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Yuuji’s belly is growing bigger by the day.
His scent changes and Gojo is always by his side observing his growing belly. “I’m pregnant," he tells Gojo. He takes one of Gojo's hands and places it on his stomach.
Gojo stares at Yuuji's belly for a few seconds before looking up into Yuuji's eyes. Yuuji smiles brightly at him and places both of Gojo's hands on either side of his belly so that he may feel the movement of his baby within him.
The first kick causes Gojo's eyes to widen. His pupils dilate and his breath catches in his throat. Yuuji laughs lightly and rubs circles on Gojo' back soothingly. He moves his palms across Yuuji's bump slowly, exploring carefully. He stops when he feels something kick.
Gojo finds this fascinating. He does it constantly. He spends hours just touching Yuuji's tummy, rubbing circles into it and feeling the baby inside him.
It's adorable really.
Half the audience behind the glass window think it’s disgusting and disturbing while others find it cute.
"What do you think?" A beta female scientist asks Suguru. "Does he even know what he's feeling?"
"I think he does," Suguru answers her honestly. "He's not dumb."
"But he's never seen a pregnant omega before. How could he understand it? How does he know how babies grow? He's a wild beast. He doesn't even speak."
"I think we underestimate him," Suguru replies. “His instincts are strong. He knows his Omega is pregnant with his pup and that's why he protects him so fiercely."
"So you think he knows he is about to be a daddy?"
She laughs at this. Her laughter is high pitched and annoying. She doesn't know Gojo at all. None of them do. They treat him like a mindless monster. But Suguru doesn’t. He knows better.
He sees the way Gojo looks at Yuuji when he thinks no one else is watching. He sees how careful he is when he puts his arms around Yuuji's waist. He knows Gojo loves Yuuji more than anything else in this universe. More than himself or any other being ever could.
Gojo is not dumb. He's intelligent and capable and he understands things that people assume he couldn't possibly comprehend. He knows exactly what Yuuji means by 'pregnant.'
"Yes," Suguru answers.
***
Unexpectedly, Yuuji’s brother pays the facility a visit. It’s not against the contract but no one ever did call him to confirm or deny if Yuuji had even survived. So Suguru is surprised to see him standing in front of him when he answers the door.
Yuuji's brother is tall, muscular and broad shouldered. An alpha with a strong aura, one that commands respect and obedience.
His scent is thick, dominating, and Suguru can tell instantly that he isn’t someone to be trifled with.
His name is Sukuna.
***
“Sukuna!”
The sound echoes throughout the entire complex and Suguru winces.
Yuuji throws himself at his older sibling, his arms wrapping around Sukuna's thick waist as his face buries into the crook of his neck. He inhales deeply and exhales slowly, his shoulders relaxing as a calm feeling sweeps over him.
This actually surprises Suguru; he had thought Sukuna was abusive. He had expected Yuuji to flinch or shy away from him like most would. But no. Instead Yuuji seems happy, elated even.
“You’re still kicking, brat.” Sukuna says as he ruffles Yuuji hair. His voice is gruff, his tone harsh but there's an unmistakable affection hidden beneath the surface.
"Of course, why wouldn't I be? This place is great! They take care of me really well here!"
Sukuna snorts. He glances around the room, eyes narrowing at all the cameras that are pointed at them, recording every second. " You don’t have to lie to me. I know what kind of hell this place is."
Yuuji stiffens. His smile falters slightly before returning to normal. He forces a laugh and rubs up against Sukuna, as if scenting him. "It isn’t so bad really. I'm being treated fairly. I’ve gotten nice alpha and I’m fed three meals a day and sometimes I can even-”
Sukuna silences Yuuji with a single finger to his lips. He gives Yuuji a stern look, a warning, and Yuuji stops talking.
There is a tension between the two brothers. One that Suguru cannot quite place but feels like it's something dangerous.
Something forbidden perhaps?
Suguna watches as Sukuna pulls Yuuji in close and nuzzles his head against his hair. The gesture seems almost possessive in nature and the hairs stand up on the back of Suguru's neck. Something about Sukuna is unsettling him deeply and he doesn’t know why.
Sukuna's hands trail down Yuuji's sides and stop at his abdomen, resting against the small curve of his belly and Yuuji's breath hitches in surprise.
Suguru can't help but notice the sudden shift in the atmosphere surrounding them. Then- Yuuji pushes Sukuna away.
"I'm fine. Really." Yuuji assures him. He steps back putting distance between them. "I promise I am doing well, better than I've ever done before. You don't have to worry about me anymore." He pauses for a moment before adding, "Please just leave. Don't come back again."
The last word is barely audible. Suguru almost didn't hear him speak, but he knows that Sukuna heard it clearly.
A low growl escapes from Sukuna lips. His jaw clenches tightly, teeth clenched hard together, muscles taut. His fists tighten into balls at his side, knuckles turning white from the pressure exerted upon them and Suguru wonders briefly whether he is imagining the faintest hint of black markings appearing along the edges of them.
“Brat . Don't say things you'll regret," He growls out low.
Yuuji doesn’t flinch nor does he move away from him. He simply stands there with his head tilted upwards defiantly, staring Sukuna down unafraid of the danger he poses. "Don't come back," Yuuji repeats firmly, refusing Sukuna's order.
Sukuna stares down at Yuuji silently. His expression remains impassive but Suguru can feel the fury radiating off him like heat waves from an open oven. He's seething, his rage building inside him like a volcano waiting to explode. It's only a matter of time till he bursts.
Yuuji holds Sukuna's stare, unblinking and steady, daring him to challenge him further.
Then Sukuna laughs. A harsh, cruel sound that makes Suguru flinch involuntarily, and Yuuji frowns slightly but otherwise remains calm.
" You’ve always been so stubborn towards me. So damn independent." He shakes his head, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips, amusement dancing across his features. " I’m proud that you can stand tall even as an omega as weak as you are.”
Yuuji bristles. "I'm not weak!"
"Yes. Yes, you are." Sukuna reaches out and cups Yuuji's face gently, thumb caressing his jawline. His voice softens, "You are my precious little brother."
Yuuji's face flushes pink, eyes widen as Sukuna continues to trace his finger across his lips. “I want what’s best for you. And I don’t think being here is it. There is one out clause in the contract. If you want me to get you out of here, just say the word." His thumb presses against Yuuji's bottom lip and Yuuji gasps softly, mouth parting slightly, invitingly. "Say yes and I'll take you home with me."
An out in clause? Is there such a thing. If so Suguru knows nothing about it.
The silence that follows seems deafening as Yuuji hesitates. Yuuji is slient for a long long time. Had he been yearning for his home ? For his big brother? For freedom?
Finally, he speaks. His voice trembles as it escapes from his lips. A whisper of breath. " I love you,” he confesses. “but I’m fine here really. I always caused you trouble and you took care of me anyway. I owe you so much."
Sukuna frowns and drops his hand away. He sighs, defeated. "You never were one to accept favors easily were you?"
Yuuji shakes his head.
"Fine, fine. Have it your way then." Sukuna leans forward and plants a kiss to Yuuji's forehead. “I will keep visiting. Until you come to your senses at least." He turns and walks toward the door.
"Wait!" Yuuji calls out. He runs after Sukuna grabbing his arm, stopping him.
Sukuna stops. He looks at Yuuji expectantly.
"Thank...thank you. I'm glad to see you again." Yuuji smiles. It's small, but genuine. "I'm glad you came."
Sukuna huffs. "Idiot," He says affectionately. "I'll never stop looking after you." He reaches over and ruffles Yuuji's hair once more.
***
"It's my brother's scent," Yuuji explains to Gojo who recoils from it. His eyes are narrowed and filled with distrust as he looks at Yuuji questioningly.
"He's not a bad person. I swear," Yuuji tries to assure Gojo. "He's not a threat to you. Sorry his scent is making you uncomfortable. " Yuuji opens his arms. "Make me yours again."
Gojo scents him all night.
Yuuji's body becomes a canvas, covered in bite marks and bruises that paint a story. A story of Gojo's jealousy and possessiveness. Of his fear of loss and his desire to control. He paints his cum across Yuuji's skin. He coats Yuuji in it.
Gojo rubs it into his skin like lotion . Rubs the slickness of himself onto the soft flesh, making sure that no part of it is left untouched, unloved.
Yuuji is his and everyone needs to know it.
***
Yuuji begins to pay more attention to the drugs they've been giving Gojo. How sleepy and groggy they make him. How his eyes glaze over and his mind seems to float elsewhere.
Yuuji hates how the drugs make him feel.
How they dull his senses.
He doesn't like seeing Gojo like this; helpless, vulnerable, docile. It isn't natural .
"Your hair is getting long," Yuuji brushes his fingers through it. "Don't they ever cut it or wash it in here?"
No one cares. Why would they? Gojo has no need for basic hygene, he's a beast.
The scientists have no interest in grooming him. It doesn't matter if his appearance becomes unkept. He's an animal, not a man, and animals don't care about such things do they?
But it matters to Yuuji. He likes Gojo clean and fresh. He loves touching his soft hair, his smooth skin, his warm body. He wants his alpha smelling good, tasting good. Looking good as well.
So, he takes the initiative. "Do you think they'd let me groom you myself? Would that be okay?" Yuuji asks as he plays with Gojo's bangs, pushing them back off his face so he's looking straight up at him.
Gojo blinks. He doesn't speak.
"It would just be the basics," Yuuji explains. "A shower. Haircut. Maybe some trimming and cleaning up around your nails."
Gojo tilts his head to the side slightly, confused.
"You're not an animal." Yuuji continues, "You're my alpha and I think you should look your best, don't you? It doesn't hurt to try at least."
Suguru prepares Yuuji a small basket of grooming items. It's the least he can do. Gojo is a human, despite what the others may think.
"Thank you," yuuji smiles when he takes it.
"It's nothing really," Suguru tells him.
Suguru notes how Gojo changes over the coming weeks. How his unruly hair becomes short and neat. Yuuji fusses over it daily, brushing it, trimming it, styling it. He takes pride in it. He combs the tangles from it gently until it's smooth and glossy, free of knots and snags.
Yuuji is meticulous in his work. His touch is tender, loving as he cleans Gojo up, wiping away all traces of dust, dirt and sweat from his skin.
"You have such a beautiful complexion." Yuuji comments while running the soft cloth over Gojo's cheek.
Suguru can't disagree. Gojo's pale skin looks healthy now that the grime and filth has been washed from him. His hair shines brightly under the fluorescent light of the bathroom. His features seem softer somehow, gentler than they had before. He looks younger than his actual age. For the first time in his life perhaps Gojo is looking at himself in the mirror and recognizing what he sees.
" Look how handsome you are. You could be a model." Yuuji says, his voice laced with pride. " You're so tall though I don't know if you'd fit in the photo."
Yuuji laughs.
Gojo doesn't understand. He doesn't understand a lot of things Yuuji says but he like's the sound of his voice so he listens anyway. At least that's what Suguru assumes.
" Thank you for letting me groom you , alpha. I appreciate it." Yuuji kisses Gojo's shoulder. "You are very handsome. I wish you saw yourself through my eyes."
Gojo looks at Yuuji in the mirror. He watches as Yuuji runs his fingers through Gojo's hair, stroking the back of his scalp with his nails, massaging the skin.
Gojo purrs, leaning into the touch.
"Doesn't it feel good now that you're all cleaned up? Let's shower together all the time~ I wonder if there's a bath somewhere. I would love one. A long soak in a nice big tub sounds amazing." Yuuji hums thoughtfully and continues washing Gojo.
When he finishes, Yuuji stands behind Gojo and wraps his arms around him, hugging him tightly.
" You deserve to feel good about yourself too." Yuuji kisses Gojo's neck, nipping lightly at his scent glands. Gojo shivers at that touch. His eyes flutter shut as Yuuji nibbles along his jawline. Gojo whines. Yuuji giggles and bites harder, sucking on the skin beneath his earlobe. "I love you ."
When they get done in the shower Gojo lays on the bed and starts to lick himself. Yuuji is not impressed.
"What are you doing?!"
Gojo stops mid lick. His tongue hanging out of his mouth like a dog. He stares blankly at Yuuji. Yuuji stares back.
"I...we just...never mind. It's okay." Yuuji sits back down beside Gojo. He takes a towel off the nightstand and starts drying off his hair. "I guess that makes sense. I brushed your mouth out and you've been washed throughly though so I'm not sure how much of a difference it makes but I'll support you."
Yuuji watches as Gojo continues licking at random spots across his body. His chest, his stomach, his thighs.
Yuuji secretly finds it adorable. He informs Suguru the next night. "He's started grooming himself recently...I guess that's a good sign right? Feeling the need to be clean and acting on it? It's pretty cute regardless...and he's much more flexible than I imagined...it's like watching a giant house cat..."
"I'm glad he's doing well." Suguru replies. " Although none of that is require. I appreciate what you've done for him...even if no one else does. You're helping him immensely and I can't thank you enough."
Yuuji laughs awkwardly and scratches his cheek nervously with his finger. "Well I'm glad I'm making a positive impact. I honestly didn’t expect to find him so charming…”
Yuuji looks away with a blush.
***
Sukuna visits again. He brings a gift for the baby. A stuffed toy tigger with a big red heart stitched into its chest.
“ I know it isn’t a lot but I didn't know what kind of stuff to buy. I don't know what a baby wants. So here." He holds it out to Yuuji with a shrug of his shoulders, "For the kid. ”
Yuuji accepts the toy.
They talk about nothing at all. Suguru almost falls asleep while taking notes.
“Do you want to come home?” Sukuna finally asks when the small talk has died out.
He's been trying this tactic for weeks now. Trying to convince Yuuji to leave with him .
Yuuji shakes his head and Sukuna frowns but doesn't argue with him.
There is no out clause in the contract. Suguru has triple checked. He doesn’t know what Sukuna is playing at. What’s the point of this act?
What if Yuuji says yes?
***
Yuuji lazes in the nest, a loose fitting gown covers him and he’s positioned in such a way that his entrance is revealed to the glass. A few coworkers come by and comment .
“His pussy is pretty swollen. Wonder if that’s from being fucked so much. Must hurt to take that huge knot every night, right? ” They laugh and jest and make lewd jokes.
One takes out their phone and snaps a picture of Yuuji’s bareness.
Disgusting. Something snaps. Maybe Suguru’s last brain cell .
Suguru grabs the phone. “No photos allowed on personal devices. If the higher ups catch wind of it you'll be terminated immediately." Suguru threatens and the guy backs down. "Now delete it or I will report you."
The man scowls. He swipes his thumb across it and deletes it.
Suguru stands in front of the glass until the group dissipates. He works with animals. Don’t they have better things to do?!
When he glances back to Yuuji afterward, Yuuji is snuggled into his plush tigger and Gojo glares at it as if it has personally offended him.
Suguru can't blame him, it's rather obtrusive.
***
Yuuji doesn't talk much about his brother. He never mentions him unless someone else brings him up. Even then he never goes into too much detail.
“He protected me growing up. An omega like me is seen as weak…but I guess you know that. We aren’t exactly valued much in society. Most people think we shouldn’t work or go to school...that we should only be good for one thing and nothing else.”
Suguru nods. He does know.
Omegas are often viewed as inferior, subservient beings who exist solely for the use of alphas. Omegas are considered incapable of functioning independently.
It's a terrible stereotype that has plagued humanity for centuries.
Yuuji hugs the tiger plushy to his chest and smiles into it. “I owe him a lot. I feel awful for denying his wishes to go home…but he scares me too. He's always been a bit overbearing and controlling, especially when it comes to me. He was the one who sold me to this program after all. I think...I think he thought it would…show me my place...or something...he's old fashioned..." Yuuji sighs .
The questioning room is dark so it's hard to gauge his facial expressions but his body language tells Suguru he's upset. Suguru can take notes just fine though. Writing is mainly muscle memory.
" You’re talkative tonight,” Suguru comments.
Yuuji nods, his eyes downcast as he stares down at his feet . The toes wiggle slightly, a nervous fidget. "I just miss home. It wasn't great but it was mine . Maybe I miss him now. I thought I had blocked him out of my mind and now he won’t leave me alone. It's frustrating."
Suguru can understand the sentiment. It must be difficult for Yuuji to have so little control over his life, especially since he had once had so much freedom .
“Do you hate him?” Suguru inquires, curious.
Yuuji shakes his head no. "I could never. Even after all he's done, even though I want to, I can't bring myself to dislike him. I love him even if he’s selfish and cruel and wrong sometimes. I know he's done bad things, but so have I. So have most people."
Yuuji is too empathetic and kind hearted in Suguru opinion. It's going to be his downfall someday, he can see that clearly.
"Do you think you'll leave eventually? Go back to him at some point?"
A stupid question. Yuuji can never leave no matter how much Sukuna strings him along with hopes. This is a lifetime commitment to the facility.
Yuuji squeezes the tigger and its face squishes in. " He wants me to be his. He's always wanted me as his. Since I was born ." Yuuji sighs. He closes his eyes tightly and inhales and exhales shakily. l t sounds strained as if he's trying to hold back tears.
Suguru frowns at this. Yuuji seems distressed. His breathing has picked up and his body trembles .
“I have an alpha I like now. One that loves me unconditionally and I love him back. He gives me a warm feeling and protects me...he makes me feel safe. He doesn’t care about what other people think about him either...he only cares about us... I think maybe I’m messed up to fall for him though. Someone like him who is mainly instinct, an animal...isn't it sorta messed up to pretend to be in relationship when he doesn't properly understand things? One where he worships me so much? Maybe my upbringing is turning me into my brother in some ways. That I want Gojo for the same reasons Sukuna wants me."
Is that how it is? Suguru couldn’t say. Only Yuuji would know the answer.
The timer dings. It’s been an hour. Their interview is over.
“Thank you for talking to me about this, Yuuji. I know I’m not a good therapist or even a licensed counselor but I hope that sharing your feelings helped ease some of your stress a little bit."
Yuuji smiles brightly, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "I feel lighter actually. ” He admits. "Thanks for listening to me rant."
"You're welcome." Suguru stands up, ready to leave but Yuuji stops him.
He reaches for his hand, grasping it between his own. "Thank you," Yuuji repeats softly. "For everything really. I know I've said it before but I mean it. I wouldn’t have gotten through these past several months without your kindness and support. Everyone else here is so distant and clinical. I'm lucky you were assigned to me."
Yuuji looks so sincere, so grateful. He looks up at Suguru with admiration written all over his face. His eyes are full of adoration and affection and his cheeks flush pink under the bright fluorescent lights overhead.
Suguru's heart beats rapidly inside his chest. He feels heat creep up his neck, warming his ears and face. "Ah...I uh..don't really think I did much."
He’s too cute. Too wholesome. Too honest. Too strong. Too everything. It’s no wonder so many strong alphas want him under them.
***
Gojo growls and bites at the plushie.
Yuuji giggles, holding it tight against himself protectively. "Stop it! You'll tear him! He's not food, alpha!"
He wrestles with Gojos, rolling around and laughing playfully. It ends with Gojo on his back and yuuji sitting on his belly triumphantly. Yuuji throws his hands up in victory.
"Ha! I win!"
Gojo huffs and pouts, glaring at the toy in Yuuji's arms.
"Don't give me that look! You're just being jealous. He's harmless. Just a stuffed toy. He can't replace you." Yuuji kisses Gojo's chest and snuggles into it. "No one will ever take your spot. You're irreplaceable. I love you. My alpha."
Yuuji pets Gojo's hair and kisses him all over.
"Good boy~" he praises him as he pecks kisses on his nose, forehead and cheeks.
Then Gojo flips them over and Yuuji squeaks in surprise as his back hits the mattress with an audible thud. His body bounces from the force and springs creak underneath him as the bed shifts from Gojo's weight settling atop him. "Watch my belly!" He gasps out, pushing against Gojo. His palms rest upon Gojo's broad chest, fingers curling around the fabric of Gojo's gown. "I'll get sick if I move around like this."
Gojo growls and pushes back against Yuuji hands, pinning them to the bed on either side of his head.
Yuuji whines in annoyance, struggling to get free from Gojo' grip but Gojo refuses to budge.
"Fine, fine. You win. I surrender." Yuuji huffs out breathlessly as he relaxes his body, lying flat beneath Gojo, submitting. "Happy now?"
Gojo leans forward, hovering over Yuuji, his face mere inches from Yuuji's own. His lips curl up into a smirk as he stares intently at his prize.
"Mine." Gojo declares, low and husky. His voice vibrate s within every fibre of Yuuji's body.
His breath ghosts across Yuuji's skin sending shivers racing along his nerve endings causing Yuuji's hairs to stand on end from the sensation.
His scent surrounds Yuuji completely enveloping him in its intoxicating aroma.
Suguru yawns at his desk . The audio quality isn't great.
Gojo nuzzles Yuuji's neck and inhales deeply. Yuuji sighs contentedly. "Yes," he breathes. "Yours."
One of his coworkers is writing up the meal reports. She glances over at Suguru and raises an eyebrow. "Sounds pretty hot in there," the coworker teases.
She smirks and nudges her elbow at him. "Maybe they'll give us som e good action later . "
Suguru rolls his eyes.
"Come on, admit it you wanna watch too, don't you?" she prods again. "They are pretty cute together. Makes you wish you had your own omega huh? Someone to cuddle with and fuck all day?"
"Not particularly." Suguru denies her accusatio n . He d oesn't care for relationships. He's happy being alone and not having any obligations.
The girl snickers and continues scribbling down numbers and descriptions onto the chart before turning back to her computer screen and typing furiously. Her nails clack loudly against the keys, echoing throughout the quiet room.
"I bet they're gonna fuck all night," she muses absentmindedly as she continues tapping away at the keyboard, oblivious to the fact that everyone is staring at her.
"Probably," another agrees.
"Definitely," yet another adds, nodding his head in agreement.
The room erupts into laughter as the conversation continues. Suguru groans internally and slams his head down onto his desk.
This is going to be a very long night.
***
"Do you think they'll ever lower his medication? He sleeps through most of the day...I mean I guess I can't complain. When he's awake he pampers me but still." Yuuji sighs . This isn't the first time he's suggested this during their talks. "I wish he was more active... he deserves to be."
Yuuji doesn't know Gojo off the meds. It's dangerous for everyone involved if he's not docile and calm. But maybe...just maybe Suguru can convince his superior. Maybe he can push for a test run. A trial of sorts.
Somehow the higher ups go for. They want to see how Gojo reacts to a change in medication. Maybe they want him to snap. To show his violent nature.
Yuuji is excited when Suguru breaks the news to him. "Really?! Oh my God! Thank you! Thank you! I won't forget this."
Sugurus heart swells.
***
It takes days for there to be any affect on Gojo . Yuuji watches him closely as he goes through withdrawal.
Gojo becomes more restless and aggressive. He paces around his cage and growls constantly. He scratches at the walls and doors, claws at the floors, digs holes into his nesting materials.
He gnaws on everything in sight and once he bites Yuuji's neck...he doesn't stop.
Yuuji's neck becomes bruised and swollen with teeth marks and bloodied wounds. Gojo licks at them obsessively.
He keeps Yuuji locked up in the nest, his limbs wrapped securely around his mate's waist. Yuuji tries to escape once but Gojo pulls him back down and forces him to submit. The tigger plush watches the scene from outside their nest.
"It's okay Gojo. You're doing so good," Yuuji whispers reassuringly as he strokes Gojo's hair gently. "Everything will be okay soon. You're almost done. I'm so proud of you, alpha. You're doing amazing. I love you so much."
Yuuji kisses Gojo softly on the lips, tasting copper on his tongue.
“If biting me brings you comfort , then bite me all you want." Yuuji says. "I'll bear every mark, carry them proudly, show them off to the world." He presses their foreheads together, nuzzling noses.
Gojo whimpers. He buries his head deeper into Yuuji's neck, burying himself further inside his omega.
"Shh," Yuuji soothes, running fingers down his spine, petting him soothingly. "I'm here, my love... it's just us here ..."
Yuuji hums a lullaby as his fingers dance across goosebump flesh. Gojo shudders and relaxes.
His breathing calms and his muscles loosen, tension melting away. His heartbeat slows to match Yuuji's, steady rhythmic thumping against Yuuji's own pulse.
The test run is a success. Gojo is more alert now but not violent or aggressive. He's still very territorial and possessive over his Omega but that's to be expected. Although now he seems to recognize more and more people. He's becoming more aware.
***
"Your alpha assaulted you," Sukuna observes the never-ending bite marks and bruises that litter Yuuji's skin. "You need to put a muzzle on him ."
He touches a particularly nasty looking bite on the side of yuuji's neck. It's deep and jagged and it looks like it might scar. Yuuji winces slightly at the pain. "Does it hurt?" Sukuna questions.
" Not any worse than your bites. I'm fine." Yuuji assures him, pulling away and crossing his arms.
"Mine were never so sloppy. I took care when I marked you. I knew exactly what I was doing. I never left permanent marks on you." He reaches out and grabs yuuji, dragging him forward and tilting his head so he has easier access to his neck. "I never bit you here either."
Sukuna leans in and licks at the wound. He drags his tongue across the length of it, tracing its path, tasting every inch.
Suguru's hand is on the panic button. Sukuna looks at the camera and grins, knowing they are being watched. He knows the rules but doesn't follow them, why should he? Yuuji is his brother after all.
"Stop it! That hurts," Yuuji whines, pushing Sukuna's head, trying unsuccessfully to shove him away. "I 'm not a kid any more you don't need to lick my wounds ." Sukuna ignores him, continuing to run his tongue across the sensitive flesh.
Yuuji squirms uncomfortably beneath him, whimpering softly, biting his lip.
"You taste different. He changed you." Sukuna says. He licks up to Yuuji's jaw and kisses it gently. His lips brush over Yuuiji's skin sending goosebumps racing across it. "I hate him."
"You've never met him. How can you judge him without meeting him first. He's my alpha. He loves me and I love him. That is all there is to it." Yuuji defends him.
Yuuji has always been loyal.
"He's an alpha, Yuuji. They only know two things. Fuck and dominate." Sukuna argues.
Yuuji laughs. "You sound jealous."
"Jealousy is for lesser men." Sukuna scoffs.
Sukuna releases Yuuji and leans back. "There, I cleaned you properly."
Suguru is too old for this stress. For these two .
"I don't need you cleaning me anymore," Yuuji huffs out. "I have my own alpha." He rubs at his neck with one hand, touching where Sukuna had licked, wiping off any remnants of saliva that lingered behind. He stares at it for several seconds before dropping it back onto the floor. His expression softens slightly as he gazes at his brother. "But thank you, I appreciate you trying to make me feel better."
"Hmph. Whatever," Sukunia grumbles.
Yuuji smiles fondly as he looks up at his brother.
His gaze shifts from Sukuna to the stuffed tiger plush that sits nearby. It stares at them both with its blank black eyes.
"Are you ready to come home yet? Your grandpa is going to kick any day now. You know that. He won't live forever. He wants to say goodbye to you." Sukuna asks, breaking yuu ji's trance. His words hang heavily in the air between them, filling the space between their bodies with tension and sadness.
"He...did he say that? He wants to see me?" Yuuji's voice cracks.
Suguru can imagine what he must be feeling. It must be overwhelming. Yuuji has been away for so long now, he probably feels lost.
"Of course he did , stupid brat," Sukuna snaps back. His tone is harsh. He doesn't mean it. "You were always his favorite. You're all he talks about when I visit him and when your name comes up he gets all sentimental. It makes me nauseous." He scowls and crosses his arms over his chest defiantly, as if challenging Yuuji to refute him.
Yuuji doesn't respond immediately. Instead he remains silent, his eyes cast downward toward his feet, avoiding eye contact with Sukuna. His fingers twist nervously in front of his stomach and he bites his bottom li p . "I didn't know." His voice comes out barely above a whisper.
Yuuji looks up at the ceiling and sighs. "I miss him too. I miss our house . And my bedroom and running every morning before school. I even miss you." He laughs softly, smiling weakly. Then he pauses, frowning slightly and furrowing his brow, " But I would never abandon my alpha . Even if- even if I really want to go home," Yuuji's voice trails off and his sentence ends in sobs. He covers his face with his hands, hiding his tears behind his palms.
Suguru wants to hug him tightly. He knows Yuuji is conflicted, torn between two different lives. Sukuna is cruel for making Yuuji feel like he has a choice. For making him guilty for being here. Yuuji has no choice but to stay. He's signed away the rights to his own body .
Yuuji wipes at his tears with one hand while the other rests protectively over his growing bump.
Sukuna reaches forward and pulls him close. He wraps his arms around Yuuji and presses his face against his shoulder, hugging him tight. "Idiot," Sukuna mumbles into Yuuji's hair. "I figured you two were a packaged deal . It would be pointless to separate you."
He lets out a small sigh and nods his head slowly, accepting Sukuna's words. "You'll bring him home too?" He asks hopefully, looking up at him through tear filled eyes.
"Sure thing, brat." Sukuna replies. He pats Yuuji's head and messes up his pink locks. "Whatever the hell you want."
Yuuji laughs, wiping at his wet cheeks with the backs of his hands and sniffles. "I hate you ," he smiles and laughs like an idiot. " You brought me here remember? Why do I feel so happy hearing you say that."
Suguru wonders the same thing.
"Emotional maniulation? I am pretty good at that, aren't I? You're easy to manipulate," Sukuna teases as he pinches Yuuji's cheeks. "Now wipe those tears and let's go home. You're going to want to sleep for this part."
"Why?!" Yuuji demands.
Sukuna shrugs nonchalantly. " I don't want to hear about this for the rest of my life."
Yuuji opens his mouth but before he can speak he faints. Sukuna caches him before he hits the ground.
" What a pain . Let's go, brat."
Suguru watches as Sukuna carries Yuuji over one shoulder effortlessly, as if he weighs nothing at all.
Suguru hesitates to hit the panic button. For some reason he just wants to let Sukuna walk right out of here with Yuuji and Gojo. Fuck the higher ups. They deserve this after what they've put them through.
Sukuna pauses and turns towards the camera and something about his look screamed murder. Sukuna Sukuna Sukuna. He wondered if that feeling he got from him wasn't from his alpha nature but instead a dark cursed energy that radiated off him. It was suffocating and heavy. Like walking through a dense fog or wading waist-deep through molasses and if that was the truth then...
He could murder everyone here and not blink a eye.
Suguru almost laughs. He's been away from the Jujutsu world so long that he can't even properly sense energy anymore. He's losing his touch. That or the facility is messing up his senses somehow. He can't tell which. He's so used to Gojo's alpha aura that it all just blurs together and...
Sukuna kills a guard on his way to Gojo. With just a swipe of energy he slices through him and the poor fool is dead instantly, sliced perfectly in half.
Gojo wakes at his presence and growls, bares his teeth, shows dominance, but Sukuna just walks inside his den anyway. Gojo does not attack him though, because of Yuuji who sleeps peacefully on his shoulder.
The camera goes black as it's sliced in half.
Both Yuuji and Gojo disappear into the night. A handful of scientists died on Sukuna's way out. They did not pose a threat to him, he killed them simply because he could.