You're Mine

Around noon, you hear his stomach growl. "What would you like to eat, Sukuna?"

"Anything is fine."

You get off his lap. "I'll go find one of the interns. I'll be right back." You leave the room before he can respond. You look around, but don't know who you're looking for. All you know are names, not faces.

A boy with pink hair walks up to you, two people right behind him. "Hi. Can I help you?"

You smile shyly. "I'm looking for an intern to help me out."

He smiles brightly. "That would be us. I'm Itadori Yuuji. The other boy with me is Fushiguro, and -"

The girl steps forward. "Kugisaki Nobara. What do you need help with?"

"Oh, well, Sukuna and I need lunch. Do you have any recommendations?"

Itadori gasps. "You're with Sukuna?!"

You nod. "Yes, we're seeing each other. I just came to work with him today since I had nothing to do and we just moved in together."

Fushiguro raises a brow. "Are you not scared of him?"

You shake your head. "He's actually a very good person."

Nobara pushes the boys away. "Look, he can be scary. Let us know if he hurts you."

"Uh... ok?"

She smiles. "So you need lunch recommendations? There's this nice sushi place nearby that delivers food. You just go to their website and they'll bring it to the receptionist on the first floor."

Itadori snorted. "I doubt Sukuna would want sushi. There's a great barbecue place just down the road. Call in your order, and you can either pick it up there or have it delivered here."

Fushiguro sighed. "What are you in the mood for, miss? Or is it missus?"

Your face heats up. "Sukuna and I aren't married! And you can call me Y/n. I can't say I care too much about what I eat. And Sukuna said he was fine with anything."

"Barbecue!"

"Sushi!"

You watch as the two bicker back and forth. "Is this normal?"

The black haired boy sighs. "Unfortunately. Actually, there's this nice food stall right across the street. Sure, it's street food like takoyaki, taiyaki, and okonomiyaki. But it's pretty good. I can take you there and help you get your food back to Sukuna-san."

Your face washes over with relief. "That sounds great. I really appreciate it, Fushiguro-san."

He waves a hand in front of him. "No need to add 'san'. I'm probably the same age as you."

Your eyes widened. "Really? How old are you?"

"Me and these two are 20."

You let out a quiet gasp. "I'm 21. I thought you were at least 22 since you work here?"

Fushiguro shakes his head. "No. We're still part time students, we just intern here when we don't have classes. We all leave by 5 in the evening to go to the only classes we have until 9. There are four new employees that were formerly interns." He starts leading you out of the building. "They're Okkotsu Yuta, Zenin Maki, Panda, and Inumaki Toge. They're really nice, just a little intense at times. They used to work directly for Gojo when they started out, just like me and Itadori and Kugisaki. Now we work for everyone on the 7th floor."

You hum. "I see." You look at the menu as you get to the food stall. "Um, can I have two orders of takoyaki, two orders of yakitori, an order of okonomiyaki, and an order of yakisoba, please."