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“What do you want?”
“Strike a pose? Screenshot pose? ‘Fuck is that?”
Megumi’s green eyes stare at the camera. He’s new to this, the comments are going too fast, everyone is talking, all about different things.
‘You look good in your sweater.’ Thank you. He just got this last month.
‘The dogs are so cute.’ Of course they are. He puffs with pride, they are his children after all!
‘What is the breed?’ Siberian husky..
‘Your white dog is mauling your poor couch.’ Excuse you, his white dog has a name, and it’s Shiro… are you even paying atten…what?
“Shiro, stop!”
That’s how Megumi’s first livestream ended. It is 15 minutes with confusion, chaos on Megumi's side, while the viewers are amused with the poor man and his two giant dogs. His channel instantly became popular, gaining a thousand subscribers in a week.
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Why did you start this channel? You didn’t seem that enthusiastic about filming.
Megumi snorts, is it that obvious?
”Hmmm, I guess you are new here. I’m just gonna be blunt here, it’s to promote my clinic. Yes, I have a job.” Megumi skims through new comments, laughing when they think he's a full-time vlogger. “This is just my side gig because people have been pestering me to make a pet account to attract more customers. They said to take advantage of my face while I was still young.” People here he means his friend, Nobara, and partly Maki-san, his cousin.
Wolfgandalffog: You would still be pretty when you are old, Fushiguro-san!
Oh , Megumi raised his eyebrows. Thank you.
Hypernova: Where is your clinic, Fushiguro-san?
Peanutsiceoboe: I have to get my cat spayed! Drop the location, Fushiguro-san.
Winterberrylog: Does your clinic have …
Upon reading numerous comments asking about his clinic, Megumi sits straighter. Kuro whines a little when he moves, but he pats the big husky back to sleep. He stares straight into the camera, this is about his career after all.
“I’m happy that you’re supporting my business, but please… Your pet is your responsibility. Don’t overdo it, just because you want to support me, ‘cause I got a customer the other day. Ah, just thinking about it pisses me off.”
Many comments ask for a story time, and Megumi gladly complies. He needs to make sure it didn't happen again after all. “Long story short, he buys this reptile, a very beautiful snake just so he can come to my clinic. Please stop it, it is stupid, irresponsible. they are living beings, supposed to be treasured and cared for, not for your passing interest.”
He sips his coffee, still raging. He laughs though when he reads the supportive comments from his viewers. Megumi then moves closer to the phone, reaching for something behind the camera. “That being said, meet my new child. Orochi, let daddy lift you, ‘kay? Isn't she beautiful?” He raised the white scaled snake in his hand to his audience.
Winterberrylog: Where did you get her, Fushiguro-san?
Webderechowave: don’t tell me…
He hums nonchalantly while petting the snake, like it's a common occurrence for him. “Yeah, kick him in the stomach, throw some money. And I got a new sweetheart.” A whine comes from his left. “You're my sweetheart too, Shiro.”
Winterberrylog: wow, rip that man.
Peanutsiceoboe: thank goodness the snake found a better home.
Webderechowave: does this always happen to you, Fushiguro-san?
“Well, after I started the channel, there have been quite a few.” Megumi hums, hands patting his giant dogs, now that Orochi prefers to snug around his neck, where it's warm. “They would get busted though, ‘cause when I asked shits about their pets, they knew nothing. And most obviously, they did not seem that worried about their pet being checked up on.”
Wolfgandalffog: you little shits should stop doing it fr
Winterberrylog: what if Fushiguro-san close this channel? ill kms if that happens
“Please do not attempt suicide just because of that.” But others could see the ‘get-some-help’ message behind his firm gaze. “Speaking of that, even before this channel I had my share of this little shit incident.”
GhoulNephew: holy, you are just that pretty, fushiguro-san.
MellowHip: man has his own fan base already before
Flatstonecat: tell us about it, fushiguro-san. Do you punch them all too?
Ceruleanbird: do you snatch their pets too? ‘s that why you have your own mini zoo?
“I paid for this little girl, okay. I didn’t snatch her.” Megumi huffs, why are they talking like Megumi is a pet snatcher? He's a responsible civilian, okay. “Hmm, before huh? Hahaha, it has been quite a while. I don't remember much, except I did punch all. I remember a particular one though. Ah, so cute.” He breaks into a laughter, while shaking his head when reminiscing the particular memory.
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: tell us, fushiguro-san!
Wolfgandalffog: he’s laughing, it must be that interesting!
Webderechowave: my nosy ass is suffering right now.
“Hmmm, let’s save that story for another time ‘kay? Bye, it’s almost time for their walk.” Megumi hurriedly hides his smile, waves a goodbye to his viewers.
Webderechowave: he’s trying to get away with it
Wolfgandalffog: fushiguro-san!!!
Webderechowave: tell us, pleasee
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: It's literally midnight though, why's nobody questioning that
Megumi was still laughing to himself when a mug slid towards him. “You sure have a lot of fans.” Sukuna pulls Megumi on the couch with him, hands circled around his waist.
Megumi lets his husband drag him into his lap. “Talk like you don’t have a cult yourself.” He peers into the mug, frowns when it is warm milk. “ I want coffee, Sukuna.”
“You have taken enough coffee today, don't think I'm not aware of it.” He pecks on Megumi’s pouting lips. “My fans aren’t that devoted though. They talk shit to me all the time, while yours would worship the ground you walk on.” He's stills through Megumi's begging stare, and vowed to himself not to fall for those pretty eyes.
“Aren’t you one of my devoted fans too, Ryoumen-san?” A sly smile forms on Megumi's face. His hands slithers around Sukuna's neck, fully straddling the other man.
“Wrong. I’m your most devoted fan, Fushiguro-san. Your one and only husband.” Sukuna kisses his husband softly on his forehead. On his nose. On his cheeks. On his mouth. “Don't think I don't know what you're doing, drink your milk and no coffee.”
Megumi lets out a frustrating groan.
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Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: do you only read, Fushiguro-san?
Webderechowave: let that man read, wtf
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: ‘m just asking
“Don’t fight.” Megumi chastises. He closes his book, bookmarking it beforehand. He gives his blank face to his viewers. “Well, I love to read. Are you guys bored? I told you I have nothing planned for this live, you guys are the one who are pestering me for this. So, suck it up.”
Peanutsiceoboe: I'm never bored looking at your face, Fushiguro-san.
Webderechowave: get lost, that person. let Fushiguro-san live
“It’s fine, I’m worried about you guys though. Why do you love livestream so much, isn’t it much better if I post my usual vlogs? I’m bad at doing livestream.” His weekly, sometimes biweekly videos are more organised, showing his daily life as an owner of a ‘mini zoo’ (they said). He wouldn’t show his face much in those videos, mostly taken from his POV, clearly he has made a mistake showing his little mirror selfie with all of his pets. People are demanding to see him more, pester him to talk, instead of captioning like he always does.
Winterberrylog: fushiguro-san is cuter in live
GhoulNephew: we can’t see much of your face in your vlogs, so
Braveheartlettuce: i like seeing fushiguro-san in his relaxation mode
Ceruleanbird: yeah, we love seeing you talk freely
Megumi waves his hand, these people are too much. Reminds him of a particular someone. “Whatever you say. Ah, the water is ready. Wait, I’m gonna make my coffee. Wait here.” He wiggles his finger. To his two dogs who are dozing off or to the viewers. No one knows.
Hornikirucat: imagine getting hard over being told to wait, can relate
Braveheartlettuce: ewww, delete this. what if fushiguro-san sees this?
Ammilmirlion: disgusting
Nixplutomars: me 2
Braveheartlettuce: stop it
A crash was heard from a distance.
Ammilmirlion: ???
Ceruleanbird: is that fushiguro-san?
Winterberrylog: what’s that sound?
GhoulNephew: white dog, go look for your master. wake up, buddy
MellowHip: it’s shiro, you dumb. How long have you been here?
GhoulNephew: oh, he hears the black dog’s bark. good, follow him
MellowHip: it is kuro…
Peanutsiceoboe: ehhhhh
MellowHip: what the hell
Winterberrylog: is that his boyfriend
Ceruleanbird: does anyone see his face? share with me
Winterberrylog: only saw his body
Peanutsiceoboe: wow, so big
Ceruleanbird: what big? somebody says something. my screen is lagging
Peanutsiceoboe: bro you so pitiful
Braveheartlettuce: haha. bro looks so handsome that i’m speechless.
Ceruleanbird: ? you could tell that he looks handsome from the body alone?
Braveheartlettuce: yeah he has the big d energyyy
GhoulNephew: mr boyfriend notices us here
Winterberrylog: no, don’t close us
Braveheartlettuce: we want to see more
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“Do they see your face?”
Sukuna glances at his pale husband. He puts down a bowl of soup on their bedside table. “Looking at twitter as such, no. I don’t mind letting them know that their Fushiguro-san has been snatched by me.” He gives Megumi his sly smirk, before frowned when Megumi coughed uncontrollably. “What did I tell you, huh? Take care of your health, how are you to survive if you don’t eat? Stop getting too absorbed in counting Orochi’s scales, and pass out after.”
“But, she’s gorgeous.” Megumi pouts, not his fault that he was engrossed in the beautiful snake. And Orochi likes him, she would slither around his hand, slowly tucking herself under Megumi’s neck. How could Megumi deny her?
Sukuna narrows his eyes. “Do it again, and I will send Orochi to your parents’ house.”
He knows how much the Fushiguros treasure their son, and they would be livid if they know Megumi passed out again because he was too busy caring for his pets. Heck, they even would take all of his pets as hostages if they knew. Well, Sukuna too probably would receive threat(s) on how to treat their precious son too, but. It is what it is.
Megumi lets out a frustrated groan, before nodding weakly.
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“I see you are trending again. You passed out again?”
Megumi looks up from his coffee with a grim smile. He thought letting Satoru drag him out, he would not have to listen to other's nagging about his health. Sukuna has become such a mother hen at home, chastising everything he does, everything he eats. He even decreases Megumi's daily dose of coffee. How could he!
“Well…”
Satoru ruffles Megumi's unruly hair, before scooping his giant strawberry parfait into his mouth. “This kid. I'm gonna have a heart attack worrying about you, Megumi-chan.”
He was gonna say that all the sugar Satoru devoured daily would take him out first, but he swallowed it up. “Sorry, I got a bit too excited about Orochi.”
Satoru hums, aware of Megumi's habit and undying love for his pets. “Ah, you have a new child. People are surprised to see your husband though. They thought my Megumi-chan was single.” Satoru smiles wickedly, he has something to annoy Sukuna about.
“Don't bother him, Satoru.”
But his guardian(?) just hummed happily while shoving his face with the sugary creamy parfait.
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“Sweetheart, what is this?”
Megumi looks up from his laptop. Sukuna is on his side, face frowning with phone in his hand. “What, Sukuna? Anything on the ‘gram?” He finishes his email to his staff before plopping himself on Sukuna's lap.
“You sound weirdly not-technologically-challenged that it threw me off for a bit. But, look. You, on a date with THAT Gojo?”
Megumi rolls his eyes. Yes he was a technologically-challenged man before (or still?). Sukuna is the one who has to deal with all the technology mess in their house, or even before they are married, when they are still dating.
“Oh, that Sunday? Yeah, I wouldn't say a date but, yeah. You know I have to spend a minimum of one hour a week with Satoru. If we don't want him knocking on the door at night, that is.” Megumi not seeing what the issue is. Sukuna of all people had known about his relationship with the famous actor.
Well, after all it was Satoru who tried to rile up Sukuna on his wedding day but pathetically slipped into the water fountain. Megumi suspected that the man was drunk, but others said Satoru was just that big of a mess. It is in his nature.
Sukuna huffs. He pulls Megumi closer to his chest, so they could scroll Sukuna's Twitter together. “I know that, but look. People think that you are on a date with the white haired bastard. Look, there are a lot of people shipping you! This is outrageous! I'm your husband, I don’t like this!”
Oh, Megumi thinks in the midst of Sukuna’s complaints. Indeed, there were a number of posts, capturing the scene of Satoru and him at the cafe. He is silently grateful that Sukuna was too preoccupied with his displeasure of the ‘ship’, not realising that Megumi drank coffee at that meeting despite the explicit order to not consume coffee as he had drunk his quota for the day in the morning.
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“Hello guys.”
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Fushiguro-san!!! Are you okay???
Wolfgandalffog: Don’t force yourself. Get some rest
Hypernova: Glad to see you fine
“Don’t freak out guys, I'm fine. I’ve learned my lesson.” Megumi grimaced at the number of comments that basically told him to rest, to recover from his recent public fainting.
Winterberrylog: Really? For the nth time???
Hypernova: Didn’t it happen last july too?
Webderechowave: Hmmm, i love you fushiguro-san but i didn’t buy it\
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Somebody please take care of this man…
“Seriously, guys. I’m doing much better now. How did you guys remember though, I myself forgot how much I passed out. Anyway, thank you for your kind wishes, appreciate it so much.”
At the corner of his eyes, Megumi catches Sukuna peeking at him behind the door of his office. He held his snickers, Sukuna’s so worried that Megumi would pass out again when he was streaming. He shooed his husband away, just by making eye contact. Sukuna pouted though, finger pointing at the kitchen to warn him not to go to the kitchen. His last incident involved hot water, thus it is making Sukuna more wary of leaving Megumi unsupervised. Eventually, Sukuna relents and leaves to start his own scheduled stream too. Not without a last wary glance at him though.
Megumi fondly sighed. Oh, his sweet husband. So worrisome, so attentive. He turns to his own stream, almost forgetting his audience.
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Who’s that?
Peanutsiceoboe: Clearly someone is there
‘ Winterberrylog: ‘s it the gojo satoru
Ceruleanbird: Ohmygosh!!!!!
Flatstonecat: The ship is sailing guyssss
“The fuck, no. Why the hell would I want to be with Gojo Satoru? Sink that ship, the hell.” Why would Satoru be at his house?
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: But didn’t you went on date with him last week, fushiguro-san
GhoulNephew: Yeah, you look good together
Winterberrylog: Don’t worry we’re chill about it
Flatstonecat: Yeahhh
“Well, my actual husband isn’t chill about that.” And Megumi himself isn’t chill about being together with the Gojo Satoru.
MellowHip: You’re married????
GhoulNephew: I know you’re not single but…
GhoulNephew: There goes my chance…
Winterberrylog: As if you’ve any…
GhoulNephew: Shut up
Peanutsiceoboe: Who’s your husband
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Tell us
Ceruleanbird: Is it the guy that carried you the other daY???
“Yeah, bingo. So,yes, I’m married. And no, it’s not Gojo Satoru.”
MellowHip: Then whO????
Well, Megumi could name a thousand others other than Satoru. Why’re these people acting like Satoru is the only man standing on this earth?
Winterberrylog: Is it a normal civilian
Ceruleanbird: Give us a clue, fushiguro-san!!!
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: Time to do some investigating
Megumi snickers pettily. “Hahahaha, no. You guys wanna know, you gotta work for it.”
Braveheartlettuce: He’s teasing us…
MellowHip: You r mean, fushiguro-san…
Peanutsiceoboe: Just you wait, we will find out who’s your husband
Ceruleanbird: My instincts say he is not normal civilian
Ammilmirlion: But…what if his husband don’t like all this spotlight
Ceruleanbird: Privacy? Never heard of her
“My husband? He doesn’t mind it, so go for it guys. In fact, he’s dying to let people know. So why don't you guys do him a favour by finding out?”
Ammilmirlion: Understandable, if i were his husband i would shout to the whole world that i’m married to fushiguro-san
GhoulNephew: We got Fushiguro-san's permission, lessgo
Webderechowave: Lets goooo
MellowHip: Guys, lets make a gc
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: Lessgooo
“Just don't do anything against the law, you guys.”
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“Megumi, what's going on?”
Megumi looks up from his patient’s record with an unamused face. Yuuji sounds as confused as he was when he heard that Megumi was dating his (allegedly not-nice ) brother. He also made the same look when the couple handed him their wedding invitation. Like they have not been dating for five years at that time.
He was pretty sure nothing that serious.
Nobara popped out from behind Yuuji, waving her phone to Megumi. Megumi refrains from rolling his eyes, like his eyesight is that good to see. Excuse you, he has been reading in the dark despite his parents’ advice since he was at the tender age of six. “Sit.”
“You little shit.” Nobara closed the door, it’s lunch time. Most of the staff are gone, so she's gonna be as loud as she wants.
Okay, what ever Megumi had done to deserve that?
“We came across a reddit post about you, people are discussing who your husband might be.” Nobara deadpans to Megumi. Her phone thrusted towards the unhinged veterinarian. “It was an insanely long list.”
Eyebrows raised, he’s not that surprised. It’s fast though, it has only been what, three days since the live. Is there really a group chat, Megumi wonders. “Really, who is on the list?” Megumi hums, eyes going through the record once again before giving his full attention to his friends.
“I don't remember, probably around a hundred? Not sure how they came up with the list, but surprise surprise.” Nobara snorts, eyes twinkling with amusement. “Your actual husband is not even on the list.”
“Really, people.” Megumi finally looks up from his papers. He scrolls through the list, sighing when he catched few familiar names. Hmmm, Sukuna wouldn’t be happy.
Understanding the grimaces on Megumi’s face, Yuuji smiles wryly. “He would get crazy upset, and who knows what he would do.”
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“….What.”
All Sukuna ever wants is a peaceful grocery shopping session. Well, it could’ve been better with Megumi at his side, but his husband has an emergency case at his clinic. Instead of his gorgeous, pouty blessing, Sukuna has this annoying, noisy white haired bastard dangling at his side.
Gojo snickers with that annoying laugh of his, shoving his phone to Sukuna's face.
“See, there's 98 people here, and even you are not here. Tsk tsk tsk, how did people even come up with these lists? Oh, even Yuuta is here? How would people even link Yuuta with Gumi-chan? Oh! It must be from the selfie I posted at the clan meeting! Hmmm, nice sharp eyes!”
Yuuta, that Yuuta. The Yuuta with med-student-eyebag-except-he-is-a-yakuza. Of course people don't know that the lethargic-looking man is a notorious Yakuza, only know him as a relative of the Gojo heir, and as one of his right hand man. But, seriously?
Gojo sucks on his lollipop with his obnoxious smile, when he sees Sukuna's face go sour. He scrolls again, finding a familiar face that would push Sukuna's further to the edge.
“Oh, wow! Yuuji-kun is here too! Ah, probably from the many selfies he posted with Nobara-chan! They three are inseparable after all!”
Excuse you, Sukuna is also inseparable from Megumi. If allowed, he would attach himself onto Megumi's back, plopping like a damn squid all damn day. Why the hell that fucking brat deserves a spot in that list, Sukuna would never know.
“Ah, of course! You have me, at the very top. Tsk tsk tsk, didn't Megumi-chan already say that he's not married to me? Haish, these people are so hopeful for a miracle. Have some pity for the actual husband, you guys.”
“Let me send you the link, Sukuna-kun~ this list is quite interesting!”
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“Guys, the list is quite a shitty one! My husband is not on the list!”
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: There isn't ???
Wolfgandalffog: Fr????
Webderechowave: There's literally 98 people
Wolfgandalffog: Are you sure you're married, Fushiguro-san????
Wolfgandalffog: Is this said husband exists????
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: Maybe he's in delulu era
Winterberrylog: Bishhhh, then who's carrying him the other day?
Wolfgandalffog: Probably the neighbour? Or his roommate? Who knows
Wolfgandalffog: Pretty sure that's a boyfriend at least, by the way he's being carried
“Hey, don't demote my husband to a boyfriend. And I'm not delulu okay. Here, I'm letting you see our wedding ring. Don't accuse me of having a fantasy husband.” What is he now? A teenage girl?
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: What if you bought that by yourself??
Winterberrylog: Whatever for??? That looks shit expensive
Thegodfatheryogurtwhalewhatttt: Self-care maybe
Wolfgandalffog: I believe you Fushiguro-san
Webderechowave: We believe you!!!!!
Nixplutomars: We will do better!!!!
Ammilmirlion: Where have I seen that ring huh
MellowHip: You have????
Ammilmirlion: Yeah, it kinda look familiar
Nixplutomars: Guys, back to gc
So there’s a group chat.
“Good job, looks like my clue is helping you. Do better guys, my husband is sulking already.” Sukuna is not sulking, Megumi is the one gonna sulk because who the fuck are even these people?? He has his own beloved husband, okay.
Ammilmirlion: You know Sukuna?
Winterberrylog: The gamer?
Ceruleanbird: Yeah, I know him! He's hot.
Ammilmirlion: Look, his ig post from two years ago
GhoulNephew: Ehhhh???
Winterberrylog: The ring!!!
Braveheartlettuce: Let me seeee
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Sukuna sulkily scrolls through his Twitter when he receives notifications (when he said notifications ) from his Instagram. Kinda creepy, he would say with how many notifications he received. Huh, he's not that active on Instagram. He waited until the notifications had slowed down. There, he sees red.
A post from two years ago, after Megumi said yes to his proposal. No caption, no tags. Just their rings. Just two hands holding each other, rings shining brightly. As bright as Sukuna's smile that day, when Megumi blushed prettily before kissing him as a yes.
Winterberrylog: Sukuna-san, is this ring yours?
Peanutsiceoboe: Where did you get this ring?
GhoulNephew: Why does he never write caption under his post
Braveheartlettuce: Give us backstory pls
Winterberrylog: Are you Fushiguro-san’s husband??? Answer me
Oh? He found that comment after scrolling past about thirty other comments asking about the ring. The first comment that asks him about Megumi. There are about a hundred replies to the comment though. He clicks, to read the replies.
Peanutsiceoboe: What're you talking about
Winterberrylog: No way
Ceruleanbird: That outta nowhere sis
Hornikirucat: He doesn't look like Fushiguro-san's taste though
Ammilmirlion: How do you know Fushiguro-san's taste though
Hornikirucat: They're just that different, obviously
Webderechowave: Yeah, Sukuna doesn't seem like a someone who would settle down any time soon
Wolfgandalffog: Yeah, no other post about this person or ring. Must be a past lover or something
Ammilmirlion: Hmmm, I checked his Twitter too, but nothing about this too
Wolfgandalffog: I watched his stream the other day, he has no ring on
Thegodfatheryogurtwhale: They must have separated
Hypernova: Hmmm, pity Sukuna
Hornikirucat: Stay strong bro
Winterberrylog: Anyway where did you buy this ring
Ceruleanbird: Lol still on mission
What the hell.
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“You guys are taking too long.”
Megumi complains, hand raised in front of the camera. Still showing his ring for his devoted viewers. They're asking to take a second, proper look because damn it, they want to know who's Fushiguro-san's husband. Yes, they're nosy as hell. They know that.
“I don't know if he has seen the list, but you guys better make another list! Put his name at the top! Make my man happy!”
Megumi steps back from the phone, revealing his kitchen. On the kitchen counter, there are a few cans of dog food, bags of powder supplement and bowls. On the floor, they could see the two giant dogs wagging tails at their owner for food.
“Anyway, since a lot of you are asking for my boys’ diets… we're in the kitchen today. Oh, I left another supplement. Wait here.” Megumi said to his two huskies that were waiting by his feet before opening the cabinet.
Hornikirucat: Must be nice being Fushiguro-san's dog
Braveheartlettuce: Dude get help
Hornikirucat: Nice kitchen by the way
Ignoring the comments, Megumi opens his cabinet. “Wait, why can't I find it? I swear I put it here.”
Megumi swears he's not short! It's just the shelf is too high, he knew Sukuna chose this design on purpose. Damn him and his giant body! And why is there so much protein powder here? Sukuna's buff already! While he was cursing his husband under his breath, he felt familiar hands sneaking on his waist. Just when he turned his head, he was pulled into a kiss.
A hot, wet kiss.
Listen, there's nothing unusual about that. Sukuna’s kisses are wild, rough, passionate. Always. As usual. What's not usual here is the camera on his tripod, viewers witnessing it!
Oh well, when Sukuna’s hand rubs his waist gently, before pulling him even closer, fuck it. He hugs his husband's neck, kissing him just as passionately. Eventually, they pulled back with chest heaving out of breath. Megumi rests their foreheads together, with a playful pout.
“Sukuna…. Look what have you done ....”
“What, sweetheart.”
Megumi points at the camera. Well, he put it quite a far distance, just to make sure it captured the counter. Sukuna probably didn't see it.
Oh, well.
“You guys, this is my husband. Sukuna.”
While Megumi is preparing his dogs’ meals while complaining to his viewers that they're lucky he accidentally revealed his husband before they could. He's too focused on the plate, obviously missing the comments. While Sukuna at his back smiling smugly.
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The viewers are watching Megumi tipping on his toes, trying to find the supplement when the camera was pulled back, capturing the whole kitchen instead of just the kitchen counter. Then they saw the two huskies’ heads snap to the behind the camera. Whispering, they heard a man's voice.
“Want some treats, come here.”
There goes the two huskies, leaving their owner still lurking around to find the supplement. Then they saw a man, Sukuna, they recognized. Just a few days ago , they stalked the streamer to find clues about Fushiguro-san's husband after all. Smiling smugly at the camera while walking slowly towards Fushiguro-san, he points at his finger, showing his ring.
The exact same ring with Fushiguro-san!
Sukuna smiles fondly at his husband, too focused searching for the supplement that he hid earlier. He snakes his hands around the waist, he hugs his husband from behind, ready to show the world who's Fushiguro-san's husband.
Mine .