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    After the fact, Satoru returned to look for the pink haired sorcerer.

    He had thought at first that the sorcerer that saved him might have been an illusion. Something conjured up by his mind in his last moments, a handsome savior come to pull him out of the trenches and restore him to his glory. Except the boy was real, and he was lying right where Satoru had left him, looking only slightly better than he had when Satoru had started fighting Toji.

    Which was to say he was lying there still, face pointed to the sky. His cursed energy was a mosaic, patently strange, exceedingly rare. For the first time in a long time, Satoru wasn’t able to read someone with the Six Eyes. Or at least, he was so confused about what he was reading that he might as well have not gotten the input at all.

    One thing he knew for sure—whatever hole this boy had crawled out of, it didn’t belong to this world.

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    Yuuji didn't know why he was given a second chance—he just grabbed it, both hands on the wheel, and hoped that this time around...no one had to die alone.

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    “What are you doing to my cute little student, Mum?” says a semi-familiar, impossible voice. “And why are you wearing Suguru-kun?”

    The parasite’s face is frozen in an expression that’s half shock, half rapture. “Oh? What is this?”

    Why is the wrong question, I guess,” the newcomer says, and it’s there again, a pervasive sense of wrongness at the sound of that familiar–unfamiliar voice. “How? When, maybe.”

    “Not quite.” The parasite’s grin widens, exposing a revolting amount of teeth. It’s an expression of pure delight, utterly deranged. “When isn’t enough either. Gojou Satoru is your student, you said? That doesn’t sound right to me.”

    “That so?” the newcomer says mildly. One of the hands on Satoru’s shoulder slides along the slope of it, gently skimming up the side of his neck to fist tightly in his hair. His head is yanked back, the world briefly a blur. “He has grown a bit. What have you gotten yourself into now, Satoru?”

    Just as the Prison Realm ensnares Satoru, Yuuji switches places with his older self from an alternate dimension—one where he’s Satoru’s teacher.

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    “Are you ever going to do more than stare?”

    Yuuji blinks like he’s coming out of a daze, and Satoru would be flattered, has been flattered by it before, if this wasn’t the third time in the last hour it’s happened. He’s never denied his vanity, but the same compliment from the same person gets repetitive after a point.

    “Stare at what?” Yuuji asks after he’s come back to himself, the perfect picture of complete confusion.

    “Playing dumb, are we?”

    “No?”

    “It doesn’t suit you,” Satoru goes on like Yuuji didn’t say a word, “and it won’t work. You haven’t been subtle.”

    “About what,” Yuuji asks, bewildered now, frowning that way he does when he thinks Satoru isn’t making any sense at all.

    “My dick, Yuuji,” Satoru answers, as infinitely patient as any good teacher should be. “You keep staring at it.”

    Yuuji gapes at him.

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    Satoru’s sweetest student has a staring problem.

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    Yuuji says, enunciating every word, “I’m still not doubting you.”

    “I know!” Gojo chirps, and beams at him, bright as his eyes. “Since you’re so worried, you can help increase my chances of survival.”

    Yuuji’s been doing that. It’s the primary objective of every plan he makes, the purpose of each to save Fushiguro and survive doing so. Gojo’s more likely to win tomorrow than he isn’t.

    But sometimes—a lot of the time—Gojo says things, and it’s better to just go along with him than to argue.

    “Fine,” Yuuji says and scrubs a hand through his hair, mussing up the sweat-sticky strands. His scalp feels hot. “Is there a ritual or something I can do? Do we need, like, a lucky horse shoe?”

    “Nothing like that.” Gojo tilts his head, right and then left, kicking his foot idly. “No supplies required, actually. We’ve got everything we need right here.”

    “Okay…”

    “All you have to do”—He beams, a row of gleaming teeth—“is kiss me.”

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    The night before Gojo is set to fight Sukuna, he tries to tell Yuuji his last words. Yuuji disagrees with them.

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    Yuuji blinks half-lidded eyes at him slowly and accepts his kiss, hums into it but doesn’t do much to return it, and he eventually sighs and breaks it, releasing Satoru to lean his hands on the bed and try to pull out of him.

    Satoru tightens his legs around him and shushes quietly, pushing his face to the crook of his neck with a hand heavy on his nape. “Just stay like this, mmh? I’ll keep you warm.”

    “Yeah.” Yuuji acquiescens easily, his full weight falling back on Satoru.

     
    or, Satoru winds Yuuji down after a tiring mission.

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