Island mission
Part two!!
warnings: mention of family loss. Coma. Being sold. Illusions
“So… this is where we’re staying?” you asked, forcing a smile despite the exhaustion tugging at your face.
“It’s nothing fancy, but yeah,” Megumi replied flatly.
You both stood at the entrance of a hotel.
The two of you stepped inside, heading toward the check-in desk.
“So, you’re a couple?” the receptionist asked casually.
God, you wished—wait. Where the hell did that thought come from?
“No,” you said quickly, trying to keep your tone neutral.
“Mhm. Sure you’re not,” she muttered, giving you a knowing look. If your face flushed, you could blame it on the heat.
“There’s a room free—157,” she added, sliding the key toward Megumi.
“Thanks,” he said, already sounding annoyed. You just smiled.
Climbing the stairs felt like dragging bricks, both of you worn out from the flight. You pushed open the door—only to see one bed.
“What the…” Megumi mumbled, already turning on his heel. He headed back down to the desk.
“That’s the only room available,” the receptionist explained. “This area’s packed with tourists. There’s another hotel about four miles away.”
“It’s midnight and pitch dark—I’m not walking four miles,” you snapped, more from exhaustion than actual anger.
“Fine,” Megumi grumbled, heading back toward the room.
Great. One bed. Midnight. Heat. Perfect.
You both just wanted to shower and go to bed. Megumi went first to the shower while you unpacked ur things.
The shower ran for a while before the bathroom door opened, a wave of warm steam spilling into the room.
Megumi stepped out with a towel slung low around his hips, damp hair falling into his eyes. A few droplets traced down his chest before disappearing against the edge of the towel.
“You’re up,” he said simply, passing you on his way to his bag.
You grabbed your things and slipped into the bathroom, the mirror still fogged from his shower. The water was warm, relaxing the stiffness in your muscles after the long day. When you came back out, your hair clung to your neck, and you wore nothing but underwear and an oversized T-shirt.
,,I can sleep on the couch”, you said. Trying to be polite.
“You’re not sleeping on the couch,” Megumi said without looking up from the folder in his hands.
“I can if I want to—”
“No. It looks uncomfortable and I’m not letting you.”
You sighed but crossed over anyway, slipping under the blanket on one side. He joined a moment later, leaving a respectable amount of space between you. The hum of the air conditioner filled the silence.
“What about your family?” he asked quietly after a moment.
You hesitated. “They were killed by cursed spirits. A long time ago.”
His gaze stayed on the ceiling. “My dad sold me to the Zen’in clan. My sister’s in a coma.”
You turned your head toward him, but he didn’t look back.
“I’m sorry, life must’ve been lonely” you said.
He gave a small shrug. “I got adopted by gojo after, it wasn’t that bad afterwards.”
,,that’s why ur his favorite student huh” you smiled and turned your head to him
,,shut up” he mumbled
,,it’s so obvious that he likes you” you smiled.
The room went quiet again, but the air felt different now — heavier, but not in a bad way. At some point, your knees brushed under the blanket, and neither of you moved away.
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The next morning
You woke slowly, noticing first that the blanket was heavier than before. Then you realized it wasn’t the blanket — it was his arm, draped loosely around your waist.
Megumi was still asleep, breathing steady, his face relaxed in a way you didn’t see often. You stayed still, listening to the faint hum of the air conditioner and the sound of tourists outside the window.
It felt… calm.
The morning sun was soft but bright, spilling golden light across the quiet beach as you and Megumi finished your coffee at a small table near the shore. The air was thick with the scent of salt and sea breeze, mingling with the bitter aroma of freshly brewed coffee. Neither of you spoke much — the quiet between you comfortable, even familiar.
You packed up the manila folder, flipping it open one last time as you stood and headed toward the water’s edge. The beach was empty, untouched — just the gentle roll of waves and the distant cry of seagulls.
“There it is,” you said, pointing across the stretch of shimmering blue. The island was small but clearly visible, green trees rising against the sky. Not far, but enough to make you think twice.
Megumi looked out as well, his dark eyes sharp but calm. “It’s a swim.”
You smirked. “Easy.”
Without hesitation, you peeled off your shirt and shorts until you were standing in just your black bra and matching panties, the tiny bow on the hip catching the light.
Megumi’s gaze flicked away almost immediately, but you caught the brief glance. “Come on,” you teased softly, “It’s not like it’s the first time you’ve seen a woman in her underwear.”
He rubbed the back of his neck but said nothing. The tip of his ears were slightly red. Stripping down to his boxers, he stepped beside you at the water’s edge.
The ocean was cool, tugging at your skin as you waded in together. The waves pushed and pulled around you as you started the swim, steady and strong.
Then—without warning—a wave slammed into your face, salty water flooding your mouth and nose. You sputtered, blinking hard.
“That was personal,” you muttered, wiping saltwater from your eyes.
Megumi let out a quiet tch sound, the sound low but genuine. “It’s the ocean. It doesn’t care about your feelings.”
You grinned, splashing water back at him. For a moment, the tension between you broke completely, replaced by easy laughter as he splashed you again.
The water tasted harsh and salty in your mouth as you both laughed, the sun warming your skin despite the cold sea.
Eventually, you reached the shore of the island, your arms heavy and your lungs burning just slightly from the swim. You crawled out onto the sand, gasping for air and wiping water from your face.
You turned, expecting to see the familiar outline of the mainland behind you.
But it was gone.
No beach. No hotel. No café. No sign of the place you’d started from.
Just endless blue stretching to the horizon.
Your heart skipped.
You glanced at Megumi, who was already scanning the water, his jaw tight, eyes narrowed.
“It’s gone,” he said quietly.
You swallowed hard.
“Fuck.”
He nodded.
“Fuck.”
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Part two!!
Sorry yall waited so long
For anyone who doesn’t understand why the island is gone here’s the explanation:
So gojo said in episode one that the mission could include illusions. So the mainisland they were one was an illusion. It only disappeared after a certain distance. Everyone or everything that was on that island is gone. Including humans building clothes and phones
