Troubles (Itafushi, Itadori x Megumi)

Chapter 8: Changes

A/N: Even if it seems like it at first, this chapter is NOT a filler chapter! There are no filler chapters, every chapter has some kinds of progress, every chapter is important to the plot ^^

WARNING: Brief mentions of (implied) child abuse.

(Writing the Itafushi dynamics in this chapter was so much fun hehe!)

Enjoy!

-------------

Megumi's head was empty. Almost actually.

He had reached the door and turned around to give Gojo a final and absolute statement.

"This was the last time."

—----

"That little shit." Megumi grumbled as he inspected his neck in front of a mirror. It was plastered with several, dark-red hickeys. Gojo had actually worked his mouth and teeth on Megumi's skin last night.

Megumi sighed deeply.

He had been the first one to come back to their dorm room after the freshman party. Even though it had taken some time for him to reach the dormitory bulding after staying at Gojo's for a while, Yuuji had come back later than him—Megumi had already been asleep by then.

It was a mystery to him how Yuuji had managed to go back to his room, being as intoxicated as he had been. Someone must have probably helped him.

Thanks God, Megumi had found a turtleneck in his wardrobe—the only one he owned. It was better, if Yuuji didn't know about those hickeys. His prying questions were the last thing Megumi needed right now. It was already bad enough that Yuuji knew about Megumi's homosexuality. He still remembered how Yuuji had treated his sexuality yesterday at that party.

Calling him a virgin... Assuming that he was a bottom for no actual reason... Trying to hook him up with some else who was into guys, too...

Megumi detested thinking back to that.

That freshman party... it was an abhorrent memory. He was hoping for forgetting about it soon enough. Something he'd never think back to.

But what had happened after... the night he had spent with Gojo. A second time. Yeah... that was a pleasant memory. It had felt good. But at the same time it was over. He wouldn't experience the same thing again. Not with Gojo anyway. Didn't need to. He wanted to focus on this part of his life now, 'this part' being his studies in med school.

A pained groan in the background snapped him back to reality.

His life with med school and... unfortunately with that guy Yuuji.

Megumi heard a muffled sound, so he hurriedly adjusted his turtleneck, covering everything neatly. The bathroom door was opened.

Since the communal bathrooms were on the far other side of the dormitory building, Megumi's and Yuuji's dorm room was one of the few equipped with an own bathroom.

Yuuji came out of it, slouching and staggering.

"Did you throw up?" Megumi asked with a sneer, knowing very well that the other was suffering from a huge hangover right now. "You better have cleaned everything up in the bathroom."

Yuuji moaned absentmindedly, throwing himself onto his bed, his feet almost touching the floor. He spoke in choppy sentences. "Nothing happened... I threw up... hours ago... Three times... Hehe."

Megumi rolled his eyes. It was Saturday, and Yuuji would probably need the whole day to sober up. Megumi wasn't anticipating the day at all, having Yuuji in the room as well.