Gojo’s gone home, finally, and they’re making dinner together. “So what?” Megumi frowns. “Loving your parent is one thing, Yuji, but you two are…” His frown deepens as he tries to put the words together. “Well, you’re all over each other. (8/149)Gojo’s gone home, finally, and they’re making dinner together. “So what?” Megumi frowns. “Loving your parent is one thing, Yuji, but you two are…” His frown deepens as he tries to put the words together. “Well, you’re all over each other. (8/149)

I don’t like the way he touches you all the time.” Yuji’s face turns red. “What are you implying?” Megumi grimaces, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I dunno. I guess I’m just jealous.” A pause, and he avoids his husband’s gaze. “I wish you’d look at me like you look at him.” Yuji (9/149)I don’t like the way he touches you all the time.” Yuji’s face turns red. “What are you implying?” Megumi grimaces, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I dunno. I guess I’m just jealous.” A pause, and he avoids his husband’s gaze. “I wish you’d look at me like you look at him.” Yuji (9/149)