You tried to open your eyes, but there was a blinding light. 

"She's waking up," a whisper.

"Y/n? Can you hear me?" A womans voice. You opened your eyes again to see someone towering over you. 

Your vision finally came into focus. It was Shoko. You looked around. You were in the medical room on a table. 

"What happened..." you murmured in a low voice. You winced and reached for your stomach. 

"Dont worry you'll be fine, just sore for a day," she said to you. "You're lucky. You made it back here just in time, you lost a lot of blood." 

"That ugly ass curse..." you whispered. You felt exhausted. "How did I get back here?"

"You had called Gojo, he found you and used his technique to teleport you two back here."

"Oh..."

Someone walked in, "Is she up yet?" Gojo.

"Shes fine. Will you take her back to her room to rest?" Shoko asked him, "and you," she said turning back to me, "change your bandages tomorrow morning, it should be all healed by tomorrow night."

"Thank you Shoko," you gave her a smile and slowly sat up. Your head hurt. You wanted nothing more than to lay in bed. 

"Alright lets go," Gojo wrapped your arm around his neck to help you stand and walk back to your room. 

It was silent on the walk back, you could barely think straight you were so tired. 

You got to your door and looked at Gojo. "Will you please just help me get into bed?"

"Of course," he said with a shy smile. You unlocked your door and he helped you inside. 

"You know..." he started, "you had me scared there for a minute." 

You just looked up at him. You made it into your room and he set you on your bed and helped you lay down. He sat at the edge of your bed next to you. 

"Thank you for saving me."

"And you didnt want my number," he grinned at you. You couldnt help but let out a small laugh. "You kicked that curses ass though."

"Yeah well if the thing wasnt made of fucking shadows it wouldve been fine," you sighed. 

"Still... good job."

"Thanks." You were both looking at each other now. He was wearing this sunglasses but they were pulled down a bit, and you could see his beautiful blue eyes. 

There was a moment of silence.

"Well, I'll let you sleep then y/n, goodnight."

"Goodnight," you smiled. Then he left. 

You put your hands over your face and breathed deeply. What a long day. You turned off the lamp and immediately fell into a deep sleep. 

*** the next day ***

You woke up feeling much better. Your headache was gone and your stomach barely hurt. Shoko did a good job. 

You were starving. You got up and threw on some sweats and put your hair in a braid. 

The kitchen was empty, it was quiet in the dorms. You made some fried rice and took it out onto your balcony to eat. It was a beautiful day and the sun felt amazing on your skin. 

You couldnt believe that you almost died last night. And he saved you.

You hadnt realized what time it was, you had forgotten that you had a class to teach in 20 minutes. You hurried up and put your uniform on and rushed out the door. 

Thankfully you made it on time and there wasnt any fighting you had to do today. 

The day went by and you finished your classes. 

You were bored and stopped by the weapons shed on the way back. You grabbed a target and some tiny knives and brought them back to your dorm. You wanted to practice but wanted to be in the comfort of your own space. 

It was still quiet in the dorms. So you went on with your night, took and shower, made dinner, and hung out in your room. You had the target set up and was throwing the knives while watching F-boy Island. 

There was a knock at your door. "Come in!"

The door opened and it was Gojo. "Oh hi," you said.

"I was just seeing how you were doing," he said as he walked in closing the door and leaned up against the wall in the living room. 

You kept your gaze on his while flinging a knife at the target, hitting right in the center without looking. "I'm feeling good, like nothing even happened."

He was in a tshirt and sweats. "Where have you been," you said and turned your gaze back to the tv, still throwing knives. 

"I just got back from a little mission, it was quite uneventful." He stared at you. "Im glad youre feeling better."

You were getting weird vibes. He was being weird. He wasnt being his normal playboy self. This was a different, softer side of him. 

You got up to pour yourself a glass of wine, "Are you okay?" you asked while walking past him. He grabbed your hand and stopped you. 

Your heart immediately began beating faster. "Y/n..." he said in a soft voice and pulled you to around to face him, "..why are you trying so hard to hide your feelings?"

Your face turned red and heated up. Your feelings??? Does he mean feelings for him?? Do I have feelings or is it just attraction? You hadnt really thought about it. What Mei Mei said to you made you immediately just throw out that possibility.

And not to mention his mood swings. It was like he was two different people. Although you were attracted to the bad boy part of him, this softer side of different. Maybe he isnt how Mei Mei said he was. 

"I have... heard things about you. That you are a playboy and to be careful," you didnt look him in the eyes, you just kinda looked away. 

He let out a low laugh, "Im not gonna lie to you and say its not true. Although that mightve been how I was before..." he trailed off for a few seconds, before beginning again, "Its not like that anymore."

Your eyes shot back to meet his. He stepped closer to you, you instinctively backed up, but were only met with the wall. 

"Listen Y/n," he put his hands on the wall and each side of your head, coming a little closer, "I like you, and I think you like me too." 

You could feel his body heat, you looked up to meet his eyes. You face only inches from him. You wanted his touch so bad, to feel his lips on yours. You could feel his breath. 

There was a part of you, deep down that knew you really did have feelings for him. 

"and..." he leaned closer and breathed these words into your ear "the way you hit the target without even looking at it..." sending goosebumps and tingling through your hole body.

You couldnt fight it anymore. You needed him. 

You pressed your lips to his, wrapping your arms around his neck. He put a hand on the nape of your neck and the other on your waist, pulling you closer. 

You parted your lips so his tongue could slide in. The kiss was deep and passionate. Nothing else existed in that moment. You needed to be closer. 

He pulled you up and you wrapped your legs around him, and his hands gripped your ass as he pushed you against the wall. 

You fingers running through his hair slighting pulling on it. You let out a small moan. 

You could feel him smile through your kisses. 

He carried you to you bedroom and threw you down on the bed. He started taking off his shirt and so did you. He unbuckled his pants and soon he was just in his underwear. 

You stared at him. You could see how hard he was for. He leaned over and pulled off your pants. Then back up to look at you, your mouths met again this time full of desperation and need. 

He undid your bra and moved his kisses down your you neck. He was pinching your nipples and squeezing your breasts. Till his mouth reached lower as he began sucking on them. You let out a moan. 

He hand slid down your body till it reached that little ball of nerves. He drew little circles around it, teasing you. 

"please," he breathed heavy. He had a grin on his face and slowly moved his whole body down. He pulled down your panties and began kissing your inner thighs. 

You whined, pleading for him. And he listened.

He began devouring you, you grabbed his hair and moaned. That feeling in your lower stomach started to coil up. 

You wanted to feel him. Now. 

"Fuck me," you begged. 

He smiled up at you, and slowly slid his fingers into you, "so desperate for me.." then went back to his tongue on you, pumping faster.

His mouth felt so good. He was sucking and licking you up and down. "You taste so fucking good...mhmm" he moaned into you. 

Your head went back and you arched your back more, "Satoru..." you moaned his name.

 "Come for me, y/n."

You couldnt take it, that feeling needed release. 

He moaned into you, enjoying it himself, and you went over the edge. You cried out and gripped his hair tightly, curling your toes. You squirmed but he locked you in place not letting you move. 

He pulled his mouth away from you, your breathing was heavy. 

He stood up, gripping himself while looking you over. His eyes were hungry. 

He lowered down over you. You pulled him in, needing his mouth on yours. 

You could feel him hovered over your entrance. You whined again. 

He teased you, sliding it down your lips and circled around it.

"Please..."

He answered your plea and slid into you. You moaned into his mouth. He had one hand on your throat and the other gripping your waist tightly. 

He felt so good, better than anything you felt before. 

"Fuck y/n.." he moaned. That feeling rising again in your lower stomach, heating up. 

"You feel so good..." he moved your legs now to go over his shoulders and wrapped both his hands around you waist. He sped up, slamming into you with each stroke. 

You gripped the sheets, moaning in desperation.  Something about him made you lose control. 

"You take it so good, y/n..."

God the way he talked to you, that seductive voice, his eyes on yours. You were completely weak for him. 

Each and every stroke sending you closer and closer...

And he knew it. 

"Dont come until I tell you to," he demanded. 

You gave him a pleading stare. 

"Be a good girl and wait," he said in a lower voice, panting and leaned lower, bringing your knees closer and closer to your shoulders. 

You didnt know how much longer you could hold out.

He pulled your arms up and held them up above your head as he continued moving in and out. 

You let out cries of pleasure.

"Fuck Satoru," you whined. 

Any longer and you would explode. 

He leaned closer, and before your mouths touched, he said into it, in a low sedative voice, "come for me." Then his lips smacked into your and you went over the edge. 

Yelling into his mouth, and you could feel him erupt into you. He pulled away letting out a moan, pumping a few more times before he moved your legs down and laid his head on your breasts.

You were both panting and sweating. Your legs were shaking. 

You laid there a minute before his slid out of you and got off the bed. He picked you up wedding style and carried you to the bathroom. Turning on the shower.