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"God, you're impossible to beat. You and your oddly inhumane strength." Nobara grumbled. "Like seriously, how are you so good at hand-to-hand combat? It's insane!" the brown-haired girl continued. Yuuji snickered to himself. It was always funny seeing Nobara's reactions to getting kicked to the ground.
"Sounds like someones upset that they can't win!" He retorted, causing Nobara to glare daggers at him.
"Sure, sure. Whatever makes you feel better." She said with an eyeroll.
"Yuuji!" Gojo exclaimed causing Yuuji to jump. When did he get here? Yuuji turned around to look at his elder.
"Sensei, hi!"
"Listen, I need to talk to you about something. Could I steal you away for a moment? Sorry, Kugisaki!" Gojo said, looking back at the shorter girl, giving her a short wave, before whisking Yuuji away to the hallway of the boys' dorm.
"Why are we at the dormitories?" Yuuji questioned.
"Listen.. Megumi is, well, sick! To say the least, and you know how stubborn he is.. He refuses to let me help him and he can hardly get out of bed. You know his immune system isn't the greatest.. Do you think you could, I don't know, wear him down and let you help him or something? Sorry to spring this on you so suddenly!" Gojo said, and who was Yuuji to disagree? His poor poor boyfriend on his deathbed, of course, he had to help. (Deathbed might be an exaggeration, but still!).
"Sure!" Yuuji quickly agreed.
"Great, good luck!" Gojo said before promptly teleporting off to who knows where.
Yuuji let out a small sigh before padding towards Megumi's door, knocking gently before opening the door. Upon entering, he noticed it was almost pitch black, with the only light coming from the faint glow in the hallway. He walked into the room, gently shutting the door behind him. His eyes took a few seconds to adjust to the darkness, but what he could see was a cup half-filled with water, a pill container next to it, and Megumi's hair sticking out of his blanket slightly.
"Fushiguro, how are you feeling?" The pink-haired boy, his voice laced with concern. As he expected, he got no response from the boy in front of him. He walked closer to the bed, crouching down to Megumi's eye level. "Don't wanna speak, huh?" Yuuji smiled at him. He put his hand on the spikey hair emitting from the blanket, maintaining eye contact with Megumi. Carding his fingers through the boys hair he spoke, "Gojo sent me, said you were sick and refused help."
"That snitch." Megumi uttered under his breath, causing Yuuji to let out a chuckle in return.
"Do you want anything? Water? Some food?"
"No.."
"Okay, move over" Yuuji stood up whilst Megumi shifted closer to the wall, allowing Yuuji to slot next to him in the small twin-sized bed. The beds provided by them were in no means big, meaning fitting two people into them was always a struggle, but with how clingy the two were, it was never really a problem as they always lay closely in each other's embrace.
After making a few adjustments, the two lay in bed together, Megumi in Yuuji's arms. Yuuji kissing the crown of his head before going back to smoothing Megumi's hair out with his fingers.
"So, you feeling okay?" The younger boy questioned.
"I'm hot, cold, gross, sweaty, and I feel like I'm about to throw up everywhere, you tell me", Megumi deadpans.
"I'm sorry, is there anything I can do to help?" Yuuji asks again, trying his luck.
"Mmm.. No, just stay here for now. You're warm, it's nice."
"Okay, if you need anything, tell me? Alright?" The pink-haired boy states, receiving a hum in acknowledgment.
Yuuji eventually moves one of his hands up the back of Megumi's shirt, tracing small patterns into his skin. The boy in his arms let out a content sigh and melts into the touch. Yuuji knew Megumi was likely about to fall asleep, and he was correct when he noticed Megumi's breathing evened out, and his features softened slightly. The sight before him makes him smile slightly.
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If someone told Yuuji a year ago he'd be in the bed of his best friend, essentially being his human heater, he'd likely laugh at you. I mean, this was Megumi we were talking about, the same Megumi who would scowl if anyone dared offer to help him. The same Megumi who'd scold Yuuji for staying up late at night, waiting for Megumi like a puppy awaiting its owner's return. So yeah, Yuuji is a bit shocked that not only is Megumi letting him lie with him, but letting him help at all.
The two started dating a few months ago, and those few months were practically the best months of his life. Sure, not a lot had changed. It's not like their friendship was very "friendly" to begin with; they would always be in each other's space, sleeping together during tough times to calm the other down, or having some sort of weird tension between them when training. Nobara always pointed out the weird homoerotic part of their friendship. But now, Yuuji could kiss his boyfriend silly before he left for a mission; he could call Megumi his boyfriend! The Megumi Fushiguro, his boyfriend! He always felt slightly giddy at the thought. Especially after pining for him since the beginning of their friendship.
Before he knew it, he was asleep.
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Yuuji awoke again, a bit disoriented, he looked around, then at the boy pressed up against him. He was still asleep, which was no surprise. Yuuji grabbed his phone out of his pocket to check the time, the bright light from his phone causing him to flinch slightly. Staring back at him, read 12:03 pm. Looking down at Megumi, his mouth slightly agape and his features softened, something which rarely happened when he was awake. The realisation made Yuuji smile a bit. After a few seconds of ogling, he realised Megumi likely hasn't eaten today, and it was already midday. Yuuji decided to try wriggle out of the small bed, and Megumi were huddled together in. Getting up as silently as possible so as not to disturb the other.
Eventually making his way into the hallway, making as little noise as possible, he took a deep breath in. The air out here being much fresher, he didn't realise how stuffy Megumi's room was. He makes a mental note to open a window when he returns. Yuuji makes his way to the kitchen, and it's silent, unsurprisingly. Most people were out on missions or training. Opening the fridge to see what was avaliable he grabs a small can of soup, something light, knowing Megumi likely wouldn't like to eat something too heavy in his current state. The last thing Yuuji wants is for Megumi to throw up. He puts the soup in a pot, heating it slightly before transferring it to a bowl and making a cup of the ginger tea Megumi enjoys. (He can never understand why Megumi likes to drink something so horrid, but whatever makes him happy.)
When Yuuji returns to Megumi's dorm, he notices the boy is awake.
"Where'd you go?" Megumi questions. Yuuji responds by holding up the bowl of soup and the mug quickly before placing them on the desk next to Megumi's bed, then moving to the window and opening it slightly.
"You need a bit of air in here," Yuuji states, walking back over to the bed. He leans forward, kissing Megumi's forehead before grabbing the bowl of soup from its original spot on the desk. "Can you feed yourself, or do you need me to feed you?" He speaks again in a mocking tone.
"Fuck you, making fun of a sick person." Megumi retorts, "I'm perfectly capable of feeding myself, thank you." Megumi barks, but there's no bite in his tone. Yuuji hands the bowl over per his request, chuckling a bit at his boyfriend's reaction.
"Alright, alright. I apologise. Can't upset my patient now, can I?" Yuuji replies. "Are you feeling a bit better now?"
"I mean, as well as I can, I suppose. My head still hurts. Pass me that ibuprofen, please." Megumi asks, pointing to the pills on his desk.
"Yes, your majesty." The other jokes, "I made you ginger tea by the way, if you want that instead of water."
"Again, fuck you, making fun of your poor, ill boyfriend, and yes, please. Thank you, Itadori."
Yuuji responds by facing the boy in bed and giving him a small smile as he passes him the pills and tea, taking the bowl of finished soup from his lap to avoid making a mess. Yuuji quickly gets up to take the bowl of soup to the kitchen, trying to make sure Megumi's room has as little mess as possible, as per Megumi's liking.
When he goes back into Megumi's dorm, he sees the raven-haired boy lying back down. He walks towards the bed to lie next to the other and pulls him close, smothering the top of his head in kisses.
"Mmmm, I wanna go back to sleep," Megumi mutters.
"Go back to sleep, I'll be here when you wake up," Yuuji replies.