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It's just another Friday for Toji as a curse user. He gets a file filled with the details of a mission a day before from Ijichi. Around 9 in the morning the next day, the man will pick him up from his apartment and take him to the designated location. Toji will finish up in an hour or two before writing a report on his way home. He will also do some minor tasks before finally going home at around one in the afternoon. This kind of routine is not usually his dream lifestyle. Why did he come back, you say?

The Zenins are dead. You know that arrogant, ugly, power-hungry bastards who kicked him out years ago? Yep, dead. Apparently, his cousin named Maki decided to kill them one day. That basically made him the oldest surviving Zenin member, and he's been told that it's impolite to refuse an inheritance.
Since the Zenins are dead, the jujutsu world is in need of more people on their side. They offered him a large sum of money, including the money to pay off his debt. It's funny to see their reluctant faces. Oh, and he gets the weekdays off. It's easy money, really.
He also gets to see his son, Megumi. The little grumpy bastard who is ungrateful to meet him again. The leader's seat will be decided once Megumi turns 18 years old. So in the meantime, he's the one in charge.
His life is now calm and harmonious, a bit boring since he can't do anything he wants anymore, but it's okay. Besides, Toji is a full-time dad now, and he's somewhat proud of it.

Yes, he's finally turning into a responsible old man.

(Even though he doesn't have a cute son.)

Toji is typing down the last sentence of his report when Ijichi calls him from his work office. The man knocks on the door before sliding inside. Toji signals him to talk as he sips on his drink.

"Toji-san. Megumi-kun just came back from a mission, I think you need to take a look."

Toji puts down his coffee and raises an eyebrow towards Ijichi, questioning him. The air is a bit tense. It's not every day Megumi needs assistance after all.

"What happened?" He asks.

"It's nothing serious! It's just that Megumi-kun passed out after killing a first grade curse. The doctor checked and said that he might have a fever. He called for you several times in his sleep," Ijichi replies, hands waving nervously while trying to explain the situation.

"Thanks. I'll be there in a minute," Toji gives a sigh of relief before telling Ijichi to wait for him outside.

Toji and Megumi's relationship as father and son has never been better. Compared to elementary school Megumi, high school Megumi is a bit more... reasonable (at least he doesn't throw tantrums at Toji anymore). He still talks to him, a bit annoying with his resting bitch face, but still talks to him. Besides, Toji likes to tease him (pinch his cheeks) for talking back at his father. But hey, Toji is unstable too at that age, so he'll let it slides every time it happens. So it's safe to say, he is a bit worried for the well-being of his son. Just a bit though.

He types down the last few words of his report quickly before closing his laptop. Toji stands up and walks towards the door. Ijichi is waiting with his tablet, ready to escort him to Megumi's temporary room.

"Let's go visit my dying son."

Ijichi explains a bit more about Megumi's situation. Apparently, he gets bitten by a curse? This kid really loves getting into trouble. A bite from a curse usually doesn't cause fever, only bleeding, just like a normal bite. The only logical explanation is that Megumi already had a fever before the mission.

Stubborn kid.

Toji goes inside Megumi's room alone. He lets Ijichi go to do some other work so they can get some privacy.

He approaches the bed where Megumi is laying sideways, curling like a small child inside the blanket with his back facing Toji. He watches his son before deciding to check his condition.

"You okay, kid?" He whispers, one hand on Megumi's shoulder.

"Go away," Megumi mumbled, his voice muffled from being pressed into the pillow.

Toji ignores the warning and touches the side of Megumi's face to check up on him.

"You're burning up. Have you taken-"

"I said, go away!" Megumi screams, slapping Toji's hand from touching him.

Toji stays silent for a few seconds, watching his son's back. He sighs in defeat when he finds no further reaction.

"Fine. Just rest well, alright?" He says that softly, letting Megumi know that he isn't mad and will give him some space.

Toji is about to leave when Megumi stops him.

"No, wait. D-Dad..."

The child is sitting on the bed, a blanket around his body. His eyes are teary and his face is red. He looks at Toji desperately. Well, this is new.

"I'm sorry. Can you-Can you stay please? I don't want to be alone. Please, Dad?"

Megumi is crying now. He tries to wipe the tears but fails miserably, finally opting to hide his face in his hands, almost like hugging himself. He looks so small like this. Toji can't leave him.

"Hey, calm down. I'll stay, okay?" Toji hugs him while trying to soothe his back.

Megumi sobs while returning the hug. This is the first time he has seen Megumi like this. Toji is not really an active father at the start of Megumi's life, so he never gets to experience this kind of vulnerability. It's nice really. He doesn't mind if Megumi depends on him, even if it's just a little bit.

"Take your medicine first, hmm? Then we'll go to sleep," Toji suggests, brushing the hair on Megumi's face away.

"No," Megumi shakes his head to the side, like a child throwing a tantrum.

"You'll leave," He continues in a whisper, looking down at his hands.

"I'm not. I'll be here when you wake up. Let's take a nap, okay?" Toji tries to calm him down by patting his back again. Megumi looks at him with suspicious eyes, searching for lies before finally agreeing.

Toji grabs the medicine from the small table besides them and reads the instructions, making a mental note that Megumi needs to consume this twice a day. Toji gives Megumi a glass a water to help him swallow the tablets. After making sure he takes the medicine needed, Toji scoots over beside Megumi on the bed and hugs him from behind. It doesn't take long for him to doze off in Toji's embrace. Toji pats Megumi's back for a few more minutes, almost like lulling a baby before falling asleep himself.

Toji wakes up a few hours later to find Megumi squirming in his sleep. He blinks his eyes a few times to regain consciousness before checking his son.

His fever hasn't gone down.

Megumi is still curling against Toji. He is breathing hard, like he just finished a marathon. Toji checks his temperature again to make sure and it seems that Megumi is still not getting better. In fact, he's getting worse. He slowly gets up and tries to find Ijichi again so the man can call for the doctor.

"No, Dad."

Megumi opens his eyes weakly, grabbing three of Toji's fingers around his burning palm in a loose grip.

"Don't... go," He whispers.

"Gumi, you're getting worse. I'll call for someone. Stay here, alright?"

"No, please..."

This child is really stubborn.

"I'll stay, but you need to eat and take this medicine again."

Megumi shakes his head weakly, shutting his lips tight unconsciously.

"...Please, just take the medicine."

Seeing Toji begs at least gives him a bit of guilt, because Megumi slows down and gives a little nod reluctantly. Toji feels a bit of relief. He knows it's just a fever, but seeing Megumi suffering and refusing to heal like this leaves a feeling that keeps him on his toes.

After pushing a tablet against Megumi's lips, Toji helps him drink and swallow the medicine. Toji lets him sleep again as he holds Megumi's hand and brushes his hair to help him sleep.

This time, it doesn't take long for something to happen again. Megumi is sleeping just fine for a few minutes before he starts to squirm and squeezes Toji's hand so hard. Toji starts to panic a little bit.

"Da-Daddy. It hurts."

Megumi holds his stomach and cries for his dad. Toji didn't know what to do.

He can only think of hugging Megumi. No, he needs to call someone to help his son. He needs to calm him down first. He needs-Fuck.

"Daddy, please."

Toji looks at his son. Megumi is sweating, shirt sticking to his skin. He leads Toji's hand to his slender stomach. He is silent as he stares at their joined hands.

"It hurts here, Daddy," He tells him softly.

Toji feels the soft skin under his touch, the soft unmarked skin of his young son. He can feel Megumi relaxing. His face is also much better than before. Toji lets his son play with his hand, letting him lead Toji's fingers to places a father shall not touch.

"Megumi," Toji tries to warn him but doesn't pull either.

Megumi gives a satisfied sigh as he guides him lower.

"You feel so good." He whispers with a smile to Toji.

Toji doesn't know what to do and Megumi decides for the both of them.

"Daddy." Megumi moans, sliding Toji's hand in between his crotch.

"You can't do that."

Toji as if just noticing how wrong this is, tries to pull back. His voice is strained as he feels his son's hardness. Megumi grips him tighter.

"Why? Am I being a bad child?" Megumi asks, grinding against his father's hand.

"Are you gonna punish me, daddy?" He mewls as he feels Toji moves his fingers a bit.

"Megumi."

Megumi doesn't listen to his dad anymore. He can only think about curing this heat pooling in his stomach and how Toji's touch brings a relief from the first time he asks Megumi of his well-being, like a good, responsible father he is. He wants him, wants Toji to cure him.

Toji doesn't know what is wrong with his son but he wishes this to be over. Megumi continues to rub himself against him. Toji can feel the heat, see every movement, and try to think about something else, but he doesn't. He can't stop watching. Megumi is so desperate, his skin is so sensitive and soft to touch, and he chants Toji's name like he's in heat.

Megumi's waist arches into a beautiful curve before coming down from his high. His grip loosens around his father's hand, he looks at Toji with a satisfied gaze. Neither of them moved for a few seconds.

Megumi takes the first step and leans to his father, leaving a kiss at the corner of his lips, pleading. He lets his hand travel from Toji's face to his shoulder before landing on his chest, fingers dancing over Toji's skin. Megumi glances down at Toji's bulge and just maybe, Toji hears a bit of his son's sanity.

"Help me, please."

There is silence in the room for a while except for the sound of their breathing. Toji is laying beside Megumi in a daze. He stares at the ceiling. He doesn't even want to look at Megumi, doesn't want to think about anything. He's tired and wants to go to sleep.

Toji leans his body to the side, facing away from his son. He closes his eyes, trying to get some sleep and maybe wake up from this madness. Toji is about to drift off when he feels a hand on his shoulder.

"Daddy?"

Megumi's delicate voice calls him. He sounds sweet, too sweet. He sounds like when they're fucking like animals just minutes before.

Megumi takes Toji's hand slowly, forcing him to look at Megumi who is sitting on the bed. He gives Toji a soft smile before kissing his fingers as a gratitude.

It doesn't stop there.

They fuck each other nearly everyday. At the house, the school, everywhere they go. He thinks Ijichi notices something already. They just can't get enough. When Toji tries to sober up, Megumi is the one who seduces him, asking for his daddy to fill him because he's hurt and Toji is so weak for his son. When Megumi is the one being sane, Toji is the one who can't hold it in. Going to his son's room, pulls down his pants, and takes him on his bed. Megumi can only moan and beg and Toji can only whisper empty apologies to his ear, filling his son to the brim and leave him with a mess to clean up in the morning.

Today. Today is one of those days where they both want it.

"I should've tied you, not let you go outside," Toji slams inside, groaning as he feels his son tightening around him. Megumi can only accept and mewl into the pillow to hide his moan.

They're in Megumi's bedroom, fucking like tomorrow is the doomsday. There is always that heat, somewhere around them. Toji doesn't know what it is or maybe it's just his imagination. But he knows it's always there.

"You should be sorry, Megumi," Toji says as he touches his son's back.

"Seducing your own father."

He can hear Megumi screaming, hips meeting Toji just enough to meet him half-way, enough to touch his bundle of nerves. He's desperate, always needy to have his father inside him.

"You have no shame, you know that?" Toji bites down on Megumi's shoulder.

"S-Sorry, daddy."

Toji knows it's just an empty apology. He knows that tomorrow Megumi is going to walk around with his cum inside of him while being flirty with other men. Toji has made his son a whore.

Toji increases his pace and holds Megumi down by the neck. Megumi rolls his eyes back as he can only lie there and accept his father. He loves when Toji treats him like this, when Toji is mad and only cares about his own pleasure. It's not long for Toji to finish and fills him just the way he wants, and Megumi is just shameless enough to ask his father for more.

Hours and many rounds later, they will be laying on the bed. Megumi will give him a kiss and whisper one last sentence to Toji before falling asleep.

"I only need you, daddy."

And Toji can only think about how they manage to get here