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Okkotsu has never been religious by any means and he’s always planned to stick down that path, after all, religion never mixes in well with his line of work.
Okkotsu has never been religious by any means until he sees you, serving Nanami his usual order in a cafe across the street, you’re pretty, really pretty is one of the first thoughts that come to his mind when he lays eyes on you.
Maybe he’ll visit you on another day.
Okkotsu is not a religious man by any means but for some odd reason the sight of you doesn’t leave his mind, instead, it plagues him like how angels plague dreams to whisper hints about the future in a person's dreams.
The next time he spots you is when he’s walking around with Maki, Megumi, and Toge, you’re outside watering the plants that decorate the outside of the cafe.
“That’s the girl?” Maki glances over at Yuuta who is already staring your way, feeling the gaze of numerous people you turn and face the group of teenagers, and you wave.
“She, she waved at me?” Yuuta looks appalled when you wave and smile only to turn around and continue watering the flora.
“No shit sherlock, go say hey don’t be weird.” Maki gives him a playful shove while he looks over at Toge for help, “Salmon Roe,” Toge mutters through his mask and Megumi nods in agreement.
“Just go over there and say hi,” Megumi encourages, Yuuta ponders for a bit, “Fine, Maki can you at least come with me? I don’t want it to be awkward,” Maki gives an audibly annoyed sigh, “Oh my god, you’re actually pathetic, let’s go.” Maki waits for the cars to stop zooming through the street before walking the road with Yuuta behind her.
“Remember; don’t make an ass out of yourself.” she reminds Yuuta once more before taking the final steps onto the other sidewalk.
Busying yourself with wiping the windows clean and making sure the outside was aesthetically pleasing to your boss’s liking you were unaware of the couple approaching behind you.
“Uh, um, hi! I mean hello,” turning your attention away from the window and instead, to where the sound was coming from you met with a strangely cute couple, both had raven hair except the boy seemed terrifyingly timid whereas the girl has unwavering confidence.
“Hi, hello, how can I help you both?” you smile at the couple before stuffing the washcloth halfway into your apron pocket, “Um, well, I uh.” Yuuta stammers over his words and Maki merely glances at his embarrassment before doing him an unasked but much-needed favor.
“Hey uh,” she glances at your name tag that's attached to the light brown button-up you wear as a uniform shirt, “Hey listen l/n, this guy Okkotsu over here thinks your cool and wants to know if you wanna hang out sometime?” she shoves her hands in her jacket pockets.
“Uh well I don’t really know either of you and I’m working right now so maybe another time?” you tried letting the couple off easily, “T-that’s fine, that's great! Maybe another time though?” he was somehow glad you declined his offer, he was nowhere mentally prepared to hang out with you.
“Alright, see you guys later, maybe” you turned around to continue with your work.
“So, how’d it go?” Megumi was the first to ask, “Lame, she couldn’t even stand his lameness, told him maybe next time.” she snickered while Yuuta stared at the floor hoping it would swallow him whole.
“Mustard leaf?” Inumaki chimed in, “Yeah, I’m good Toge thanks,” Yuuta smiled.
Okkotsu isn’t a religious man nor is he a creep but ever since that day he finds himself more and more in search of you, at first it was minor things like how whenever he was on the street where you worked he would look for you, and it worked, he wasn’t obsessed with you but he was just curious , yeah that was all.
Curious is what he told himself when he searched the deep depths of every social media platform in search of you.
He believes that he’s only curious when he accidentally scrolls too far down your Instagram and finds your beach pictures, the pictures of you in skimpy bathing suits.
He doesn’t dare follow any of your accounts though, not when you hardly know him at least.
“Stop being a loser and ask her to hang out,” Maki sighs, “A-alright, I’ll do that!” Yuuta exclaims with nervousness.
The next time he sees you he relates you to a deity of some kind, the sun is setting and golden hues fade over the city, you're wiping down tables inside the shop and you look peaceful , he’s not sure what possessed him but he finds himself crossing the street and walking through the glass doors.
The jingles of bells take you out of your trance and you take out your airpods, quickly placing them in their case.
“Hello, how can I help you?” you ask while finishing up your cleaning, “Um, hey, it’s me Okkotsu, from a few weeks ago, you might not remember me but um,” he begins to fidget with the edge of his shirt.
“Oh, your that guy who came here with your girlfriend right? Asked me to hang out or something like that?” you recall while walking behind the counter, “G-girlfriend?! N-no, no you got it all wrong! She’s just a friend that’s all there is to it, I swear!” he stutters over his words and his face flushes a bright strawberry red.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to accuse it's just when you both approached me you guys looked like a couple.”
“No it's fine, you don’t need to apologize.”
You hum in acknowledgment, “So why’d you come right when we’re closing up?”
“Why’d I come?” he ponders that thought for a minute and really can’t come up with a good enough answer that won't scream creepy or stalker, “Um well, I came here because I wanted to try out your pastries, I didn’t know you guys would be closing,” pleasebelievethislieifyoudon’tiseriouslymightdie , he prays.
Wait a minute, Okkotsu Yuuta an agnostic atheist, for the first time in years, prayed?..
“Well, you might wanna hurry up and order something then,” you hummed from behind the counter.
“Um I’ll have the uh the strawberry crepes?” he stammered over his words, “Sure if you’ll just give me a minute…. That’ll be $10.75” you spoke from behind the cash register, he quickly fumbled to get his wallet out and handed you $12. “Um keep the change,” he muttered meekly, “Uh okay.”
He sits down at a table you haven’t cleaned yet and waits for his order, “So, what are you doing all the way out here?”
“What?”, “You know what I mean, Gojo told me, Jujutsu Tech is pretty far out from here but yet I see you almost every week, how come?”
fuckfuckfukfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckI’mscrewed !
He begins to mentally curse himself for his stupidity, “How’d you know about jujutsu tech? And how do you know Gojo?” he’s desperately trying to change the conversation.
“He’s my uncle???” visible confusion washes over the both of you, “He’s your uncle?” he asks like you didn’t just say that.
“That’s what I just said, yes,” you repeat while finishing the topping for the crepe.
“That’s cool?” fuck what do I say to that? And my hands are getting sweaty too damn it!
“Here’s your order, Okkotsu.” you place the plate down in front of him along with a fork and wait for him to take a bite.
“Do you like it?” you hum while propping your elbow on the table and leaning your head on your hand, “Yeah, it’s good” he muffles through a mouth full of sweetness.
He finishes his plate and decides that he’ll just wait for you to finish closing up shop outside.
“Done?” he turns his head towards you while simultaneously shoving his hand in his pocket.
“Mhm, all finished.” He takes a look at you and he thinks this is the first time he’s seen you without your work clothes on, he wonders what’d you look like with no clothes on.
“Uh, um, are you ready to go?” you hum, “mhm let’s go.”
While he was eating the two of you had a pleasant conversation about almost anything, it varied from favorite foods to top ten movies, favorite colors, and which artist you liked best.
“Here I am,” you both stopped in front of the apartment complex, “Alright, um goodnight l/n!” you're already walking up the stairs at this point but you don’t forget to turn around and wave.
Yuuta Okkotsu isn’t religious by any means but he’s positive when he met you he also met a goddess.