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Yuuji has always been a bit lonely.
Ever since childhood, she has had this feeling of loneliness that has persisted till now. Of course, she had her grandfather, the aunties and uncles around her, and also the friends she made at school.
But Yuuji was still a lonely child.
Her grandfather was never affectionate. She knew he loved her but he never showed it in verbal affirmations. Yuuji always had to decipher his love from the small actions he did for her, like eating the burnt piece of toast, so she could have the perfectly good ones. Or letting her have a few more minutes at the playground when she was feeling especially down or sad.
When she was young, she didn’t understand these gestures as an act of love. She, of course, knew she was loved. She felt loved but couldn’t tell you if asked why she thought that. The gestures of love were so normal to her that she was used to them and didn’t think of them as out of the ordinary.
As a child, it was hard to put into words how she was loved, and at times she doubted if her grandfather loved her. Especially, when he was harsh with his words and even harsher with his actions when he found her doing something he didn’t like.
However, as she grew, Yuuji knew that she was most definitely loved. How could she not be when her grandfather took care of her when her own parents abandoned her? Even in his old age, with creaking bones and numerous body pains, her grandfather never thought about giving her up.
Yuuji might have been his responsibility at first, but he never once not loved her. And she too, loved him back. She was an affectionate girl and liked to verbally and physically show it. However, her grandfather got awkward with verbal affection, so she started taming and curbing that part of her.
Now, it was common for her to not be as verbally affectionate. However, sometimes she can’t help it. This trait is an integral part of her personality but she seems to have gotten used to being more subdued.
What Yuuji is though, is physically affectionate. She absolutely loves being able to hold her favorite people. A hug there, a pat there, or an arm around the shoulder. She thrives on showing her care through physical contact.
But this too, was becoming a bane of her existence.
Considering, she was alone locked in the basement of her teacher. No one to show her care to and no one to be physically affectionate towards.
With only her and Sensei, she feels rather alone. She misses being able to cuddle with Nobara and not being conscious of any body parts touching. She misses being able to lean on Fushiguro or her throwing an arm on his shoulder.
That’s not to say she isn’t physically affectionate with her teacher. She still leans on him and hugs him. But with him, she is more conscious of herself. He is an adult man, a very handsome adult man and Yuuji is very much aware of that fact.
This is why, Yuuji makes sure when she hugs her teacher, her chest doesn’t touch him completely or very much. She makes sure that when he is around, she is sitting properly and not sprawled in a way that shows her underwear. She doesn’t want to flash her teacher.
If she makes sure that when he is around, she at least looks presentable. She has even started wearing the clothes Sensei bought her. Unfortunately, Yuuji couldn’t bring all the clothes she had. Sensei managed to bring a few of her hoodies but couldn’t bring everything in order to not cause any suspicion to higher-ups or her friends. He had to go and buy things for her, such as clothes and hygiene products. It still makes her blush thinking Sensei bought her pads, and tampons but especially bras and panties.
She also makes sure to do her skincare more religiously than she ever did. (Granted, she also felt bad that Gojo Sensei bought her expensive skin care, thinking she left hers at her dorm, not knowing she didn’t really own much before either.) But she especially, makes sure that he doesn’t see ugly or bad parts of her. (Her trying to portray a good image to him is just cause she wants to appear good towards her Sensei, nothing else, of course).
It never quite leaves her mind that she is sharing space with a male she just recently got to know. Yuuji has always been a popular girl. The girls at her previous school often loved asking for her time or asking her to scare away people who were bothering them.
The boys viewed her as one of the boys and she liked it as well. They joked with her and played with her. And considering that she was stronger than probably all of them combined, they respected her as well. She was always allowed to participate in sports with the boys' teams. She was considerably stronger than girls and boys her age but especially so towards the girls.
Growing up, she had to play with boys because she would or might accidentally end up hurting the girls. Those days when she was younger, Yuuji hated her strength. But as she grew up and girls warmed up to her, she didn’t mind being so strong anymore. They liked that she was strong, that she could protect them and help them. She too loved that part and was so happy to be accepted. So she started spending more time with the girls because she was deprived of that when she was younger, having scared the girls away back then because of herridiculous strength.
She grew up being friends with boys mostly, when she got the chance to be friends with girls she jumped on it. Although, she still had lots of guy friends, who liked her but still maintained a distance from her. Because at the end of the day, she was a girl and they were growing boys. Girls were physically affectionate and never bothered contemplating giving hugs or things like that.
So although, she has been around boys. She was never in the presence of a man other than her grandfather. And definitely not like this. Especially not a man who is as beautiful as her Sensei.
So she is always aware of whose presence she is in. And although, she tries not to let him see things he really shouldn’t. Sometimes, luck isn’t on her side. Sometimes when she is wearing an oversized shirt and bends down. She ends up accidentally exposing the top part of her breasts to him. Sometimes, she leaves her bras or underwear on the couch, and he sees them when he visits her suddenly. Sometimes, when he appears suddenly and she is sitting completely spread out, she ends up flashing her underwear at him. Sometimes, he also sees her mussed-up appearance when she just woke up.
And sometimes, when he unexpectedly visits earlier after completing a mission and she has just taken a shower and is only wearing tight clothes that cling to her skin. She definitely has become extremely aware of the man’s presence. That’s why, since she has started living here, she has become diligent in being proper. Before this, Yuuji never cared about such stuff but she understands that there is clearly a line here and she has to respect it.
Gojo Sensei though, is great. He never made Yuuji feel conscious of herself and always made her feel accepted. He tried his best to not make her feel lonely. Sensei always came back from his mission as soon as he could and always bought back things for her as well. He also got her a phone and messaged or called her constantly to check up on her. He was a great adult who just happened to be a man. A man, that Yuuji couldn’t help but feel a bit conscious around.
Yuuji couldn’t help but feel a bit flattered by all the things he did for her. She knew that he was only doing these to be kind to her and he felt it was his responsibility as a teacher. But Yuuji was still a girl. And a guy has never done anything this sweet for her. She couldn’t help herself but feel fawned upon by him.
Of course, Yuuji was very well aware to keep her feelings in check. Even if she could develop a crush on him, she wouldn’t simply because it would be a burden to him and stupid of her. Also, Sensei being an adult was something that helped her not like him in a way that was inappropriate.
She thought all this while sitting on the couch, and hugging the cursed doll, Tsukamoto. While worrying about Sensei’s next visit. He hasn’t been back in a week now. Usually, Sensei drops off at least once every three days. He likes making sure that she is not lonely. He had said to her two days back that he faced a complication because of the higher-ups and would be back later than expected.
Yuuji has been alone for a whole week with no one to talk to and no one to see. She felt like she was going insane. Although she had a new phone, she couldn’t contact anyone. The only number on the phone was Gojo Sensei’s. She didn’t own a phone before entering the Jujutsu world (having to budget things very severely back then). When she was attending the school, she was earning a stipend which she was saving to finally buy herself a new phone. A phone she could use to keep in contact with her friends. She had even saved up enough to buy one but she ended up dying before that.
Gojo Sensei had to buy a phone for her because she could not access her accounts anymore (being legally dead and all). She didn’t like troubling her Sensei too much. The man has done so much for her. That is why, even though currently, she badly wanted to call or message him. She didn’t.
She shouldn’t disturb him when he was working. Yuuji could do something else to divert her mind from the aching loneliness. She was already watching a movie but she couldn’t focus on it. She so badly wished to talk to her friends. For two whole days, she hasn’t talked to anyone. Sensei hasn’t messaged or called her after telling her, that he was held up. She didn’t want to disturb him so she didn’t call either.
Now here she was feeling terrible. Even Sukuna had gone quiet. She wouldn’t mind his terrible ramblings now. But being the contrary asshole he is, he had chosen to let her stew in her loneliness.
Yuuji had never felt such loneliness in her life. Even when her grandfather died, she had Sensei, then her new friends. She wasn’t alone like this. This made her miss her grandfather even more.
She blankly stared at the TV screen which was showing a romance movie of some kind. She had one hand on the cursed doll. Her shoulders were drooping and her mouth was upturned in a frown. She looked down at her phone and tapped on it until Sensei's contact information showed up on the screen. She blankly stared at it, not willing to call but still wanting to hear her Sensei’s voice.
Just then she hears a clearing of throat behind her. She whips her head towards it and sees her Sensei smiling mischievously towards her. Her eyes widen and she jumps from the couch forgetting about Tsukamoto and lunges towards the man in a hug. She hugged him tightly, forgetting the self-consciousness she usually felt around him. Thankfully, her Sensei stops the cursed doll from attacking her and disables it before throwing it on the couch.
He brings his arms around her back and hugs her as tightly as she is hugging him and lifts her up completely from the ground. She laughs as she is being swung around in his embrace. She would not admit it but she became a little teary but she quickly got over it.
“Aww, Did Yuuji-Kun miss me that much?” her Sensei said while nuzzling her hair and still swigging her. She wasn’t light, she weighed 80 kg of pure muscle and fat. However, this man made it look like she was as light as a feather. It brings a flutter in her stomach that she ignores.
“I did. I missed you so much Sensei” she says and then finally looks at his face. She was much closer than she should be. Her whole body was completely pressed to his. She flushes and wiggles until he lets her down, although he does so reluctantly, squeezing her one final time before letting her down.
She smiles up at him again and asks “How was the mission Sensei? Also, Welcome back!”
He smiles widely at her, his hands still on her back gives a squeeze and she ignores the shiver that runs through her spine.
“Wah! Look at Yuuji-Kun being so cute towards me! Sensei was so bored during the mission. I wanted to come back quickly but the higher-ups sent me on another one” he whines at her. Then he puts his head on her shoulder and starts to fake cry.
She giggles, already used to his antics, and just pats his head. “Oh no, poor Sensei. I am just happy you are back now”
Gojo stands up from his crouch over her and puts his hands on her cheeks, then he gives them a squeeze. “You are too cute. Sensei will die of your consideration if Yuuji-Kun doesn’t stop being this kind to Sensei”
Yuuji laughs or tries to. But with her face being squeezed, it’s a rather hard task. With her fish lips, she mumbles out “Now we can’t have that! Why don’t you sit down? You must be tired Sensei. I will bring you something to drink”
She quickly tugs herself away from her teacher, who pouts at her but lets her go. She contemplates what to make him and finally decides on the only tea Sensei likes to drink. She makes a pot of Houjicha Karigane for both of them and puts it on the table.
Sensei quietly watches from the couch, where he is currently sitting, his eyes seem oddly intense. She first serves him a cup and then herself. She plops herself beside her Sensei, still feeling oddly bereft even though she is finally not alone anymore.
She watches as her Sensei takes a sip of the tea and compliments her making her blush. He hums at her reaction and says “You know Yuuji-Kun, you will make a great housewife.”
She blushes even more and lightly hits his shoulder, “Don’t joke Sensei.” She scolds him.
She lets herself lean towards him, her body going boneless now that she has him back. He too, puts his arms around her shoulder in a side hug. They simply sit talking and watching the tacky romance movie that is still going on the TV. After a while, she feels her eyes droop her body going even more lax in her sleepiness.
She is so tired and about to lose consciousness almost completely blanking out, when she feels the hand on her shoulder drift lower. She is clearly not awake with her eyes closed and almost in dreamland. She feels a hand squeezing her breast and then drifting down towards her thigh. But her mind has completely lost the battle to sleep and she finally drifts off to sleep, feeling completely safe with her Sensei.
She definitely must have imagined the hand.