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Gift for Anon: “You do remember he growled at you, right? Ignore him!” Nobara pokes him on the forehead. (Ottoge, JJK)

The Incident of October 15th

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tags: movie night, cuddles, fluff, established relationship, confessions, flashbacks, inspired by a tiktok, humor

note: this was written as part of a gotcha 4 gaza. if you like jjk, consider submitting a prompt here by the end of the month. you'd be helping out palestinians and getting some cool/cute fanart/fanfic for just a few bucks

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They start dating after “The Incident”

What is the incident, you may be wondering…

Maki groans as Yuuta’s eyes light up, ready to tell the tale for what seems the hundredth time in the last year. Yuji looks baffled by her response and Nobara wonders if maybe she should have put a leash on him. No, she hasn’t heard the story yet and she was also curious, but if it made Maki react like that then surely whatever Yuuta was about to let leak from his mouth was nothing good.

Or, she remembers the ring on his finger and shudders, mushy

Panda smiles and says, “He loves to tell that story. I hope you’re prepared to be here all night.”

Megumi sighs because yes, he has heard the story. Multiple times. And seen the videos and edits that had (and sometimes still continue to be) circulated on social media.

Yuuji, optimistic as ever, just grins, “It can’t be that bad. Just look at how cute they’re being. They don’t even care that we’re here.”

He makes a huge gesture as if they hadn’t noticed the pair cuddling on the loveseat. It had been hard to ignore, especially when Yuuta had nearly growled at anyone who so much as tried to claim the seat next to Inumaki. And Yuuji, having first-hand experience fighting with him, had tiptoed away, hands raised in a placating manner.

There had been some shuffling and Yuuji had felt his cheeks go red when he heard Yuuta’s quiet, wait Inumaki-senpai, not there. And, Can you raise your legs for a bit? But when he’d turned to look at what they were doing, all he found was them repositioned and cuddling. Inumaki had settled between Yuuta’s legs, his eyes still concentrated solely on his Switch, but he looked relaxed with his legs outstretched and his head on Yuuta’s chest. Yuuta, meanwhile, had looked too pleased with himself, his arms around Inumaki, one of his legs cushioned under Inumaki’s, and the arm of the loveseat (probably) digging painfully into his back. They may as well have called it the Yuuta-Seat

About 15 minutes later, Maki had thrown Yuuta a pillow and he’d grinned her way in thanks.

And, not long after that, Yuuji paused the movie they were watching and asked when they’d started dating, his curiosity finally spilling into the room.

“You do remember he growled at you, right? Ignore him!” Nobara pokes him on the forehead.

“You know I’m a romantic at heart!" he gestures at the TV, which has the latest Human Earthworm movie paused (Nobara had refused to watch it in theaters but that didn’t stop Yuuji from buying it and adding it to their Movie Night collection, much to her horror). The movie is paused at the scene where Earthworm Man and Maria are holding hands near the cottage where they first met

Maki concedes, “It’s mushy as hell but also funny. We teased him for months because of it.”

Panda chuckles, “First year Yuuta was so fun to tease. He doesn’t blush like he used to.”

Inumaki raises an eyebrow at the comment and says something so softly Yuuji can’t hear but it must be something Big because Yuuta blushes to the tips of his ears. He also whines out Inumaki’s name. Yuuji can’t see it, but he’s sure Inumaki is smirking

“Touché, is he always this petty?” Nobara asks, smirking.

Inumaki says “tsuna” at the same time Maki says, “Very.”

But Panda is right. Yuuta loves to tell the story and he brings the conversation back to Yuuji’s original question

“It happened on October 15th.”

“Bonito Flakes,” Inumaki says, eyes still glued to his game, and Yuuta beams, “That’s right! It was by the station around noon.”

Nobara leans toward Maki and whispers, “That is so freaky.”

Maki whispers back, “That’s only the tip of the iceberg…”

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The Incident does indeed happen on October 15th around noon on a slightly cloudy day near the station. Inumaki and Yuuta had finished the mission they’d been assigned and after making a quick stop for some cough candies, they were headed back to Jujutsu High. They’d gotten as far as the entrance to the station when someone called out. Neither of them had noticed it was THEM the stranger was calling out to until they tapped Yuuta’s shoulder

“Are you two together?” they ask again.

Yuuta blushes, “Us? T-together?!” 

But Inumaki had been more composed and just nodded. 

Yuuta’s voice cracked when he yelled out, “WE ARE?!”

The stranger laughs and tells them, “We’re interviewing people around here, asking a few questions, nothing serious. They’ve got a nose for things, that’s why I called out,” he points at the cameraperson who is waving their phone. “It’ll just be a minute or two. But we did want to post it on social media if that’s alright with you.”

Yuuta looks over at Inumaki, not sure what the protocol for this would be, but Inumaki just shrugs. The stranger grins, “Great!”

The camera starts rolling. 

“So, how long have you two been together?” 

Yuuta could feel sweat building on his forehead as a small mic was placed in front of his face, “We’re not-”

But Inumaki holds up two fingers.

“Two?” the stranger asks, bringing the mic back to himself,  “Like two years?”

Inumaki shakes his head, “Sujiko.”

The guy looks at Yuuta for help but even he still hasn’t deciphered the way Inumaki speaks. It was too soon. And seeing the mic move between the three of them so rapidly was doing something to his knees. He weakly replies, “Two…months…?”

Inumaki nods. 

The stranger laughs, “Wow! You two even have your own coded language, that’s so cute!”

Yuuta wasn’t sure what his face was doing anymore, “Y-yeah…”

“Two months, practically newlyweds! You probably don’t have many stories to tell yet, so we’ll keep it simple. Why’d you decide to date? What’s so appealing about this timid guy? And no coded words so we can understand, yeah?” the stranger says while looking at Inumaki.

The way Inumaki makes eye contact with Yuuta is what seals it. Yuuta can tell he’s starting to realize that ‘together’ means together and a part of Yuuta doesn’t want to hear Inumaki take it back. He also thinks Inumaki-senpai’s cursed speech won’t let him answer! and I have to help somehow!

He pulls the mic to his mouth and practically shouts, “I am, I’m really timid! I can’t even feel my legs right now, that’s how nervous I am! But…but Inumaki doesn’t mind! When we first went out he tried to cheer me up! But I got so scared because I’m not used to having such amazing and caring people around me! And he’s always protecting me! And even today, I said I wanted to see the city for a bit longer before heading back and he made sure we could walk around! He’s always considerate of the people around him! And-and you can always see it in his eyes! His r-really pretty eyes…” 

His face feels so hot and that must do something in his brain because suddenly, something clicks and he thinks, I like Inumaki-senpai..!

He moves closer to the camera, his face nearly taking up the whole screen, “That’s why Inumaki-senpai is great and I really like him!”

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Nobara gapes as the Yuuta in the video gets pulled away by Inumaki and the mic drops. The video replays from the start, “I am both impressed and annoyed. Look at all the shares and likes!”

Yuuji nods, “And the comments! I bet he didn’t think he’d be confessing today, such a puppy, too bad he’s taken already. ”

But of course, that’s not the end of the story, only the start, and Yuuta lets them know all of the details the camera didn’t capture.

notes: - Even though I was excited for this prompt (domestic fluff, movie night, cuddling on the couch!!), I blanked when I actually had to start writing. But then I remembered that one video where this couple is being interviewed and the interviewer is an ass, asking the girl to explain what she brings to the table and i thought...what if Ottoge! except maybe fluffier bc cuddles <3 - I have a thing for friendships and everyone just hanging out so i made movie night into a hangout :D - October 15th is random, I needed a date after august but before december bc of the canon timeline then i remembered that i didn't remember when the worm man movie came out and was like oh no! so i added a new tag to the fic #timelinewhattimeline lol - of course yuuta is the type to remember dates. and if you ask him how long he's been dating toge, he'll give you exact days. none of this "about" stuff! xD - because of yuuji their movie night ends up waaaayyyy longer than the original (idk) 54 minute movie. bc you know he asked a 'first' question too (nobara too late to stop him)

HOW TO SAY FUCK YOU TO THE HIGHER UPS WITHOUT SAYING FUCK YOU TO THE HIGHER UPS—

When Sakura is added to the Furin first year group chat and his cellphone use starts to increase, nobody thinks to tell him about the dangers of being online, meeting up with strangers, or suspicious ads. (KameSaku, TogaSaku)

Dogg on Premise (Clean Up After)

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tags: Sakura and cellphone, stranger meetup, 0721, oral

A/N: I wrote some self-indulgent 0721 day (hj) content, hehe. My first contribution to windbreaker. Since it's NSFW, this post is only an excerpt, check out the full fic on AO3

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When Sakura is added to the Furin first year group chat and his cellphone use starts to increase, nobody thinks to tell him about the dangers of being online, meeting up with strangers, or suspicious ads. 

He grumbles as he walks across a train crossing. He’d seen it a few times during patrol, but had never ventured further since it technically wasn’t Furin territory anymore. He frowns as he goes under, noticing the change in atmosphere immediately. He tries not to let that bother him. He’d lived in sketchier places before but as he walks down the road full of bars and nightlife, he wonders if maybe he took a wrong turn somewhere. He blushes when he sees a couple kissing in front of a shop while the owner smokes, uncaring of how heated they’re becoming

He pulls out his phone and opens up the last conversation he had before heading over

unknown number, 8:47pm <<lets meet tonight <<i have a few minutes to spare <<make sure not to tell anyone, ok ;)

me, 8:55pm >>why the hell not

unknown number, 8:56pm <<a bit unfair to gang up on me like that dont you think <<not that i cant handle a few more bodies

me, 9:02pm >>only cowards fight dirty 1on1 it is

unknown number, 9:03pm <<oh that came faster than the last message <<looks like youre getting better with those fingers of yours <<come here: places.app.wbd/9RDMzps69T?x_t=bnr

me, 9:08pm >>shut up

me, 9:09pm >>!

Unknown number, 9:10pm <<wwwww <<just follow the signs

He feels himself get mad just thinking about the conversation and when he taps the link to open the location, he can’t help but let his finger linger with a little too much force. Instead of opening the link, a menu opens and he curses

He squints at the options and (gently) clicks open . When it does, he realizes he is in the right place and he’s only a few paces away. 

“Aren’t you a cutie? New around here?” a voice calls out from his right and he turns to find a slim man making pawing gestures at him. 

Sakura frowns, “So what if I am?”

The man laughs at his response and Sakura’s frown drops when he doesn’t detect any malice. The people in this town really are weird. They gave him food, tried to treat his wounds, called out greetings whenever they saw him, and now they even laughed like they’d been friends for ages. Even after being here for a few weeks, it was hard to get used to this feeling of community.

The man gestures him over, “I’m surprised nobody’s picked you up yet. Where ya headed?”

When Sakura comes closer, phone still in his hand, the stranger throws an arm around his waist, pulling him in close. Sakura freezes, then blushes to the tips of his ears, “W-Why are you so damn close, huh?! Are you tryna pick a fight?!”

He tries to move away, but the stranger holds him tight, “Wow, that really is your natural hair color, isn’t it?”

Sakura goes rigid for a different reason. He growls, “Let go.”

The stranger tries to soothe him by rubbing his side and without his Furin jacket, Sakura feels the touch a little too closely. His face lights up again. The stranger smiles, “Come on, don’t get mad. I think it suits you. You’re cute, but you have a bit of a temper. Now,” he says, grabbing Sakura’s hand to see his phone’s screen, “where are you…”

He lets go immediately, as if Sakura had burned him somehow, and steps back. Sakura can finally breathe a little easier but the guy seems a little nervous now, “Oh, didn’t realize you were one of his guys. My bad.”

Sakura raises a brow but doesn’t get a chance to say much else to the guy. Before the stranger retreats into the bar behind him, he says, “Just go down that way. It’s hard to miss.”

“Thanks,” Sakura mumbles, “I guess…”

Alone once more, he walks down the small street the stranger had pointed at. It was narrow. Too narrow, he vaguely thinks, noticing that it would only fit two people walking shoulder-to-shoulder. He snickers, Three, if one of them is Sugishita. Except it was more likely he’d take up the whole width for himself, refusing to walk next to anyone but Umemiya…

The path is mostly dark and the only reason Sakura isn’t stumbling over himself is that every few steps, a light will turn on to light his way. They turn off once he’s passed them, leaving the way he came bathed in darkness. It’s a perfect place to get attacked… But this doesn’t bother him. He’s used to fighting in the open and closed quarters. He won’t let anyone get the upper hand, no matter the location

By the time he finally emerges, the liveliness of the main street feels like something he imagined. 

Instead, he finds himself looking at a giant abandoned building. When he takes out his phone again, the app says he’s arrived.

He grins.

The way the building has been claimed by art and stickers reminds him of Furin High. No place on its surface is left unblemished. He feels himself get excited, That guy must be the real deal if people react to this place like that guy! Sakura is glad he answered that message. He knew that he couldn’t get to the top alone and he was glad he had Suou and Nirei on his side to help him, but there was still a lot he needed to do. Just because he had friends now, didn’t mean he could slack off in his training

He needed to get stronger if he wanted to get to the top and stay there. 

Except that now that he’s here, he’s not sure where to go. He tries going through the front, but finds the door locked. He even pounds on it a few times and calls out, but nothing happens. The place truly appears to be abandoned.

<<just follow the signs

He frowns, “What signs?”

It takes a bit of searching, but the only sign he manages to find is a worn out “dog on premise” sign. Like the rest of the building, it’s been graffitied. There’s an extra “g” next to “dog” and stickers cover the edges. There’s also something like spilled paint running down the top and it makes the letters look messy and runny. At the bottom, it reads ‘clean up after’. 

“What does that mean?” he wonders aloud and walks toward the little alcove the sign is affixed to. There are some stairs going down and he frowns again. He’s starting to realize this place is a bit strange. But I’m already here, and he didn’t need anyone thinking he’d ran away!

To his surprise, the door isn’t locked. He opens it and finds himself in a bathroom. The light flickers momentarily

There are three stalls and a two person sink. There’s also another door at the end of the room. He raises a brow. Perhaps it used to be a staff entrance? But when he opens the door, the entrance has been bricked off. 

“The hell…”

That’s when he realizes he’s not alone. There’s a tapping sound, like wood on floor and he turns around quickly, legs apart and arms raised, “Who’s there!”

“Ahhh,” a male voice answers, “You’re here.”

It’s coming from the first stall and he’s not sure how he missed the clogged feet when he’d walked in. They stop tapping against the floor. 

Sakura is beyond confused, “You’re…in the toilet?”

The voice laughs, “That’s right.”

Neither says anything for a moment and Sakura briefly wonders if someone did attack him on the street and managed to knock him out. This feels a little too surreal. 

“Are you,” he begins, “...almost done?”

The man makes a long contemplative sound, “No, not really. Just started actually.”

Sakura hears the sound of clothes being moved around, but the feet stay in place, unbothered, “Why don’t you join me in the next stall?”

Sakura’s brows are furrowed so tightly, he thinks this is what the grandmas mean when they say he shouldn’t frown so much or his face will stay stuck like that, “What? I don’t need to use the toilet! And why aren’t you ready? I’m not here to play games!”

He’s not sure when he lowered his arms, but he raises them again. 

The man laughs and then grunts, like he’s hit himself, except that the only noise Sakura can still hear is the sound of clothes. When he swallows, the sound his throat makes is too loud. He feels a sense of something he can’t name run down his spine and he suddenly wishes Kotoha hadn’t taken his Furin jacket. But she’d insisted it needed some mending, a member of Bofurin can’t go walking around looking like this, have some pride! 

Not like a jacket can do anything in a fight anyway…

The guy knocks on the wall of his stall, “Come on. I promise it’ll be fine.”

Sakura shakes his head, “No, you come out here! Or I’ll go wait outside!”

“Sakura.” So far, the voice had been playful but the way the man says his name is strict. Sakura shivers, “Go into the stall next to mine.”

His face goes red, why the hell am I blushing?!

But he realizes that there’s only so much he can do. He can either walk away, which he doesn’t want to do after coming so far. He can bust down the door, which he doesn’t want to do. He might like to fight, but he wouldn’t attack someone when they’re on the toilet! Or he could listen and just wait…in the stall next to him. He remembers the reaction of the guy from before and grits his teeth, “Fine!”

The voice becomes playful again, “Good boy.”

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