out of breath, you run down the stairs of the train station, praying with baited breath as you hope for some kind of miracle that you make it down there in time.
you softly bite your tongue, flying off of the last three steps and thankfully landing on your feet. so with your last muster of power, you run into the doors of the train and just as soon as you get in the doors behind you shut close causing you to yelp in surprise.
your eyes are wide open, a bit rattled by the sudden shut of doors that could have been the potential cause of your death whereas the people buzz around you. but your surprise it dies quick when the train moves in an instant causing you to move somewhere else with closed eyes and be pressed up against something.
“shit.” a quiet curse is what you hear right infront of you when you get pressed up against something, potentially someone. you open your eyes to look at who cursed, and when you do open your eyes, your eyes instantly meet with ocean blue eyes.
awe is written in your hues as you look at the dark blue lashes that adorn these ocean eyes. you‘re captivated like a criminal behind bars in these eyes. it’s beautiful like the sky on a clear summer day, making you feel like you’re being rained by sunshine and happiness. however, your adoration is cut short when the beholder clears their throat and looks away.
you finally snap out of it and realize how much you‘ve been staring. you mutter a low apology underneath your breath, looking away. however, you look once more and see the whole face of the person who stands before you. you study their features quietly, marking them one by one and adoring how much they compliment each other. from the blue eyes, dark blue lashes, pointed nose, red lips, perfect jaw, he definitely looks like a model. much like the man who had been occupying your mind these days.
it surely does look like him. maybe next time you see each other you‘d tell him about this person who looks like him. you smile to yourself hoping that you’d see him again, though you hold that though and look at the person once again.
wait a minute.
“… megumi?”
surely it‘s him. you cannot be mistaken. how could you be? it‘s the infamous fushiguro megumi from your wednesday and friday math class, the one who got assigned as your project partner for the last semester‘s project, the very same man who has been in your head all day long.
“hi,” shyly he responds to the uncertain call, his eyes avoiding contact with yours. you raise a brow as you wonder what could be wrong with him. just a few weeks back, both of you would have been chatting at a nearby café, yet here he is looking away, not even greeting properly.
“how‘re you?” you strike up the conversation starter, hoping to talk with the pretty boy before you leave for your stop and never see him again. yet your attempts fall in vain when he does not even speak a word to you, simply nodding and muttering silently to himself; not even to you.
a frown makes its way to your face as you wonder what had happened between the time you weren‘t together for him to not even speak a word to you. had you doke something wrong? or something to upset him? you do not know.
as thoughts clog your head, you don‘t notice how a certain dark haired man looks at you. he too, is mesmerized by the way you look. it hasn‘t been too long since you haven’t seen each other, yet megumi thinks it‘s been centuries.
after having spent time with you, he can‘t seem to forget the way your eyes glimmer when you look at him. or the way you purse your lips and furrow your brows when you make a mistake, and most especially the way your eyes shine bright like stars when you‘ve done something right.
and it doesn’t help that earlier this morning he had thought about bringing you your favourite sweet— that you had mentioned before— to class tomorrow, and here you are right in-front of him in the most awkward position possible.
“‘m sorry if i‘m cursing to much,” he can‘t help the apology that falls past his lips. meanwhile you don‘t know what he‘s apologizing for. so with a cocked brow, you look up and show a confused face.
“i‘m a bit too close and this train is too tight, so— uh— our situation really isn‘t the most comfortable one.”
“wait, too close?”
and then it dawns upon you. you look down and around to see the amount of people around, it actually is crowded in the train. but that is not where your attention lies at. you attention lies in the proximity between you both.
you hadn‘t noticed earlier, but now you have. you‘re back up against the door with megumi standing right in-front of you. you‘re caged between him and his right arm and left as he tries to back up a bit to not be so pressed against you, but it does him no justice as the train moves too much, and with every little movement the more he is pressed against you.
“oh.” in realization of the situation, you mutter. megumi can‘t help but chuckle at the face you make as your cheeks heat up and so does the tip of your ears. suddenly, you‘re hyper aware of what is going on. “haha.. don‘t— worry..”
“i hope its fine—”
“more than fine!” you say, albeit too loud. your eyes go wide once more and then you finally realize what you had said, immediately you start to ramble every excuse that pops into your head. “i mean— it‘s okay. don‘t worry like it‘s natural the train is packed, like don’t apologize really! there’s nothing to be sorry for, this proximity does not disturb me. in fact, we can even go like to a date after this—”
“you want to go on a date with me?” megumi cuts you off mid ramble and you look up at him, meeting his eyes as you once again realize you had spoken without filtering your words. but now, there is no taking it back anymore, you‘ve gone to far in and there‘s no way of return.
“.. i mean‘t what i said..” you nod slowly. and then, when you least expect it, a smile makes its way to his face. there‘s a glint in his eyes as he nods at your words, leaning in a bit more as he presses his lips softly against your cheek.
❀ A/N: sorry if this is bad, I still have to learn how to write headcanons lol
❀ Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Milk – Coffee
❀ Published:25.02.2021
✧ I love this boy so much
✧ but let‘s be real, Megumi would be too shy to really ask you out
✧ it would be more like “Hey (Y/N), you wanna catch some coffee?”
✧ will definitely act like it’s not a date, but deep down he really wants to ask you out properly
✧ his excuse would be that he wants to talk to you about the upcoming mission
✧ he would take you on a walk to a really nice and rather small coffee shop
✧ the walk would be quiet at first, Megumi has some problems talking to you because every time he glances over to you his ears would turn red
✧ he’s just not trusting his voice right now
✧ so it’s your mission now to start a conversation
✧ I see Megumi as a milk-coffee kinda guy, so when you two enter the coffee shop he gets two milk-coffee’s – he insists to pay (he wants that date feeling… poor buy is just so shy)
✧ “wait! do you even like milk-coffee?”
✧ “yes, that’s totally fine” you said while trying to hide a small giggle
✧ it would be so obvious that Megumi is nervous, pls just go with the flow and take the milk-coffee
✧ after you two got your order you sat yourself at a small table with only two chairs in a rather quiet corner
✧ it would be up to you again to start a conversation because poor guy Megumi is just starring at his coffee, grabbing it with both his hands
✧ do be fair, the conversation wouldn’t be that romantic – you both would probably talk about different fighting styles, Megumi would tell you about that new cursed weapon he borrowed from Maki
✧ he would love to just sit there and listen to you talk about life, so when you told him a story about that one prank Yuuji and you pulled on Satoru last week he zoned out, starring at your hands laying on the table
✧ he just wants to grab and hold them so so bad
✧ decides not to, because he doesn’t want to ruin the situation
✧ (just tell him that you like him so he can hold your hand damn it)
✧ when you both finished your coffee the sun already started to set
✧ so on your walk back to school it got kinda chilly
✧ “are you cold?” he’d ask you, eyeing you up and down
✧ “nah it’s fine”
✧ but he could see that you tried to warm up your hands by sliding them under your arms
✧ sadly Megumi couldn’t offer you a jacked because both of you are only wearing a hoodie (boy should have been prepared)
✧ “give me your hand” he said surprised by himself
✧ you hesitated for a second but stretched out your hand that’s on Megumi’s side
✧ but instead of holding it, he grabbed it and put it in the pocked of his hoodie together with his own hand
✧ now it was your time to turn red “t-thank you” you stumbled over your own words
✧ he didn’t say anything but the smile on his face said everything – still insecure he scratched the back of his neck with his free hand
✧ back at the dorms you just looked at each other, not knowing what tho say
✧*should I just say “bye”?* (no Megumi you should not)
✧ you wrapped your arms around the boy in front of you, hiding your blushed face in his chest
✧ he instantly tensed up, but after a few seconds he was able to slowly hug you back
✧ tomato Megumi
✧ “so… was that a date?” you mumbled in his chest
✧ “ a – a date?”
✧ “yeah, a date”
✧ “do you want it to be one?” he asked you quietly, still hugging you
✧ you just nodded you head, not trusting your voice
✧ so he just hugged you even harder and put his chin on your head
✧ “well… then I guess it was a date”
A/N
I hope you liked this headcanon. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.
❀Summary: Megumi was hurt on his last mission so you took it in your own hands to take care of him!
❀A/N: If I mix up the names I’m sorry, I watched Jujutsu Kaisen in three different languages and the names get mixed up a lot. I’m not a native English speaker speaker so there will be mistakes (feel free to correct me)
❀Pairings: Megumi x Reader
❀Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Blood / Bad Language
❀Published:11.02.2021
❀Words:1.742
You couldn’t believe it.
Megumi just came back from a mission that Gojo gave him a few days ago but he won’t let you allow see him. He came back a few hours ago and went straight to his room, not even looking you in the eyes. You just wanted to know if he was fine but he kept blocking every social interaction.
All you knew was that the mission included a grade 1 curse while Megumi was a grade 2 sorcerer so this shit didn’t even make sense. You were really worried, not knowing what happened.
“Megumi? Can I please come in?” it’s the fifth time now that you are were standing in front of his closed door. Shifting on your feet you waited quietly until you heard his stern voice replying. “No you can’t. Now please leave me alone.” Wow that hurt. A frustrated sigh leaving your mouth. Your best friend could be so stubborn its incredible.
Deciding if you should go to your room or just try again you saw Yuuji approaching you. “Yo!” he waved at you “He won’t let you in either?”
“No, I don’t know whats going on with him. So you also tried to talk too him?” you sigh, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. Looking at Yuuji you noticed that he also seemed kind of worried. You remember how happy he was when you first met him, this boy has definitely changed a lot.
“Well he told me to fuck off.” he said laughing. “HE SAID WHAT?”
Yuuji let out a loud laugh. “I guess he’s just really exhausted, we should give him a break and try again later” Thinking about what he just said you bit your lip. Maybe he was right and Megumi was just really tired. We’re probably just annoying him right now.
“You’re probably right. If he was really hurt he would have went to Shoko. I’ll look after him again in the evening.” you said in a monotone voice.
After the sun began to set you found yourself in the kitchen, brewing some soup. “If he won’t let me in this time I’ll pour this shit over his head!” you mumbled while stirring the soup. Grabbing a bowl of the freshly made soup you made your way to Megumis room again. Hesitantly you knocked on the door again. “Megumi? I made you some food. I haven’t seen you the whole day, you must be hungry…” You waited nervously, biting your lip.
What if I just woke him up? Oh shit this punk will kill me.
“Leave the food in front of the door, I’ll get it later.”
Wait? Is this idiot serious right now?
You couldn’t remember the last time you were this angry at your best friend because this shit just reached a whole different level. “You know what? I give a shit if you don’t want anyone to see you. Get the fuck ready because I’m coming in now”
“Y/N I dare y-” You stepped into his room, making his words die on his lips. He was laying in his bed while holding an ice pack to his lips.
Walking over to his bed and putting the soup on his nightstand you could make out some bloody tissue papers in his trash bin.
Now inspectating his face more closely you were able to see a big cut over his eyebrow and a dark purple eye. Now grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand with the ice pack away from his face, revealing a bruised lips.
“You could have just told me you were hurt.” you pressed out quietly. “You should go to Shoko”
“It’s really not that bad” he mumbled, pressing the ice against his lip again.
“That bloody shit in your trash says otherwise.” you pointed at his trash bin. “I’ll be right back, just don’t run away.”
“Where do you think I would be going looking like th-” again he was cut off by you leaving his room.
A few seconds later you came back bursting into his room again, in your hand a little package.
“Okay I guess I’ve got everything I need. Can you sit up? And put that damn ice to the side.”
Megumi put the ice on his nightstand and sat himself on the edge of his bed looking around his room. He looked everywhere but definitely not at you. After you positioned yourself in front of him you grabbed his chin softly, not wanting to hurt him any further.
“You look like shit” you said while getting out the bandages and the alcohol.
“Yeah Sherlock you don’t say” you chuckled at his stupid remark.
Putting some alcohol on a cotton wrap you padded it on the cut over his eyebrow. This angle gave you a chance to have a better look at his eyes. They were so dark, almost like obsidian. They were so deep, you almost got lost into them but Megumis hissing made you snap back. Ah right, the alcohol.
“I’m sorry, does it hurt that bad?”
“No, its fine. Just hurry please” You nodded, putting the cotton wrap away and grabbing a big band aid to put it over the cut. “This should stop the blending for now.”
“Turn your head a little bit, I need to see how badly your lips look.”
He turned his head to the side. His lips where mostly bruised but you could make out a little cut.
I can’t really patch that up but I can at least disinfect it.
Grabbing your alcohol and cotton again, you began to press it on his lips.
“Sorry this must hurt a lot”
Megumi kept quiet and just looked at you. His stare made you nervous.
Damn this boy and his beautiful eyes.
“I guess that’s all I can do for now. Do you have any more cuts or bruises I should take a look at?”
you immediately regretted your question.
“I actually got some more wounds, but I guess I can take care of them myself, it’s fine.” Oh no. If I do my job I do it correctly.
“Can you at least show them to me so I can see how bad they are. They should not get infected, you know right?”
Megumi let out a loud sight. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. Damn it, I wasn’t expecting it to be on his rips. I thought they were on his arms or some shit like that. So this was the reason why he had troubles getting up. Makes sense now.
You immediately became flustered by the pure sight of his upper body. Luckily Megumi was busy trying to not look you in the eyes.
I have to touch him. Oh please no.
You quietly did your job of disinfecting and cleaning up his wounds. His skin was pale and cold to your touch. Your eyes staring right at his upper body, not daring to look him in the eyes for just one second. Megumi was just as nervous as you were but after some minutes of acting like all of this didn’t happen, he was able to look at you cleaning his wounds. How careful you were to not hurt him.
“Y/N?” he spoke softly. You instinctively looked up, becoming even more red.
“Thank you for doing this.” he said, still staring into your eyes.
You hectically looked away, fixing your eyes on his almost patched up wounds again.
“You don’t have to thank me for that. I’ll always take care of you. No matter what.”
After you finished patching Megumi up, you packed your things together, strands of hair falling in your face. Megumi pulled his shirt over his head, being fully clothed again. The situation was awkward and even tho you really like Megumi, you wanted to get out of it.
“Guess my job is done here. Text me if you need something and I’ll come over. And eat your soup!” you said smiling at him, pointing at the soup that was still on his nightstand.
You were about to turn around, when Megumi spoke up.
“You know you could just stay here, then I don’t have to text you if I need something” he mumbled while scratching the back of his neck, not even looking you in the eyes.
You heart hammered so loud, you were scarred he would be able to hear it.
Was he serious? He wants me to stay with him over the night. This boy is joking right?
“Are your sure? Like… you want me here to stay?” you mumbled. Not really knowing what to say. You’ve gotten so nervous it’s getting ridiculous.
“Only if you want to, I thought that would be the better option” he shifted around, not knowing if what he said was wrong.
“Yeah, yeah. I guess that would be better.” you agreed by rapidly nodding, almost stumbling over your own words.
This was everything Megumi needed to hear. He lifted his blanked up to signalize you to get your ass into his bed.
Hesitantly you crawled into the bed, now laying next to him.
Megumi was laying on his back. You turned around to face him. “Can I….. you know. Can I maybe lay my hand there?” pointing at his stomach. You felt ashamed for asking to literally cuddle him, but you just couldn’t help it.
Everyone can sleep better when they cuddle something, right?
Megumi looked at you, surprised that you even asked him that. “If it helps you sleep, sure.”
You slowly slit your hands up his stomach and rested it right under the wound you just patched up before. Curling into his side you breathed his scent in. He smelled so incredibly good, it gave you butterfly’s in your belly.
“Am I not hurting you?” you asked, referring to the position you hand was in.
“You could never. Now go to sleep, you had a troublesome day with me acting like a completely asshole.” he chuckled, patting your head once, letting his hand rest on your back.
“I guess your right.” was all you where able to say, before slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.
Megumi watched you a bit longer, questioning how you both ended up like this. He always had liked you since he first laid his eyes on you. Seeing your sleeping form curled into him, made him realize how much he cared for you.
A/N
I hope you liked this imagine. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
⁰⁰⁴.notes: thank you anon for this request!! I hoped that you enjoyed this !! + although,, bc of my heavy workload of activities in school,, i may have problems on my sched T_T but im suprised that i finished this faster omgg+ i put it on as gn reader bc i don’t know what is your gender preference ♡
— being his s/o was so accurate in his type. because, he wants a partner that has an unshakable character, having a moral compass, and is a hard worker.
— seeing you working so hard for the things you are passionate is really attractive to him.
— and it drives him too to make more effort in his training than he used to do. he can’t be left out by you, of all people.
— think about as him, being his own favorite person to look up to. same as you too! you look up to him because of the efforts he has made.
— and he loves to listen on your goals in life! because he knows that you’ll definitely reach it; fuck that, he KNOWS that you’ll get the things you want but more better than your initial plan!
— yes, he’s willing to support you. but, sometimes it worries him to the core when seeing you overworking yourself. because, every hard-working person like you needed a much deserving break/rest.
— he has no hesitation to pull you from your desk or working place just for you to relax a bit.
— besides from your ambitions, he also cares for your health and well-being.
— overall, he’s totally attracted, and utterly in love in you.
Summary:Milky puddles of darkness and shadows plaster the empty halls of Jujutsu High. The wind howled a solemn sound outside the building, the melody haunting the halls. Everyone residing inside the school was under the spell of rest. Except Megumi. He was possessed to stay awake the whole night and day, for a week now. Ever since the death of Itadori Yuuji. Megumi didn’t even know why he was so upset over that idiot anyways, he barely knew the kid. But his heart was still heavy. Instead of nightmares he was stuck with constant thoughts of it. He wandered the halls like a ghost. The last few days, watching you sleep, despite how awkward it may be if he was caught, was therapeutic. This night in particular, he catches you crying as he peeks into your room, and you sense your boyfriend’s eternal pain.
Word Count: 2761 Words
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Milky puddles of darkness and shadow plaster the ghost halls of Jujutsu High. The wind howled a solemn sound outside the campus, the melody haunting the dormitory. Everyone residing inside the school was under the spell of rest, but Megumi, unfortunately, was possessed to stay awake the last few moons. He’s been under this curse of no rest for a week now, and his mind didn’t seize him a break.
Itadori Yuuji was on his mind, someone he hardly could even call his friend due to how short they had known each other. Megumi didn’t even know why he was so upset over that idiot anyways, he barely knew the kid. But his heart was still heavy. Just from the few encounters they had spent together, he felt a spark of friendship develop. He had met Itadori when he was in a state of loneliness and dread. Instead of nightmares he was stuck with constant, possessive thoughts of the tragic event of Itadori’s death that he witnessed through his bloodied eyes. And because of…this he wandered the halls like an eclipsed spirit.
In the beginning, he was the sole first year, beside you, his girlfriend, at Jujutsu High. Until Itadori showed up. To also add to relevance, recently another student, Nobara Kugisaki, had also shown up soon before Itadori’s unfortunate, and juvenile death. But the side reason he had this hole in his chest, a hole of weighted dread, was because of your lengthy absence. You had been sent on an internship of sorts a month before the Itadori Yuuji and Sukuna situation. The ‘internship’ was for you to join experienced Jujutsu sorceries on a long-time, long-distance mission outside of Japan.
Somewhere in India, he remember you telling him. Through your constant text from him while out on this trip, you told him happily how you promoted a grade up due to your helpfulness and proof of development and confidence in your technique. He was proud of you of course, but your success also made him question himself. Question himself on what he wanted to accomplish, that he was destined to succeed and produce things great, like you have so far and young. You were a model student, it probably wasn’t best for him to compare himself. But he couldn’t help it.
In the beginning of the week, you had come back to the school and unpacked in your dorm. You arrived back at the school right after Itadori’s death was announced and arrived from your trip…to a solemn environment. Megumi offered to help but you were persistent. He had honestly felt bad for your underwhelming arrival home. He had issues…expressing his emotions for you.
Expressing how happy he was when you walked through the door, how lonely he had been when you were gone. He had desperately desired you. And the first thing that came to his mind when he learned of Itadori’s death was for your physical comfort. But even when you arrived, he found himself not wanting to speak of his tragedy. He didn’t want to upset you when you arrived home. What Megumi wanted then, was for things to just go back to normal.
Back to just being content with you, and not worrying about other first years or depressing drama. He knew in the back of his mind that you all had to move in cause time and life would not stop to let him cover his feelings. The Goodwill Event was happening sooner than he would like and all of you had to prepare instead of sitting on your asses with a frown. He knew this…but couldn’t change how he felt, and the lack of motivation in his step.
Megumi walked the hall, passing spare dorm rooms in the process, barefooted. The carpet scraped his feet, and the moonlight’s flow showered through the connected windows that followed the hallway to the very end. His steps begin to falter before coming to a slow stop. He stopped in front of a particular room. Reaching for the door knob to check up on your sleeping figure, he hears a timid hiccup. His hands flinched away from the knob, as if it had shocked his pale hand away. His brows curved. Are you crying? The halls were still, and the silence embodied him in full. He stood as still as a mannequin in front of your dorm door, waiting for an itch of a sound to escape the four walls. One second goes by and no sound emits, then another, and another, just a paused silence.
Megumi was getting anxious. Was he hearing things? He pulled at the loose strings of his grey sweatpants as he waited a second longer for a noise, a sign of anything that he wasn’t going mad. The string twirled in his hand as he twisted and turned his sweatpants strings knot.
He must’ve been hearing things, he thought as he turned away. Maybe he was going crazy from lack of rest. Before he could think further a hearty sob transmitted through the door and to his ears, making them twitch ever so slightly. He shook his head, causing a tornado to form, and making his dark hair even more disheveled.
Fuck it.
He curved the knob, and the door slightly creaked open. He peeked his head inside of the dark, but familiar room. Megumi knew your dorm better than he knew his own. The mid-opened closet had various pictures of you and him, some with Satoru and the other second years. It was a bit dusty due to your lack of appearance as of late, so your window was left open, bringing in a melodic light from the moon, and a cool sigh of wind. His eyes shifted onto you, primarily. Moonbeams stained you, and crystallized tears poured from your eyes.
You had yet to notice his sudden appearance, so you continued to cry your song, and drain your tears. The wind shivered the leaves and tree branches outside your window. Megumi wasn’t sure if it was the wind or your presence that was bringing a chill up his spine. Your abrupt sob brings him back to attention. He scratched the back of his hair before suddenly making his presence known. He calls out your name gently so as not to startle you, causing the tears you allowed to fall down your face to come to a sturdy stop. You turned to him, processing his appearance. Half his body was peeking in through your opened door. Your eyes were startled like a shocked kitten; they glistened from your youthful tears, and twinkled in the moonlight.
Your heart had backflipped when you had suddenly heard your boyfriend’s voice. Your stifled cries quickly came to stop as you stared from your bed, at your boyfriend of years, gripping your bed comforter. He questioned you, gently. “Why are you crying?“ You hiccup before responding, wiping your stained face. "It’s nothing to worry about Megumi, I just had a bad dream,” you mustered. Subconsciously, you scoot over, making room on your bed for Megumi. He walks in fully, closing the door behind himself. He asks. “Oh? What about?”
He places his hand in his sweats pockets as you stutter, the cause of your tears picking back the pace. “Well, I-It was,” you hiccupped. The dream now was sort of a blur, at this point you didn’t know how long you were crying for. Megumi stood in his spot, in front of where you laid on your bed, hand tense in his pocket, anxiously waiting for your answer. He assumed it was something awful that happened on your mission out of the country, and he felt bad that he hadn’t asked you when you’d first arrived home. The things you must’ve seen, and the experiences you went through, must’ve been traumatizing. His eyes narrowed. And he wasn’t there for you. Megumi looked down on himself. Calling himself a bad boyfriend internally.
You shook your head, tears spilling everywhere on your comforter as you exclaimed the reason for your wave of sadness. The cause of the pain in your heart and dread. Megumi listened. Your voice was higher in pitch, and he wouldn’t be surprised if the entire school had heard you state your ridiculous, depressing, dream.
“It was about Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure!!”
His mouth went dry. “What….?” His eyebrows curved, and pine eyes emptied. You’re crying over an anime of all things? His mind was slowly processing the information as you explained your dream in further detail, wiping the tears forming. “After my internship in India, I rewatched that Stardust Crusaders episode where they traveled to India before bed and I guess I had a dream about it. The character’s death always makes me cry!” You lean against the wall and your eyes water as you recall the characters that didn’t make it to Diamond Is Unbreakable.
Megumi stared at you, unimpressed. That’s what you were crying about?“ His eyes squinted. You whined. "Don’t judge! It was sad, okay!” You reach and dig your hands into his right pocket and pull his hand to hold. Megumi didn’t protest. He still, however, stood in front of your bed while you rested your back against the wall against your bed. The only thing keeping you both connected was your entwined hands in the moonlight. His hands were so warm, you couldn’t replace it with anything.
Megumi didn’t say anything. You pouted at his disregard of a depressing scene of an anime you loved! You pull on his hand, pulling him closer, making his knee now touch your mattress. He stared into your eyes, while you stared up into his from your bed. You looked so cute pouting up at him, he thought. He squeezed your hand, and you soon squeezed back. A wave of calmness crossed you. You stared at Megumi. It was nice to see him again, see him in person. To touch him, and to really comfort him. Especially now, when he needs you the most. Your time wavered. “Why are you up anyway, Megumi? Bad dream too?“
Megumi’s was quiet again. He didn’t even get the chance to dream. He looked away from you, his eyes shifty. You sit up straight and pull him onto the bed beside you. The impact of his fall onto the bed makes it bounce for a second, and now he sits beside you, back against the wall. He was still quiet though. You rubbed the hand you held with your other. Leaning your head on his shoulder, your brows slump down as you stare at his perfect face, trying to read him. To get him to say something to you. You rested your chin on his shoulder. You ask again.
“Megumi? Why are you up anyway?” Your question wasn’t answered. Instead of an answer or words, he abruptly kisses you, shutting you up also. You freeze, his lips moved against yours passionately. You squeezed his hand as your eyes fluttered closed, your heartbeat began to accelerate. You turned your head to the side for a better angle. As he slowly pulled away, he rested his free hand on your cheek, blush spread on his face like cotton candy. When your eyelashes fluttered open, his dark green eyes boldly stared back at you, and a warmth filled your cheeks and stomach.
However, he still didn’t say anything, but his action spoke louder than any words. You whisper. "Is it about Itadori?” Megumi sighed, and turned away from your eyes, and instead now found your locked hands more of an interesting sight at the moment. A second passes, and a breeze comes inside. After half a minute, his lips begin to move. “I haven’t been able to sleep,” he admits, still staring at your entwined hands. You look down, biting your bottom lip. What could you say? You didn’t know Itadori, but you weren’t out of the loop either. Megumi never told you how close he was beginning to feel towards Itadori. You honestly hadn’t witnessed your boyfriend develop a friendship with someone in a very long time. You were told by the second years how it was suspected that the higher ups got Itadori killed, and you believed them, because Satoru didn’t try to dismiss your questions on the rumor.
"I didn’t know Itadori as well as you did but, his death still upsets me,” you sympathized. “I would hate to lose you. I would hate to lose everyone! My parents, friends, teachers, everyone. I wouldn’t be complete without them. Especially without you Megumi, I would be far too upset.” You allowed your heart to spill. Before you could tear up further, suddenly, Megumi begins to chuckle, rubbing your tense hand he held. "Everything upsets you, even anime character’s deaths,” he teased.
He smiled at you. Your eyes soften at his expression. His dark eyes were exhausted and humble. It was dark inside, but the moonbeams on his face made him glow. You smiled back, bopping your noise with him. You bark at him. "No teasing!” You weakly punch his shoulder. Megumi does his fair share of teasing, he can be stoic at times but anyone who knows him knows he’s more than that. But you like him this way, you love when he allows himself to be vulnerable just for a tiny bit. Megumi however, liked how you expressed your emotions and thoughts so easily. How it was as easy as breathing for you to admit…that you’d miss him if he died. He loved how much you cared…
You slouch your shoulders. “But seriously Megumi. You can talk to me about anything, you know. I’m always here to listen to you,” you remind him, laying your head back on his shoulder, pouting. Grabbing his hand with the one he isn’t already holding, placing it on top of your entwined hands. Megumi sighed. He stared straight ahead at the wall in front of your bed. He nodded. "I know,” he said, barely audible. He leans closer to you. For a second there was an eternal silence that stared at the sight of two. You snuggled your face further into his shoulder, and soon he ends up just wrapping his arm around you. In return you wrap your arms around his torso, unlinking your hands from his. Your eyes were getting heavy, and your throat was a tad dry but you didn’t want to end Megumi’s embrace.
You look up at his ghostly face.
"Do you want to stay the night? And risk Gojō-sensei’s teasing once he catches us. Am I worth that big of a risk?” You teased him. Satoru had a habit of teasing you both, mostly Megumi, really only a Megumi, from any sign of intimacy you both showed. Rarely did you both do public displays of affection. Not only because of Satoru however he did play a minor role. You leaned up to sleepily kiss his cheek. Megumi’s face was content and he didn’t fully react to your kiss. His thoughts were calm for once, and his heart wasn’t as heavy as before. Half of the dread he carried, dispersed. You were so lovely, he thought. Itadori was still on his mind however, despite him being blessed to be in your embrace right now. But for now, he’ll enjoy life, and allow himself to feel and accept the pain and remorse he feels for his fallen…friend.
“You’re worth every risk.”
You smile lazily at his response. Lack of rest and love behind your clouded eyes. You rest them before whispering right into his ear, paralyzing him. “I love you, Megumi.” Your weight pulled at his shoulder. He leaned his head back against the wall, fluffy hair acting as a cushion. He pulled you closer to his warmth, embracing you as lovingly as he could. “I love you too,” he murmured, eyes shadowed. “I think…I’ll stay the night,” he whispered. He gazed at you, but you were already fast asleep on his shoulder. The sight eased him to slumber.
Summary- When the divine dogs are looking for a new lead singer they stumble upon (Y/n) Gojo a struggling fashion major who wants to do anything but sing
