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Haikyuubu Chapter 82: The Fake Kita

next chapter should be about Shiratorizawa!

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Gojo-core

the afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting golden hues over the quiet streets as you strolled alongside nanami. the crisp air carried the distant hum of city life, but here, in this peaceful little corner, it was just the two of you.

then, a soft meow caught your attention.

your eyes darted around until you spotted a small tabby cat perched precariously on a high ledge of a brick wall. its tail twitched, ears flicking in distress.

“poor thing,” you murmured. before nanami could stop you, you were already climbing onto a lower ledge, reaching up to help the stranded feline.

“this is a bad idea,” nanami warned, but there was no real bite to his tone—just quiet concern as he stood below, watching your progress.

“i’ve got this,” you assured him, and after a bit of careful maneuvering, you managed to scoop up the trembling cat. “see? easy—”

then you looked down.

oh.

oh no.

you hadn’t realized how high you’d climbed until now, and suddenly, your legs felt weak. the brick wall, which had seemed so sturdy just moments ago, felt impossibly narrow beneath your feet.

“nanami,” you called, voice tight. “i think i made a mistake.”

he sighed, already holding out his arms. “of course you did. now jump.”

your grip on the cat tightened. “what if you don’t catch me?”

he looked at you, utterly unamused. “do you really think i’d let that happen?”

his steady, golden gaze rooted you in place, a silent promise laced in the calmness of his voice.

you hesitated. then—

your foot slipped.

for a split second, panic seized your chest as gravity yanked you down, but before you could even brace for impact, strong arms caught you with ease.

the force of the fall knocked the air from your lungs, but you were safe, cradled securely against nanami’s chest. the cat scrambled out of your arms and landed gracefully on the pavement, as if mocking your clumsiness.

nanami sighed again, but this time, it was more exasperation than real annoyance. “you’re reckless,” he muttered, but his arms remained firmly around you, holding you close.

you peered up at him sheepishly. “but you caught me.”

he huffed, eyes softening. “of course i did.”

he's so silly

that's why Gojo made Yuji's uniform like that

CHAT IS THIS REAL OR AN EDIT

♡ ⸝⸝ IT’S A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO SAVE LIVES

featuring. neurosurgeon!gojo | smut mdni, repost :p

neurosurgeon!gojo who you unknowingly meet in a bar on the night before your first day at your new job as a surgical intern. you didn’t really intend to get as drunk as you did, and you didn’t intend to kiss the really cute guy at the bar who had your attention all night. but, you more than definitely didn’t intend to bring him back to your apartment

“oh- fuck.”, you mewl as he continues pounding into your overstimulated pussy, his hand wrapped gently around your neck with the other roughly grabbing onto the plush of your hips. his brows were furrowed as he chases both of your highs with his own faint whimpers, his movements just so perfectly hitting your g-spot as you wrap your legs around his waist and throwing your head back because of the pure euphoria this man you had just met was giving you

neurosurgeon!gojo who wakes up in your bed the next morning, feeling so confused after you just shook his peacefully sleeping figure awake, ranting on at him

“so yeah, you need to leave.”, was the only thing he managed to clock onto after you had been rambling on about something. being late for your first day of work was it? all while he was still figuring out where he was for a second. he thinks you’re cute, though, trying to rush him out of your apartment. can’t say he’s ever had that happen to him before

neurosurgeon!gojo who does eventually leave after you got into the shower with you thinking that was it and you’d never see this ridiculously attractive stranger again

neurosurgeon!gojo who is described as a genius on your first day at work as a surgical intern, as one of the best surgeons in the country. some even would go as far to say the world. you were just so excited to meet and potentially work with him! especially with your interest to specialise in neurosurgery

neurosurgeon!gojo who makes some time in his busy schedule to talk to all the new surgical interns as head of neurosurgery and give some insight and advice to his new colleagues

neurosurgeon!gojo who sees you as he’s talking, his breath caught in his throat and stumbling on his words which go unnoticed by absolutely no one. you sharply inhale, knowing you had just slept with the head of neurosurgery just twelve hours ago - god, was this gonna cause a conflict of interest?

“oh my god, do you know the dr. gojo?”, one of your fellow interns ask as you feel your face heat up in embarrassment, shaking your head and pretending like you’ve never seen this man, when the night before he was eight inches deep inside you

neurosurgeon!gojo who after the talk with the interns, pulls you to the side with a cheeky grin on his face as he mentions the night before while you stand there awkwardly with your hands clasped together

neurosurgeon!gojo who then shamelessly asks you out to dinner, only to be met with your furrowed brows and stern voice telling him that it was inappropriate. he was basically your boss, who was several years older than you at that. not to mention that you’d both get fired if anyone was to find out

neurosurgeon!gojo who takes your rejection as a game, continuing to flirt with you shamelessly any chance he got despite the eye rolls and heavy sighs you met him with

neurosurgeon!gojo who chases you for the next month, even letting you assist in his surgeries after finding out how interested in neurosurgery you were. you wondered if he was simply playing favourites

“did you let me assist because we slept together?”, you ask bluntly, just ripping the bandaid off. “hm? yes i did.”, he admits with a shrug. “do you not realise how inappropriate that is?”, you scoff. “well, that’s what you wanted me to say, wasn’t it? that i chose you because you’re my favourite.” there’s a pause, “i chose you because i thought you were the most capable. believe it or not, i know how to do my job.”

neurosurgeon!gojo who you soon realise isn’t as bad as you originally thought as you continue working with him, his cocky demeanour slipping every so often where you see a genuinely selfless and kind hearted man who just simply wants to save lives

neurosurgeon!gojo who asks you out for a drink, one drink, he says, simply to celebrate a successful surgery on a case that had a 20% chance of survival after your assist with him

neurosurgeon!gojo who is so delightfully surprised when you say yes, his constant days of chasing you finally moving in the direction he wanted, even if it was minimal

neurosurgeon!gojo who ends up buying you both multiple drinks, just as you knew would happen. the both of you were so giggly as you stumble out the bar together, your hand resting on his chest whilst his arm was wrapped around your shoulder

neurosurgeon!gojo who decides to take his chances, the liquid courage definitely hitting his head a little too hard, and pulls you in slowly as he places a small and sweet kiss on your lips, completely taking you by surprise

neurosurgeon!gojo who apologises profusely once he sees your shocked reaction, thinking he’s just fucked up the good night you both were having together

neurosurgeon!gojo who is shut up by you, pulling his shirt so he’s down to your level and roughly kissing him again, the previous worries you had before completely gone and the only thing on your mind was him, and just maybe that mind blowing sex he gave you the first night you met

“take me home?”, you ask as gojo catches on to the real meaning behind your words, smiling to himself as he nods with butterflies in his stomach. maybe his hard work flirting with you had finally paid off

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yall I can’t do this. I can’t do this. I CANNOT FUCKING DO THIS!!! Bro I’m already crying and it hasn’t even happened yet, nanami don’t deserve this, and I truly don’t think I can watch it. I’m bout to skip the rest of the episode cause I don’t even wanna see him fighting like this with the left side of his body completely ruined.