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Touch like fire, burning, smoldering, hurting.
Like a fast acting poison you didn’t know there was a cure for. Yuuji sat next to you, the hospital bed a grim reminder of how he got here in the first place. Just a fun joke with his friends turned into his almost-demise and now the one who brought all the pain was cackling in his head.
You really can’t protect anyone, kid.
He’d tell him to shut up if it wasn’t the truth.
Nobara was nowhere to be found, no one will tell him if she was alive or not. He knew he should expect her to be dead, no one could survive an attack like that. Megumi was far from him somewhere in this damned culling game, only god knows if he was safe.
Looking for angel was supposed to be an easy thing. Find her, get her to open the box to free Gojo. Supposed to be easy and throughout all this time, meeting a few dozen people: Sukuna was quiet.
Until you showed up.
You weren’t even supposed to be here, he’d made sure you were safe and far away from anything that could hurt you. After all you barely had any cursed energy, so why. Why did you have to enter the culling game?
You didn’t even notice him, which was already a problem. What if someone else came to you? What if they hurt you? What if you were killed?
You should be grateful that he’s here to protect you. With everything he’s gone through, losing you would put him over the edge.
You’ll forgive him right? This is just to protect you.
Itadori would never hurt you.
Just be still and when you wake, everything will be as it should be.