Gojo Forehead Novels & Stories

his lips are full and inviting, even in repose. A lock of dark hair has fallen across his forehead, partially obscuring his eyes. It's a bit messy, as if he's been running his hands through it, and I find myself reaching out to brush it away. My fingers tremble slightly as I make contact with his hair, the soft strands slipping through my fingertips like silk. I gently push the lock aside, revealing the full extent of his face. Massimo's skin is smooth, with a subtle sheen that hints at his Italian heritage. His jawline is strong, defined, and his cheekbones are high and sharp.

J's pov. I jolted upright with a start, my heart pounding on my chest and against my rib cage. My forehead was covered with beads of sweat as a searing headache washed over me. "Arrgh!" A low groan escaped my lips as I instinctively clutched my head in agony, feeling my face drained of blood, becoming pale. Fuck! The pain made me lose focus for more than one minute. With my back arched, I grabbed the sheets tightly.

Joey noticed that Maya was there and said with a big smile on her face, "You're here, Maya. Come, take a seat. I've prepared your favorite dessert." She stepped forward and greeted Maya. Then, her eyes fell on the gauze hiding the bruise on Maya's forehead. She exclaimed in shock, "What on earth happened to your forehead, Maya?" Maya chuckled dryly. "I didn't see where I stepped and accidentally bumped my head." "You have to be more careful. It must've hurt a lot, right?" Maya lowered her head and remained quiet. "Over here. Take a seat here." Joey pulled Maya over and made her sit next to Tobias.

Making Takeshi sign in response. “See I will tell you everything about the basement and other stuff as we have a lot to talk about. First, why not he have our breakfast. I dont want it to end with the quarrel and you once again avoid eating” Takeshi smiles placing his hand upon Koishi’s only made him take his hand back the next second. “Okay” Koishi smiles as he avoids looking at Takeshi not noticing the sudden change of expression over his face. “Let's get started with it” Takeshi smiles looking down at his plate as Koishi first takes the cup of coffee recognizing his own cup which has his favourite anime character Gojo Saturo from Jujutsu Kaisen upon it.

"But that's right?" "Look at me Riguel! My forehead hurts! You're really stupid at any time!" I shouted to Riguel who was still holding my forehead. "Eh? It's not that strong! It's the OA!" He said laughing. "May I see." He said and made me face him. He removed my hand and stared at my forehead. The smile on his lips disappeared as he looked at my forehead. "Your skin is so sensitive! Your forehead is so red." He said and caressed my forehead using his thumb.

Immediately his lips met with my forehead I froze and my face got hot, I know my face must be as red as a cherry. "Should I apologize?" Min Jun asked. "Do you regret it?" I asked covering my face again with the pillow. "You know I already saw your cherry-red face and no I do not regret it. It was just a forehead kiss, what's there to regret?" He asked and pulled the pillow away. "Stop messing with my pillow," I said and pulled it from him. I covered my face again but this time I hugged the pillow so he wouldn't be able to pull it away so easily.

"Like this morning, when I was about to eat a large chicken sandwich for breakfast, she told me to save it for lunch that what the hell did she buy cereal for." Kaitlyn slapped her forehead. "I think that could've be your mother or something Brandon." Grey roared out a laugh. "Jocks are so goddamned dimwitted and stupid." "You're the devil." Jojo's eyes laid still on the goth girl's who gave her the same penetrative eyes. A scream tore through Arc's eardrums. Everything else happened so fast. A yelp extricated from Grey as Jojo was on him, her hands wrapped tightly around his neck. Strangling him!

He looked pale and there were eyes bags beneath his eyes. Slowly, he lifted his arm, distracting my perusal of his face. With a quick swipe, he flicked away the stray strands of hair on my face. His fingers settled on my forehead and slowly coiled over my face. It felt so right, so smooth and so good. What the heck is happening? Viola leapt for joy, as usual, welcoming his touches. "Come back to me… I need you by my side," Alpha Joash whispered brokenly as he leaned forward to peck me on my forehead.

Gojo's face was too close to Aki's face, and he was grinning in a creepy way. "Is there a problem, Miss Aki?" Mr. Gojo asked her. Aki was immediately creeped out. This strange feeling is the same as what she felt in the basement that night. Mr. Gojo's eyes were barely visible because of his exaggerated smile, but Aki could see through his forced smile. Aki turned her head and looked at her own paper. She secretly looked at Raia, who was also looking at her, especially at Mr. Gojo. But when their eyes met, Raia quickly looked away.

I notice the veins coming forth on his forehead, giving me a hint of rage. “Jay?” “Wrong?” His eyes darken, turning to me.