A Case of You (Yuji Itadori x OC) AU

Sendai City Hospital

Satoru meets them in the waiting area. Dark sunglasses slipped to the tip of his nose; blonde hair looks dishevelled.

"How are they?"

"What happened?"

Gojo wraps his long arms around the girls and hold them close.

Silently.

He exhales and smiles. "The lovely nurse said they will be fine. Megumi will be released today. Yuji has a concussion, so he'll need to stay in the hospital for a few more days, so they can observe him."

The bundle of nerves begins to unravel.

"What happened?" Nobara repeats the question.

"This is what we are trying to find out." Cool, deep voice of Nanami Kento makes them turn around.

"Oh, Nanamin," Gojo smiles a little wider. "Anything?"

"No. Fushiguro gave me the bare minimum the police already know."

"Can I see him?" Umi asks pulling away from Satoru.

"I believe so." Nanami nods, stepping aside. "Ward 304."

***

Megumi Fushiguro sits on the bed. His face is beaten badly, one eye is swollen, left arm broken.

As soon as she steps close enough, her fist connects with his face. Megumi's head is thrown back, but he remains silent.

Her arms snake around his neck in a tight embrace. Megumi hugs back with one arm, feeling the incontrollable shaking of her body. The hard look on his face softens. "Idiot. You are such an idiot."

"She is not wrong." Gojo hums.

Megumi silently glares at their guardian.

His head leans on hers as if trying to comfort her.

"Where is the other idiot?" Nobara asks, looking around.

"Ward 309." Nanami replied instantly. Nobara shoots him an appraising look.

"I'll go check on him. You guys...take your time."

Nanami follows her out.

Gojo eases on the opposite side of the bed looking at his children. He won't be Satoru Gojo if he doesn't find out what happened. Maybe not now, not tomorrow, but he will know. And when he does...Satoru clenches his fists. A menacing smile plays on his thin lips.

"Satoru." Umi touches his arm and the platinum blond snaps out of his thoughts.

"Yes, my little Umi?"

"Don't call me that." She furrows her eyebrows, but there is no annoyance in her voice, no irritation only tenderness.

"You look like you are planning a murder." Megumi adds.

Satoru smiles widely.

"Well...yes."

Fushiguro siblings look at him grimly. Satoru has no filter. Half of the things that come out of his mouth shouldn't even be considered as conversation, but when Satoru is serious, run.

"Just kidding." He waves his hands in the air. "Don't look at me like that, I might get offended." He pouts like a child.

Umi sighs and Megumi rolls his eyes.

"Oh, just come here you two!"

He buries them in his warm arms. The two whine something incoherent but return the embrace. Gladly.