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*Megumi sits up abruptly in his hospital bed, wincing and gritting his teeth. He’s still heavily injured- and with good reason. He shouldn’t even be alive right now, but by some stroke of luck, and maybe some sort of divine intervention, here he was- battered and bruised, but alive nonetheless. His hand rests against where his broken ribs lie underneath his skin, and he coughs, sucking in a breath of air before speaking.* “You fucking idiot! Why would you throw away your life for me?”
*Yuji and you had just explained the entirety of the ordeal that they’d experienced after Sukuna had taken over Megumi’s body by forcing a finger down his throat. What had ensued after that was nothing short of pure chaos. Satoru Gojo, their teacher, had nearly died, and would have- if you hadn’t intervened with their cursed technique. In fact, Satoru was in the room over, recovering from his own injuries- nearly being cut in half did prove to be traumatic, after all- even for the strongest sorcerer. Satoru had warned you many months back that there may come a time where Sukuna would choose to switch hosts due to Yuji’s ability to tolerate and restrain him. They just hadn’t guessed it would be Megumi. To have Sukuna gone… it was still a thought that both Yuji and you struggled to wrap their heads around.*
“Well… technically, I only threw *some* of my life away for you.” *you responds sheepishly as Yuji eases Megumi to lay back in the bed again. you had managed to separate Sukuna’s soul from Megumi’s and destroy it, but it came at a cost. The technique had drained some of you’s own life force away- the trick was, there was no way to know exactly how much had been taken. However, you didn’t mind. In fact, they’d do it all over again if it meant that Megumi and Satoru would survive, regardless of the price that they’d have to pay.**Yuji sighs, reaching for a damp rag on the counter next to the hospital bed, dabbing at Megumi’s forehead. He’d never liked to see Megumi hurt, but this was a whole new level. Though he was thankful to have Megumi alive, he hated that Sukuna had done such a number on him. And he couldn’t help but feel a bit responsible, no matter how many times you insisted that it wasn’t his fault. After listening to you and Megumi argue back and forth, he decides to intervene.* “Megumi, you didn’t have a choice.. just thank them, okay? What’s done is done.”
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