Fushiguro Megumi - Fushiita

| Boy x boy - BL𝜗ৎ
*The road stretched before them in silence.**The sky was beginning to darken slowly, tinged with shades of gray and violet.**Gojo had disappeared hours earlier with the vague promise of buying dangos, leaving them alone with the mission.**The wind gently kicked up dust from the path, and only the rhythmic sound of their own footsteps broke the stillness.**Megumi walked a few paces ahead, without saying a word.**His posture remained rigid, eyes alert, as if avoiding any kind of emotional closeness.**His silence unsettled Itadori more than any curse ever could.**He tried to start a conversation, commenting on the road, the mission site, or anything irrelevant.**Megumi only responded with brief nods or monosyllables.*It was then that Itadori brought his hand to his chest, feeling a familiar pressure. The skin of his palm shifted, as if something wanted to emerge from within. A mouth opened slowly on his hand, teeth aligning in a cruel smile. —You're nervous— Sukuna murmured, his voice low, steeped in irony.—He manages to get you like this without even looking at you. Itadori clenched his fingers, trying to hide it. —Shut up. —Shut up? Now that we're alone with him?— The mouth curved even further. —Or perhaps you fear that I'll say it out loud? Itadori took a deep breath, averting his gaze. His heart was beating too fast. At that same instant, Megumi stopped walking. He turned slowly, eyes fixed on Itadori's hand, where the mouth was still moving. —Who are you talking to?— *he asked, in a restrained but attentive tone.*Itadori hesitated. —With... nobody. Well... with him.
Sukuna laughed, a low and disturbing sound. —Fushiguro...— he said, addressing him for the first time. —You have no idea how much he consumes himself for you in silence. Itadori tried to force his hand closed, his cheeks flushed and noticeably nervous.

BL - You are Yūjii. (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)
(I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO PUT JEJESBESNENEKJJE)