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Jujutsu Kaisen x Reader fanfic; Trope : grumpy x sunshine; Wasuke Itadori x reader; poc(especially black) reader
Synopsis :
Reader's granddaughter is a nurse at Sugisawa Hospital and was assigned to a complicated patient named Wasuke Itadori.During one of her final visits to him (a week before his death, probably...)He had a dream about his 1st love (the first meeting and first date). How does he remember? Why is he telling that to her? They shared that scent...
The granddaughter's name is Seiza Yūgata-bi!
You should read the 1st part for a better understanding!
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"Sir, it's not healthy to grumpy be all the time. Even if your cancer is located to the lungs you should think about your tension."
His head difficultly turns in direction of the voice seeing that face he met few hours ago.
"Ah...it's you again..."
"Of course it's me! I told you I'll see tonight, Mr. Itadori!"
He took some seconds to analyze the young girl, thinking about somehow she shares some traits with you.
"Is there something wrong with me sir?"
"No, I just wonder who is your grandmother?"
The young nurse tilt her head a bit stunned by this question.
"Are you searching love, sir?"
"No, you cheeky brat! But your last name remind me someone."
Curious, the girl explained what she knows about you and, even if your name was the first thing she mentioned when she talks about your scent, Wasuke was completely sure that was you.
"So…? Does that remind you someone, sir? If I'd known I'll be the nurse of one grandmother's friend, I swear she wouldn't believe me!"
The old man closed slowly his eyes and just told this :
"I had a dream about her. Do you want me to tell you?"
The eyes of Seiza illuminated to this question and joyfully accepted.
The aged man take time to explain what he dreamed until the sky became dark.
At the end the tray of food the young lady brings to him was empty, and the atmosphere was filled of laughter and a pleasant warmth.
"Gosh that story is really cute. I never knew this side of my grandma... Next time tell me more about your grandson too!" She declared by taking the food- trolley to the exit of his room. She gave him one last smile for the day and told:
"Have a good evening, Sir!"
By smiling peacefully, Wasuke nodded simply.
"Thanks miss. Yūgata-bi, I hope the same for you."
When she quits his room, he just sighs still struck by her intense resemblance with you when she expressed some positive emotions. And then he starts to wonder if he ever saw you being really angry and a thought leading another he simply fell asleep.
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For several days after that encounter with that man called Wasuke, you started to unwillingly hope to run into him again...
You try to convince yourself it was for giving him a lighter you bought right after your job shift, but deeply you know it was also for asking his contact. And weirdly that day finally happened, and you did it. Even though it was after whopping some weirdos with your own hands, happily they were barking more than biting, and they didn't have any weapons on them. Wasuke was there too, but he only saw the moment your punch was dating one of the guys' cheek. It kinda shocked him at first since he didn't recognize you but after realized the whole scene he was about to burst into laughter cause seeing a such "shy person"(truly his first impression of you) be able to throwing such moves without being ashamed was quite impressive and completely jarring for him.
He approached when you were yelling some birds names to the cowards who tried to harass you.
"Yo, Ms. Yūgata-bi. I didn't know you were able to throw hands so easily with strangers. It was amusing to witnessed but...you should be careful not everyone is easily scared by a woman like you."
Flinching by his remark you met his eyes with an eyebrow raised.
"What do you mean by that?" Your tome was cold and sharp.
Feeling he probably upset you, he clarifies what he meant.
"You look like a person easy to step on. I imply anything else."
Your looks ease to his explanation.
"Oh... I see. Here's your lighter by the way."
His eyes downcast to your hands having the little gadget who was pinkish like his hair. After taking it, he noticed some scratches on your hands coming from your earlier altercation. Nothing serious just the consequences of how you've bad made your fist to beat up these people. And before he could even think, words spilled out of his mouth.
"Let me inviting you, Yūgata-bi."
His declaration made open wide your eyes because the absence of warning.
"Wha-"
"Nothing weird I promise, just you need to get healed, or it will leave scars on your hands... And I genuinely want to show you something..."
Him not naming that "something" kinda wake up a flame of curiosity. You accepted with ease. He told you to wait for him in front of a dojo at a chosen hour. You leave each other after this with a sweet feeling of warmth in your chest...
You arrived in front of the place decided a few minutes earlier you were dressed formally but still comfortable since you didn't have any information of what you're going to do together.
You were a bit surprised to see him quit the dojo.
When he finally reached you, all you ask was just :
"Are you working here? Isn't it a bit contradictory to be smoker for someone practicing sports? Especially for the lungs?"
He just rolled his eyes and answered you :
"That's not your business of what I do with my lungs, woman. And for answering at your first question: Yes I work here."
But before you asked something again he gently grabbed by the arm leading you to the nearest pharmacy where he bought products of first aid and a bike lock.
After that he lead you to a house in wood where the name Itadori was already written. You didn't dare to enter before he gave his explicit permission and the first thing you noticed was the temperature indoor who was so comforting. Wasuke told you to sit in the living room while he was unpacking what he bought. He also already prepared some meat he'll use for a gyūdon tonight. When he gets back to you, he sat next to you, ask for your hands and start to treat it.
"Be careful it's probably gonna sting a little bit."
He was right, but the pain was completely bearable. After that he just said you should stay here for dinner since somehow he cuts too much meat for one person, and he doesn't want to waste it.
You clearly see through his eyes it was just some made up excuses, but you accepted.
You didn't expect him to be so...caring it was truly jarring with his tougher side.
"You're a real softie, Itadori." You pronounced these words, so abruptly he almost chocked to your comment.
"What do you mean by that!?" By trying to catch his breath.
"I thought you had a stone heart, but I was clearly wrong, haha." Handing him a napkin with a genuine smile.
"You talk about me like I'm some monster or some sort of troll eating children..." He said and somehow start to pouting.
"Yeah, you're grumpy as a troll, but that's what made your charm!" You answered by laughing brightly.
You noticed a slight blush on his cheeks that kinda make you happy inside you in an intense way.
The rest of the date passed, and you genuinely like it. But after this, when you were at your doorstep, you faced him, take his hand, entangled your fingers with his, your heart beating so hard its vibration could be felt in the tips of your fingers.
And you declared this:
"Thank you for the dinner and treating my hands... I really enjoyed, your company especially... I wanted to do the same for you! So-"
"No need to repay me for this. Anybody would have done the same. However..."
He placed his hands on both sides of your neck and dangerously approached his face from yours...
And simply placed a kiss on your forehead leaving you with a funny stunned expression on your face.
"Next time, my mouth will be placed elsewhere, if you agree of course."
As he looked away by finishing his sentence and being stiff like a staff. It seems it was one of the rare times he had such boldness.
You were still processing everything he said and without thinking just hugged deeply and whispered a light "I'd love too."
Your sweet fragrance come to his nose and ease his whole body a bit.
When you finally let go of him and enter in your home, you can't help but wonder about this "next time".
Unfortunately life decides otherwise too soon...
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So this should be the final part! (I don't like long stories :")) but dw guys I'll probably post some silly dribbles about reader and him
1st Banner edited with help of my moots @lacrima0niris ✨️✨️
