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This- this is great, just great.

It seems like, Yuuji came to his room and spilled something on the extra bed, the bed that supposed to be Sukuna’s.

That’s what Yuuji told Megumi through the little post-it note he stuck on the door.

I’m going to kill that guy soon, I swearMegumi thought to himself as he took the bed out, leaning it on the walls outside their room and telling Gojo about what happened so the teacher won’t be confused to why there is a bed just standing there in the hallway if he pass by.

Also so that he can help them finding another one.

It’ll be lovely if all of those things can be done in less than one night. But it cannot. So now Megumi’s side is touching the wall as he tried to make the main bed, two-people-worthy.

He’s glad Sukuna is significantly ‘smaller’ in body size compared to Yuuji, because if he’s not Megumi would’ve had no idea how they would fit there.

The sound of frozen footsteps in front of his room told him Sukuna’s back. The pinket went to take a bath and just came back, “The bed,” he basically whispered.

“Yuuji ruined the other bed so I took it out,” he explained and glanced at the bed under him and then at Sukuna, “hope you don’t mind if we…”

He looked unsure but nodded anyways, “It’s… okay,” he mumbled as he walked over to the bed and sitting down on it too. It was big enough for the both of them, but what Sukuna’s not liking is how small the space between them will be.

Yes the bed is wide enough that two of them can sleep in their own comfortable sleeping positions, it’s just that Sukuna’s comfortable position include not being around other people. But he can’t really complain now can he?

They took their own parts of the bed, Megumi staying in the inner side next to the wall and Sukuna in the other.

The blue-haired would usually stay up a while longer but that day was a bit much so he flopped himself right away face first, groaning into his pillow. He look to his left and see that Sukuna is preparing his little movie watching set which includes a laptop and earphones.

It seems like it’s become a habit for him to watch this one series before bed, Megumi truly has no idea when he really finishes watching every night since he always fall asleep before the other.

That night too he planned to do the same, “You can use the blanket if you want to?” Megumi offered the only other person in the room. Sukuna looked at him for a second before shaking his head,

“I’ll just use the other one.” He pointed his finger to the cabinet, the bluenette nodded and then pulled the blanket up on himself.

“Well I’ll be off to sleep. You can turn off the light later after you’re done,” he said the words he says every single night before going to bed exactly like he said it every other night, “good night.”

“Night.” And Sukuna took his place, sitting cross-legged next to Megumi with his laptop in front of him and earphone plugged in. He continued watching his last played episode of Sofia the First and settled in.

He found himself very into children’s shows (not that he knows those are for children as nobody really told him) because of it’s simplicity and repetitive traits. Not sure why he liked that but he did.

“I was a girl in a village doing alright…” he sang along the first line in such a tiny voice that usually nobody would be able to hear. Notice the word ‘usually’ over there. The room was as quiet as it could so it shall be no surprise to know that the alpha-who’s trying but weren’t able to go to sleep yet- heard him.

Cute he unconsciously thought and a small smile found its way to his face. Sukuna did not finish singing the song out loud, instead he was humming it. And Megumi is not going to lie, that’s either just as cute or somehow even more adorable than before.

So he likes to hum the songs. That’s one thing he noticed. Another one is that Sukuna does not stay still. He rocks himself back and forth, back and forth as he is watching. It was not big rocks but Megumi can feel it, even though not strongly.

This. Is just one more thing to put in his ‘Fun Fact about Sukuna’ list in his head. He added it on the list under ‘#17 — he loves instant noodle’

Megumi didn’t keep track of how much time has passed before he felt Sukuna stopped rocking.

sukuna’s p.o.v.

He stopped moving and took a glance at the-he thought- sleeping alpha. The next moves he did were done very quietly as he did not plan to wake up the other male in the room. Not that Megumi needed waking up.

Sukuna closed his laptop and tidied his earphones before setting a foot on the floor and then the other. On his tippy-toes he walked.

His heart beating so loudly he started to wonder if Megumi can, too, hear his heartbeat. The nervousness filling him up.

He sat on the used futon, head in his knees. He was supposed to move to another room a while ago but the sudden weakening of his legs and the heat building up on him stopped him from doing anything.

“Ryomen Sukuna,” it was the handler of the place, he was not happy to find the young omega still in the room instead of moving to another ‘client’, “what do you think you’re doing?” he asked with the tone as cold and emotionless as ever.

Young Sukuna was in his heat. But it’s not like it mattered. At least not ‘here’. If anything it’s a good thing that’s supposed to be taken advantages of, people love fucking omegas in heat. Though of course the place have some rules regarding activities done with their omega workers.

Such as no marks allowed as they are the properties of the place, so they are not to be bond with; no pups or in other words, take ‘it’ out before the seed is planted.

Again, they are workers of the place and shall continue to do so (unless they are bought obviously, but only the crazy riches do that). Three and so on are just about how there shall be no permanent damage on the omegas and things like so.

“I think I’m in… heat sir,” he responded in between harsh hot breaths.”

The standing man looked down at him in indifference, “And who ever told you that heat is a matter in your field of work? Not to mention, here. We have rules and procedures-”

“It hurts… a bit, maybe I can reschedule the next client I promise I’ll-” yes of course sex while he’s in heat will-in common sense- only help him, make him feel better. But these people who come, they’re maniacs. They’re crazy, they do inhuman stuff to the workers for their own liking and would go on until their time is over.

The handler dragged the young omega by the hair, not letting him finish talking. Throwing him harshly back to the ground when he let out a shriek of pain and curled himself into a ball.

Sukuna tried it before. Asking for a time off like this. Obviously didn’t go well then, not sure what made him think it’ll go better this time.

“Let me tell you one thing,” he said right to the ear of the now whimpering omega who’s hands are on the sides of his pink-haired head, “you are nothing aside of what you do here. You are an object these actual people use for their amusement, and that is all to it. If not, then why would you even be here in the first place?”

He smirked as he took Sukuna’s face and squeeze it harshly to the point where it actually stings, “I expect you to be where you are supposed to be and this room empty, next time I come by.” The man threw his face away, “You understand, omega?”

To say that Sukuna is tired is an understatement. And for that sole reason he just nodded and mumbled a breathy, “Yes sir.” As the man walk out.

He struggled, but he knew that the punishment for not completing tasks are worse than whatever he’s going through at the moment.

He looked to the futon he was laying on just a while ago. He wasn’t there for no reason, the alpha occupying him before had his scent stuck on the bed. Sukuna always wondered if someone like him will ever one day deserve a proper mate who he can scent for comfort all the time and not take crumbs of some random alphas ‘renting’ him.

And he did try once, keeping a piece of fabric with a very nice scent on it for himself. But when one of the handlers found out it didn’t end well.

This particular memory played in his mind as he stood in front of his mate’s closet. Will Megumi get mad at him if he do this? It’s just one thing. He wasn’t going to rip it or damage it either.

I’ll just make this quick… just really quickhe thought to himself as the closet door open, his hand reached out to one specific blue-colored hoodie and quickly pulled it close.

It smelled amazing.

He couldn’t describe it, all he knows is that he felt warm and safe if that make sense.

He closed the closet and leaned on it before sliding down and sitting on the floor. Knees to his chest and the hoodie basically on his face. It was so nice, he didn’t want to put the thing back, he wanted this soft feeling to go on forever.

But in another corner of the room someone is growing curious to why the presence beside him wasn’t back.

Megumi raised an eyebrow What is he doing for so long? he asked in his head. So he slowly turned his body around and almost immediately he spotted the pinket. He’s sitting on the floor, back against the closet, with Megumi’s hoodie in his arms?

The guy took silent steps and walk over to his mate. And when he’s close enough, he coos inside. The view of Sukuna hugging, embracing, basically cuddling his hoodie is somehow cute. And he’s sniffing it too?

“Hey-”

And a flinch. The omega stopped everything he was doing and completely froze in spot. Eyes glancing at the clothing item before him and the alpha standing right there.

His grip on the hoodie tightened and he find himself a stuttering mess.

Fuckhe swore. Not out loud though.

“I just- I was- I wasn’t going to do anything with it I swear. I’m putting it back, I am putting it back. Sorry,” before Megumi could say anything he rushed to open the closet and putting it back where it was before he took it.

“Huh? No, no I don’t mean to scare?” He higher his voice in the end as to make it seem like a question, “you. You can take it with you if you want to.”

After a while of knowing Sukuna. He’s learned a lot of things he didn’t know about the King of Curses before. One of them is how cautious he is all the time. Too cautious if you ask him.

It didn’t gave Megumi any specific picture in his head to answer the why but he for sure have a very vague idea of it.

It is why he himself started to adjust-you might say- his ways of ‘approaching’ the omega. He also is currently trying to find a way so that the pinket can somehow feel a bit ‘at home’ where he is.

There’s no way he can feel completely that way but maybe he can relax a bit. He acts like he’s on the edge almost all the time.

He then thought about a great idea. At least to him at the moment, it is. A nest. He read about it before (or was it heard? He was not quite sure). It is a place usually built out of soft things mostly ones that smells like their mate and them. They said it’s basically a sacred place, not even their alpha can come in just like that.

Sukuna must’ve had one before and if Megumi lets him build another one here maybe he’ll feel better, he’ll have a place to relax when he’s anxious or giddy, when he feels uneasy. And Gods know how respectable Megumi is going to be with asking permission to come in, he wouldn’t mind not being able to come inside either.

“Really?” A whisper cut his thoughts off short.

He nodded before talking again, “It’s even okay if you want to use it for your nest later, that’s if you want to of course.”

Sukuna looked at him as if he said something ridiculous, “For… my nest?”

“Yes.” He said like it was the most obvious thing, “Oh I’m not rushing you to get comfortable here but I just thought you would like it if you have a place just for you, kind of like a shelter? I don’t really know what it feels like, I’ve only read about it really.”

He explained himself, worried it sounded like he was forcing Sukuna to make a nest.

But Sukuna’s eyes were just as confused as before, “My nest?”

A pause.

“…yes?”

“A place for me?”

“Mhm that’s what your nest will be.”

“But why?”

“What?”

“Why would I have a nest, what did I do to get it?”

It’s like Megumi was talking in circles. This is not good. How would he know the answer to that. All he knows is that omegas have them for comfort and as a safe place, those are necessities and not something you’re supposed to earn right?

Well it is. But that doesn’t mean Sukuna knew this.

Unfortunately he was raised to believe that he doesn’t deserve anything in the world because of whom he was born from. He is not worthy of a life, happiness, his own choices, his body, his comfort. And as time passes he found out otherwise, for a couple of things.

But this is not one of them.

“Nothing, you can just make it?” Megumi tries his best to answer but only got a confused head tilt as a response,

“That hoodie can be a part of it, and if you need more you can just use my other clothes too. There are blankets too actually, the pillows! I don’t think I have anything else to offer.”

Sukuna spaced out for a second, “But I don’t know how to… make a nest.”

“Don’t you just stack them to make a place to lay on or something?”

“Maybe?”

“You want to try?”

“Hmmm,” he hummed, “I can?”

“Yeah, you can.”

The pinket walked to the bed and threw the hoodie on the bed before turning around only to see that Megumi is already heading towards him with God-knows how many clothing items.

“Rest assure, I only take the soft ones. No jeans or anything that can hurt you on accident or something.” He told the omega standing there agape.

“O-okay.”

And he started stacking them one by one following the instruction that is his instinct. With the alpha just watching him from the side watching in awe. When it’s done, more than half of the bed was covered and it was divided horizontally (something they only realized after the nest is done).

“You done?”

“Mhm,”

“You like it,”

“Yeah…”

“Well go lay down there then,” and Sukuna did. It’s amazing how it worked exactly the way Megumi thought it would. It was the feeling from earlier, but even nicer. He then sit up and started searching the nest, confusing Megumi.

But when he pulled the searched item, Megumi just couldn’t help the warm smile creeping up his face. It was the blue hoodie from earlier.

“Can I,” he looked at his mate nervously, “can I wear uh- this?”

“Of course.”

And he did. It felt amazing. Truly. Until the thought hit him. How’s Megumi supposed to rest now, he’s taken more than half of the bed. So he tried to pull it a bit to make some space for Megumi but that resulted with the alpha scolding him saying that he’s taken that space the whole bed is his now no debate.

He tried to oppose the idea, but the other won’t listen.

“But then where would you sleep?” He asked.

“I can squeeze in here, fold my legs a bit and voila.” He said and did as he told he could. Obviously doing it outside of Sukuna’s nest territory.

“That does not look comfortable.”

“It’s fine, it’s only for one night.”

“Hmmmm,”

“Just sleep, your eyes looked as if it’s going to close for good any time now.”

As if cued, Sukuna yawned, “Sure then, if you wake up sore it’s not my fault.”

“Yes Sukuna, now sleep Sukuna.”

“Yeah, yeah.” There was a pause before the pinket spoke up one more time, “Thanks. For this, really.”

“You’re welcome, I guess. Hope you like it.”

“I do.” And soon enough he fell asleep.

Megumi took his chance to admire the sight of Sukuna in his nest. It’s adorable. Really. And soon enough, he’s drifted off too.