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it’s been a long day, a terribly long day. fushiguro had just gotten back from hanging out with kugisaki and maki, and as much as he loved them, he hated third-wheeling. inumkai and panda were busy on a mission, and his wonderful boyfriend itadori was resting after yesterday’s mission.
he had gotten badly injured, leaving him with a broken arm and a new scar on his chest. fushiguro hated the sight of it, but itadori told him not to worry, so he tried his best not to. but of course, it wasn’t that easy, it never was.
fushiguro had already lost him once, he couldn’t lose him again, not ever. but he was eventually, until they retrieved all of sukuna’s fingers. then itadori would be executed, and fushiguro would be left all alone again.
but until then, he didn’t need his boyfriend’s execution date to be closer. he wanted him alive as much as he could, he needed him. fushiguro loved him, he loved him more than anything.
so of course he was going to worry, how could he not? yesterday’s mission was awful, and itadori had passed out for hours on end. fushiguro was scared out of his mind. the thought of losing itadori so soon haunted his every waking thought.
so of course he was going to worry.
in fact, fushiguro thought about it the entire day. when he went to the mall with kugisaki and maki, when they got ice cream, in the car ride back. the thought never left his mind, and he couldn’t wait to get back to school to see itadori.
once he had arrived at their dorms, fushiguro rushed to itadori’s room, flinging his door open without even knocking. it was rude, but it was necessary. there he was, sitting in his bed with a comic book in his hands.
“hey, megumi!” itadori greeted with a grin, his smile brighter than the sun.
seeing his smile washed away all the fear fushiguro carried. he knew itadori would still be here, why wouldn’t he be? but still, he was worried.
“hey,” fushiguro said back, walking towards his bed, “how was your day?”
“it was good,” itadori replied, “i had some noodles, took a nap, and now i’m here.”
“that’s nice,” fushiguro said with a hum, crawling into itadori’s bed and arms. as if it were second nature, itadori wrapped his arms around fushiguro, rubbing his back.
“long day?” he asked, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
eyes fluttering shut, fushiguro nodded and hummed, nuzzling into his boyfriend’s warmth. he was alive, he was here.
itadori planted another kiss to fushiguro’s head. he swore he could feel his smile.
“get some rest, alright?” itadori said, going back to reading.
with a yawn, fushiguro hummed again. he rested his head right over itadori’s chest, listening to his heartbeat.
he wasn’t sure if itadori was aware of it or not, but any chance he got, fushiguro would lay his head directly over itadori’s heart just to hear his heart beating.
thump,
thump,
thump.
it pounded against his ear, but fushiguro wouldn’t have it any other way. after worrying all day about his boyfriend’s health, he really needed this. the thought of itadori dying was his worst fear, but listening to his heartbeat always calmed him down.
thump,
thump,
thump.
sometimes he was just anxious or tired and he’d want to listen to his heart beating. it was soothing, like the sound of the ocean coming from a seashell. it was fushiguro’s favorite sound, his favorite song.
thump,
thump,
thump.
drifting off to sleep, fushiguro let the sound of itadori’s heartbeat send him off to a good night’s sleep. itadori yuuji was right here, holding fushiguro in his arms. he was alive, just as alive as fushiguro is, as everybody else is.
thump,
thump,
thump.