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jade7b · 1 month

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*Bark bark*

For more bark bark follow me down here 🍆🔥🔴

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kannski · 3 months

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🌸💕🎀

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neogenes · 3 months

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Say hiii to my Megumi 🫰🏽🐕

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deerworkshop · 2 months

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Happy valentine's day 😍🥰😘

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pick1euwu · 9 days

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toji my love 🫶

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a-s-illustrations · 2 months

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Coming Home

Part 2 of Dad Nanami and Son Itadori Series! (i really have to get a better title for this series of works; stick with me guys!)

Story down below⬇️

Nanami's POV.

“I really don’t need that,” Nanami said, pointedly glaring at the wheelchair. The nurse’s smile never wavered. In fact it grew a bit wider which irritated him to no end.

“Please sir, it is hospital policy that patients in your condition be escorted and discharged via a wheelchair,” she said; her voice calm and soothing. Nanami’s lips twitched with a soft huff of exasperation. He was about to contest her again when a bright voice burst in on their standoff.

“Nanamin!” Yuuji’s shock of pink hair appeared before the rest of the boy careened into the room. His training and excellent reflexes saved him from barrelling into the woman by scant inches. His face lit up by the wide smile plastered over his face. This smile, unlike the nurse’s, settled his nerves. “I came to pick you up!”

The nurse jumped on her chance turning to Itadori. “Oh that’s wonderful!” she exclaimed, with a note of triumph in her voice, “You can wheel him out then. I’m sure he would love to have his son wheel him out.”

Nanami automatically opened his mouth to correct her when he saw the look on Itadori’s face. The boy’s entire body language had gone from exuberant to almost shyly embarrassed. There was a strange, almost hopeful look in those light brown eyes. He gave a defeated sigh. “Very well,” he conceded. He couldn’t deny the warmth in his chest when Itadori perked right back up and quickly grabbed the wheelchair’s handles.

“I promise I’ll get you the door safely!” he declared. Nanami gave an amused huff as he settled himself into the offending mode of transportation with a slight wince; arranging his long legs onto the footrests.

“Please do,” he responded dryly, “I don’t intend to end back up in the hospital just as I was getting out.”

Itadori laughed and they set out; with Yuuji and the Nurse keeping up an easy banter over his head. He zoned out a bit, letting the white noise of their voice distract him from the slight embarrassment of the ride, only turning his attention back on to focus on the documents that needed signing and to listen to some final instructions from the doctor. As they exited the door he looked up at Itadori.

“How did you get here and how are we getting back?” he asked. Itadori’s fond smile turned immediately sheepish.

“Well..” he began and Nanami felt his stomach sink. He followed the flick of Itatodi’s eyes to see a familiar white blond head of hair sitting atop an impossibly wide grin. The blinding flash of the cellphone’s light made him flinch; one good eye squinting shut on reflex.

“Oh sorry about that!” Gojo’s called out, sounding very much not sorry. He fiddled with his phone and then snapped at least 10 more shots from several angles as he made his way over to them. “Ready to go?”

Nanami reached up to adjust his glasses and pressed his fingers into his bare nose bridge instead. He sighed louder. “Let’s get this over with.”

The drive back was strangely pleasant. The warmth of the sun on his skin; the wind against his face and the fact that Gojo was actually driving at the speed limit. It was surprising that the special-grade sorcerer had chosen to drive himself to pick up Nanami. Gojo’s blindfolded eyes showed briefly into the rearview mirror, catching his attention, as if he could read Nanami’s mind.

“I didn’t think you would want them to see you like this,” he said, his voice serious and almost tender, “At least until you’re ready to show them yourself.” Nanami blinked a few times feeling a little touched by the gesture. The man might have a glaring number of faults but there were times that Gojo Satoru could be a decent human being.

“Thank you,” he said softly, “And please focus on the road now.” Gojo and Itadori laughed; their voices soothing yet another part of his aching heart.

Pulling up at his small house felt surreal. It looked the same and yet; he felt like he was in a dream. Making his way up the short stone walkway; unlocking the front door and stepping into the small foyer. His coat still hung up on the pegs to the left; the side cabinet holding his various watches and envelopes stacked neatly to one side. There were none on the floor, however. His brow furrowed. There should have been mail coming in still when he was hospitalized.

“I hope you don’t mind,” Itadori spoke up behind him, “I…I came in and kinda took care of the place a bit when you were recovering.”

Nanami turned to see the young man looking up at him; shoulder a little hunches and fingers gently tugging at one another. Gojo was sitting in the car still; pointedly not looking at them. He looked back at Yuuji. “Thank you,” he said, smiling a little, “I appreciate that.”

That wonderful smile lit up Yuuji’s face again. He opened his mouth like he wanted to say something else but stopped; looking over his shoulder at Gojo sitting in the car. Nanami could see the indecision warring across the boy’s face as he turned back to him; unsure of what to say or perhaps how to say it.

“I was wondering…if maybe…” Yuuji started, fingers clenching in a fist at his stomach, “I could…Maybe you’d like some company. After being alone in the hospital all this time.”

A thick lump immediately clogged his throat and he wasn’t quite sure what expression his face was showing right at this moment but he answered; his voice husky and sounding a bit more broken than he would have liked.

“I would like that,” he replied simply.

A soft sound escaped Itadori’s mouth; a cross between relief and a sob. He turned on his heel and ran back to the car; talking excitedly with Gojo for a bit and giving him a chance to compose himself. Gojo waved to them as he drove off; Nanami raising a hand to acknowledge him as Yuuji waved exageratedly at his side. They looked at one another when he was gone; Yuuji’s beaming face to his own haggard one.

“Let’s order in tonight,” Nanami said, turning to head back into the house, “I don’t feel like cooking.” Itadori’s whoop of joy had him smiling, as the boy shuffled past him to get the stack of menus they had collected over the months. As he closed the door behind him; and slid into the high stool at the kitchen bar, looking down at the spread of colorful sheets of paper; Yuuji launching into the pros and cons of the meal choices; he truly felt like he had come home.