Hellow:) could you please write something that explores the hakari x shy!reader dynamic? thank youuu
Hakari defends shy!reader ( ˶>˶˶<˶) cw: fluff, bullying (not by Hakari), people pleaser!reader note: hi, yesss. this one takes place before Hakari leaves Jujutsu High, for context. this is also just based on my experiences as a quiet person.
âShe said the information is classified.â
Hakariâs deep voice rumbles through the almost empty hallway. He uses the same tone he does when correcting the worker behind the counter at KFC when they get your order wrong, the same tone when making the rude guy trying to cut in line apologize.
He crosses his arms as he steps up beside you, sizing up the two girls standing opposite you.
The girlsâ attitudes shift the second their eyes land on your tall (and objectively handsome) classmate. Their brows smooth out and their lips curl into pleasant smiles.
âClassified?â one of them repeats, twirling a strand of hair around her finger. âBut you guys look our age. I donât think you have access to classified information. Besides, do you even go here?â
Before Hakari arrived, youâd been exploring the second floor of the school, looking for the curse, when you ran into them.
They had left something behind and, defying the rules, snuck back in, even though the building was supposed to be evacuated.
Hakari tilts his head to the side with a sigh he doesnât bother to suppress.
âItâs, like, totally fine,â the other girl says, slinging an arm around your shoulder. The feeling is similar to being forced to wear wet socks. âMy friend was just about to show us what cool stuff that binder hides. It has such cute charms and everything.â
You instinctively tighten your hold on the DIY-decorated binder and lean away from her touch.
When they first approached you, it didnât take long to realize they didnât have good intentions.
Sure, their words and tone were sweet, too sweet. The kind that rots teeth. More condescending than kind. Youâre used to that attitude, people talking to you like youâre a pet. Itâs easy to take advantage of your introverted personality. Itâs common for orhers to speak over you and youâd stand up for yourself but donât want to raise your tone either. Itâs hard. Your palms sweat and the space around you seems to shrink.
Their phrasing is deliberate now, too. You definitely werenât planning on showing them the reports Ijichi supplied you with.
Itâs so embarrassing when Hakari has to witness one of these weak moments. Heâs always so cool and strong, and youâre⊠well, Gojo-sensei says youâre strong in a different way. That doesnât sound comforting.
âI⊠I can show you the stickers on the binder, some are limited edition,â you finally offer, hoping for a compromise.
âAww, isnât she cute?â
âTotes.â
âBut I think the inside would be way more interesting. Maybe itâs like a journal, where you write about your feelings for this guy, right?â What? The icky feeling of humiliation spreads through your chest like a sticky web, squeezing your insides.
Hakari is already tapping his foot impatiently. You once asked him not to always intervene, so you could try handling these situations yourself but itâs getting hard not to snap.
Itâs two against one right now. Not exactly a situation you can handle. Youâre too shy. Too much of a people pleaser. The signs are there, the nervous lip biting and your weird posture.
Nah. Hakariâs just too impatient.
âYeah, yeah, sure, love poems and pictures of us makinâ out passionately. Now that weâve got that out of the way, could you lovely ladies please turn around and fuck off?â
The first half of Hakariâs sentence flusters you so badly you barely register the second half or the stunned irritation on the girlsâ faces as they grumble and storm off, their ponytails swinging aggressively.
You make a strangled noise, still frozen in place, but Hakari is already walking away.
âYou cominâ?â
Thereâs enough soace around you again. You nod to yourself before hurrying after him, your face probably red as a blazing sunset.
An awkward silence settles between you. The sound of your footsteps echoes down the hallway.
âYou try to make yourself so small all the time. It kinda makes you stand out. Youâre like a deer with a target painted on its forehead.â
Rude.
âI really tried this time,â you mumble.
The soft, defeated sound of your voice makes something in Hakari falter, but he doesnât comment on it.
âYou know, no matter what you do, youâll always think youâve done something wrong. I know it. If youâre nice, if youâre rude, if youâre neutral⊠youâll never be satisfied.â
For a moment, it sounds like thatâs all heâs going to say. An unsettling final thought.
âSo you might as well do what you want.â
Oh.
Well.
Yeah, that makes sense.
But itâs not that simple. And youâre still hung up on the âpictures of us making out passionatelyâ part.
You donât have a crush on Hakari. Thatâs stupid. Even if you did, you wouldnât stand a chance.
You glance up at him, taking in his appearance. Looking at Hakari is like staring at a massive, majestic mountain. All that muscle, the confident stride. And the way he talks to you as if youâre on the same level as him strength-wise is actually⊠nice. The best is when he makes you feel included. When you go non-verbal in a group and he turns his attention to you or speaks up for you.
âMh?â
Shit.
You were checking him out. Worse, he noticed.
You quickly avert your gaze toward the end of the hallway, where a set of large double doors likely leads to the gym.
âJust zoned out. Sorry.â
The image Hakari planted in your brainâmaking out with him, passionatelyâis now permanently burned there. How would he handle that? Heâs patient with you but you have a hard time thinking of him being gentle in bed too. Oh, god, your brain needs to shut up.
Itâs moments like this when Hakariâs quiet kindness shows. He doesnât mention your wandering eyes. He doesnât comment on how red your face is. He refuses to make it awkward for you.
âAlright,â he sighs, lips curling with mild amusement. âSo what do the reports say?â
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