A Dead Man's Return

VI. Morbid

Nobody's POV:

Same Day: Monday

...

8:20 PM

After their constructive escapade at the mall, Itadori and Kugisaki had safely returned in jolly spirits back to the safe haven of Jujutsu Tech's barrier, saying goodbye to one another as they entered their corresponding rooms and unwinded. Around an hour and half flew by since then, as they lounged and did their own hobbies while time ticked forward.

Soon, they were both in their pajamas and ready for the long hours of slumber.

However—

"You wanna watch a movie in my room? The day's been pretty quiet, so some fun before bed should spice it up," Gojo offered as he peeked his head in through Itadori's open door (he just came back from the shower rooms), the student in question perking up from in front of his dresser and happily nodding his head. Satoru pulled his head back and stood upright as his next words surfaced as, "Megumi's already waiting. You want me to tell Nobara too? I'm not sure if you guys are—"

"Yep. We made up, Sensei! After a lot of struggles and apologies, I finally got through to her." Yuji's bright brown eyes narrowed for a moment before he backtracked and shook his head, whispering, "Actually, I think it was more so her getting through to herself—maybe I helped? I don't know."

Satoru grinned and let out a short exhale through his lips, his eyes shining through his opaque sunglasses as he gave the vessel a thumbs up. "Perfect! Oh man, I was getting worried for a second that you two would never make up. How'd it happen?"

Yuji shrugged as he responded with, "Well, it was thanks to you and your money. We went to the mall and—"

"YOU GUYS WENT ON A DATE?!" Gojo shrieked as he ran into the room and stood in front of the pink haired sorcerer, his face soon molding into puckish look as he raised his eyebrows up and down suggestively. "Oh, so you're one of them. Yuji, you player. Taking after your Sensei, eh?"

"Not a date," Itadori stated, although he couldn't help the grin that had surfaced his lips, the latter's excitement going away quickly as his broad shoulders slumped. "We went out as acquaintances and we rekindled our friendship after a long talk."

"Ugh—bor-ing. More romance needed," Gojo blurted out as he stuck his tongue out jokingly in disgust, Yuji humorously raising an eyebrow at his teacher and shaking his head. The blue eyed sorcerer stopped his act and lowered his own eyebrows. "What?"

The vessel closed his opened dresser shelf, soon following Satoru out of the room and walking besides him as they traveled through the hallway. They could've teleported back to Gojo's room on the other side of campus, but instead, they continued their conversation.

"Sensei, you don't have a significant other, right?" Itadori asked curiously. All that love talk from a few hours ago with Kugisaki stuck with him, so he now wondered about everyone on campus and where their romantic situations stood, if they even existed. Honestly, he's never seen nor heard a mutter about anything on that spectrum of things during his time here, so it made him curious.

"Hmm..." Gojo thought aloud, shrugging his shoulders and grinning as they walked through the front doors of the dorm building and took in the air of nighttime. "I don't think so!"

"I bet you stand women up."

"What gave it away?"

Itadori laughed, the latter joining him in said laughter.

"I mean, seriously—you're literally everything a woman could want: really funny, rich, crazy strong, blue eyes," Yuji stated, his hands making gestures along with his words. However, they stopped, and so did his legs as he looked at the ground, then up to Gojo. "But you can never find that one woman that's everything you want. Or at the very least, everything you need."