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The safe house is crammed with everyone taking shelter inside. Yuuji changes the kits out of their dirty clothes and he checks them over. He can’t shake this uncomfortable suspicion that Kenjaku did something to them. There’s nothing, no bruises, no cuts, and their souls feel the same. He sighs and puts them into their crib and stares down at them. The girls fall asleep quickly and Yuuji brushes his fingers over their tufts of hair.


Downstairs is loud with conversation and Yuuji closes his eyes. He tries to pick out voices but it’s all one loud form. He holds the edge of the cribs, he wants to join them, but he’s scared to leave his daughters alone. Sukuna is downstairs and Yuuji is worried about leaving him alone. Deep down he knows that the girls would be safe but the whole ordeal was only a few hours ago. He’s tired, he’s so damn tired, he doesn’t know how the rest of them have the energy to argue. With his brows furrowed he goes downstairs, a hand resting against his pregnant stomach.


“Can you all shut up! The twins are asleep, I don’t need you guys waking them.” Yuuji scolds and he watches every alpha in the room quiet down. Gojo smiles at Yuuji walks over to stand at his side and puts a supportive hand on his shoulder. Sukuna growls but Yuuji glares at him, a silent warning to knock it off. “I’m tired…can we save all this talking for later.” Yuuji isn’t asking, he’s telling them. They weren’t going to discuss anything, not tonight, and maybe not for a while. He doesn’t want to think about the future right now. “The stress isn’t good for the baby. I want her to be born healthy.”


Sukuna is still trying to make sense of the pregnancy. He never imagined he would be a father, but a father to three girls was something else entirely. “Remember it’s my turn to name this one.” He teases and Yuuji rolls his eyes, smirking. Yuuji had hoped that Sukuna would have forgotten about that and he's a little worried given how bad Sukuna's name choices were.


“I had something picked out just in case,” Yuuji admits. 


“Is it another fruit name?” Sukuna questions and is met with silence and he signs. He wasn’t sold on the idea of his daughters sounding like a fruit bowl. After everything Yuuji’s been through, most of which was his fault, he wasn’t about to tell him no to anything. “I’m sure whatever you picked is lovely. Sorry for knocking you out. ” He whispers the last bit into his ear. Running his hand over the back of Yuuji’s head he plays with his hair. He misses the length and the haircut is choppy as if Yuuji gave their daughters the scissors and let them go wild. 


Nobara clears her throat and it takes them out of their private moment. “Can you two tone down the eye fucking. Baby number three hasn’t even been born yet and you two look ready to make number four.” She teases and the joke gets a growl from both Megumi and Choso. If she still had both of her eyes she would have rolled them. Instead, she shuts her eyes to avoid having to see Megumi and Choso’s stupid scowling faces. Finally, she looks at the two of them and crosses her arms. “Oh my god can you two chill out? I was joking…kinda.”


The alpha pair both huff at the same time. Choso might be thankful for Sukuna’s help but he still is uncomfortable with his presence. Megumi feels sick watching the flirting and as Nobara put it the eye fucking . Uraume had wilted onto the couch and fell asleep despite the noise. They have nothing to offer anyway, they would side with Sukuna and by extension Yuuji, regardless of their own opinions. Everyone is tired and Choso looks over at his brother. “Fine…we’ll talk about this tomorrow.” He grumbles, looking between Yuuji and Sukuna. There are bags under Yuuji’s eyes and as much as he doesn’t want to wait, it is for the best.


There aren’t enough beds so they cover Uraume with a blanket and call it good. Choso and Megumi take the downstairs double bed, leaving Nobara and Gojo to share the two twin mattresses in the second room. Yuuji takes one of Sukuna’s hands and gives a gentle pull towards the stairs. The bed here was smaller than the one back home but it didn’t matter to either of them. It’s been four months since they’ve shared a bed and Yuuji misses having someone beside him. He’s lowered to the bed, Sukuna’s mouth on his, hovering above him. Parting his lips Sukuna’s warm tongue slides past his fangs. Two hands hold his waist and a third traces the curve of his stomach.


“We have to be quiet…the walls here are thin,” Yuuji warns. As tired as he is, he has no intention of stopping or waiting. Pressing into Sukuna’s neck and tracing his teeth over the mark. He wants to slot his teeth back into the scars but one of Sukuna’s hands pushes him back. Sukuna’s hips press against him and Yuuji hooks his legs around his waist. His muscles are screaming at him but Yuuji ignores the ache. He needs to feel him. They’ve been apart for too long. “Don’t ever leave me again. I’ll kill you.” Yuuji says without wavering.


“You’ll have to kill me someday, don’t rush it,” Sukuna warns in return and smirks at the way his mate’s brows furrow together. He doesn’t let Yuuji think too hard about it, undressing him, and running his hands over bare skin. Yuuji is warm, he’s always warm, but in these four months, Sukuna nearly forgot how nice it feels to touch him. Again he runs his hands over the swell of Yuuji’s stomach. There was much they would have to talk about, especially about their third cub. He moves his hands to Yuuji’s hips, they’re shaped differently after the twins, wider but still narrow for an omega. It makes Sukuna worry that the doctor will have to cut him open again and pry life from the gash.


Placing his hands over Sukuna’s, Yuuji rocks his hips against him and purrs again. “The great king of curses shouldn’t look so worried.” He’s spent so much of his time thinking and worrying, he doesn't do any of that here, not for this moment, not when they’re finally in bed together. They edge the line of having sex with needy touches and even greedier kisses. Neither of them takes that one step to turn their embrace into sex. Spreading his legs further apart, Yuuji tucks his thumbs into Sukuna’s pants and tugs them down. Sukuna’s heavy cock once freed from fabric is hot against Yuuji’s inner thigh. He can feel the small wet spot dab against his skin, the tip of Sukuna’s cock leaking pre-cum. Yuuji looked down at it, nothing could make him forget the size of it, but the blushing tip looked like it would taste sweet against his tongue.


With a little whine, he nudges Sukuna and gives a pointed look downward. Sukuna moves so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed. Yuuji gets off the bed, pressing a fury of kisses to his mouth, and Sukuna’s broad neck. The kisses go lower as he starts to sink to his knees. It might have been sexy if not for the pained groan, Yuuji’s hand holding his back. He’s not even that pregnant yet, he hated that he was struggling already, but Sukuna only laughed at him. “This is why I didn’t have you fighting. You forget your limits, brat.” He scolds but his voice catches. Yuuji takes him into his mouth, sliding down to take all of his length.


Yuuji keeps his jaw slack as Sukuna slides down his throat. He didn’t usually like the taste of cum. It’s not a taste he can easily describe, it doesn’t taste much like anything, salty. It’s the texture that grossed him out, it’s thin, but somehow gluey, but whatever thickness it holds fades fast as it mixes with his saliva. Being pregnant did something to him. It tasted better, he found himself craving it as much as he did the sweeter human organs. But being a temporary cannibal wasn’t something he liked to think about. 


Pressing his lips to the slit, he runs his tongue over it. His eyes are shut, focused, knowing what Sukuna liked. Cum tastes differently when he’s like this, still salty, but in a way that makes his mouth water in lustful hunger. Umami. Sukuna tastes like something from a dream, if he could live on nothing but him, he would. Moaning, Yuuji dips his head down until his nose is buried in the patch of hair. Taking Sukuna’s hand and placed it on his head. Those fingers quickly grip his hair and the nails scrape along his scalp. Shivering in delight, Yuuji is pulled off the cock with a pop, and he breathes hard. Licking the corner of his mouth he stares up at Sukuna and the hold loosens enough for him to go back.


Yuuji curls his fingers around Sukuna’s length and it’s wet from his saliva. He pumps his hand. The noise of their sick stroking together was lewd and wet. “Please…please…please.” Yuuji whines and shifts. His cock aches and he rubs his thighs together to try and create some friction. Pleasure forms like a humm that resonates throughout his body. Sukuna pushes Yuuji forward and he gladly takes him back into his mouth. The taste starts to leak into his mouth and Yuuji’s cheeks hollow out as he sucks in earnest. He can hear the low growl from Sukuna, the sound like the rumble of thunder, it makes his cock twitch.


Sukuna fills his mouth and Yuuji chokes on the amount. It floods down his throat and out from the corners of his mouth. It leaks down Sukuna’s cock in heavy white beads. Yuuji swallows what he can and licks what has escaped. His eyes are glassy and he presses his hand to Sukuna’s thigh and nips the skin. Then he opens his mouth and sinks his teeth in, taking a bite out of him.


Thigh meat is tender when taken from the inside space. Sukuna snarls but doesn’t attempt to stop Yuuji as he presses back to the wound. Yuuji presses his lips to the chunk of missing flesh and meat. Sucking the blood and licking the wound. His chest vibrates with a purr. The taste is heavenly and he could have gone back for more if not for Sukuna tossing him to the bed. The wound closes and vanishes as if nothing ever happened. There are still bits of skin in his mouth when Sukuna kisses him. Blood smeared between their mouths like badly applied lipstick.


With a roll, Yuuji finds himself back in the bed with Sukuna over him. He stares up at him and tilts his head to one side and pulls the neck of his shirt to expose more skin. There are so many scars on his skin, what was one more, especially one that would mean so much to them both. Sukuna wore his mark with an air of pride and Yuuji wanted to join him.


Sukuna grabs the shirt collar from Yuuji’s hand and pulls it with more force. The fabric tears, fraying in a mess of wormy little strings. The shirt would be ruined regardless if he tore it or not. His fangs sink into Yuuji’s skin like warm butter. Bitter metallic blood fills his mouth and runs down Yuuji’s skin soaking into the pillow behind his head. “ Ahh! ” Yuuji’s hand is quick to slap over his mouth to muffle the rest of his moan. His eyes roll back as Sukuna’s teeth plunge in deeper. Yuuji’s body shakes and he tries to close his legs but Sukuna is between them.


It feels like he’s burning. If there was a good way to burn then this was it.


When the teeth leave his skin, blood bubbles and overflows from the wound, and Sukuna’s tongue laps at the bite. The lower half of his face is painted in red and it runs down his neck. Yuuji’s tongue chases a drop that runs down, leading it back up to Sukuna’s lips.  The kiss is heavy and he wraps his arms around him. He wants to devour him in every way possible. Yuuji wipes the blood from his mouth and the bite. His palm is coated and he reaches down to wet his hole and Sukuna’s cock. 

Coming once already hadn't been enough for Sukuna to go flaccid. Not yet. Yuuji forgets all about the thin walls of the safe house, he forgets about the squeaky box springs, he forgets and he also doesn't care. It’s been far too long and the stretch of his hole aches as Sukuna inches his way inside. He’s clawing down his back and moaning into his mouth. Sweat forming on his brow, he shivers as Sukuna drags the nails of his thumbs over his nipples, the other set of hands keeping his thighs spread apart. The first few thrusts are shallow and they still make him gasp and squirm. 


“You feel so good, ‘Kuna. I missed the way you fill me, ah , so big.”


Yuuji’s toes curl and pleasure is like a hot coal in his stomach. The night pressure of his nerves was about to create a diamond. Sukuna bottoms out in him, buried all the way, his balls resting against the cheeks of Yuuji’s ass. The floorboards creak and downstairs Nobara, despite her support, is ready to kill them, she needs her sleep. Holding the pillow around her head she does her best to drown out the sound. Gojo in the other bed is snoring and drooling a little in his sleep, completely unaware and unbothered. Exiting the bedroom, she catches Megumi and Choso leaving their room as well. They all exchange a look and go outside to take a nighttime walk. Hopefully by the time they returned the reunited couple would be satiated. 



*****



The following morning was awkward. Choso looks as if he’s in physical pain as he sits at the table, his chair across from his brother-in-law. Megumi has dark bags under his eyes and his head keeps bobbing forward as he drifts off. In her seat, Nobara has stick-on eye masks and her head is tilted back. Her fingers rub her temples. Yuuji keeps yawning and scratching around the fresh bonding mark. Sukuna’s arms are crossed and his eyes are shut, it’s hard to tell if he’s awake or not. The only two that appeared well-rested were the white-haired pair. Uraume made breakfast, saying nothing about the human organs in the freezer. They make sure those plates reach Sukuna and Yuuji. They serve everyone else as if nothing was amuck. Before Uraume takes their seat at the table they bring Yuuji a cup of herbal tea. 


Gojo spoons sugar into his coffee and smiles at the group. There was much to talk about but it was clear nobody at the table wanted to start. “Yuuji should probably stay here until he’s given birth. We can provide medical aid which he’ll need along with the kit.” Gojo says, knowing that nobody would argue with him, he was right after all. They didn’t have a doctor back at the inn, it would just be that trio. It would also keep Yuuji close for five more months, it would give the others time to make peace and get their goodbyes ready.  If Yuuji wanted to leave then it would be unfair to force him to stay. Gojo made a deal with Sukuna, whatever Yuuji wanted, he wouldn’t fight, he would let them leave regardless of how he felt about the matter. 


Omegas needed to be around more than just their alpha, it was important for them to be social, but then again he’d sound like a hypocrite if he mentioned any of that. He wasn’t exactly winning any popularity contests but hell he was still being social at least. 


Megumi raises his head and gives Choso a look. “Maybe it would be for the best if we gave you two some space too. This safe house isn’t big enough for all of us, there are too many alphas here, it's only a matter of time before we kill each other.” He says and grips the edge of the table. Yuuji stares at him, surprised that Megumi would be the one to make this suggestion. “I think I want to go home for a bit. Do some work….” It doesn’t sound like that’s what he wants. His eyes are down but he keeps looking at Choso from the corner of his eyes. 


Choso’s pained expression morphs into surprise and his head whips towards Megumi. “I can’t leave Yuuji.” He says.


There’s a long sigh from Megumi and his eyes are dull. “I’m not asking you to.” He tells him. Yuuji bites his lip, he feels bad for his old friend, and he can’t help but feel like this is his fault. There’s a long pause where nobody says anything. Megumi looks down at his hands and picks at his nails. “I’ll come back before the baby is born.”


Peeling the eye masks off her face, Nobara drops them onto the table and slips her eyepatch back down. “I’m sticking around but given how loud you two are,” Nobara gives Yuuji and his mate a scolding look, “I’m going to rent an apartment nearby. Choso why don’t you stay with me, give the happy couple some privacy.” She would have to stick around to make sure Yuuji is getting his new weird dietary needs met. Nobara leans back in her chair and looks over at Uraume, they’re a good cook and all, but she doesn’t trust them not to kill people to feed Sukuna and Yuuji. It made sense to stay. Choso pouts but nods, agreeing to stay with her.


Gojo keeps his own plans to himself. He was going to stick around but he wasn’t going to stop killing curses just to play house. He was going to visit Yuuji plenty and keep a very close eye on the king of curses. Gojo is relieved that Nobara and Choso will be around. Uraume also doesn’t share, it’s obvious they plan to stay in the safe house and help with the kits and Yuuji’s pregnancy. 



*****



Nobara sits at her tiny table, holding a steaming cup of coffee, her eye is shut in her sleepy state. Her sleep has been in the shitter ever since Megumi moved in. He’s only been back a week. Yuuji was due to give birth any day and like Megumi said, he came back just before the birth. Unfortunately for her, the time apart made the two male alphas needy and desperate. She didn’t know what was worse, over hearing Yuuji getting his back blown out, or hearing Choso bottom for the first time. Being vocal in the bedroom was apparently a family trait. 


With a sleepy groan, she takes a drink and pops a suppressant into her mouth. She’s never had much luck with the medication but she was trying to find something that would work. Her ruts suck and she was sick of dealing with them. The pill was dry against her tongue and drying to swallow it was like trying to force a piece of drywall down. It’s about halfway down her throat when the door to the second bedroom flies open. She chokes and the pill pops back up into her mouth. The doorknob had punched a hole in the wall.


“It’s happening!” Choso rushes out, half-dressed, pulling his pants up. He’s dressing himself in a hurry and Megumi is scrambling after him, wearing even less. She can feel the pill starting to dissolve in her mouth, the taste like battery acid. “It’s happening!” Choso repeats, louder, when Nobara doesn’t move. She takes another swig of coffee to try and get the pill back down. She knows that Choso can feel when Yuuji’s body is in distress, but there have been other false alarms. The false labor seems to trigger Choso’s sense. Staying at the table she finishes her coffee. There’s less of a hurry as she dresses herself and she finger brushes her hair. Choso is hopping on one leg as he’s forcing a combat-style boot onto his foot.


Nobara slides her shoes on with more ease and despite getting around later she’s the first ready to leave. None of them drive and Choso looks like he might throw them over his shoulders and start running. Gojo thankfully pulls up and rolls his window down, he dips his sunglasses down his nose and smiles at them. “Get in you nerds. Our dear sweet Yuuji needs us.” He teases when he sees them. The car doors unlock and Choso all but throws Megumi into the backseat before climbing in after him. Nobara sighs and gets into the passenger seat and buckles in.


“When did you get your license?”


“Huh? What, no, I didn’t.” Gojo says and presses his foot to the peddle. 


It’s not an official hospital they arrive at but it’s an improvement on giving birth at the inn. Yuuji was still in the early stages but Shoko warned that the second would likely come faster. Also, it's now that they get an answer as to how the pregnancy happened. Unknown to Yuuji, his body was going through dry heats, heats that don't have any heat symptoms. Dry heats can go on for a year after giving birth. He wanted to see everyone before getting wheeled into the room. Uraume stayed at the safe house to watch over the twins, Yuuji believed that they were still too young to bring along. The four enter and Choso is the first to reach him. His brother cradles his face in his hands and Yuuji whines. “Choso…I’m fine.” Yuuji mumbles as his face is squished in his hold.


“You’re in pain,” Choso whispers, the worry leaking from his voice like water. Yuuji softly wraps his hands around Choso’s wrists and pulls them from his face. It makes Choso whine in a pathetic way that makes Yuuji whine in return. 


“I’m in labor, it’s going to hurt, well until I get that sweet-sweet epidural,” Yuuji says and it brings his brother peace to know it’s a temporary hurt. Choso doesn’t know what an epidural is but if it helps then it’s a friend of his. Yuuji leans to look around his brother and he smiles at Megumi and Nobara. They quickly grab onto him, hugging him tightly, and he clings to them. Yuuji nuzzles into them and bites back a groan as he’s hit with a contraction.  “Uhnn, sorry guys but it’s time. She wants out.” He says and the two pull away. Sukuna is quiet during all this and follows as the woman who stinks of smoke wheels his mate away. 


The size of the needle makes him growl and she turns to him with a tired eye look. “Keep that up and you’ll be sent to the waiting room with the rest.” She warns and returns to giving the shot. “Have you two made up your mind on sterilization?” She asks as she sets the needle to the side in order to sanitize the injection sight again. Yuuji’s been on the fence about getting his tubes tied. If he was going to do it, now was the best time to do so. He looks over at Sukuna and bites his lip before he looks at her and shakes his head. 


“We’re going to wait. I thought we could go over birth control options…ya know after I have my kit.”


Shoko nods her head and leaves it there as she pulls her gloves off. She washed her hands and flicked water at the curse to signal that it was time for him to go. Alpha’s can be unpredictable in the delivery room and it was simply safer for all parties involved for alphas to wait elsewhere. Sukuna growls but after kissing Yuuji’s forehead he returns to the waiting room.  Choso’s leg was bouncing as he sat, holding his hands together in front of his face. Megumi rubs Choso’s back in a gesture that’s supposed to be comforting. The rubbing only seems to make the bouncing leg bounce faster. Gojo leans back in his chair, balancing a pen on his upper lip.


As for Nobara, she was standing, leaning against the wall, scrolling on her phone. None of them have dealt with the whole process of labor and she was looking up to see how long it would take. Hours to days and she grimaces but hides it once she notices Sukuna has returned. He doesn’t sit but he doesn’t radiate nervous energy like Choso. She watches him for a moment and while she knows that being in a waiting room with Sukuna is strange, it fully dawns on her how weird it was. There is a four-armed, multi-eyed (unfair when she was down to one), weird mouth stomach, monster, just standing there. The king of curses, the one responsible for so much death, was about to be a happy father of three little girls. She groans and rubs her hand over the eyepatch.


Sukuna crosses the top set of his arms over his chest and the lower set holds his waist. Nobara has to look away because it looks so stupid.


Hours pass. Choso goes from sitting to standing and back to sitting. Megumi stays in his seat and watches his love have a minor breakdown. Neither Nobara nor Sukuna moves from their designated spots in the waiting room. Shoko finally comes out and nods towards Sukuna. “Did you want to cut the cord?” She asks and Sukuna perks up and he nods his head. Choko steps towards them, ready to follow, and Megumi grabs his arm. Shoko looks over her shoulder at them. “Yuuji might be too tired for visitors. You’re free to wait but it might be best if you four leave for now.” She says.


Nobara doesn’t need to be told twice and she’s the first to leave. It’s an hour later when Megumis and Choso return to the apartment. It’s three days later when they finally get to see the baby.


When the doorbell rings, Yuuji perks up from where he was resting and excitedly fetches his daughter. Yuuji is cradling the newborn in her soft pink blanket and scolding his mate. “I don’t need bed rest. I can answer the door without help, you need to relax ‘Kuna.” They can hear him say before the door opens. Ringo and Mikan are clinging to his pant leg and Sukuna has to scoop them to keep them from tripping Yuuji. He holds them like they’re footballs before Uraume takes one of them.  “Come in!” He steps to the side to make space for them to come inside. Gojo is already there, leaning against the kitchen counter with a sweetened cup of instant coffee. 


Once hands are washed Yuuji happily hands the newborn over. “We named her Umeko…after Uraume.” He says and beams with pride. Uraume also can’t keep from smiling, it was an honor. The newborn like her sisters resembles Yuuji, while the twins' hair bordered on brown (still with a pinkish tint), Umeko’s hair was much more fair with the pinkish color being more obvious. There are little marks underneath her eyes and Megumi stares at them. The marks open with her eyes and blinks up at him. “She has her daddy’s eyes. Don’t worry, it seems that only people who can see curses can see the extra set, so it shouldn’t be a problem. ” Yuuji says when he sees the surprise on their faces.


The twins are yapping up at the adults bidding for attention already in competition with their sister. “Mama! Dada!” They say in unison until Yuuji ruffles the top of their heads. The twins squeal in delight and calm down after Sukuna takes them both back into his arms.  They’ve had their hands full with the babies and if not for Uraume, Sukuna’s not sure if he would have been able to keep himself from eating at least one of them.  He would never tell Yuuji that, but when they go without sleep for three days, a midnight snack starts to sound like a good idea.  Yuuji takes the newborn back and leaves the room to put her back into her crib.


There’s no avoiding it now. It was finally time for the talk they had all been avoiding.


One by one they sit at the dining room table and it’s quiet. Megumi helps himself to the pot of coffee, it would help him to have something to hold. Sitting next to Choso, he’s sitting across from Sukuna. None of them speak but they all look towards Yuuji. This was his choice. In the end, it all comes down to Yuuji’s wants, desires, and needs. Yuuji blinks at them and his smile slowly fades as he realizes they're waiting on him. 

His teeth nibble at his lower lip and he gives Sukuna a sideways glance. They've tried to talk about it but Sukuna refused to give his opinion on it. Uraume showed Yuuji on a phone pictures of different places.  Abandoned houses by rice patties. Homes deep in the woods and were probably vacation homes that retailers had given up hope on. Everything is far enough from civilization to give them a similar sense of privacy. Being on their own sounds nice, having Sukuna and Uraume, not having to worry about the outside crashing in on them. 

Only the outside has already crashed in on them. The door was open and Yuuji couldn't see them closing it again. 

Taking a breath, Yuuji's hands are folded together on the top of the table. “We're not going to stay in the safe house. It's too…city.” He turns to look at Ringo and Mikan as they play. They would be at an age where he would have to socialize them with other cubs before he knew it. He couldn't imagine moving the girls around a lot would be good for them. The girls deserved stability. “I've been looking at houses outside the city. Not in the suburbs but just outside that. Private but close so the girls can take a bus when they're school-aged. Close enough for you guys to visit and close enough that I can go out and stuff.” 

“Where?” Megumi asks and Yuuji reaches a hand out for his phone. Megumi pulls it out and Yuuji Googles places and turns the phone to show him. There is no one set location. There are homes all over Japan that Yuuji is interested in. Family homes, large, spacious, old fashioned to suit Sukuna’s tastes. Megumi laughs under his breath. “It looks like you’re looking for a palace.” 

Blushing Yuuji looks down. He knows but he isn't about to confirm that to Megumi. Sukuna always calls himself a king and their daughters as princesses, Yuuji couldn’t help but see himself as something like a queen. Queen of taming curses. It was a fitting title even if he didn't announce himself by it.


Choso grimaces. “I'd like it if you were closer.” He admits this but is resigned with the decision. There's no argument. As long as he could see his brother he was happy. Nobara and Gojo both seem to expect this answer from Yuuji. 

Nobara takes the opportunity to look towards Choso and Megumi. “You could always move out.” She says in a way that implies that it's not a suggestion. Choso has been a wonderful roommate when it was just him. In a relationship, with his boyfriend living with them, she couldn't stand to be around him. Megumi was also a far from perfect roommate. He leaves cabinets open and never rinses his dishes off and worse of all he uses her skin care. The expensive skin care too. He had to go.


Hours are spent over a phone looking at listings, she didn’t think he would be so quick to jump to it. Nobara sighed and stood, taking this as her cue to leave, she wasn’t moving so she had no interest in looking at houses with the boys. Choso tries to find places close to the ones Yuuji is looking at. Megumi is trying his best to get him to pump the brakes but gives up after a few minutes. He’s left to watch helplessly with Sukuna, who doesn’t seem to care where they live. Sukuna would prefer to return to the inn but he would have to wait until their nest is empty of kits.


Mikan trots up to him and smacks her stuffed animal against his leg. “Up! Dada! Up…up!”


Crossing his arms he smirks down at her. “Say it nice.” He tells her and her little nose wrinkles but she finally mumbles a quiet please . He scoops her up and lets her press the toy to his face, making the stuffed animal kiss him.



*****



Gojo pays for the house repairs so the family can move in sooner. It’s a large home with plenty of open space for the girls to play outside when they’re a little older. There’s a view of suburbia from the house but they’re not close enough for strangers to wander onto the property. He brushes his hands together, removing the sawdust that wasn’t there, pleased with the outcome. He couldn’t wait for Yuuji to see the result, enough room for growth and for the girls to get their own space when they entered their independent preteen and teen years. 


The house is a piece of art, Gojo paid for the best, a good balance between Yuuji’s more modern tastes and Sukuna's old-fashioned traditional senses. He’s furnished it and made sure to have the headstones from the inn brought down and placed.


A car pulls up along the dirt road and Gojo steps out to greet them. After driving without a license a few too many times, he’s stayed in the house during the construction, to avoid another run-in with the law.  Waving, he smiles and laughs. Watching Sukuna exit the car is like watching a hundred clowns exit a stupidly small car. It’s a wonder he fit, let alone fit along with Yuuji and his three daughters. He’s holding all three car seats so Yuuji can run ahead and hug Gojo. Uraume exits the car last and grabs the last of the luggage from the trunk. Shoko stays in the car to have a well-earned smoke. Yuuji is given a twirl before he’s set back on his feet. The two omegas scent each other, a common practice for omegas, but one that still gets a short growl from Sukuna.


They settle in and Yuuji wraps his arms around Gojo once more. “Thank you…” Yuuji says softly and squeezes his former teacher tighter. His fingers curled into his shirt.  “Don’t be a stranger.” Yuuji then lets go and smiles back at Sukuna. He waves as Gojo leaves with Shoko and enters the house to start a new chapter.