Bound 2 • Gojo X M!Reader

Treehouse

「Why can't everyone just go away? Except you, you can stay.」

It had been a week, and Gojo had become more distant with me. It hurt a lot, especially since I thought that he cared a lot about me. He even asked me to call him by his given name, but now he's been really busy.

I can't tell if he's been distant because he's busy, but I feel like if he really did care and want me he would make the time to see me anyway, and not just leave me alone like he used to.

I sighed loudly, sitting in my bed. My room was a total mess, but the bloody sheets were thrown out, and the floor was now stained a dark brown from my blood, unable to be cleaned fully from the stain.

My body still wasn't healed, the brusies slowly fading, but some were still a dark purple colour, I felt the pain nearly every day, but I didn't want it to fade. I deserve all of this pain for what and who I am.

I left my room, closing the door behind me tightly, making sure no one was wandering down the hallway so they couldn't see inside.

I sighed and began to walk through the hall, but then my eyes widened, feeling like they were going to burst out of my head.

"Yuuta!?" I yelled and quickly ran to him. He dropped his bag on the floor and widely opened his arms with a large smile on his face.
I quickly wrapped my arms tightly around him and cried loudly. My best friend is finally in the same room as me again.

"You actually came? Yuuta, you know you didn't have to—" he cut me off with a sigh and a chuckle before ruffling my hair a little. "I know I didn't have to, but you're my best friend, y/n. And I don't like it when my best friend is texting me telling me he wants to kill himself." He sighed before pulling away and looking into my eyes.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean for you to come back, I didn't think you'd worry so much, Yuuta." He stared at me for a while before speaking again, "Why wouldn't I be worried?" He questioned, confused and sighed before realizing again how I felt about myself.

"Now, just because you're a curse... doesn't mean that you can't be loved. Because I love you a lot y/n. I'd miss you so much, hell, I'd miss anyone in this school if they ever died... so please, now that I'm here, I want to make you feel happier, at least as happy as a curse could be, okay?" I watched him as he spoke. He would always treat me like a human, like I'm someone who matters, like a normal person. I smiled and grasped onto him tightly again.

He hugged me back and let out a sigh of relief before rubbing my back gently. "I missed you so much," he chuckled and pulled away again.  "I didn't think I'd see you for another year..." I looked down, and he smiled. "Well, I'm here now. That's what matters."

"Stop crying now, ok? I need you to feel better." He smiled and grabbed my hand, pulling me in the direction of his room.
I followed him as he opened the door and set down his bag.

"Are you going to say hi to the others?" I asked him shyly, and he shook his head. "Doesn't matter right now, I get to see you. And plus, they have like another two years to annoy me, I think." He grinned and sat on his bed.

I sat on the chair next to his desk and smiled weakly to him. "You're funny, I know you've missed them a lot too." I teased him.

Yuuta snickered and rubbed the back of his neck, "Of course, I love them. How are the first years anyway?" He questioned me, and I looked down. "Well... you know about Fushiguro bullying me... but I think Yuji is cool. You'd get along with him, and Nobara... she's scary and kind of mean."
I told him, fidgeting with my fingers. He smiled and nodded his head. "I see. It's probably because they're not used to curses being so cool." He laughed to me, and I smiled.