Fushiguro, Please Use Me!

[Upcoming: [Crossover] Senior Wu, Please Stop! Please add it to your reading list!] After seeing his classmate Fushiguro beat a bunch of punks from outside school until they were crying for their mothers, and realizing that Fushiguro might be the very "ghost" who had been watching him in secret, Gu Jiang Cangxia decided to stay away from him. With his fragile little body, one punch could easily kill him on the spot. But he never imagined he would still get on Fushiguro's bad side. It all started one lunchtime, when Gu Jiang Cangxia finished eating on the rooftop of an abandoned school building, where no one ever went, and began practicing on his beloved pipa. After finishing a song, he sensed a burning gaze at his back. He stiffly turned around and met Fushiguro's eyes. Fushiguro was wearing his usual displeased expression, the one all the cool guys wore. --Why is Fushiguro here? Did I disturb his nap? Is he going to hit me? Waaaah, I really don't want to get beaten up! In that instant, a reel of his life flashed before Gu Jiang Cangxia's eyes. He immediately dropped to his knees in a full kowtow, held out his drink with both hands, and said in a deadpan voice, "I'm sorry, Fushiguro! I really didn't know you were taking a nap here! Please forgive me! This is a little compensation. Please have it! If you have to hit me, please don't hit my face. My mom might notice!" --Well, usually, if you go through this whole routine, you can escape unscathed. Fushiguro: "...???" --No, I just wanted to ask whether you were a jujutsu sorcerer. You really didn't need to imagine all that. Later, when the first-year students of Tokyo Jujutsu High met-- Gojo: "Actually, there are four first-years in total." Itadori: "Huh? Where's the fourth one? Where, where?" Kugisaki: "Don't tell me it's another guy? We don't need more guys piling onto guys!" Fushiguro silently pulled Gu Jiang Cangxia out from behind him. "Introduce yourself properly!" "First Impressions of Gu Jiang Cangxia, First-Year Student at Tokyo Jujutsu High"-- Kugisaki: "Do we even have a classmate by that name at Tokyo Jujutsu High? Isn't he just Fushiguro's little attachment?" Itadori: "He's socially awkward but such a bootlicker. I'll never forget when he asked Fushiguro if he wanted to use his lap as a pillow." Gojo: "He really makes you want to bully him. Megumi's especially mean to him. He's lost all his humanity." Fushiguro: "...He's an idiot." But the jujutsu sorcerers had thought Gu Jiang Cangxia was just an ordinary, socially awkward sorcerer. It wasn't until the night of Shibuya that they witnessed the true power of a Special Grade sorcerer. But when they turned to see Gu Jiang Cangxia hiding behind Fushiguro because he was being stared at, everyone fell into a deafening silence. "...Who was that Finger-String Demon just now?" Rules for reading: 1. Megumi is the seme. Please don't post any inappropriate comments under the story (for example, feminizing him, saying any pairing is okay, or breaking/reversing the couple). 2. Please don't mention any non-canon pairings in the comments. Apart from the pairings designated by the author and those in the original work, this story has no side couples. 3. The logic is dead and the characters are OOC. Feel free to leave your thoughts or move on, but please don't attack anyone personally. Let's keep the comments civil and harmonious. Thank you! 4. The cover was privately commissioned. I have the sketch, the colored version, and chat records showing my discussions with the artist about adjustments. Don't come accusing it of being AI-generated, or you'll be acting like a jerk. ^^ ↓ Here's my upcoming story. If you're interested, please add it to your reading list! ↓ [Crossover] Senior Wu, Please Stop! Blurb: Sakuragawa Shin, a jujutsu sorcerer from the countryside of Aomori, was thoroughly teased by his senior the first time they met. He resolved to keep his distance from that senior, but never expected to fall for him and secretly love him for ten long years. He even risked his life to use his technique, "Blade of Time," on himself in order to change the ending where his beloved was cut in half and killed. Fortunately, his gamble paid off. Time rewound to the night he first met Gojo Satoru. His own life would remain frozen at the moment he died by his own hand, but that didn't matter. One chance to change the future was enough. Gojo Satoru had never thought Sakuragawa Shin hated him, even though he'd made the other man cry during their first meeting. The indulgence that made him want to push his luck couldn't possibly have been his imagination. But he never dreamed that after graduating, Sakuragawa Shin would go work at Kyoto Jujutsu High. Traitor! The Strongest, inexplicably in a bad mood, began teasing his shy, bashful junior even more. Still, he firmly believed that Sakuragawa Shin was the only person in the world who would always stand by his side. That was, until after they defeated Ryomen Sukuna, when Sakuragawa Shin's body suddenly dissolved before his eyes into a sky full of pale blue fireflies, and Gojo's outstretched hand could no longer reach him. As his soul neared its dissolution, Sakuragawa Shin, who was usually so expressionless, gave him an incomparably tender smile and softly said, "Senior Wu, I love you." In that instant, Gojo Satoru finally remembered that he had once died, and understood that the emotion that had troubled him for so many years was called love. Love is the most profound and twisted curse. With his love, he had cursed Sakuragawa Shin and forcibly kept him in this world. But when Sakuragawa Shin awoke from the endless darkness, he had lost all his memories and become like a blank sheet of paper. Sakuragawa Shin stared in confusion at the man who had awakened him. The man claimed to be his husband and produced a marriage contract as proof. Sakuragawa Shin had no choice but to believe him. After all, without daily replenishment of yang energy, he couldn't turn from a spirit into a physical body. --What are we to each other? --We're accomplices who escaped the Grim Reaper's scythe. Not even death can take you away from me. Theme: Even the socially awkward should bravely express their love