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Werewolves were contrary creatures, Yuji had come to find out. On one hand, they were terrifying representations of the horrors of the supernatural. On the other, there were only so many full moons you could spend watching your boyfriend chase his own tail and bring you dead rabbits as presents before you lost some of that innate fear. 

Not that Sukuna wasn't terrifying both in and out of wolf form. He was still a giant, grumpy, tattooed man, but Yuji also had the pleasure of living with him, watching him wake up with bed head every morning and stumble his way into the kitchen for coffee because werewolves were ‘nocturnal creatures, Yuji, I cannot be expected to function without caffeine.’

Sukuna was also, unfortunately, really oblivious at times. Stupidly intelligent in all areas of life other than common sense, it seemed. 

And sure, Yuji hadn’t told him outright, he’d only known for a week as it was and had been distracted by the full moon the last two nights. But he’d been leaving hints -lots of them- whether intentionally or not.

He’d been out of bed before six o’clock for the past seven days in a row to throw up, then mysteriously healed from his illness for the rest of the day. Then eating all sorts of weird things that Sukuna had taken one look at and wrinkled his nose at. He had even spent a good portion of the past few days asleep, easily exhausted by small tasks.

Yuji was coming to the point where he was just going to throw a test at him (he knew he could tell his boyfriend, they always knew it was a possibility, he was just nervous okay). 

He blamed it on the full moon, Sukuna was always more scatterbrained at this point, itching with a kind of bone deep energy he’d need to spend three nights prowling through the woods around their rural home. 

“How come you know, but human you is too dumb to realize it?” He lamented to the frankly massive wolf trying to sit in his lap, as had become their routine over the past two days.

The wolf was beautiful, at least twice the size of a normal canine and with soft reddish fur he often let Yuji bury his hands in. Full moon cuddles were one of the highlights of Yuji’s month, but Sukuna was currently trying to crush him with his insistence on being as close to Yuji as physically possible.  

His boyfriend snuffled loudly at his clothed stomach and Yuji smiled down at him. He had taken maybe two steps out of the house to come check on Sukuna, who was pacing around and rumbling to himself, when he had been tackled (gently) and pinned beneath big paws whilst Sukuna investigated his abdomen. 

It didn't take a genius to figure out why. 

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” he laughed as the wolf’s eyes flicked between his own and his stomach, tail thumping behind him where he lay half over Yuji’s sitting form. “You figured it out quick, huh?”

It was unlikely Sukuna would even remember this come morning, nights spent shifted were hazy at best, as Sukuna described it, and completely buried somewhere in his unconscious at worst. He hadn’t the past two mornings, only come to groggy and aching and devastatingly hungry.

But it was nice, in the moment, to share in the glow of it with his boyfriend. Even if his boyfriend was currently an oversized puppy.

Sukuna nosed at his shirt more insistently, until Yuji reached out to push him away with one hand. 

“What’re you doing?”

Sukuna huffed and went back to it.

”Kuna, what-” He stifled a laugh at the feeling of hot breath over his stomach when Sukuna somehow managed to push up his nightshirt. “No! Stop it!”

His wolf snorted softly, wet nose just grazing his skin and causing Yuji to jump slightly. 

“Kuna, c’mon, I’m not even showing!” Despite his pleading, he was playfully snapped at when he tried to move his shirt back down. “It’s cold,” he whined. It was not the time of year to be sat about in just his night clothes- one of Sukuna’s old shirts and a pair of shorts. He could feel the cold grass against his thighs, and without the heat Sukuna radiated, he was certain he’d be shivering. 

His boyfriend, predictably, didn’t really understand him, and instead butted their heads together and licked his cheeks.

”Ah, you're too cute,” he laughed, and let Sukuna nudge him back into lying down before settling over him like a giant weighted blanket. 

“How am I gonna tell you, huh?” He thought aloud. The question had been playing on loop in his head for the past seven days, since he had taken the first test and watched a second, bold red line develop. How was he going to tell Sukuna?

Normally, they shared everything, and he would have come out and said it the same day he found out, had Sukuna not come home and immediately fallen asleep after a long day of work. Yuji had been so enamored by the sight of his sleepy boyfriend, he’d pushed thoughts of the (five) plastic sticks he had buried in his sock drawer to the back of his head. 

After that, he’d tried to think of a way to say it, but nothing came to mind. It felt… big. Too big to be said in just a few small words. This was the start of something new and he hadn’t even told his partner yet. 

And he was scared. Just a little. Scared of taking this step, scared he'd mess up somehow. He had always wanted a family, even when he began his transition, he'd known that one day he wanted children of his own. Sukuna did too, although it had taken him longer to come around to the idea he could be a good father. 

It made him feel a little guilty to be hiding it, when he knew it was something they both wanted.

Yuji resolved to tell Sukuna in the morning, and let the heat of his wolf and the soft noise of his breaths lull him to sleep in the cool night air. 

…

He awoke to Sukuna’s very much human and very much naked body wrapped around his own. 

“Morning,” Sukuna rumbled against him, tightening his arms where they were cradled around Yuji’s middle. 

“Hi,” he whispered back, “how long since you shifted?”

”Not long, maybe half an hour.”

Yuji hummed softly in acknowledgement, and went to kiss his boyfriend’s forehead because Sukuna deserved so much softness after shifting. He shuddered to think of the pain one would have to go through to rearrange all of their bones and muscles.

Only for his new least favorite morning visitor to rear its ugly head. He managed to wriggle out from Sukuna’s grasp with a few desperate movements and sprinted to the nearest patch of bushes, before emptying his stomach.

He heaved, hands on his thighs to brace himself, when he felt Sukuna come up behind him, big hands on his shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into the skin there. 

“Darling? You alright?”

“Yeah,” he croaked, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

”Yuji, you don’t look it,” Sukuna turned him gently, steadying his wobbly legs by holding his waist, so that they could see eye to eye. “Let’s go inside.”

He barely had time to complain before he was being lifted off his feet and carried, bridal style, into the house. 

“Sukuna! Don’t do that, it's bad to strain your muscles just after you shift!” He scolded gently even as he was carried to their bedroom and set down on their low bed. 

“I’m not straining my muscles,” he smirked down at Yuji, “You weigh practically nothing.”

”Baby, you’re very sweet, but I’m not light.” And he’d only get heavier as time went on, but he didn’t say that. Not yet. He would, just… in a minute. 

“You’re light to me,” Sukuna chuckled, then pushed Yuji’s legs apart so that he could crawl onto the bed between them and settle his weight onto Yuji’s torso. He grinned sleepily when Yuji ran a hand through his hair, pushing up into it, typically exhausted by his nighttime activities. 

“So, what’d I do last night?”

”Ah, not much actually,” Yuji thought back to his night spent under the stars and couldn’t help the small smile that stretched onto his lips. “Mostly just napped on me.”

”I slept?” Sukuna seemed rightfully shocked. He was an energetic wolf, it normally took hours to wear him out enough to just lie down, let alone actually sleep. “Maybe I knew you were sick.”

”I’m not sick, Kuna.” 

“You’ve been throwing up for a week, baby, you’re sick.” Sukuna pointed out. “… you’re not, like, hiding anything from me, are you?”

“What would I be hiding?” Yuji stifled his smile against Sukuna’s head.

“Some dogs can smell cancer, you know?” 

“I promise I don’t have cancer.” 

“I trust you. I’m just… worried.” Sukuna seemed mollified by his answer, and soon his eyes had slipped shut, practically purring. Wait. Wolves don’t purr. 

“Hey, Kuna?” Yuji could do this, his resolve was settled, he needed to do this. If only to clear any of Sukuna’s lingering doubts. 

“Hmmm?”

”I’m- I am- I’m… hungry. Like, really hungry.” 

…Yuji couldn’t do this. 

“Yeah? Me too,” Sukuna got up and Yuji almost whined about the lost heat source. His boyfriend moved about the room languidly, stretching out his muscles and joints as he gathered boxers and loose sweatpants, then came back to Yuji’s side to pull him to his feet. He led Yuji to the kitchen by their interlocked hand, then set him on the counter as he moved about cooking. 

“Kuna, let me help,” Yuji whined the second time his attempt to jump down from the counter was foiled by big hands gripping his hips and plonking him back down again. 

“Nope, you stay there. I don’t want you to overexert yourself.”

”I’m not sick!” He complained. “And I want to help! You just shifted back, you shouldn’t be doing everything.”

Sukuna’s brow furrowed a little, and he paused what he was doing, before he went back to preparing their breakfast, ignoring Yuji’s complaints.

”Nope, no way princess, you just sit there and look pretty.”

Yuji did (begrudgingly), trying not to melt under the soft attention when Sukuna brushed past him and left a kiss on his temple. 

“Mmm, you smell nice.” That was another thing about werewolves, or more specifically dating them, you had to get used to a lot of weird ways of expressing affection. 

Six years in and they still caught him off guard sometimes. “Thanks?”

Sukuna wordlessly plated up and they ate together in the kitchen, shoulder to shoulder and enjoying the quiet of their home. Yuji relished in moments like this, the quiet ones between the explosive drama that always seemed to find them even after they moved to the remote outskirts of the forest in a bid to find some privacy. 

“Gotta go back to work tomorrow,” Sukuna murmured and Yuji groaned unhappily. He hated when Sukuna was away, his own work thankfully remote, meaning he could stay in the quiet of their home most days. But no, his stupid, wonderful boyfriend refused to give up his job at the nearest clinic, helping out with supernatural cases. 

“I know baby, but I’ve left Shoko alone long enough. Gotta do my job.” 

Yuji stuck his tongue out. He wasn’t really complaining, Sukuna was good at his job and he had made a massive difference for the nearby community of yokai. Rural areas still held a lot of prejudices and superstitions that clashed with the highest populations of the supernatural in the country. When they had moved out here, Sukuna had taken it upon himself to make a difference. A way of making up for his past, Yuji figured. 

Well, maybe not that great at his job, if he still hadn’t figured it out yet.

Sukuna pinched his tongue between two fingers and Yuji flushed a little at the dark look in his eyes. Then shook his head to clear his horny thoughts because Sukuna was probably exhausted.

“C’mon, cuddle time,” Sukuna moved to pick him up again, but Yuji slipped under his arm and ran to the bedroom with a laugh. His boyfriend pounced after him immediately, and he had barely crossed the threshold before he was being tackled to the bed, apparently not as tired as Yuji had thought in his bid for freedom. 

“Oh!” 

Sukuna settled his weight along Yuji’s back, using all seven foot of his bulk to pin the squirming man under him. 

“Gotcha,” he purred, nibbling gently on Yuji’s ear before moving to suck at his neck. 

“Mmmm, no Kuna, wanna get changed." Yuji also wanted a shower, but knew better than to push his luck when Sukuna was still languid and needy from the full moon. He wriggled, managing to free himself a little and shuffle towards the edge of the bed before he was dragged back under his boyfriend. “Noooo.”

”Why?” Sukuna whined, “You smell fine. Good, actually. Really good.”

“I slept on the ground outside last night.”

“…”

”Kuna, let me up.”

He did, with much grumbling, but watched with keen eyes as Yuji stripped out of his sleep clothes and hurriedly dressed in something comfy. Then tossed his old clothes into the laundry basket, cringing a little when he noticed how full it was. He made towards it, in half a mind to put the wash on now, but was stopped by big hands around his waist and a low rumble in his ear. 

“And where do you think you’re going?”

…

Yuji didn’t know when he drifted off, the fatigue had caught up to him all once, as Sukuna tugged him back down into their bed and began snuggling him aggressively.

By the time he woke, evening had set in and cast long rays of honeyed light into their bedroom. He stretched happily, reached out a hand and found Sukuna’s side of the bed suspiciously empty. 

Thankfully, he had no time to panic, as no sooner had his groggy brain processed the cold sheets and their meaning, the sound of Sukuna’s soft, padding footsteps alerted him to his boyfriend’s return. He looked up through bleary eyes to see the Sukuna’s shirtless form, carrying a basket of clean laundry that he placed on the ground and began to sort. 

“Hey,” he croaked and Sukuna glanced at him, face splitting into a soft smile. 

“Hey princess, had a nice sleep?”

”Yeah,” he yawned widely, with a satisfying crack of his jaw, and shifted to bury more of his face in the pillow next to him, breathing Sukuna’s scent as he listened to him shuffle about. The soft swish and click of opening drawers lulled him back to a drowsy state halfway between sleep and wakefulness, allowing him to drift comfortably, far away from all worries and anxieties. 

A soft thump jolted through him, then silence. 

Not an ominous silence exactly, but the kind of unexpected quiet that tells you something is wrong. 

Yuji cracked an eye open to see Sukuna stood stock still in front of their chest of drawers. His back facing Yuji, the lines of his muscles sharp under his skin as he bent his head to stare down at something on the floor. When he bent to pick it up, Yuji saw only a flash of white before Sukuna had enveloped it in his large hands. 

“Kuna…?”

”Yuji…” he trailed off. “I-”

Now Yuji’s head was ringing with alarm bells, he sat up, moved to get his legs under him, when Sukuna finally turned and he caught sight of what was in his hands. 

Five little white sticks. Even if, from this distance, Yuji couldn’t see them, he knew that each and every one was marked with two bright, bold lines. 

“Oh.” He gasped, a punched out, breathless noise.

His reaction startled a laugh out of Sukuna, whose eyes finally left the tests in his hands and locked with his own. 

“You’re…?”

”Yeah,” Yuji nodded. He curled his knees up, wrapped his arms around them and watched as Sukuna’s gaze flitted between his hands and him. 

He seemed a little dazed, as if his brain was still catching up with the revelation. Yuji could relate, he’d gone through the same thing a week before, was still going through the same thing. 

Maybe… maybe Yuji could do this.

“Hey Kuna.”

”Hmmm?”

”I’m pregnant.”

That seemed to be enough to snap Sukuna from his daze and he lurched forwards on unsteady feet to collapse on his knees just in front of Yuji. The tests were forgotten as his hands came up to push Yuji’s legs apart, then gripped his shirt to reveal Yuji’s stomach. 

The scene was so reminiscent of the last night that Yuji stifled a giggle with one palm, making Sukuna pause and look up at him with glossy eyes. 

“You did this last night.” He explained, watching Sukuna’s brows furrow a little.

”When I was shifted? I… knew. Oh gods, that explains it,” he groaned softly, leaning forward to bury his face in the crook of Yuji’s neck. 

“Explains what?” Now it was Yuji’s turn to be confused. 

”Your scent, it’s different. And I’ve been feeling the urge to bundle you up in our bed and not let you out for days.” Sukuna paused, thought a little, then groaned when he realized his own stupidity. “It explains your nausea. And you missed your period.”

Yuji had, it was what had made him suspicious enough to buy the tests in the first place, although he hadn’t realized Sukuna had noticed.

”Nope, not sick,” Yuji giggled. “Just pregnant.”

He didn’t miss the way Sukuna shivered a little at the words. “Say it again, would you?”

”Sukuna, I’m pregnant.” Yuji caught one of Sukuna’s hands and pressed it to abdomen. It was flat, but his boyfriend went still with awe. “You’re gonna be a dad.”

”Fuck.” He pulled back, pressed a kiss to Yuji’s lips then dropped his head so that he was eyes level with his stomach. “We’re gonna have pups.”

”Are you… happy?”

”Yuji, I’m fucking ecstatic.”

”Hey! Don’t swear in front of the baby!”

Sukuna snorted. 

“What?”

”Babies, darling, not baby.”

”You think it’ll be twins? It’s way too soon to tell, right?! Don’t tell me this is some magic werewolf thing, or is it a doctor thing? Can you tell?” Yuji wasn't sure he was ready for more than one. Sure, he wanted a big family, but suddenly nine months did not seem like long enough to prepare.

”No, no, I don’t know how many there are. Even I can’t tell you that, but it is a werewolf thing. We tend to have a lot of pups.”

That both made sense, and really didn't. Because Yuji was most definitely just a plain old human. “Then where are all your siblings?!” He yelped. 

Sukuna was born a werewolf, something that was surprisingly uncommon, so surely he'd be part of a litter, if he was to be believed. Yuji purposefully ignored the part where his boyfriend was a doctor and would most certainly know these things. Denial was a powerful thing. 

“I ate them.” At Yuji’s horrified look, he rushed to explain. “In the womb, darling. It happens, even if it’s rare.”

”So… we’re talking like, triplets?”

Three wouldn't be too bad. Maybe. 

Three mini werewolves would be cute, actually. 

Sukuna merely smiled a wolfish grin. 

“... you're sure it's gonna be more than one?” He just had to double check. 

“Almost certain,” his boyfriend said. “Do you wanna tell me why you took so many tests?”

Yuji flushed a little. “I needed to double check.”

“Darling, that's more than double checking.”

“I just wanted to be sure, okay!” He yelped as Sukuna surged forwards to wrap him in his arms, tipping them backwards onto the bed. 

“We're really doing this, huh?” He murmured against Yuji's hair. 

“... yeah.” He let his muscles go lax, let his head fall forward to rest fully on Sukuna's chest and relax into the boyfriend's sure hold.

“You're pregnant.” Yuji stifled a giggle at the wonder in his voice. He sounded like a child given their greatest gift.

“Yep.” 

“I love you. I love you all.” One of Sukuna's hands slipped beneath his shirt to find his stomach again, a big, warm weight that made Yuji feel safe. 

“Love you too, Kuna.”

Like that, Yuji let his worries melt away, cleared by the warmth of Sukuna's affection. 

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“- and there’s number six,” Shoko said with a smile. Despite the resident shadows under her eyes and the scent of cigarettes that clung to her coat, she had congratulated both of them with a genuine gleam in her eyes. Then, she had snapped her gloves on and used her usual sternness to get Yuji’s excitedly vibrating boyfriend to sit down and not interfere. 

Yuji stared at the ultrasound. Then he looked at Sukuna. Well, glared would probably be the better word. 

Six.

Six.

Six whole babies. Inside him. All because he had fucked a werewolf. 

Said werewolf didn‘t even look ashamed, instead he was grinning like he was on top of the world. If he had been shifted, Yuji was certain Sukuna’s tail would have been going a mile a minute behind him. 

Sukuna’s eyes were still fixed on the ultrasound and the six little, bean like shapes. 

“Looks to be about twelve weeks, right Sukuna?” Shoko said, looking at her colleague for a second opinion. Technically, Sukuna was the expert in this field and would normally have been the one doing the ultrasound. But Yuji hadn’t wanted Doctor Ryomen. He wanted his boyfriend to hold his hand. 

Sukuna only nodded in response, his grip tightening on Yuji’s hand. 

“So, six healthy pups. Don’t worry, they’ll come out a lot smaller than human babies,” Shoko said when she saw whatever expression was currently occupying Yuji’s face. 

“Six,” he managed to choke out.

”Six,” Sukuna echoed, and his eyes finally turned from the screen to Yuji’s. Yuji’s expression really must have been something, as the werewolf actually faltered when their eyes met. 

“Six, Sukuna! What are we going to do with six babies! They’ll all need clothes and milk and names! What if they’re all identical?!” He ranted, a thousand and one worries bubbling up inside him. 

“Oh darling,” Sukuna said, the excitement gone and replaced with the soft, soothing tone he used anytime Yuji got worked up. He grabbed the tissues Shoko offered him and wiped the gel off Yuji’s stomach, before gathering the smaller man into his arms. 

“Darling, sweetheart, baby, we’ll be okay. Our house is big enough for a litter. And you can think of six names, darling, you write manga.”

Yuji flushed a little. “Okay, you got me there. But you have to help me name them!”

”Of course I will,” Sukuna placated, pressing a kiss to Yuji’s temple. “I’ll help you with everything. They’re my pups.”

”You’ll want to take these, I recon,” Shoko said and handed them print outs of the ultrasound that Sukuna practically snatched out of her hand and pocketed in a fraction of a second. Shoko laughed, pulling her gloves off and tossing them in the bin. “Alright, you’re good to go.”

Yuji barely managed to thank her before he was suffering through the ordeal of being carried through the waiting room by his boyfriend. He tried to smile at the few expectant mothers he saw, and tried not make eye contact with anyone he recognised from his trips into town. 

“So, what should we do today?” Sukuna asked, who had thankfully gotten the day off. It had been a grand total of five days since Yuji’s pregnancy had been revealed. They had kept it quiet from their friends and Yuji’s brothers for the moment, although they were aware they were only delaying the inevitable explosion of reactions they would receive. 

“We could go shopping?” He suggested, although Sukuna could see his heart wasn’t in it. In truth, Yuji was tired already and wanted nothing more than to have a nap. 

“Nah, that can wait. Let’s go home.” Sukuna said as he marched out of the building and over to their car. He managed to get the passenger door open without putting Yuji down and plopped him into he seat. 

Yuji giggled as he did so and Sukuna pulled back to give him a questioning look. 

“We’re going to need a minivan if we’re going to have six kids to cart around.”

Maybe carrying six babies was worth it, Yuji thought, just to see the look on Sukuna's face as he processed that. His eyebrows scrunched, then his nose wrinkled slightly. Then, he turned his head to stare in horror at Yuji’s stomach, as if the babies had already betrayed him. 

Finally, he spoke in a choked voice. “No.”

Yuji cackled as Sukuna slammed his door closed and rounded the car to get in the driver's side. He started the car in silence and pulled out onto the winding road through the forest that would lead them back to the village, and the little path that led to home. 

He leant his head on the window as they drove in comfortable silence, Sukuna’s free hand on his thigh, watching the trees pass. Even now, having grown up in the city, the trees were a marvel to him. It had been the same for Sukuna. The first full moon they spent in their new home, Yuji had watched his wolf bound around in wonder, darting off into the woods for an hour or two, then racing back to check on him. 

It was the first time Sukuna had looked truly happy when shifted. 

And now they were going to raise a litter of pups out here, in the safety of a forest Yokai had been inhabiting for millennia and away from the hostility of city life. 

A squeeze to his thigh made Yuji look over at his boyfriend. Sukuna wasn’t looking at him, his eyes still on the road, but there was that small smile that hadn’t left his lips for five days. 

…

Sukuna was at work that day, and Yuji was bored. His latest chapter was done, the chores checklist was all mysteriously ticked with neat little marks despite him having slept all of yesterday, and the sight of the fridge was making him nauseous again. 

Obviously, a bored Yuji was a dangerous and stupid Yuji. So he had called his friends. The friends he hadn’t told because he and Sukuna had planned to wait for the party at Gojo’s that weekend in order to contain the reaction. 

Too late had he realised this was a bad idea. And by too late he meant, the door bell had already been rung. 

“Let us in, you furry fucker, we know you’re there!” Yuji heard the muffled words called through the door, before a soft impact and a hissed “Nobara!”

After several steadying breaths, Yuji walked to the door and opened it. He had to remind himself several times that he wasn’t showing, that his giant secret was not in fact scrawled across his forehead, nor was there an appropriate human facial expression he could be pulling that would tell them : I’m fucking pregnant.

But, just to be on the safe side, he did glance down and check he hadn’t somehow ended up with a shirt that said anything along the lines of it. 

“Are you just going to stand there?” Nobara snapped as she pushed her way past him and into the house. “Come on, it’s been ages since we’ve all been together!”

”Good to see you, Yuji,” Megumi said with a polite smile, and Yuji managed to smile back. This would be fine, they were just his friends. 

“Hi. Come in,” he closed the door behind Megumi and walked with them to the living room, where Nobara had already sprawled across the outrageously sized couch Yuji had insisted on buying, despite Sukuna’s protests, because he wanted something that could fit his boyfriend in both forms. Of course, he had yet to entice the wolf inside the house for cuddles. But he was working on it. 

“Right, mister, where’s the ring?” Nobara demanded as she sat up. Yuji startled from where he had been settling into his usual seat, a pillow in his lap (just in case he started showing in the next hour), and looked at Megumi, who was looking back expectantly. 

“Um… ring?” 

“The mutt finally proposed, right? That’s why you called us out of the blue for a get together?” Nobara said it was the most obvious thing in the world. 

“What- no!” Yuji spluttered, feeling honestly slightly offended now. “I just wanted to hang out with you guys, is that so hard to believe?“ 

Both Megumi and Nobara looked slightly guilty as he said it, which in turn made Yuji feel rather guilty too. They had known each other since college, all of them attending the same school for different branches of art, and had quickly bonded over feeling out of place in the human dominated school. 

Nobara was a witch, although she had left her small village and coven to study textiles in the city and swore up and down she’d never go back. Megumi had been in a similar boat, being half demon, he had been ostracised from the get go for the small onyx horns poking through his hair, and the thin tail often curled around his leg. 

Yuji, on the other hand, was an odd case. One hundred percent human DNA, and yet he’d never fit in with others his age. Probably because he was almost constantly trailed by three protective half-vampire brothers. Choso, Eso and Kechizu had done their best to give him a normal life, but Yuji had quickly found himself stuck in the middle of day and night. Not a yokai himself, but too close to the spirits and monsters others feared to be seen as fully human. 

“Sukuna hasn’t proposed,” he explained quietly. “He’s just out at work, and I was feeling lonely.”

”Shouldn’t you be working on your manga? It’s close to its end, no?” Megumi questioned, and Yuji gladly took the offered topic change. 

“Yeah, it’s almost done. I just wanted to give my wrist a break. You guys are making it seem like we don’t hang out at all,” he laughed. 

“I guess we are, huh?” Nobara chuckled. “We should get some snacks and stuff, make this feel like a proper college reunion.”

”We spent most of college cramming assignments in Megumi’s dorm,” Yuji laughed, but still stood to head to the kitchen, only to be pushed back down into his seat by Megumi. 

“You don’t need to play host, I’ll get the food.” The dark haired demon said softly as he walked past. 

Yuji’s home had an open layout, so he had a good view of the kitchen from where he was sat. And a good view of the moment Megumi spotted the ultrasound pridefully pinned to the fridge. 

Shit.

”Hey Nobara,” Megumi called in a tone Yuji had never heard before. Nobara must not have either, as she got up to investigate what the demon was looking at.

”Itadori-fucking-Yuji!” She shrieked when she saw it. Yuji used the pillow from his lap to hide his face, only to have it unceremoniously ripped away from him. “You’re pregnant?!”

”…Surprise?” He tried pitifully. She whacked him with the pillow. 

“Hey, don't hit pregnant people!” Megumi thankfully took the pillow off her before she could do it again. “It could hurt the baby.”

Yuji’s couldn’t tell if he was joking or not, but he took the opportunity to rip the bandage off fully. “Babies.”

The silence that followed was impressively deafening. Four eyes turned on him, with looks of equal shock. 

“How many?” Nobara demanded, sounding choked. 

“… six”

Their combined shouts could have rattled the windows. 

…

“Hey baby, I’m home!” Sukuna called, tossing his keys into the bowl by the door, and on top of the various pens and other trinkets Yuji had decided belonged in there too, for some reason. It had been a pretty quiet day in the clinic, thankfully, although spending three hours total over the course of the day fishing small plastic object out of a two year old oni’s nose had been tedious. 

He took a deep breath, savouring their mixed scents in the house, his and Yuji and- two others. Sukuna frowned. What he had been expecting to come home to was a cuddly and affection starved Yuji. Instead, in the middle of his living room, he found a witch, a demon, and a blanket bundle. 

The demon leapt to his feet when he saw Sukuna, putting his hands in the air in surrender so quickly Sukuna was almost certain he knew what was happening. Even the witch looked nervous as she shifted in her seat next to the blankets. 

Which could mean only one thing: they had made Yuji cry. 

Any other time, the werewolf would have lost his shit and shifted just to chase them out of the house. But, Yuji was hormonal, pregnant, and Sukuna wasn’t a hypocrite. He’d made his boyfriend cry by taking the trash out the other day, because apparently it was too ‘sweet’ a gesture for Yuji’s emotions to stand. 

He sighed, striding over to the couch in just a few steps and scooping the softly sniffling bundle up with ease. 

“What happened?” He asked Yuji lowly as he sat down again, the smaller man perched on his lap. It took some digging before he was able to find his boyfriend’s pink, splotchy face. Yuji was an ugly crier, as Sukuna had discovered very quickly into their relationship, the kind of crumpled face, red down to his chest, every orifice running crier who could soak a pillow in seconds (or a boyfriend's shirt after he made the mistake of taking him to see a romantic film on their third date. Never again, he had sworn.)

Yuji only sniffled at him, blinking clumpy, wet lashes at him that, in any other circumstance, would have driven Sukuna mad. But right now, he was more concerned about the shaking form in his lap.

“Darling, talk to me. What’s got you so worked up?” He murmured, although he shot a murderous glare at Yuji’s lingering friends who both swallowed nervously.

”How am I supposed to decide who’s an uncle!” Yuji finally burst out, then threw his arms around Sukuna’s neck and sobbed into his shoulder. 

“An… uncle?” He asked in bewilderment. 

Yuji pulled back to glare at him wetly. “To the babies. Who gets to be an uncle or an aunt?”

Sukuna blinked at him, his confusion yet to fade. “Usually that would be your brothers, darling.”

”But our family is bigger than that!” Yuji insisted. 

Finally, Sukuna thought he might be starting to understand. His boyfriend considered most of his close friends to be family in some way or other, and trying to label their connection with the pups was becoming stressful. His first instinct was to say that none of them were, that the pups were his and Yuji’s and no one else’s. 

But, something made him hesitant. Probably the wet stain on his shoulder, or the way Yuji was trembling, or the tiny nagging part of him that still wished he’d met his siblings. 

“Fuck it, all of them can be. Ask them on Saturday, I’m sure they’ll all say yes.”

Yuji lit up at the words and practically squealed, “You mean it?”

“Of course I mean it, they’re your pups too. Your family is theirs.” Sukuna said gruffly as his boyfriend went full octopus and he was ensnared in four limbs whilst wet kisses were pressed to his cheek. 

“And you two, out,” He demanded, shooting one more glare at Kugisaki and Fushiguro, who hurriedly said their goodbyes before practically running for the door. 

“What happened to waiting, huh?” He asked the man trying to sneakily wipe his nose on his sleeve. With a sigh, he grabbed a box of tissues from the low couch in front of them and held them out to Yuji. 

“I didn’t mean to,” Yuji mumbled guiltily as he took a tissue and blew his nose. “They saw the picture on the fridge.”

Sukuna grimaced. That probably wasn’t his brightest idea, in hindsight, but getting to see his tiny pups every time he walked by the fridge was too tempting of an offer. He’d have to find some way to make it up to Yuji without his boyfriend brushing away his part of the blame.

“Do you still want to wait for the party to tell everyone else?” He asked, focusing back on the matter at hand. 

After some debating, and some more lip chewing that Sukuna grumpily put a stop to, Yuji nodded.

That didn’t stop Sukuna catching him from staring nervously at his brother’s contacts in his phone for the rest of the week. But every time he brought it up, he got brushed off. 

…

The day of the party was, ironically, also the day Yuji started showing. 

Sukuna had been gladly catching up on a few hours of sleep on his day off, having a well deserved lie in as he listened to his boyfriend patter about their room and the bathroom, fussing with his hair and clothes, when a shriek caused him to jolt up and out of the bed. 

He scrambled over to Yuji, who was staring at himself in the mirror, his hoodie bunched up in his hands and pulled up just enough to expose his normally flat, toned stomach. Where a small bump had appeared. 

“Holy shit,” Sukuna breathed as his hands snaked around Yuji’s waist and to his front, fingers pressing over the tiny bump as if to check his eyes weren’t deceiving him. 

They weren’t. It was real. 

“Oh my god,” Yuji echoed, still staring at the reflection. “Those are our babies.”

Sukuna hummed in agreement as he pressed a soft kiss to his boyfriend’s neck. He rubbed his thumb back and forth across tanned skin, mesmerised by the firm bump under his touch. Obviously he’d touched a pregnant stomach before, he’d examined loads, but none of them were his boyfriend’s. 

Yuji made a small, hiccuping noise and Sukuna scooped him up in response, recognising the incoming tears. He carried the smaller man back to their bed and laid him down, before crawling over him and resting his hands on his bump. 

“Those are our babies, Sukuna,” Yuji sniffled even as the werewolf kissed away his tears. 

“Yeah…”

Once the urge to cry had subsided a little, Yuji combed his fingers through Sukuna’s hair, thick and silky and very reminiscent of his fur in wolf form. ”What are you thinking about?”

Sukuna shamelessly leant into his hand. “What excuse I could make to get out of that party so I can keep you here all day.”

Yuji laughed, pushing Sukuna’s head away when he went in for a kiss. “We need to go that party. My brothers will be there and I want to tell them in person.”

”They could come here,” Sukuna counter offered and dodged Yuji’s palm to kiss his neck again, nipping at the skin there playfully. 

“It’s a really long drive for them to get all the way out here, I don’t want to inconvenience them when Choso gets so few days off anyway. Besides, Gojo and Geto will want to know too. Don’t you want to tell your friends”

Sukuna sighed. Honestly, he would have been fine informing his old classmates over the phone, but all three of them were busy as hell these days. The party was the perfect opportunity to see Gojo’s face when he found out, too. 

“Fine,” he huffed, “we’ll go.”

…

Gojo’s house was, as expected, big, fancy and loud.

The white kitsune and his mate hosted this kind of get together every few months for the mix match of friends they had gathered over the years. It was the one place for miles around where the supernatural far outnumbered the humans in attendance. 

Of course, within seconds of entering Sukuna had lost Yuji to a gaggle of his friends and brothers, so he had slunk off to a quiet corner to wait until his boyfriend got overwhelmed and came looking for him. 

The quietest corner he could find was the one Nanami, a warlock who had given up on magical life and gone to work in an office, was napping in. So Sukuna leant against the wall and watched. Yuji had dubbed this behaviour 'gargoyle mode’ and informed him more than once that it looked like he was plotting a murder. In reality, Sukuna usually picked a point to glare at and then zoned out. 

After a while, a shadow sidled up to him. 

“Yuji’s scent has changed quite a bit, hmm Sukuna?” Suguru commented in what was probably meant to be a casual way, his black fox ears swiveling on his head. 

Sukuna sighed internally. Despite being arguably some of his closest friends, Suguru and his white haired mate were also the biggest pains in the ass he had met. 

“What did Shoko tell you?” He huffed and watched Suguru’s sly smile spread out the corner of his eye. 

“Nothing, nothing,” Suguru waved the question away with his hand. “She merely hinted at some things.” 

“Hmmm.”

“So, is it-” Sukuna didn’t hear the rest of his words, as he was too busy stomping across the room to retrieve Yuji from Choso’s bone crushing hug. 

“Back off,” he growled, “He’s been sick.” For anyone else, it would be a flimsy excuse, but not for them. Yuji’s health had always been precious to Sukuna. And no one would dare challenge him on it.

Choso looked sheepish, but relented easily, allowing Sukuna to wrap an arm around Yuji’s waist. He pressed a kiss to his boyfriend's temple when he felt Yuji’s hand cover his own. 

“Actually… I haven’t just been sick,” Yuji said quietly, startling everyone in the area into silence. He glanced up at Sukuna, who gave him an encouraging nod, but otherwise left it up to him what happened next. 

Yuji took a small, steadying breath, before he slid both his and Sukuna’s hand to his stomach. “We’re expecting.”

“What?!” Satoru, who had been on the other side of the room, whipped around, all nine tails fluffed. He ran over, just as Suguru covered his mouth with his sleeve to stifle a laugh. ”You can’t be pregnant, you’re like fifteen! Sukuna, how could you do this!”

Sukuna, maturely, stuck his tongue out. 

“… I’m twenty six,” Yuji said in slight confusion. 

Satoru’s reply was drowned out by three descending vampires. “My little brother!” Choso wailed, echoed by both Eso and Kechizu. 

Sukune sighed deeply as Yuji surrendered to their fussing, lifting his hoodie enough to show off the tiny bump and letting hem coo over it. He met Kugisaki’s eyes over the crowd of black hair and she gave him a sympathetic look, then a shit eating grin when Choso rounded on him to bring the eldest sibling reckoning down on him as if he wasn’t well aware Sukuna had been Yuji’s boyfriend for six years. 

He sighed again. It was going to be a long night. 

…

”What a month, huh?” Yuji sighed as he stretched out on the grass under the moonlight. Sukuna huffed in agreement from where he was investigating the trees, sniffing around the roots, probably in search of small animals to terrorise. 

The moon had only been up a few hours, and Yuji had mostly been content to let the wolf wander about and do his usual checks around his territory, but it was getting cold and he wanted his personal hot water bottle. 

“Sukuna,” he called and watched as the wolf’s ears flicked back towards him. “Kuna, c’mon, the trees can’t be that interesting.”

Apparently, Yuji was wrong, as Sukuna went straight back to whatever he was doing. Must have found a rabbit’s trail, Yuji thought with a sigh as he flopped onto his back in the grass.

Idly, he brushed a hand over his growing bump. They weren’t moving yet, but they were certainly making themselves known in other ways. His nausea had finally subsided, making room for a whole list of other symptoms his boyfriend was a little too delighted to see.

A cold breeze made him shiver, and Yuji finally gave up waiting for Sukuna to come over on his own. Instead he pulled his shirt up to expose his belly and whistled. “Kuna, your pups are cold.”

The wolf padded over so quickly Yuji couldn’t help but chuckle. The chuckle quickly morphed into full on laughter as a cold nose and whiskers brushed over his skin, investigating his belly. 

Sukuna’s tail was wagging by the time he settled down with a huff, curled around Yuji with his head resting on the other’s chest to receive affection. Indulgently, Yuji kissed his snout.