Protective Twins [Ouran Host Club x Yuji!Reader]
Chapter 24
A few months passed and Sukuna noticed (Y/n) had been leaving the house lately. At first, he thought (Y/n) just needed space. But he is out for long periods of time and always comes back looking tired and worn out. "I'm heading out!" (Y/n) called out to his brother. "And where are you going?" Sukuna asked, eyes narrowed. He even stood in front of (Y/n) so he couldn't get past the door. "To see a friend, now can you move?" (Y/n) asked as he tried to get around Sukuna.
"What friend?" Sukuna pressed, not budging from his spot. "Does it matter? Why don't you take this opportunity to hang with Megumi or something?" (Y/n) asked, looking quite frustrated. Sukuna frowns but moves to the side to let (Y/n) go out. "Don't stay out too long," Sukuna said, heading back to his room.
Before he could get far, he heard the sound of a motorcycle. Turning around quickly, he spotted (Y/n) hopping onto the back of the vehicle as the stranger placed a helmet on his head. "What the hell," Sukuna whispered harshly. Who the fuck is that? Sukuna quickly got the license plate and was ready to call Geto.
But Sukuna paused. No, no he should trust (Y/n)'s judgment that this stranger is not going to harm him. 'Just wait, don't get overprotective already,' Sukuna thought as he rubbed his temple. But if anyone were to see Sukuna now, they would swear a dark aura was surrounding him. He'll trust his twin, he will trust (Y/n)'s judgment. Despite repeating his words, in his bedroom, Sukuna was stewing in worry, concern, and anger, it was all a jumbled mess. 'If (Y/n) can break our father's jaw, he can protect himself,' Sukuna thought, trying to calm down.
Those words did it, Sukuna calmed down and headed to finish his homework that night. As the day moved to night, there were no signs of (Y/n)'s return. It wasn't until two in the morning did (Y/n) finally arrived. (Y/n) slowly opened the door, trying to silently sneak into the home. He winced as the door made a loud creak sound. "Shhh" (Y/n) hushed the door, as if it would listen.
As he turned, he froze in his steps, looking like a deer caught in headlights. In the dark, he can see two bright red eyes glaring down at him. "What did I just say before you left?" Sukuna asked, his voice hiding his anger. "To uhm... To not do drugs?" (Y/n) guessed, honestly forgetting what his brother told him.
"You dumbass, I said don't stay out too late!" Sukuna hissed, hitting (Y/n) on the head. Sukuna turned and made his way to the kitchen. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't think I'd be this late, really!" (Y/n) apologized as he followed after his brother. The light of the kitchen revealed all the scratch marks littering his skin. They were not deep, but noticeable enough for Sukuna to question it.
Sukuna immediately grabbed (Y/n)'s arm. "Where did these come from?" Sukuna demanded. "It looked like you were rolling around in damned barb wires!" He exclaimed angrily and slightly worried. "Ow! Don't grip my arm so hard, I still have bruises there!" (Y/n) remarked as he easily yanked his arm out, soothingly rubbing it. "Dammit (Y/n), what has been going on with you these past few nights?" Sukuna asked, very worried.
"Nothing, I've just been with a friend is all. I'm fine, really, see?" (Y/n) said as he held his arms out to show he was fine. But the scratches and bruises suggest otherwise. Now having a full view of his twin, Sukuna's eyes narrowed in on a specific bruise that is placed on (Y/n)'s neck. "I want you to tell me what you've been up to and who your friend is now," Sukuna demanded. "It's seriously not that big of a deal, Sukuna," (Y/n) defended, avoiding the question, Sukuna went quiet.
"Are you into some weird masochist plaything? You got hickeys and cuts all over you," Sukuna pointed out as he gestured to the marks. (Y/n) blushed brightly at his twin's words. "What?! Why would you think that?!" He asked, now trying to hide the hickey. "Because you obviously have a hickey! And cuts?! What the hell did you do, knife play?!" Sukuna asked. "No! We just train, alright? He helps me with self-defense!" (Y/n) exclaimed, now as red as a tomato.
"By what?! Kissing your neck?!" Sukuna exclaimed. "So what if he kissed me? You and Megs kiss all the time!" (Y/n) argued with a pout. Sukuna can see he's going nowhere with this and lets out a frustrated sigh. "Do what you want," He grumbled, walking past (Y/n) to go to his room. If his brother wants to date, fine, but he shouldn't stay out until 2 in the morning.
The next morning, he was awakened by his phone ringing. Groaning, he reached for his phone and checked the ID. Why was Geto calling him so early in the morning? "What is it Geto?" Sukuna grumbles, annoyed as hell. Geto knows better than anyone to wake Sukuna up from his slumber. "Uh I thought you should know, (Y/n) is here...wanting a tattoo," Geto answered. This made Sukuna spring up in bed. "What? He's getting a tattoo?!" Sukuna yelled out in alarm.
"Yeah, it's a big one too," Geto said, sounding nervous. Sukuna hung up, making Geto swallow nervously. He rolled his chair over to (Y/n)'s side. "Are you sure you want this tattoo? You know they're permanent," Geto warned (Y/n). Really though he's stalling time for Sukuna to get here. "I'm pretty sure, besides Sukuna gets them all the time. Why are you questioning it now?" (Y/n) asked defensively.
"Because Sukuna's Sukuna, you're (Y/n)," Geto stated in a gentle tone. He prepared his ink gun, wondering where the hell Sukuna was. Because this tattoo....is a lot. Geto cringed as he looked at the design. The outline is on (Y/n)'s back, but it was evident the drawing is a spinal cord going down his back and a dragon wrapping around it.
"Well, I want to change it up. Anyways, can you get started already? Being on this table in this position is really uncomfortable," (Y/n) slightly complained as he shifted a little. Geto sighed as he knew (Y/n) was going to be in so much pain. This was also his first tattoo and it was going to be on his spine?
"Alright, I need you to stay very still as much as you can, this could take days to complete," Geto instructs. Sukuna is going to kill him for doing this. He turns on the ink gun and moves the needle to his back. Thankfully before he could get the tip onto (Y/n)'s skin, the doors to the shop were thrown open. Geto let out a relieved sigh as he turned off the pen. "(Y/n), where are you?!" Sukuna yelled.
"Oh shit!" (Y/n) hissed as he scrambled to get up, rushing to put on his shirt, but he was too slow. "Gah!!" (Y/n) screeched as his shirt was ripped out of his hands and forced to turn his attention to the perpetrator. Sukuna looked beyond pissed, Geto could only wish (Y/n) luck and quickly fled the room. "Tattoos now?! You don't get tattoos, (Y/n), you don't even want one!" Sukuna exclaimed, overall baffled by his brother's decision.
"I know what I said, but I can change my mind, you know. Plus, why are you so against this? You get tattoos all the time! They look cool as shit," (Y/n) argued as he gestured to Sukuna's tattoos. Sukuna frowned, not really knowing what to say to that. "What tattoo are you trying to get?" He questioned (Y/n), calming down. It could be nothing, it could be some pizza cat tattoo and Sukuna is losing his mind over nothing.
"Uhm..." (Y/n) mumbled nervously as he tried to think of how to approach the question. His eyes then lingered over the outline of the tattoo he was getting. Sukuna followed his line of sight and spotted a massive tattoo outline. "Is that a dragon?" Sukuna questioned, walking over. He picked up the paper and studied the design.
"Well, it's a spine and a dragon," (Y/n) corrected, now nervous about the reaction Sukuna might give. Sukuna was quiet until he released a sigh. God, what is he doing? He has been a hard ass when it's obvious what's happening. (Y/n) is growing up and making his own decisions. He doesn't need his big brother anymore.
"It looks good," Sukuna mutters. He handed (Y/n) back the design with a heavy weight in his chest. "I know it's big and– Wait, you are okay with this?" (Y/n) asked with wide eyes. "I can't stop you from getting a tattoo (Y/n), you're getting something you like. You are growing up," Sukuna said with a smile.
(Y/n) didn't know how to feel about this. He was speechless at Sukuna's words. "Who are you?" (Y/n) asked owlish look, wondering if his brother had been replaced. Sukuna shakes his head, chuckling. "Good luck getting the tattoo (Y/n), don't cry like a little bitch alright," Sukuna said, but his words held no bite to them, in fact, the insult was really weak. Sukuna left the room, leaving a stunned and speechless (Y/n).
Geto returned, looking surprised that Sukuna didn't tear this whole place down. "What happened?" Geto questioned (Y/n). "He is letting me get the tattoo," (Y/n) said with a shocked expression. Geto then understood and sat down on his rolling chair. "Ah, I see, so it's finally that time," Geto said, chuckling. (Y/n) gave him a confused look. "All those moments older siblings go through (Y/n)," Geto starts. "That their little siblings don't need their protection, guidance, and things like that anymore. He's letting you grow up without him in a sense."
"W-What? He's abandoning me?" (Y/n) asked with tears in his eyes. Geto grabbed some tissues and handed them to (Y/n). "No, he's not abandoning you, (Y/n). But I think he feels like you don't want him to keep being in his old ways. The overprotective brother, that can get overbearing and he most likely thought you hated it," Geto calmly explained to his distraught friend.
(Y/n) let out a sniffle as he grabbed a tissue. "Does this mean he's going to avoid me again? Like when we were younger?" (Y/n) asked with large round eyes. Geto gently squeezes (Y/n)'s shoulder. "I doubt it, but if you're that worried, you can talk to him. That grump always sticks to his loved ones like duct tape but he's a shit communicator, I'm sure you know what that's like," Geto assured. (Y/n) looked out towards Sukuna's car, as he had yet to drive away. Most likely debating if he made the right choice. (Y/n) looked at Geto, giving him a nod before standing up and heading towards his brother's car.
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