you and your husband, nerdjo, rewatching his old science vlogs from his high-school days 𣲠.⌠ÝË Űśŕ§
husband!gojo x f!reader, 16yo nerdjo mentioned, gojo has glasses, fluff | wc 1.3k
ââŚhey suguru, are you sure the cameraâs set up correctly?â
you smile to yourself at the sound of satoru gojoâs voice â albeit a much younger and more boyish version of it â coming from your laptop as you put the video into full-screen.
you lean closer into your husband, the present-day satoru, whoâs sat by your side with his brows pinched and lip jutted out as he watches his younger self dart across the camera frantically. youâre both curled up, the laptop upon your legs and your head on your husbandâs shoulder, his own head resting atop yours. by his side is a bowl of brownies â a friday evening necessity for you two now â and his legs are tangled with yours beneath the blankets.
on the screen, ivory strands of hair flash across the screen as you watch the much younger version of him fuss with the camera, trying to focus it properly on himself. from the little portion of his face that you can see, heâs evidently stressed, chewing so hard on his lip that youâre sure that itâs bound to start bleeding at some point in the video.
after a few minutes of messing with the camera, a sixteen year old version satoru finally comes into view on your laptop. thereâs something softer about him, an almost refreshingly naive sense of youth in his features as he beams at the camera, clearly pleased with himself for finally working it out.
ââŚokay! hello viewers! todayâs video is going to be about determining planckâs constant usingâŚ.â he rummages through the small tray to his left. âah- this little guy!â
he holds up a tiny blue LED bulb, a huge grin on his face. âit doesnât look like much, but thereâs a crazy amount of quantum mechanics behind making this thing run!â
you snort at that, playfully nudging present-day satoru, who pouts and turns to face you.
âtoru, you were such a dork!â
âi wasnât! it is a pretty cool piece of physics â you just donât understand!â
you canât help but laugh harder at that, at which he groans and lifts a brownie to your lips.
âyouâre doing too much laughing. just eat.â
you gasp, scandalised, pushing his hand away playfully. âyouâre just trying to shut me up!â
youâre about to offer a witty comeback when youâre interrupted by the slightly distorted sound of video-satoru speaking to the non-existent viewers once more.
ââŚokay..so you can see here that iâve set up the circuit. here,â he points at a power pack, âiâve attached the power supply to a resistor. then iâve attached the ammeter in series to our LED. oh, and of course the voltmeter is in parallel.â he lifts the LED bulb attached to two crocodile clips, holding it beside his face.
âhey, this shade of blue kinda matches my eyes! see?â
you feel satoru physically tense up a little by your side, clearly cringing at his past self too. you put a arm around him, rubbing his shoulder soothingly as though to comfort him that it isnât that bad even though it really is.
âokay..now youâre gonna want to roll up a piece of cardboard to form a tubeâŚâ he demonstrates, eyes fixed on the surface of the table. his tongue is stuck out just slightly in concentration, a habit that seems to have followed satoru even into adulthood, before finally lifting it to his eye.
âit should look a little like a makeshift telescopeâŚ.tada! like a pirate, i guessâŚguess you could say that it really looks like iâm about to walk the planck.â youâre sure you hear somebody snort at the terrible pun â presumably shoko, judging by the pitch of the noise.
you have to bite back your own laugh for the sake of your poor husband, who has now dramatically buried his head in his hands with a groan.
âmy own wife hates me.â
âi donât hate you toru! i think you were cute!â
âyou think i was a total loser.â
âa cute loser!â you quip with a giggle, pushing his glasses back so you can study his face clearly and propping them upon his head. carefully, you study his features, as though to gauge whether heâs really embarrassed. of course, heâs got his signature pout on, dramatic as ever, but you can still see the slight crinkle in his eyes as he tries to fight off a smile.
he clearly enjoys the attention.
you sigh and playfully flick his forehead. âyou are so dramatic! whatever, eyes on the screen. we still need to see the result of this experiment, right?â you pull his glasses back down, fixing them so that theyâre now resting upon his nose.
video-satoru steps back slightly so that heâs fully in view, absentmindedly fiddling with the sleeve of his sweater as he speaks.
âokay! so my friend shokoâs gonna turn off the lights nowâŚand then iâm going to use this,â mini-satoru holds up the cardboard tube, âto block out any remaining light from the windows! my eyes are pretty sensitive to my surroundings already so i could technically skip this step, but for the sake of accuracy iâll do it anyway.â
the lights flick off and you hear rustling on the screen before his voice sounds once more from somewhere in the dim classroom. the quality is too poor to properly make out his features amongst the sea of darkness.
âokay..so iâm going to keep gradually adjusting the resistance until i see it light upâŚâ
as if on cue, the familiar soft white hair and cheesy grin come into view, illuminated by soft tones of lapis blue. the light seems to bounce off his features. the quality of the LED is much too poor to fully light up the room: instead, it flickers weakly, dancing across the boyâs face in uneven patches. nonetheless, the pleased grin on his face is so distinguishable, so satoru, and you feel your heart swell a little at the boyish look he flashes towards the camera.
with a little kick to his legs under the blanket, you mumble, âyou were so cute toruâŚitâs not fair.â
you keep your eyes fixed on the animated actions of his younger self on screen, leaning further into him subconsciously as you pick up a brownie slice and take a bite.
âhey, arenât i still cute now?â
ââŚdonât push it.â you mutter between chews.
the laugh he gives off is warm, hints of the sixteen year old version of him youâre watching on screen just slightly noticeable in it if you listen close enough. something about it all, about current-satoruâs messy white hair, the way his brows relax a little as he smiles, the hints of a cheeky grin evident on his face: itâs all so familiar, so unbelievably sweet and reminiscent of the naiver, smaller version of him currently rambling excitedly on screen.
the video comes to an end as you stare at satoru. youâre zoned out, eyes fixed on his features, staring at him as though deep in thought. eventually you realise that the video has already ended and that heâs already moving to shut the laptop, clearly somewhat relieved at the opportunity to turn it off, before you eventually speak up.
ânext week weâre watching the most recent one.â
you murmur it with a sense of finality, and satoru canât help but raise his eyebrow at the suddenness, a tone of worry seeping into his voice when he finally speaks.
âmm? why that one specifically?â
ââŚshoko told me you blew something up.â
authorâs notes: filler post since exams start tomorrowđthis is so embarrassing but i had to check the notes whilst writing this because i forgot how to do the practical
anyway physics paper 1 tomorrow and iâm writing a fic about one of the practicals do we think iâm getting that A*
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