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The Strongest?... (Fem!Reader x blind!Gojo) (SFW)

So this is where he loses his eyesight and six eyes technique after the shibuya arc and is left with multiple scars around his body. Showing a interpretation when he really lets himself be vulnerable and helpless. I had this idea for a good while now. I couldn't stop thinking of different scenarios in where Gojo would act differently than how he usually does. Reader is called doll, which is the nickname Gojo gives you. -sorry if it's not to your liking- (Angst??? Comfort? Hehe idk how to label this...)

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After Shibuya he was never really able to adjust. You had gone to his side then when he was stumbling around, unable to see what he was doing. After the intense fight he didn't know where he was going. He was so lost. Blood rushing from his eyes, his body covered in wounds. Debris dusting his clothes and entering his cuts. He called for you, desperately.

After being able to prove himself he didn't care if people looked down on him. He didn't care of the way they'd treat him, the way they'd talk, the way they would look at him. Right now what he wanted most was to be able to feel you. Wanted to be able to know you're there.

He was so tired, so done with everything. His voice cracking. He kept walking despite the pain coursing through his body. Sukuna was gone and he was exhausted, and all he wanted to do was cling to you.

You rushed to his side. Your hands reached out to hold Gojo in your arms. "Satoru!" You called out as you saw him in a distance. He flinched slightly from the contact. He collapsed, his body exhausted from the exertion. His hands desperately moving to touch your face, your hair, your hands. "Doll? Doll is that you?" He asked desperately as he clung to you, the upper half of his body leaning onto you.

"Satoru, oh Satoru what has he done to you." You say shakily as your hands shakily hover over his face, tears starting to stream from your eyes. "I can't see, I can't see you." Satoru said desperately as his hands shakily traced your face. "We'll get Shoko here Satoru, just wait please." You say as you help him up. Gojo clung to you. His arms wrapping around your waist. "Don't leave me... Don't leave me." He said shakily. Your eyes widened, your heart raced, and your chest hurt.

Gojo would never let himself been seen like this not even by you. There had been certain times where he had opened up to you. But not like this, not ever. Not so hurt and desperate.

He's finally crumbled. He's finally given in to what he's been hiding for so long. You thought to yourself. Your arms wrapped around his, shaking, trembling figure. "I won't let you go. I won't go. I'll be here Satoru." You said as he buried his face in your neck.

His warm blood cascading down your neck. His eyes becoming a waterfall for the dark red liquid.

Everything was different since then. Gojo being tipped off the pedestal he used to be on. The advantage that he had for long now stripped from him. His vision was gone but most importantly to others. His six eyes techniques. He was immediately seen with disdain in the sorcery world. He wasn't the strongest anymore, wasn't the one that reigned upon. People talked, they whispered, they laughed, and showed their disapproval of his loss of technique.

Every time you'd go to a meeting you'd hear them whisper, hear them say some of the most insulting things to your husband. Insulting the one who had made possible their measly existence for now. What a bunch of Idiots. You thought to yourself. Ungrateful bastards, dipshits, assholes, but most importantly.

How pitiful. You thought to yourself. Those who cowered when Gojo was sealed. Those who hid themselves and bothered not to show. You jaw clenched, your fists balled at your sides. They shouldn't have lived. You thought to yourself as you left the meeting, seeing them pass by you. Stealing glances to you. How infuriating. You thought to yourself as your eyes caught onto a sweets stall.

You'd arrive home later that day. As you opened the door you heard the loud sound of a shatter. "Damnit!" You heard Satoru say, a hint of frustration and irritation present in his voice. You quickly rushed to the source of the voice and found Gojo standing there, his hand resting on the wall for support as he use his other hand to feel the table from where the vase had fallen. A small piece of glass gleaming with blood in his shin. Meanwhile the rest is on the floor. "Satoru stay still." You said hurriedly as you tried to pick up the glass quickly. "Doll? You're home." He said nervously as he tried to bend over and pick up the glass as well. His hands roaming the floor, trying to feel the glass shards. "I'm sorry doll here let me help." He said quickly. Your hands quickly came to hold onto his wrists and pulled him away. "No no, I can do this just stand still." You said hurriedly as you finished picking up the pieces of glass. You quickly walked to the kitchen throwing the glass away.

Yet in a rush you hit your side on the corner of the desk. Causing you to bend over in pain. A groan leaving your lips. A small "fuuuck" leaving you. You winced in pain and stood there holding onto your side. "Doll??" You heard Gojo call out. "I'm going honey just wait there for a bit." You squeaked out as you tried to compose yourself. You rubbed your side as you walked to the cabinet and pulled out the first aid kit.

You then rushed back to Gojo's side. You placed your hand on his arm. He flinched in response. "Hey hey, it's me don't worry." You say softly as you rested your hand on his face. Gojo eased under your touch and leaned in. "Here let me help you get to the couch. I have to take the glass shard out of your shin." You say softly as you laced his arm in yours. Gojo turned to you and slowly nodded his head. Your eyes softened in response. He must feel really guilty. You thought to yourself. "C'mon I'll lead the way." You say gently as you walked at a slow pace, helping him walk to the living room.

"Okay you can sit down now, slowly though okay?" You say as you held onto his hands. Helping him support himself as he sits down.

"Why didn't you have your infinity on?" You ask nervously as you rolled up the cuff of his pants carefully. Gojo stayed quiet his hands intertwined but nonetheless one of his fingers nervously tapped on his other hand. "I was trying to memorize the house's feeling. Like the wall and furniture" He said quietly as his hands disconnect from one another and come to rest on his thighs. His fingers creating a beat on his thighs. You take out the disinfectant and apply some on his leg, causing the man to flinch slightly. "I'm sorry." You say softly as you finish cleaning up the small wound and place a bandage on it.

You then sigh and sit down next to him. "We could've done this once I got home. So this wouldn't have happened." You say as you place you hand on his. Gojo lowered his head in response and nodded his head slowly.

"I'm a burden aren't I?" he muttered. His hand clenching his pants. His fists balled. Your head quickly turned to face. Your eyes widened and your breathe was caught in your throat. "N-no no you're no burden." You say quickly and cup his face with your hands. "Oh Satoru if only you could come to understand how much I love you. If you ever come to hear me say you're a burden, know that's not me." You say as your face inched forward to his.

Gojo felt your warm breathe and inched forward in response, his lips meeting yours. He wrapped his arms around you tightly. His hand splayed on your back. He kissed you hesitantly, almost as if scared you might leave him. As he begins to pull away you place your hand on the back of his head. Pushing him forward. "Satoru I love you. I love you so much don't pull away." You mumble between kisses. Your hands tangling themselves with his white hair.

Gojo gave in, his arm tightening around you. He started to shift his position. Your kisses heating up. His figure moving to get on top of you. As he did he placed his hand on the sofa to support himself, to help him move on top of you. But his hand slipped and he fell right on top of you. His face smacking against yours. You yelp in pain and come to rub your nose and forehead.

Meanwhile Gojo winced as well, his hand coming to rest on his face. "Ah, I'm sorry!" He quickly said as his hands come to try and feel your face, trying to rub away the pain. But he placed his hand by accident instead on top of your eye. "Satoru!" You exclaim softly and try to get up. Gojo then flinches and tries to shift away from you, panicking slightly. His hand coming to rest on the cushions of the sofa, he leaned back instinctively but fell back. His body toppling off the sofa. "Shit!-" He exclaimed before his body smacked onto the floor.

"Satoru!" You exclaimed in panic as you kneel to his side. "Are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?" You ask quickly as your hands come to rest on his face and patting him down to see if he feels any pain.

A small groan leaving his lip. He sits up. His hands resting on the rug. He then stands up slowly. "Satoru?" You ask softly as you also stand up. Gojo turns to where the sound of your voice is heard, and then faces away from you. He then places his hand on the furniture as he moves away from you. Making sure not to bump into anything. "Satoru wait let me help you." You say as you reach out to hold his arm.

Gojo instead yanks his arm back. He doesn't turn back to face you, his back greets you instead. You stand there stunned, as he walks away. His form disappearing down the hall of your house.

You couldn't deny that ever since he lost his sight and technique you've noticed a change in Gojo.

He's more quiet, more isolated, and seems so lost. The first day back home he tried walking around the house. But would end up stumbling around instead.

The house he had gotten so used to seeing as home felt so foreign to him. It left him uncomfortable. When night came around he sat on the edge of the bed. He just sat there, didn't say anything.

But you wouldn't give up. Soon the day passed and it was night time. Gojo spent his entire day in your bedroom. You decided to give him space. When night came around you walked into the room. You walked up to him slowly. Your footsteps light. Lost in his thoughts he didn't hear you walk in. "Satoru?" You called out to him your hand coming to rest on his back.

He flinched, jumped from the touch, and ended up stumbling forward. Landing on his face. "Satoru!" You called out worriedly and got up quickly to his side. Satoru didn't move for a bit, just laid there, when he did he sat up and curled himself up in a ball. Small muffled cries could be heard, tears streamed from his black blindfold.

You rushed to his side and hugged him. Hugged him tightly. Your hand combing through his hair as you kissed his forehead. "Satoru, Satoru honey is everything okay?" You asked gently as your hand combed through his hair, soothing him.

Gojo didn't say anything. Instead he cried harder. His heart hurt, his eyes hurt from the cut across his face. His body hurt from the multiple cuts and wounds littering it.

His hands come to grip the back of your shirt. Holding onto you tightly, not letting you go. "I'm scared." He admitted. His figure trembling. "I'm so scared of not being able to remember how you look. I'm scared of not being able to see the way our house looks. Scared of not being able to see how we'll look when we grow older." His voice cracking, cracking, trembling. "I'm scared of you leaving me." He said softly, barely audible.

How could you think I'll leave you. You thought to yourself. "Why would I ever leave you Satoru. Have you forgotten our vows? In the sick and in the health. In the poverty and in the wealth." You said as he rested his head on your shoulder. "I will forever be thankful of having you as my husband." You say softly as you help him up. "Let's sleep, alright? In our bed. Together." You say as you intertwined your hands with his. "Like it's meant to be." You say and smile at him, raising his hands to touch your face.

Satoru's hands traced your face. His fingers tracing lightly your smile. Feeling the way your lips curved up. The warmth of your face resting on his. "I love you." Satoru said. "I love you so much." He said shakily as he leaned on you, his head resting on shoulder, his upper body rests against you. "You don't have to be the strongest for me Satoru, not the toughest, not the almighty, not the one that stands above others. I just need you." You whisper to him gently. Satoru sniffled in response. "Thank you." He muttered softly.

You then picked up Satoru. His legs wrapping around your waist, his arms wrapped around your neck as his face is buried in your neck. "Oof- you're heavy." You say with a small grin. Satoru sniffed slightly, but a small smile slowly formed on his face. "Just shows how healthy I am." He responded with a small hint of comfort. You chuckled lightly and rested him on the bed. "Alright you sleepy head lets tuck you in." You say as you move the pillows and blankets to his comfort.

"I'm not a baby." He mutters as he reaches out to attempt to hold onto your wrist. "Sure clinged to me like one." A grin covering your face. You inch your hand forward to make contact with his. His hand wrapping around yours. A small flush covering his face at your comment. You're then pulled forward. Landing on the side of the bed next to him.

You squealed slightly in surprise. But a small laugh escaped you. You then scooted closer to him, your back against his chest. He reached out and wrapped his arms around you. Spooning you. "Though I wouldn't mind having one." He said with a smirk on his face. Your eyes widened and you grabbed a pillow, hitting him with it softly.

"I thought you were too sad to talk." You said and narrow your eyes at him. Gojo smiled softly at you. "You fixed that for me already, for now." He said softly as his hold on you tightens. His face nuzzling into your neck as his legs wrap around yours.

"And I'd do it again, as many times as it takes." You say as you turn your head to face him kissing him softly.

Gojo kissed you back, soft slow kisses being shared. Your bodies pressed with one another. It wasn't lust but rather love being shown in each kiss. Your lips meeting one another in a beautiful dance.

You two laid there, until your eyes closed, until your bodies went limp from sleep. The sound of your shared breathing being heard.

-----Time Skip a few years later-------------------------------------------

The sound of a babies laughter can be heard. Filling the halls of your house. Along with the sound of Gojo laughing. Birds chirping can be heard from outside the house. You walk into the room, the sight warming your heart.

There sat Gojo on the floor. Your daughter sitting between his legs, trying to push away his fingers as he tickles her. A grin covering his face.

"Satoru." You say with a soft hum. Gojo perks up at the sound of your voice, his head moving to face you. "Doll!" He exclaimed with a smile as he swooped up your daughter in his arms. Standing up to face you. Earning a small giggle from the little girl.

"How's our little flower?" You ask with a warm smile as you walk up to Gojo. One of your arms wrapping around his waist while you use to other to poke your daughters nose. Your daughter holding onto your finger and fidgeting with it. Her eyes widening in curiosity.

You chuckle softly in response and turn to Gojo. "Quite the curious one we have here." You say with a hum. As you wiggle your finger in her hold. Her small hand gripping onto you tightly. "And quite strong, too." You say as you try to pull your finger away. Your baby holding onto your finger tighter.

Gojo grins in response. "Just like her dad." He says proudly and puffs up his chest. You roll your eyes and swat his chest playfully. "Yeah Yeah." You say and sigh, wiggling your finger out of your daughters grasp.

"I'll be taking her now. Gotta feed her." You say with a hum as you take your daughter from Gojo's arms, earning a small whine from the little girl.

"Wait-" Gojo said as he raised his hands carefully. Resting them on your babies face. His hands gently tracing her features before moving up to touch yours. "Okay you can go now." He said softly, a grin beginning to form on his face.

You smiled at him fondly, meanwhile your daughter giggled after he touched her face. You then shifted your daughter to rest in one of your arms, meanwhile your other hand came to rest on his face. Caressing his cheek.

"I love you." You say gently as you pressed your forehead against his.

Gojo smiled at you, as he presses his forehead against you. "I love you more." He muttered softly.

You're then interrupted by a small outburst of your daughter. Babbling lightly with a big smile. "I think she said she loves you too." You say and grin at him.

A smile spread on Gojo face. A warm, heartfelt laugh leaving him. His hands coming to rest on you and your babies face.

"I love you both." He says gently his voice crackling slightly. Small tears pricking from his eyes "My little girl." He says as he leans in kissing his daughters forehead. "And the love of my life." He says as he leans in. Giving you a soft kiss to your lips.

He'd come to terms with things now. He wasn't the strongest, he isn't considered the best. The higher ups may look down on him. He may joke to you that he should've killed them before. Earning a laugh from you. He may not be able to see you or your daughter. But as long as he can hear the two of you. As long as he can feel your daughters small face, her little hands and feet. As long as he can feel your gentle touch and face. As long as he can kiss you and make love to you.

He's forever grateful, to be standing here with you. To have seen you give birth to his daughter. To be able to feel the first cry from his daughter. Forever grateful to have you blessing him with your eternal love and support.

It's more than enough to make him wipe his tears of sadness and instead replace them with tears of happiness. He didn't have to be the strongest anymore. But rather a father and loving husband.

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I might've gone a little too far. Oh well.. hehe :) -I also write Nanami and Toji fics in case anyone is interested (any jjk character really), i also take requests^^

-Comfort me Kento- (Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Nanami Kento X Fem!Reader (Reader hasn't been feeling up to energy lately. Any burden they hold resting upon their shoulders and weighing them down. Finding themselves tired to the point that they don't bother to move from their bed. Instead rotting in their bed for a few days. Until your boyfriend, Nanami, notices your absence and decides to come check up on you, which leads to him helping you clean your room and shower. Slightly suggestive I guess???? (Nanami is helping you take a bath.) It's really just comforting the reader. [Reader is also a jujutsu sorcerer that works alongside Nanami at times]

---Start!!!------------------------------------------------------------------- You lay there, covered in layer upon layers of blankets. The only movement seen is the rise and fall of your chest, your shallow breathing being the only sound heard along the walls. The curtain drapes covering the windows, not allowing the light to enter your room. Not that it was sunny outside either way. It was winter, the snowflakes falling gently, the snow now having piled up on your lawn. Yet you didn't move from where your laid on the bed. You had the same clothes on now for two days. You see it's not like you're usually like this. You're a person who works hard. You usually go on to finish any work for you job on time. Take care of yourself right, feeding yourself, and doing the essentials for yourself. Yet you couldn't right now. It's not like you didn't want to. Actually... Yeah maybe you didn't want to. But! it's not because you're unhygienic or anything. It's hard to explain honestly, you just didn't find the energy in you. You were spent from everything. The work, the pressure, your family, your life. Everything. So there you laid in your bed. Wrapped with multiple layers of blankets, your arms hugging a pillow, and your whole body resting right in the middle of your bed. You didn't think of anything, you were just there. You didn't bother thinking of your boyfriend Nanami!

Throughout the days you were in your bed you received constant messages from Nanami which consisted of:

Nanami: Good Morning Dear, I didn't see you today at work. Are you taking a break? If you need anything just message me or call me. I love you.

You: I'm alright.

With each message you received a little of hope yet along with it some guilt. A small tired smile forming on your face. But as soon as you would turn off your phone screen your reflection was shown. Eyebags present. Your hair in disarray. Your face somehow sagging. The next morning persisted of the same type of message, Nanami asking you if you're alright and if you need anything. You would reply with dry simple texts. It's all you could muster. Knowing that those texts wouldn't be enough to sugar coat the burdens, the issues, all the mess ups, all the hate that's starting to build up within you. Not a hate towards anyone. No, instead it's a hate towards you. A hate towards the reflection you see on your phone screen. A hate that throughout this you somehow easily gained some weight, that through this you left your body unkept. You would lay there staring at the screen, your eyes hurting and your head throbbing in pain. You couldn't handle the screen of the device, the light boring into your eyes through the darkness of your room. So instead your turned your phone off. Rested it next to you and laid there. Not wanting to see your reflection. You would sooner of later start drowning yourself in your problems again and again. A never ending cycle. Different scenes of where you failed where you've done mistakes along the way. All of it building up to you. The different burdens you carry. Burning into you, marking your conscious. Your eyes had grown tired, your eye lids heavy. Despite having gained so much sleep you found yourself even more tired. Unable to stand, unable to move, even forgetting how to breathe at times. Yet everything was interrupted, your self wallowing, your thoughts that were killing you by the second-

Knock! Knock!

You opened your eyes, and looked towards the door slowly confused. I didn't order anything. You muttered to yourself. You didn't want to get up. Didn't want to see who was behind the door. So you slowly laid back down and ignored the sound. Maybe it was those pesky people that would try to make you buy their "amazing" products. But instead your heard a familiar voice, a soothing one. "Love? Are you there?" A muffled voice asked. It took you some time to process before you slowly got up. Your eyes widening at the sound of the person who had been messaging you non-stop. The realization hitting you like a truck. The person who had been checking up on you. Nanami.

You hesitantly got up, wrapped yourself up in your blankets. You looked upon your clothes. Your pajama pants and a baggy short sleeved shirt on. The same clothes you had been wearing for two days straight. You probably smelled bad. Your hair was a mess. You sighed and felt like crying that moment. You didn't want him to see you like this. He wasn't used to this part of you. The part where you found yourself unable to move and unable to stop putting yourself down.

You speed walked to your closet and pulled out a fresh clean blanket, covering yourself up with it, smothering your hair under the blanket. You hastily walked to the front door and opened it slightly. There before you stood Nanami. His shirt smooth, clean, and perfect. His hair combed back perfectly. You could only stare at him as he turned to you and offered your a worried look. But you didn't pay attention to that. You were mesmerized by him. Everything about him was neat. Unlike you. You thought to yourself. Which only caused you to slink into your blanket more. "Can I come in love?" Nanami asked you gently. After all this time-which may have only been two days- that you spent in your room, you found yourself caught off guard by his softness, his carefulness with you. You only nodded your head and opened the door hesitantly allowing him to enter your house. It was a mess to say the least. Your bags were all piled up in one corner, meanwhile your hats and sweaters where thrown around the living room.

To say the least, before you had your time of rotting in bed your emotions had spiked. Your anger that you had piled up in your life had gotten the best of you. Which ended up in you trashing your house. Your screams echoing around the walls as your threw your clothes against the wall. Threw your couch pillows and had dropped a vase on the ground, which you hastily cleaned up. Yet everything else was where you had last left it in your moment where you broke. Nanami looked around the room, noticing how everything was a mess, how it looked like your house was destroyed.

Nanami could only gaze at everything, piecing together everything. The way you looked, the way everything was a mess, and how you didn't greet him how you usually would. A smile would grace your features. You would hug him and smother his face with kisses. You'd talk, you'd shine, but now to him, everything was the opposite. You didn't beam at him this time you saw him. You instead hid yourself, you didn't talk, you just stared at him. Nanami reached out to you gently and put his hand under your chin, tilting your head gently to have you face him. You looked at him hesitantly, your face flushing red in embarrassment. A million thoughts passed through you in that moment. Is he disappointed? Is he going to turn and leave me? What if he just decides I'm not good enough for him? Is he going to look at me with disgust? A face you'd never seen before but you can only imagine.

And that's how it should be. A face you should only imagine. Nanami would even argue it's a face that he would never show you, a face that should never cross your mind in the first place because instead of that Nanami looks at you with worry. Taking in your vulnerable state. Seeing the way your face changed. Seeing how you slumped. Nanami couldn't stand seeing you like this. Worry showcasing through his eyes. Not disgust, not disappointment. Yet something else was there. Gratitude. He was grateful you let him see you like this sooner rather than later. You could have shut the door in front of his face. Yet you let him in. Even if you hesitated. Nanami spoke softly to you as he asked, "Have you not been taking care of yourself?" He looked at you and gently slid the blanket off of you. He saw your hair a mess. The way your face sagged. You could only look at him, your face reddening in embarrassment but at the same time the tiredness making your less responsive. Yet you nodded your head gently in response. "I haven't been able to bring myself to do anything." Was all you could muster up to say. Nanami nodded his head and kissed your forehead gently. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." You say softly, ashamed that you would even need to say that in the first place.

Nanami looked at you and sighed. He reached over to you and picked you up bridal style. Earning a gasp from you. "Well then let me help you wash off." He said softly. You soon find yourself in your bathroom. Nanami then set you down on the small chair in front of your bathroom mirror. You stood there next to him as he removed the blanket from your figure. "If you don't want me here I'll respect that dear. Yet, I'd like to help you if you're okay with that." He said to you gently as he reached for the brush and brushed your hair patiently, making sure to undo any knots. Making sure it didn't hurt too much he pulled gently. You couldn't explain how you were feeling right now. This man is really winning you over, huh? You thought to yourself as you gazed upon his reflection from the mirror, his hands gently moving the brush through your hair. You love this man. My god do you love him. You thought to yourself. His gaze lifted and he noticed your gaze on him. He smiled at you through the reflection, a warm smile, a endearing smile, a smile that had you weak at your heart.

Soon enough your hair was brushed out neatly and Nanami motioned to your clothes, asking for permission to undress you. You nodded your head. Nanami helped you undress slowly, a small kiss pressed to your shoulder as he took off your shirt. A small kiss on your knee as he removed your sweatpants. He knew you were tired, he knew you needed to relax so he turned the bath water on, putting it at a nice warm temperature. Soon your garments were decorating the bathroom floor. You stood there embarrassed of the way you looked, you noticed you somehow gained some weight. Nanami was kneeling near the tub, checking the temperature and he looked towards you, he held your hand gently and helped you inside the tub. You laid down, and noticed how Nanami had rolled up the sleeves of his clean smooth button up shirt. "You don't have to help me Nanami, I can do it myself." You said hastily not wanting to bother him more than he probably has been. But Nanami shook his head and tilted your face to face him. He smiled softly at you, but a hint of worry flashes through them. "Let me help you please, I want to." He said softly and caressed your cheek gently. "Alright." You said softly, barely audible.

He reached over and grabbed the soap gently applying it to your hair and washing it. His hands moving against your head gently. His finger nails grazing your scalp. You couldn't help but hum in satisfaction. The tense feeling that had been resting on your shoulders leaving you. Nanami then rinsed your hair and grabbed conditioner (or the different hair products you use) and apply them to your hair. He reached over for the the body wash and a soft bath sponge, running it over your body, cleaning you gently. "Are you willing to tell me what happened?" He asked you gently, breaking the silence. If he had asked you before you probably would have tensed up and said no. Yet the way he's taking care of you. The way he's touching you so gently and soothing you. And then you turned your head to him. His eyes were looking gently at you. He had a small relaxed smile. His shirt slightly wet from the water and soap. Soap suds covering his hands and arm. Your heart could only swell, swell with so much love for this man. You sighed softly in relief. Relief that you had someone so loving by your side. You agreed and let out all your pent up stress.

You rant, rant about every single issue, even the smallest. Everything that's been weighing you down. Nanami listened, listened to you full on. He didn't interrupt you. He didn't say anything, he didn't judge. He knew he wasn't really one to suggest something. After all he has his own issues. Some may even relate to yours. So he offers you his attention and his full self. When you finished he had rinsed you of all the suds, leaving you clean. Nanami's voice then broke the silence " You know I won't tell you to do anything specifically. I won't pressure you to tell me your issues." He said gently as he moved to massage your shoulders.

You then thought for a bit confused of what he was talking about, then it clicked. The way you didn't bother texting him back fully, didn't bother explaining your situation to him. Didn't bother to search for his help. His gentle voice then breaks you out of your thoughts. "Yet I want to pressure you. It seems selfish but I want you to tell me everything. Whenever something like this happens. When you feel like everything is falling on top of you. Because if I'm not here to take care of you, to listen to you, to hold you when you're most vulnerable. I don't know what I should be doing instead." He said to you, his eyes showed no lies and his voice was only speaking the truth. His hands gently holding the sides of your head as he pressed his forehead against your damp forehead. He then leaned in, his soft lips meeting yours. he held you carefully. As if you were the most precious thing on earth, no, in this entire universe.

You couldn't hold back anymore. tears spilled from your eyes, sobs escaped your lips, and you reached to hold onto his shirt with your wet hands. Nanami only leaned in. His shirt getting damp due to making contact with you but nonetheless he didn't care. He wanted to hold you, wanted to cherish you, wanted to make you feel seen. Once your cries died down and you eased down he pulled away slowly and gave a soft kiss to your forehead. "Stay here for a bit dear." He said softly against your forehead and parted from your grasp. You sat there in the tub for a bit. A small tint of red on your cheeks. You were grateful, so very grateful for having him. Thank you. You muttered softly to yourself. Although he wasn't there to hear you said it again. Thank you Nanami. You uttered softly and touched your lips with your fingers.

Minutes passed by and Nanami walked back in, his hair in a bit of a disarray. You raised a brow at the scene. "Sorry for taking so long." he said quickly and walked over to you. "What were you doing Kento?" You asked, confused on why he took so long. "Just arranged a few things." he said with a hum and grabbed a towel, helping you dry off as he picked you up from the tub. He carried you out of the bathroom and sat you down on your bedroom bed. He quickly wrapped you up with the towel, considering how cold it is outside, having just taken a bath doesn't help prevent a cold. "What do you want me to get you?" he asks as he walks towards your drawers and wardrobe. "Oh I have my sleep wear in the drawer and panties are also there." You said and avert your gaze. Nanami chuckled lightly at your response and pulled out a pair of gray sweatpants and a white shirt as well as your panties. You raised a brow, not noticing your bra. You were about to tell Nanami when he said , "I heard from a ad that they can be tedious and at times hurt to wear. Since we're going to be inside here just the two of us I thought it'd be good for you." he said and averted his gaze, slightly embarrassed. You could only smile at him. How can he be so shy when talking about these things when he was just touching my body earlier? You thought to yourself.

You take the clothes from his hand and start to dress yourself. Nanami then takes the towel and helps you dry your hair, he then picks up the brush from your nightstand and brushes out your hair. "Smells nice." He says with a soft hum. "Thanks to you Kento." You say quietly. Nanami smiles at your response and wraps his arms around your neck, pulling your body back to him. The back of your head rests against his damp shirt. He kissed the top of your head gently. "I changed your bedsheets dear, and the blankets. So go lay down. I'll clean up the rest." You look at him surprised. "So that's what you were doing." You say and smile up at him gently, you were about to protest saying that you should clean up and not him. But you remembered what he had said before and gave in. " Thank you." You murmur and kiss his arms that are wrapped around you neck. "Anytime." he says softly and kisses your cheek gently. "You should change your shirt Kento, you could catch a cold." You say and loosen his arms around you, you turn to face him. "Let me get you a shirt, if I can find one." You say and rummage through your closet not really finding anything for his bulky built. Nanami approaches you from behind and hugs you tightly. "How about, we sleep together after I clean up, we can warm one another up?" he ask as his fingers come to play with your hair strands, twirling them gently.

You nod your head. "I'll be waiting for you." You say and walk over to the bed, getting under the covers. You wait there, sitting on the bed looking at your room at how organized it looks now thanks to him. A small smile gracing your features. You waited patiently for Nanami and luckily didn't wait long. After all you knew Nanami worked efficiently and fast. So it wasn't long until he finally walked over to you. He took off his damp buttoned up shirt, placing it on a chair for it to dry. You looked up and smiled at the sight of Nanami. You then moved over and pulled the covers, making space for Nanami. Nanami climbed in, laying down next to you. He scooped you in his arms and pressed his face to the back of your neck. His arms wrapped around you gently as he held you carefully. "Thank you for letting me help you." Nanami murmured against your neck. You smiled at what he said. A flush covering you face and neck. Nanami feeling the warmth rise, he smiled fondly at you and then closed his eyes. "Thank you Nanami, sleep well." You mutter softly. Your eyes closed as well, sleep soon overtaking both of you. The warmth of your bodies combining, The blankets protecting you two, holding you together as one.

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gah-who-are-you

5 months ago

Personally, I love them both so much and just felt like drawing the two in my all-time favorite Phantom of the Opera. I will curse the quality of the piece to the end of my days, but I'm really glad how it turned out!!! (I love crowe so much please why is he so pretty)

Gojo x Fem!Reader coming soon...

Currently in the works of a fluff gojo x fem!reader and then gonna work on a angst, gotta even it out ifyk yk.

I'm also working on two toji fics I'll post soon enough. They're just stuck in the drafts....they'll get there soon enough, hopefully (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

Thinking about you... (Nanami Kento x Female Reader) -SFW- [ANGST]

So I had this idea of where you and Kento are sorcerers and after the Shibuya incident only Nanami and Yuji remain. (As well as the other sorcerers it's just you know I'm focusing on how they deal with your loss, mainly focused on Nanami) This is him dealing with your loss. You've been his wife that worked as a jujutsu sorcerer. This story also has Yuji, where he see's you as his mother figure. Reader is female and is said to wear a dress. Okay let's get into it and see if I end up crying writing this. (´∩｀。)

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Nanami saw, saw when Mahito killed you. When he hit that finishing blow. You had been fighting Mahito, despite the burns that covered your body, despite the blood you lost, despite everything you knew you had to fight. Yuji, yuji can't handle this alone. You thought to yourself. Yuji doesn't have to bear with all of these curses. You thought as you fought Mahito. That was your first error, allowing yourself to think. You had gotten distracted with your thoughts, leaving yourself open. Mahito hit you with a hard punch to your side, sending you flying into a wall, you slump weakly onto the ground. Damn it... Damn it this isn't good. You thought to yourself as you tried getting up, but couldn't. Your body was giving out on you. A laugh could be heard, a laugh that surrounded you, overwhelmed you.

There stood Mahito losing himself in his amusement. "I thought you'd be more entertaining." He said and sneered. Mahito walks over to you about to take the finishing blow, until he saw Nanami enter, alongside with Yuji. Mahito could only smile in amusement. After all this was entertainment for him. He could see the way Nanami's soul shook in fear seeing you so defenseless before Mahito. Mahito could only smile in glee. Kento looked your body from afar. He saw the way you tried to support yourself up, your arms shaking, weak. A side of your face covered in scars and burns. The blood falling from your mouth. The body that he kissed, that he loved, that he would caress at night. Now having been marked and tainted with scars, burns, and blood. Kento called your name desperately and started running to you. "Kento don't!" You shout shakily.

Yet Kento didn't listen he ran towards Mahito, anger showing on his face, his brows furrowed, his heart racing, his soul trembling. Trembling in fear for you. "Kento, Stop!" You shouted and used your technique. Releasing a big rabbit shikigami, that ran into Nanami and held him in place. It took all the strengths left of you. Yuji tried running for you as well, but the shikigami grabbed onto him as well and embraced them in a tight hug. "Mrs.Nanamin!!" Yuji yelled out to you shakily, tears threatening to spill from his eyes. He tried and tried to pry himself from your shikigami, but instead caused it to hold onto them tighter. "Kento..." You say shakily as you lay there on the ground, blood dripping from your mouth. "Go to the beach for me..." You say, coughing out blood, as you try to crawl weakly to him. Yet you felt the sharp pain of something pierce your leg. You screamed in pain, tears falling from your eyes. You looked up and saw a sneering Mahito, his arm morphed to that of a blade, that's now driven into your leg.

Mahito only laughed and mocked your expression. Faking a cry and wiping a fake tear from his eye. You looked at Kento and tried to smile one last time for him. "Kento take care of Yuji. Take him to the beach again with you instead of me. Make Yuji enjoy his life. I love you Nanami Kento, with all of my-." And there before him Mahito placed his hand on your head, exploding it there before Kento's eyes. What was left of your dropped limp to the ground. Your blood coating the floor. Your Shikigami then disappeared releasing Yuji and Nanami. "She talked too much." Mahito said and huffed. "I was getting bored." He said with a yawn and stretched. Nanami's eyes widened, tears spilled from his eyes. Nanami was mad, no, he was furious. His heart, his love, his soul was dedicated to you. The very person who held him. Who traced the scars along his arms with love, who kissed him so gently and lovingly that it had him wanting to cry of joy. She who made sure to love him until her last breathe. He lunged forward to Mahito, a cry unlike anything was heard. A cry of anger, a cry of loss, a cry of despair for the one he loved. The one who he had planned to devote himself to until they both let their last breathe together. And there beside him ran Yuji. Accompanied with the cry of a son, the cry of someone who lost someone they saw as a mother to them, the cry of someone who lost a person who had seen him as her son.

-time skip-

The sound of keys jingling can be heard from outside your house. The doorknob twists and from there emerges Kento. His steps slow as he enters the house. He takes his shoes off, placing them next to a empty spot where your shoes usually were. Matter of fact your clothes are still hanging from the sweater rack. Your hats hanging there, alongside with the scarf he had gifted you once on your birthday. He walked into the living room, looking at the picture frames, photo's of you and Yuji, you and Kento, you, hanging along the walls or decorating the tables. He looked at the sofa, the sofa where you two would fall asleep together, watching movies until sleep overtook your two. He then raised his eyes. He sees his reflection on the tv. Half of his face having burn marks. His shirt loose on his body to prevent from hurting him from the burn marks that cover half of his upper body. His eye looked solemn, distant, and lonely. He turned away in disgust from his reflection and walked to your shared room.

He looked at the room and walked up to your nightstand. His hands gently tracing the perfumes you had and the different jewlery hanging from small hooks. He started to pick up one of the perfumes but quickly put it down. He didn't want to move it, wanting to leave it where you had left it last. Making it seem as if you had used it this morning. as if you were still here.

He then rummaged through his pants pocket, his burnt hand then holding up your wedding ring. He remembered how Yuji and him fought Mahito. Nobara having interjected and helped the two of them fight. After defeating Sukuna, Nanami walked back to where your body rested. Endless tears spilled from his eyes, as his hands reached down to pick your body in his arms. His hand held onto yours, your wedding ring coated in your blood. His face buried in your chest, muffling the sobs that escaped his lips. Your shirt drying the tears spilling from his eye. He held onto you desperately. He didn't leave your side, not until yuji found him holding you, cradling you, whispering how much he loves you. His body shaking as tear after tears, cry after cry, left him. Only then did Nanami let you go, Yuji prying him away from you. Hugging Nanami tightly, as he too cried. He hugged Nanami tightly from behind as he tried to pry him off of you. As tears spilled from his eyes, his face pressed against Nanami's back, not wanting to face your dead body, not wanting to face Nanami. A part of both of their heart staying there with you.

They left the station, holding one another's hand, their faces stained with tears, Nanami's body covered with your blood. Your wedding ring hidden between his fist. Yuji holding onto Nanami's other hand, in search of comfort that he knew Nanami needed desperately. That they both needed.

Nanami then snapped out of his memory, his mind focusing on his burnt hand holding your wedding ring. Reminding him that it was all over. He placed your wedding ring on your nightstand where you'd usually put it when you'd go to sleep. As he was about to turn away something caught his eye. It was a camera memory card. He picked it up gently and then walked over to the rooms closet. He rummaged through and pulled out a camera you used to use. He took in a sharp breathe and shakily placed the memory card in. The screen of the camera showing a video. The light reflecting upon Nanami's eye.

The sound of waves crashing is heard along with the chatter of someone in the background, slightly muffled. It's at first completely dark, but the sound of shuffling can be heard. Soon a pair of hands enter the frame, picking up the camera and moving it to face her. "I think it's working." A woman's voice can be heard through the camera. The lenses of the camera adjusting and showing a perfect image of her. A image of you, a sun hat resting on your head, a nice light dress covering your body.

You then gently place the camera down on a rock. You then turn around, away from the camera, walking towards the shore. The sea crashing against the sand, offering a beautiful rythmn. The sand offering a warmth to your feet. You look down at your feet, moving you toes slightly, allowing the sand to coat your feet. A small hum of satisfaction leaving your lips can be heard faintly. Meanwhile the blue sky is clear, welcoming you to look at the white pure clouds decorating it. The sun smiles down at you offering a warm hello to your skin. Then the sound of a man calling out your name can be heard. You in response turns towards the sound and a wide smile can be seen gracing her face. You run towards the man. The man before you of blond hair, sharp features and with the biggest hug anyone can offer. He catches her in his arms. She wraps her arms around his neck, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Hugging her tightly, holding her close. A warm smile on his face, a smile so warm and gentle that it'd melt anyone in a instance, a smile that put the very sun that's shining down at you to shame. He then places her down gently.

A energetic voice can then be heard, and a blur of pink hair can be seen, soon a familiar face is shown, Yuji. It seems he's standing behind the camera, his back curved as he's looking at it upside down. He then disappears from view and enters the view again, crouching down in front of the camera. "Yo!" he says with a big grin and waves at the camera. He then hears you calling his name. He turns around and stands up straight. "Mrs. Na-Na-Min!" He shouted enthusiastically and ran up to hug you. A laughter can be heard leaving you as Yuji quite literally almost tackled you in a hug. "Glad you could make it." You say and ruffle his hair. Yuji grins and then looks at Nanami. "Yo Nanam-!" He was saying but stopped as he sees the serious stare Nanami was offering him. Nanami then starts to scold Yuji, telling him how he could've hurt you. Yuji scratched the back of his head and smiled sheepishly at you two. He then bowed and apologized. You chuckled lightly and then hugged him tightly. "You're good don't worry about it." You say with a grin. Yuji looked at you, a little shocked but nonetheless he couldn't help but ease himself into your arms. Hugging you back. "I promise I won't do it again." He said and looks at Nanami who couldn't help but smile in approvement. You then pull away from Yuji. "Okay who wants some watermelon!" You asked excitedly and turned to the two. Yuji hand quickly shot up. "I'd like some Mrs.Nanamin!!" You chuckled and looked at Nanami. "I'll have some please." He said and kissed your forehead gently. You nodded and walked out of the frame.

Soon a white haired man flew into the frame splashing into the water. "Oh come on! That's no fun!" he shouted. You then walked into the frame. "Well you wait for you watermelon they asked for some first. You can't sneak up on me and expect me to not react." The response earning a pout from the white haired gentleman. "Be glad I didn't react with the knife in my hand." You say and huff. Nanami could be seen holding in his laugh. Meanwhile Yuji let it out, clutching his stomach as pain coursed through his body from the laughter that erupted from him. "Sensei! You went flying!" He said as he tried to stop laughing. You sighed in response and walk over to Yuji and Nanami. "Here's your watermelon and remember, sometime has to pass before you decide to swim so your food can pro-" But you were caught off guard with Yuji handing you back a empty plate and running into the water to tackle Gojo. "Let's see if he ends up throwing up." You said with a amused tone and turn to Nanami. Nanami sighed and handed you the plate marching into the water to drag Yuji out. Yuji protested distracting Nanami, causing Gojo to then tackle Nanami into the water. You could only laugh, tears forming in the corner of your eyes as you saw the three tussle in the water. You then looked over to the side and waved. Shoko entering the frame now, alongside Nobara and Maki. You hugged each of them and offered some watermelon. Maki and Shoko declining. You nodded and handed Nobara some watermelon. Yuji perked up from the grasp of Gojo and waved at Nobara. "Nobara hey!" He shouted before being dragged by Nanami out of the water. A pout forming on Yuji's face.

Nobara waves at Yuji. "Oi, what'd you do this time?" Maki asks and looks at yuji with a raised brow, a amused smile gracing her face. Yuji shrugs and stands up, once Nanami let's him go. Gojo follows short after, trying to bring Yuji back in the water to play with him. Then a small hey can be heard. "ME-GU-MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII" Gojo shouted and ran to Megumi. Megumi quickly averted him, causing Gojo to stumble and fall face flat. "Sensei!!!" Yuji shouted and walked over to Gojo who got up slowly, wiping a fake tear from his eyes, clearly hurt on how Megumi avoided his embrace. Megumi glared at Gojo and then turned to Yuji. "Hey" He said, Yuji responding with a hug and a energetic "Hey!". They both then walked over to Nobara and Maki, sitting down next to them. Gojo then walked up to you, hunched over. You chuckle lightly and patted his back gently. "He's just not used to it Gojo." You say with a amused smile which causes Gojo to sigh. He then straightens his posture and walks over to the students ready to annoy them yet again.

You could only look at them amused and turned to Nanami, who seems to already be tired of the antics of Gojo. "Remind me why we decided to do this again?" He asked and turned to you. "Well everyone needs a break dear." You say with a hum and wrap a arm around his waist. He responds with a hand resting on your back. He nods his head softly. "You're not wrong." He says and sighs. "Here let me help you put sunscreen on." You say with a hum. "Call Yuji over so he can get some on too." Nanami nods and kisses your cheek gently before turning to the direction of Yuji. "Itadori! Come over here so you can get some sunscreen on." Yuji turns to your direction and walks over. "I'm here Nanamin!" He said happily and placed his hands out. You then grabbed the bottle of sunscreen and placed some on his hands. You then put some on your own hands and spread it on Yuji's back. "There, you should be fine now." You say with a hum. "Thank you!!" he chirps happily. "Now Yuji remember, don't go too far out! You may be strong but I sure don't want to have to get Nanami to go and fish you out of the water." You say seriously and poke Yuji's nose. "You're just a child after all." You say with a soft smile. Yuji couldn't lie that the comment you made caught him off guard. Yet he couldn't deny the small smile that was forming. he nodded his head. "Thank you Mrs.Nanamin." He says and hugs you.

Nanami then looked at Yuji. "Don't go out to far." He said with a serious tone, making sure it gets through Yuji's thick skull. Yuji nods his head and turns to Nanami, surprising him with a hug. "I promise I won't" He says softly and then turns away, running off to the ocean, Nobara following close by, with Megumi walking towards them. Gojo appearing and running to Megumi and picking him up, ready to throw him in the water. Megumi shouting at him and trying to pry away from him. You and Nanami looked upon the sight a smile graced on your face, meanwhile Nanami could only sigh but didn't hide the smile forming on his face. "He's gotten quite fond of you." He says and squeezes your shoulder lightly. "I can say the same for you Kento." You say with a hum and squeeze his waist gently. You then turn to Nanami and spread sunscreen on his back. Over his arms and shoulders. You hands lingering over scars on his body, tracing them gently and pressing a small kiss to them. You then turn to Nanami with a smile. "He's a good kid, I feel like he forgets that at times." You say, a small frown beginning to form on your face. Nanami notices and cups your face gently. "He'll have us there to remind him." He says softly and kisses your lips gently. You smiled against his lips and kissed him back.

A loud "OOOOOOOOH!" breaks through your moment. Nanami looks up, slightly annoyed but that only grows as he notices Gojo being the one who said that. Gojo grins and starts to make fake making out noises, clearly trying to instigate Nanami. Nanami's brows furrow and his jaw clenches, veins appearing on his arms. "Nanam-" You say but are being cut off as he takes of his sunglasses and places it in your hands. "Hold this for me dear." He says and kisses your lips gently. He then marches over to the water seriously and grabs Gojo. The two now starting to tussle and wrestle in the water. "ow ow ow!" You can hear Gojo say as Nanami holds him in a head lock.

You look at the scene wide eyed, but couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. Nanami doesn't usually act like this, maybe Gojo finally got on his nerves. But you knew he wouldn't do any harm to gojo. You then see Yuji try to join in, tussling with Gojo and Nanami. Megumi tried to inch away from it not wanting to get involved, but soon getting dragged in by Yuji. Meanwhile Nobara cheered on, Maki just watching amused with the scene. Shoko snapping photos, ready to make fun of them after. You then started walking to the camera and picked it up, the lenses focusing on you face. You smiled at the camera. "Chaotic much huh?" You ask the camera and chuckle. "Quite the family we have." You say with a hum. "I wish time could freeze when moments like these happen." You say as you set the camera down next to you, pointing it to you. A sigh leaving your lips. "I'm glad I was able to record this, it really show how close everyone is with one another. Others more distanced, others more bonded" You say and look ahead, where the camera isn't showing. Your dress flowed with the wind. Your hat moving slightly. You looked down at the camera a smile forming on your face. "I hope to be able to make our own little family soon. A daughter or son. Maybe both. And then Yuji." You say with a chuckle. "He's quite the burst of energy." You say and look back up. "Yuji!! Make sure to put on more sunscreen later!" You called out, a distant energetic "okay!" responding to you.

You then look down at the camera, and look at it for sometime, as if you're thinking of what to say. "Hey kento." You say softly. "I love you, I hope you see this video soon and remind yourself of this day. I hope it was a day you enjoyed." You say and pick up the camera. You then kiss the camera and hug it against you chest. "Get your sleep, eat well, and make sure to take care of yourself when I'm not around. I hope that's not anytime soon though, as selfish as that sounds." You say gently. "I want to be the one taking care of you, till the end of day, till I breathe my last breathe, till my body gives out. I love you Nanami Kento, I love you with all of my being." You say with a smile and reach out to the camera. The video ending.

Nanami stared at the camera screen, your smile still showing. The screen light shone on Nanami's face. Soon the light dimmed, the screen going dark, and there reflected was Nanami's face. He hadn't noticed but he was crying. Tears spilled from his eye, his hands trembling as he held the camera. He looked at the burn covering the side of his face. His hand reaching up to touch his face. He then imagines, imagines you're there. Your hand tracing over his scarred face, leaving kisses all over it. You fingers tracing hearts over them. He swear he hears you. He can already imagine the things you'd say.

You'd call him beautiful, as you'd kiss his burned hand. You'd press his hand against your face, and trace with one hand his face. You'd tell him how much you love him. With burns and all, with a heart that's been stomped over, you'd love him no matter what. You'd joke that his heart is yours and Nanami would nod. He'd nod and burry his face into your neck. He'd cry in joy for having you with him now. He'd hold you tight. He'd kiss you, he'd show you how much he loves you. But now his heart doesn't beat, his heart is gone. That very light that ignited his heart has diminished, leaving it cold. Nanami cried, his body trembling, shaking, as he pressed the camera to his chest. Maybe deep inside he was hoping time could freeze like you had said. So that he could go back to that day. Back to the day he was annoyed with Gojo for being a idiot. Back to the day Yuji surprised him with a hug. Back to the day he held you close to him.

His body heaved. His heart crying along with him as he pressed his face against the camera. "I love you." He said shakily again and again. He digged the camera into his chest, as far as it could go. He wanted to merge with it at this point. Wanting so desperately to feel you. Not caring if his scars opened, not caring if it hurt. He spent the rest of the day like this. Holding the camera close to him, and flipping through the different videos of you. Imagining as if you were sitting next to him, as if your head was resting against his shoulder. As if you were there pointing and laughing at certain parts of the videos or photos you took. Soon night arrived and Nanami had fallen asleep with the camera tightly in his arms, enveloped in the blankets of your shared bed. Your scent surrounding him, comforting him.

The next morning arrived and Nanami woke up. He noticed the camera wasn't in his arms anymore, instead laying neatly on his night stand. He slowly got up from your shared bed. He walked into the hallway a sizzling sound heard. He turned the corner and found Yuji standing in front of the oven staring at a cooking egg. Yuji then picked up the cooked egg and placed it on a plate. Yuji then turned around and placed two plates on the table. He looked up and noticed Nanami standing there, surprised from having seen Yuji cooking in his house. "How did you?.." Nanami started asking but soon remembered as Yuji pulled out a copy of the house key.

Not long ago did you end up gifting Yuji a key to your house. Assuring him that if he needed anything he could pass by. This led to Yuji passing by at times to join you in dinner, or would just want to be held in your arms. Sometimes you and Nanami would be sitting on the couch watching a movie and you'd hear the sound of the door opening. Yuji would appear before you two and greet you cheerfully. He'd sit down between the two of you and watch the movie along with you. You usually noticed something was bothering him, or that he'd be tense. You'd help him relax, wrapping a arm over his shoulder and nudging his figure over, causing his head to rest on your shoulder. Meanwhile Nanami would wrap a arm behind you two, or would ruffle his hair.

Though something that would happens at times is Yuji would end up falling asleep, his posture would shift and he would lay against Nanami. Nanami wouldn't move him, wouldn't wake him up but rather shift him slightly to make him comfortable and would rest his head on Yuji's. The two falling asleep then. You saw them once like that and sneakily took a photo of the two of them. Making it as your home screen wallpaper.

Nanami nodded his head. "Right." He said and walked over to Yuji. "I made us breakfast, I hope it isn't a bother." Yuji said quietly. Nanami reached out and took a plate from his hand. "Thank you." he said softly, his voice raspy from how much he had cried the day before. The two sat down in silence. The sound of forks clinking against the plate breaking through the silence. Nanami looked down at his plate, staring at the egg, looking at each detail, the crisp. Trying to get his mind off everything. When the sound of sniffling can be heard. Nanami looks up and sees a crying Yuji. A Yuji who's face is staining in tears. A Yuji who looks so heartbroken. Nanami stood up and walked over to Yuji. He could see Yuji's body trembling, heaving, as tears flowed down his eyes, as sobs broke through his lips.

Nanami reached over, his arms wrapping around Yuji tightly. Yuji's cries grew louder, sob after sob being ripped from his heart. He clinged to Nanami, and turned to face him, hugging him tightly. His fist curling to tug at the back of his shirt. Gripping onto him as his life depended on it. "I miss her." Cried yuji, his voice muffled slightly. "I miss her so much." He said shakily as a sob broke free. Nanami hugged Yuji tighter and buried his face in his hair. "I know." He said shakily in response. "I do to." He said as tears also started to spill from his eyes. "I miss my mom." Yuji said, shakily, hesitantly, as if afraid to say it. Nanami tensed up slightly but relaxed, he was grateful. Grateful that you had meant so much to Yuji. Grateful that Yuji had come to love you as his mother. For you had come to love him as your own son.

Nanami then stroked Yuji's hair gently. "I'll be here, I'll carry with you her love." Nanami said shakily, his voice cracking as he started to lose his composer. Tears spilling from his eyes as well. Yuji nodded his head as Nanami wiped the tears from his face. Nanami then scooted his chair next to Yuji. And they sat there. Tears falling from their eyes as they ate in silence, but now with the comfort of one another. The occasional sound of a hiccup heard. The occasional sound of a tear falling and sounding against the table.

They both lost something that day.

For one of them a wife.

For one of them a mother.

And for both of them a piece of their heart, having been left behind with you.

--------Author's note-------------------------------------------------------So I may kind of have um gone a little over board. Not gonna lie thinking about this and writing it out made me shed tears. But yeah I hope you like it. -I'm sorry if you cried (｡Ó﹏Ò｡)-