everyone knows that as the head of the zen’in family, megumi has tons of paperwork to rifle through, it’s on one of these arduously long days, that he gets an idea, quickly he calls for the servants to bring his spouse to his office.
zen’in yuuji, is megumi’s beloved spouse, they’d been childhood sweetheart, and had married once they’d been of age. it’s because of yuuji that megumi hadn’t completely eradicated the zen’in elders. or so the rumors say. megumi wants to laugh. if only they knew the truth…
his kind and compassionate yuuji, who hid his viciousness behind a harmless, benign smile, who others confused as naive, and foolish, but megumi knew better, oh his yuuji carried a cruel heart, rather than outright getting rid of the zen’in elder, it had been yuuji to suggest
a slow, dragged out torture, yuuji was ever so fond of maki and mai, and his father-in-law toji, for every second of despair yuuji’s beloved people faced, he’d made megumi promise he’d return it to the zen’in elders tenfold, and oh, how could megumi ever deny his beloved?
the stories of their childhood had been misconstrued, they’d not been childhood sweethearts, rather yuuji had come up to a young megumi and claimed him as his, and megumi, who’d wanted yuuji for his own, greedily accepted, if only to get closer to yuuji’s impenetrable heart.
if yuuji had wanted something, megumi would get it, no questions asked, after all, ryoumens, didn’t understand the word no. rejection did not exist in their dictionaries. and megumi, he was oh so fond of yuuji, why would he ever reject him? besides, it had worked out.
after years of being yuuji’s lap dog, he’d been allowed inside the tightly guarded heart of the young ryoumen heir, and had been able to fully win it over, and now? ryoumen yuuji, no, zen’in yuuji was his beloved spouse, and soon…
soon, (and megumi would make sure of it) he would be the mother of his children. lost in thought, he’s ignorant to the entrance of his spouse, “gumi,” a soft voice whispers, and megumi looks up from his desk. yuuji’s a vision in megumi’s clothes, megumi’s robes dwarfing him.
“yuuji, come here.” megumi murmurs, pushing his desk chair back and presenting his open lap. yuuji sends him a flirtatious smile and eagerly takes a seat, wrapping both arms around megumi’s neck.
“when was the last time you took a break, mhm?” yuuji wonders.
he leans forward and peppers kiss against megumi’s jaw, megumi relishing in the touch of his beloved, “mhm, it’s been a minute. are you upset?” he wonders, while closing his eyes as yuuji continues to press languid kisses against his jawline. yuuji smiles against megumi’s skin.
“oh, so you’ve noticed?” yuuji replies cheekily, pulling back to stare into megumi’s emerald eyes, yuuji’s eyes are a beautiful tawny brown, and megumi… oh, he was so enamored by him.
he grabs onto one of yuuji’s wrist to bring it up to his lips, and press a reverent kiss against the pulse point, smirking against the fragile layer of skin as he hears yuuji’s breath hitch in his throat at the sight.
he looks into yuuji’s eyes, as he gently presses both of his incisors against the flesh, ever so gently pressing down. it’s not enough pressure to draw blood, but just enough to cause yuuji’s heart to race, his blood to pump. and yuuji? he turns an ever-so-lovely shade of red.
“you play dirty,” yuuji whines, as pink dusts the apple of his cheeks. what a sight to see, the usually haughty young master, so easily malleable in megumi’s hands. megumi let’s go of yuuji’s wrist to lean and whisper directly into yuuji’s ear.
“i can get even dirtier,” he murmurs, breath hot and heavy against yuuji’s ear, his neck heating up at their closeness, even after being married for so long, yuuji had never truly lost his prudishness as the honorable young master of the ruling ryoumen family.
he was still such a shy thing, in bed, so eager to hide, quick to blush. megumi adored him so, craved him entirely, fully, wholly. he would never let him go, not even in death.
“how… how dirty?” yuuji breathes out and megumi, he grins, taking yuuji’s earlobe between teeth.
he bites down gently, eliciting a squeak, and pulls back to stare at yuuji scandalized face, he smiles, all teeth abnormally sharp, and stares into his eyes, “well, why don’t we find out?”
— end
this a separate au, from my enemies to lovers, clan head megumi au one, i just wanted soft, morally grey fushiita lovers, enjoy!
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#fushiita au wherein future megumi goes to the past and takes past megumi’s place, yuuji and gang are none the wiser but little by little things start seeming odd? megumi says things that don’t make sense, acts weird too, he’s more possessive of yuuji.
more vicious with their enemies, faster and stronger too. but it’s the way he invaded yuuji’s space that brings the most attention. megumi who loves his own space, no longer does. he’s always around yuuji, always near him, no less that centimeters away.
his fingers always grasping onto any part of yuuji he’s able. always around, never to far out of reach.
there’s an aura of totality and finality around him. one that gojo knows his ward shouldn’t have. one he’s intimately familiar with.
title: when the sky falls (will we stand tall?)
tags: dark, reincarnation, ominous, au
pair: #fushiita
(this is the end,
yuuji’s fingertips run along his mother’s wounds, they’re carved by quite a familiar technique.
(hold your breath and count to ten,
yuuji sinks.
he sinks to the ground before his mother’s sliced body, the scent of familiarity clings to her. this scent is one yuuji knows like the back of his hand. this scent is one yuuji had always associated with safety, with love.
(hear the earth move and then,
his father’s.
(hear my heart burst again,
“ryoumen sukuna has sunk himself in depravity, he’s no longer human. your orders are to execute him at all cost. may he never enter the circle of reincarnation again! let him pay for what he’s done! let us take our vengeance!”
commission for: @betch_wtf
prompt: cigarettes
title : between common tongues
tags: bittersweet, dark, obsession
pair: #fushiita
megumi’s lips find themselves wrapped around the offered end of yuuji’s cigarette. meguni isn’t a smoker, yet he does not refuse yuuji’s offer.
“how are things?” yuuji wonders. megumi releases a drag of smoke. soon his jade-like eyes focus on yuuji’s own, “same as when you left.” he mutters, coughing out for a sec in an effort to pass the nicotine quicker.
yuuji smiles, all teeth and gums. it’s eerie and so easily yuuji, “do you miss me, partner?” he croons. megumi does not answer, this is clearly a setup of some sorts. a way for yuuji to make way into his head again.
#fushiita: wherein yuuji isn’t a good guy, and yet megumi is unwilling to let him go.
“we should break up.” yuuji murmurs soullessly. megumi doesn’t allow himself to be hurt, this scene has happened far too may times to keep count. so megumi replies as he’s always done.
“no.” he gives no room for arguments, merely denies him and turns to the side. he doesn’t spare yuuji a glance, not right now. not when yuuji’s brimming with anger.
“why not! i don’t like you! why’re you so adamant in staying in a relationship!” yuuji begins shouting.
megumi ignores him, closing his eyes. it’s an everyday thing now, yuuji will shout and scream, get angry at him and then proceed to ignore him for the rest of the day. at night, he’ll let megumi fuck him to get rid of both their stress and come morning, the cycle will continue.
title: keeping you close shouldn’t be this hard.
tags: angst, break up, hurt/comfort, misunderstanding, age gap, happy ending
pair: #fushiita
inspiration: shouldn’t be by luke chiang
yuuji’s fingertips run atop the engraved silver band that decorated his ring finger.
the band that had once been the symbol of his and megumi’s love. the band that from today forward will no longer be on his ring finger. he sighs softly, as he carefully sets the ring inside a box before closing it and placing the box inside the drawers on his dresser.
yuuji still has a couple of hours before he needs to head towards the lawyers office to sign the divorce papers. so he chooses to spend his free time on some mundane tasks, anything to keep his mind off of the inevitable.
title: only you my girl, only you babe
tags: fem yuuji, age gap, au
pair: #fushiita
inspiration: dark red by steve lacy
‘do you love me?’ yuuji can’t help but wonder, as she cups megumi’s jaw. watching as he leans into her touch. his hand comes up to encompass yuuji’s own.
he opens his previously closed eyes to press a tender kiss against the edge of her palm, all the while staring deep into yuuji’s eyes and oh… yuuji is so endeared with him. still, she’s not so foolish as to believe all his words. this is a transaction, after all.
lonely, lonely yuuji who’s only company comes in the form of a paid escort. lonely, lonely yuuji who has more money that she knows what to do with. lonely, lonely yuuji who stands on a thin thread unafraid of the fall. perhaps even hoping for it.