Time travelled for my baby

Page 4: Back to the Beginning

As his vision faded, Megumi felt himself fall—not into death, but into a corridor of cursed energy that wrapped around his soul.

Time buckled.

And then—he was standing beneath a sakura tree in Tokyo, years before Sukuna would ever take over his body.

“I’m… alive?” Megumi whispered. His hands were clean. His chest unscarred.

But it wasn’t just time that had changed. He could feel it—the lingering trace of Sukuna inside him. And then—he heard the voice.

“Well. Looks like we’re both stuck here again.”

Sukuna stood in the shade of the tree, unchanged, his eyes sharp and predatory—but also… curious.

“You followed me?” Megumi asked.

Sukuna smirked. “I’m bound to you, remember? Even across time.”

Megumi swallowed. This was a chance. To rewrite everything. To stop the war. To change Sukuna’s fate.

And maybe… to explore what they never had time to.

Page 5: The Unspoken, Finally Spoken

That night, Megumi invited Sukuna into the old Fushiguro estate. The silence between them was heavier now—like it wanted to break.

“You knew we’d never have peace,” Megumi said. “You knew we wouldn’t survive.”

“And you still said you felt something for me,” Sukuna murmured. “Why?”

“Because you showed me your soul,” Megumi replied. “The one you buried.”

Sukuna’s expression darkened, but he didn’t move when Megumi stepped closer.

“You don't have to pretend here,” Megumi said, reaching up. “There’s no war. No Yuji. No eyes watching. Just you and me.”( Now sukuna is in his own body )

When their lips met, it wasn’t a battle. It was surrender.

Megumi pressed against Sukuna, his breath catching as hands slid down his sides, rough and warm. The cursed king’s control slipped, and for the first time, his touch was gentle—worshipful.

Their clothes were discarded between stolen kisses. Megumi let himself fall into Sukuna’s arms, into sheets that smelled of old paper and incense.

Their bodies moved in harmony, slow and intense, every sigh and gasp layered with unspoken emotion.

Sukuna's voice broke into a whisper. “You’re mine.”

Megumi answered without fear, wrapping his arms tighter. “Only if you’re mine too.”

And for that night, under flickering candlelight, they weren’t enemies.

They weren’t cursed.

They were just two souls, learning to love in a world they had rewritten.

Page 6: The Future Waits

When dawn came, Megumi awoke with Sukuna’s arms still around him.

“Do we stay here?” Sukuna asked, half-asleep.

Megumi smiled softly. “We fix what we can. Together. Then maybe... we make our own future.”

Sukuna didn’t answer. He only pulled Megumi closer.