lowkey this is almost feels like crack at this point 😭
idk what im doing. im just going with the vibes i started with when writing this series lmaoo
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It's a beautiful Saturday morning; the sun is bright, the birds are chirping, and Yuuji is currently setting up the gaming console as Nobara and Megumi make themselves comfortable on the couch. His parents are out running errands together and Sukuna is… actually, Yuuji doesn't know and currently isn't concerned with his brother's whereabouts because it means that Yuuji and his friends get the house to themselves for the time being.
Nobara kicks off her shoes and plops down in the middle of the couch, resting her feet on the coffee table. Megumi drops next to her, pulling out his phone as he looks around. He glances back to Yuuji as he asks, “Is Sukuna not here?”
“Who cares?” Nobara replies, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Uhh, I don't know,” Yuuji says over his shoulder with a shrug as he gets to his feet. He makes his way back to the couch, tosses a controller to Megumi's lap, and hands another to Nobara. Taking a seat next to her, he sighs, “Probably vandalizing old buildings or something.
Nobara snorts. “Egging houses,” she adds.
“Surely he's done that before,” Yuuji comments as he picks his character and kart.
It’s no surprise that Yuuji and Nobara battle for first place in every race. Both are extremely competitive and weirdly good at this game. Megumi, however, almost always finishes in dead last. He doesn’t care; he never has and probably never will.
“Hey, Megumi, do you ever not come in last place?” Nobara asks with a shit-eating grin, pulling her eyes away from the screen and over to her friend. His brows are pulled together, and there’s a deep frown on his face as he falls off the edge of the map again.
“Do you ever shut up?” he grunts.
Yuuji cackles. “Don’t you play with Gojo?”
“Not because I want to,” Megumi sighs, dropping the controller when he finally finishes the race.
“Well, I guess someone has to give him enrichment time,” Nobara hums and crosses one leg over the other.
The front door opens, and Sukuna steps inside the house. He wipes his face with the hem of his shirt as he walks into the living room. Of course, the last thing he expects to see is Megumi sitting on his couch.
Their eyes meet, and Sukuna feels his heart skip a beat.
Instantly, Megumi’s eyes flicker from Sukuna’s face to his exposed abdomen and back up again. It’s only a split second later that he looks away, awkwardly scratching his cheek as he looks down at the controller in his hands.
“What are you losers doing?” Sukuna asks as he steps into the living room.
“We were having a good time,” Yuuji states without looking away from the screen. His character throws a red shell, hitting Nobara’s kart and allowing him to take first place. “Yes! Take that, Kugisaki!”
“This is why girls don’t like you!” Nobara shouts, shoving Yuuji hard enough that he falls off the couch.
The boy lands on the ground with an oof! but it doesn’t stop his focus from the race.
Sukuna watches the scene play out with his top lip curling in annoyance. As he rolls his eyes, he takes a seat on the arm of the couch next to Megumi. He can’t help but notice that the boy is in last place and after spinning out, immediately drives into a banana peel that he could have easily avoided. Sukuna snorts in amusement.
“Dude, you’re shit at this game,” he says, nudging Megumi’s shoulder with his elbow.
Megumi huffs, opening his mouth to reply, but his words are cut short temporarily as Nobara tries to kick Yuuji’s controller out of his hands. She cackles when she’s successful, only for Yuuji to grab her ankle and pull her down onto the floor with him.
Turning to look up at Sukuna, Megumi states with a deadpan expression, “This is why I don’t play.”
Raising an eyebrow, Sukuna looks over at Yuuji and Nobara who are simultaneously trying to race and knock away each other’s controllers. A grin spreads across Sukuna’s face and without thinking, he reaches down and grabs the controller from Megumi’s hands, their fingers brushing. Sukuna’s gaze briefly meets the other boy’s before he’s turning back to the TV.
With Yuuji and Nobara distracted trying to sabotage each other, it doesn’t take much for Sukuna to quickly catch up to the front, but not without adding a couple teasing jabs to Megumi’s poor choice of character and kart.
“Why on earth would you pick Baby Rosalina and the Badwagon?” he asks with an amused snort.
The younger boy shrugs. “I just hit the randomize button. I don’t care that much.”
“Obviously,” Sukuna retorts. He shoots Megumi a teasing grin.
Megumi rolls his eyes. “The only other time that I play this game is when Gojo forces me and Tsumiki to play with him."
Sukuna grimaces. “Sounds awful.”
“It’s not that bad. Gojo is just a sore loser so Tsumiki usually lets him win so we’re not stuck there all night.”
With a hum of acknowledgement, Sukuna briefly wonders if Megumi would be down to play with him, just the two of them. It doesn’t sound like a bad idea. The only thing would be convincing Yuuji to let him borrow the switch or getting Yuuji out of the house long enough for Megumi to even come over. Well, he supposes that’s something they can figure out after they’ve had their movie date.
“Yes! First place! As I should be!” Nobara exclaims as she finally finishes the race with Yuuji on her tail with a close second.
Yuuji scoffs. “Only because you knocked the controller out of my hand and made me fall off the side of the map.”
Rolling her eyes, Nobara waves a hand dismissively. She leans back against the couch and stretches her arms above her head. “You’re just a sore loser.” Her eyes flicker back to the screen and she sits up straighter. “Megumi coming in 4th place?! And here I thought you just liked losing."
“Whoa, how’d you get so good so fast?!” Yuuji asks with a laugh. He looks over, his head tilting to the side when he sees that there is no controller in Megumi’s hands. That’s when he notices that his brother never left and is instead sitting on the arm of the couch with the controller in his hands. “Hey! That’s cheating too!”
Nobara looks over with a frown as Sukuna is handing the controller back to Megumi. He pushes himself to his feet, pulling his phone out of his pocket to check his notifications.
“Thanks, Sukuna,” Megumi says, the corner of his mouth quirking up.
Without thinking, Sukuna clicks his tongue and shoots Megumi a wink. “Any time.” He doesn’t bother sparing a glance to Yuuji as he turns around and heads out of the living room and up the stairs to his bedroom.
A long silence draws out in the living room, both Nobara and Yuuji staring at Megumi in a mixture of shock and confusion as Megumi watches Sukuna go. When he turns back to his friends, he shifts in his seat, growing a little uncomfortable. “What?”
“What was that?” Nobara asks, the game now forgotten with her full attention on Megumi.
“What was what?”
“That!” She gestures vaguely in Megumi’s direction. “With you and Sukuna. He was… nice to you.”
“So?” the other boy cocks an eyebrow. He leans forward and places the controller on the coffee table before sitting back. “Is Sukuna not allowed to be nice to people?”
“No,” both Nobara and Yuuji say simultaneously in the same deadpan tone.
Yuuji pushes himself up to his feet, setting his own controller on the coffee table. He turns to Megumi, hands settling on his hips. “He’s not even that nice to me and I’m his brother."
Megumi shrugs. “I don’t know, maybe he felt bad for me because you two were being insufferable.”
“Sukuna doesn’t feel bad for people,” Yuuji says with a shake of his head. “He’s the one who makes people feel bad.”
Again, Megumi shrugs. “He’s always been nice to me.” He gets to his feet and excuses himself to the bathroom.
Nobara and Yuuji watch as he leaves. The moment they hear the bathroom door shut, they’re both sitting on the couch and facing each other with wide eyes, ready to conspire.
“There’s something weird going on here,” Nobara whispers, tapping her chin with her finger.
“You’re telling me. The other day, Sukuna was making plans to invite someone over when I wasn’t here.” He pauses, looking around to make sure that they’re alone. He leans in a little closer, cupping one hand around the side of his mouth. “And even worse, there’s someone with a nickname in his phone.”
Nobara’s eyebrows shoot up, her eyes widening. “A nickname? What kind of nickname?"
“It said ‘Raisin Boy’.”
“What the hell does that mean?” she asks, her eyebrows instantly pulling together in confusion.
Yuuji shrugs and leans back. “I dunno.”
A look of determination settles over Nobara’s face. “Well whatever it is, we're getting to the bottom of it!”
Yuuji grins, matching Nobara’s determination with a high five. "Operation: 'Find out who Raisin Boy is' is now underway."
could I just ask if rizzless Sukuna is inspired by nessieartss au?
anon-Chan out🎀💖
yes! the very first one was based off this art that they did and then it all kinda spiraled into a whole au. we've talked about a few ideas too and i am currently working on pt 6 which is just silly yuuji shenanigans lol i hope you're enjoying them so far!! <3
