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Yuuji took a look in the mirror, appreciating the way pink fabric hugged his waist and flared out below. Twirling, he decided he liked the feeling of the flow dress.
“Kugisaki, I’m done!”
At the lack of response from his companion, Yuuji poked his head out of the fitting room, concealing the rest of his body with the curtain.
“Kugisaki?”
“Excuse me, sir?”
The call of an unfamiliar woman’s voice caused the pink-haired boy to stiffen, robotically turning his head to the direction it came from. Shit, was he going to get kicked out? This was a female boutique after all. He probably wasn’t even supposed to be inside the fitting room, much less wearing a dress from the store.
But Kugisaki said it would be okay! Looking at the stoic expression of the store employee- “Akino”, her name tag read- he guessed it wasn’t okay after all.
Quickly coming to the conclusion that he must look like a weirdo, Yuuji came out of the fitting room to explain himself to the store employee, Akino.
“I swear I’m not a pervert or anything, I was just-“
Now what should he say to explain himself? That he enjoyed wearing female clothing and that his friend who should have been standing guard for him ended up missing in action? Sure, that definitely sounded like a not-weird thing to say. It sure was hard explaining this to people outside of his circle of friends.
Yuuji’s internal turmoil seemed apparent to Akino as she cut in to speak.
“Sir, calm down. Kugisaki-san had an emergency to tend to, so she got me to convey that message to you.”
Oh, what. That was a major lift off his chest, but why couldn’t she have just texted him or something? Nevertheless, a relieved smile spread on his face.
“Ah, I see, thank you-“
“And she has also tasked me with assisting you in looking for accessories to match your outfit.”
What. Were store employees even supposed to do that? Was that part of their job scope, or was Akino-san just a really dedicated worker?
“That’s really kind of you! But I think I should be able to handle that myself-“
“Please, sir. I insist.”
Akino was now merely half an arm’s length away from him, eyes steeled in determination. She definitely did not look like one to give up. But come on, he was a grown boy. He could handle finding accessories on his own just fine.
At that moment, a buzzing came from his phone. Probably Kugisaki. Finally.
Kugisaki: won’t be back anytime soon
Kugisaki: meet you back at the dorms
Kugisaki: *sticker*
Kugisaki: make sure to let Akino-san help you
Kugisaki: she’s a pro after all
Kugisaki: pretend she’s me
Kugisaki: I’ll ask her how it went
Kugisaki: see ya
Sighing, Yuuji pocketed his phone and relented which Akino responded to with a beaming smile.
—————
“Yo, Itadori! How was the shopping?”
Yuuji felt his eyelid twitching. He was currently in Kugisaki’s dorm room, where said person was laying on her bed, quite comfortably, if the magazine in her hands was anything to go by. Looking down, in his hands were bags filled not only with his clothes, but Nobara’s as well. Her emergency apparently didn’t allow for her to pay for the clothes she’d left at the counter. Yuuji bemoaned the hole in his wallet.
“I sure hope you’re planning on paying me back for all this.” Yuuji lifted the bag with Kugisaki’s clothes in it,
Kugisaki’s previously bored expression broke into a grin as her eyes filled with literal sparkles.
“Itadori, you angel! I completely forgot about those!” Tossing her magazine aside, she made her way over to Yuuji, before she scrunched her nose up and sniffed, quite loudly in fact, “Wait, what’s that smell?”
Startled, Yuuji raised his arm up to sniff his armpit, “what, do I smell bad or something?”
“No, you smell.. nice, actually,” Leaning down to his chest, the brunette sniffed again, “like... vanilla? Did you put on perfume or something??”
At the other’s questioning gaze, Yuuji furrowed his as well before something clicked to him, “Ah, right! Aki-Chan” Yuuji missed the way her eyebrow raised at the nickname “gave me a small bottle of perfume, apparently it was complimentary since we spent over a hundred dollars at the store. Do you want it?”
Before he could begin reaching for it in one of the bags, however, Kugisaki gave a quick rejection, saying she already had enough of those.
“Forget that, give me my babies” She wasted no time in grabbing the bag Yuuji was waving at her earlier. Reaching inside, she brought out a thin pink cloth.
“Wait, what’s this? I don’t remember getting this.”
Well, of course she didn’t. Yuuji was the one who paid for everything after all.
“Ah, oops. That bag is probably mine, then. Here’s yours” Yuuji brought the bag in his hand closer to Kugisaki, his other hand reaching to take his bag back. Once everything was in order, he turned to leave. He was stopped, however, by a firm grip on his wrist.
“Now hold on just a second, Itadori, where do you think you’re going?” There was a certain lilt to her voice Yuuji wasn’t sure he appreciated. Very suspicious.
Scratching his cheek with his free hand, the pink-haired male scrunched his eyebrows together, “well, I was thinking of heading back to my room to try on my clothes?”
“Huh?! Why would you do that there, when you can do it here!” Kugisaki spoke in such a matter-of-fact tone that Yuuji would have felt unsure himself, if he was a lesser man. But he wasn’t, so he responded with that same tone, “HUH?! Why would I get dressed in your room! You’re a girl!” And though her mannerisms weren’t often what people would call feminine, Kugisaki Nobara was, without a doubt, a bona fide girl. And Yuuji wasn’t the depraved sort of person who got off on getting naked in front of other people, much less people of the opposite gender. As he thought that, he instinctively covered his chest, even though he was fully clothed.
“Itadori, you idiot! I’m not interested in watching you get naked!” Kugisaki huffed as if the thought was insulting. Well, she did nearly get labelled as a pervert, so it was actually insulting. He was lucky she seemed to be in a good mood, seeing how she hadn’t yet resorted to physical violence in her frustration.
“I just want to see how you look with the dress on.”
“Oh. Well, ok. Gimme a sec.”
Itadori fished for his phone in his back pocket and unlocked it. It was a quick process to look for the photo he wanted to show Kugisaki; after all, it was the latest in his photo album.
“Here.” He pushed it to Kugisaki who took hold of his phone on her own, zooming in on different parts of the photo. Yuuji didn’t mind, but when she zoomed in on his chest, he flushed and flailed to get his phone back, but Kugisaki held it to her chest. And he knew better than anyone that he’d be a dead man if he went anywhere near that.
“Come on, man! I don’t mind you looking at it, but why’d you have to zoom in on...that?!”
The brunette spared a glance at her classmate whose cheeks were flushed, and arms were folded, and sighed, “Calm down, man, I was just looking at the fabric, and as I thought, it is see-through.” Then, she grinned up at him, “sexy, huh?”
Itadori thought he couldn’t get any redder and was about to leave without his phone when he was stopped, yet again, but by his hood this time.
“Okay, I’m sorry. But I wanna see how it looks, live!” Saying so, she handed him his phone and took her bag of clothes.
“So anyway, I’ll get changed in the bathroom, and you can change out here. Cool?”
“Wh-“
Without waiting for a response, she swerved right past Yuuji and into her bathroom.
Looking down into his bag, he guessed it wasn’t so bad. He could get some feedback on how it looked, anyway. And since she was going to take a while to change, too, it was fine, he supposed.
Turning the bag upside down, Yuuji let its contents spill onto Kugisaki’s bed. He was sure she wouldn’t mind- well, she would, but he was sure he’d be done before she was out.
Stripping himself of his hoodie, jeans and sneakers, Yuuji picked up the first article of clothing. A pink dress, the same one he’d been wearing in the picture he showed Kugisaki.
Looking at it again, he was reminded of why it cost as much as it did. The fabric was soft and the cutting was clean, not to mention the attention put into the sleeves which puffed up just the right amount.
Snapping himself out of his thoughts, he quickly slipped into the dress, adjusting the ribbons below his chest and waist. It was a good thing he managed to figure out all the complicated steps to putting it on back in the shop. And like Kugisaki said, the fabric around his chest was see-through. Good thing the rest of the dress wasn’t, lest his boxers ruined the whole look.
Next was the pink choker that Kugisaki had pulled out, and Yuuji was sure this was his second favourite purchase. It was a light pink, in the same shade as his dress, and rimmed with white lace, which was actually his favourite part of it.
The last addition were a pair of pink wedges. He really didn’t think they were necessary, but Aki-chan insisted that she’d give them to him half price, and he’d be damned if he was one to give up on a steal like that. It was a miracle they had a pair in his size anyway, so maybe it was a sign for him to get them, he convinced himself. He’d practise walking in them when he got back anyway.
Wobbling before the full-length mirror, Yuuji twirled (surprisingly not losing his balance), feeling as light as a bird, and suppressed a grin.
Damn, he looked-
“Gorgeous”
Well, no. He was actually thinking he looked pretty, but- wait, who said that? There was no one else in the room but him, and Kugisaki -
“Kugisaki?”
“What?”
- Kugisaki was still in the bathroom.
He waited in silence for another 10 seconds.
Okay, maybe he was just lost in his imagination. He couldn’t feel or hear anyone else in the room, so maybe that was just in his head.
Looking back into the mirror, Yuuji couldn’t help but feel the tiniest like a narcissist as he suppressed a grin at his reflection. He couldn’t help it, he really thought he looked so good!
“Itadori, you done?” Kugisaki’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts as he replied in affirmation.
Hearing the click of the bathroom door unlocking, Yuuji turned around to face the brunette.
———
Kugisaki was speechless. Sure, she’d seen the picture he showed her, but that was with the horrible lighting and bad angle that Itadori had taken the picture in! Now that she looked at him under the bright light of her room, she could see clearly.
That damn strawberry dress fit him to a T.
As if he couldn’t get any prettier, that choker seemed to mock her as it hugged his neck- When did wearing a choker ever make someone prettier by, like, a hundredfold?! She was calling it, life was unfair. How did people like Itadori get to be born with his naturally fluffy pink hair, naturally good physique and naturally irritatingly cute face?! She could just scream at how unfair it was. And when did he get so tall- oh, he was wearing heels. If she was guessing correctly, Akino-san took one look at Itadori and decided that she was going to turn him into her own dress up doll, and gave him the shoes at a discounted price. There was no way for this guy who went went crazy over 10 cent discounts at markets to turn down the offer. She made a mental reminder to never leave him alone in the busy streets again, lest he get conned for his money.
Pressing her fingers to her temple, she groaned in frustration as Itadori wobbled over.
“Oh, hey! We’re wearing the same dress! I mean, yours is black but you look good, Kugisaki!”
That irritation disappeared soon after at the compliment she got. Smile creeping up on her face, she grinned at the thumbs-up he was giving her.
“Of course I look good! And though it irritates me, you look pretty damn good too, you punk!”
Kugisaki didn’t miss the blush that peppered her classmate’s cheeks, and internally sighed. He was just too cute to get mad at.
“Alright, now come on! We gotta show Maki-senpai and take some nice pictures!”
Saying so, she yanked him by the arm to the the door.
“Woah-wait! I can’t walk in these shoes yet!”
Kugisaki had apparently made the mistake of letting go, which led to her classmate being sent flying to the door.
“Ah-“ Kugisaki was well aware of the size and weight difference between the both of them, knowing full well she wouldn’t be able to hold onto Yuuji’s 80 kilograms of weight without falling down with him. With this knowledge in mind, she made a silent prayer for Yuuji’s nose and put her hands up.
Holding his hands out to press against the door, Yuuji managed to avoid the pain of having his nose collide with it, internally thanking his quick reflexes.
The duo sighed in relief, with Yuuji, still pressed against the door, shooting a quick look at Kugisaki, who gave a sheepish smile.
“ehe, my bad, Itadori! I’ll treat you to something when we go out next time!”
“Yeah, you better. I’m gonna make sure we go to a fancy ca-“
cafe, was what he was going to say, but he was cut off by the swinging motion of the door.
Ah, he was still pressed to the door, and quickly falling now.
Well, no inhuman reflexes were going to save him this time, as he shut his eyes and prepared himself for the pain to come.
There was no impact with the ground, however, as his face collided with a sturdy, but not rock hard surface. At least it wasn’t hard enough to hurt his nose.
“Eh, Yuuji?”
Winking an eye open, Yuuji looked up to meet his teacher, who had opted for sunglasses today, he noted.
“Ah, Gojo-Sensei?”
———
Gojo Satoru was a simple man, contrary to what most may have thought of him. The sight of sweets was enough to make him drool and long for a taste.
This situation he was in now was no different. Except, rather than sweets, before him stood- well, rested on his chest- his precious student, smelling much like the sweets he adored so much.
“Ah, Gojo-Sensei?”
The white-haired male was snapped out of his thoughts.
“So this is where you’ve been, Yuuji! I’ve been looking all over for you! Megumi told me you’d be here,”
“Hold on a second, Sensei! How could you just come barging in without knocking first?! This is the girls’ dorm, you know!” The almost romantic atmosphere was broken by Kugisaki’s vehement interjection.
“Ah- oops, my bad, don’t worry I don’t see anything”
As if to support his statement, he covered his sunglasses with his palm and turned his head to the side.
“Tsk, I’ll let it go just for today, we’re busy anyway, make it fast,” Kugisaki brushed past him, as Yuuji straightened himself from his spot on his chest. Gojo tried not to wilt at how the warmth left his chest.
“You needed something, Sensei?”
From his view of the boy on his chest, Gojo could tell that Yuuji was wearing a dress of some sort. He couldn’t tell what the front looked like, but the exposed back was already a lot for him to handle. Now that Yuuji was straightened up, Gojo could clearly see the choker on his neck, the full length of the dress, where it ended and how low it dipped at the...
Gojo was grateful for his sunglasses since they obstructed not only his, but others’ vision of his eyes as well. If Kugisaki saw where exactly his eyes were lingering, she’d be sure to call him out for being a “gross old man” and drag his dear Yuuji away.
But it seemed like she noticed already, from the aggressive way she cleared her throat.
“We don’t have all day, Sensei.”
“Ah, yes! I was going to ask if you wanted to go out for dinner later tonight, since that restaurant you liked opened up again.” Well, it was less that it had opened up again, and more that the waiting list, which Gojo had been in for the past month, had finally shortened enough for them to be allowed access inside. It was very difficult to get into, after all. Now, judging by the sparkles in Yuuji’s eyes, he could guess what his answer was going to be.
“Whoa, for real? I thought it went bust forever!” Of course it was never closed, but every time Yuuji would ask the person standing in front of the shop, they would give him a rude look and reply that it was. Gojo made sure to remember that guy’s face.
“Of course I’ll go! We can head over together once I’m done with Kugisaki!”
‘Wow, what blatant favouritism...’ Kugisaki couldn’t help her eyes from rolling to the back of her head as far as possible, at the sight before her.
“That’s great! I’ll tag along with you guys since I’m free anyway,”
“Wh- no, Sensei. You can’t.” As if ogling her friend’s chest and inviting only him to dinner wasn’t enough, he was going to tag along for this too?! No, she drew the line here. “We’re going to be taking pictures, Sensei. I guarantee it won’t be a fun experience” Unfortunately, that only seemed to rouse his interest, as his eyebrows shot up to the sky and his lips curled into a shit-eating grin.
“Nonsense, dear student! What kind of teacher would I be if I didn’t help with these kinds of things? I have a good eye after all” The way he jabbed his thumb at his eyes made Kugisaki want to jam her thumbs right into them.
“Sensei-“ Sensing her upcoming attempt at rejecting his offer, he fished a card out of his back pocket.
“Come to think of it, Kugisaki, I got this gift card for that shop you like visiting,” He didn’t miss the way her eyes instantly flitted to the card in his hand, staying glued to it even as he waved it around, “Apparently it has a ton of credits inside, Shoko gave it to me,”
That seemed enough to break her tough resolve as she took the card silently.
“Well, let’s get going then!”
“Ah, to Maki-senpai’s room, right?”
“Nope, we’re meeting in the courtyard now. The lighting and scenery there are good for photos” Even though he didn’t really get it, (of course he didn’t, what with the atrocity he took in the changing room) Yuuji just nodded and smiled.
‘this cute fool’
With everyone caught up to speed, the newly made trio moved to advance to the courtyard. Except they were forgetting one thing-
“Ah, sorry Sensei. These are hard to walk in, so I’m gonna hold onto you for a while, hope you don’t mind!” Gojo stiffened as a hand gripped onto his bicep.
Yuuji’s heels. Sure he could walk in them for a while, but all the way to the courtyard? He was definitely gonna need some help with that.
At his teacher’s silence, Yuuji panicked and let go of his arm, thinking of the next best option, “Ah! If you can’t, I could just put on my sneakers and carry the shoes to the courtyard, yep!”
Yuuji moved to open Kugisaki’s door to retrieve his shoes, only to be literally swept off his feet.
“Now now, Yuuji, what do you take your teacher for? Of course something like this is simple for me”
Sure, his mind had mildly short-circuited at the sudden contact with his student, but now that he was done steeling his mind, he made sure he wouldn’t get caught off guard again. Looking down at his student blushing in his arms, he pushed back thoughts of teleporting them both to the privacy of his room and leaving Nobara behind. Instead, he settled for hugging Yuuji closer to him, nuzzling his face in his hair.
“This is way faster too, right, Nobara?” Gojo grinned at her barely concealed cringe and happily followed after her with his precious student in his arms.