For Tomorrow's Sake | Various!JJK x Reader

"...is she okay?"

"Yeah, she's fine."

"Really? She hasn't moved in over an hour."

"That's nothing. She used to do this for at least six hours straight. And then she wondered why she was so hungry when she stood up."

"Can she even hear us right now?"

"Probably not."

"So, if I draw something funny on her face, she won't know who did it, right?"

You slowly open your eyes, just in time to see Shoko leaning closer to you with a mischievous grin and a permanent marker in hand.

"I can hear you," you say, and she proceeds to take a hurried step back, whistling as if nothing's wrong. "And what were you going to draw, anyway? A mustache or something?"

Shoko chuckles. "Um... sure. A mustache. Yep, that's exactly what it was going to be. Definitely nothing inappropriate. Definitely not."

"You're way more immature than I thought you'd be," Suguru half-snorts.

"Well, that's your fault. You shouldn't have assumed I'd be mature in the first place."

"Hey, you can't draw dicks on [Name]'s face," Satoru frowns, crossing his arms in annoyance. "Only I'm allowed to do that."

"Uh, actually, nobody's allowed to do that."

You roll your eyes, more so amused than anything else, then stand up from your cross-legged position. Although you only got roughly an hour of meditation in, you feel pretty good. Perhaps your cursed energy hasn't actually increased that much. Suppressing it doesn't feel any more difficult than usual.

"You're really good at that," Suguru remarks. "I couldn't sense any cursed energy coming from you, the whole time we were watching."

"Well, practice makes perfect," you beam.

"I think you're being too modest. Even highly-skilled sorcerers can't always fully suppress their cursed energy to hide their presence. You seem to have a talent for this."

"Maybe," you acknowledge. After pausing for a moment, you add, "But doing it every single day for the past decade or so definitely didn't hurt."

Suguru blinks. Now that he thinks about it, he never considered just how long you've had your Binding Vow for. You said the past decade, which means... you've been doing this for almost ten years? Since you were only five or six years old?

You made the firm decision to gamble your life in order to save everyone else's when you were only a child?

Of course, he doesn't realize that you were already mentally a teenager, since the moment you first awakened in this world. Not that it makes your commitment any less impressive, though. He has every right to admire you. And he gets the feeling that he'll admire you more and more, with each passing day.

Now, if only Satoru was even half as worthy of his admiration.

"Alright, you're finally done," Satoru says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. "Let's go find Yaga and bully him."

"I don't bully anyone."

"Says who? It's never too late to start."

"I'm going to get ahead on my homework, actually," you reply, gently pushing Satoru's arm away-much to his visible disappointment.

Satoru sticks his tongue out. "Boo, you nerd."

"For a second, I thought you were going to say the Regina George line," you laugh.