𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑫 | 𝑱𝑼𝑱𝑼𝑻𝑺𝑼 𝑲𝑨𝑰𝑺𝑬𝑵

二 | 𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙞

HELLO KITTY BAND-AIDS

— tending to each other's injuries becomes a wee bit more intimate with the addition of sanrio bandages and megumi's very presence  (っ °Д °;)っ

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"Can you hold still for a moment?"

Normally, you would all come back from missions with a fair amount of bruises and cuts. It's nothing Ieiri can't fix — alongside the regular cleaning and thorough recovery — though there are times when you'd return with fractured bones, enough blood seeping out to fill a small bucket, or the time Itadori practically died.

But no one talks about that. At least not anymore.

This time, Megumi has been adamant that he would do it himself so as to not dump Ieiri with more work than she already had the moment the day started. You'd been stubborn then, practically flailing in Megumi's reach as he carried you back to the dormitories.

So here you are. You're now sitting firmly on Megumi's bed as he dabs cotton onto the nasty cut across your nose. You're no stranger to curses that are the absolute worst to deal with, but this one takes the cake. Your trusty Cursed Technique had been enough to drive it away, but not before it slashed its long grimy fingernails across your face — the color was almost akin to Sukuna's but a million times worse — and ceased existing as putty on the floor.

You have no doubt that it would leave an obscene scar across your face. But you've seen your fair share of action movies to note that it would look cool.

"How can I when you're rubbing the alcohol so damn hard?" You whine. Megumi's hand is firmly locked onto your jaw so that you're facing him without resistance. The other accidentally slips, therefore pressing on your wound harder than expected. That causes you to slap his hand away to press the stinging area on your nose bridge. "Hey, watch it!"

Fushiguro sighs in exasperation — he's been doing that ever since he's gained three more classmates. He's staring you down with a vexed gaze, all the while you're still clutching your face dramatically.

"And to think I thought Itadori was more of a twerp than you are..." He mutters dejectedly, but he doesn't get entirely angry at you. "Look, if you want to get this over with, then you might as well try and suck it up so we can get you cleaned up. I don't want you complaining if it gets irritating."

You've known Megumi long enough that snapping back at him would lead to him leaving you in the dust with your half-cleaned scar. You throw him a frustrated pout, but you comply. "Fine."

Megumi's gotten much calmer now that you're done bemoaning your initial pain and has gotten you to actually sit still. And while you're still squirming a bit, his hand that returns to your jaw gives you enough comfort not to completely lash out on him.