cw: sfw, cursing. author note at end
megumi fushiguro x yuji itadori (late itafushi week submission)
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All they wanted was peace. A couple hours away from it all, Gojo, Nobara, just peace between themselves.
A little time at the arcade, dinner at a quiet restaurant, to be dorky and lovey; Yuji mostly, Megumi was embarrassed by PDA. Yet he just had to interrupt.
Yuji called out, gesturing over to some racing machine secluded beneath curtains.
Megumi hummed, following Yuji into the machine and popping a couple tokens into it.
“You sure? You get kinda heated with these sorts of games..”
The ravenette muttered, watching Yuji settle back into the racing seat.
“You are so competitive, come on”
Megumi huffed, raising a brow. The salmon haired boy rolled his eyes, placing a chaste kiss to Megumi’s cheek and nudging him.
“You’re just worried I’ll beat you. Come on, lock in!”
He sighed, shaking his at Yuji but focusing on the game, gripping the wheel.
He chuckled as Yuji ran himself off the road multiple times, grinning at the frustration on his boyfriend’s face.
“It’s not me, this wheel sucks!”
Yuji stiffened up, slapping himself across the face sharply enough to make Megumi wince.
“What the hell? Was that Sukuna?”
A little mouth popped up on Yuji’s other cheek, shaped into a sneer.
“Don’t say my name so casually, you insolent brat”
Yuji whacked his other hand across his face, only for the mouth to appear over top his palm.
“You dare try silence me?!”
Megumi deadpanned, sighing.
“Can’t you make him go away?”
Yuji scoffed, furrowing his brow in concentration. They both sighed when the game rung out a high pitched tone, ended the game.
They’d both crashed. Sukuna smirked, belting out mocking chuckles before dissipating back into Yuji’s skin. Yuji pouted up at Megumi.
“He made us waste our tokens”
Megumi shook his head, waving a hand.
“It’s fine, at least he didn’t try anything”
He glanced back over to Yuji who was still pouting with that kicked puppy look. He sucked his teeth, sighing and leaning over to nuzzle Yuji’s neck.
“‘S fine. I’ll buy more. I got Gojo’s card”
He smiled, his frown wavering as he peeked down at Megumi.
“..nah, it’s fine. Thanks Megumi”
He again waved a hand dismissively, but still flushed when Yuji raised his head to kiss his cheek.
“Alright, stop it, before somebody pulls the curtains back..”
It didn’t get any better at the restaurant. It seemed the one day they were able to sneak away from everybody else, somebody had to intervene.
Yuji tried to eat his food and talk to Megumi casually, ignore it, but Sukuna was insistent as much as he was infuriating.
“What an irritating woman! Her voice is unnecessarily high toned, how annoying”
“This food looks disgusting”
“God, you’re so insistent on this incessant.. romantic spiel! Enough!”
They tried to ignore him, and Yuji tried to suppress it but it was becoming increasingly harder to deal with.
Yuji ended up pouting, elbows on the table and his face in his hands, shoving his food away.
Megumi huffed, frowning at his poor boyfriend. He stood up from his side of the booth and walked over, nudging Yuji down to sit by his side.
“It’s fine. We’ll get it to go and eat at home, so you don’t have to worry about people seeing”
Yuji frowned, those big brown eyes boring into Megumi’s.
“It was meant to be an us day”
Megumi squirmed looking at Yujis pathetically handsome face and the sad little expression he held on it.
He slid a hand under the table, cupping Yuji’s hand in his own.
“It’s ok. Doesn’t matter. Just happy I got to spend some time with you”
Megumi hummed, trying to appear nonchalant despite the blush on his cheeks.
Yuji’s eyes glimmered and he leaned over, resting a cheek against Megumi’s shoulder.
Megumi’s eye twitched, brow furrowing in concentration.
“You ok..? Still awkward with the PDA..?”
“Yeah, that. But also, Sukuna’s licking my palm”
Yuji pursed his lips before bursting into laughter, planting kisses all along Megumi’s cheek.
“It’s fine, it’s not you doing it. But I don’t wanna let go. But his tongue is serious fucking gross. It feels like.. grainy”
“Megumi, you’re squeezing, relax!”
He shook his head, face determined.
“I’m not gonna let him make me let go. You’re my boyfriend and I can hold your hand if I want, and I’m not gonna let this petulant dick stop me”
Yuji’s eyes glistened with unshed tears, sniffling at Megumi’s determination.
“What’s wrong?! Don’t let him make you cry!”
He giggled, shaking his head.
“It’s you! For somebody so grumpy, you’re a real romantic”
Megumi scoffed, looking down at the pink haired boys grinning face before planting a quick, gentle kiss to his nose bridge.
Sukuna’s mouth instead popped up on Yuji’s cheek, seemingly bored of assaulting Megumi’s hand.
Megumi groaned but Yuji smirked a little.
“Wanna show him how disgusting we can be?”
Megumi raised a brow and scoffed.
Yuji just smiled softer, placing his head back to Megumi’s shoulder.
“Love you too, Yuji. Love you more.”
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an: i dont rllyyyy like this but i wanted to write anything for itafushi week. and i wanted to procrastinate more! #examsinaweek #cooked