Change Of Heart - Choso Kamo X Reader

Just my type

Including: Gojo, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, Toji, Yuuji, Megumi, and special guest Toge!

Synopsis: they find out they weren’t your “type”

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teacher gojo finger fucking teacher!reader in a storage closet

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

“shhhhh,” gojo whispers in your ear, pressing his hand harder against your mouth. you gripped his wrist that was working between your legs for leverage as he fucks his fingers inside you.

the only sound you could hear was the wet mess between your legs, the sound only getting louder the longer he went on. gojo’s chest is pressed right against your back, and you can hear just how hard he’s breathing. his chest is rising as falling as fast as yours, and you swear you can hear him let out moans of his own.

“hurry sweetie, i have a class to teach in five minutes.” he teases, kissing the side of your ear. you narrowed your eyes and tried to speak against his hand, but he refused to move it. HE was the one who dragged you into the storage closet and ambushed you like an animal in heat.

your legs squeezed around his wrist when he flicked his thumb out to rub your clit, helping you cum faster. “this is what you need, right?” he whispers, his voice so close to your ear you tilt your head away at the ticklishness. “yeah, this is what you needed. i’ll keep touching it for you.”

you leaned your head back against his chest, breathing hard through your nose as gojo gives you exactly what you needed. you can feel how hard he is behind you, but he doesn’t even so much as push his erection against you. it could be self control, or it could be him ready to burst in his pants at any moment.

when you feel it rising, you tap his arm and grip his forearm with both of your hands, hard. gojo doesn’t slow down in the slightest, and you can feel his muscles flexing under your fingers. gojo presses his chin on the top of your head and looks down at his fingers in your pants, making a loud mess between them.

he’s breathing heavily with you, his sounds louder than your own. and when he crooks his fingers inside you and hits that sweet spot, it’s over. you crumble when your orgasm washes over you. gojo holds your body tight against him, one arm wrapped around your torso to keep you up, and one knee between your legs to keep you spread for him.

“yeah, just like that.” he whispers out of breath, working you through it. “god, you’re dripping.” his voice is so heady and rough, and he doesn’t slow down his fingers until he’s milked the last drop of your orgasm out of you. gojo pulls out his fingers and spins you around, hugging you to the side of his body with one arm.

you’re unsteady on your feet, face flushed and head out of it as you place your hand on his abdomen and hug him for support. he ruffles your hair sits his chin before quickly making work of his pants. “this won’t take long.” he smiles, winking at you before returning to the buttons on his pants.

he makes quick work of them, pulling out his incredibly hard cock, it’s so wet in the dim lighting it looks like he’s already cum. his smile morphs into a euphoric expression, and your mouth opens in suprise when after three jerks of his hand, his cum is already shooting from his dick.

his abs are flexing under your hands and shaking with the intensity of it. he has to bite his lip to keep his moans at bay, at the moment he finishes he’s smiling at looking down at you with that handsome expression. “told you it wouldn’t take long.”

how they'd react when you wanted to sleep on the couch... just because.

fluff. light-hearted ft. gojo, nanami, sukuna, suguru, toji, choso

satoru

“baby scooch over.” a whispered voice along with a gentle nudge on the shoulder woke you from your dozed off state. “hmm?” you mumbled out, blinking your terribly heavy lids open although to no avail they’re begging to keep themselves shut. satoru glanced at you with a frown on his eyes with a pillow held close to his body. “scooch over baby,” he pleaded, kneeling beside the couch you’re currently lying on.

“go back to bed toru,” you said softly, tugging your blanket closer. “but you’re not there,” he whined, intertwining his hand with yours as he attacked it with kisses, not letting you go back to sleep, especially if it’s without him. “i thought you said you’re going to be fine?” you asked, jogging the memory of him being all smug while saying you could do whatever you wanted. “that was not me, i would never say that,” he said promptly and goodness you didn’t know before someone’s lips could turned that much downward. you chuckled breathily, knowing this will happen sooner or later.

you scooted over on the big couch, leaving him the space he’d been begging for. you could have sworn you heard a squeal before you’re wrapped in satoru’s warm hold, his head resting snugly atop of yours. “no sleeping on here anymore. not without me,” he said into your hair, kissing it softly.

❀

nanami

“but why, love?” he asked, having a hard time comprehending your wish to sleep alone on the living room only because... you randomly wanted to? you chuckled looking at his bewildered face, an expression of someone who’s probably racking his brain upside down thinking that he’s done something wrong. “ken, i promise it’s just because i feel like it and no reason other than that.” you cupped his face, planting a soft kiss on his nose.

nanami looked a little relieved, albeit sullen, hesitant in asking whether he could invite himself in or you wanted a little time for yourself. and when it’s finally time to sleep it’s becoming more obvious that your lover wasn’t going to make it easy for you.

“need any more blanket honey?” he asked tapping the head of the couch as he stood there a tad nervous, knowing full well you got everything you needed since he insisted to be the one to prepare it. pillows, blanket, a hot drink, he’s got it all for you. “i’m perfect here, ken. you can go to bed,” you said with a reassuring smile, yet it did the opposite effect to the man.

“can i be here until you sleep, my love? it’s just that i feel like i wouldn’t be able to rest properly until i see you do the same.” he stroke your cheek softly with his thumb, and when you leaned into his touch he knew he’s gone for you. that there’s no way he could be asleep if he went back to the bedroom in that moment—unless you’re with him, of course. though, he didn’t say this, he just continued combing through your strands of hair, loving the peaceful expression on your face.

and unfortunately for the blond man, when it comes to these things his thoughts were written all over his face. you already caught on the fact that he wanted to lie down with you there yet his wish in prioritizing your wants refrained him from speaking his. you laughed a little, feeling a burst of fondness towards the tall man.

“on a second thought, can you sleep here with me ken?” he moved as quick as the sentence ended, already making his way under the blanket. he sneaked a hand around your waist, pressing your body closer against him. “i was kind of hoping you’d ask,” he mumbled, slightly embarrassed. you snuggled closer to his chest, feeling utmost comfort as he rubbed your back gently.

“i know.”

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sukuna

not even ten minutes in trying to sleep on the said couch, sukuna had already carried you back towards your shared bedroom.

“but-“

“no.”

he put you on the bed gently, then he draped a blanket over as he tucked you in. sukuna has that look of a man who’s determined in keeping you there, and you already knew it’s a fight you could not win thus, you turned for another plan instead: pouting.

even until he got beside you as he rested his big hand on your stomach, you refused to look at him, crossing your hands in front of your chest. he sighed, “give me one good reason i should let you sleep out there,” he said exasperatedly. “cause i want some me time?” you claimed. even you weren’t sure why you’re battling him so hard on this.

“then have it here in this bed with me. you’ll get all cold later and cling to me later anyways. i’m just speeding up the process.” he replied, already closing his eyes.

“what a strange way of saying you couldn’t sleep without me,” you said, with a grin on your face. the feeling of his thumb moving against your skin brought you immense comfort, your impulsive plan long forgotten.

“if you already knew that then quit making it harder for me, brat.”

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toji

he stared at you who’s already making yourself comfortable on the couch, amused. “looking cozy there,” he said with a grin, a face of someone who’s up to no good. “yeah, it’s actually not ba-“ the sentence was cut off was your own squeal, toji had picked you up as he took your lying down position and put you top of him.

“you could’ve just asked first!” you fumed, hitting his bicep—which did more to you and it did him, how could one even get their muscle to be as hard as that? he just chuckled in response, putting a hand around your waist. “sorry doll, got too excited,” he said lazily, already seemed all happy, like he had all he needed.

and he did, with you close to him resting your head on his chest, knowing that you loved counting his heartbeat. the man was truly content.

“we really should get a bigger couch,” you mumbled. we should get everything you wanted, toji thought. but it’d be a bit much to say in the moment so instead he just continued rubbing your sides until you dozed off, plunging into the dream land.

“sleep.”

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suguru

“whatcha got there baby?” he asked, an easy smile on his face. there’s really no day with you where you didn’t make him tilt his head questioningly. “’m going to sleep here tonight,” you said, fluffing the pillow before lying down on it comfortably.

“okay, where’s mine then?”

“your what?”

“my pillow. you didn’t bring mine along yours?”

“oh well i just thought you’d want to sleep in the bed anyway?” you replied, and suguru looked like you just insulted him deeply. the couch dipped, he then lied down beside you on the same pillow, making him extra close as he embraced you. “i sleep where you sleep baby, you make me this way. i can no longer rest when i don’t get to hold you close like this,” he said softly, tucking your hair behind your ear.

you have a big smile on your face as he said this, inhaling his familiar scent as you put your arms around him. “that better not be a complaint,” you said, cuddling closer to the man.

“never.” he kissed your temple.

❀

choso

it seriously look like it killed him when he had to walk away from the room, leaving you to sleep by yourself on the couch. his steps were excruciatingly slow, taking as much time as he could in case you changed your mind.

“cho?” you almost laughed looking at the way he perked up, a hopeful expression on his face. “can you turn off the light on your way?” and it almost felt too cruel the way the sparkle on his eyes dimmed, his shoulders beyond slumped. he then practically had to drag his own feet before letting out a small nod.

you chuckled, couldn’t keep up with the teasing anymore. “i’m kidding baby, do you wanna get in here?” you lifted up the blanket, patting the empty space next to you. it was the fastest you’ve ever seen him, as he’s beside you in no time.

he clinged to you tightly, like he’s making sure as much of his skin made contact with yours, a satisfied smile on his face. his hair tickled your neck nicely, as you traced the area below his eye with back of your finger.

“next time you want something just ask, cho.”

₊˚ෆ HOW TOJI DEALS WITH OTHER MEN LIKING YOU <3

Tw- breeding, mentions of violence (not towards you), video recording. Not proofread

“Nuh uh don't hide this fucking pussy, show him how much you're creamin’ on my cock, don’t go all shy on me darling”. Toji laughed mockingly, his large hand effortlessly clasping both of your wandering wrists above your head to prevent any escape while using your phone to zoom in on the icky view of the mess between your mellowed thighs.

A streak of milky wetness glistened all over his massive cock, cascading down to his aching balls that were being captured in the filthy mess anyways because of how it's continuously slamming against your asshole that was coated with the cream that seeped out your gooey cunt.

"Fuck yeah, ya see that? See how this cute little pussy is wetting my dick? She sure as hell must be fucking loving it to be making this hell of a mess," he declared proudly. His deep, husky laugh resonated throughout the room, leaving no doubt that Toji was most likely losing his mind over the situation.

A few minutes earlier you told him about the guy from your class who confessed his feelings to you and you’re very uncertain about how to respond so you asked your boyfriend for some advice and well he decided to matters into his own hands.

“Tojii.. l-let go!” You cried out, attempting to dig your nails into his wrists as if that would make any difference, considering how fucking strong he is that it made your efforts almost laughably worthless.

“Nah don't think I want to darling, this fucker needs to know who the hell you belong to” he gritted his teeth at the thought of the guy even having the audacity to think you'd date him. You're all his and he would go to extreme lengths to ensure it remains that way.

The two of you were undeniably meant for each other and there was no fucking way in hell Toji would let some random fucker take you away from him.

“You wish this was you huh? Too fucking bad it's all mine to stuff and fuck, she belongs to me. Keep texting her and I’ll find you and bash your stupid fucking head in. Ya hear me?”. His brutal words cut through the air with a sharp edge, conveying possessiveness and veiled threats. It reverberated loudly, ensuring every detail was captured in the recording that the guy will be listening to soon after this.

His voice was deeper and harsher than normal, making your little cunt flutter even more around his stiffened shaft.

Which he obviously picked up on. “Ohhh you're such a slutty fucking whore baby, who am I kidding.” his grip on your bruised hands tightened. Threatening to leave more red, angry marks as he buckled his hips harshly into your ruined pussy. The force of his hips as he pushed into you aggressively showed literally no mercy.

“You’ll never fucking leave me, you're too fucking obsessed that your little cunt is twitching around me to the thought of me killing another man for you huh?”.

“N-no—” you stammered, turning your head away to look the other direction which made his grin widen even more as he playfully licked the faded scar on his lips because it had always been an indication of you lying whenever you looked away from him like that.

“Aww, that's fine doll," he murmured softly, his gaze unwavering as he directed the phone towards your fucked out face. His body sank deeper, inching downwards until his face hovered mere inches from your own. "you know what I'm thinking?”.

You peered your eyes at him and held contact in sheer curiosity.

“I’ll just breed this pretty fucking pussy and fuck a baby into you, how's that sound? Huh? You'll be such a good Mommy to our kid” his breath is now fanning against your face. Your body quivered at the thought, a deep longing stirring within you.

The thought of his suggestion made you moan, not just a normal moan. There's no particular way to describe it but the thought of that made your mind blurry and hazed. You and Toji always talked about having children in a few years but there's no harm in one now.

His possessiveness drove you crazy. Sure you knew Toji wasn’t a saint or an angel because at the end of the day, he murdered people for a living and because of that alone— he knew about the lonesome dangers of the world so he’s extremely overprotective and you’d loved every bit of it.

The thought of Toji even thinking you’d leave him for anyone else was an insult towards you because both of you were perfect for each other in every way possible.

“Y-yes! yes please, wanna carry your baby!” you babbled over and over, nodding your head like some stupid bitch as he proudly smirked at your reaction in amusement. “Yeah? Want me to make you a mommy? Get you pregnant so you'll be all full and swollen? Then everyone is gonna fucking know who you belong to”. The glint in Toji’s eyes was so dark, that it almost had you scared for a moment.

“Yesyesyes, please, m’so desperate Toji, fill me up–” you whimpered, tears glistening in your eyes as you pleaded fervently.

“Yeah fuck that, y’know what—” he mumbled to himself with a brief pause to stop the recording on his phone and swiftly hitting the "send" button to the guy that’s currently and patientlyyy waiting for your response in the chat. He casually tossed the device to the side and embraced you tightly, his strong arms enveloping you and wrapped around your neck to hug you before vigorously slamming his hips into you in an intense pace.

Unfortunately, the poor guy never had the chance to witness the adorable blessing you and Toji shared several months later because your boyfriend assassinated him on his way home the very next afternoon because he tried to speak to you again in person.

3AM sukuna underestimated just how much sleep he'd lose after having a kid (dad!sukuna x fem!reader)

the soft pitter patter of your baby's feet was enough to alert his senses. he didn't move—didn't even open his eyes—but his ears were tuned to the sound of your daughter's heavy breathing and the occasional babble.

he could hear her fiddle with the drawer handles, a soft rumble causing her to hum as she pulled the drawer out. a thud meant she bumped into it as she drew closer, messing around with the paper and cords inside.

he peeked one eye open. you were fast asleep beside him, and he was inclined to keep it that way. he didn't like to see his woman exhausted and seconds away from falling flat on her face because his little girl was, apparently, nocturnal.

"mama." she huffed as she finally turned her attention to the bed, fussing as she attempted to climb up.

he sighed. that was his cue.

he groaned as he rolled over, peering over your resting body at his daughter. she paused for a second, staring up at him with those shiny eyes that reminded him so much of you.

he raised an eyebrow.

she ignored his judgement and bounced in place, stretching her arms out to be picked up. "mama."

"mama's sleeping." he grumbled.

oh. oh, no. she didn't like that. she pouted, eyebrows furrowing in what seemed to be anger. her fingers curled into tiny fists and sukuna's lips twitched upwards in amusement. how adorable.

"mama." she said more adamantly.

he glared right back. "if you're coming back up here, you're gonna go to sleep."

whether she understood or not, she kept fussing to be picked up. he rolled his eyes and scooped her into his arms, rolling onto his back. baby was on his chest, leaning up so that she was sitting upright.

sukuna held onto her back, in case she toppled over and fell over like the bobblehead she was. "lie down."

"no." she chirped, looking out the window at the moon against the midnight blue.

"sleep."

"no."

he scrunched up his face. his life was much easier before she learned that word.

growing bored of the night sky, your baby rolled off sukuna's chest, scooting her way through the mess of sheets over to you. she glanced back at him as if to see if he was watching.

he gave her a look, observing her carefully. "don't you wake her up," he warned, propping his head up by his elbow.

her round eyes showed no trace of acknowledgment before she turned back to face you. there was a pause before her hand lifted in the air.

"okay." he sighed, catching the tiny hand in his before she slapped you awake. "come on."

she whined, writhing in his grip as he pulled her off the bed by the leg, dangling her in front of his face. "you really are little menace, aren't you?" he scoffed, flipping her over and holding her just like you taught him to.

she just babbled as her finger pulled at her mouth, the other hand resting on his shoulder.

he dragged his feet out the bedroom, into the kitchen. "what is it that you want, hm?" he rifled through the cupboards and pantry tiredly. "want a cookie?"

she squealed happily and pat his shoulder, a good enough answer for him to pull the package out. he dropped onto the couch, handing her one.

she nibbled on it, the chocolate staining her hands and mouth. he watched her fondly. to think he'd have a child of his own still confused him to this day. for all his wrongs, he must have done something right.

"wan' one?" she slurred, holding up the half-spit cookie to him.

"...no." he said plainly, though he did pick up a new cookie and took a bite out of it. might as well, he thought.

his eyes drooped until he felt his cookie being snatched out of his hand, replaced by the spitty cookie with most of its icing dug off.

"daddy take that one." she giggled, feasting upon her new cookie.

sukuna... what could he do? he ate that thing.

when you woke up the morning after, you just shook your head at the sight—your daughter resting on your husband's chest, cookie crumbs and chocolate smears all over the both of them. fast asleep. sugar coma.

you saved that picture for later <3

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

⋆｡˚୨୧˚｡⋆ — He holds you tightly in his arms, his milky seed dribbling out of you as he nuzzles into you.

Choso laid next to you, his strong arms wrapped around you with his head nestled against the back of your shoulder as his milky seed dribbled out of your ruined cunt. The two of you were cuddling after he'd fucked you so hard, so well, that you couldn't walk right. His breath was ragged, still catching up from the intense sex session the two of you had just enjoyed.

Your mind was in a haze. Your eyes were closed, but you couldn't bring yourself to drift off into slumber. You were so warm and safe, wrapped in his arms. You never wanted to move again, “Mn'Choso~” you called softly.

“Hmm?” he hummed, his voice ever so sweet like honey.

“I love-hah~!”

He squeezed you tightly, burying his face further into your back, “Love you so much,”gently thrusting his cock inside you once again to make sure his cum stayed deep inside you. His hips ground against yours, moving slowly and deeply inside of you as he tried to coax more cum out of himself to fill your womb, “please, I beg you, Kitten... Let me fill you again~”.

Your eyes rolled back as his thick cock hit all the right spots inside of you. It was so easy to let him take over your body and have his way with you.

It was so easy to say yes.

His hips snapped forward, slamming his cock against your cervix with a groan. His grip around you tightened, holding you like a lifeline. He had never known love before, never knew what it was like to have a warm body pressed against him.

He could never get enough of you, would never get enough of you. You were everything to him. He would gladly spend the rest of his life giving himself to you, making you feel good, worshipping your body.

You were so beautiful, so perfect.

So soft.

So warm.

So full of his cum.

So full of his cock.

He loved you.

He loved you so much.

And he’d never let you go~ ♡

Girl imagine

Reader not knowing mark is invincible and waiting for a whole hour for Mark to come to their date, where he promised to go to a concert of her fav band. Waiting and waiting at the entrance, the band already half finished before Mark finally arrives, out of breath, thinking she'll be really angry again, but instead she's tearing up.

Would he instantly reveal himself? Tell her he'll make it up? Fly her to bands the next concert? Omg

Ooooh I thought of this, because I'm a frustrated cryer and I can't help it

Mark expects you to yell, insult, or even slap him, but instead he hears you sniffle when you turn away and his heart shatters. You're wiping away tears telling him to forget it and you're tired and just wanna go home and he insists on apologising or at least talking to you.

He wishes he could tell you "Hey, I'm that superhero Invincible! That's why I was late! I was getting clobbered!" But that would put you at risk, but this is worse. God, it's so much worse. He wishes the earth could just swallow him up now, the sweetest girl who looked at him like he put the stars in the sky, and he made you cry.

He sees you try to speak, voice your frustrations about how he could've at least told you if he'd be late so you wouldn't stand outside like a weirdo while your favorite band was playing all the songs he remembers you showing him, the songs you had him listen to with an expectant smile on your face.

But it's ok, he can salvage this. That's what Mark keeps telling himself while he tries to coax you to let him come to you, let him hug you so you could cry into his shoulder— but you shove him away, that hurt worse than any punch.

He couldn't do anything but listen as you vented your frustrations to him, crying harshly as the anger from all the previous times he was late came crashing down on you; you forced a smile and told him it was okay everytime, not this time. This was supposed to be a night between you two, you hated yourself for being vulnerable enough to share something you enjoyed with someone who didn't care.

Mark had a feeling he'd regret telling you why he's really late, or that you wouldn't believe him, but if it meant finally opening your eyes to his 'job' and being honest with you, so you wouldn't feel like he doesn't prioritise you, so he wouldn't be the reason for your tears, he'd do it.

"Look, I'll tell you everything, okay?" He finally spoke between your heaving and sniffling, coming closer and lowering his voice. "No more secrets, I promise. Just... come with me, okay? I'll tell you in private."

Odysseus: *Has sex with his with the moment he get's back, has a set of twins.+

Athena: *Comes to see the twins and bless them*

Odysseus: *Unable to keep his hands off his wife*

Athena: *Comes down just to smack Odysseus* Stop breeding!

CHOSO who loves when you wear eyeliner. he hates making you cry— worries him to his core every time he does— but as he’s fucking you right now, tears forming at the brims of your eyes, smearing your makeup every so slightly, he thinks this is the way life’s supposed to be.

CHOSO who brings a finger up to your lashes, wiping away the wet as he continues to go impossibly deeper in you. he brings his thumb down, dragging the liner down your cheeks.

CHOSO who whines at how much of a mess you look. he loses himself in the fact he’s doing this to you. his movements become sloppier, eyes locked on yours and how much bigger and brighter they look right now.

CHOSO who cums making eye contact with you before he drops his head into the crook of your neck, crying too because you just feel too good. “i love you, i love you, i love you.”

CHOSO who grabs you a towel and cotton pads. he cleans you up top to bottom, cleaning any cum from you, and wiping all the excess makeup from your face before he presses a slow kiss to the corner of your temple.

A Love Unlike Any Other

There’s this theory going on that the Fourth Sister is supposed to marry the Destined One (?), and I got inspired to write smth about it (except she’s more of a girl’s girl here bc x reader ykyk).

“Do you like him?”

There was a slight regret that came from your stupid decision to find some fresh air, even if you were just literally standing right outside of the abandoned shack your monkey friend had searched for a night rest. But it was mostly confusion, because why would this yaoguai ask about your feelings for the Destined One?

Or maybe she was testing you so she’d have the justification to attack you? Quite a convoluted way, you must admit, but it just meant she was more strategic in her way. And, thus, more dangerous.

“Why are you asking me that?” you asked cautiously, frowning.

“Just answer it.”

You hesitated. Should you wake up the monkey? But you felt bad for disturbing his rest, and after everything he’d done today, he totally deserved it.

The woman sighed.

“It’s not a trap question, so there’s no need to be so wary. I’m simply curious about the matter.”

Again, you didn’t know why it concerned her. Could it be that she liked him somehow? A love at first sight? Still, you supposed there was no harm in taking the bait, if not to assert your innocence.

“No, we’re just friends.”

She narrowed her eyes skeptically. You were always curious about the black tear trails on her cheeks, or why she looked so different from her more colorful sisters, but you weren’t bold enough to ask.

“Truly?”

“Truly.”

“And yet, that’s not what he thinks about you, is it?” she mumbled.

Your frown deepened.

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“If you pay more attention to your surroundings, you’ll know what I mean, human.”

“I don’t understand. Why are you asking me all this? Do you… do you like him or something?”

The female yaoguai fell silent. Somewhere, the crickets chirped, worsening the tension between you two. You cowered against the wall beside the door, fearing that you’d offended her somehow. What if you’d just given her a reason to attack you?

Then, suddenly, she withdrew. Her gloomy appearance seemed to merge with the darkness in this spider-infested place.

“Try to keep your distance from him, for his love is unlike any other.”

“Wait!” you exclaimed, outstretching your hand despite trying to efface yourself just now. “Please don’t go!”

But she only ignored your calls and disappeared into the shadows. You stared at the place she once stood in a mixture of confusion and dread.

“[Name].”

You squeaked in surprise and whirled around, seeing the Destined One standing in the now opened door. He was frowning; a typical expression on him, but directed at you, it felt like he was suspecting you of something.

“Who were you talking to?”

“Nobody.” you replied quickly. “Let’s just… go inside, shall we?”

Unfortunately, he was unconvinced with your answer because he refused to budge at your desperate entry to the shack.

“Why are you outside in the first place? You already know it’s dangerous, especially at night-time.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to worry you. I just… wanted some fresh air.”

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“Yes.”

A pair of dark eyes beheld you, emphasized by light brown eyebrows. The yaoguai’s advice echoes in your mind – about you needing to be more aware of your surroundings – until it dawned on you that it wasn’t the first time he’d stared at you like this. Occasionally, you’d feel the prickly sensation of someone’s eyes on you. And when you did catch him in the act, you merely thought he was trying to search for an injury on you instead.

The realization only served to unsettle you as you gulped and looked down.

“Don’t do that again.”

You nodded frantically, unnerved by the particular sternness in his warning. In that moment, you felt like a child being scolded by her father.

Finally, the Destined One stepped aside, allowing you entry. You lied down and turned to face the wall after wrapping yourself in the thin, coarse blanket you’d found on a shelf. You could sense his steady gaze on you before he joined you on the floor. He slung an arm over your stomach and pulled you closer to him so your back was pressed against his furry chest.

Tight.

It was too tight.

He’d never done it before, hugging you like this. Except during those times when you were desperate for warmth, he still maintained the appropriate distance between you.

Until now, that is.

You squirmed in his hold, but he merely tightened it.

“Go to sleep.”

And sleep, you did, albeit fitful.

***

Ever since then, the Destined One had become more overbearing than ever. The physical distance that once existed between you suddenly receded as if it was never there in the first place. If his hand wasn’t holding yours, his tail would replace it. And both appendages were stubborn in their grip, even if your palm ended up sweaty. You were even more convinced that he’d overheard your conversation with that yaoguai, because this kind of thing wouldn’t have happened otherwise.

Of course, you’d tried to heed the yaoguai’s advice to maintain some distance, but he either ignored your plea or rejected you bluntly. It got the point where you were desperate for an escape. You knew it was a suicidal decision, considering the many dangers that lurked around, but it wasn’t as if staying with him was any better.

“Where are you going?”

“I… I want to pee.”

After all this journey, you were no longer embarrassed to tell him about your more personal needs. Although, in this case, your nerves made you sound a bit more hesitant than usual.

The Destined One narrowed his eyes, and you forced yourself to maintain the eye contact.

“Fine. Don’t take too long.”

You turned around and headed into the forest, trying to ignore his persistent stare on your back. Once the feeling had disappeared, you prepared to bolt.

Until, suddenly, a golden light enveloped you and froze you on the spot.

The leaves crunched softly under clawed feet as a certain someone approached your still figure. The Destined One stood in front of you, looking at you disapprovingly. He spread his arms wide and propped you when the spell finally broke.

“M-Monkey, I…!”

“Be quiet.”

You immediately stopped your pathetic stammering at his cold order. There was a tensed pause as he observed your anxious face.

“From now on, I’ll go wherever you go. Do you understand?”

You blanched.

And there goes what little freedom you had left.

“I said, do you understand?”

“Y-yes!” you squeaked. “Yes, of course…”

“Good. Now, let’s go.”

You could only bite your trembling lip to prevent the sobs from coming out as you let him dragged you back like a wayward child.