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“Yuuji, wake up.”
Sukuna gently shake Yuuji’s body in his arms, red eyes wide with fear as Yuuji didn’t stir awake.
Yuuji isn’t breathing.
“Yuuji, baby c'mon, open your eyes.”
The gunshots in the distance sounds muffled inside the room as Sukuna buries his face on peach colored locks, taking a deep breath of familiar cinnamon scent, tainted with the ever growing metallic scent of blood.
He doesn't want to accept it.
He can't.
His hand that rests on Yuuji’s chest pressed even harder, trying his damnest to stop the blood from spilling out.
“Yuuji, baby, please come back.”
His voice breaks, but it fell on deaf ears.
Yuuji can’t hear his plea anymore.
The door opens, and one of his men barge in.
“Boss! We need to run!”
He caresses Yuuji’s cheek with his bloodied hand.
Someone came inside of the room once again. He doesn’t acknowledge them.
“Boss, Gojo Satoru and his dogs are coming, we need to leave.”
He didn’t budge.
His men look at him hesitantly.
“Boss?”
“Let them come, I will kill everyone of them.”
“But Boss- we’re greatly outnumbered!”
“I don’t care. I’ll kill them.”
He left one last, soft kiss on Yuuji’s lips, before he lay him gently on the floor.
He’ll kill all of them.
He’ll make sure they’ll regret targeting his precious Yuuji.
If he dies by the end of it, then that’s it. At least he’ll be with Yuuji.
He cocks his gun, and unsheathe his sword.
"Wait for me, Yuuji." He whispers, before stepping outside.
I'll be with you soon.