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Dating Itadori Yuuji is already exhausting enough but dealing with the curse inside his body test his strength everyday.
Especially since Itadori came back, he finds himself nerve wrecking situations involving the king of curses.Cuddling with his lover, watching a movie and once again Sukuna interrupts their alone time.
It’s most of the time flirting moves while Itadori tells him to shut his mouth and leave “his Fushiguro” alone. Which makes Megumi blush a little, he must admit he likes seeing his lover a little more dominant. The response the curse gave, should’ve already made him suspicious.
But Megumi brushed it off.
Every night, he finds himself always at the same dream, especially if his lover slept next to him. Their skin touching each other, Itadori‘s arms hugging him from behind.
His dreams or more precisely visions were clear.
The hot weather, crickets chirping far away and some children playing outside. Himself sitting, looking up to sky while he wore a kimono that matched his dark hair. The sky was beautiful, clean and a soft blue he can’t remember ever seeing outside his daily dreams. And it was the same dream again this night.
Besides this time it wasn’t.
Megumi could never identify the face of the stranger who came outside of the house. The warm feeling he suddenly felt when this stranger sat down next to him, holding his delicate hand with such a caring movement.
He was intoxicated by the warmth and tenderness the stranger gave him. So much, he is left with tears in every morning.
At the beginning, Megumi thought those dreams were his response to Itadori’s death, his sudden resurrection while believing in a future with him.
But now knowing the true face of his stranger, he calls out for his name.
“Were you waiting for some alone time Fushiguro Megumi?“
The young sorcerer already knew his boyfriends is a deep sleeper, making it easier for the curse inside his body to crawl out. They share same body yet Sukuna’s touch is nothing like his lover.
Not even bothering with the curses tighter grip around his body, he buries himself into the pillow.
“You knew it right.”
A growl escapes from the curse behind him, confirming his question.
„My feelings are only towards Itadori. Nothing will change it. I’m sorry.”
Why was he even apologizing? Ryomen Sukuna was a dangerous special grade curse who happens to be his past lover. He should rather apologize for filling Megumi with those sad memories.
A chuckle came out of the king, sinking his head into the young sorcerer neck. Megumi could practically sense his warm breath against his ears.
“You told me the same exact words 1000 years ago. Must be fate.”
Fushiguro Megumi doesn’t believe in fate. Fate must be cruel enough to curse himself with his past lover and current lover trapped in the same body.
„Let me stay like this a little okay? Before the brat wakes up.“
There was no need to answer, both of them knew it. Making Megumi wonder if he felt alone or even jealous whenever Itadori and him were spending time together. But this seems impossible for someone like Sukuna.
The king of curses would never admit it, his ego was to immense.
„Grab my hand. Like you used to do.“
Sukuna was caught for a moment in disbelief but quickly fulfills the young sorcerers request. Megumi was practically drowning in butterflies. It was exact like in his dreams.
“If you leave us alone in the daytime, we could do this often.“
Turning to the curse, he gave him a serious face yet their hands still connected. Sukuna was no weakling but not even in his past life, he could say anything against those eyes.
Giving his Fushiguro a smirk as he takes his hand closer for a gentle kiss. Much to a suprise for the younger boy, a red creeping on his cheek.
“If you already want to kiss me then do it probably coward.”
The king of curses doesn’t need to hear it twice, leaning towards his past lovers lips. He knew already how soft Fushiguro‘s lips are but he will never be satisfied with the feeling.
Sukuna was hungry for more, now that the young sorcerer finally remembers who he truly belongs to.
“I’ve waited so long for you to return for me. I’m never letting you go my human.”
Their kiss stops, the curse putting himself on top of Megumi while staring at him with those longing eyes. The fear he once felt seeing those eyes, was completely gone. Unbelievable, how those word made his heart skip a beat.
„Never thought the all mighty Ryomen Sukuna would be such a hopeless romantic.“
“Don’t mess with me now princess.“
Megumi couldn’t help but giggle at those nicknames. The curse wasn’t pleased by this but he couldn’t say anything. Just silently watching again his lover kissing him, a memory flashing through his mind.
.....
„You are back. Do you want to take a bath? Dinner is already finished.“
He is greeted by his wife sitting outside, it was already a summer so he wouldn’t understand why the dark haired boy sat rather in the heat as in the cold house. Was it a human thing?
„Why are you always outside?“
The question made the young man laugh, himself was wondering why he did it, the heat was unbearable.
„Hm. I guess I like watching the kids play, brings past memories back. A shame I can’t give you any offsprings.“
“I don’t need any as long I have you. You know that.”
A smile appeared on his face as his partner sits down while he holds his hand with the same comfort.
Although this soft movement would disappear later at the night, it filled the young human with delight.
„What would the world say if they would know what a softie the scary four armed king of curses is for a human?“
„Don’t test your luck princess. Now let’s go inside. Didn’t you promised me a bath?“
...
Sukuna clearly didn’t wanted to switch up again but he could feel the brat inside slowly waking up. His glance wanders to his Fushiguro, who still was asleep exhausted after their catch up time. Grinning, he let’s Itadori take the control again. Waiting patiently on his bone throne till his time comes again.
Afterwards Itadori apologized to his boyfriend for the marks on his body thinking he caused them half asleep.
But Megumi knew who was responsible for it. And the culprit remained silent as promised till the night.