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"Sir, are you sure he should be here?" A guard muttered, looking at the warden holding a 6-year-old in his arms.
"He'll be fine. What could go wrong?" Jin smiled at the man and walked through the gate into the building. The little boy could see everything now, lots of guards, cameras and cells for the prisoners. His little head turned as he looked around, making his father chuckle.
"This is where I work, one day you might end up working here as well!" Jin stroked the curious boy's hair, his son looking up at him with bright eyes. He walked around the prison with a guard following behind him, showing his young son all the different cells, guards, and rooms, including where the prisoners would eat during the day, which made Yuji feel hungry. He even happily let the boy talk to some of the prisoners, who were also happy to see the little sunshine.
Yuji loved the prison even though he wasn't supposed to. It was full of dangerous prisoners, but he didn't care, all of the staff and prisoners loved him, and so did he. No matter how dangerous the criminals were, the boy still treated them with kindness, which made him loved by everyone.
"Papa! Can I go in there?" The little boy pointed towards a dark door that was guarded by 2 guards. Jin stared at the door, walking away from it, which made his son whine in confusion as he looked up.
"You can't go in there, it's too dangerous..." His dad walked into his office, placing the boy on the wooden desk.
"But why?" The boy whined again, his little feet kicking the air. Jin just ignored him, his fingers clicking away on the keyboard, which made Yuji feel upset. He was confused. Why won't Papa let him go in there? The only place he wasn't allowed to go in...
...
It's been a few years now, Yuji is 9 years old now and is still loved by everyone in the prison. He practically knows everyone there, all the prisoners and the staff members. But there's still one person he's not allowed to meet. He tried sneaking around the area, but would get caught eventually by the guards or his father, to the point where Jin threatened to never bring him back here. So the boy gave up going there, the secret prisoner still running through his head.
"Stupid jail!" Yuji shouted, kicking over a chair in anger. There was some stupid, boring meeting happening, and his dad had told him to stay in the staff room whilst they finished. He doesn't know how long it has been, but he knows the cookies in the packet are going to expire if they don't end it now.
He looked down at the white keycard that was around his lanyard, staring at the shiny plastic. His father had given it to him since he was tired of having to take the boy to the bathroom himself, so he had given the keycard to him since he trusted his son enough not to do anything stupid.
The keycard reader beeped as Yuji swiped his card on it, opening the door to skip down the hallway with his little tiger backpack bouncing against his back. He got to the end and looked around, but no one was walking around. The boy sighed in relief as he sneakily walked around the building, trying not to wake up any of the prisoners since it was 8 pm, which meant it was going to be their nap time soon. He walked up the stairs and down another hallway until he reached that area.
His head peeked around the corner, trying to get a glimpse of the door. Two guards stood there like huge statues, guarding the huge steel door. The boy's brows pulled closer as his eyes squinted. These stupid grown-ups! This was finally his chance to see the man. Then a sudden bang could be heard down the hallway, frightening the boy.
"YOU MOTHERFUCKER! IF I WAS IN THERE RIGHT NOW-" One of the prisoners shouted in fury, catching the guards' attention. The sounds of the steel door are becoming louder as they begin to shake it.
"You two, knock it off!" Both of the guards bolted towards the sound, leaving the steel door unattended. Yuji nearly jumped after his prayer was answered, rushing to the door and tiptoeing to reach the card reader. The keycard slid through the reader with a soft beep, the door slightly hissing as it opened for the boy to slip through. His grip tightened around the cookie packet whilst he stepped into the dim corridor.
He hummed quietly, looking around the unfamiliar and strange place, suddenly letting out a squeak as the door behind him shut. The place smelled funny, like a metallic incense or something rotten, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He walked until he reached the very end. He could see flashing lights pointing towards a steel door that had a code lock on it. Around it was glass, thick bulletproof glass that seemed impossible to break, probably to watch the prisoner inside.
Yuji walked around to face the glass, his heart hammering as he saw the person inside. Behind the glass was a man sitting on the bed, his head down with his hands together, but the guy was massive with buff shoulders and thick arms, wearing an orange jail jumpsuit. His hair was slightly similar to his, but the colour was slightly darker and dirtier than his. His hands and arms had black lines around his wrist and meaty arms that made the boy more curious.
Yuji cleared his throat before tapping on the glass, his neck feeling hot suddenly. The man's head slowly rose up, showing off the black tattoos on his face and his red eyes that had become wider as he stared back.
"Em... Hi." Yuji waved at the man, his throat feeling tight for some reason. The man just looked at him, intensely. It scared the boy and made him wonder. Why did his dad not let him see this man...?
"What are you doing here...?" The man muttered, his red, sharp eyes continuing to scare the boy. What does he say? The man is scary for some reason... Scarier than the other prisoners he met.
"I-I wanted... to meet you..." He shyly admitted, the cookie packet pressed against his chest as he looked around the cell. There was only a metal bed with a couple of books under it, a toilet, a sink, a metal desk and a mirror with a large metal frame around it. There seemed to be no windows on the concrete walls, though, just a flat ceiling light that looked like it was about to burn out, the only source of light.
"Let me guess...Are you the warden's boy? And he never lets you go near me?" The man's lips curled, grinning at the little boy with an immoral look. Yuji pressed his hand and the cookie packet against the glass as his jaw dropped.
"How do you know?!" He smiled at the prisoner, watching his grin become wider.
"Em... I-I'm Yuji. What's your name, mister?" An excited feeling built up in the boy, he doesn't know why, but it's making him smile and jump even more.
The prisoner just stared at the boy, his canines being hidden as his smile disappeared. With a snort, he spoke.
"Ryomen Sukuna... Surprised you don't know it," He muttered, rolling his eyes at the smiling boy gripping onto the half-crushed cookie packet.
"So cool! Can I call you Kuna!" Yuji bounced on his toes, not noticing the way Sukuna's eye twitched in annoyance.
"Don't go around thinking that we're buddies, you brat!" He snarled, his face becoming contorted into something terrifying. The boy still smiled at him, raising a brow. He stood up from the bed and walked towards the glass, squatting in front of the little boy.
"Are those for me?" His finger pointed at the packet of cookies in the boy's hand, an 'innocent' grin forming.
"No, they're mine." Yuji pulled back the cookie packet from the glass, looking up at the man with a fierce expression that softened when he saw the man's upset face.
"But... I can share!" Yuji softly smiled as the man's face became happy again. His grin is coming back.
"So generous... But sadly, the only way we can share it is if you open the door." Sukuna pointed toward the steel door, pouting at the boy mockingly. Yuji hesitated. If he opened the door, Sukuna could escape and run away, and his dad would find out! That would mean he would be in big trouble!!
"B-but, you'll run away," He whispered, looking up a the prisoner. Sukuna lowly backed up and sank into the mattress, displaying his tattooed arms up for the boy to see.
"I promise I won't move. See!" His fingers wiggled in the air, the same grin forming again. The kid just looked at him and stared at the cookies. If he doesn't open it, then how will his new friend eat them with him? He doesn't want to disappoint his new friend.
"I don't know the code..." Yuji whispered, chewing his lips whilst he looked down at the floor.
"111794" The kid suddenly flinched, snapping back to reality. Sukuna sat there, his fingers drumming against his thigh as he stared at the surprised kid. How does he know the code?
"Let's just say I'm very smart," Sukuna muttered. Yuji's eyes widen, his smile forming but dropping again. Should he really open the door? Why can't he use the slot in the door...?
"Go on, I'll help you with the code. 1..." The man continued. With every button the kid pressed, there was a quiet beep. Yuji's feet ached, his twitching fingers tried and reach the keypad, listening to the deep voice on the other side.
"4, and you're done." Sukuna whispered. Before the boy could overthink, a louder beep came through with a sound of the door being unlocked. He slowly pushed the hissing door open, only leaving a slight crack as he walked in. It smelled strange in here, rust, musky and... fear?
Sukuna moved fast, fast enough for the boy not to react. One of the tattooed hands reached for the boy, his thick fingers clamping around the boy's throat. Yuji tried to scream, but his sneakers weren't touching the ground anymore instead, they were dangling in the air as Sukuna yanked him up. The cookie packet fell to the ground with a crunch whilst Yuji's hands tried to claw at the tattooed arms.
"Such a dumb kid!" He laughed out loud, the little feet trying to kick his stomach. But every time the boy kicked wildly, it felt like kicking a concrete wall, the man didn't even flinch from it.
"Cute," Sukuna muttered before tossing Yuji onto the mattress, the springs squeaking as the boy bounced on it. The air finaly came back to the flushed boy, coughing out bits of spit whilst wheezing from the lack of oxygen. His back arched uncomfortably from the backpack full of random things, hoping that his drawings wouldn't be crushed from the impact. He felt the mattress under him sink even more. He opened his eyes only to be faced with the prisoner's frightening face in front of him, his hunter red eyes fixed on him. The man pulled he boy's backpack off with a force that made the boy whine from the sudden pain of his joints cracking, his arms feeling stiff.
"M-my daddy is going to-" Yuji looked around, his eyes darting around the room to find the camera, but there wasn't one. The person above began to chuckle, the corners of his lips curling.
"You mean that trash." His long finger pointed towards the corner of the ceiling. Suddenly, time seemed to slow down for the boy, his pulse beginning to quicken. There was just a hole in the corner, with an exposed wire dangling out of it.
"Broke it a few hours ago. Looks like your daddy isn't going to find you," His sickening laughter echoed loudly in the cell, watching the helpless boy begin to tremble in fear. The hard, bruised knuckles brushed against the boy's flushed cheek, a teardrop sliding down as the boy lay there helplessly.
"I used to find brats like you. Lured them into the dark to fuck and kill later. You should have heard how beautifully they screamed for help, calling for their papas, not knowing that no one was going to come for them." Sukuna continued to talk to the boy softly, his wicked grin becoming wider.
"Bet you would scream even prettier..." Sukuna's thumb swiped the little teardrop. This was it for the boy. He was going to be killed by his new friend, with no one to save him in the end...
"You know what, I'm feeling nice today. I won't kill you, but I sure will show you how I hurt those kids." His knee shifted, pressing against the boy's crotch. Yuji's gasp hitched from the pressure, the feeling of the knees pressing against his private part is making it hurt, but it feels funny.
"D-Dad-" Something wet slid across his lips, making him tense up. Sukuna's thick tongue that smelt of rust tried pushing in between the soft lips. Instead of letting it happen, Yuji began to thrash around to get the man off of him, but instead, his hands were pinned to the bed with one large hand.
"Hold still... or else I'll break your fucking neck," Sukuna growled at the boy, squeezing the boy's hands together whilst his other hand grabbed his neck. Yuji froze, his body trembling even more whilst tears soaked up the pillow behind him. He shouldn't have come here.
Sukuna's lips crashed against the boy's lips, making him flinch suddenly. It was wet and possessive, the feeling of the thick tongue invading his mouth sent shocks in his private parts.
The kiss broke with a wet sound, a string of saliva connecting from the two. Yuji felt funny now, the weird taste of pennies and the pressure feeling in his crotch sent another pulse down there, with his mind going blank. They both panted at the same time, the man letting go of his neck to cup the boy's chubby cheeks.
"You're so special..." He muttered, a finger hooking under the boy's shorts. Yuji had no time to process anything before he became half-naked, Sukuna pulling off both of his shorts and underwear at the same time. The cold air hit his skin, his small hand going down to cover his crotch.
"Cover it up, and I'll make sure to make your daddy cry when he sees the room covered in your blood," The threat made the boy tense up, another tear falling as he slowly uncovered his crotch, letting his new friend see his little penis.
"So cute and small... Just the way I like it." Hot breath hit against the boy's crotch, making him burn up in embarrassment. Sukuna brought two fingers to the boy’s wet lips.
“Suck on them, if you bite, I’ll rip your little thing off.” The man flicked the little cock, grinning. Yuji whined out from the pain, his hips jerking whilst he let the fingers slide in. It felt weird sucking on the thick fingers, it was nothing like suckning on your thumb.
“Good boy…” Sukuna muttered before kissing all over the boy’s lower abdomen, his palm applying pressure onto the empty belly.
Once the fingers were nice and soggy, he pulled them back, sitting up straight in front of the boy. He examined the cute boy on the sheets. He was too lucky today, a random kid came to visit him alone when he was never allowed visitors, and the camera was broken at the same time. How lucky could he get??
“H-hey, what are you doing…?” The boy’s thighs are lifted, his knees being pushed against his chest.
“Hold them for me,” Sukuna commanded the boy, who didn't hesitate, his little hands holding them together. Sukuna’s wet fingertip pressed against the hole before pushing it in, the stretch burning the boy.
“STOP! Take it out!” Yuji cried out, letting go of his legs and wiggling around, his sneakers trying to push the broad shoulders. His head was suddenly pushed against the pillow with a terrifying force that scared him, his cheek pressed against the fabric.
“Shut the fuck up, you brat! Unless you want me to break your legs!” Sukuna barked, pushing the boy even harder. Yuji just cried, sniffling with tears flowing down, whilst feeling the finger inside him working around. The man was humming calmly, smiling even though he was assaulting a little boy. His stomach felt weird, butterflies racing around in there, which made it hard to focus on the situation.
"You're taking this very well." Another thick finger slipped inside the boy, making him breathe in sharply against the pillow. But he didn't complain, though. Sukuna would get mad at him again, even if the way his fingers were moving around was burning his insides. After what seemed like years, Sukuna finally pulled them out with a wet sound that made Yuji shudder. The hand on his cheek was finally released, giving the boy some sense of relief until he looked at the man. He watched him shove his orange jumpsuit down to his thighs, letting his leaking, thick sock spring free.
"You made it this far, don't break while I ruin you..." He breathed out, spitting into his palm and stroking himself roughly. His eyes were glued to the boy, watching the way choked noises escaped his trembling lips.
"If you relax, then it won't hurt," Sukuna muttered, pressing the tip against the boy's loosened hole.
"N-no! I don't-" His screams became muffled against the man's palm suddenly, a brutal thrust that punched the air out of his lungs. Sukuna laughed above him, feeling his cock buried deep inside the boy. The stretched burned even more for the boy, his aching walls clenching around the thick cock. Now he wishes the fingers were still inside of him instead of that.
"So fucking tight... Haven't felt like this in years," Sukuna hissed from the feeling. He pulled his hips back slightly to leave only the tip inside before slamming his hips forward again with a groan.
"You were made for this, brat..." His hot breath tickled the poor boy's earlobe. The cock throbbing inside Yuji began to stroke his walls roughly with each thrust, the slapping sounds echoing in the cell. The kid couldn't do anything, just breathing sharply through his nose while snot leaked out. It hurts... Not only his insides, but his little cock as well. He looked down and saw a wet bead forming on the tip, whimpering from the strange feeling building up.
"Don't scream..." The man's tone was harsh and threatening. The palm slowly unstick from the boy's snotting mouth, his red eyes glaring at the boy. Yuji squeezed his wet eyes shut, pressing his lips together whilst giving a nod to the man who responded with a grin. Sukuna gripped his hips, slamming his hips into the boy hard enough to make the boy bounce on the pillow.
"Atta boy, just like that," Sukuna murmured, one hand striking against the soft ass he was fucking into, leaving a red handprint to bloom. The boy jerked violently, a loud yelp escaped from his lips, whilst the knot in his stomach became worse. He slowly lifted his legs, using his shaking hands to press his trembling knees against his own chest for the man. His lower abdomen had a little slime trail across it, his little lip becoming wet with each punishing thrust that made him feel lightheaded.
"You're almost there, aren't you?" Sukuna leaned in, his sweaty forehead sticking against the boy's. Yuji desperately wrapped his arms around the man's neck, his fingers clutching against his jumpsuit, whilst the thrusts became more erratic. Something strange coiled in his belly, and before he knew it, his vision went blurry. His hips jerked as his orgasm hit, warmthing spurting across his shirt.
After a few more thrusts, Sukuna buried himself deep inside the boy. The walls around his cock were squeezing around him whilst he spilt inside of him, his hot seed flooding the boy's ass.
"Fuck..." Sukuna slowly withdrew, his soft cock slipping out with a wet pop. Cum immediately leaked out of the boy, leaking onto the white sheets underneath. Yuji whimpered from the emptiness, his little hole clenching around nothing. The man above him admired his work,
"Look at you, such a strong kid." Sukuna couldn't help but praise the boy. Yuji looked so vulnerable and broken on the bed, hiccuping and crying from the intense pounding, with his whole body trembling. His victims normally passed out and pissed themselves after a few minutes, but this kid was different, he wasn't even bleeding. Or maybe he was a bit too soft on the kid. After all, he did kindly offer himself to the man with a packet of cookies. He doesn't even like sweets.
Yuji was suddenly flipped over onto his stomach, whining from the intense pain in his stomach and ass hole. Strong arms wrapped around the boy, hauling him up on his knees whilst something poked at him from behind, the boy's eyes widening. Sukuna pushed the head of his cock back into the boy's, his hips sticking to the boy's skin as he buries himself again.
"N-no..." Yuji choked out, tears falling down his already wet, flushed cheeks. Suddenly, the man stood up, lifting the boy effortlessly, one arm wrapped around his waist, whilst the other supported his legs up. This position felt even worse than the one on the bed, his hands clawing at the man's upper arms for support.
Sukuna walked towards a metal sink that had rust forming at the bottom. Yuji stared at his own reflection, his eyes widening from the sight. His cheeks all flushed and wet from the tears, his shirt covered in the weird slime whilst Sukuna's cock in buried deep inside of him. The arm supporting the boy's waist slipped away, instead, both arms now held onto the boy's thighs to spread them apart.
"You see that..." The man murmured before a creepy grin spread across his face. Unexpectedly, Yuji felt something hot flood his inside, choking out little sobs. The boy's belly began to swell up, the warm liquid stretching his insides, whilst some trickled down onto the sink. Sukuna slowly pulled out, warm piss spilling all over the sink and plashing around it, some drops landing onto the floor. The kid felt even more humiliated.
"Say 'Thank you for cleaning me'~" Sukuna purred as his softening cock slapped between his thighs. His arm wrapped around the boy's waist again, letting the boy's weak legs fall, his sneakers landing on the edges of the sink. The man yanked the faucet handle, water splashing around the piss and cum. His hand cupped under the warm water, dumping it around the boy's leaking hole, which made the boy wince from the feeling.
"T-thank you... for cleaning me..." The boy choked out. This felt weird, the way Sukuna’s fingertips rubbed against his dirty skin and how his finger moved around to clean up any liquid inside of him.
The whole time, Yuji felt confused. This was the same guy who hurt him, raped and pissed inside of him. But he's here helping him clean up whilst giving little kisses on his head. He doesn't know why, but he wants to forgive the man for what he did... Is this normal?
“There you go.” Sukuna turned off the faucet and gently dried up the boy with his dirty towel, gently tapping it around the skin but purposefully rubbing it against the sensitive skin as well, hearing the little boy whimper from the pain. He slowly placed the boy onto the bed, avoiding the wet spot he was trying to wipe off with the towel. The underwear and shorts were slipped back onto the boy with his help, pulling his own jumpsuit up as well.
The boy stared at the man, walking over to the packet of cookies and picking it up. Opening up the top.
“Say aaa…” Sukuna brought a piece to the boy’s open mouth, watching him bite down and chew. The chocolate chip melted in his mouth with each crunch, his body feeling relaxed from the delicious flavour. The man pushed the boy's body closer to the wall, lying down right next to him with the cookies in between them. Suddenly, the steel door was opened, making Yuji tense up.
“Lights out! Sukuna.” One of the guards shouted, the sound of boots hitting the ground getting louder. The man quickly covered them both up with the blanket, pulling the boy close to his chest whilst covering his mouth.
"Shh..." Sukuna breathed against the boy's ear, making him tense from the tight grip. The guard came over to the glass, glancing at the man lying down for a few seconds before leaving. The lights in the room went out, and only a dim light above them was slightly glowing.
“Are you going to tell your dad what I did to you? How I raped you, hurt you and pissed inside of you?” Sukuna had a serious look on his face, one that made the boy whimper against his palm. The boy shook his head, which made the man unstuck his hand from his lips. If Yuji told his dad what had happened, he would be in big trouble, not to mention it would be embarrassing. Sukuna stretched suddenly, his free arm reaching beneath the bed.
“Here, keep this,” Sukuna pulled his arm back, holding a random dusty book and handing it to the boy. Yuji's neck craned as he sat up, hissing from the pain in his bottom, whilst wiping the dust off the unnamed book.
“I wrote down my story in there, in full detail.” Sukuna sat up as well, his back resting on the headboard with a grin. His dumb forensic psychiatrist forced him to write about his story, he hated that idea, but still did it, leaving that book to collect dust ever since. But since a fan is here, why not give it to them?
“Really?” Yuji squealed, flipping over to the first page whilst accepting the cookie in his mouth. The book was battered with the spine cracked from heavy use. The first page was a mess, the first few sentences crossed out aggressively in pen, but finally the handwriting became sharp.
‘I can't remember anything from my childhood, but one thing I know for sure is that I hated everything…’
“Why do you hate everything?” The curious boy asked, chewing on the cookie whilst looking at his friend. Sukuna pulled him onto his lap, the thin back pressed against his chest, whilst his hands gripped his waist.
“I don't hate everything… Life was just not great for me.” His nose was buried in the boy's soft hair, inhaling the scent of cheap shampoo, a fruity, floral fragrance that brought back memories. Yuji turned his head to smile at him before dipping his head back into the book. At the bottom, there was a hastily drawn pencil sketch of a younger Sukuna with two people next to him, labelled 'Mom' and 'Dad' above them, but their faces had been ripped out, with red pencil aggressively bleeding down their necks, which scared the boy.
‘I could tell my parents were disappointed in me, but they never admitted it… Only praising the other kids instead of me… It made me jealous and mad at the stupid brats… so I would get into fights easily…”
“You got into fights?! But that's bad,”
“I know, brat… But it's fun knowing you will win every time,” He murmured.
'I'd grab their necks until they passed, listening to their choking sobs. I remember when I was 7 years old, I broke a kid's nose at a playground because he called me a monster, so I showed him what a monster could do. His blood was smeared across the metal slide, with his tears making it easier for me to go down it. I couldn't stop laughing'
“T-thats scary...” Yuji felt unease, so he shifted closer to the man. The same man who caused all of these kids to suffer, but he felt comfortable near him. A sense of safety.
“I was the strongest kid that everyone knew.” He bent his elbow to flex his muscles for the boy, the black lines making them look so much cooler. Yuji couldn't help but squish the hard muscle with his hands, giggling as Sukuna squished his thighs in return.
Yuji continued to read the pages with Sukuna, sharing the cookies until they were gone. Each section had a title every time he went through the pages, 'Shoved a kid into a dumpster', 'Beat a kid with a rock', 'Bit the teacher until she bled', 'Broke a kid's wrist for taking my ball', 'Secretly killed the neibours dog', 'first time at detention centre', 'Massive fight in high school'.... The list went on.
Whilst reading the story, the dim lights flickered a few times. Once, twice before the room began to flash red. Loud alarms shrieked in the room, which made the boy's heart nearly skip a beat.
“What's happening, Kuna?!” Yuji twisted and jumped on the man, his little hands gripping the orange jumpsuit with tears stinging his eyes. In all his years visiting the prison, he had never seen this before. It looked very scary, like the scenes from the movies he would watch with his dad.
“I think your dad found out. Say calm,” Sukuna held the boy's head close to his chest, the sound of boots slamming against the concrete floor getting louder. This was perfect...
“RYOMEN SUKUNA!! Where's my son!!” Jin’s voice echoed more loudly than the alarms, making Yuji flinch. The terrified boy held onto the man with tears falling. It's over for him now, his dad won't let him come back to the prison anymore…
The cell door was kicked open with a loud boom that shook the room, making the boy jump. Jin charged into the room, a pistol aimed at the man holding the scared little boy against his chest.
Sukuna's arms wrapped around the crying boy, protecting him from his father. Yuji felt something tug on his hand, which pulled him harshly, making him yelp out in pain. His father tried to pull the boy away, but Sukuna's firm grip on him wouldn't let his son budge.
“Sukuna, let go of my son!!” Jin screamed, one hand aiming the gun at Sukuna's forehead whilst the other gripped his son's wrist.
“You're hurting him, Jin!” Sukuna shouted back, feeling the cold metal press against his skin. But he had no fear, only determination. He would keep the boy close and never let go, no matter what.
“HANDS OFF MY SON! You're the one hurting him!” Jin wouldn't let go of the boy or listen to the man, using his strength the pull his son away.
“Sukuna, it hurts. I'm scared!!” Yuji yelled out loudly, the harsh feeling from his dad's grip finally becoming soft. Jin's fingers finally loosened around the boy, guilt eating him when he saw the red mark on his skin. He watched as his son used his weak arm to hug the criminal and bury his head in the man's chest, with Sukuna trying to calm the boy down. The flashing red lights, the loud alarms, and everyone shouting in the cell are making him feel very overwhelmed and panicked.
“What did I say…” Sukuna’s red eyes glared at the warden, making the man sweaty and uncomfortable. A few guards unexpectedly rushed into the cell, assessing the situation. Jin still kept the gun steady on the man's forehead, his finger twitching against the trigger, his blood boiling. He doesn't even know what's happening, but he had to get his son away from the man.
"Are you really going to shoot me with your son in my lap?" Sukuna tilted his head mockingly, watching the man clench his jaw at the sentence. Yuji immediately lifted his head, his eyes darting between the gun and Sukuna's face. His eyes widen from the thought of his new friend getting shot and killed by his father, when the whole situation was his fault. Sukuna can't die because of his mistake!
"Dad D-don't!" Yuji choked out, the room all of a sudden going silent because of the plea. The red flashing lights seemed to disappear as the horrible sounds of the alarm subsided, and the atmosphere returned to normal. Jin froze, his mind trying to process everything. Yuji was looking up at him, his beautiful, wide brown eyes covered in tears, fixated on him. The thing was, his son looked terrified, like he was staring at a monster.
"J-just... hand my son over..." Jin muttered, his pistol being slipped back into its holster on his belt. Sukuna smirked, staring at the warden's worried and defeated face. He managed to wrap the boy's arms off of his body, releasing the boy, but not before he grabbed the boy's backpack and shoved the battered book in there. Yuji was helped onto his feet, Sukuna giving a rough nudge that made the boy stumble towards to father, who immediately picked him up.
Two guards suddenly lunged towards the prisoner, one of them shoving Sukuna's face down onto the sheets whilst the other twisted his hands against his spine.
"Tell them, Yuji!" Sukuna growled against the blanket, moving his head to the side to face the trembling boy in the warden's arms.
"Tell them how you came waltzing in here, curious to meet me!" Sukuna barked out a laugh whilst his cheek was being mushed into the sheets, his red eyes continuing to focus on Yuji. The boy opened his mouth, but nothing came out... not even a sound.
"Let's go, Yuji..." Jin whispered as he held the boy's head close to his shoulder, turning around. Yuji couldn't help but look back at the man becoming wild and aggressive whilst being detained. The cell door closed shut, making the boy feel empty for some reason...
...
Yuji is not sure how long his dad had been driving for, but the car ride was quiet, the only sound of the rain drumming against the window. Jin hadn't looked at his son for once, not when they left the building, not when he slammed the car door shut, not even when he could hear quiet sobs coming from the boy in his seat.
He was scared now... Not only did he sneak into the cell without his dad's permission, but Sukuna also ended up raping the boy and made him lie about it after his dad caught him. Now the only people who truly know what had happened were the two of them, their little secret. He's not even sure why he listened to the man. Was it to keep his new friend from getting into more trouble? Or did he do it for himself...?
Yuji stared down at the heavy backpack in his lap, his finger flicking the metal pull. He unzipped the bag slowly before slightly lifting the book that Sukuna had given him. Something stuck out from the pages, a piece of paper that had a glossy surface. He slowly pulled it out, enough to catch Jin's attention in the rearview mirror. A Polaroid slipped out, which made the boy gasp. It was a picture of a child's purple underwear, but the bottom of it was covered in stiff, dry blood. Yuji's stomach churned when he read the big letters at the top: 'Victim 3'. He flipped it around to see more writing that made his fingers tremble: 'Female victim, aged 10, 7 weeks pregnant before finaly bled to death from stab wounds'.
There was suddenly a thud when the car hit a bump, making the Polaroid flutter onto the floor. Before Jin could turn his head to glance at it, Yuji dove down for it before his dad could see it. The picture was shoved back into the bag, making Jin squint his eyes in the rearview mirror.
"What was that?" Jin finaly broke the silence, carefully asking his son. Yuji's throat felt dry when he opened his mouth, his pulse hammering.
"N-nothing..." He stammered, feeling a familiar turn on the road. The car fully stopped at their driveway, the engine dying. Before Jin could open the door, Yuji was already bolting across the pavement, his sneakers skidding across the flooded path whilst his hand fumbled with the zipper on his bag. Jin finally opened the door, and his son did it again, kicking off his shoes and running up the stairs with water droplets falling out of his pink hair.
"Quick-!" Yuji muttered. He unzipped the bag again, pulling out the thick book with paper sticking out of it. He yanked open his dresser drawer and tried shoving his little socks to the side to make space for the book. As soon as he finaly covered it up, he turned around only to be faced with Jin's silhouette in front of him.
"What are you hiding...?" Jin stood there frozen like stone, his voice firm and suspicious. The boy just looked up at his father, goosebumps prickling his skin. His dad found out... What should he do now?
"Emm..." Yuji's back pushed against the drawer, closing it shut.
"Show me!" Jin's voice became even firmer, which made the boy swallow hard. He took a step forward in front of the boy, and another one, making the boy feel smaller and weaker against the dresser. Suddenly, Jin's hand shot up, grabbing the boy's shoulder and shoving him to the side.
"No, daddy!" Yuji tried pulling his father back, but suddenly a force made him fall back, his back striking the wooden frame of the bed. He winced in pain, tears making his vision blurry as he stared at the book in his father's hands. Jin's breath began to hitch when he flipped through the pages, reading the sentences and noticing the pictures inside. The book ht te floor with a slap.
"Why do you have Sukuna's book?" Jin grabbed the boy by the shirt, hauling him upright to face the trembling boy. Yuji tried desperately to claw at his father's wrists, the memories of what Sukuna had done to him flooding back into his mind.
Suddenly, the phone in Jin's pocket buzzed. The man tossed his son onto the bed before turning around. Yuji just curled up into a ball, his tears soaking up the pillow, more memories of Sukuna coming back. He listened carefully, hearing the mumbling words coming out of the phone. 'emergency'... 'Sukuna'... 'escaped'...
"Stay there." Jin turned his head to face the boy before walking out of the room, his posters nearly falling off the walls when the door slammed shut. The house was silent again. It was just Yuji and his little sobs.
His eyes stared at the ceiling, time seeming to be slow. His butt feels sore again, less air in his lungs as he feels his neck becoming tight for some reason. Tears were pooling around the sheets behind him, more memories of the prisoner coming back. But it didn't feel bad remembering him.
He missed the way Sukuna held his body, his strong arms playfully picking up the boy as he giggled from the tickles. The man actually paid more attention to him and actually listened to the boy... other than his father, who normally ignored him since he was too busy. Yuji wanted to be with Sukuna again, the same man who had hurt and raped him. But he said he looked too beautiful to resist, giving him little kisses and letting him keep the interesting book.
BANG! BANG!
Yuji flinched from the sudden sound, his whole body freezing. Has his dad come back? No...
He slid off the bed, picking up the book and pressing it against the chest like a shield as he crept down the stairs. He stood in the hallway, his head turning around, but there was nothing until he heard it again.
His body immediately turned to the sound, and the kitchen began to look interesting. He stared at the frosted window on the wooden door, and there was a black silhouette behind it, a huge, tall person standing there. His feet hit culred against the wooden floor of the kitchen, his hand slowly unlocking the door, turning the knob. The door slowly opened, the boy's heart beat stammering as he person.
"Miss me, brat?" Sukuna's teeth glinted as he laughed, making the boy freeze. He watched his friend walk into the kitchen as if he owned the place, closing the door shut and crouching down in front of him to ruffle his pink hair, yanking it hard enough to make the boy wake up from his daydreaming.
"H-how did you escape?!" Yuji couldn't help but hug the man, his fingers curling into his dirty jumpsuit. Sukuna stood up, his hand pulling out a dangling cuff key from his pocket.
"Took it out of your bag when you weren't looking. I suppose you could say you helped me find a way out." The man chuckled, his wet shoes soaking the living room carpet. The little boy rushed to follow behind him, his smile became wide as he looked up at the man.
"Jin's got shitty taste... Do you know where your daddy keeps his guns?" Sukuna looked around the room, his face cringing from the flower paintings on the wall. Yuji's throat seemed to stop working when he opened his mouth. He hesitated, staring at Sukuna. Should he tell him?
"It's in his room... But I'm not allowed in there." Yuji whispered, slowly walking towards the stairs. The stairs groaned under Sukuna's weight as he followed the little boy. Yuji's feet stopped in front of the door to the room, his toes curling. Sukuna's knee jammed into the boy's back to shove him forward, turning his head and seeing the man's brows lift.
"Daddy doesn't let me-" The door was suddenly cracked with a loud crash. Sukuna kicked the door open with such force that it shattered the frame, the knob flying off and landing on the carpet. The man casually entered the room, opening up the drawers in the desk until his eyes landed on something. His fingers curled around a phonto frame of Yuji happily eating ice cream whilst Jin was holding him in his arms. A low chuckle came from the man as he tore the photo in half, right through Jin's face. He tucked the half with Yuji on it into his pocket before rummaging through Jin's stuff.
"I-I found it." The boy mumbled, pulling out a box tucked inside the closet. His nail scraped against the lid as he opened it. Inside was a pistol with a couple of new magazines that were full of bullets.
"Perfect." Sukuna crouched behind the boy, his breath hitting the boy's ear whilst his hand reached down to pick up Jin's pistol. The man pulled out a random duffel bag from the closet, shoving the pistol in his pocket, whilst the magazine went into the bag. Yuji watched the man quickly undress and change into his father's clothes, putting on a black baseball cap before looking around the room, trying to fill up the bag with random items.
"Kuna, where are you going...?" Yuji finaly spoke up, making the man freeze before he felt the room. Sukuna grinned as he looked at the cute boy.
"I'm running away. Gonna stay somewhere nice and far away with a friend." Sukuna watched the little boy stand up and run up to him, clutching the black trousers.
"Stay a bit longer... Please, I'm scared..." Yuji began to tear up, letting Sukuna's warm arms pick him up.
"Did daddy hurt you?" Sukuna purred, lifting the hem of his shirt and noticing a bruise forming on the boy's back, licking his lips as he listened to the boy whimper as his finger tips pressed down on it. Sukuna thought for a while, thinking about the crying boy in his arms. What would be better? Keeping a photo of him or taking the vulnerable boy with him...?
"I-I want to C-come with you..." The hicups were the man's final answer. He held the boy in one arm whilst his hand held the duffle bag as he made his way to the kid's bedroom. He placed the boy on the bed and looked around, spotting a huge camping bag.
"Pack up." Sukuna tossed the bag onto the boy's lap before leaving. Yuji suddenly felt something, his heart skipping a beat. Sukuna wanted to take him, wanted to keep him. The thought of him and his new friend going on an adventure made the boy smile and squeal as he slid off the bed.
He picked up the camping bag, and the first thing he stuffed into the bag was Sukuna's book, carefully putting everything that had slipped out back between the pages. Next, he packed his favourite red hoodie and a pair of blue jeans. He set his white sneakers aside to create more space for his little tiger plushie.
He then checked under his bed and found his piggy bank. He threw it against the floor and winced when it shattered, quickly gathering the coins and larger bills to stuff into the bag's pocket. After that, he grabbed his notebook and pencil case and shoved them into the bag as well. Grunting with effort as he used all his strength to lift the heavy bag. Before he could get changed, a deep voice came through.
"Change into your pyjamas." Sukuna's body leaned against the door frame. The boy flinched, but was confused when he told him that. Sukuna rolled his eyes and opened one of the dresser drawers and tossed a soft tiger pyjama set to the boy.
"Kidnapped kids don't go around packing for an adventure with a criminal. They get dragged across the street in their pyjamas." Sukuna muttered as he watched the boy get into the clothes, the smell of old fabric softer filling the air.
As he yanked the shirt over his head, something hard hit against his nose with a wet crunch. The boy fell backwards against the bed, his hand tried to hold his nose, but the pain was unbearable, the taste of copper invading his mouth. Tears streamed down his face as he processed the blood forming around his hands and landing on the carpet. The boy choked out a gasp, but Sukuna gripped his shirt, tilting his head so that the blood could land onto the sheets, fat blobs of blood and tears forming around, whilst his bloody hand pressed against it. Yuji couldn't help but cry, his whole face in intense pain, whilst his back became even more sore.
"Shhh... Had to make it even more convincing." Sukuna cooed as he picked up the boy in his arms, his hand holding onto both bags, and he walked down the stairs. Yuji opened his teary eyes and saw how trashed the house looked, the living room couch was flipped around, decorations were on the floor, and the kitchen windows were in pieces on the floor.
"Pretend you're asleep, okay?" Sukuna whispered to the boy before turning the handle, opening the door to walk off the walkway as he stared up at the dark sky. He looked around with his sharp red eyes, scanning the environment until he noticed something. One of the neighbours was helping an old lady out of the house, the lights on the car flashing. This was a perfect opportunity.
He bolted towards the two, dropping the bags near the car and gripping the boy. Yuji felt scared, but he had to listen to his friend, pretend he was sleeping, so they could leave, but he felt like he was about to fall out of Sukuna's hands because of how fast he was running. Suddenly, Sukuna pushed the old lady onto the floor, making the man helping her scared.
"Hey! What the-" Sukuna's fists connected with the man's face, knocking him to the ground as he snatched the keys from his hand. Yuji slowly opened one eye and saw the two, lying on the ground in pain, a sense of sorrow burning his heart. Sukuna quickly ran over to the driver's side and opened the door to the back seats to hurl the boy onto it with the bags before he could sit at the front. The engines roared as the tyres screeched.
"Keep playing dead until I say so," Sukuna ordered the boy as the car set off to the main road. The blood dripped onto the car seat as Yuji continued to lie there, his mind going through the memories of his father. For some reason, he misses him now, he wants his daddy again. But if he said that, then Sukuna wouldn't want him anymore, tossing him onto the side of the road while he slowly dies.
"Okay, get up and clean your nose." Sukuna passes a wet wipe he found in the glove compartment. Yuji sat upright, buckling his seat belt as he stared out of the window. Sukuna stared at the rearview mirror, watching how Yuji's fingers fiddled with the wipe to clean his bloody nose. The trees blurred past them as the car sped up on the highway, the moon shining bright in the dark sky.
...
The car suddenly stopped on the edge of a cliff, making Yuji squeak as the seat belt sliced into his collarbone. The tyres skidded to a stop, Sukuna quickly hopping out of he car and opening the door near Yuji.
"Out now!" Sukuna shouted as he grabbed the bags. Yuji quickly fumbled with his seat belt before jumping out, hissing as the stones on the floor dug into his socks as he walked away from the door. Yuji looked back with wide eyes. The car was reversing into the water.
"Kuna the car!-" Yuji tried to shout, but the man harshly stepped on his little feet, making him hiss from the pain. He looked back, and the car was gone, his feet trying to keep up with the running man.
Sukuna dragged the boy into the forest, the trees swallowing them whole. He quickly pulled out the flashlight from the duffel bag and pointed it towards a nature trail. Yuji was trembling from how dark it was, looking around the huge trees that looked like buildings. Rusting sounds were coming from the bushes that the boy could hear, but he couldn't even tell if they were owls or rats.
"Keep up!" Sukuna growled at the boy as he pulled his arm forward, making him nearly trip over a stick. The boy's legs were already giving up, trembling from the intense walking, while his feet burned against his already ripped and dirty socks. The pain was too much for him, making his legs go jelly, and his whole body fall onto the dirty path. Tears started pooling in his eyes as he got onto his knees, using his dirty hands to try to wipe his eyes.
Sukuna swore, putting the boy's bag onto his back with the duffel bag on his shoulder. He then hoisted Yuji in his arms, continuing to walk and letting the boy bury his head in the man's neck. Sukuna was all sweaty, a musky smell coming from him as he continued to walk. Yuji doesn't mind the smell, though. His nose continued to rub against the skin, inhaling the smell, which made Sukuna give a low chuckle. The boy was slowly dozing off, he didn't even know how long it had been, but the sky looked even darker as they continued the walk.
Sukuna suddenly stopped, which made the boy turn around, his mouth wide open. There was a large field of grass, and beyond it, there were lanterns that led them to a beautiful stone path, with bushes full of flowers and small houses that looked like something that came from a fairy tale movie. There was a beautiful lake that reflected the moon's shine. The town looked beautiful.
"This will be our new home now." Sukuna purred at the boy, giving a little kiss on his lips. This feeling felt amazing, finally escaped from prison, moving to a village where people didn't know who he was, only his best friend, and not to mention he has a little child he can keep to his self now. His new wife...