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HOW ABOUT THAT HEART TO HEART

[salaryman]

[ Nanami pondered where to have this conversation with Itadori. He decided that the best place would be in the park -- the scenery is relatively calming despite being on some alien planet. It would also allow the teenager to yell as much as he wanted without worrying too much about being overheard. He may be underestimating how loud Itadori can yell when he gets emotional, but anyway--

-- he sits on the bench and waits for the young man's arrival. ]

HECK YEAH, I'M READY

[cursedappetite]

[ Itadori would never yell even once in his life. He's calm and collected boy. Ah, we're not kidding anyone here. It honestly depends on how Nanami approaches things that will influence how Itadori reacts. So far, it seems like Nanami is pretty good at handling the young man, but that wasn't always going to be the case.

But speaking of said young man, he comes up from behind the bench and places both of his hands on the back, leaning over it to give a bright smile. ]

Na~na~min!

[ At least he's in a very cheerful mood to start this out. One step in the right direction, hopefully. ]

AWWYEAAAAAAHHHHH

[salaryman]

[ He doesn't jump or start with the hands on his shoulder. He purposely continues to stare out at the park, like attempting to punish him by ignoring the action. However, he lets out a puff of air before tipping his head back slightly.

Ah, it is good to see him smiling and without worries. His chin lifts a little as he watches him carefully. To accept the burden of being a vessel, of being a jujutsu sorcerer, of the lives lost due to both... it should not have to be that way.

His expression does not betray his thoughts, but when does it ever. He only breathes out a small sigh before finally addressing him. ]

I believe I mentioned not to call me that, Itadori-kun. [ And that's all he has to say about that! ] I wish the setting was better but this is the best that can be done.

[ A beat. ] There is something important I wish to discuss with you. [ He makes a small gesture with his hand. ] Please take a seat.

[cursedappetite]

[ Unfortunately for Nanami, Itadori does have worries. Ones that he's not talking about or bringing up. Maybe someone will notice or ask about it, but it's likely only two people here would have even a vague clue about what his worries could entail.

That aside, he just smiles when he's told not to call him that. It's better not to acknowledge it further because he's still planning to calm him that from here on out, because the complaints don't feel that firm. If Nanami truly wanted him to stop, he would agree to it.

He climbs over the back of the bench. Maybe it's not conventional, but it's easy enough for him to do. He settles in next to Nanami, legs spread just enough so that both hands can rest on the edge of the seat and lean forward a bit. From this position, his body is twisted just a little and he's looking over his shoulder a bit. Not exactly a position he should stay in too long, but for now it'll suffice until he shifts.

The words "important" throw up flags, though. He's Concerned about what Nanami might be wanting to talk to him about. ]

Now I'm very curious why you had to have a special setting for something "important."

uwus at you

[blessedshadows]

[ they've had the time to sit back and get accustomed to being here together. it's a slight change with them living together in an apartment, rather than being neighbors in the dorm. but if you ask fushiguro it's... not as bad as he thought it would be. itadori is surprisingly considerate, moreso than he originally thought.

plus the food is good.

so now seems like a good time to bring this up ]

Itadori.

[cursedappetite]

[ all things considered, itadori really doesn't leave that strong of an impression on the place. the only place he will give his personal touches to is his own room and he'll keep it limited to there. otherwise, he makes sure to clean up and keep the common area tidy.

he's in the middle of wiping off the counter when he hears fushiguro's voice and looks up. ]

Yes?

[blessedshadows]

[ he's noticed that itadori has, so far, been a very pleasant roommate. it's different from just sharing a dorm back home, but at the same time, somewhat the same. but he's not sure how to feel about how... impersonal their home is right now. neither him or itadori have put anything in the common living area.

but he looks at itadori for a moment and just asks ]

How are you feeling?

[cursedappetite]

[ at that question, he blinks once before pointing at himself. not that there is anyone else here, but... ]

Me? I feel fine.

happy birthday loser

[blessedshadows]

[ It almost looks like he’s sleeping.

Or to be more accurate, he is actually sleeping.

Itadori Yuuji has been sleeping for far too long. It started with him commenting about how tired he had been, that he was going to go to sleep and that Megumi should wake him a little while later. Megumi nodded in response, reading a book that he picked out the other day. It was late enough that Megumi didn't bother waking him up when he asked. Some extra sleep wouldn't be bad for Yuuji, and he had looked tired from Megumi's point of view.

Megumi regrets that now.

Megumi didn't realize how much weight Yuuji had been carrying. He knew that there were things Yuuji were holding onto, things that he didn't tell either him nor Kugisaki. That was fine. They all have their secrets. He knows he should tell Yuuji about how him eating the fingers was what the trigger was for the uptick in curses. It's not right, hiding that from his friend. But he knows how Yuuji is, how he'll add the weight of that knowledge to everything. He carries enough. Right now though, Yuuji looks at peace.

He looks at peace and all Megumi can think about is how he just wants him to keep looking like this. Megumi takes a deep breath as he reaches out to gently take hold of Yuuji's hand in his. Maybe generating Manna will work to get him awake. It's… awkward, holding onto his hand like this. It would be awkward holding his hand in the first place, but there's nothing holding back. Megumi watches his face, hoping that there's some stirring.

There's nothing.

He grits his teeth and squeezes his hand. Still no response.

Megumi doesn't know how long he's spent sitting there, watching Yuuji, trying to see any sign that he's going to wake up.

(Why does this happen? Why does this happen to everyone he cares about--?)

His mind races through so much, trying to think about what he can do to help. Instead, a painful smile of Yuuji's flashes through his head. He shakes his head, trying to dislodge it. It persists, taunting him. He waits for a moment longer before standing up. He leans over Yuuji's body, hesitating before he leans down, laying an ear over Yuuji's chest.

The steady beat of his heart calms him, reassures him.

He stays like that. ]

forward dated a couple days, maybe?

[cursedappetite]

[ When Itadori told Fushiguro that he was going to sleep, he never imagined it would be more than a couple hours. All he thought is that he'd just need a nap to clear up the fuzz and that he'd be back on track for things. Never in his wildest dreams did he think he'd be asleep for a few weeks. Even then, he has no idea that much time has passed and for him, he feels like he'd just taken a lengthy nap.

Not only that, but when he starts to shift and stir a bit, he feels a body pressed against his. A head against his chest and a hand holding his own. When he realizes this, his eyes shoot wide open and he lifts his head enough to be met with that familiar head of hair, except a bit more unkempt than what's normally presented in public.

His free hand lifts and slowly moves to hover over Fushiguro's cheek, tempted to touch there for some unknown reason, before moving to settle on his shoulder. It's a gentle touch accompanied by a gentle shake. He doesn't even know if Fushiguro's asleep on him like this or not, but he figured it was the easiest gesture. ]

I didn't know I'd make that good of a pillow.

[ No comment on their position otherwise, but just a soft and playful tone. Light and warm, just like how the boy normally was in the best and worst of times. ]

[blessedshadows]

[ Every day, Fushiguro does not remember falling asleep. He can't help himself as he lays his head onto Itadori's chest, wanting (needing) to listen to his heartbeat, remind himself that his friend is still alive. It kept the dreams from the first few days from happening again. He would dream, seeing Itadori standing there with his heart in hand before his face would change to Sukuna's, sneering at him.

His "pillow" shifting is enough to start wake him up. Fushiguro makes a small noise as he's pulled from sleep, about to say something when the hand rests on his shoulder. He stills, head lifting up to see Itadori looking at him.

He's awake.

Itadori's words go in one ear and out the other. He registers the words, but they're not processing. Itadori is finally awake, so Fushiguro does the first thing that comes to mind.

His free hand reaches up to Itadori... before it turns into a fist and slams into the side of his head. ]

Itadori!

[ Don't say anything about his other hand is still holding Itadori's, gripping it tight. ]

[cursedappetite]

[ Itadori was going to ask what Fushiguro was doing in this position, but he's derailed by the hit. So, all that comes out at first is a soft whine and hurt puppy face. How could Fushiguro abuse this cute boy like that?? It's rude.

He looks at Fushiguro with a pout on his face. Given the fact that he has no idea that he slept away most of March, he has no idea why he's being hit like he is. ]

What did I do now?

[ Or, rather, what did Fushiguro think he did now? But he'll leave it at that question and not annoy him any more than he obviously is. Maybe after, he can get answers of their odd positioning. ]

text, un: okkotsu

[interacting]

Hi Itadori, it's Yuta.
If you have time, could I get your opinion on something?

[cursedappetite]

Oh, hey!!
Yeah, I've got some free time. What's up?

[interacting]

If you invited someone to your house and they wanted to give you something, what would you like?

text

[blessedshadows]

hey yuji
do you want to go on a date?

1/??

[cursedappetite]

[Marked as read.]

2/??

[cursedappetite]

[ he's just... going to stare at this

and stare a bit longer

leaving the response lingering a few minutes ]

3/??

[cursedappetite]

[ he's not one to overthink things, but

??????? ]

4/5

[cursedappetite]

[ there's some clattering and stumbling as yuji is tearing out of bed and knocking a few things over

he spares a glance to check if junpei is there and then just ]

done

[cursedappetite]

[ KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK?!

the most frantic of knocking

because he tries to give megumi his privacy and the busting in that one time is a one off thing because how dare he insult his username ]

[blessedshadows]

[ gets up and opens the door ]

You could have just responded to my text.

action;

[blessedshadows]

[ is yuji dozing off? if so, he's going to very quickly raise his phone and take a photo of him ]

[cursedappetite]

[ he sure is. enough so that even the noise of the phone doesn't even wake him up ]

[blessedshadows]

[ he smiles at the photo for a second before looking back at yuji. he remembers a time where he and kugisaki decided to go into his room while he was sleeping.

well.

turnabout is fair play. where is his pen....... ]