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[sillyphobic]

Party Favor

Prompt: It's Megumi's birthday today and all he can think about is you. (Fushiguro Megumi/reader)

Notes: I uploaded this on ao3 too, so if you see the same fic that's why LOL also happy birthday to my boy he deserves the world

It's Megumi's birthday today and all he can think about is you.

The whole gang had thrown him a birthday party tonight, and that includes you. It was his day, but he couldn't help shifting glances at you every moment he could. You were just so beautiful, he thinks, he simply couldn't take his eyes off you. The moment he saw you walk in the room, he was practically a mess.

Megumi was never a big fan of parties, but it was different when you were around. You had always made everything so much more tolerable for him, he even stayed around longer than he could imagine. Nonetheless, he still decided to take a step outside as an escape from the chaos. He was having a good time taking in the scenery - that was until he heard footsteps, your footsteps, silently walking towards him. Of course the two of you had to be alone.

It took Megumi whatever courage he had and a deep breath to start a conversation with you. And even so, he was jittery the whole time; rubbing his thumbs against each other and never looking at you straight in the eye because god knows what he might do if he looked at the you that was standing before him. 

"Fushiguro-san, you always get so fidgety whenever I talk to you," a soft giggle escapes your lips and he can feel his face get red up to the tips of his ears.

He tried to explain it the best he can, in between all the nervous stuttering that was getting in the way of reaching to you. You were so close, close enough for him to hold your hand in his if he wanted to, yet you felt further than the mountains that expanded upon the horizons. His mouth ran dry; he was out of things to say. 

You let out another (be it melodic) giggle, "Sorry, I was just teasing"

Megumi freezes, his eyes could only follow your hands reach into the pockets of the coat you're wearing. You take your time feeling around before taking out something he couldn't quite decipher until you extended your hands towards him. On your palm lays a box, it's pink and the wrapping looks incredibly handmade. Additionally, you mention how embarrassed you are for having messed up a gift wrapper that bad, but if you did it, it's goddamn Pablo Picasso. He couldn't stop himself from shaking as you placed it gently on his trembling hand, he swore he could've exploded when your fingers made contact with his for a sheer second. He thanks you for the gift, shooting a rare, genuine smile; a smile, unbeknownst to you, he could only have when he was with you. 

Soon enough, his thoughts wander back to his first meeting with you. You were outgoing towards everybody else, but you always knew to be patient when it came to him. He could never forget the first time you spoke to him, because from that day on you were the only thing he could ever seem to think about. Wow, did you make that all by yourself? You're so cool, you complimented his Shikigami. It was simple, really, you praised him once and he began to yearn for more. Even though you guys talked frequently, interactions with you were mostly short, but damn did they keep him guessing for long. 

"The view is really pretty today, don't you think?" you ask him, gazing at the cityscape. Snow slowly fell down from the sky, coating the brightly-lit buildings with thin layers of white.

Your sweet voice made him feel funny and he notices the lack of distance between you two.

"You're prettier though."

The words just spilled out like water. Pools of anxiety bundled up inside his stomach, but he didn't regret what he said. He knows he's probably being obvious, he didn't care though. You're kind and smart and interesting and you deserve to know that. He looks at you, a smirk creeps its way into your cute face. Better yet, you move an inch or two closer to him. When he leans back, you lean forward. The red in his face has reached to his neck, it's becoming unbearable. 

"You think I'm pretty?" your teasing tone catches him off guard, bringing heat to his cheeks.

Megumi monologues to himself, the prettiest in the world. He wishes he was brave enough to say it out loud and close the gap between the two of you, if only he had the courage. The birthday gods must've felt generous, because you give him exactly what he wants. You tuck a strand of his dark, messy hair behind his ear. Then, your soft hands trail its way from his hair to his right cheek. Your gentle touch makes him melt like butter. He tries to mutter something, anything, as a response, but all he could do is hope that, amongst the distance (or lack thereof), you couldn't see what he was thinking of. It's just that nobody has ever touched him with such affectionate, nobody's ever made him so dizzy. Heck, he's never even considered the possibility of falling in love -- everything changed after he met you. 

"Uhmm... Errr... I..." were the only things he could muster up to tell you.

His face moves towards yours, still leaning to your touch. Now you were really close. He wonders if you know how worked up you're getting him, how nervous you're actually making him feel. You only smile, he realizes that you know exactly what was going on. Your pupils avert away from his eyes and onto his lips. Megumi's heart skips a beat. Out of instinct, he tilts his head and goes closer. Closer and closer until the distance between you was no more.

He's never had his first kiss before, so he doesn't really know what he's doing. All he knows is that he doesn't want this to end, not yet, not when everything he's ever wanted is right here. He decided to close his eyes instead of staring creepily at you. You could never guess how long he's dreamed of this. He guides his fingers atop the hand that you placed on his cheek and caresses it slowly. Your lips are soft and perfectly fit against his, almost perfect to how he imagined them to be. You bury your palm into his hair, making his head spin and face burn like heatwaves.

You pull away and he immediately yearns for your lips once again. After a few seconds, he allowed himself to open his eyes and look at you, directly this time. Upon meeting his gaze, your eyes soften and your lips, the ones you had just recently kissed him with, folds upwards into a smile.

"Hm. That was a rather strange answer to my question."

He chuckles at your comment; it eases him, although you always had that effect on him.

"Best birthday gift ever."

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