Pre-schooler Satoru and Sukuna fluff
(THIS IS PLATONIC. ADORABLE FLUFF.)
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Every day, pre-school ended at 12 PM.
And every day, little Satoru sat on the panda bench, waiting for his dad to pick him up.
Always waiting and waiting.
Other kids left with their parents, holding their hands, babbling excitedly about cats they drew, games they played.
Satoru was always quiet, swinging his small legs and clutching his tiny backpack.
"See you tomorrow, Satoru."
Then quiet. The teachers always looked after him, though. Satoru understood too. He knew his dad loved him more than anything and that he worked long shifts at work for him. He also understood that his mom was now a star in the sky, looking over him.
One afternoon, a very intense, very grumpy toddler, Satoru's classmate toddled over to him. Satoru had shared his red crayon with him earlier.
"Why are you still here?" Sukuna asked.
"Daddy's at work." Satoru answered.
"Because that's what adults do."
"That's stupid." Sukuna frowned.
Satoru stayed quiet, still looking at Sukuna.
"Do you wanna come home with me?" Sukuna offered gruffly. "I have dino and cookies. And mom makes really good curry rice."
"My dad says never to leave the school unless he comes to pick me up." A calm answer from the white haired baby.
"My house is behind the school, though? There's this door that you go through and there's this garden-"
"My dad said he'll be here soon today" Satoru cut him off. "I'll wait."
Sukuna frowned, well as much as a 4 year old could, and left. He was just being nice, what's that white haired kid's deal?
Few days pass and its mother's day. The classroom is budging with toddlers and their excitement to make gifts for their mamas.
They all wrote adotable stuff on their cards, drew questionable animals and butterflies. But no one questioned because they were just kids who loved their mothers.
"Let's give these cards to your moms today and hug them, alright? They'll be super happy!" The teacher cheerfully told the kids. Everyone exclaimed happily. Except for Satoru. He wrote "Mom, I miss you."
Later when the classroom was empty again, Sukuna found Satoru on his panda bench again. Except he was quietly sobbing this time.
"Why are you crying?" Sukuna asked, concerned.
Satoru just kept crying, holding his card.
"Won't you give your card to your mom? What about the hug?"
"... You can't hold stars" Satoru replied.
"My mom's a star in the sky... my dad said so. And I miss her." He hiccuped
Sukuna did not understand what being a star meant. He just knew Satoru was sad and he missed his mom. And when Sukuna was sad? His dino and mama hugs made him feel better.
"You can hug my mom, if you want."
"Yeah, but she's mom. And she's a human star."
Pre-schooler logic from a very simple preschooler.
So they slipped out the classroom, went through the garden behind it, and Sukuna pushed open a door. All while holding Satoru's hands.
Sukuna's house was right behind the school. You just had to go behind the classroom to the garden and open the door. It was safe, which is why his parents let him go to school by himself since it was literally just a few steps.
"MAMA!" Sukuna exclaimed.
"Are you home, 'kuna?- " Except 'kuna wasn't alone. There were two very cute kids in tiny red and blue raincoats holding hands.
"This is Satoru. My friend. He missed his mama cause she's a star in the sky and he can't see the stars because the sun is still here." Sukuna explained seriously.
His mom blinked, understanding the situation quickly. "Well, hello there, Satoru, it's nice to meet you." She smiled gently.
Satoru was hiding behind Sukuna until now, but he slowly came out and said hi.
"It's nice to meet you too..." he replied shyly.
Sukuna's mom melted at the boy's politeness but her heart ached cause he looked so, so sad.
"Did you tell the teacher before taking Satoru?"
The school was called. Then Satoru's dad was called. He gave the school permission to let Satoru stay over with Sukuna until he came back.
Now Sukuna was busy showing his dino collection to Satoru while he listened carefully.
"And this is red dino, he eats sunlight for breakfast-"
"Kids, come eat! Lunch is ready!" His mom called out.
The food was warm and really tasty. Satoru's dad was a great cook, but he still felt happy eating it. It felt like sunlight on a cold day.
After lunch Sukuna gave his mom the card, "HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MAMA" He cheered while hugging her tightly. "Aww, thank you, baby." She smiled while ruffling his hair.
Satoru's eyes were starting to tear up cause he wanted to hug his mama too, he wanted tell "happy mother's day!" too. But he won't cry, cause big boys don't cry.
"Now it's Satoru's turn!" Sukuna moved away so Satoru could his hug.
"B-But I-" He stuttered, not knowing what to do.
"You were crying earlier cause you can't hug your mom because you can't hold a star right? You can hold hug my mom now."
Satoru looked unsure and helpless, cause he genuinely didn't know what to do. That's when he felt a warm embrace around him.
"There there..." Sukuna's mom gently patted Satoru's back as she held him.
Satoru was full on crying now. Because after so long he felt like his mom was holding him. He didn't remember his mom's face or voice clearly, but he's so sure he felt this warmth before.
Sukuna's mom held him gently until he stopped crying while Sukuna stood their concerned. Because why was Satoru crying again if he got the hug? She wipped the boy's face and patted his head.
"I'm sure your mom loves you a lot, Satoru. It's ok if you want to cry when you miss her." She smiled softly.
After lots of dino talks and cookies the boys were out cold, sleeping on the living room floor with a blankie over them. Satoru felt so much better now. So much warmer and happier.
At night, after his dad picked him up, Satoru tied the card with a balloon and flew it up.
"Did you miss your mom a lot today, son?" His dad asked while looking at the flying balloon.
"I did, but Ms. Mom gave me a hug, and that made it a little better."
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(This seemed so much cuter and better in my head. Poor execution at its peak)
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