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Cruel Summer (feat. Megumi Fushiguro) [Limited Edition CD]

MEGUMI X READER! It seemed like summer just brought the both of you together somehow. Although, you and Megumi had always been kind of attached. Maybe it was the hot summer days, or the secrecy of your relationship. One thing was for sure, you wouldn't mind it being longer than a summer fling. ❝AND I SNUCK THROUGH THE GARDEN GATE, EVERY NIGHT THAT SUMMER JUST TO SEAL MY FATE❞ ᥫ᭡ LOVER; MASTERLIST

The mission had been brutal, it’s obvious by the bags starting to appear under your eyes. As you and Megumi walked back to Jujutsu Tech, you couldn't help but notice the deep frown etched on his face, his brow furrowed in that all-too-familiar expression of annoyance.

"What's so funny?" he asked, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye.

You stifled another giggle, trying to compose yourself but failing miserably. "It's just. . .you look like you ate something sour. I can't take you seriously when you're making that face."

Megumi's frown deepened, as if to convince you to feel sorry for him. The glint of amusement in his eyes spoke louder. "I'm injured, you know. A little sympathy wouldn't hurt."

You nudged his shoulder playfully. "Oh, poor Megumi. Should I get you some candy to cheer you up?"

He huffed, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching, fighting a smile. "You're impossible."

Unable to contain your laughter, you burst out giggling, slightly turning away from him to hide your face; trying to stop the attack. "And you're grumpy. It's a perfect match."

Without warning, Megumi shoved your shoulder lightly, causing you to stumble forwards. "Hey!" you exclaimed, still laughing. "What was that for?"

"For being a pain," he shot back, but his tone was light, and you could see the humor caught in the corner wrinkles of his eyes. He slowed his pace, letting you catch up, and you walked side by side in comfortable silence for a few moments.

As you entered the nursery at Jujutsu Tech, Megumi's steps became more deliberate, you quickly picked on the limp every two steps. Concern replaced your laughter as you saw the extent of his injuries, before it came to a stop. "Come on," you said gently, guiding him to a comfortable chair. "Let's get you patched up."

Megumi sat with stillness on the padded chair, wincing slightly as he shrugged off his bloodstained jacket. "You don't have to do this, you know," he muttered, eyes flicking to the side as he watched you gather the first aid supplies. Despite his words that came off in embarrassment, it was clear he was appreciative of the act.

You smiled, unfazed. "Someone has to take care of you, and it's certainly not going to be you." You knelt beside him, carefully dabbing at the gash on his arm with antiseptic. "Hold still."

He hissed slightly at the sting, and you couldn't help but chuckle. "Oh, come on, Megumi. You've faced curses that would make most people faint, and you're flinching at a little alcohol?"

"Maybe I just like the attention," he retorted, a smirk playing at his lips. His dark hair fell into his eyes, but even through the strands, you could see the mischief he carried within himself.

Rolling your eyes, you began wrapping the bandage around his arm, deliberately pulling it a tad too tight. He cringed, making you grin up at him. "Oops, sorry about that. Guess I'm just nervous being so close to a big, tough sorcerer like you."

Megumi's smirk widened. "Oh, really? Because it seems to me you're taking advantage of my weakened state."

You shrugged nonchalantly. "Maybe I am. Someone has to keep you in check."

As you finished securing the bandage, you gave his arm a gentle pat. "There, all done. Now, let's see if we can get rid of that pain." Leaning in, you pressed a light kiss to his bandaged arm, looking up at him with a tease in your eye. "Better?"

Megumi's gaze softened, and in a swift movement, he reached out, tilting your chin up with his fingers. "Not quite," he murmured before capturing your lips in a sweet, lingering kiss.

Caught off guard, you felt your heart race, a deep warmth spreading through you that had nothing to do with the hot summer day. As you kissed him back, you couldn't help but smile, breaking away just enough to whisper, "People are going to see us." You cast a quick glance around, but the nursery seemed as deserted as ever. But still, that itchy feeling of paranoia gnawed at your mind.

You can’t really place when you officially started to like the black-haired male. It just sort of came to you one hot day in July, watching him train with his divine dogs. As odd of a sight it was, you couldn’t help the admiration in your stare.

It wasn’t long before Megumi picked it up. While the both of you shared a meal, you slipped up and confessed. One look from him confirmed your feelings, and the both of you accepted the terms of this new relationship. The both of you sworn to keep it hidden, although. Plus, it made your skin crawl to think of Yuji and Nobara pestering the both of you about it.

You couldn’t help but like the secrecy, moments like these made it more exciting to experience young love. It was obvious Megumi probably liked it more.

"Let them," Megumi replied, his voice low and firm, pulling you back into another kiss. This time, you let yourself let go the moment, forgetting the thoughts that intruded your mind. His lips were soft but insistent, and you melted into the embrace.

When you finally parted, both of you were breathless, faces mere inches apart. The reason why the both of you ending up in the nursery long forgotten. The golden sunlight filtered through the shutters of the window above, casting a warm glow on Megumi's features. His usually stoic expression was softened by the tender moment, his dark eyes holding an emotion you’ve had the chance to see with this new profound relationship.

"You're really something, you know that?" you said softly, reaching up to brush a stray lock of hair from his forehead.

He smiled, a rare genuine smile that not many had the privilege to say they see everyday, it made your heart skip a beat. "I could say the same about you."

For a moment, you both just stared at each other, time not seeming to bother the both of you. The sunlight highlighted the contours of his face, making his eyes appear even more intense. You felt a giggle bubble up inside you, unable to contain the joy of the moment.

Resting your head on his shoulder, you let out a soft laugh. "We're a mess, aren't we?"

Megumi chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. "Maybe, but I wouldn't have it any other way." He wrapped an arm snug around your waist, holding you close.

As you sat there together, the sun setting and casting long shadows across the garden, you couldn’t find the motivation to care if the both of you got caught. As long as you were here, wrapped in his arms, what would really hurt you?

BONUS SCENE: The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over the Jujutsu Tech pool. It wasn’t used much, but when it was, it had always been a field day.

Clearly that reflected on you and Megumi sitting on the pool's edge, thoroughly exhausted from your splash fight and playful wrestling in the water. Both of you were soaked, bathing suits clinging to your bodies, but the laughter and joy in your faces made the discomfort worth it.

A half-eaten watermelon slice lays on a plate between you, the perfect refreshment after the exertion. You picked up the watermelon, the sticky juice already running down your fingers, and took a bite before offering it to Megumi. "Your turn," you said, squealing when the juice started to drip onto your lap.

Megumi leaned in, taking a big bite and then wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "This is a mess," he muttered, but the gaze he held with the fruit clearly suggested he wanted more. He leaned down one more time to finish it off.

"You think?" you replied with a laugh. "It's worth it, though."

Megumi picked up another full slice, holding it up to your lips. "Here, let me."

You leaned forward, taking a bite and trying not to laugh as more juice dribbled down your chin. "You're terrible at this," you teased, your eyes meeting his as you leaned up to continue chewing.

Just as Megumi was about to feed you another bite, you both froze. The sound of footsteps approaching quickly gave you no time to act, and you turned to see Yuji standing at the edge of the pool, his mouth agape. You slowly wipe your face in shock.

"Uh, hey," Yuji said, his eyes wide with realization. "Am I interrupting something?"

You and Megumi exchanged a glance. The both of you knew there was no getting out of this, especially with how close the two of you were. Megumi cleared his throat, his usual stoic demeanor faltering. "It's not what it looks like," he began, but the faint blush on his cheeks betrayed him.

Yuji's eyes lit up with understanding, and he broke into a wide grin. "Oh, I see! You two are dating!" His excitement was palpable, and you could see the gears turning in his head as he connected the dots.

You couldn't help but laugh, the absurdity of the situation hitting you. "Well, I guess the secret's out," you said, looking at Megumi with amusement.

Megumi sighed, but there was a small smile on his lips. "Yeah, I guess it is." He puts down eaten slice of watermelon before intertwining your fingers.

Yuji's grin only widened. "That's awesome! I had no idea. You guys make a great couple."

"Thanks, Yuji," you said, still chuckling. "Just maybe keep it on the down-low for now, okay?"

"Of course," Yuji agreed, his excitement undimmed. "But seriously, this is great. I'm happy for you guys."

Yuji spent one last on gaze the both of you one last glance before walking away, leaving you and Megumi to your watermelon and your quiet moment by the pool. With a moment of silence, you felt a warm glow of contentment. You leaned your head on Megumi's shoulder, closing your eyes and savoring the closeness.

”He’s not gonna keep his mouth shut, is he?" you murmured, echoing your earlier words.

Megumi chuckled softly, his arm wrapping around you. "Probably not."

You smiled, the sun setting behind you and casting long shadows over the pool. In that moment, everything felt okay. Just right, in your words.

Is what you would’ve said before you heard the heavy steps of running and the shouts of Nobara quickly approaching, Yujis screaming echoing down the halls. In the corner of your eye, you glance at Megumi, conveying the message in the stare.

“It’s fine, let her see.”

THISBWAS SO CUTE ILYSM FOR THIS 😢😢😢

hey hey!!! I read your social anxiety fic with megumi and just wanted to say first, that it was amazing like actually shit got me tearing up at how sweet it was 😭

And secondly!! Could I maybe request a Megumi x Reader who tends to cling on people she trust's arms alot? But after meeting Megumi she starts to only cling to him. Like full on arm wrapped around his one arm. Sorry if it's too much and have a nice day!!

⠀⠀⠀⠀CLING-CLINK .ᐟ

megumi fushiguro x 𝗳𝗲𝗺! 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿.

☆ before meeting you, megumi often sees you around school, always clinging into yuuta's arm, even satoru gojo's arm like when a child learns how to cross the street and have to hold into their parents, until he meets you.

fluff, p.s i'm sorry if i don't make your request good enough, but i hope you like it :)

megumi fushiguro stood in the distance, his gaze fixed on a scene unfolding across the school grounds. the golden hues of the setting sun cast long shadows, creating an almost surreal backdrop. among the students scattered about, one figure caught his attention. you were walking with satoru gojo, clinging tightly to his arm, your face lit up with a radiant smile. gojo, as always, exuded his usual charm, his blindfold hiding his eyes but not the amusement on his face. the two of you seemed completely absorbed in your conversation, oblivious to the world around you.

megumi squinted, trying to place you. you looked vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite pinpoint where he'd seen you before. the way you clung to gojo's arm so naturally, so effortlessly, stirred something in him. it wasn't jealousy, exactly, but a mix of curiosity. “who is she?” megumi wandered to himself, watching as you laughed at something gojo said. “and why is she always so close to him?”

he had noticed you a few times before, always attached to someone else's arm— mostly your teacher, satoru gojo and the second year student, yuuta okkotsu, always so animated and lively. it wasn't just gojo; you seemed to have a habit of clinging to people. it puzzled him. was it a sign of affection? a need for reassurance? or just a part of your personality?

megumi wasn't one to judge, but he found it difficult to understand. he preferred his own space, his own quiet corner of the world. the idea of being so physically close to someone, especially in such a public setting, was foreign to him.

as he watched, gojo said something that made you throw your head back in laughter, your grip on his arm tightening momentarily. the sight brought a small, involuntary smile to megumi's face. there was something undeniably endearing about your openness, your willingness to express joy so freely. still, the question lingered in his mind. why did you always cling to people like that? was it a habit, a comfort, or something more?

yet he found himself another encounter of you with his senpai, yuuta okkotsu. that day megumi fushiguro stood in the shadow of a tall tree, his eyes scanning the school grounds as the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over everything. his gaze settled on a familiar figure in the distance. you were walking with yuuta okkotsu, your arm firmly looped around his as you strolled together.

yuuta, with his kind and calm demeanor, seemed perfectly at ease with you by his side. he wore his usual gentle smile, listening attentively to whatever you were saying. your animated gestures and bright laughter filled the air, making it clear how much you enjoyed his company.

megumi's brow furrowed slightly as he watched. you, always close to someone, always with that same cheerful energy. it was almost like you thrived on the connection, the physical closeness to others. “why is she always like that?” megumi thought to himself, his mind drifting back to the other times he'd seen you, clinging to one, two, max three people around the school. it wasn't just yuuta—he'd noticed you with others too, always the same, always so tactile and open. he couldn't help but feel a bit perplexed.

as you and yuuta continued to walk, yuuta said something that made you laugh, your grip on his arm tightening slightly, just like how you were with gojo. the sight brought a small, involuntary smile to megumi's face. there was something undeniably endearing about your openness, your willingness to express joy so freely and without reservation.

but the same question remained. why did you always cling to people like that? eas it a habit, a comfort, or something deeper?

“maybe she's just really friendly,” he mused, recalling how at ease you seemed with both gojo and yuuta. “or maybe she needs that kind of connection to feel secure,” he thought about the way you laughed with gojo, how your whole face lit up with genuine happiness. then he remembered how relaxed and content yuuta looked with you by his side, as if your presence was a natural part of his day. it wasn't just that you clung to people; it was the way you seemed to bring out something brighter in them, a lightness that megumi couldn't ignore.

“is she like that with everyone?” he wondered. “or is there something special about gojo and yuuta?” the thought nagged at him. he couldn't quite place why it bothered him so much. was it jealousy? curiosity? or simply a desire to understand something so different from his own nature?

megumi fushiguro sat in the shadows, watching you from afar, his mind swirling with a thousand 'what ifs.' he couldn't understand why such a simple thing—someone clinging to another—bothered him so much. it was common enough, something he saw every day, yet whenever it involved you, it gnawed at him. he wonder and wonder why, how, where, and when about you. it's just a simple thing, everyone clinging to everyone, but why does it bother him that much?

“why does it affect me like this?” he thought, frustration bubbling inside him. “why do i care so much?” it wasn't just about you clinging to others. it was how people reacted around you, how comfortable they became in your presence. they acted as if having you wrapped around them was as natural as breathing, as easy as walking, even though it should have been a hindrance. it baffled him how seamlessly you fit into their lives.

how he feel if he's the one you clinging to?

at one point, the one 'what if' crossing his mind, the thought slipped, unbidden, and since that day, megumi couldn't shake it. the curiosity melted inside him, merging with his blood, becoming a part of him. every time he saw you, the question lingered, refusing to let go.

days turned into weeks, and the thought only grew stronger, until one day, fate gave megumi a chance to get to know you. he approached cautiously, his usual stoic expression hiding the turmoil inside. he found you to be warm, bright, full of life. your energy was infectious, your smile lighting up even the darkest corners of his mind.

he worried that he might extinguish your light if he got too close, afraid that his touch might dim your radiance. but then, in a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, you wrapped your delicate arms around his. megumi's heart raced, pounding so loudly he could hear it in his ears. he'd never felt anything like this before. it was as if a bell rang inside his mind, each beat of his heart echoing with the sound. your touch was gentle, yet it set his nerves alight, a single act of affection that shook him to his core.

in that instant, megumi realized why it had bothered him so much. it wasn't just about the act of clinging; it was about the person. It was about you. the thought of you being close to others had ignited a jealousy he hadn't recognized, a longing he hadn't understood.

and now, as you clung to his arm, megumi swore he could feel his world shift. in that moment, he knew that your warmth, your light, was something he wanted to protect, to cherish. and for the first time, he welcomed the feeling, embracing the connection you offered with open arms.

“fushigurooo,” your honey voice, echoes through the wooden wall of your school. a bright smile reached your eyes, shaping them into crescents as you skipped your way over to him. you were always full of life, a burst of sunshine on even the dullest days.

yuuta was there, but you don't even spare the boy a glance, your arms finds their own home naturally— megumi's arm. the second year and the first year decided to go on break after the training that day, strolling around tokyo for treat with gojo's money.

“fushiguro, how's your day?” you ask him, smiling as you look up at the taller boy. megumi looks down at you, watching how you comfortably clung around his arm, refusing to let go.

smiling, the blue-irised boy answered, “it was good, y/n, how's yours?” he pulled his arm closer to his body, and with his expectation you followed along until there was no void, a distance megumi refused to stand. the tumultuous roads of tokyo, but all he could ever listen to was your sweet voice, telling him about how's your day going. the chaos of the city faded into the background, and for a moment, it felt like it was just the two of you, walking

the streets of tokyo were alive with energy, filled with the sounds of chatter, laughter, and the occasional honk of a car horn. despite the chaos, megumi's focus remained on you. you animatedly recounted your day, your voice a soothing melody amid the city's cacophony.

yuuta walked a few steps behind, giving the two of you space. he couldn't help but smile at the sight, understanding that something special was unfolding. gojo, always the observer, watched with a knowing grin from the back, making a mental note to tease megumi about it later.

as you continued to talk, your hand lightly squeezed megumi's arm. “and then, we tried this new dessert place. you have to come with me next time, fushiguro. the matcha parfaits are to die for.” megumi chuckled softly, his usual stoic expression softened by your enthusiasm. “i’ll keep that in mind. it sounds good.” you beamed up at him, your eyes twinkling. “it really is! oh, and guess what? i found this adorable bookstore tucked away in a side street. they have the cutest stationery.”

megumi nodded, listening intently, savoring each detail you shared. he found himself looking forward to these moments more and more, where he could just listen to you, forgetting about everything else.

the group eventually reached a cozy café, its exterior adorned with fairy lights and flowering plants. gojo, ever the generous mentor, insisted on treating everyone. you pulled megumi inside, your excitement contagious as you marveled at the menu. “what are you getting, fushiguro?” you asked, glancing up at him with those bright, expectant eyes. megumi scanned the menu briefly before deciding. “maybe just a coffee and a pastry. what about you?”

you giggled, nudging him playfully. “you’re so predictable. i think i'll go for the strawberry shortcake and a matcha latte.” as you made your decision, megumi chuckled lightly at your predictable choice. megumi rolled his eyes at your comment, a light smile playing on his lips. “and you’re too extravagant with your tastes,” e teased, his eyes flickering over the menu, scanning the options before settling for a black coffee and a small blueberry tart.

“seriously, always with the sweets.”

as light as a feather, teasing lingering in his voice the moment his soft smile reached you. after placing your orders, you found a cozy corner to sit in. he followed you to the booth, leaning against it casually as they waited to order. megumi noticed how you made sure to stay close, your arm brushing against his side as you continued to cling to his arm. it was a small gesture, but it made his heart race.

“honestly, your sweet tooth knows no bounds,” he teased, eyeing the array of pastries behind the glass display case. “i’m amazed you don’t turn into a sugar cube after all the sweets you consume.”

“oh come on,” you retorted with a small giggle, smacking his arm playfully. “i don't consume that much sugar. it's called enjoying life, you should try it sometime.” megumi chuckled lightly at your retort, his gaze lazily drifting towards the pastries on display. “enjoying life is one thing. drowning it in excessive sweetness is another.” he shot you a teasing smirk, his eyes dancing with amusement.

you rolled your eyes in faux annoyance, giving his arm another light smack. “you’re just being a party pooper. i bet you're secretly jealous because I know how to savor the little things.” megumi chuckled again, enjoying the lighthearted banter. he found himself getting more comfortable as the conversation continued, the ease of your presence making it feel natural. but even with the casual teasing, a hint of affection snuck into his voice.

“jealous? if your sugar addiction? hardly.”

“shut up, just let me be,” you murmur, your voice tender and suffused with warmth. your arms, once wrapped around him, slowly release their hold and slide down to gently grasp his large hand. the warmth of your touch lingers through the fabric of his uniform, yet it ignites a searing sensation within him.

his gaze descends to where your hand clasps his thumb, noting the delicate strength in your touch. the crimson flush on your cheeks deepens as you avert your gaze, trying to hide the tumult of emotions roiling within. his heart quickens as he intertwines his fingers with yours, the connection between you both deepening with each intertwining motion.

in that quiet, intimate moment, the world seems to shrink to just the two of you. the warmth of your hands melds with his, bridging the space between your hearts, creating a sanctuary of understanding and unspoken promises.

as the minutes passed, the conversation flowed naturally. you talked about everything and nothing, your laughter a soothing balm to megumi's usually serious demeanor. the bustling café seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in your own little world.

when the food arrived, you eagerly shared your dessert with megumi, insisting he try a bite. he obliged, savoring the sweet taste and the way your eyes lit up when he complimented it. “this is good,” he admitted, causing you to grin triumphantly. “i told you so,” you replied, your voice filled with delight. as the day turned into evening, the group eventually decided it was time to head back. you clung to megumi's arm once more, your presence a comforting constant. megumi's mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, each one circling back to you.

and in that moment, he realized that having you by his side wasn't just something he tolerated. it was something he cherished. you were the warmth in his life, the light that made even the busiest streets of tokyo feel like home.

the touch of your hand intertwined with his began to stir something deep within him. the vibrant cityscape of tokyo seemed to blur into the background as he focused on the warmth that lingered between your fingers. it was in this quiet, intimate moment that a profound realization dawned upon him.

he recalled the countless times he had seen you with others—always reaching out, always seeking a connection. it wasn’t merely the physical closeness you sought; it was something far more significant. your gestures were not just idle habits; they were expressions of trust and comfort, woven into the fabric of your interactions.

but now, as he looked down at your hand nestled in his, the truth became unmistakable. since the first time he had encountered you, your warmth and openness had been evident, but with him, there was a different layer of you, how each layer you handed to him with an open heart. you had always clung to him with a special kind of trust, a quiet confidence that set him apart from everyone else.

a sudden wave of humility washed over megumi. the way you rested your hand in his, the way you leaned into his presence, spoke volumes about the depth of your feelings. it was clear now that you saw him as someone steadfast and reliable, someone worthy of your most genuine trust. this simple, yet profound connection was a testament to how much you valued him.

as he felt the gentle pressure of your fingers against his, megumi's heart swelled with a newfound understanding. the touch was more than a mere physical contact; it was an embodiment of the bond that had grown between you. he was the only person you had allowed to be this close, to hold your trust in such a profound way.

he squeezed your hand softly, a tender acknowledgment of the connection that had woven itself so seamlessly into their lives. It was a silent vow—a promise to cherish and honor the trust you had bestowed upon him. in that fleeting moment, as the city’s din faded into insignificance, megumi felt the weight of the trust you had given him and knew it was a precious gift he would hold close to his heart.

Sweet dreams are made of this 💞

Warning: smut || wet dream || characters are 18+ || nothing just teenagers making out ig?

Fushiguro Megumi x f!reader

Note: this is a old work of mine

The black hair male moved closer to the [h/c] hair girl and put his hands on both sides of her cheeks both looking each other at the eyes both has their cheeks as the color of tomatoes.

Both of them moving closer and closer until their lips met. They closed thier eyes as they both melt into the kiss.

And so [y/n] put her hands on megumi's hair, her fingers playing with his hair as she pull him more deeper into the kiss.

Megumi started baiting her lower lips in the process, soon he wanted more, he wanted to slip his tongue into her mouth. And so taking the courage, Megumi decided to slip his tongue in.

He licked her lips as if asking for the permission to let his tongue in and so [y/n] got what he was asking and let him in. His tongue was exploring every curve in her mouth.

And so It was a heated kiss, both of thier breath were running out so they pull their lips apart to breathe. and the only thing that was still connecting them was the small string of saliva.

The male heart was beating so fast and loud he just wanted to keep looking at her forever and ever. And so doing what his heart wants him to do, he again move closer to her but this time his lips wasn't on her lips it was instead on her neck.

He was going further down, down to her collarbone kissing every inch of her body. He was gonna go further down but...

A loud BUZZ  noise woke him up... much to his annoyance it was all a dream, He had a wet dream about his classmate. As soon as he realized that his face went 100 shades of reds.

He quickly turned his alarm off and the time it read was "10:35 am" he sigh'ed but then took a quick look under his blanket. And there it was....

Knock knock

"Gumi kun! Lunch's ready!!" He flinched at the voice of his classmate who he just had a wet dream about. Trying to clam himself down he took a breath in and out.

Then yelled trying so hard not to crack his voice "yea I will be there in a minute!" but his voice betrayed him.. but thankfully [y/n] didn't quite get that.

"Okay" he heard her say before he heard some foot steps going away. 'That means she's gone right?' He questioned as he quickly got out of bed and grabbed some of his clothes and run to the bathroom.

Doe eyes

Y/n looked at megumi with the doe eyes making his heart almost bast out of his chest. 'Fuck, too much adorable!' He thought to himself as he face away from y/n to hide his red face

OMFG THIS FIC IS SO AMAZINGGGGG

I Got Your Bitch Movin'

part twelve | masterlist | part fourteen

Yuuji Itadori x f!reader x Megumi Fushiguro

Genre: Smut & Angst Notes: University AU, all characters aged up. Megumi is TROUBLE! But we already knew that, didn't we? Warnings: 18+, alcohol consumption, drug consumption, infidelity, gaslighting, manipulation, paranoia. Words: 7.1k

Synopsis: You’ve been dating Yuuji Itadori for nine months. He’s the best boyfriend you’ve ever had, he cares for you deeply and he’s amazing in the sack. When new boy Megumi moves to town and joins your art course, you are shocked to discover he isn’t the quiet introvert you suspected him to be.

The morning greets you as you lay in bed between the deathly limbo of wake and sleep. Your eyes are swollen, bleary. Thoughts aren’t yet yours and you can’t help but wonder if you’re thinking about the dreams of the previous night you had or if you’re starting to regain your own memories. There is a gnawing memory of feeling bitterly cold before you fell asleep. So it’s odd now that daybreak has arrived you’re practically lying in a pool of your own sweat. Your skin is coated and your forehead is drenched. It’s nice to be in Yuuji’s arms again at least. His chest is bare and you’ve never felt so at home with your face nuzzled into his skin. You snuggle in closer and he pulls you in tighter as you decide to go back to sleep. Regardless of your decision, your vision is greedy. You can’t refrain from opening up your eyes and looking at your surroundings. This isn’t your house. You left your house yesterday morning. In the car with Toji and Megumi. You went on a trip with your class. You spent the day with Megumi. You guys missed the bus. You went bowling. You argued. You stayed in the hotel with Megumi. With a racing heart and thrumming bass in your head, you sit upright and turn around. You hadn’t been in the arms of your pink-haired boyfriend. You’re cuddled up with your black-haired bully.

Fuck.

“The hell’s the matter with you?” Megumi asks after you scream the loudest you ever have and scramble out of bed. You fall to the ground and back away from him quickly. He sits up and rubs the sleep out of his eyes. The morning sun creating the perfect shadows on his weary body. He looks like a demon.

The fact that he’s asking what is wrong with you is just like him. Isn’t he surprised that the two of you were all cosy in bed together? He’s always so nonchalant. Your breathing slows as you try and rationalise everything in your mind. By the blaring beat in your brain and the heaviness of your limbs, you deduct that you had been drinking last night. You don’t remember anything. He doesn’t seem hungover. So he’s likely as calm as he is because he does remember the details.

There’s no possible explanation that could justify why you were in bed together.

Let alone while he’s naked.

“Why are you in my bed? Did we—”

“No, we didn’t. And actually, O’Keeffe, you crawled into my bed last night because you were freezing. Nothin’ scandalous.”

“You’re lying, aren’t you? You’re naked under there. Please, Megumi, you need to tell me if I cheated on Yuuji.” you beg, hoping he’ll do the decent thing for once in his life and tell you the truth. He shakes his head, sighing. The duvet is pulled from his body as he reveals his bottom half still in his sweatpants and underwear. “Thank you, God.”

“If you hadn’t noticed, the receptionist wasn’t lying about the weather change for the festival. It’s boiling so I threw my shirt off in the middle of the night.” he tells you. Now it makes sense.

You probably would have been better off sleeping alone if you knew what temperature was going to replace it. Two warm bodies under one blanket was never going to work out well. He kept staring at you; or rather, the state of you. Covered in a gross, sheen layer of stickiness and your messy hair practically glued to your forehead. You watched him roll over and pick up a carton of cigarettes, lighting one up to smoke while he fell further into his bed. A morning ritual, you suspect.

But you’re wrong.

Like every other vice, smoking for Megumi is rare. He does it when he’s worked up about something. In this case, and all other cases as of late, you. The fact that you’re stuck in the middle of nowhere for the foreseeable also isn’t ideal. So what’s a little nicotine to take the edge off?

“You look like shit,” he laughs at your expense, instantly feeling at ease as the cancerous smoke tars his lungs. “I got you a glass of water for the side of your bed, you forgot to bring it over.”

“I’ll be fine after a drink and my aspirin. And… a shower. Maybe more sleep, too.” you inform him. He nods, agreeing, closing his eyes as he lets his cigarette hang between his lips. “What time is it?” you ask him. His eyes open again, unsure if he can be bothered to help you answer that question. But he rolls over again to grab his phone. 7:17am. He tosses his phone away and lies on his stomach with his cigarette holding hand resting above the ashtray on his side table.

You cannot bear the thought of being fully awake at such an ungodly time. It’s enough to make you dive into your own bed and quickly take your painkillers before lying back down. It’s stupid, you know, because really you should be using every second to your advantage to figure out how you’re going to get home. But you aren’t up to it. Tiredness and alcohol rage through your bloodstream and you know it isn’t a good idea to push yourself beyond your limits.

“More sleep… just five more minutes.”

“Fuck that, princess. I’ve set an alarm for 10.” he tells you. You turn over to face him and laugh. It sounds good. It’s still so early, you’ll be able to get plenty of things done if you wake up feeling better at that time. “Gotta call my dad again, and Gojo.”

“WHERE’S GERALD?” you yell sitting upright again as you search under your covers for your brand new shark plush. Megumi grunts and he throws him at you. “Ow.” you instinctively respond as he connects with your head. He is too soft to hurt you, it was just a reflex.

“I’m so fucking tired. You’re such a loud snorer.” he laughs, raising his head slightly to take another drag of his cigarette before he sinks back into his pillow. You roll your eyes, ignoring him. You have absolutely zero desire to waste your time arguing with him about whether or not you snore when there is valuable rest to be gained.

The alarm startles you as it practically screams and stabs through your nervous system. You’re all too familiar with the recognisable iPhone default alarm you’ve been conditioned to hate over the years of early morning classes. It doesn’t scare you as much as it does Megumi, though. The poor guy shocked himself straight out of bed. You can’t help but snigger, trying to keep your volume to a minimum as you roll away and pray he can’t see the smirk forming on your face.

He gets up for the first time that morning. It’s hotter than it was at 7am. The windows need to be open, he decides. The room is stuffy and unbearable. Much like he imagines the rest of today will be if you continue to be stranded.

“Better start making some calls.” Megumi groans.

Neither of you are sure where to start. And you’re beginning to think you’re going to have to swallow your pride and let your parents cover the cost of a cab back home. The idea gets stuck in your throat like a poorly swallowed tablet. You can barely think about it let alone go through with it. You’re sure Megumi will try and force you again, if Toji and Gojo are unreliable for a second day in a row.

It's cute, you think, watching Megumi struggle to choose which dad he wants to call first. Having a little more understanding about his past is giving you the opportunity to really see how much he cares about Toji. He doesn’t like him, not by a long shot. But you can see the obvious love there. The respect. The familial bond that he can’t seem to break no matter how desperately he tries to.

And that is why he calls him first.

It’s uncomfortable to watch the phone ring again and again. You suppose it is still pretty early. You aren’t sure what Toji’s sleeping pattern is like, but he hasn’t let either of you be late to class since you started carpooling. And he always seems fairly chipper in the mornings. It could be a caffeine fix, or something even peppier he might unknowingly share in common with his son. So is sleeping in a valid excuse to not answer the phone? It goes to voicemail, prompting him to try again. He growls when he’s met with the same disappointing outcome.

“Fucker. He’s ignoring me, you try.” he commands. You get up in search of your phone. Who knows where it ended up last night when you were falling all over the place when you returned to the room? It’s eventually found by Megumi when he helps join the search. It was in your pants pocket in the bathroom.

He holds it up and sees your screensaver. You and Yuuji. It makes him scowl and sigh before he tosses it to you. His box of cigarettes begins calling his name. You watch him flop back onto his bed and light another one up. He doesn’t know why he’s so irrationally angry. He doesn’t know what’s causing him to chain smoke like a damn chimney when it’s usually just an occasional pleasure. The edge needs to be taken off somehow, and he doesn’t think he can be bothered to make you cry this early in the day.

“He’s not ignoring you. No answer to me either, must be busy.” you tell him as you press the red button and put your phone down on the side table. You see Megumi start to type so quickly his thumbs become a blur. Likely scolding Toji for being a piece of shit father, as usual.

“Shady prick,” he mutters under his breath. You decide to let it slide and ignore the comment. There’s nothing you can say to make him see the good in his dad. The truth of it is that maybe you need to start truly seeing the bad. It’s in the flesh sharing a room with you right now, the bad. The monster that Toji spawned and couldn’t raise efficiently. He might be sweet to you, but if he can’t be sweet to his own kids it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t make him a good person, the opposite, really. “Whatever you’re thinking about, stop. No need to pout, I’ll try Gojo.”

You watch his finger swipe through his hundreds of contacts as he tries to locate the relevant name. It makes you feel like a voyeur, seeing him do something so simple and human as looking for people to call. Part of you wishes you could see his screen. Is his surrogate father named in his contacts as Gojo or dad? Or maybe something different entirely, something derogatory to fit with the playfulness of Satoru.

“Megumi! Sorry about yesterday bud, I hope you and the future Mrs. Itadori behaved yourselves. Two crazy kids sharing a hotel room, hah? Sounds like a bad soap opera.” his voice instantly grates on you and Megumi regrets putting him on loudspeaker for you both to hear. You both groan loud enough for Gojo to hear and make him laugh.

“Separate beds, Gojo. And you’re on speaker so try to act your age for once in your life.” Megumi reprimands him as if he is the parent in the situation. It takes Gojo aback slightly, but nothing to knock his trademark annoying confidence off track. “My dad isn’t answering his phone, so, you’ll have to come pick us up today.”

“As much as I love your delightful manners, I can’t. And I must say Megumi it sure sounds weird to hear you call him dad for a change. It’s always been Toji for so long, what’s changed?”

“Slip of the tongue.” Megumi answers, immediately. You can’t tell if it’s guilt or embarrassment that has led him to correct himself to Gojo so hastily.

“You know, certain people can evoke special feelings in you. A challenging presence can make you see the good in the world and other people. Although Toji and I will never get along, I think it’s nice to hear you’re in a forgiving spirit and trying to make it work even after so many disappointments.”

“I don’t know what you’re getting at.”

“I’ll admit, it hurts a little. A man who barely raised you earns the title of dad but I’m just plain ol’ Gojo.”

“I’m not having this conversation over the phone, or ever, actually. What time are you coming to get us?” Megumi puts an end to the uncomfortable conversation you almost wish you hadn’t been present for. But overall, you’re glad. Hearing him be somewhat normal with someone as goofy as Gojo is heart warming to say the least. Perhaps there is some humanity in the monster born of Toji Fushiguro, after all.

“Call me dad and I’ll tell you.”

“No.”

“Alright, fine. I’m still out of town so it’ll have to be tomorrow.” Gojo sighs. It’s a crushing blow and you can’t tell who out of the three of you is more disappointed. Another day stuck in the hotel with Megumi. Admittedly it hadn’t been as bad as you were expecting thus far. But there’s still time. And Megumi is flippant, fickle. His mood and aggression towards you can change in the blink of an eye.

“You have got to be fucking kidding me. We’re out of town! What’s so important that you can’t drive a few extra hours to collect your stranded kid and a girl?” Megumi bites down the line. You sigh, huffing a strand of hair out of your face as you realise what you are to him. All you are to him is a girl. Not his victim. Not his classmate. A girl.

“Oh now you’re my kid, huh? Interesting. Doesn’t change anything though. I’m way out of town. As in I’m setting off tonight and I’ll be there in the morning to get you guys.”

“Hi, Gojo, it’s me. Obviously. I was just wondering what’s keeping you from setting off now and getting us tonight. I’m sure you can imagine how uncomfortable it is for me to be sharing a room with another man, a man who bullies me on a daily basis. And for Megumi to be sharing a room with… a girl, he loathes.” you speak up, Megumi rolls his eyes at your comment and opts to ignore you. He’s more intrigued to hear what Gojo has to say over putting you in your place.

“I doubt Megumi will be interested in the gory details but a man has needs. The needs just so happened to take me on a wild road trip and more attention gained than intended, not that I’m complaining.”

“Enough. Fine, Gojo. One more night but if you don’t show tomorrow we’re fucking done. Tomorrow morning, I mean it. Get us the hell out of here.” Megumi tells him sternly. You know he has the power to follow through on his words. And yet, you’re unsure if he’ll change his mind when it comes to Gojo.

“Don’t worry, Megumi. There’s only one father figure in your life who’s usually a no show, and we both know it isn’t me.”

The sound of Gojo hanging up the phone is almost eerie. A damaging melody that pricks through your veins. Megumi is visibly irritated, you’d be a fool not to see it. But it’s only because he knows he’s right. Gojo has never let him down in his life. Toji, on the other hand, only seems to let him down. It’s a bothersome truth that makes his hands begin to shake as he grips his thighs. If he wasn’t so volatile at all times, you’d comfort him. Rush to his side and take his hands in yours and tell him it’s going to be okay.

But you can’t.

Instead, you get out of bed and stand to your feet.

“I’m going in the shower,” you tell him. He watches you walk around your bed and head towards the bathroom door.

“Wait,” he speaks, forcing you to halt your actions and wait for him to continue. “I think we should go buy some festival clothes, today.”

“Why?”

“Are you dense? So we can go to the festival, obviously.”

“I keep getting into trouble when I do things with you. I don’t think it’s a good idea… I mean, you go. Call that girl and take her instead. I’ll just hang out here and work on my dissertation or something.”

“Shut up you’re not doing that. You don’t get into trouble with me because you’re a fucking angel. You live to please everyone and be a good girl, don’t you? It’s not trouble, it’s fun. Don’t you wanna have fun? It’ll be the first time in your whole life, I’m sure.”

“See, this, is not going to work. I’ve had fun but you wouldn’t know that because you, well, you know what you are. So you’re not going to manipulate me with your little mind games into thinking I need to prove myself to you. I don’t. Now, if you don’t mind. I’d quite like to shower.”

“Fine, if that’s how you want to be. I’ll call that girl right now and go with her instead.”

“Great.”

“Yeah, great. Gonna have fun and I’ll probably bring her back here and have even more fun. You might want to figure out somewhere else to be tonight.”

His words grab your attention and he smirks at the way you pout. He promised. Even though you gave him the idea to call up the girl from the store you didn’t think he’d take it as far as to threaten to bring her back here. It’s your own fault, really, for thinking a single word that left his lips held any value.

“Don’t, you said—”

“I said? I said I wanna have fun today, so if you aren’t on board I’ll make my own fun. You’re not gettin’ in the way of my good time and if that involves me bringing a girl back to fuck, you aren’t going to stop me.” there he is. The real him. He’s such a bastard you can’t even think straight as you consider what an idiot you are time and time again. Each time there is a shred of decency in him it’s torn away moments later. A speckle of humanity replaced by a plume of toxic smoke.

“Shopping… sounds good. I’ll never turn down new clothes. So, lets have… fun.”

“Atta girl, that’s more like it.” Megumi snarls. “Hurry up O’Keeffe. Wastin’ precious time here. Gonna make today one to remember.”

No one brings out a worse side of you than Megumi Fushiguro. He’s seen you at your angriest and saddest. But for some reason his intentions have blossomed into something even more sinister, although it might not seem as such to your untrained eyes. He just wants to have fun, you think. He does, but there is a brand new goal in mind. The purity emanating off of you is just so sickening to him. Why have you got such a wholesome aura about you when he is completely and utterly rotten to the core?

Corruption.

That’s his new plan. You were closer to the truth than you knew when you accused him of getting you into trouble. Was it wrong of him to lie? Was it wrong of him to gaslight you and make you think that wasn’t anywhere near his intention? Of course. But Megumi Fushiguro rarely gives a fuck about what is right and wrong.

He has always wanted to ruin you. The method in how has grown into something new. Easier, he suspects. There is so much trouble he can really get you into. Ruin that perfect, sweet image you try so desperately to maintain whenever you can. He’s had enough of it. What is there to enjoy about being the way everyone wants you to be? There’s a little devil in you, he’s certain. He’s going to do everything in his power to force it out of you.

You don’t object when he suggests waiting outside of your changing room to confer with you about your outfit choices. He’s never felt like this before. A rich kid. Admittedly, the store isn’t expensive and the clothes aren’t designer. But being with you and seeing how willing you are to blow money from your parents credit card on whatever you want is making him feel like a cliché. He wasn’t rich growing up. Toji figures throwing money at the problem that is his son is as good a way as any to earn forgiveness. Megumi wasn’t about to object to that.

Each time you step out of the changing room there’s only one word permeating his sealed lips.

Skimpier

Skimpier

Skimpier

It’s the only thing he wants to say, but you both know he’s smarter than that. He manages to put a unique spin on the word and translate it into something more innocent. Something that will actually encourage you to obey without knowing he’s manipulating you. He hasn’t earnt that right yet. Despite having a good familiarity in such a short period of time on how to handle you, he isn’t quite where he needs to be with you yet.

Skimpier = I’m sure you can do better than that.

Skimpier = I like it, but I think the other girls here will go all out.

Skimpier = The colour is nice, but, do you really want to be shown up by me?

He’s finally satisfied when you emerge one last time from behind the curtain. It’s obvious you feel a little self conscious, though he’s confident a few compliments will get you out of your shell. You’re substantially taller than usual given your white, lace up, platform boots you’re wearing. It’s embarrassing to stand in front of Megumi in so little clothing. You’re essentially in a bra and panties. It’s more like a bikini, really, purple holographic material covering your intimate flesh. You found a pair of gem studded, white, fishnet tights to wear with it as well as a purple tutu. The tutu somehow makes you look even sluttier despite it adding an additional layer.

“Perfect,” Megumi grins, “Excuse me, miss? Do you have any accessories for the festival that might go with my friends outfit?” he asks. The girl turns around and your blood runs cold when you realise it’s the girl he gave his number to yesterday. She simply scoffs and barges by one of her co-workers who looks at her incredulously. She apologises on her behalf and picks up some purple butterfly hairclips for you to wear.

“I see people wear pigtails with these clips if that helps.” the assistant tells you. Megumi raises his eyebrows and nods thinking it’s a great idea. There’s something about pigtails that for whatever reason drive him wild. Maybe it’s the idiotic innocence of them. Grown women donning them in an attempt to look youthful and instead look like cock-hungry whores. There is something thrilling about the prospect of making you go off the rails and become a totally new person before Yuuji comes back from his trip.

He might not even recognise you.

“I’m not sure about this, Megumi.” you admit. He squints his eyes hoping it comes across as thoughts rather than disdain, urging you to continue. “What are you wearing?”

“Why tell you when I can show you?” Megumi grins as he steps into the changing room beside you.

You are standing for a good five minutes before you decide to steal the seat he had been sitting in. Whatever he’s picked must have a lot of accessories for him to be taking this long for him to be fully dressed. Even the sales assistant tries to keep you entertained with idle chit chat as you wait.

He emerges and you are almost lost for words. A lot of accessories was right. He’s wearing ridiculous flared blue jeans and has decided to go shirtless. You had no idea what kind of body he’d been hiding beneath his clothes the entire time but you definitely weren’t expecting him to be so fucking defined. In fact, he has a similar body type to Yuuji. The reason he had taken so fucking long to get dressed is because he was covering his arms in plastic kandi bracelets. He also had a few matching necklaces on him and he is sucking on a strawberry lollipop as he leaned against the changing room door.

“Oh my… you look like a—”

“A what?”

“A slut, Megumi. You look, hah, you look like a total slut!”

“Perfect, so we match. Exactly what I wanted.” he teases back as he goes back to sucking on the lollipop. He reaches into the pocket of his new jeans and tosses another one at you.

“The fashion here is wild,” you say as you begin unwrapping the plastic packaging on your lolly, “is it a town choice or just for the festival? It’s very rave-y.” you ask the clerk. She nods, completely agreeing with you as soon as the words leave your mouth.

“Yeah, um, to be honest a lot of people are against the festival now. It started as quite a sweet wholesome event but it’s turned into a more youth focused event. An excuse to get drunk and mess around, really. So yeah, it’s pretty much a big rave nowadays.” she explains.

Your eyes find Megumi’s and he’s immediately raising his eyebrows in quick succession when they meet. Trouble. You know it and he knows it. But, as she said, this is a youth focused event. Megumi and yourself definitely qualify. He holds out his hand for you to shake; an agreement under the phrase ‘I’ll wear mine if you wear yours’. And honestly, you don’t see the harm if you both look so stupid.

The pair of you receive an array of disapproving looks as you sit and wiggle on the check out desks while the cashiers scan the items you’re wearing. You don’t particularly feel proud that you raise your leg for the man to scan your boots and more or less flash him your new bikini bottoms. Megumi spends far too long getting each individual bracelet and necklace scanned. But by the end of it all, they aren’t disappointed when you give them each a hefty tip courtesy of your credit cards.

“You’re dumb with money.” Megumi tells you.

“Look who’s talking!”

“You’ve always had money, but you’re still a little shopping addict. It’s new to me, I’m having fun.”

“Well I’m trying to have fun too. Wasn’t that what you wanted today?”

“You got me there,” he chuckles to himself. “I was thinking of something else fun we could do.”

Before you can answer, he’s pulling you into a fast food restaurant and holding your hand as the two of you run upstairs. He scans the area to make sure no one is around and drags you into the toilets. He shoves you against the sinks and lifts you up onto the edge. Your heart is pounding. It’s intense and heated and you feel like you’re being manhandled by Yuuji when he’s worked up after a shitty day at university. You wonder if he’s thinking about when he pressed his lips against yours at your parents house. He wonders if you’re thinking the same. Your chest is heaving and your eyes are vibrating. He watches as your vision alternates between his eyes and his mouth. Your mind is spinning and you’re under the weight of too many heavy emotions you can’t think straight. But despite all of that, you wouldn’t do this to Yuuji, would you?

He helps answer the question as he backs away from you a little and pulls his wallet out of his back pocket. You’re starting to worry he’s about to pull a condom out. But it turns out to be worse than that.

“This is fun.” he tells you, dangling a bag of cocaine in front of your face. He laughs at the slither of saliva that bulges down your throat as you gulp heartily. He knows you’ve never done drugs before. Other than when he spiked you, obviously. He could have laced the coke with anything. He’s playing the long game with you, you think. You shake your head, telling him you want nothing to do with the white powder.

“I don’t feel comfortable doing that, with you.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m fucking scared. Of drugs and you. I don’t know where I stand with you Megumi and I am too naïve and trusting to keep falling for your little tricks and schemes.”

“You think I did something to this?”

“I—”

“C’mere,” he mutters. He shoves your torso back until your head hits off the mirrored wall behind you. You gasp as he pries your knees apart, opening your legs. You quickly slam them shut but it’s a waste of time. He opens them again and gives you a warning look. “Hold still, and watch.” he commands.

He tips some of the coke onto your thigh and uses his pinkie finger to move it into a straight line. You look at him intently as he holds his right nostril with a finger and lowers his face down to the drug on your leg. It’s impossible not to stare as a raven head of hair moves further up your thigh and towards your cunt. He tilts his head, insisting that you hold eye contact with him as he consumes every last speck of coke onto his tongue.

You’re breathless by the end of it. But it isn’t the end. He shoves his little finger into your mouth to lick the remaining residue off him. He’s proven it isn’t laced, at least. Still though, there’s no fucking reason that you needed to obey. A fucking people pleaser through and through.

“Good girl,” he praises and coos as you hum around his finger, “it’s good, isn’t it? Wanna try it properly?” he asks. You’re hesitant. You know it isn’t right. You know Toji will kick his ass when he finds out he even suggested it let alone pressured you into it. But what can you say? You succumb to his will, nodding meekly and agreeing to his ridiculous stupid idea.

“How do I— I’ve changed my mind this is stupid. I feel stupid. Fuck, Megumi, I really hate you. You’re making me feel like a fucking loser as if it’s cool to do drugs, it isn’t. I don’t—”

“Hey, hey. It’s alright, I know it’s your first time I don’t think you’re stupid. ‘m gonna pour it out. I think you should lick it up instead of snorting it like me, don’t think you’ll like it.” his words soothe you a little and your fucking fluttering eyelashes are the picture of perfect innocence. God he’s excited to see what a mess you’ll be when you’re high together. He helps you down off the sink and trades places with you. He pulls his necklaces over his head and puts them down before leaning backwards and dusting coke between his pecks. “Use your tongue.” he instructs.

You reluctantly lean closer to him and stick your tongue out. Your big eyes are looking up at him for guidance, like he’s some kind of expert. To you, he is. He nods, spurring you on. Finally your tongue connects with his body. His eyelids shake a little as he tries to concentrate on keeping them open. You got a little further than you’re meant to, finishing off by lightly kissing his collarbone. He teased you, it’s only fair that you tease him back.

“I’ll be okay, won’t I?” you ask him. He jumps down and holds your shoulders, bending over a little so he can look directly into your eyes.

“You’re gonna fuckin’ fly, babe.”

He wasn’t wrong. You practically ran from the bathroom all of the way to the parade together. The pair of you were laughing the entire way, not quite sure what was so funny. You ordered a few shots of vodka together to enjoy while you waited for the floats to come down the street.

The atmosphere was surreal. Mostly teenagers and people in their early twenties standing in the streets dancing to the head hammering techno music that was drilling into your heads. Once you got bored of shots you moved onto jäger bombs, and by the time you got good and drunk your high wore off.

It didn’t stop either of you from having a good time though. You interacted with a few other party goers and didn’t bother to learn each other’s names. The music and good times were enough for all of you. You aren’t sure what came over you, but you decided to join the parade. You ran into the road and began dancing. Eventually, you were invited to dance atop one of the floats.

Megumi’s stomach was hurting from laughing as he watched you shake your ass and dance with the other girls on the float. If either of you were in your right minds, you’d likely be discussing how unbelievable it is that such a tiny coastal town has such a huge festival every year. It’s a tourist attraction now, you suppose, a lot of other people are from out of town like yourselves. Hence the fully booked hotels and the droves of people equally as intoxicated and high on life.

Megumi walks alongside the parade float, making sure not to lose you. You point him out to the girls you’re dancing with, each of them having no shame in telling you what a handsome boyfriend you have. He doesn’t hear them say it. And for once, you hold your tongue. You aren’t sure why you aren’t objecting to him being your boyfriend like you normally do. Maybe it’s because you’re drunk or because he’s actually being nice to you and taking care of you for a change. Maybe under the influence he has more potential as boyfriend material that you’d ever dare admit sober.

The sky is changing from bright blue the burning orange and pink before your eyes. You decide you’ve had enough of dancing and ask Megumi to help you down. He looks so different under such a romantic sky. The warm colours adding life to his pale face. He is handsome, the girls weren’t wrong. His problem is that he has such an ugly soul. And yet, this weekend, you think there’s a chance such a horrid interior could be fixed.

He pulls you back into the crowd and over to the outdoor bar for more shots. The two of you are disappointed when you’re told the bar is closing for the day. How are you supposed to carry on getting black out drunk now?

“The party is raging on by the beach, friends. Fire pit, tiki bar, dance floors. Start heading down and you’ll find what you’re looking for.” the stereotypical surfer dude bartender informs you both. Megumi thanks him and takes your hand to guide you down to the beach.

It’s like a hive-mind as everyone has the same idea. Everyone walking in unison down to the beach to get served and continue the evening. You make it there fairly ahead of everyone else, but thankfully there’s a multitude of tiki bars set up to serve people their alcohol. Once you ingest another five vodka shots, this time with gummy bears, you head over to one of the dance floors.

You and Megumi stand apart as you dance on your own but watch each other’s moves. He’s impressed by the way you shake your hips and drop it low, the lack of confidence in your outfit seeming to now be a thing of the past as you parade yourself around as if you own the place. You watch him pause for a moment, snacking on one of his bracelets.

“I didn’t know they were edible!” you yell at him. He nods, pulling you nearer to him by your wrist and holding his arm up to you. Like him, you begin to nibble on the candy as you both simply change which foot your putting the most pressure on in time with the music.

“I think I want to have some more fun,” he tells you. You watch him pull his wallet out of his back pocket again and you assume he’s searching for more coke. You’re a little surprised when you see him take out a little yellow pill with a smiley face on it. He settles it on his tongue and sticks it out at you before swallowing.

“W-What was, ‘sat?” you slur, curious about what he just ingested.

“E, baby,” he tells you. “wanna try?” he cranes his head to line his mouth up with your ear, shouting so that you can hear him over the boisterously loud music.

Well, if he is having some, you have to follow suit. You’re matching his amount of drinks and drug consumption so far. You can’t let yourself down and fall behind now. At least – that is the rationale your drunken and dissolving mind is coming up with. You nod and squint your eyes at him. Like it’s obvious that you want a try. He takes another pill from his wallet. This time it’s pink with a little heart in the centre. He puts it on his tongue and sticks it out for you to take. You hold out your hand, hoping he will put it there instead, but he doesn’t budge.

“Give it to me.” you order, but he shakes his head.

“’ake it.” he replies, speaking as best he can with the pill comfortably on his tongue. You reach your fingers up to grab it but it quickly withdraws into his mouth. You repeat this another three times before you huff in annoyance and exhaustion. He sticks his tongue out even further, wiggling it around like you’re a horse with a carrot dangling in front of your face.

And you’re a fool, because you submit. You lean forward and he catches your hips in his hands as your lips make contact with his. He pushes the ecstasy pill from his tongue to yours and it practically slides down your throat. That should have been the end of it. But of course, it wasn’t. You can justify it all you like by telling yourself you’re drunk. You aren’t in your right mind and God dammit you’re missing Yuuji. But those are just excuses. They aren’t valid. Because unlike at your parents manor, you aren’t pushing him away. You’re melting into him. He pulls your body flush against his and you wrap your arms around his neck. Your tongues are so soft against one another as they dance together and you have no idea why but you start smiling into it.

Probably the drugs.

He laughs into your mouth when he feels your smile, pulling away and kissing your forehead. You’re feeling the music more than you had been. More than you ever have in your life. You feel him spin you around so your back is to his chest. His arms are tight around you as you sway in time with the music. He rests his head on top of yours and can feel his jaw tightening and moving.

You push off of him a little and begin grind your ass against him. His arm comes over your shoulder and you feel his fingers trace delicately atop your breast. It doesn’t bother you, though. You don’t stop dancing or moving on him. It makes you laugh when you remember how hard he was last night just when you were laying in bed together. You’re fully rubbing onto him now and you can only imagine how hard he’s trying to stop himself from getting an erection.

You have no idea.

Similarly to Megumi, your jaw begins to clench and swing as the effects of the E start coming over you more. Megumi thinks he’s in love with you, whispering it every chance he gets into your hair. You don’t pay it any mind, though, knowing you’ll both have forgotten about it come morning. Maybe the pills make him happier, nicer. He feels an intense desire to be lovely. Positively overwhelmed with an dire need the show anyone who’ll listen to him how much he loves them. He even catches eyes with the bartender for a moment and considers telling him how much he loves him.

You feel paranoid when you can’t control how your jaw is aching and moving on it’s own. All eyes are on you, you think, as you look stupid and can’t get a hold of what your face is doing. Why is everyone looking at you? Tears begin to free fall. It’s not supposed to be like this. You’re meant to be happy. To be in ecstasy. You’re panicking. It’s too much. It’s too fucking much.

“Megumi—” you turn, facing him and allowing him to see how blown to hell your pupils are and how watery your eyes and cheeks are.

“Woah, what happened?” he asks, cupping your face and wiping your tears with his thumbs.

“I wanna go, I wanna go please. I can’t. Megumi I can’t—”

“Yeah, fuck. Okay.” he tells you.

Soon enough he’s holding your hand tight as he wades through the crowds of people. He keeps looking back to make sure you’re alright, his heart breaking a little each time he sees you sniffle or do a little hiccupping sob. He isn’t sure if it would be a better idea to walk to the hotel or try and get a taxi. It isn’t too far, he’s sure you’ll manage. It’s a miracle you aren’t both frozen over like Jack Nicholson in the end of The Shining. You aren’t exactly dressed well for the chill bite of the night time air. You don’t think either of you could have chosen skimpier clothing if you tried.

“Take me home, Megumi—”

“I will, sweetheart, ‘m gonna get us home. Love you baby, alright? We’ll be home real soon.”

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Megumi x reader

Love story

Once upon a time, in a small town, lived two kids named y/n and Megumi. They were neighbors and had been friends since they were little. They spent their days playing in the park, riding bikes, and having adventures together. As they grew up, their bond only grew stronger.

In their teenage years, Y/n and Megumi started to see each other in a different light. They began to notice the little things about each other that made their hearts flutter. They would spend hours talking on the phone, sharing their dreams and secrets. They supported each other through thick and thin, always there to lend a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on.

As high school came to an end, Y/n and Megumi realized that what they felt for each other was more than just friendship. They were falling in love. However, they were both hesitant to confess their feelings, fearing that it might ruin their precious friendship.

One summer night, under a sky full of stars, Y/n and Megumi found themselves sitting on their favorite park bench. The air was filled with anticipation and nervous energy. Finally, Megumi mustered up the courage to speak his heart.

"Y/n, I've known you practically my whole life, and I can't imagine my world without you. I think I've fallen in love with you," Megumi confessed, his voice filled with vulnerability.

Y/n's heart skipped a beat, and a smile slowly spread across her face. "Megumi, I've been feeling the same way. You mean everything to me, and I've fallen in love with you too."

In that moment, their friendship transformed into a beautiful love story. They spent the rest of the summer exploring their newfound love, going on picnics, watching sunsets, and creating memories that would last a lifetime.

As they ventured into adulthood, Y/n and Megumi faced the challenges that life threw their way, but they always faced them together. They supported each other's dreams and aspirations, celebrating each other's successes and comforting each other during tough times.

Years passed, and their love only grew stronger. They got married surrounded by their loved ones, promising to always be there for each other. They built a life together, filled with love, laughter, and adventures.

Y/n and Megumi’s love story serves as a reminder that sometimes the best relationships start as friendships. It's a testament to the power of growing up together, understanding each other's quirks, and cherishing the bond that forms over time.

And so, Y/n and Megumi lived happily ever after, grateful for the love and friendship they found in each other's arms. They cherished every moment, building a life full of joy, support, and endless adventures. Their love story was a beautiful journey that they were forever grateful for. ❤️🌟

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Almost getting caught using a vibrator

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Megumi x Reader

“Hey sweetheart I’ll be gone for the rest of the day. They need me and then I have to file a report. You know how annoying that is but work is work.” Megumi spoke. ‘Okay baby. I love you. Be safe”you replied pecking his cheek. “I love you too princess.” He replied hiding his smile and left. You sighed and looked around the room.

Your day was absolutely boring. You woke up and showered after that you’d dried yourself. You didn’t bother to change into clothes. You just used your robe. You’ve been staying with megumi for almost a year now. Since you’ve been dating for 3 years you both thought it was about time to move in together. It’s great. You both went on to kill curses as a team. You both work together amazingly. You both love it. Mid day you started feeling horny. You just wanted Megumi to come home and make love with you. You started getting wet just by thinking about him. You went up to the body mirror and took your robe off. You knew Megumi would kill you for sending him while being busy. You grabbed your phone and took photos. Around 5 to be exact. You sent them to him. He immediately called you. “ H-Hi” you said shyly. “Don’t be shy Princess. You look very beautiful. I can’t wait to get home.” He said. You can tell he has a smirk on his face after saying that. “ Take your time. Killing curses is important.” You said nervously. You sent those nudes and instantly regretted it. You know once he gets home he’ll devour you. You and Megumi love vanilla sex. Recently you’ve decided to try new things. Rough sex, choking, Wax play, Ice play, even bondage. You knew once Megumi gets home it’ll be completely different from your normal sex. “ it’s okay pretty girl. Gojo can handle the rest.” He replied giving Gojo the signal he gives for emergencies. Megumi hung up and left. You couldn’t wait. You needed some sort of pleasure. You grabbed your favorite vibrator. You were a whimpering mess as you pressed it against your clit. Keeping it in place. “ f-fuck so good” you said. You couldn’t help but think about Megumi. Thinking on how good he is with his mouth. How his kisses always turn you on. The way his hands roam your body. “ Me-gumi!” You yelled coming. You removed the vibrator. It was covered with your juices. You sucked on it tasting yourself. Very sweet. You remember how Megumi always cleaned you up with his mouth. You wish it were him right now. You were being such a naughty girl. You rubbed your clit twitching. Sensitivity took over your body. You gasped as you heard the door open and close. “Baby! I’m home!” Megumi called out. You quickly played music on your speaker. Not too loud and not too low. Your vibrator was pressed against your wet pussy. You covered yourself with the blanket. “ I’m going to shower and then we can start the fun.” He said. Your cheeks were flushed and you had to keep it together. You smiled tried to hide the strong feeling of the vibrator. “ you okay princess?” He asked undressing. “ y-yeah yes” replying, clearing your throat after. Adding a smile he pecked your cheek. “ you’re a bit hot” he said. “ just a b-bit too e-excited ya know” you replied shifting to your side due to your clit being over stimulated. “ me too baby.” You twitched biting your lip. He looked at you weirdly. Wanting to ask what’s wrong but he knows to give you space when something is wrong. “Okay baby I’m gonna shower” he said. He heard a vibration. Looking at you suspiciously. “ you hear that my love?” He asked. “ y-yeah!” You yelled releasing your thick hot cum. “ I-it’s the dryer hasn’t been working.” You continued trying to not moaning nor whimper. “ I’ll check on that tomorrow I’m gonna shower.” He went into the bathroom closing the door. He started the shower. You immediately turned the vibrator off. You went into the extra bathroom and cleaned it. The vibrator along with your wet juice cunt. “ babe! I’m gonna prep myself!” You said loudly. “no princess! I’ll do it!” He replied. You walked back into the room and put your toy back into its place. You took a deep breath and finally calmed down getting back in bed. Ready for your love to finish showering.

Megumi x Chubby Reader

Pt.1

Sorry for any errors

Mentions: body shaming, bullying, self harm, suicidal thoughts

As stupid as it may seem you weren’t all that happy on being transferred to Kyoto’s sisters school : Jujutsu High. You were grateful but not happy.

Grateful you didn’t have to be stuck with those assholes who always had something to say when it came to your body. Especially Mai. There’s always something so far up her ass she has to take it out on people.

The other students loved telling you things just to bring you down.

Example 1.

At school almost every 2 months the students get ranked. You always make it to the top and always end up second. “ Maybe if you didn’t have to run so much from me you would have won. Try to lose a few pounds maybe then you won’t be running out of breath during the fight. You look like you’re about to pass out fat ass.” Mai said laughing along with the rest of the students. Even Kasumi. When you met her she was so sweet and kind. You obviously fell for that crap.

Example 2.

After a long day of training it was time to get back to your sleeping quarters. You stood in front of the door seeing pieces of papers. Foul words written on them. Pinned by Noritoshi’s stupid arrows. You knew they were true at least that’s what you thought. You thought “ I am fat. I do look like a pig. They’re right.” You took off the arrows and papers tossing them away. The night went as followed skipped dinner, showered, dressed and slept. Just to get ready for another shitty day.

Example 3

You were having lunch outside on a bench just underneath a beautiful tree. The weather was great. The wind was blowing softly. There were birds chirping happily and everything was calm. You took out your bento box from your bag and opened it up. Suddenly Todo just came out of nowhere causing you to drop your food. “ Awe that sucks and I just came over to let you know we want you to have lunch with us.” He said with a smirk on his face. “ its fine. Accidents happen.” You replied. You knew he planned that shit. They love making your life miserable. “ you can always eat it off the ground. A fatty like you loves food. I mean…a pig like you would eat anything even if its on the ground right? Well sorry about your food.” He said and left. You cried. That’s all you could do.

As time passed by you were mentally and physically scared. Not just from the missions you’ve gone on.

You sat in the bathtub. The water turning red from the open wounds on your thighs. You didn’t have to worry about people caring or finding out. You always wore the basic male uniform.

You let the water drain and took a regular shower afterwards cleaning up the cuts you wounded yourself with. You cried while doing it.

Days went on and there was one cut after another. Your thighs were full so you went onto your left wrist then to your right. There was a night that they crossed the line. They circled you and pushed you around. You were getting dizzy from the shoving and the wounds were opening up a bit. They all noticed and went silent. Mai laughed hard. “ Wow so pathetic. You’re slowly killing yourself isn’t that torturing. You should hurry up the process fatty. I’d gladly do it for you if you ask nicely.” Everyone’s eyes widened. They couldn’t believe what she said. Yes they bullied you everyday making you cry and make you do self harm but they’d never go far like Mai did. They’d never say to kill yourself and have you ask them to kill you. Make the process faster. “ Mai what the hell are you saying” todo asked. She looked over at him with a confused look on her face. “ she’s wounded. We have to help her” Noritoshi said. “ I d-don’t need help.” You said getting up carefully and in pain. You cried all the way to your room. Mai’s words repeated over and over again in your mind. Then you snapped. You grabbed one of your tools and slit your wrists. You bled out.

Gojo was on roaming the halls pretending like he didn’t know the way to the principals office. He was there on a ridiculous meeting like he doesn’t already know what shady shit is happening. He noticed red stains from the door. He decided to walk in. Seeing you on the ground he quickly took care of your situation.

You woke up at the hospital 2 days later. He was sitting besides you on the left with his students behind him. Your parents on the right. “How are you feeling kid? I’m Gojo. Your new teacher. Things are sorted out with the school and your parents.” He said bring his students up to you. “This is my son Megumi and students Nobara and Yuji.” He introduced them. They all waved hi and Megumi didn’t react rudely to what Gojo called him. “ oh sweetie we’re so glad you’re okay. My love.” Your mother said. Crying along with your father. You didn’t respond to anything. You just sat there in pain.

A month passed. You finally settled into your new dorm at your new school.

Your room was neat and beautifully decorated. Clean cut purple bedding. Perfect white furniture. Posters of Taylor Swift hung on the wall. Your bookshelf was decorated with all the merch you had of her. Along with books you actually need. “Nice set up.” Gojo said looking around. “Thank you sir.” You replied turning to face him. “ here’s your uniform. I put in a request to have it customized.” He said handing to you. “ you grabbed it looking at it. This is basically almost a mini skirt if I wear it.” You said feeling uncomfortable. “It covers a bit of your scars. The thigh high socks will perfectly hug you. The white spaghetti strap goes well with the navy long sleeves over it. I think it makes you look pretty.” He comments honestly. You were shocked he called you pretty but also doubt it. He probably said it because he feels sorry for you. “Change. Class starts in 2 hours. Don’t be late y/n” he said walking out closing the door behind him. You locked the door and started changing into your uniform. You stared at yourself in your body mirror. He was right the thigh high socks did hug you perfectly and the skirt was actually a skort. He probably knew your bottom would show during combat. The shirt was alright along with the navy sleeved added over it. It’s going to take a long time for you to get use to it. You felt so exposed and you hated that. Your hair was clipped back with two small strands let go at the front. You never wore make up. You thought it was pointless for some god apparent reason. As you put on your shoes you saw the clock. 15 minutes til class. You quickly grabbed your backpack and quickly got to class. You stood at the entrance taking a deep breath. This is it you thought. You walked in minding your own business.

Nobara smiled at you. “ Hi! Welcome to jujutsu high! I’m Nobara and these are the idiots Megumi and Itadori.”she said excited to finally have a girl on her team. From past experience you chose to not believe her. “I’m y/n l/n. Nice meeting you guys.” You replied. The boys waved hi. Megumi looked you up and down. At your previous school that meant bad news. Megumi was practically drooling because of you. He liked the puffy that showed from the socks and how the skirt was hugging your sides. The shirt showed a bit of cleavage. You made him choke. “Megumi sit down class starting.” He was called back to reality and quickly sat down. “Y/n introduce yourself and say a fun fact about yourself.” Gojo said. “ I’m y/n…a fun fact about me…I um..” you thought hard. “ I love Taylor Swift.” You said. “Really!? Holy shit finally I don’t have to hide my obsession. Twins!” Nobara said. “What’s your favorite album. 3 2 1” she counted down. You answered with Folklore and she responded with 1989. “Sit next to me.” She said. You smiled. Moving your things next to her. “ Ladies settle down. Finish the work we started yesterday.” He said. Yuji and Megumi went over to you girls making the desks into a circle. Megumi sat next to you. Everyone took their books out. “ um we’re on chapter 16. You have to read pages 150 to 165 then answer questions on pages 166 to 170.” He said. Helping you. Nobara and Yuji were surprised. Megumi is a quiet guy. Cares but doesn’t show it as much. “We can reread it.” Nobara said.

Mid way into class you guys worked on the questions together. “Question 10, which situation is best when there’s a people in the surrounding area during a fight?

A. Build a barrier around them causing protection.

B. Leading the curse into a unpopulated area

C. Leave a member behind to evacuate the area

D. None of the above” Yuji said. It was a crazy question for you. During missions your teammates didn’t care to help you. You were always on your own so you don’t know how to respond.

“Y/n go.” Nobara said putting you on the spot. “ well um..it’s messed up leaving a member behind..it wouldn’t help the situation. The curse could aim directly at them. Kill them and then who will protect the people. The barrier would help but only for a while due to the distance if the soccers leaves. Leading the curse to an unpopulated area is the best bet. There will be destruction of property but the people would be safe so B?” You explained. You had a headache just from answering that. “Alrighty we trust you.” Yuji said. They all answered B.

Gojo was looking over. Teamwork is always building. Quite quickly.

Days passed you were eating on the roof. Megumi showed up. “Why are you up here eating alone” he asked sitting down. “I always eat alone.” You responded feeling pathetic. “Not anymore. You’re doing great by the way. We’re all impressed.” He praised you. He never thought there was a day he’d praise someone. “ thank you for being nice.” You replied eating. “ I can’t imagine…what you’ve been through..I mean..your thighs..and your sleeves rose..we all like you here.” He said eating his food. You were taken a back. “L-Leave me alone that’s none of your business!” You yelled tears threatening to slip. “I don’t mean to offend you. I’m just saying you’re strong..you overcame all of it..and we do love having you here. We’re a team. Remember. Teammates care for each other.” He said rubbing your back. You calmed down and ate in silence.

At a distance Yuji, Nobara and Gojo saw Megumi rubbing your back. “She’s been here for 3 weeks and he’s hitting on her. I must be dreaming.” Nobara said. Yuji agreeing with him. “ He was drooling the first day of class.” Gojo commented. They all walked to the cafeteria.

Megumi burped loudly feeling embarrassed afterwards. You noticed his flushed cheeks and giggled “someone loved his lunch.” He turned his face away. “ Megumi..everyone burps.” You spoke sitting up.

You’re on your second month at jujutsu high. Stupid visitors decided to show up. Outside forced to see the assholes who hurt you. “Wow you look the same. Brave of you to wear that uniform. It shows your stomach fat.” Mai said. You just held your tears back. “Yeah I.. I’m planning to change it.” You said remembering all the events from the past. “ She looks so pretty. You’re just a skinny rude as bitch with no ass. I’d advise you to workout on your ass.” Nobara defended you. Maki showed up. “ see you’ve all met my sister.” She said annoyed. Mai looked offended and suddenly got angry. “ you’re defending someone like her?” Todo commented. “watch how you talk about her.” Megumi said getting very upset. “ Who are you? Her pathetic boyfriend?” Kasumi said. “ so what if I am?” He said throwing her against the wall. He lifted her from her neck. No one has seen Megumi this upset. Kasumi choked gripping onto his hand. She was kicking trying to release from his hold. She was about to be out of air until he tossed her away. Kasumi was coughing hard. “Watch how you talk to her and how you talk about her.” He said. As Mai was about to attack Maki blocked her. “Leave my people alone. Otherwise things won’t end nicely. I’m sure you wouldn’t want any of your friends dead.” You couldn’t believe what just happened. Megumi was choking someone and the sisters are treating each other like shit. “You okay?” Megumi asked. Nobara rubbed your back. “We’re with you. Don’t let them get to you. Plus there’s a lot more to love.” Yuji said hugging you. Megumi face screamed jealousy. “Thank you guys.” You said pulling away softly.

Two days went by they were hell. The games were so different and difficult this year. “I hope I didn’t scare you..I know I lost my mind. I don’t know where that came from.” Megumi said handing you tissues. You were crying to Taylor Swift. He knew she sang all of your feelings. You blew your nose. “It’s fine I’m happy you all defended me.” You kept crying. It’s what you needed. Let your emotions flow out. You guys laid down. He pointed at the stars. Random topics were talk about. As morning came you woke up. You were surprised you made it through the night.“I didn’t want to interrupt your sleep. Was I too loud?” he said. “ no no I woke up good ” You said embarrassed. Camping was fun. You couldn’t help but feel alive and calm . It was the weekend. You decided to camp out with Megumi. Nature helps emotions. He said that.

He was right. It showed you that you’re falling for Megumi. Hard. “Come on!” He yelled just over the river. As you caught some fish you headed back. Best meal made during a camping trip. “Mhm fuck this is good.” Meg said eating like he’s never eaten fish before. You finished your food rather quickly. “After this we’re going swimming. Did you bring a bathing suit? We do have a shower to clean up. I brought some shampoo and body wash.” He said. Megumi was very excited to see you in a bathing suit. He would be so lucky to see you in one. You could say he’s being perverted. “Yeah I did actually. A purple one. My favorite color.” You replied. He mentally noted your favorite color is purple. “Alright!” Yuji said scaring you both. “ guys the water is crystal clear. I took some photos.” Nobara said sitting down.

About an hour passed. The water was cold as fuck. “ Love the bathing suit by the way.” Yuji said giving you a thumbs up. “ Nobara chose it out. I was kind of doubtful about it.” You replied. “ you look great.” Nobara said giving you a hug. You love your friends. You saw Yuji’s displeased face looking on ground. You turned. “Great.” You commented. Nobara was also pissed off. “ shouldn’t you guys be training? Instead of being lazy?” Kasumi asked standing next to mai.You wanted the stupid games to end already. They need to get their shit and leave. “ Shouldn’t you go fuck yourself.” Yuji said. You guys laughed. This was just awesome to witness. “Hm? Mai shouldn’t you be worried about your life? Todo shouldn’t you be finding a girlfriend or are you too much of a pussy to be rejected?” Megumi was flabbergasted. “What about you momo? Shouldn’t be at hogwarts playing quidditch? Mechamaru shouldn’t you be worried about having a fucking plug pulled. Noritoshi shouldn’t you be impressing the right people? Playing your part.” Yuji said. They all just left. “ Yeah that’s what I thought!” He said. They were too defeated to even turn back and say something. You guys laughed. “ M-my stomach hurts” nobara said and kept laughing. “H-holy shit Itadori” you said.

The camping finally ended and you all went back to your dorms. You saw your ex classmates right at your door. Great those assholes don’t know how to let things go. “ What a nice surprise. You guys missed me?” You said setting your things down. Grabbing the keys out of your pocket. You heard the door open. “ No need for the key darling.” Mai said. “ You know that bathing suit…was something. It’s crazy how you think they’re your friends. I mean we’re honest about how you look. They straight up lie to your face. You’ll always look like a fat cow. You will never amount to anything. You will always be the last resort. The last person to be chosen or might not be chosen at all. You will never the best at anything. You know we all see how you look at Megumi. You should forget about finding love. No guy will ever love you. No guy will ever think you’re beautiful. You’ll never be fit for love. Literally. We decorated your room. Hope you like it.” Mai said. You cried. “ Cry baby.” Momo said leaving with them. You walked into your room. Your special bedsheets were torn. The albums you bought were broken. The posters were crumbled up on the floor. You saw your clothes on the ground with ink splattered on them. Your sketch book burned and this one crossed the line. The quilt your grandmother made for you, torn. You cried of sadness and of anger. “ Hey…” Megumi said. He looked at the decorated room they left behind. “M-egumi I- I can’t take this anymore.” You cried. He held you. He let you cry it out. 3 hours. It took 3 hours. You remember a line from Taylor’s recent album. Midnights. Vigilant shit. “ Don’t get sad, get even.” You whispered letting go of Megumi. “ huh?” He looked at you. He saw an expression on your face he’s never seen before. “ They’re going to pay. I have to get even. I am sick and tired of all their shit. I’ve had enough.” You said grabbing your bow and arrows. “ Don’t stoop so slow.” He said blocking the door. “ Megumi shut up and move.” Nobara said tossing him aside. “I’m all in. I have your back. Always.” You nodded and smirked. “ Gojo is going to lose his shit if you guys act up.” Megumi said looking at you worried. “Woah they’re so getting their ass beat.” Yuji said looking at your trashed room. “ We need a plan.” Megumi said.

After your amazing plan of stealing their clothes and burning them, putting nair in their shampoo, leaving them without toilet paper and breaking their tools. The next day the 4 of you sat in the principals office with Gojo. “You guys clearly don’t know how to behave. You’re out there acting like hooligans. Acting like you guys have no fucking home training. How dare you make such a scandal.” Principal Masamichi yelled and went on for about 25 minutes. “ well Gojo have anything to add. “Your punishment starts now. Get up clean our classroom. I want it spotless. All the tools in the school are to be cleaned as well. I don’t care how long it takes.”he said sternly. You all left the room and started cleaning like Cinderella. “ so…whose idea was it?” Gojo asked. “ the clothes was Nobara. The nair was y/n and Yuji. I did the toilet paper and tools.” Megumi replied. Gojo had a smirk on his face. “ Good job kids. You should’ve added food coloring into their body wash and lotions.” He replied. You guys smiled. “ Next time. For sure.” Yuji said. “ I’m in on it next time but you all are taking the blame if we get caught.” He said helping you guys clean.

Megumi x Chubby Reader

Pt.2

Apologies for errors.

Mentions: Body shaming, bullying, self harm , suicidal thoughts

After the whole punishment things went back to normal. The assholes were still visitors. “ Hey do you guys want to attend a party? It’s family one. 100% fun.” Nobara invited. “ when is it?” Yuji asked stretching. “ Tomorrow.” She replied. “ we’re going. Please.” She held your hands. You sighed. “ Alright well go. I just need to go shopping…for new clothes and bedsheets.” You replied with a frown. Going back to your dorm. You didn’t want to cause a depressing scene.

They day went by. Shopping was difficult. You struggled buying clothes. You’d constantly be going in and out of dress rooms. Everything was almost too much for you. The next day you were with your friends at Nobara’s family party. You guys did not understand the dress code. At all. You were overdressed along with Megumi and yuji.Nobara was the normal one. “ Nobara you said it was a family party. Not a hangout.” You said a bit nervous. “You guys are fine. Now let’s dance. Yuji come on. You’re my partner.” She said dragging him to the dance floor. She gave you a wink. She knew you had a crush on Megumi. You and Megumi stood there awkwardly for about 5minutes. A guy walked up to you. “You taking her to dance or can I take her?” He said. Megumi instantly went protective/jealously mode. “ Keep walking. She’s my partner.” He replied then took you out to dance. His actions made you blush. “ Keep your hands up here Yuji.” Nobara said replacing his hands on her waist. You couldn’t help but giggle. Only yuji would be brave enough to try that. You gasped as you felt Megumi’s hand on your waist. It felt strange. You were a bit uncomfortable. The touch was something unknown to you. “ relax your body. Follow me okay.” He said guiding you. You slowly got comfortable. The distance between your bodies decreased. You felt safe. You were at peace. He was too. Nobara sat down with Yuji. “ He’s down bad for her, you know that right?” He asked Nobara. She nodded at him and took out her phone. Snaps were heard. “ Nobara really. That’s a shitty angle. More to the right.”

“You’re doing great.” Megumi commented. “ Thank you.” The moon was out. Stars burning bright. “Are you glad we decided to come?” He asked making you twirl. “ Yeah. I’m having fun dancing with you.” The breeze made you shiver a bit. “ Are you cold?” He asked. “No I’m alright.” You didn’t want to stop dancing with him. You also didn’t want to embarrass if he gave you his coat and It wouldn’t fit. “After this…do you want to watch movies. In my room?” He asked. Your innocence showed. “Yeah that’s great.” You smiled. Once the song ended you guys sat down. Nobara and Yuji had stupid grins on their faces. You rolled your eyes.

Back at the dorms you all said your goodbyes. “Do you want to change?” Megumi asked you. “Yeah you can come in.” You said picking out some pjs and changed in the bathroom. Megumi couldn’t stop thinking on how sexy you’d look while changing. You took your makeup off and then walked out. “Do you just want to watch movies here?” He asked. That guy was getting so many ideas. You nodded and climbed into bed, turning on the Tv. He sat next to you getting comfortable. After 2 movies he finally decided to make a move. He touched your hand softly. “ Hey let’s take a break.” He said pausing the movie. You looked at him weirdly. Who takes breaks watching a movie you asked yourself. “ is there anything you want to do?” You asked shifting your body towards him. He stared at your lips. You noticed. “ Megs?” He leaned in. Your heart was beating fast. Your lips touched. Things were getting heated. “ M-megs.” You said. He didn’t care. You continued making out with him. Eventually he hovered over you. “ I’ve been waiting for this y/n.” He ran his hand up your shirt. You felt nervous and scared. “ Megumi! Wait!” You said moving his hand before it would touch your breast. He looked at your expression. “ I’m sorry y/n…lust took over me. I really like you. I went about it the wrong way didn’t I” He said. “ a little bit…I mean..I like you too. It’s just I’m a virgin. I’m not ready. I want it to be special. Sorry megs.” You replied. He nodded. He looked like a fuck boy. Asking you to watch movies then wanting to fuck you.

The next couple days passed. Very awkward.

“ you did what!?” Nobara yelled. “SShhh dude!” You yelled. No one would hear. The female dorms are almost sound proof. “ I can’t believe he would do such a thing it doesn’t even sound like Megumi. What the fuck. What happened next. Did it happen? Did you guys have sex?” She asked. You sighed, “ No we didn’t . It didn’t feel right to me. I don’t want my first time to happened after a party and movies. I want it to be special. I was also scared out of my mind.” You replied. “ You better have condoms ready. You never know. Maybe things could get very heated and you won’t care how it happens” Nobara said beginning to curl your hair. “ I don’t even know his..you know.. his size.” You said blushing. “ I mean it must be a good 6inches…maybe 7.5 since he’s a quiet one. The quiet ones always range from 7 and up.” She said. Your mind was just short circuiting. “ w-what! You think he could be bigger?” Nobara laughed and then it hit her. “ Wait. Hold up? After all that he didn’t ask you to be his girlfriend? What a piece of shit.” You couldn’t help but frown.

You thought maybe he only said he liked you because he wants to get in your pants. He just wants a good fuck. He wants a virgin and not some used up girl. Maybe he just wants your confidence to boost up? Maybe he pities you so he’s forcing himself to be nice.

No guy would ever want to have sex with you.

“ Hey Gojo…the female species like you..how do you..charm them?” Megumi asked. Swallowing his pride. “ I’m asking for a friend.” He quickly added. Gojo already knew Megumi drools over y/n. He raised the kid. “Right well tell your friend to be himself. If he really wants to show her even more. A little gift wouldn’t hurt. A few compliments. Flirt. Don’t over do it. Then it would make them look weird.” Gojo replied and looked at Megumi. He was actually typing it down. “Alright. Cool thanks. He really needs the help.” Megumi spoke. He stood up and as he walled away Gojo said, “ She really likes you Megumi. You’re doing great.” Megumi tensed up abit. “Really…d-..um..d-dad.” Gojo’s heart was happy. It was the first time Megumi called him Dad. He held his tears back. “ Yeah bud. Just go for it.” He replied. They both smiled and went on about their day.

Megumi decided to skip team training and go shopping for the perfect gift.

He knows you love art and Taylor swift. He walked into a shop. He went around the shop 5 times. “ are you buying something for your girlfriend?” A old lady asked. Megumi looked at her and nodded. “I’m struggling a bit.” He admitted. “ follow your heart young one.” She said and left. Megumi went to many stores. He found a beautiful red scarf. He decided to match it with a black cardigan. Once he bought it he was 100% sure you’d love it. A girl walked by with a Taylor swift shirt on. “ alright I’m buying her everything she previously owned of her merchandise.” The day went on forever.

“It’s almost lunch time what could this idiot be doing?” Yuji complained. He missed his best friend.

“Megumi i said to not over do it.” Gojo said seeing the presents. “This is not over doing it trust me.” He replied texting Nobara.

Megumi: Bring y/n to the classroom I’m asking her out.

Nobara: Holy shit okay.

“Guys come on I forgot my books. Come with me.” Nobara said. You and Itadori followed behind. You saw Gojo at the entrance. “Did we have team bonding today?” Itadori asked. Gojo grabbed you and forced you inside. You saw many gifts. “T-These are for you..from me..I really like you y/n. I have for a while. Do you want to be my g-girlfriend?” Megumi confessed. His cheeks were bright red and his palms were sweaty. You were shocked. Why would he buy gifts. All he had to do was ask.

Your negative thoughts popped up.

Maybe this is a fucking joke

He’s just playing games there’s probably nothing in those bags

He’s laughing at you

“I..um..no. No” you said. Everyone could feel the tension in the room and walked out leaving you both alone. “W-What?..why? I thought you liked me. Yo-you told m-me.” Megumi’s voice cracked. Tears slipped. “I really like y-you. Y-you’re mean. You confessed to me..this is mean.” He continued. The past is holding you back. All the actions and words said by your ex classmates haven’t gone away. “ I do like you Megumi so much..it’s that I’m scared..no one has seen me in a romantic way…I’m fat…I have chubby cheeks. My stomach fat is visible. My thighs are fat. Every time I sit down my fat rolls. It’s embarrassing. Next to anyone I look awful. Next to you…I’d only embarrassed you. You’re too good for me..I’m fat.”you replied crying. You didn’t know what else to do. “ I d-don’t care if you fat skinny or in between. I love your chubby cheeks. The way your thighs look with those thigh high socks..and your rolls are beautiful. It makes me smile. You’re too good for me. You’re just everything. You complete me. Before you I was..just quiet..didn’t do much..out of touch with the world..you changed that for me..you even gave me courage to finally call Gojo..dad..I really like you. I know all you said was the past that’s talking. Move forward with me. Please. Y/n let me love you.” He said taking your hands in his. He gripped them lightly wanting an answer from you.

Both of you cried ugly.

“ y-yes okay..yes!” You said. He held you in his arms. Gojo gave Megumi a thumbs up from the window. Itadori took photos and Nobara was losing her mind on how freaking cute that was. “ there’s more to love. Now open your gifts.” Megumi said while letting go. The team walked in. Itadori started recording. “Spoiling your girlfriend already.” Yuji said. You took out the red scarf and the black cardigan. “ holy shit I know exactly what to pair this with!” You said. “The black jeans and the booties!” Nobara yelled. You nodded opening a box. You gasped. “Megumi you did not. You got me all the albums I had!?” You asked. Almost dying in the process. “ RIP ME I DIED DEAD!!” You yelled saying it in unison with Nobara. The guys just stared at you girls in a wtf face. You opened another box. All the Taylor cardigans with the cassettes and a cassette player. You couldn’t believe this shit. You basically got what you had and even more Taylor merchandise. “This one is extra special.” He said. You opened the box and took out the quilt and cried. “I used the T-shirt’s your grandma used…I remembered them and bought them brand new..I did prick myself a lot. It was not easy.” Megumi said. You’re definitely keeping him forever. This is the sweetest thing on earth. You called your grandma. “Grandma. I’m gonna die. You remember the guy I talked to you about. I’m dating him now. He fucking recreated the quilt you made me.” You said. “ That’s very sweet of him. He’s head over heels for you. Definitely a keeper. That’s funny there was a boy going crazy for finding a perfect gift.” Your grandma responded. “He was very handsome. Nice black hair with blue eyes. He wore a school uniform.” She said. You smiled realizing it’s Megumi she was talking about. “Wow grandma you can remember him but not my favorite song” you said teasing her. “ I’m happy for you sweetie bring him over for dinner one day. I have to see my show. Bye.” She hung up. “Y-You talked to her about me?” Megumi teased. “Shut up…” you replied. He gave you a quick kiss. “My Megumi is all grown up.” Gojo said snapping photos. “Definitely scrapbooking these.” Megumi groaned. “Dad stop. You’re embarrassing me.” “Oh hush Megumi. Let him be. Now that you’re officially my boyfriend we’re going on a date. Right now.” You both held hands leaving the room. “ Bunny.” Megumi said. “ Kitten.” You replied. “Where are we going?” He asked. “I’d go anywhere with you. Mhm let’s get lunch.” You replied. Being with Megumi feels good. Natural. Like the universe wanted it to be.

Future dates:

1) pottery date

2) arcade

3) baking together

4) cute picnic

5) eating too much and throwing up

6) painting portraits of each other

7) decorating phone cases

8) bungee jumping

9) romantic dinner

10) roller skating

JJK GUYS X READER HAVING A MISCARRIAGE

Pt.1

Megumi

“You both are young to have a kid. I don’t support it.”your mother said. “ all due respect ma’am it’s our decision. Especially hers. It’s her body.” Megumi spoke and with that you grabbed all your things and moved in with him and Gojo. Time went on by then fuck.

“ Megumi! Umi!” You yelled seeing the sheets and your stained shorts. He rushed in shocked seeing what’s in front of him. Gojo came in behind him. “W-what?” You said. “Miscarriage…” Gojo said leaving the room feeling hurt that his son who was excited to be a dad have this happen. You and Megumi held onto each other crying. Mourning. “I-it’s okay. We’ll be okay. Don’t hold anything back. Cry.” He said. He stayed strong. Crying along with you but strong.

Nanami

“N-Nanami…return the clothes..we won’t be n-needing them anymore” you said voice cracking. Tears running down your cheeks. He took the hint. Immediately held you in his arms tightly. “I love you and our little one..I’m sorry this happened to us.” He said. He didn’t cry but his feelings were bursting out. He told himself he has to stay strong to make sure you won’t shut down. “Our baby is gone” you cried. Heartbroken. You both were. “It hurts..we can try again once we’re ready. I love you y/n.” He said.

Gojo

“ why haven’t you told me?” He confronted you. He was hurt. Hurt that he lost his baby. Hurt that he has bad news for Megumi. He was also excited. “I…I didn’t know how. Y-you were so happy and…I couldn’t ruin it for you.. I panicked!” You responded crying. Leaning on the table feeling faint. Gojo walked over holding you up. “Shh sweetheart..everything is going to be okay. I’m here. I won’t lie and say that it’s going to be easy but I know we will be okay. I promise.” He said. Helping you sit on the couch. Megumi walked in checking your pressure, pulse and oxygen levels. “Mom..we’re getting through it as a family.” He said.

don’t disturb megumi he’s in his emo hours (´༎ຶོρ༎ຶོ`)

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Have a good day/night U^ェ^U

*eating some random snack on the couch*

Megumi:… hey?

You: wassup megumi?

Megumi: uhhh…I have feelings for you.

You: *choking on snack* w-what? *cough cough*

*megumi walks away*

*30 mins later*

You: where did he go?

*spots him*

You: Hey! Megumi!

Megumi: …shit…

You: so? about earlier?

Megumi: don’t worry about it

Megumi: I was just having a moment of weakness

You: …

*leaves you overthinking*

Megumi: …so you’re still not gonna talk to me?

You: *looks at him and rolls eyes*

Megumi: ughhhhhh!!! Fine, you win!!!

You: *arches brow in confusion*

Megumi: …shit, I suck at apologizes, so…..unfuck you or whatever…idk, just talk to me; please (T . T)

You: *smiles and giggles softly* hahahaha, you’re such a d♡ck…. *pulls him in for a hug*

Megumi: *hugs you tightly and inhales your sweet aroma* I am a d♡ck.

ACADEMIC RIVALS | FUSHIGURO MEGUMI x READER

summary: reader is annoyed particularly after their classmate megumi copies their answer. they have a rivalry that carries into high school, something shocking is revealed about megumi

content warnings: light n' slight cursing, reader is lowkey petty and a bully, first story ever type writing

NEW SCHOOL, Same bullshit. Same lame ass teachers that think they know every damn thing, Same students forced to be in a legal prison for 7 hours straight, Same assignments that take longer to finish than the class, and same stupid icebreaker questions no one cares about. It is only your third or fourth year in elementary school, and you already want to graduate college. Maybe if you're smart enough I can graduate extremely early and leave this school that's full of sh- "We're waiting for your answer" You spaced out again? that's like the fifth time today "I'm sorry, what was the question?" You were so wrapped up in your thoughts about graduating you forgot to listen for your name for icebreaker questions.  

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" Easy question. "A doctor" It has been your dream career since you were 5. You've always wanted to be a doctor for as long as you can remember, it was the reason you pushed so hard in school despite being in the third grade. "Wow, our first doctor! Wonderful choice." You felt special that you were the only person who said you wanted to be a doctor. It was granted since most people in the class had stupid answers like "A fairy princess" or "A dog". Yeah, the kids in your class were that dumb. "Ok, last person. Megumi, what do you want to be when you grow up?"  

Megumi? That's a dumb name. He wasn't difficult to spot because anytime someone's name was called the whole class would stare at them. He looked like he wasn't paying attention at first, looking out the window. He was the supposed "smart kid" of the class. Not smarter than you of course but to you he just looked quiet. He also looks like he would pick his nose to be honest but hey, don't judge a book by its cover? He stuttered as he spoke, "uhm...uh a doctor?"  

Who does this kid think he is? He just stole your answer. You just heard this kid speak and you’ve already decided he’s your biggest enemy. “Oh, now there’s two doctors in the class.” No there’s not. This wannabe will never be a doctor. He wishes he was me. “Alright class, take out your notebooks and we’ll start the lesson for today.” You turned to look at him with a stank face which doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He furrows his eyebrows at you in confusion and you mouth to him “I hate you.” 

And that’s all it took for your rivalry to start. It was always a competition with the two of you. Although Megumi was a smart kid, you were smarter. For example, he might know grass is green, but you knew it was chlorophyll that made it green. He could be able to the time on a digital clock, but you could tell the time with an analog clock with roman numerals.  

After that day in third grade, you’ve both spoken 264 words to each other within the years you guys have known each other. A few exchanged that time you bumped into each other in the hallways which was dismissed with a “Oh, my bad” and “Watch where you’re going”. The other 254 being when you had a science project with him which your teacher conveniently paired the both of you together. 

 Was this “rivalry” really because he said he wanted to be a doctor back in the third grade? Sadly yes. You both are in your first year of high school and you still haven’t let it go. But in all honestly, Megumi hopes you don’t let it go. Before your rivalry, he never really felt a reason to go above and beyond in school. If he had A’s and B’s, he was set for the year. However, you pushed him to do better, seeing as you were always competing. He does think the reason this started is stupid. But he wouldn’t have it any other way.  

The reason for that isn’t just because of his grades improving, It’s also because he’s madly in love with you. 

xoxodivine©

Nightmare frights

You had a dream where they died foreshadowing.. !manga spoilers!!

Including- Gojo, geto, megumi

Pt 1

Gojo

Geto

Megumi

-you breaking their stuff (accidentally)

Including- satoru, kento, megumi

Satoru

Kento nanami

Megumi fushiguro

pairing: fushiguro megumi x reader

genre: fake dating, friends to lovers, humour, fluff, when a pretentious relationship becomes the real deal

an: fake dating with megumi? sexy ;)

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how it all began:

“Megumi, I — I know this might be too much of a favour to ask from you ... but could you please be my boyfriend for a month?”

The instant you blurt out your request, he almost chokes on lukewarm cup of tea in his hands. Blinking for a few seconds, the raven attempts to gather his thoughts, pondering whether this is just another one of Itadori’s and Nobara’s antics to get him riled up. Yet discerning the pleading, serious glint in your eyes, he is positive that you aren’t just planning to mess around with him.

“... why? Pretty sure you have other people you could ask for help —“

“Please! I can’t think of anyone else but you to help me with this ...”

Having said that, you fall silent. As much as Megumi tries to keep himself out of unnecessary trouble, he just couldn’t muster the words to turn you down. Perhaps it is the inkling of curiosity that get the better of him, making the raven wonder what got you into this predicament. Nevertheless, he isn’t the type to poke his nose into other’s business; and as long as you aren’t ready to tell him the reason for doing so, he wouldn’t press on about it.

After all, everything is an act and it is just going to last for a month. Nothing could go wrong. Right?

dating megumi would be:

poor boy is clueless with anything related to love so he has ABSOLUTELY no idea what to do. Tries to avoid going to gojo for advice as much as he can but he eventually gives up LMAOOO

megumi isn’t a particularly expressive person and doesn’t show lots of physical contact with you in public, which makes it hard to convince itadori and the others about your “relationship” with the raven (because none of the would expect him to be the first one to find a partner)

literally freezes every time you initiate any form of contact with him, even if it’s just accidentally brushing against his hands. the first time you unintentionally fall asleep on his shoulder, thinking that it’s nothing more than normal things couples do, megumi feels like he’s about to pass out someone save him I swear

even if he knows all of this isn’t real, he still does his best to be a good boyfriend and plays his role well, gradually opening up to you bit by bit (not like he hasn’t done it before, he just becomes a lot more comfortable around you without knowing after all of this started)

probably everyone already mentions this but he would definitely summon his demon dogs for you to play with

the most he’s going to do for PDA would probably be linking your pinky with his or holding hands. moments when he would show his vulnerable side to you would only be reserved behind closed doors

late night talks become a lot more common as the two of you lie on his bed, discussing about anything both of you could think of

both of you would share a closer bond, now that you and him are in a fake relationship; the two of you would always be there for one another, lending a shoulder for each other to cry on in the dead of the night when the tipping point is reached

unknowingly smiles a little more just for you

growing up without the comfort and warmth of a complete family, megumi learns to conceal his emotions for the sake of protecting his older sister and those around. he is often the one saving others, yet at times — the raven just want someone to hold him in their arms, reminding him that everything would be alright (with the person being nobody other than you ;))

becomes a little more bold with compliments because the inkling of mischief inside megumi likes to see you utterly flustered as he praises you for no reason

he doesn’t get jealous easily. you and him are simply just faking the relationship, why would he waste his time thinking about how this one guy leans a little too close towards you to his liking, or how you and your other male friends flirt with one another for fun? even so, his heart would sink a little every time he sees you spending time with others but not him

tries to brush aside the emotions and deny that he has feelings for you, but they grow stronger with time, eventually getting the better of him. slowly, it starts to affect his daily performance; even the others around him notice how the raven has been acting queer lately

megumi’s mind would wander off to think about you every now and then, his overthinking tendencies kicking in as he wonders if the thought of being in an actual relationship with him has ever crossed your mind

how it ended:

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, much to his displeasure. He should’ve been relieved that all of this is over, that he finally doesn’t need to keep up with the act or wear a facade in front of anyone anymore. Everything is over, and life would move on. Yet what is this sinking feeling in his chest? What is with the lingering melancholy at the back of his head?

“Megumi, I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done in the past month. Thank you so much for helping me through this. I know it’s weird for me to say so, but I hope you don’t mind both of us being friends again —“

“I don’t think I can do that, y/n.”

The chaste response takes you off guard, with the raven slowly approaching you, backing you up into a corner. In close proximity, you are basked in an endless sea of midnight blue; with his fluttering eyelashes tickling your cheeks as he leans forward — being merely inches away from you, you could feel heat rising to your cheeks.

“Wha — what do you mean?”

“Over the past month, I’ve found myself falling hopelessly for you. At first I thought the feelings arise because you and I were in a fake relationship; but then I realise that all the sparks of emotions that have been rekindled whenever we are together are raw — are real. I fall in love with who you are: your talents, your personality, you. If that’s the case, why play pretend ... when our love is real?”

Time pauses for an instant the moment he voices out his confession. Eyes widened and jaw dropped, you think your ears have been deceiving you.

This couldn’t be happening —

“y/n, would you date me — only that our relationship is real this time?”

In spite of the shock, you slowly regain composure; flashing a genuine smile at the pair of earnest, mesmerising eyes, you don’t even need to think twice to tell Megumi your answer.

“I’d love to,” Throwing yourself into his chest, you snuggle your face into your newfound partner’s neck as both of you relish your first embrace as official lovers. “lover boy.”

ᡣ𐭩 THAT A WOMAN LIKE THAT WAS REALLY INTO ME ᡣ𐭩

[•~LONER!MEGUMI X POPULARGIRL!READER FLUFF~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

[•~synopsis: turns out working with the pretty loner boy isn't that bad~•]ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

"sorry y/n, we can only work in groups of 2. and me and nobara kinda already decided we were gonna work together..." yuji explains, nervously fiddling with his jacket zipper. you sigh loudly, obviously disappointed your two best friends were paired up together. "it's fine... I'll work with someone else..." you say, looking around the room.

it wasn't like you didn't have any friends, quite the opposite actually. you maintained decent friendships with mostly everybody in the classroom, casually saying hi to them occasionally or making small talk. but the one thing you realized was that everybody already had their own partners. everyone had their own groups and cliches. and for first time since forever, you felt like loner kid.

you were very well known at the school, everybody knew who you were. positively and negatively everyone knew you. and most of the students loved you. you were really kind and sweet and didn't mind standing up for some. but that didn't mean you knew everybody.

as you search the classroom for a partner you notice one person who wasn't in a group, -megumi fushiguro. you felt a rush of adrenaline through your veins. for starters, it was hard to talk to megumi, heck you didn't even know he could talk. he never really spoke to anybody at the school, and he usually kept to himself. so it was hard for you to introduce yourself to him, since you couldn't tell how he'd respond.

you nervously walk over to him, which was odd for you. usually you were a social expert. you never had anxiety talking to anyone, but something about megumi made you so nervous and scared. you sit right next to him, he looks over at you,somewhat confused. you clear your throat before speaking, "hey I'm Y/N, and I don't have a partner so I was wondering if you wanted to be partners with me?" you ask nervously. you probably stuttered about 12 times in that whole sentence.

the strong scent of his cologne traps your nose as he turns to face you fully, he responds with a "sure.." his voice was deep and quiet, this was probably the first time you've ever heard him speak to you before. you smile warmly at him and pull your phone out "great! so can I get your number so we can talk about it?" you ask, voice smooth and sweet.

you and megumi both agreed to meet up at a local coffee shop to start the project, you were so excited. you weren't too sure why either, but you wanted to make sure you looked your best for him. so you made sure to put on the best outfit you had, and perfect your makeup. you walk into the coffee shop, and you notice megumi in a booth in a corner.

you join him, humming a warm "hey!!" he responds with a small quiet 'hi' and you two begin to work. you noticed megumi wasn't wearing his usual black hoodie, no instead he had on a black shirt with some grey sweats. you wouldn't deny that he looked really good in them. but you had to focus right now.

as you two began to work, researching topics and facts you guys began to talk. usually you would start the conversations but you didn't mind. you found out so much about him. he seemed to be a basic guy, but he was far from it. megumi was actually really smart and funny. making you laugh a couple times. he loved anime and sports.

megumi wasn't so quick to open up to strangers though. usually he would shut them down quickly, responding to any of their questions with limited words. but you, it was different. ever since you sat next to him yesterday, you were the only one in his mind. he couldn't eat sleep or do anything without thinking about you. you were the only person he really wanted to talk to.

but megumi wasn't the only who was heads over heel, you simply couldn't function without thinking about him. ever since that project, megumi was all that you could think about. and everybody could notice.

"y/n? hellooo...?" nobara calls out, waving a hand in front of your face, you quickly snap out of your daydream. "huh?? oh sorry what was going on??" you reply frantically. yuji laughs and Nobara sighs loudly. "gosh, y/n what's gotten into you lately??" she asks "you're always so spaced out it's kinda weird " yuji adds. your cheeks turn rosy pink and you look away shyly. "w-what do ya mean? I've been normal!' you exclaim, although your lie was far from convincing.

yuji giggles and whispers loudly into nobara's ear, loud enough where you could hear though. "bet it's that fushiguro kid!" he snickers. nobara laughs at his comment. you scoff "it's not him!!" you defend, your face now tomato red. "ohh sure... like you two weren't flirting with your eyes yesterday in science..." nobara replies sarcastically. "oh megumi! you're so handsome!! my honey bunny bear!!!" yuji mocks, pretending to be you. nobara adds on to the gag by replying in an obviously fake deep voice "I love you to sugar plum cupcake princess, mwah mwah mwah!!" she chuckles

yuji and nobara burst out laughing after a moment of staring at each other. you cover your face with your hands, completely done with their bullshit. it wasnt like you and megumi were a thing!? you guys were just friends and that's it. but a part of you wishes you were so much more. so much more than simple friends. wishing that instead of daydreaming about going on cute dates with him, holding his rough yet soft hands, and kissing those pink lips they could all just come to life...

and just as you thought this day could not get any worse, megumi approaches your table. you completely forgot you also had the same lunch period with him. you nervously look back up at him, he himself was a cherry red too. he definitely heard nobara and yuji's dumb comments. "hey y/n... can we talk in private?" he mumbles, hands fiddling with each other.

yuji and nobara share shocked looks with each other, jaws completely dropped. "um.. sure" you say warmly, your eyes twinkling at the sight of him, a rush of adrenaline overtaking you. you begin to get up from your seat to go follow megumi, so he could privately chat with you, but as you start to follow megumi nobara calls out loudly, "use protection guys!!!"

you take a deep breath, you were so going to slap the shit out of both of them when you were done. you and megumi stand out in the hallway, both extremely nervously. megumi loudly clears his throat before beginning his sentence, " y/n..." he mumbles

"yes megumi?..." you mutter. then suddenly megumi holds both of your hands together , his soft yet rough palms holding onto both of your dainty fingers. he looks right into your eyes, you could tell what he was about to say took him so much courage to say. both of your hearts raced, frantically beating. "y/n... I love you. I can't hide it anymore. ever since we've met, you've always been so special to me. something was so attractive about you I couldn't get enough of it. you're the prettiest kindest and the most caring girl I've ever met before... so please may I be yours?" megumi says, now really close to you, breath hitting the side of your neck.

the sight in front of you was so precious and appalling. and it all hit you so quickly. no way the quiet megumi fushiguro, the same guy who couldn't even mumble a single word in class just confessed his love for you. you were so taken back, your heart melting at his words. you grin warmly "of course-" you squeal, leaning in to giving him a kiss, only for him to do the same. his arms snaking around your waist swiftly, your arms racings around his neck. the whole scene seemed to play out just like a romance anime. it was like the world paused right there for the two of you.

"TOLD YA!!!" yuji squeals "give me my money now bitch" yuji demands, a cunning grin washing all over his face. nobara sighs "fine!" she scoffs handing the money over to yuji.

6:00

Megumi x reader

Part II,Part III

𝕭𝖊𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖊: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬,𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭,𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐤.

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6:00,that was the time he gave up on you.

People always said how a marriage life has a lot of ups and downs,but at the end of the day,love will create a way throughout the storm.But unfortunately,this wasn't the case for you and your husband,now ex-husband Megumi

You have been noticing how he would always come later than usual,claiming that he had to do 'overtime' work or that he had loads of 'paperwork' to do.But you knew that there was someone else,someone better,for whom he was willing to give up on his loyal wife for,for whom he was willing to miss your wedding anniversary for.

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6:00 and Megumi still wasn't home.Suddenly,the door opened.

"I told you not to wait for me,"Megumi said,his cold face not looking at you.

"I know.But i wanted to know if you were going to eat,"you said.

"I don't want to.I am not hungry."he went to the shower to relax,but you knew that it was just to escape your questionings.

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"FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE,Y/N! I HAVE A LIFE! CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!?"Megumi yelled at you.

"BUT I'M YOUR WIFE MEGUMI. DON'T I HAVE THE RIGHT TO KNOW WHY MY HUSBAND KEEPS COMING LATE,WITH LIPSTICK STAINS ON HIS COLLAR!?"you cried.

"Tch.You want to know something?"he looked at you,his deep piercing for what seemed like the first time in ages.

You should have just left the conversation to be,and not to indulge much into the subject.But at the same time,if you didn't stay,you wouldn't have known what he thought of you,the reason why he would always distance himself from you.

"I fell in love with someone else."

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But even though,you never gave up.Even after he literally pushed you out of the house to settle with his new girlfriend,you still didn't give up on messaging him first thing in the morning,wishing him a happy birthday on the specific days.

'Stupid',your friends used to say.How can a beautiful woman like you lower herself to the point of begging such a douchebag?

'Love makes you do stupid things,'you would always say,with a warm smile that hides a painful agony and lots of self-hatred,but only you would know that.

Because at the end of the day,it was your marriage,yours to fix. Beside,no one would be able to understand the burning pain that was present inside your chest each time you would think of him.

'Just move on already,love someone else,you deserve so much better'

Where's the lie? Didn't you deserve love? Didn't you deserve to move on and to live with someone who will love you with an ethereal admiration and not just a temporary feeling of compassion?But would you be able to love someone the same way you loved Megumi?

'I am not ready yet.'you would say.

5:06,the clock read.

It was now the time for you to deliver Megumi some pastries that you baked.You would always come to give him fresh clothes and small gifts at his workplace,leaving them outside his office and pass incognito because you knew that he wouldn't take them knowing that they are from you.But you cared for him.You knew how much he worked and how hungry he might get.You knew how exhausted he might be and that's the reason why you keep bringing him clean and warm clothes,especially during winter.

Even though,he had someone else to take care of him,you always found time to bring him gifts.

You entered the big cooperation where Megumi has been the CEO of for more than 5 years already.Upon seeing you,the receptionist gave you a pitiful smile.

"Good morning Mrs Y/N.Are you going to deliver things for Mr.Fushiguro again?"she asked,noticing the two bags of fresh clothes and pastries.

"Yes I am."

You walked alongside the corridor where Megumi's office was.You noticed the small table on which you usually laid the presents.

But suddenly,the door of the office opened,revealing none other than Megumi.

His eyes looked at you and looked at the bags full of clothes that you were holding.His eyes widened upon realising that it was you,who were bringing those small gifts to him all this time.

But what you didn't expect was the way his eyes were burning in anger.You did knew that he might get angry if he learnt that the provider of all these little needs was you.He clearly stated last time he saw you bringing him pastries that he doesn't want to have anything to do with you.But did you expect him to straight up grab the bags that you were carrying and throw them on the floor?No,you didn't.

Because the man that you were seeing infront of you was no longer the one you fell in love with.He was no longer the warm man who would kiss you early in the morning and who would cook you breakfast.He was no longer the man who would say 'my love,don't leave' but is the one who would forced you to get out of his sight.

"I think that you didn't get me right last time."Megumi started talking but you were too focused on the pastries that were laying crushed on the ground.

"But those little things won't make me love you again,"he said.

Your legs felt numb and fell on the floor,picking up what was left of the pastries you baked for him from the dirty parquet.You were at least thankful for the tears that were blurring your vision.They prevented you from seeing the massacre Megumi made with all the effort you pulled out to make a perfect frame with the photos of all the good moments you spent together.

After taking everything and putting them in your bags,you trembled while walking towards the door and opened it.

6:00 the clock read

6:00,that was the time he gave up on you

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