[ The scarf is warm and soft, and Yuji's eyes are wide with delight as he curls up with it for a moment, squeezing his hands into the fabric. If he focuses a little harder, he can see how it smells a bit like Nanami, and that makes him feel a sense of comfort he'd been missing for weeks now. This place isn't really home yet, but the more time he spends with all the kind staff...
It could be, one day, if the young master decides to wed Yuji as agreed. If he's forced to return to Sukuna he doesn't think it'll be a good ending for him, so Yuji finds himself desperate to make a place for himself here. Maybe if his future husband decides not to wed him, there will be a spot for him somewhere else... He has keenly noted the fact that Nanami-san does not wear any wedding rings or jewels.
He should dash his own hopes before they begin, but there's a childishness to it, his own desire to share his heart with this man impossible to resist. ]
Do you get snow here every winter? It's so cool!
[ His expression is bright and happy once again. ]
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It could be, one day, if the young master decides to wed Yuji as agreed. If he's forced to return to Sukuna he doesn't think it'll be a good ending for him, so Yuji finds himself desperate to make a place for himself here. Maybe if his future husband decides not to wed him, there will be a spot for him somewhere else... He has keenly noted the fact that Nanami-san does not wear any wedding rings or jewels.
He should dash his own hopes before they begin, but there's a childishness to it, his own desire to share his heart with this man impossible to resist. ]
Do you get snow here every winter? It's so cool!
[ His expression is bright and happy once again. ]
Can we make a snowman?