Can I request Gojo x reader where they both r teachers in JJ High? Due to some phenomenon a young final year high school Gojo comes in their time and now he is after the reader because she had been her gf since high school first year. The present Gojo doesn't want to share reader even with his younger self and they both are fighting over her like kissing her randomly , snatching reader away and all. At the end of two days the phenomenon reverses and young Gojo goes back and Gojo is relieved whereas y/n is still in shock
Summary: Because of a strange curse phenomenon, the 17 years old Gojo Satoru is stranded in the future and meet with his future self and future you.
Warning: fluff, hurt/comfort.
A/N: Thanks for this cute idea! Having one Gojo is already a handful, but two Gojo... I think everything will be a pure chaos skskks also pardon me for leaving you waiting so long. I hope you enjoyed this one like I do!
The tranquil atmosphere in your house immediately interrupted by the sudden loud sound coming from your front door being smashed open by a six feet tall man with white hair.
“Y/N, My darling, where are you?!” he shouted in panic and goes running into your home after hastily removed his shoes.
“Y/N—” he stops mid sentence at the sight of you, currently chilling on the couch with... His younger self?
*Cue the dramatic violin music*
A gasp escaped his lips. His mouth went agape, as he found himself unable to make any comment related to this strange sight.
“... I know you love me too much, but having a clone of me is—”
“Sit down before I broke your kneecaps, Toru.” You warned with a heavy sigh. Your fingers rubbed your temple because you can sense a headache coming at you in the next moment.
The older Satoru walked to the couch hesitantly, like a cat analysing its’ surrounding. The younger Satoru also mimicked his gesture, his eyes squinted behind the iconic circular sunglasses of his, he’s being wary at the unexpected arrival of a new possible enemy.
“Where did you get this from?” He curiously examined the younger Satoru’s face and he hissed like a mad cat at Satoru’s continuous attempt to poke him. “It looks very realistic, ah— it can be mad too.”
“Please sit down first, and I’ll tell you what happened.”
“So that’s what happened.” Surprisingly, the present Satoru is having a decent reaction at this situation. You’d expect him gave you a bit more chaotic response, but seeing him calm like this helped you to think clearly too.
“I think I know what happened.” He said, and it irked both you and the younger Satoru’s interest.
Before he can explain, there’s a knock on your door.
“Come in.” You half yelled, the door can be heard swung open.
“Y/N, I heard you’re having a problem —” Nanami walked to your living room and completely stopped in his track.
Both Gojos looking at him with surprised Pikachu’s face.
Young Gojo approached him. Looking him from every angle possible. “Dang, your adult version is so fine!”
“I’m sorry Y/N, I don’t think I can help you with this.” He fixed his crooked glasses and spare no glance at Gojo’s attempt to stop him.
Darn it, now you lost a possible ally to solve this whole charade.
“I think he’s still have the trauma from high school after seeing my younger self.” The present Gojo said.
“Whose fault is that?” you gave him a glare.
“This brat’s fault.” He shamelessly pointed at the younger Gojo.
“My fault? You and I are literally the same person.”
“And? I’m better than you, obviously.”
“I always wanted to know what my future self looks like, but now I’m scared to grow up.”
“Listen here, you little piece of shi—"
“Alright, that’s enough.” You cut them off by standing between them. “Now that Nanami is out, we have to find way to return Satoru back to the past.”
“Why are you troubling yourself for him?” Satoru made a disgusted expression at the thought you’re spending more time with that brat. “He can find his own way back.”
“Who are you to decide on that? Huh?” The young Satoru clearly doesn’t show any signs to back down. He sticks his tongue out, a signature move of his.
“What are you? Five? Do you need help to go back to your home, little boy~?” Satoru taunts, putting his intimidating pose but it seems useless judging from how unbothered young Satoru is.
“Satoru, be nice.” You elbowed him but he used the momentum to pull you to his side. His lips found way to yours, he only let go after you bite his lips in retaliation.
“You see, infant. This beautiful woman right here is my girlfriend. And she, whatsoever, doesn’t have any obligation to help you—ugh!” you stepped on his foot to stop him from rambling bullshit.
“I am your girlfriend, but I don’t belong to you or anyone else.” You hissed and young Satoru lets out a loud “Oooooooooh! Burnt!”
“Shush!” you covered his lips with your palm. “Silence. If you don’t want to help, then fine. I’ll look for ways alone.” You took your coat and looked at young Satoru. “Come with me.”
Satoru’s face lit up at that. “Okay!” He quickly moved to your side and made sure to stick his tongue to other Satoru when you hold his hand.
Ah, Satoru never been this hurt before. He feels like crying and throwing tantrum. “You choose him over me?!”
“Stop being annoying and maybe I’ll consider.” You said before leaving with young Satoru.
The first place you visited is the Shizuoka train station where you met young Satoru. With his hand in yours, you made way to the bustling train station.
Satoru is quiet all the time, which concerns you.
“Are you okay?” you looked at him and caught him staring at you red handed. “Are you hungry?”
“Let’s eat first, shall we?” you chuckled at his red face. His grip on your hand tighten slightly.
You quickly bring him to eat at a diner near the train station.
“I don’t need this much—” He complained when you ordered him bunch of foods. Bowls of hot foods served on the table in front of you.
“You need to eat more.” You hand him his chopstick and hand him the hot udon. “You’re so thin, Satoru.” He can sense the worry in your voice. Your concerned pretty face looking at him doesn’t help either.
His cheeks blushed before he digging on his food.
You smiled at his silent obedience. In high school, you used to think teen Gojo is menacing. With his height and immaculate strength, his existence demands respect from others.
Seeing him eating a bowl of udon right now, you realized that he’s nothing more but a young student. You knew this before, but the realization hits harder all the same.
He carried such burden from a young age. You sympathize with him, the selfish adults around him used him as a shield and ignore that he is a human himself. He may look perfect, but deep down is numerous scars and untold dark thoughts clouding in his mind. It’s amazing that he’s coping until now.
You put your hand on his head.
“Eat well.” You ruffled his hair gently. He should hate you for ruining his hair, but he found himself nodding. Melting from the warmth gesture you gave him.
Bowl by bowl, he finished every bowl and not leaving any bits of rice.
“Good work!” you ruffled his hair again.
“We haven’t done anything yet...”
“This is part of the work!” you told him. A smile adorned your face and made him smile too. “You can never—”
“Work well with empty stomach.” He finished your sentence. “I know. You always tell me that, Y/N.”
“Yeah. You acted like my mother more than my actual mother, you know.”
“Ah, I used to nag you a lot, don’t I?” you rubbed your neck in embarrassment.
“I don’t mind.” He shook his head gently. “I think it’s your way of caring for me.”
Is Satoru always this mature? You’re so used to his clown side, you forget that he’s actually capable of thinking these kinds of things.
“Let’s go to the train station now.” He offered his hand to you which you accept happily. His hand feels so warm on yours.
“Isn’t that count as cheating?” Satoru sulked to Nanami as they watched both of you exited the restaurant while holding hands.
“She cheated on you, with your younger self?” Nanami doesn’t know why Satoru dragged him here. This stupid giant suddenly teleported to his office and pull him here in the next second. He should be kicking his ass right now.
“Does that make this as auto-cheating? You know, like autobiography where people write about themselves.”
“Enough, they’re getting farther.”
“Ah! We should move too!”
“You should move. I’m going back to school.”
You explored the area where you met Satoru. You were trapped inside a half domain expansion of a special grade curse and met him.
“I think the domain expansion connected the past and the future.” You told him.
“That makes sense. The curse I fought here is able to manipulate time.”
“I think I was trapped inside the domain expansion for a day, but the date in my phone remains unchanged.” He showed you his flip phone and observe the date.
“So it stopped the time inside its’ domain expansion.”
“I figured.” He played with his flip phone, the snorlax keychain dangling with his movement.
“... He still have that keychain.” You muttered.
“Your future self. He still keeps that keychain.”
“.... That means he has kept it for eleven years now.”
“Hehe, that seems to be the case.” You giggled.
“He seems to love you so much.” He said, calmly.
“So what about you?” he stopped in his track. “Do you still love him like you did to me in high school?” he asked, but this time you noticed the insecurity seeped in his tone.
“Why are you asking me that?”
“I’m curious as to why you’re still with me, even after eleven years.” He said. “Because it’s hard... to love me.”
“I’m worried if you will be bored of me.” He said with a solemn smile. “I can’t love you like the way normal people do, after all.”
He’s still seventeen years old, you reckon but his thoughts is already this heavy.
“Are you afraid you’ll lose me?”
Afraid is a strange word to him. He shouldn’t be related to that word, but the quick thumping of his heart tells him otherwise. Maybe he is indeed afraid. Of falling in love, with you. When he falls deeper, will you be there to catch him?
“Don’t be.” You pinched his cheek lovingly. “I love you for who you are. I don’t care if you’re unable to love me like normal people do, i always love the way you love me.”
“Yes. Because I think you are worth the hardships and everything.” You smiled at him. “I loved you in the past and I continue to love you more now.”
His eyes widens at your confession. What is this? This tingling feelings, he feels so full that he wants to cry. You made him feel similar thing when you agreed to be his girlfriend before. He’s falling deeper for you, and he’s not scared of falling now.
“You can’t take back your words.” He says, his hand holding your pinkie finger with his. “I’ll marry you. I definitely will make you my wife.”
His words amused you. Your grin widens at his sincere and eager proposal. Too sweet, you couldn’t contain your smile. “I’ll wait for the ring, Satoru.”
In the end, you can’t find anything. Despite the failure, you think you earned something far more valuable today.
“Welcome home, cheater.” The old Satoru stood in the middle of the living room with arms crossed.
“Glad to see you too, Satoru.” You gave him a kiss on the cheek before walking to the kitchen.
Satoru is still mad that you chose his other self rather than his oh-so-perfect self, but he’s content. You didn’t see it, the way his lips curled into a gentle smile while his finger traced the skin you have kissed.
“You better treat her well.” His attention is shifted towards his younger self. Currently frowning and glaring at him. “Or I will kick your ass directly myself.”
The present Satoru is rather delighted at the threat. “Don’t worry, she is my queen. I don’t plan to treat her lesser than that.”
“I should said the same to you.” He leaned closer to flick his forehead. “You shouldn’t wait for too long to propose her.”
“I’m planning to propose her after I got back.”
“That’s what I wanted to hear.” Satoru chuckled. “Buy a nice ring for her, won’t ya?”
“What are you talking about?” you shouted from the back. “Help me make dinner!”
“What did you told him?” you asked Satoru. His younger self magically disappear after saying goodbye to you the next day. You believed that the curse in the past already been exorcised, so the flow of the time became normal— thus the young Satoru automatically came back to his time.
“I don’t remember buying this ring.” You showed him a gold ring on your annular finger. “And we’re engaged now? I don’t know what’s happening now.”
“I see that he’s keeping up with his word.” He muses before he gave you a kiss on the lips.
“... What are you scheming, Satoru?”
“Definitely not something bad. Come on,” he pulled you to the backyard in his house.
“Satoru, I swear if this is one of your prank—” your words are stopped as soon as you saw the flower arrangement in the backyard, people you knew are there wearing suits and dresses.
“Nanami? Shoko? Eh, Utahime too?”
“Took you both so long.” Yuuji groaned. “Man, I almost ate the cake.”
“Cake??? What is going on?” you noticed that you’re still in your pajama and immediately panicked. Satoru is wearing his usual blue shirt and dress pants, more appropriate than your attire. “Satoru, let me change first—”
“No can do, sweetheart. Everyone is waiting for us now.”
“Satoru—” he continues to lead you to the centre of the backyard. “What is happening?”
Satoru doesn’t give you any explanation. He stood there with a rather nervous smile on his face. “I’m fulfilling my promise to you.”
“Remember when you took my younger self to the train station yesterday?”
“He asked me about my feelings and— Oh...”
Satoru kneeled in front of you. He pulled a red box from his pocket. He opened it, revealing a gold ring with a delicate diamond on top of it. “Y/N—“
“Oh, God. Are you serious right now?” you began to tearing up when he grabbed your hand.
