im a mess lol

☰ SUGURU GETO

Closing his eyes, he awaits death. He doesn't care about his life anymore, all the filth around has drained all his desire to live, “go ahead and kill me.” he wheezes, looking up at you, the person who found him after he stumbled away from his failed rendezvous of capturing rika,

“what are you waiting for?” caught up in his morbid thoughts, geto misses the melancholic look in your eyes as you approach him with soft strides, “I don't need your sympathy.” he spits. Kneeling beside him, you extend your palm to him with a gentle whisper, “let's go home, sugu',”

he gapes at your capacity for forgiveness even after all he did, “I miss you, satoru and shoko miss you.” grabbing his bloody hand in your smaller ones, you smiled at him, “We'll figure it out.” Geto stares at your tangled hands, before lifting his free hand to cradle the back of your head, “there's no hope for me, darling.”

leaning forward, you rest your forehead against his, not caring about the blood that caked your skin from the contact, “that's not true. You've us,” you breathe silently, “you've me.” and he chuckles lightly at that, maybe he can find a reason to stay alive after all.

☰ YUUJI ITADORI

With the king of curses residing inside him, he is aware of exactly how doomed he is and yet he can't help but be a bit selfish, staying with you even with the knowledge that sukuna can get out of control and hurt you, anytime, “yuuuuji,” your whine tugs him out of his mind, “this is so boring.”

resting your head on his thigh, you complain while flipping through the channels on the TV mindlessly, “let's sneak out.” there's a bright grin on your face when yuuji agrees, reluctantly. Walking side by side in the darkness of the silent night, you pop a casual question,

“yu', what are you gonna do after we get rid of sukuna?” looking down at his hand, yuji whispers in a low voice, “I haven't really thought of it.” the truth is that he doesn't expect to actually survive that far, “oh c'mon, you must've thought of something.” you urge, sighing when the boy shakes his head,

“fine, how 'bout we go visit Okinawa?” your hope is contagious and so is your grin, “gojo sensei said that it's a nice place,” yuuji smiles as you ramble on. Ducking his head, he pecks your cheek softly, letting his lips linger just for a second longer before pulling away, “I'd love to.”

☰ YUUTA OKKOTSU

Any sane person would run away after hearing the creepy screech but instead he saw you leaning over him to assess the wound on his leg left by the curse that fled down the dark alleyway, “are you alright?” he hiccups a dumbfounded, "huh" At your inquiry, “yu', you're losing t'much blood, we need to get you to a doc—”

standing up on his knees, he pulled out his katana. He didn't expect to run into a curse while he was out with you but he's glad he brought his weapon along, “I'll be fine,” he assured, “but you should probably get outta here.”

“not without you!” your hand balled into a tiny fist, tugging at his white jacket and yuuta felt a smile crawl on his face even under the unforeseen circumstances. He hasn't felt his chest warm up like this in a long time, he's not alone anymore. The thought alone made his protectiveness hike up, he'd do anything to make sure nothing happens to you,

“it's not safe for you here, go wait inside the shop.” noticing the unsure furrow of your brows, he grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles, dark eyes looking at you with sincerity, “don't worry, I'll be alright.”

☰ TOJI FUSHIGURO

Moving from one mission to another, toji often tends to forget about the mundane side of life. Returning with blood splattered clothes, he looked around for you only to find you dozed off on the table. The scarred corner of his lip lifted up as he smiled at the sight of you drooling a bit in your sleep.

You must've been waiting for him to get back. Turning off the lights, toji walks up to your slumped form. You look so pristine, so pure like this. A sudden sense of guilt washed over him, his heart beating painfully. You deserve better than a killer such as him. 

Hesitantly, he reaches out, he tucks away a few stray strands of hair behind your ear. A crease forms in between your eyebrows and your eyes flutter open, “toji? You're back?” your groggy voice fills the silent room, “I missed you.”

your droopy eyes close shut again and you lean into the warmth of his touch, “missed you too,” toji whispers softly, wondering how he got so lucky to have such an angel as you, all to himself. Leaning down to press his lips to your forehead, he mumbles, “g'night, princess.”