Suguru pauses. Something doesn't feel right. No, this energy is similar to the one from Jujutsu High. The person who took Kagome. But why would they be anywhere near this abandoned building? Unless they knew about Satoru's missions. Suguru frowns. Even so, the amount of missions Satoru has today alone is staggering.

And Nanami has missions too.

Another reason he does not miss working for Jujutsu High. They run sorcerers ragged like dogs.

"What's wrong?" Nanami asks. His normally neat hair is disorderly, as though he just woke up from a night filled with tossing and turning. The stress of the day is clearly getting to the uptight man.

"That person is close by," Satoru answers. His blindfold is still off, hanging from his neck like a fashion statement. "The one that took Kagome, but the energy is..."

"More visceral than cursed," Suguru says, picking up where Satoru leaves off. "I'll be your... I'll take the lead with my curses since we're stuck together. Satoru, you can be back up and Nanami, I don't know." Suguru shrugs one shoulder. It's not as though Nanami's technique allows for ranged attacks and with them all bound... yeah, Nanami is pretty useless right now.

Nanami stiffens. "I can help," he grounds out.

"You have nothing to offer," Satoru remarks. "Not with your mobility being limited."

"Are you insinuating that I am useless?"

Suguru watches the interaction. Watches how Nanami's cheeks flush pink. How his voice cracks ever so slightly. "You can watch our back," he says, not because he thinks they will need it and not because he thinks Nanami can be of help, but if they want to be free of this contraption, then they must work together.

Frustrating.

But more frustrating is how Nanami lusts for Satoru. Where the hell does he get off converting things that do not belong to him?

Nanami swallows and then clears his throat. "Very well."

"What's with you? Pissed about Kagome?"

Suguru raises a brow. "Naturally. According to her mother, this is a normal occurrence." His lips tilt down in a frown. "Why she thinks you and Kagome are together is a mystery."

Satoru scoffs. "And here I thought you were smart." He laughs to himself, but the sound is hollow. "Kagome and I have something special. She's just scared. That's the only reason she went on a date with you." Satoru walks, heading for where the energy is the thickest. "But I'm a patient man, and I don't mind waiting for her to see how right we are and how terrible you two are."

"Why am I in it?" Nanami questions. "We already talked about this. I do not want Kagome."

"But you fantasize about Satoru fucking her," Suguru says slowly.

"I—ahem." Nanami turns his head away as he coughs. "That is not. I mean, Shoko was just uh talking as she does." His ears are bright red. "I do not think about Satoru at all. And I certainly do not think about him sleeping with Kagome or how she takes it, or how hard he gives it to her because I do not."

Suguru blinks slowly, so Nanami can read the bullshit meter on his face. This is worse than he thought. How long has Nanami harbored these feelings for Satoru?

"Let's get going," Satoru says, ignoring Nanami.

Suguru keeps silent, instead he observes how the more Satoru ignores Nanami, the more flustered Nanami becomes. "Is it a cuckold kink?" he asks.

"What?" Satoru glances over his shoulder. "This mission isn't about some dude that wanted to watch his wife get fucked. This is an abandoned office. The employees rioted against the CEO." Satoru motions to broken down desks and dusty computers.

"Talking about Nanami," Suguru replies. "You're attracted to Kagome and get off on how Satoru fucks her. Is it a cuckold kink?" Surprisingly, the annoyance doesn't swell in his gut. This is the problem with being close to Satoru. He wants things he cannot have. Kagome will be his. That's a given. But having his best friend back is shooting for the stars.

Suguru isn't that lucky.

"I do not think about Satoru," Nanami grounds out, exasperated. "Kagome is attractive. She is very beautiful. There is no denying that, but she is my coworker. We're sorcerers," he says with a sigh. "We live dangerous lives. Getting married and having children is not in the works for me. I couldn't leave behind a widow or worse, have others target my family."

Suguru raises a brow. So that is more than what he asked for. Widow? Family? All he asked was if Nanami wanted to watch. Suguru rubs the back of his head and presses his lips together in concentration. "You could just not be a sorcerer."

"Tried that," Nanami says. "Being a salary man was even worse." He waves his free hand in the air. "Besides, Kagome has been taken. This job is dangerous."

"Time out." Satoru stops right before the door, where the energy is the most concentrated. "This has nothing to do with Kagome being a sorcerer." He frowns. "She's not really a sorcerer since she doesn't use cursed energy, but the point remains. We all heard what her mom said. This is normal."

"How is kidnapping normal?" Suguru questions.

"It's not? But it seems to be normal for Kagome. This isn't because of our line of work. If ya want to stay single, then fine, do that. But don't make excuses just because you're scared."

The hold loosens. Suguru stares at their connected hands, but neither Satoru nor Nanami seem to notice, too engrossed in their conversation. The more they work together and put aside their differences, the more mobility they'll have.

"If you two are done, I am ready to get this mission over with. I doubt we get to all your missions today, Satoru." Suguru summons a few curses grade-one curses. Whatever is on the other side is powerful, but a couple of curses and two special grades should be more than enough.

The hold tightens.

Okay, and a grade one sorcerer, Suguru adds. Lovely, it reacts to his—their thoughts. The chances of them breaking free today are slim.

Satoru lifts his foot and kicks the door in. "Alright, if you come out, I might take it easy on ya." They walk into the room and then energy is coming from a doll? "Yeah, I ain't touching that. Shit looks creepy as fuck."

Suguru directs a curse to pick up the doll. Nothing happens. The poison curse with red pimples over its green face holds the doll out and then shakes it. Upon further inspection, there is something fox-like about it. Maybe it is the slant of its eyes or maybe it's the wide smile with four fangs. Or maybe it is the red strands of hair.

"Maybe we should take a step back and have your curse destroy it," Nanami says as he takes a step back. "This reeks of a trap."

"Yah, it does," Satoru agrees. "Are all my missions like this or just this one?"

Satoru has far too many missions today alone for every one of them to be rigged. "Perhaps they are watching us. If they were able to set up a trap for every mission, then... that would be impressive and suggest they are not working alone."

"We should do my mission next," Nanami says after a while. "It may be Satoru they want to get rid of."

"Hey!"

Nanami clears his throat. "You are the most dangerous of the three of us," he says slowly. "And if this concerns Kagome, then you are the only one that has slept with her?"

Satoru snaps his head at Suguru.

"We went on one date," Suguru admits. "I wanted to press for more, but I didn't want Kagome to think that's all I want from her."

Satoru frowns. "Kagome knows we're more than fuck buddies." He cracks his neck and motions to the doll. "Tell your curse to hold it out a little further, unless you want me to get rid of your curse, too." A small red ball appears above Satoru's finger.

Looks like he mastered that after all these years.

The doll explodes, leaving behind a cloud of gas. Shit. Suguru covers his nose as they rush out of the room. Poison? The gas stays in the room. It doesn't disperse out.

Weird.

"There's no curse here," Suguru says, lowering his arm. "What level was this mission supposed to be?"

"Grade one. Nothin' special."

"We should—hic—get—hic—going." Nanami slaps his hand over his mouth.

"You good?" Satoru asks, looking back into the room. The gas fades away as quickly as it appeared.

"I'm—hic—fine—hic. Just need—hic—some wa—hic—ter."

"Boo!" Satoru yells.

"Did—hic—n't help." Nanami grimaces. "Just need—hic—some—hic—water and—hic—I'll be—hic—fine."

"Satoru, give him some candy. Something to suck on so he can stop." Suguru resists the urge to roll his eyes.

"Ain't got no candy on me."

"I could—hic—suck your—hic—cock."

"WHAT?"

Nanami slaps his hand over his mouth. His eyes widen. "I—hic—meant what—hic—I—hic— said," he mumbles behind his hand.

Suguru stares at Nanami and then looks back at the room. "You didn't cover your nose, did you?"

"I—hic—was smelling—hic—Satoru's—hic—cologne." Nanami squeezes his eyes shut and a small sob escapes.

"Satoru, take us to your apartment." Suguru runs his tongue over the top of his teeth to stop from saying something he shouldn't. How dare Nanami lust over Satoru. It's bad enough he wants Kagome, but he wants Satoru too? How greedy can Nanami be? "Then he can have some water and stop with the damn hiccups."

"Uhh... sure," Satoru gives Nanami a look right before warping them outside of his apartment. Suguru grits his teeth. Warping is not for him. It does not agree with his stomach. Riding on a curse that can fly is more agreeable. "For the record, Nanami, you are a pervert. Wanting me to fuck you." Satoru fishes his keys out of his pocket and unlocks the door.

"Thank—hic—you."

Satoru throws a disgusted look over his shoulder. Suguru clucks his tongue along the roof of his mouth. So cuckold and degradation kink?

"How long? Since we were teenagers?" Suguru asks.

"Since—hic—I saw—hic—him and Kagome." Nanami blows out a breath. His lips wobble. "Since—hic—he started—hic—treating me—hic—as less than." Nanami whimpers. His shoulders shake. "And—hic—the bathroom. I was—hic—jealous—hic—of you two."

The binding loosens.

Suguru stares at their hands. Is he the only one noticing? Satoru looks exasperated and Nanami looks as though he wants to disappear. So, it is only him that notices. "Maybe you should let him suck your cock."

"Excuse me? Do I look like—"

"The binding is looser."

Satoru pauses in the middle of the living room. The apartment is pretty barren, and it is clear he does not spend a lot of time here. But it is better than going back to Jujutsu High. Nanami swallows.

"I don't think this is what Kagome had in mind when she said we need to get along."

"She thinks—hic—we—hic—are—hic—together."

"Yeah, and whose fucking fault is that?" Satoru groans and threads his fingers through his hair. "Suguru, this is crazy. You want me to fuck Nanami, so the binding loosens some more? How the hell is that going to get us closer to finding Kagome? And what about my other missions? What if there are more clues? That doll was fucking with us."

"That doll," Suguru starts, "is causing Nanami to tell the truth. It would help if you two could put aside your differences," he chokes out. His mouth is full of tar. Frankly, he doesn't want Nanami anywhere near Satoru, but the binding seems to think this will help them. Or at least help Nanami.

Kami he hates this.

Satoru groans again. "This is bullshit, and I can't believe I'm going along with it. How the hell do I explain this to Kagome? Sorry babe, I let Nanami suck my cock so we could get out of this binding you did, so we can cover more ground to rescue you? Yeah, that's gonna go over well."

"You—hic—aren't—hic—with Kagome," Nanami says.

"We are together."

"She—hic—didn't even—hic-know you two—hic—were—hic—on a date. You—hic—aren't—hic—together. She wouldn't—hic—have gone out with—hic—Suguru—hic."

Suguru tilts his head to the side. "Satoru."

"Oh, fuck that. Come on, Suguru. Ya can't be serious."

"Drop your pants and let's get this over with. If it doesn't work, then it doesn't work. But if it does, then..." Suguru trails off, not wanting to voice or give weight to what that means if this does work. His brows furrow together as he recalls what Kagome said earlier about not wanting to get in between their relationship.

Maybe they are going about this wrong.

Satoru blows out a breath and pulls out his phone. "On your knees, Nanami. You want my cock so bad, you can get it out yourself." He scrolls on his phone. Suguru leans over and blinks. How many pictures of Kagome does he have? Suguru glances down and exhales. His nostrils flare as his body jerks closer to Nanami.

Lovely. The binding may be loosening on Nanami and Satoru's end, but not for him. Suguru bites his tongue as Nanami uses one hand to undo Satoru's pants. Is he seriously going to watch this?

Nanami swallows as he palms Satoru's cock. His eyes make contact with Suguru before flitting over Satoru, who is more entertained with looking at pictures on his phone. Suguru inhales. His heart hammers away in his chest, pounding harder when Nanami moves his lips closer.

"Do it right, Nanami," Satoru says, offhandedly, as though this whole situation is one big inconvenience for him. "Or else Suguru will have to show you how it's done."

Nanami grunts.

Suguru presses his lips together. Perhaps Nanami should come with them. He sighs and looks over at Satoru. Convincing Satoru and Nanami is one thing. How the hell is he going to convince Kagome that three is better than two?

A/N: Suguru slowly realizing he's gonna have to let Nanami in. Still not 100% but feeling so much better. Clearly JJK ending is what caused me to get sick.

Probably have one more chapter of something happening to the boys. I think something should happen to Suguru next lol.

Take care of yourselves! Get plenty of rest and enjoy the nice weather. Take your vitamins and stay safe! Here's a sneak peek at probably chapter 20 (was supposed to be this chapter but I didn't think the boys were suffering enough).

Kagome blinks. "What are you three doing in my apartment? And why are you still stuck together?" She rolls her eyes skyward and huffs. Seriously? All they had to do was get along and they couldn't even do that?

"Worried about you," Suguru cuts in. "But who is that?"

Shippo chuckles and wraps his arms around Kagome. "The only man that matters."

"Are you the one that kidnapped Kagome?" Kento asks, pocketing his shades.

"Kidnap is such a strong word. I missed my mommy," Shippo coos. "On second thought, I want to stay with you tonight. There's no way I could go back knowing that these—these cult members are so deranged that they would break into your home!" Shippo sniffs. "You can't have her."

"…Mommy?" Satoru glares. "Step away from Kagome, and I won't make it hurt much."

"Satoru," Kagome says sharply. "Do not threaten Shippo."

"You know him?" Satoru swallows. "He took you?"

"He missed me. It's fine."