yuuji is soooo lucky to have him as a dad. yuuji wants something? gojo already bought it with a snide remark about what is megumi good for if he doesn’t spoil yuuji. everytime satoru visits his precious son, he showers him in gifts and compliments. trying to make yuuji move back

home by guilting him over how lonely he is since yuuji moved out. when megumi tries to bring up satoru is visiting too much, he immediately plays victim. whining to yuuji for comfort over how cruel his son-in-law is. yuuji is none the wiser, trusting his father is just

trying to cope with having an empty nest. “Megs… be nice. Dad’s just not used to me being far away.” “He bought a new apartment just to be near ours—“ “He still has the old house!” Yuuji argues.

“That’s not the point, Yuuj. He /literally/ has no reason to act like this towards you.” Megumi tries to reason with Yuuji. “I’m his only son.” He reminds, using his ‘get out of jail free’ card. This time megumi doesn’t take it, “I don’t think it’s normal! You’re 25 sitting

in your dads lap? Calling him for every little while? C’mon Yuuji. I’m right here.” “Sitting on his lap isn’t inherently wrong. Stop making it weird! It’s not my fault you and your dad—“ Yuuji stops himself, placing his fingertips over his lips.

He’s embarrassed he let his emotions get the better than him. He doesn’t want to let go of his father, but he needs to also get along with his fiancé. “I’ll have a talk with him.” Yuuji doesn’t argue more. Megumi’s expression still hasn’t changed from when he brought up Toji.

They both just stare at each other across their bedroom— in the house Gojo paid for. “Yeah, sure.” Megumi turns off the lamp on his bedside table, crawling into bed. Yuuji does the same. His back turned to his lover, mulling over what he said.

maybe gojo was way to close to yuuji and comfortable with walking all over their relationship. he just didn’t know how to say… no. no was just a word that didn’t exist in yuuji and gojo’s relationship.

The following morning was less than pleasant. Megumi woke up for work, making every possible action as loud as possible. Rummaging for his clothes with exasperated sighs, leaving the door open in the bathroom while he got ready, slamming the cabinets and drawers shut. Yuuji

knows he should do something, anything about it. Instead, he's bitter and angry with his fiancé. He doesn't understand why Gojo is such a sore subject for him. Why he's so intimidating by /his/ father of all people. He doesn't make an effort to show he's awake until Megumi

slams their bedroom door shut hard enough to rattle the walls. He decided to apologize- rather try to- so his lover doesn't go to work in such a bad mood. "Megs..." Yuuji's voice calls out to the fully dressed form hunched over the kitchen counter by the coffee machine. A gift

none other than Gojo when Yuuji moved out. He can't quite make up what Megumi is muttering to himself. "Baby..." It's sappy, so not like Yuuji. They weren't the super lovey-dovey couple. Yuuji never opted to call Megumi petnames, he just wasn't that /person/.

"What?" Megumi softens a little to name, shoulders relaxing at the sudden change in Yuuji's tone. He's desperate to fix this. He doesn't want to distance himself from his dad or lose face with his soon-to-be-husband. "I didn't mean what I said last night." Yuuji takes

a sharp inhale through his nose, careful with his words. "About your father. I shouldn't have gone that far." Megumi finally turns to face him, giving him a look as if there was more to be said. Yuuji felt like his tongue was tied, struggling to form the thought. He stuttered.

Megumi's face fell at his failure to say what he should. "I'll-" Yuuji doesn't want to say. "Don't bother." Megum cuts him off. Yuuji frowns, bottom lip jutting out in a awfully cute display that both his father and his lover adored. It's clear it broke Megumi's angry facade

just a little. "I swear! I'll talk to him. I'll tell him that we need to put some distance... between us physically. It's just hard to say no to him. He's my /dad/" Yuuji reasons with him quickly. Megumi lets up a little. Yuuji takes it as a sign to creep up to him, wrapping

his arms around his middle. He didn't want to spend the whole day angry over his father- especially when he's such a good man. He funded Yuuji's life, his every whime or desire. How was he even suppose to say 'no'? "I'm sorry." The voice cuts through his thoughts in a hushed

whisper. "I won't act like that again." Megumi sounds sincere and gushy. It makes Yuuji chuckle. They've never fought before. They agreed- rather Yuuji just sided- with each other on everything. Yuuji didn't have strong opinions on the things Megumi did. He was more concerned

with his father. Yuuji was interested in everything that had to do with his company, beliefs, and desires. Megumi sort of was just easy to follow as long as he didn't oppose it. So, Yuuji did go a little on the offensive when Megumi judged his father. Much to his embarrassment.

"Me too. Just... don't make my dad seem like a bad guy. He's only got me... I know you know that. He just- He's done a lot for us. He's even given you a spot in /his/ company after we get married. You know, people fight tooth and nail to work for him" Megumi grumbles, massaging

Yuuji's back dimples. Fingers prodding at the dips of skin while mulling over his words. "I'll be nicer to him. Just... try and lower the skinship. People'll get the wrong idea. Sometimes... I think they do.." Yuuji bites his tongue at a rude remark. "Stop it! I get it.

Just go to work before you get in trouble." His tone light, playful. His face concealed into the rough fabric of Megumi's dress shirt. "Alright. Don't miss me too hard." He feels the atmosphere around them lift up, but the nausea in his stomach persists.

Gojo wasn't going to take well to being told 'no' or having any boundaries put in place. Yuuji just knew it. He /knew/ his father like the back of his hand. "I wont." Yuuji banters back but he means it just a little. He's bitter about this, but his father rasied him to be kind

and elegant with his emotions. He can cry about it later, in the comfort of his gojo's arms. He lets go quickly filling up a travel mug with black coffee, almost reaching for the sugar until remembering Megumi doesn't like it that way. "Love you." He hands of the mug with a

chaste kiss on the cheek. He waits until Megumi walks out the front door and scrambles to grab his phone. He wants to rant and badmouth Megumi to someone. Nobara might be on his side, she always complains about Gojo anyway. The only time she doesn't is when their having lunch on

his dime. It doesn't help she's dating Megumi's relative. It's not exactly guilt-free ranting when Maki and Megumi share the same bold emerald eye colour. Yuuta was nice, but too nice. He'd definitely try to find a solution so Yuuji wouldn't be so down about it. The only person

left to talk to was the very person this was about. His thumb hovering over the contact before pressing it. He said he was going to talk to him anyway- just never said about what. The line barely rings once before it goes through. "Daddy we need to talk."

Gojo takes a breath, barely audible through the speaker. Yuuji knows he can tell he's upset. "What's wrong sweetheart? Do I need to go over there?" Gojo asks, grabbing his keys. Yuuji can hear the distant rustling of clothes and jingling of metal. "No, no. You have work."

"work isn't as important as you, Yuuji. I can take a few hours off. Don't tell me you forgot who your dad is?" He tries to bring the mood up with little jokes. "Megumi says I shouldn't be as physical with you." Yuuji says childishly- as if he's snitching on a kid to his teacher.

"He says people will get the wrong idea." Yuuji adds and Gojo doesn't say anything back. The line is eerily silent aside from the blood thumping in Yuuji's ears. He feels like he's in trouble. Like he said too much. "What did you tell him after he said that?" Yuuji can't hear