his favorite sight and even one of his great weaknesses. After you finally fall asleep he may wrap an arm around your back to hold you as he begins to fall asleep himself. If Toji has to roll over or change positions, its often to laying on his stomach, he dosen’t do this often but when he does he tries to get you to lay on his back just as if you were laying on his front, you almost always happily oblige even if being woken up in the middle of your peaceful slumber isn't ideal. When Toji opts to lay on his side you often snuggle up into his chest as he wraps and arm around your waist, the thump of his heartbeat once again lulling you to sleep. 

Sukuna

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Staring into Sukuna’s eyes was like staring down the barrel of a loaded gun and you never knew when he was going to pull the trigger, you were thrown into this new situation after waking up in this strange humanoid man’s room tied up in binds. In one swift motion Sukuna firmly cuffs his large, strong hand around your throat, his long pointed nails poking at your neck like briars making goosebumps rampantly crawl across your skin, you feel your body being lifted off of the bed with the tense pressure around your neck, your head being elevated to more adequately meet his gaze. Sukuna seemingly inspects your face for a moment under the dim lighting, bringing his face just a little closer to yours, you feel his breath huff from his nostrils, the warm vaporous air tickling your face, making the hair on your neck stand on end, before he speaks in a menacing growl that was almost schadenfreude.

“If you continue to be good,... I might be inclined to untie you… but you need to earn that right first.” He tosses you back down on the bed with mild force, your body practically buckling on itself from the impact, you feared that at any moment this large, broad man of monster strength with a multitude of arms and a mouth for a belly could and very well would end you if you even dared to accidentally displease him. You weren’t sure why you were here and have no memory of what has happened before you got here, but you knew for your sake, regardless of the situation, it was in your best interest to play along no matter how scared you got, you had to do what you could to save your life. You didn’t know the reason why, but all you knew is he chose you to hopefully one day be his divine counterpart if he found you worthy enough, if he was pleased with you, there was a chance for you to continue to live,  possibly living a pampered life alongside the king of curses himself.

You hear the bed creak and feel the sinkhole next to you beginning to rise as Sukuna sits up, climbing off of the bed, planting his feet firm on the ground, standing over you from the edge as he peered down with all four arms folded over one another against his chest, he speaks with a thundering rumble. “Now you lay there and behave, I have things to attend to and will be back whenever I decide to be… now… not a sound from you if you know what's good for you… if you refuse to obey this simple rule you will be punished…, nod and show me that you understand.” His command was so simple yet filled you with utmost fear, looking at him with deep, innocent, doe eyes you nod your head in agreement. His injunction has your stomach in knots, knowing that if you do anything so much as breathe too loudly he may skin you alive at will.

You become rigid and lay stiff as a board, watching as Sukuna ambles out of the room, closing the door behind him but leaving it just a jar, there was enough of a crack for you to peer out as you lay atop the bed, watching his tall shadow gilded figure disappear into the dark hallway, it was almost like he intended for you to be able to see as he comes and goes, or was it to hear you better? Either way this felt like a setup and you were more than weary, prompting yourself to be extra careful, nearly suffocating yourself as you try to hold your breath, slowly inhaling, then exhaling when you couldn't hold it any longer, the strain on your lungs making your vision go dark and your body start to grow limp, before you knew it your over caution caused you to pass out from lack of oxygen.

After some time has passed your eyes flutter open slowly, dewy crystals cling to your lashes as you start to gag yourself awake for air, your lungs feeling as if they’re wringing themselves out from the strain, you feel a warmth pressed against your body and large arms around you holding you steady. “That's it… breathe…” A light but husky voice chimes out in a low comforting growl, your vision begins to focus in, seeing Sukuna, he had pulled you into his lap and was holding you in his arms so tenderly, this sight stunned you a bit as your body grew rigid once more, trying your best to keep quiet and not disobey his commands from earlier. Feeling your body stiffen in his grasp, it draws a menacing chuckle from deep within his gut. “You can go ahead and relax now my princess, finding you unconscious was quite pathetic… you obeyed me well enough thus far… just breathe.” His words felt sincere although they came with an eerie undertone, coming to the realization of what his words meant you begin to loosen your muscles ever so slightly enough to gently twitch one of your legs, feeling the newfound freedom he had granted upon you by removing your binds as a reward while you were unconscious. Wiggling your fingers and toes and gently rotating your ankles and wrists you try to bring back your blood flow, the pins and needles you felt were agonizing to try to work through but you knew it would be worth pushing through the pain for your mobilities sake.

Sukuna reaches one of his large hands down to your leg, grabbing ahold of one of your ankles, his long fingers wrapping around it effortlessly, swallowing the joint whole in his grasp as his fingers engulf it, overlapping his palm, his sudden grasp makes you twitch instinctually, you look at him with wide eyes, his gaze fixed on your ankle before panning to the sight of your innocent, panicked face. “Relax…” He speaks softly with a rasp as he begins to move your leg gently up and down, bending it at the knee, much like a parent would do to help a newborn adapt to their motor skills, in an attempt to help you work through the pains and get your blood flowing properly again, once he’s satisfied with the pulse he could feel against his palm running through your veins as they swelled, he moves onto the other leg, grabbing your ankle and doing the same motions once again.

You stair at him in awe, amazed by his sudden shift in demeanor with you, this wasn’t a side of him you would have ever expected to see given his brashness from earlier and how he had kidnapped you to begin with, shoving large rags in your mouth as a means of keeping you quiet and being rough with you to assert his dominance, you liked the sudden change but weren’t sure if you could trust it just yet, his hard to read demeanor has your head in a whirl, you know his ultimate goal to make you worthy of being his divine counterpart but you still couldn’t understand his aggression towards you, you knew you were being punished but for what and why?

He lets go of your ankle, letting you rest it on the bed as your legs lay draped across his lap, the room is filled with silence as the both of you look at one another, his expression seems soft and draped with tenderness, you’re still unsure if that is how he is truly feeling but you take your chances as you reach up to touch his face, attempting to affectionately palm the mask like structure that houses two of his many eyes, this causes him to jerk his head away from your hand and his voice to erupt in a roar. “How dare you! Did I ever give you permission to touch me with your filthy hands?!” He lifts you from his lap in a rage, standing up from the bed and tossing you down on your belly with a hard thud, rattling you once again from the impact, you lay slightly stunned as you feel him climb back onto the bed overtop of you, looming over your back.

He can feel you trembling against the mattress as he lowers his head so his mouth is right next to your ear. “You are never to make such bold moves towards me ever again,... do you understand?... I am the one in control here.” His voice full of threat as he snarls his words, his warm breath once again tickles against your ear causing you to tremble even more as small dewdrop like tears collect on your lashes, eventually beading up just to fall from your eyes to the bed, pooling themselves on the very blankets your face is being pressed into by one of Sukuna’s large hands. Feeling your terror field trembling, he gets this sense of sick satisfaction, leaning in he kisses your cheek, only to just after slide his tongue out to lick away a salty tear as it falls just below your eye, you fail to hold back small whimpers. “Just remember… this is only for your own good,... one day, you’ll learn…”

Pulling his weight off of you he begins climbing off of the mattress completely to once again stand, looming over you as you stay laid on your belly, admiring your form as you lay still, pressed firmly into the mattress as if you were still under his weight, you're a quick learner, it almost made him angrier that he couldn't find any more reasons to punish you, you were doing so well to follow his commands and he almost couldn't stand it. “Now,... roll over… look at me.” He demanded in a firm voice, you do as instructed, taking your time to flip over weakly, your body still sore and head pounding from being tossed around like a small mouse being batted at by the paws of a cat, playing with its prey before going in for the kill.

Sukuna's eyes pierced through your soul like a finely sharpened needle through a thin veil of fabric, his gaze deep and near soul reaching, it felt as though he was looking into the deepest depths of your mind to try and figure you out, or rather what he saw in you that made him so crazy about you in every which way, his anger building inside at all the things that he cannot understand, why he was so captivated by you and why he was so addicted to you in general. He just couldn't quit you no matter how badly he wanted to, you were his little drug and he wanted all of you to himself, oh how he hated the hold you had on him and how you brought him to his knees in such subtle ways, this is something about you that no punishment he could ever dish to you would be worthy enough to out way the debts you had to repay him for his carnal cravings. 

He looms over you, pondering for a moment, what to do now. You look at him innocently trying to choke back your fear and put on a brave face, the icy silence filling the room had you deeply worried for what may happen next, one minute he was caring for you and the next he wanted to rip you in half like an animal going for its kill. Sukuna reviews the day you were brought to him by lower grade curses he had sent out to retrieve you, he had been watching you for a while, truly captivated by your beauty and grace, knowing he needed you under his control but his anger creeping in at the realization of how much control you had over him as well, his punishments would prove change for that, asserting enough dominance then he would surely be the one in control and not you, so badly wanting you to try to prove yourself just to fail so you would continue to try, wearing yourself down in the process and fully submitting to him in marital binds but leaving him to stay truly in control, forever and always, through your whole lifetime together and into the next, he would find you every time and repeat the story without fail.  

Snapping back to reality from deep in his minds labyrinth he clears his throat. “Assuming you can walk,... get up, we need to have a little chat, follow me.” Not wanting to anger him further and put yourself in a worse situation, you do as commanded of you, weakly standing up from the bed and setting your bare feet against the cold hardwood floor for the first time, putting your full body weight on your legs as you stand you feel your left knee start to buckle from the pressure, doing your best to stay on firm footing you try to steady yourself and mask your pain. “Alright… good, now lets go.” Sukuna walks you through the threshold into the dark halls, you walk on weak legs hiding small limps and staggers as you try to keep up with his long, slow strides, he leads you to another room of the house and flicks on the low lighting, it was hard to make out what was in the room but you could see a throne made of large bones sitting center stage against the wall, he walks over to it and sits down, resting his elbow on the upholstered arm, cupping his cheek in his palm, as he looks down upon you. “Bow to the floor, you are not to look at the king while he speaks.” He instructs, you bow to the floor, folding your body down over itself as you press your face to the cold surface beneath you.

“Let us be clear, I do not like you but I can’t get you out of my head, I much prefer not having you in my personal dwelling,... but, you have quite the chokehold on me princess and I crave your presence, well done… you have however put me in a position where my power is being called into question… I have brought you here to prove your worth to me and thus far you have passed any challenge much to my dismay, thus making you a good candidate for my divine counterpart, you are to obey me and all that I wish,... now, you may ask only one question, so make it worth it.”

You attempt to raise your head to look at him and he scolds you in return. “I said head down!” Pressing your face back to the floor you begin to speak meekly. 

“W… why did you choose me, why me?” You hide your fear as you put on a brave face, Sukuna chuckles deeply. “Well, princess… I hate to admit it but I crave you deeply… I hate you for it, the way that you bring me to my knees and roam through my head at every tick of the clock,... I loath you, but I just cannot help myself, I need you… I need to have you like a pretty little prize on a shelf, I don’t quite understand it myself…I don’t know why I need you or what makes you so special, but I need you.” He rises from his throne and walks towards you, kneeling down, taking a fist full of your hair in his hand, using it to lift your head, placing your chin in his other palm, holding your gaze to meet his. “From here on out, you live to serve me and only me without question…you are to never leave and never disobey, as you continue to earn my respects the more you will have to gain, that is if you can earn my respects… ” 

Dropping his palm from your chin and letting go of your hair, he stands before you, looking down at you with arms crossed. “Rise, its time for you to go change and ready yourself for dinner,... the silken robes in your room will be to your liking I’m sure, I had them specially made just for you, I can’t have such a creature of mine walking along side me in rags.” 

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Gojo

Gojo called you to check in and just see what you were up to and in hopes to talk for a bit, the phone rings a few times before you hit decline, this was really unusual for you especially towards him. “Ahhh whaaat??” Gojo utters out as he tries to call you once more and gaining the same result. Getting frustrated he starts to call you a few more times until you pick up. “Hello?” You say on the other line, Gojo opens his mouth to speak, disappointed. “Why did you decline my caaaaaalls (y/n)? What could be so important its worth ignoring meeee.” he whines into the phone almost like a frustrated child. “I promise I wasn’t trying to ignore you Gojo, I was trying to take a picture of some pretty flowers right when you called and it blocked my screen.” You respond, Gojo finding this a reasonable enough response he calms down and begins to ask you about your day and the flowers you were taking a picture of, opting to video call instead so he could see them too. “Oh, those are really pretty! Worth the decline if I do say so myself.” He says with a light chuckle before speaking just a little more. “Next time I won’t spam you, but you gotta promise me you’ll get right back to me sooner, okay?” He asks of you sweetly as you agree with a giggle. The two of you talk for a while as you discuss your days and how they went, making plans for your next few days and coming up with ways to let each other know more efficiently if you can’t answer one another's calls.

Geto

Geto calls you on a whim, he isn’t one much for phone calls but with you they can be really enjoyable, it’s not often he calls but when he does you usually answer and even if you both don’t talk for long, talking to each other more often than not is something that makes both of your days.The phone rings for a moment before Geto hears the call get declined, he’s a little alarmed by this but none the less decides to leave a message. “Hey, (y/n), I was just calling because I miss you, I hope to talk later.” He says as he hangs up the phone, time ticks by and he feels his mood start to sink, he feels a bit helpless and ignored or as if you had forgotten about him, he sits on his couch curling ever so slightly into a ball around himself as he holds his phone, tucking his knees to his chest as he waits, letting a light sigh leave his lips as he feels himself sinking further into the couch. Just a little more time goes by before he hears his phone begin to ring, he quickly scrambles to hit the accept call button, nearly dropping the phone on the floor. “Hello?” He says as he anticipates your voice and what you may say. “Oh my goodness Suguru! I am so sorry it took me so long to call back, I was getting my hair cut and couldn’t answer earlier.” You say to him truly apologetic, knowing the silence after the declined call had to have been deafening to him. “It’s okay (y/n), ya know, I’m actually relieved to hear you were just getting a hair cut, I was worried for a moment.” He says sweetly to you into the phone as yu two begin to catch up and talk a bit about your days.

Nanami

As usual around this time Nanami calls you to let you know hes on his way home form work and to check and see if you are in need of anything he can grab on his way home, the phone rings for a moment before the call is declined, this is very unlike you, Nanami starts to worry a bit before trying once again, the phone rings three times before being declined once more, in a panic he rushes home faster than usual to make sure you’re okay and didn't get harmed while he was away, his mind racing with the thought of his partner falling and hitting their head or getting gravely injured at home, knocking them unconscious. Not even bothering to get his belonging out of the car before rushing into the house he practically busts the front door down, neglecting to take his shoes off as he enters, he starts rushing about the house looking for you, finally managing to find you on the couch fast asleep. Relieved he kneels down next to you to get a better look and make sure you truly are just sleeping and not injured, he gently takes his hand and rakes your loose hairs out of your face as he whispers to you. “Hello, my love, are you feeling well?” His voice is sweet almost like it’s coated in honey, you wake up and look to him with a groggy smile, stretching your limbs and rolling over to greet him with a lazy kiss on the cheek. “Hello Kento.” The love in your voice is deep even just after waking up. “Are you aware you declined my call?” He asks, curious to see if you remember but also curious as to why. “I’m sorry, lovey, I was trying to nap and I guess I thought it was my alarm clock, so I snoozed it.” You respond drawing a light bit of laughter from both of you as you talk, Nanami just happy and relieved to know you’re okay over anything else.

Choso

Choso is always attached at your hip even when you’re away running errands, working, or just busy, he regularly calls in to talk or even just to hear your voice and today was no acception. Choso calls and waits impatiently for you to answer, within seconds his call is declined, his calm tired demeanor turning to one of confusion mixed with agitation and most of all fear, he has slight attachment issues when it comes to you and this was making him anxious. He begins to call again, yielding the same result his call was declined within seconds, he starts to spam call you in a panic unsure of what to do or how he can reach you, he stars to leave frantic text messages that read. “Babe, please answer.” “Are you ignoring me?” “Is everything okay?” “I’m coming to find you, NOW.” He scrambles around looking for you in all of the places he knows you go, going place after place as he panics with every business and building he walks into just to be met with no sight of you. He sits down on the ground, curling up into a ball and rocking back and fourth thinking of all the horrible things that could be going on right now or the idea that you could be ignoring him, or worse, abandoning him. His phone starts to ring from his pocket, he reaches for it in a scramble as he frantically answers it. “H…Hello?” He studders out, his voice intense and you can just tell he was panicking. “I am SO sorry Choso, I didn’t mean to take so long to get back to you, I got held up while I was in my lecture, I didn’t mean to make you panic sweetheart.” You say with sincerity in your voice as you give him a heavy apology, “It’s okay, (y/n)...” He speaks and you can hear the tears welling up in his eyes as his voice chokes out his words. “Come over, I’ll make it up to you, I am SO sorry, Choso, I’ll try to text next time and explain before I worry you.” You say sweetly trying to sooth him and hope to be forgiven. “I’m coming over right now.” He says speaking with true urgency and need. You giggle a bit before responding. “I’ll be waiting.”

Toji

Toji is a man who knows what he wants and isn’t all that patient to top it off, he decides he wants to call you and talk for a bit, he's bored right now as he sits by himself at the bar so he needs some form of mental stimulation and he's hoping to get that from you. He dials your number, sitting as he waits for it to ring with a small smile on his face, he tries not to show it and thinks he's rather slick when it comes to hiding it but everyone can tell when he's thinking about anything to do with you, he even gets extra giddy when he's about to call you but no one dares to point it out even if they find it endearing. The call rings a few times and then declines. “...Huhh…?” He looks at his phone for a moment to make sure it wasn’t just his signal before his eyes dance over the image of you as his phone background, taking a moment to admire your image, he calls once more, he’s declined once again and sent straight to voicemail. Slightly agitated he gets up from his spot at the bar and does a trudge to your apartment, when he finally gets there he stands outside and tries once more to call you while looking up at your bedroom window. Your light comes on and he soon realized he was just disrupting your sleep, looking down at his phone screen as it’s ringing for a second he utters to himself “Damn… what time is it?” Your end of the line picks up as he hears your groggy sleep coated voice on the other end. “Hello…?” You sound a bit agitated and rightfully so, he had just woken you up when you had finally fallen asleep after a long week. “Oh… uh, sorry (y/n) I didn't realize you were sleeping and came here, can I come in?” He says, slightly apologetic but now eager to see you since he had already made his way here, “Sure…, you know how to get in…” You say before hanging up, Toji happily inviting himself in to now go lay with you and help you fall back to sleep.

Sukuna

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Gojo

Tonight you managed to stumble home all on your own as drunk as could be, Gojo heard the door open and the sounds of you stumbling into the apartment, practically falling out of your shoes as you staggered into the entryway, before you could even attempt to close the door you fall face first in the front hallway, the claddering making Gojo get up from his bed, leaving his room to see what could possibly be going on with his roommate at this hour. It didn’t take long for Gojo to find you face down on the floor, he could smell the alcohol on you as he rolled you over onto your back, helping you out of your shoes before helping you up off the ground and walking you to the couch, supporting your fully body weight in the process, you’re super light to him so it didn’t cause him any strain. He delivers you to the couch and covers you with a blanket, brings you a small trashcan in case you get a bit sick, some bottled water and pedialyte and sits by your side waiting for you to wake from your drunken nap if you need anything, Gojo being an extreme lightweight himself, to a point where he almost can’t drink nearly at all, he understands your needs in this time quiet well and isn’t afraid to do whatever you need him to. “Poor thing, did themselves in…” He quietly mutters to himself as he looks at you before looking down at his phone to occupy his time with random internet videos and social media. You peacefully rest before waking up about an hour later, still a bit incoherent but no longer plastered, you turn to Gojo, he looks at you after hearing you stir “Gojo… I have to throw up.” you mutter as he dive to your side and hands you the trashcan, helping you hold it steady as you make sick. “There there (y/n), it’s gonna be okay.” he says with a chuckle as he pats your back, dedicating the rest of his night to caring for your every need.

Geto

It’s not unusual for you to stay in tour apartment and drink late in the evening while your roommate Geto is either out and returning late or just sitting peacefully in the comfort of his own room, it wasn’t usual that you would get out of hand but tonight Geto heard unusually loud clanking coming from the kitchen and the sound of broken glass, he immediately got up to go investigate. Making his way to the kitchen where he found you face down on the counter, sitting in an island chair with the drink you had spilled pooling all over the counter top along with in your hair, and the broken glass of the bottle it came out of shattered next to you on the floor, immediately concerned Geto rushes over to you, being sure not to step on any of the glass as he gently puts a hand on your back, rubbing it to try to see if you were awake.”(y/n), is everything alright? Can you hear me?” he says eager to get a response. A low whine comes from you as you lift your head to look at him, you are absolutely wasted and look like a mess. Geto gets a rag and wets it in the sink with cool water, coming back to you to wipe your face and then hold it to your forehead a moment, he smooths down your messy hair, running his fingers through the hard liquor that coated it in the process. “Here (y/n), lets get you cleaned up.” He says in a low gentle voice, helping you out of the chair supporting your full body weight as he walks you to the bathroom, he has yu sit on the floor for a moment while he starts the shower for you, rolling up his sleeves he gets ready to help you get in to lean up. Before he could help you off the floor to undress he sees you start to wretch and rushes over to you to hold you hair and help you throw up in the toilet next to you. “There you go (y/n), let it all out.” he says gently rubbing your back in the process. When you finish vomiting he helps you off the ground, him leaning into you as he helps you undress for the shower and thereafter helping you step in and guiding you yo sit down on the floor as the water runs over you. To give you ample privacy Geto stands with his back turned to the shower but stays near by knowing any emergency could happen at any moment or you may just need help getting the liquor washed out of your hair, but regardless, he really cared about your health and safety even if you were just roomates. You drunkenly call out form the shower to let him know you’re finished and just as quickly as you called he shut the water off and reached in to wrap you in a towel, once again being your support as you step out of the shower. He walks you to your bedroom and helps you climb in bed, being sure to bring bottled water with hi to leave for you before he says a few words and lets you have your privacy. “(y/n), let me know if you need anything, I can get it for you, I don’t want you getting hurt.” He says with concern in his voice waiting for you to respond, you nod letting him now you understand as he leaved your door just a crack and continues on with his night, regularly checking on you through the rack as yu sleep.

Nanami

The night was getting late, Nanami had called you earlier to let you know he was going to be home late due to the unfortunate overtime that was sprung up on him, finally finished with his work he heads home. When he finally arrives, he places the key in the lock, turning the knob and letting himself in. Nanami finds the lights on dimly in the livingroom, it was strange because you would have been in bed by now, snugly waiting for him, something was a little off. Putting down his things he walks to the livingroom to find you, drunkenly dancing in the living room quietly to the music playing from your phone, stumbling around and practically falling over. He admires you in amusement for a moment before approaching you, as you stumble you trip over your own foot and begin to fall luckily landing right in Nanami’s arms. “Careful now (y/n), I got you.” He says as he holds you and gently sways with you as if to mimic the same dancing you were doing earlier. You look to him lovingly through your drunken gaze. “Hello *hiccup* my love, haoow wasyour daaay *hiccup*.” Nanami looks at you for a moment concerned, worried about how many drik you may have had in his absence and why you were so drunk, this wasn’t usual for you. “(y/n), is everything alright? You’re completely wasted my love.” He says as he scans your body up and down checking for scrapes and bruises just in case you had fallen or anything while he was gone. “Whaaado you *hiccup* mean~?” you respond drunkenly, Kento had decided he had seen all he needed to, he picks you up bridal style and takes you to your shared bedroom, gently setting you down on the bed before bringing you a small trashcan and brings you all you need for your hangover care. He leaves for a moment to change into comfortable pajamas before coming back to bed with a cool rag, gently dabbing your forehead and neck as he lets you lay your head in his lap. Nanami stayed up a few extra hours to make sure you fell asleep okay and that he was awake if you needed anything, he didn’t get much if not any sleep that night. The next morning you wake to an empty bed, confused you begin to look for your husband, getting more nervous by the minute when you can’t find him, your head pounding, stomach upset and feeling a little dizzy you notice everything at the bedside he left for you, picking up a bottle of Powerade you find a note attached, it read. “When you wake, meet me downstairs my love.” relief washes over you as you make your delicate decent down the stairs to find Nanami in the kitchen making you both a wonderful breakfast. “Ahh… there you are (y/n), I hope you slept okay, I wasn’t sure how well you would be feeling to day so I made us both breakfast… I also called off work just in case you needed extra care.” He said as he brought the both of your food to the table as you both sat down to eat and talk like you do every morning you have the pleasure of extra time in each others company. 

Choso

You and Choso had the great idea to stay in the apartment tonight and drink together while playing some games and watching movies, you were both gonna make this night your own and have fun. Starting out with fun little seltzer drinks and later getting the inkling to make mixed drinks while already tipsy, taking turns pouring the concoction you each wanted into glasses. As the night went on the both of you were pretty far gone, the both of you were pretty light weight as well, but you seemed to be more far gone than he was, Choso was known to just get pretty sleepy, slur his words, and either want to make food for the both of you or just go to sleep somewhere, wherever he could manage to lay his head, he wasn’t picky. You however on the other hand are a bit adventurous when you’re drunk, stumbling around trying to find your way out of the apartment, just about failing every time. Times like these Choso tends to sober up a bit regardless of how much he’s had to drink as he takes on the roll of babysitter, following you from door to door, room to room, and making sure you don’t leave or hurt yourself, regularly walking you back to the couch so you could both lay down and cuddle. Almost every time for the first hour of your heavily intoxicated night you would regularly escape from Choso’s arms and continue to try to explore, being super easy to catch even while he was also drunk made it feel almost like another fun little game you both play so he didn’t ever mind following you around trying to drunkenly catch you. “No, no no sweetheart, come here!” Choso said as he grabbed your arm gently, pulling you away from the front door and leading you back to the livingroom couch, you stumbling along side him holding him for support, this time you were pretty worn out and ready to lay down and cuddle in the safety of Choso’s arms as he turned on a movie for the both of you and drifted off, sprawled out on the couch laying on top of each other. The next morning was a doozy, Choso had woken up before you and gentle slid out from under you to get up and make you a hang over cure breakfast to serve to you when you woke up, he wasn’t usually cursed with hangovers on mornings after you would both drink, but he knew you were and you required a little extra care. Returning to the livingroom with a wonderfully prepared breakfast, water, hot tea, and a small trashcan to put by your side for now, he sits back down on the couch waiting for you to wake, gently brushing a strand of your hair out of your face as he looks at you with so much care in his gaze. 

Toji

Toji started his night as usual, going to the local bar and taking bets on who can drink the most and usually winning every time, he isn’t a light weight by any means so he would use this to his advantage and rake in a decent amount of money through the night. His eyes lock on to you as you approach his table ready to take him up on his challenge as you propose a drinking game, he had been drinking most of the night so you figured as well as anyone else you had a chance to win, he had to be ready to tap out soon, right? Throwing back drink after drink Toji could see you already starting to lose, easy as pie, “Alright, alright, thats enough, lets stop here before you end up killing yourself.” He says with a chuckle as he stands up from the table, you were unwilling to admit defeat, you finish your last two shots, doing yourself in for the night. Seeing you stumble out of your chair to go get more shots, Toji was quick to pic you up slinging you over his shoulder before you could even manage to take even a single step toward the bar. “What did I tell ya, stop before you end up killin yourself, you should know better than to go toe to toe drinking like that with a man like me.” He says with a deep chuckle, taking you outside before finally setting you down for a moment, he had already collected his winnings for the night and was ready to go home anyways so he figured he would at least walk you to yours, making sure you got there safely. Counting his cash in hand, taking his eyes off of you, in that short period of time you had already managed to try to make a drunken run for it down the street playing a game of ‘try to catch me’ sending Toji on quite the wild goose chase. “Hey! Get yer ass back here!! (y/n) Where do you think yer goin!!??” His voice erupts in a roar as he take off down the streets after you. For a little drunken person you were pretty fast, pissing Toji off the more you were able to get away. Eventually Toji managed to catch you, this time refusing to put you down no matter how much you squirmed and fought him and not taking his eyes off of you no matter what. “Lets just get you home (y/n), can’t have you getting into more trouble now.” 

Sukuna