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"Itadori."
Yuuji turns his head to see Sukuna looking down at him. His cheeks are flushed red. He's barely making eye contact. He smiles and coaxes Sukuna to continue to speak.
"Yes, Sukuna?" Yuuji asks. Sukuna perks up, eyebrows still furrowed. He runs his hand through his hair, trying to act so coolly, so nonchalant the way his previous incarnate used in genuineness, but with the face and form of a human child now…
he just looks cute.
"Do you want to…" Sukuna begins.
Yuuji looks on in intrigue. It's a bit torturous to keep him that way, Sukuna looks as if he might throw up, but Yuuji knows he can survive.
"… Walk home together?" He manages to finish. Poor Sukuna is holding his breath waiting for Yuuji to answer.
"Of course!" Yuuji replies instantaneously. One could even think pathetically. Sukuna breathes and he nods, leading the way out of the school building. When they leave the eyes of fellow students, Sukuna holds his hand out, still so shy, still so new to this experience, waiting for Yuuji to take it.
Yuuji does. He smiles and squeezes Sukuna's much bigger hand.
"It's not right to walk me home first." Sukuna muttered as they walked together in the neighborhood.
"Why not?" Yuuji asked.
"I'm the guy in this relationship—" Sukuna begins, then realizes how stupid that sounds. "Wait, no—"
"We're both guys!" Yuuji laughs.
"Forget I said anything!" Sukuna glares back down on him. He could act as mad as he wants, but he's still holding Yuuji's hand anyway. His cheeks are red from embarrassment and Yuuji finds him so cute.
"Sukuna…" Yuuji says as they stop by Sukuna's house. "Can I kiss you?"
Sukuna's eyes are wide. "What?"
"I want to kiss you. Will you let me?" Yuuji tilts his head, smiling, because he knows Sukuna will say yes.
He's so flushed that Yuuji thinks he could explode from this. But Sukuna leans down, anticipating, and Yuuji doesn't miss out on the cold sweat running down his cheek and he wants to pinch him so bad because of the cuteness aggression. Yuuji plants a kiss there, on the softer part of Sukuna's jawline, and Sukuna stays there for a moment.
"… Is that it?" Sukuna asks.
"What?" Yuuji asks.
"That's all you're gonna give me?"
"You wanted more?" Yuuji smiles. Sukuna does something amazing— he pouts when he faces Yuuji. Yuuji, in turn, thinks he's in heaven because he's never known Sukuna could be this young and human in his own lifetime.
"Come here, you big baby." Yuuji laughs, a quick kiss on Sukuna's lips, quick enough for him to miss it.
Sukuna leans back. He stares back at Yuuji, soft and still unsatisfied, but the heat has left his face, now he's relaxed, and he looks at the door to his house in disappointment.
"You don't wanna come inside?" Sukuna asks as he looks.
"You said your mom's gonna be home early…" Yuuji replies.
"Fuck. I know." Sukuna says. He sighs, then brushes his hand on Yuuji's cheek.
"I'll see you tomorrow, Itadori." Sukuna says, thumb carressing his face before he lets go.
Yuuji nods. He wants to reach out, grab his hand, keep Sukuna with him forever. But he just lets him go inside the house.
Yuuji thinks for a moment that he could be allowed to walk home on his own.
Home is a small studio apartment with a uniform always on the ready and a bed that has yet to be made. It's enough for now, Yuuji doesn't even care to think about what to eat because— why would he? He's immortal.
All those years of waiting for Sukuna, and he knows Nobara would smack the shit out of him for thinking going back to school was a great idea.
Well, it was working.
Except for one thing.
"Itadori-san."
Yuuji stops in his tracks. He turns around to see Iori trailing after him.
"Iori." Yuuji says, face neutral. Irritation spikes up in his tone, and Iori is aware, but it's not like he gives a shit.
"You should come home with me. I'll cook you dinner!" Iori says with a smile, hand on Yuuji's bicep. Iori is tall and broad, not as big as Sukuna but he still makes Yuuji seem so small compared to him. It's weird, considering how Yuuta and Maki have no significant height to make this man so damn big, but it's another one of those things Yuuji doesn't want to think about too long because everything about Iori is just so damn uncomfortable.
"I don't eat food anymore, Iori." Yuuji replies, shoulder jerking to try and loosen Iori's grip on him.
"Doesn't matter." Iori's grip tightens. "I want you to stay with me for the night."
Iori leans in, close. His eyes are fixed into Yuuji's, boring holes too deep into his barely existing soul and obsessively tracing every inch of his scarred face.
"I'm lonely, Itadori-san." He breathes out desperately, grip on Yuuji's arm nearly iron, "won't you pity me?"
Yuuji puts his bag down and unbuttons his shirt when they get to Iori's apartment. Despite a teacher's salary, he's still got the money from the Gojo clan and has had it even after disappearing, but while it's spacious and good to house a few more people, it hasn't gotten a single ounce of comfort or welcoming aura to it at all.
Iori embraces him from behind, kissing the back of Yuuji's neck, then his ear, then his jaw, hands getting where they shouldn't be when Yuuji just wants to go to bed.
"Do you know how often I miss you?" Iori mumbles into his ear, nipping the lobe. "It's like this everyday. But now you're so near me, so close. Thank you for coming back to me."
"You say this every time, Iori." Yuuji sighs, trying to wriggle out of his grip. He could break Iori's arms if he wants to, but there's nothing in Yuuji that actually wants to hurt him no matter what.
"Ah, but you have to be reminded of it everytime!" Iori replies, hugging him closer until their cheeks are pressed together. "Especially since you've been grooming poor Sukuna…"
"For the nth time, it's not grooming." Yuuji turns his head, gritting his teeth.
"Right, because not having his cock inside you doesn't mean anything, just kissing, holding hands, walking home together…" Iori says, chuckling, but he doesn't mean to be humorous. He moves to stand in front of Yuuji, cupping his cheek and playing with his hair with both hands. "Seriously, just what on earth could you see in him? He's not even the King of Curses anymore, just some dumb, ordinary human."
"You don't know that." Yuuji says. His tone is flat, forcefully calm. His hands aren't even clenched. He has to do what Iori says or else something could happen to Sukuna. Yuuji doesn't wish to know what the fuck that something is.
"I do. He's a good student, and he's a good boy, who thinks you're just like any other boy." Iori says. Yuuji's practically seething in his hands when Iori's done talking. Iori only ignores it, looking at him like he's the most precious thing imaginable with his hands cradling Yuuji's face. "Kiss me."
Yuuji's not allowed to say no. It's ridiculous, being the older one, the one that should be respected, the stronger— no, strongest one. But with Sukuna's life on the line, Iori has no hesitation to be as unhinged as possible with the things he could do. Yuuji's seen it firsthand that Iori is capable of destruction, as much damage with the cursed energy Yuuta passed down to him. So this is the next best thing: obedience, in place of blackmail. Just to keep it as long as possible, just enough time for Yuuji to plan how he could take Sukuna away from the normal life and stay with him like they were supposed to.
Yuuji kisses Iori and tries not to bite off his tongue doing so. Iori's kisses are sloppy, saliva unpleasantly slipping past their lips as their clothes gradually start to fall on the floor on the way to the bedroom. Yuuji is naked by the time Iori goes between his legs, and he doesn't even give Yuuji a minute to breathe when he puts his legs over his shoulders and begins to eat him out.
The arousal takes Yuuji in, just merciful in its distraction. Iori is good at sex, Yuuji will give him that. He's the first lay in a long time since Yuuji's decades long crusade of wandering Japan in search of nothing, and goddamn if he can't blow his back out good.
But that's the thing about this relationship— good sex, Iori's obsession, it's just not good to have around because Yuuji doesn't want him. He wants Sukuna, it's all he's wanted ever since he was 15.
So the fact they're here now, with Sukuna back in his life, and Yuuji coming up with the dumbest plan yet to steal him away, and Iori getting in that way… well.
It's enough for Yuuji to think that there's something they could get out of. Somehow.
As Yuuji cums and Iori gets up to fold him in half to fuck him, Yuuji wonders if the solution was right there in front of him.
If he could kill Iori, and simply disappear with Sukuna.