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The sun was shining down on the four of you, beads of sweat dripping down skin. Training today hadn’t been easy—it was hot, humid, and Gojo-senses left in the middle of it for a trip.
“You guys keep working! I’ll see you when I get back~” A stupid grin was on his face as he waved goodbye to his students, who stood outside in awe. This man-child was your teacher?
So, after he gave his instructions, the four first year students resumed training. The school uniforms were doing nothing to help with the blistering sun, and you couldn’t exactly remove it—due to the lack of clothes underneath. You wiped your glistening forehead with your hand and let out an irritable sigh.
“Hey! That’s not fair!” You heard a shout from beside you—a feminine voice. You turned your head to see Kugisaki screaming at Itadori, who was in the middle of removing the top of his uniform.
Fushiguro stood beside you with a deadpan look on his face, and you felt the same. “Sheesh… we’re almost done training anyways, can't you two wait 10 more minutes to start arguing?” He said with the disapproving shake of his head.
Kugisaki turned to look at him, you could practically see the veins popping out of her head. “Huh?” Your eyes moved over to Itadori, who had completely removed his top now—he was standing shirtless, and fanning himself with his discarded clothing. “Why does he get to remove his clothes? I’m hot too but you don't see me stripping!”
Itadori scoffed from behind, causing her to turn around to face him now. “No one said you couldn’t… go ahead.”
Kugisaki's face began to turn red, and she turned away from him, crossing her arms. “No. I’m not a pervert like you, and this proves that I can withstand the heat better too.”
You and Fushiguro slapped your hands to your foreheads in disbelief. How old were they? 11?
“Should we just call it a day then?” Itadori said, walking towards you and Fushiguro now.
Your eyes immediately trailed down to his well toned torso—why hadn’t you noticed that he was this fit? In your defence, the uniforms were quite baggy and didn’t do his muscular figure any justice. As he walked closer to you, it was hard to pull your eyes away. His fleshed out abs, his defined arms… god why did he have to take off his shirt?
“[name]... [name]... do you have heat stroke or something?” You were brought out of your daze by Itadori resting his hand on your head. When had he gotten this close to you? “You don't feel too warm.”
Your eyes slid down to his chest and stomach and your face felt flushed. You quickly took a step back and shook your head—the feeling of his touch still lingering. “I’m fine. I just want to be done training for the day.”
Itadori cocked his head to the side at your reaction and Fushiguro and Kugisaki both nodded from beside you. “Yeah, we may as well call it quits.” She said, walking past the group and heading inside.
Fushiguro nodded. “We can resume again tomorrow.” He began to follow Kugisaki’s lead.
That left you and Itadori, who still had a confused look on his face. He took a step closer and leaned down, touching his forehead to yours—it was all so sudden that you couldn’t even think about moving away. He brought a hand up to the back of your head delicately, holding you in place so you wouldn’t try and run away from him. “I was right. You’re not sick.”
You shut your eyes and felt your heart beating faster than ever. “Y-yeah I’m just tired… we should be going back now.” You brought your hand up to push away from him, and you were met with the feeling of bare skin.
Your eyes opened to see your hand pressed against his chest—his head tilted down to get a better look at it. The two of you quickly jumped away from each other with pink faces. “Sorry… Um, I’ll be going now.” You said fast, and jogged away from him and back to the school.
Itadori stood still for a moment, before placing his hand over the spot where your touch had been.
Things had been weird with Itadori after that day. You couldn’t get the image of his perfect body out of your brain, no matter how much you tried; all of these weird thoughts were strange and foreign to you. Sure, you were objective enough to realize that Itadori was attractive—speaking objectively, Fushiguro was as well—but your thoughts usually hadn’t gone past that. But now…
You screamed into your pillow, causing Kugisaki to nearly jump off the bed. “What the hell, [name]! You scared the shit out of me… all I asked was if you wanted to come shopping with me.”
You lifted your face off the pillow and looked over at her. “Oh, yeah, sorry.”
She tilted her head at you. “So, are you in?”
Maybe shopping would be good—you could take your mind off of Itadori and buy some cute clothes in the process. “Sure, I’ll go.”
A smile lit up her features. “Awesome! I’ll let Fushiguro and Itadori know too!”
Your eyes widened at her. “Huh!?”
…
“Hey Kugisaki! [name]!” Itadori waved at the two of you as you met up in the street. The two boys had already been out and about grabbing food, so when Kugisaki texted them, they had decided to meet up somewhere.
“Yo!” She said, skipping towards them—she walked up front with Fushiguro, leaving you behind to accompany Itadori, of course.
As the two up front discussed different places they wanted to go to, it was completely silent between you and Itadori—uncomfortably so. His hands were in his sweatshirt pockets and yours were fiddling with your phone in front of you—clicking the volume buttons repeatedly.
After a few moments of this unbearable silence, you looked over at him. “So, um… how was your sleep last night?”
A small smile appeared on his face and he reached up to rub the back of his neck. “I slept okay, my muscles are a little sore so I’m guessing I slept in a weird position. How about you?”
Good. This was good. He didn’t seem weirded out that your first topic of discussion was sleep. You smiled back at him, giving him an awkward thumbs up. “I slept… awesome.”
Lies. Complete lies. The previous night you had been up until 4 tossing and turning thinking about how to interact with Itadori.
You smiled with your thumb remaining up. “Awesome. Yeah, awesome.” You said through gritted teeth.
Itadori smiled and brought his hand up to pat your head. “Good, I’m glad. I thought you might get sick after being in the sun for so long.”
“Oh, well I’m completely fine.” You waved your hands in the air, closing your eyes lightly, and gave two thumbs up this time—god why couldn’t you do something with your hands other than stick them up like that?
While your eyes were shut—for a split second—a man in a business suit crashed into you. He had been on his cellphone, and didn’t give a shit that there were people walking beside him. He was tall and wide, so the force of his body was enough to cause you to stumble. You let out a noise as you felt yourself lose balance and fall right into-
“Hey are you okay?” Itadori asked, he had his arms wrapped your waist and back, holding you upright.
You blinked twice. There was a look of worry on his face—even Fushiguro and Kugisaki had stopped walking now and were looking back at the two of you. Itadori’s large hands felt warm even through your clothes; your face began to feel hot.
You nodded and adjusted yourself so you were standing again—your hands resting on Itadori’s arms, his hands still grasping your waist. “I’m fine-” you began, but were so distracted by the feeling of his large muscles under your touch.
“[name]?” He asked, looking down at his arm where you were currently holding onto. “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“So big…” you said—louder than you had intended to, your hand tracing up Itadori’s arm the slightest bit. His muscles felt even bigger than they had looked… how was that even possible?
Kugisaki and Fushiguro froze from behind you, their souls fleeing their body for a second before they both spat out in laughter. Itadori’s face felt warm and his chest fuzzy, he didn't know what was happening or how to react to that.
You’d realized what you had said too late. Eyes widening in fear, you quickly jolted away from him. “I- that man was so big… he barely bumped into me and I flew, ha ha ha.” You wanted to die.
Kugisaki howled with laughter and Fushiguro turned away from you, covering his mouth, his shoulders were shaking and you knew that he was laughing too.
“He was big, wasn't he.” Itadori said, chuckling a little. You turned to face him again, and he didn’t seem to mind what you had said one bit. “I’m glad you’re fine though!”
A shaky breath escaped your lips. “Me too.”
“Shall we go then?” He asked, stepping closer to his previous spot beside you.
Fushiguro and Kugisaki nodded and began walking ahead again. You took your spot beside Itadori and walked beside him, looking over every once and while. He seemed to believe that stupid lie you made up, thankfully.
“You shouldn’t walk around the school like that. People will think you’re a pervert.” Fushiguro said from beside him.
Itadori looked down at his attire—he was clad in his bath towel that was wrapped around his waist. The showers weren’t far from the rooms anyway, so it wasn't a big deal. He did this all the time, walking back to his room naked, that is. The towel covered enough skin and it was a rarity for him to run into someone like this.
“Jealous that I’m more ripped than you?” Itadori said, smirking over at his friend.
A scoff left Fushiguro’s lips. “Yeah right. Girls like skinny boys too, you know.”
“Whatever you say…” he said, ignoring the steam practically escaping his friends’ ears.
Suddenly, Fushiguro stopped dead in his tracks and began patting all over himself. “Shit, forgot my phone in the bathroom. Don’t wait up for me.” He jogged back to where they came from and left Itadori alone in the hallway.
He let out a sigh and continued walking. “For someone so smart, he can be an airhead sometimes-”
“Ow.” A voice said from in front of him. The voice of the person who he had just walked into as he turned the corner of the hallway.
“Sorry [name], I wasn’t watching where I was going.” He chuckled.
You shook your head. “It’s fine! I did the same-huh?” He noticed your eyes go wide as you took a good look at him. You quickly brought your hands up to cover your eyes and took a step back. “Oh god, why…” Why does this always happen to me? You thought to yourself.
“Hm?” A confused look graced his features as he witnessed your reaction, then he looked down at himself. “Oh, don’t worry about this, it’s fine.”
“It’s not fine! You’re wearing only a towel!” Your eyes were still covered and your vision was full of darkness.
He took a step closer to you. “Why are you freaking out so much? It’s not like I’m naked… my junk is covered.”
Your face felt warm and you let out a silent scream. “Um… I’ll get going now! Sorry for bothering you.” You began to walk away, but you hit a wall; you removed your hands from your eyes and opened them slowly—it was not a wall.
“Why are you so uncomfortable?” He asked, leaning down close to you, causing you to step back and meet the wall—for real this time. “Is my body that repulsive that you can’t look at it?”
“Dont be stupid, Itadori.”
“I already am stupid, so you’re gonna have to tell me the truth or I’m gonna keep thinking that.” There was a hint of teasing in his voice, but his eyes were serious as they looked deep into yours.
Why. Why did this need to happen? You shouldn’t have drank that whole bottle of water—yeah, blame the water for this situation! If you hadn’t drank it, you wouldn’t need to go pee so bad, and then you wouldn’t have ended up trapped in the hallway by Itadori.
“I… I don’t like nudity.” Was all you could blurt out. What the fuck . “Yeah, so I’m really uncomfortable right now.” You had never wanted to slam your head against the wall so bad in your life.
He furrowed his eyebrows slightly. “But you were checking me out when I was shirtless a few days ago.”
It felt like a lightning bolt was stabbed through your body—since when was he observant? Or maybe you were just too obvious. “Um, well…”
“Just tell me the truth, [name].” He leaned closer, too close. “What’s the real reason you’re so flustered right now?” His lips were inches away from yours, and he seemed to be getting closer.
Your heart was beating out of your chest as you saw him close his eyes. This couldn’t be happening— what the fuck was happening. You quickly slid away from him and sprinted as fast as you could down the hallway towards the bathrooms. “I've gotta pee, see ya later!” You shouted, hoping that he heard you.
Itadori bumped his head against the wall and sighed. “Why does it always end up like this?”
You jumped out of your bed quickly at the sound of a knock on your door. You had sort of holed yourself up in the room for the past day—ever since that encounter with Itadori… Your brain felt fuzzy and messed up and frankly, you didn’t want to interact with people, which was completely fine.
Sluggishly, you walked to the door, opening it and wincing at how bright it was outside. Then, a figure blocked the light, and you wanted to slam the door as quickly as you could.
“[name]... can we talk?” Itadori was looking at you with great intent—those axolotl eyes were so hard to resist.
You nodded and stepped closer to him, leaning in the door frame. “What did you want to talk about?” You really hope that he didn’t notice how nervous you were—everywhere on your body felt warm and you hoped that you weren’t sweating.
There was a sad look on his face as he looked down to his feet. “Did-did I do something to you? You seem like you’re avoiding me, and I’d like to know what I did wrong.”
“Oh… no, you didn't do anything.” You smiled at him—it was forced, but at least it was something.
“We used to be pretty close, but now there's a distance. I may be dumb, but I notice stuff like that.” He brought a hand up to scratch the back of his neck awkwardly.
You felt a pang in your heart; you wondered if he stayed up thinking about what he had done wrong. “Do you want to come in?” You asked, stepping aside and pulling the door open more for him to come in.
Itadori nodded and slipped past you, entering your room. He stood beside your bed awkwardly, almost like he was afraid to sit on it. “You can sit… if you’d like.” You said quietly, taking a seat on the bed and tapping the spot beside you.
Itadori nodded and slowly sat beside you, running his hands up and down his pant legs nervously. “I want you to tell me what to do so things can be normal again.”
You looked over at him and were met with an intense gaze. “What do you mean?”
“I just want things to be fine between us… no more tension, no more awkwardness.”
You sighed and brought your hand up to your forehead. “I don't know if they can be, Yuuji.”
That made his heart stop. A defeated sigh escaped his lips and he pushed himself off the bed. “I’m really sorry, [name]. Whatever I did, I’m sorry.”
Before he could leave, you grabbed his wrist, causing him to look at you once more. “[name]?” You were blushing furiously.
“I-The reason I’m acting like this is because you’re too hot.” You blurted out, mentally facepalming at the fact that you had just said that. You wanted to confess to him, but were those really the best words to use?
“Huh?” He cocked his head to the side.
“When I saw you without a shirt that one day… it was too much for me.” You sighed, flopping down on your bed with an arm covering your eyes.
Itadori began to laugh—one where he was clutching his stomach and tears were almost spilling. You propped yourself up on your elbows and frowned at him. “This isn't funny. It's weird for me.”
Itadori was trying his best to hold in his laughter; he sat down on your bed next to you and smiled down at you. “It’s not weird. You’re a teenager, this stuff is completely natural. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about you like that too.”
Your cheeks instantly felt warm and you flipped over, shoving your face on the bed and kicking your legs in the air. Itadori chuckled from beside you. “You’re so attractive that I can't think straight.” You said, pushing off the bed and looking in his direction, only to see that he was laying down beside you now.
“Oh?” Was all he said.
He was so close to you. His body, face, everything. Itadori smiled and wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest. You could hear his heart beating rhythmically.
“Is this okay?” You heard him whisper into your hair.
“Yes.” You felt cold as Itadori pulled away and sat up, you did the same. His cheeks were the slightest amount of pink and the corners of his lips were turned up.
“Can I kiss you?” He asked, bringing a hand down to rest over top of your own.
You nodded, feeling warmth everywhere in your body. Itadori leaned in and pressed his lips softly against yours. Your eyes shut as you felt the contact, and he did the same. Soon, you felt his tongue swipe across your lip, then enter your mouth. It was a different sensation, but it felt nice. Itadori cupped your cheeks with his hands and pulled you even closer into him. Your eyes opening again as he set you down on your bed, hovering over top of you. His lips detached from yours and made their way to your neck. He nipped and sucked on your skin as you whimpered the faintest bit. He smiled to himself, and his hands began to roam up and down your hips. Your eyes widened as his hand reached the waistband of your pants.
Itadori must have noticed you tense up, so he quickly pulled away from you—his cheeks a bright red. “I’m sorry, I don’t want to do anything you don’t want… I got carried away.”
You shook your head. “No, I liked it. I want to do it...”
A smile graced his lips and he leaned down close to you again. “Really!?”
“Yeah, but I think I need to shower first, if that’s okay with you?”
Itadori leaned down and placed a kiss on your forehead. “Of course it’s okay… can I join you though?”