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Seven years passed since that final fight. Things would never be completely peaceful, but they’re bearable.
The moderately sized apartment in the middle of Tokyo (because “We’re young! Let’s enjoy the city to its fullest!”) housed two jujutsu sorcerers or “teachers” as they’re known to their neighbors.
Yuji Itadori rolled and cracked his neck loudly as he opened the door to the apartment. “Megumi, I’m home! I gotta tell you about this curse I exorcised,” he said as he took off his shoes.
He looked around for his boyfriend, checking the living room, his office (that he passed out frequently in and Yuji would tell him would mess up his back), the patio, the weird nook in the kitchen that Megumi somehow figured out how to sleep in, and finally their bedroom.
Megumi’s spiky black hair was poking out of a pile of fur. His face was buried in his white Divine Dog’s stomach while the black Divine Dog laid on his back. Yuji held back a laugh as he pulled out his phone, wincing at the pain in his arm from the exorcism, and snapped several pictures. He’d send them to Nobara later.
He sat on the end of the bed and pulled off his shirt and heard Megumi and his dogs start to stir. The white dog huffed as Megumi began to sit up, being careful to not disturb the black dog on his back.
“Yuji, come here,” Megumi whined. He climbed his way out of pile of dogs and crawled toward him. Megumi draped his arms around Yuji’s shoulders and kissed the top of his head. Yuji chuckled and leaned back, kissing Megumi’s cheek.
“I think you came to me.”
“Semantics.”
“...”
“Details.”
“I knew what that meant!”
“Sure you did,” Megumi laughed and kissed his head again. Yuji almost sent back a retort but could only smile at him.
“Come to bed,” Megumi’s fingers traced over the scars under his eyes and he nuzzled into the touch.
“I will.” Yuji’s smile grew bigger. He was so, so lucky to have Megumi by his side. To be so in love and so safe here, with his boyfriend, and his two demon dogs.