child fushiguro megumi

Satoru takes another step forwards, arms spreading wide in excitement, “Yūji-kun! You’re here!” “Oh my God,” the child repeats breathlessly, sounding far older than any child his age should sound, unable to tear his eyes away from Satoru. The boy shakes faintly, shock maybe, words a shaky exhale, “it’s really- you’re- you look- this is— oh my God!” Annnnd there’s really no doubting it now. Clearly those vivid dreams of war, imprisonment and eleven years of growing up is not the dream Satoru had thought it to be since waking up in the infirmary as a seventeen-year-old student, way back before the source of all his problems defected from Jujutsu society. What the hell is going on?

Satoru laughed, ginning at the gesture, ever grateful for the Yuji’s thoughtfulness. “Sounds good to me. Let me re-tie your guys’ shoes and we’ll head out of here.”As he was finishing up Yuji’s laces, the new arrivals started to make their way into the park. When Satoru looked up, he was met with the most striking set of lavender eyes; eyes that happened to be looking back into his own.-Satoru was still learning how to be a proper parent to Megumi after gaining custody of him when the child’s father and Satoru’s former college roommate, Toji, was sentenced to several years in prison.Romance wasn’t on the forefront of his mind, yet one day when at the local park with Megumi and his friend Yuji, Satoru became entranced by a striking set of lavender eyes. Another father, one with two little girls around the boys’ age, became a point of interest for Satoru.While his first priority was making sure Megumi was comfortable due to the child’s troubled past with social anxiety, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to the stranger with kind eyes.When fate had it that they kept running into each other, Satoru’s mind swirled with possibilities and feelings, ones he couldn’t help but indulge in.