Troubles (Itafushi, Itadori x Megumi)

Chapter 2: Gojo

A/N: For those of you who are curious: Yuuji's first appearance will be in chapter 4

I've decided to put the last few lines of the previous chapter at the beginning of the current chapter. I'll do this for every chapter of this fic from now on.

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I want him.

No, that wasn't it. Megumi wanted one thing in particular. He wanted that chapter of his life to end in something worth reminiscing...

I want to sleep with him.

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"Here's the gap student I was telling you about earlier, Gojo." Getou announced casually.

"Ah, right. Welcome!" Gojo greeted Megumi cheerfully. Such a nice voice. Such a nice smile. Those lips... So this is what it feels like being drawn to another man, huh?

Getou retreated from the room and closed the door. It was just the two of them now.

Megumi stood awkwardly in the room, admiring the doctor silently. Gojo wasn't wearing his coat, it was placed on a filing cabinet in a corner. He was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and black fitted pants with white sneakers that doctors usually wore. Megumi was infatuated with Gojo's attractiveness. Yes. He's the one I've been longing for.

Gojo eyed him from top to bottom, displaying a gentle smile. He leant back in his chair, hands behind his head. "Gojo Satoru. You can call me Gojo. I don't mind. I'll retire at the end of this year anyway."

Megumi didn't know what to do. How to act like a normal person. He was... utterly fascinated. He gulped, fidgeting in place. "Doctor Su-I mean, Getou told me it would be good to have a little chat with you... to ask you questions and stuff."

"Right! He probably suggested that because I've been around alot." Gojo stroked his clean-shaven cheek. He then boasted, "I finished med school with excellence and did my obligatory my residency. After that, I started as a researcher and then went abroad to work as a doctor and medically tend to people from third world countries. Then I kind of had a feeling of wanting to settle down, so I came back and did exactly that. Ever since then I've been a general practitioner here, but I also made a lot of money and my investments peaked just the right way, so I decided to retire early." He finished off his self-presentation with a cocky grin.

Megumi hadn't listened to all of what Gojo had said. He was still in awe-yearning. But he did catch a piece of information that worried him.

"When you said 'settle down', you meant marriage... right?" Megumi dreaded the moment his wishful thinking would crash down. That would be quicker than he thought.

"No, I opted for an adoption. Counts as settling down for me. I never married." Gojo shrugged and gave a slight smile, lowering his eyelids. He paused, deliberately. "I'm not romantically involved with someone at the moment, either."

Thanks god! Megumi cheered inwardly. His apathetic self would rarely feel such a happiness. However, he was still awkwardly standing in place, unable to uphold a conversation with Gojo.

"What's your name?" Gojo chirped to break the tension.

"Megumi."

"How old are you?"

"I'll be nineteen in December."

"Ohhhh." He put a finger under his lips, looking at the ceiling, pondering. "You're around the same age as my adoptive son. It's your last day here today, right?"