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theprettyarachnid · 10 months

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JJK characters and their reaction to a sensitive, innocent and easily flustered s/o🌹

a/n: yes <3 also i was on a roll with this one and i’m proud of myself

also sorry for the depression fest lately, my bad yall

warnings: the more you scroll the more nsfw it gets

characters: itadori, megumi, inumaki, yuuta, gojo, suguru, nanami, sukuna (some characters aged up)

itadori

🕷️ he thinks it’s really cute how flustered you get over the simplest of things

🕷️ he’ll hold your hand and he catches a glimpse of the tips of your ears turning a little red

🕷️ yuji once made a dirty joke while hanging out with you, megumi, and nobara and while the other two were rolling their eyes or saying their piece about the joke, he noticed you having this confused look on your face

🕷️ almost like you were a stranger within an inside joke

🕷️ he took note of it and will occasionally say things that are dirty when it’s just the two of you only to watch it fly over your head

🕷️ yuji doesn’t really lose his temper but you did something reckless on a mission once and he got really upset

🕷️ he couldn’t stop himself from yelling at you out of concern and fear but when you started crying he stopped

🕷️ he immediately gave you hug while you kept apologizing only to hear him shush you

🕷️ he was upset with himself for the rest of the day and a little more

🕷️ he cuddled with you for hours even when you told him you had something to do

🕷️ “just a few more minutes, you’re warm and i don’t want you to go”

megumi

🕷️ you can say whatever you want, i think megumi gets a little flustered at times as well

🕷️ in the beginning of the relationship, nobara and yuji would be snickering in the background as megumi tried to make a move

🕷️ your sensitivity can sometimes be a problem because megumi is naturally stand-offish and can sometimes come off as kind of mean

🕷️ especially because we know he can be kind of bad at comforting people but he’s gotten better at it because of you

🕷️ he likes to tuck your hair behind your ear because he likes seeing your lips thin out while you shyly look down

🕷️ not huge displays of affection in public but even when you two are alone and you kiss both of you end up having coloured cheeks when you pull away

inumaki

🕷️ if he’s feeling like it, he makes you flustered on purpose just for your reaction

🕷️ as well as he’s not one to be ashamed of showing his affection so throughout the day he holds your hand, kisses your cheek, twirls your hair when he’s bored

🕷️ but he finds it funny when he shows big displays of affection watching you try to run off before everyone starts staring but he catches your hand so you can’t leave

🕷️ “tuna!”

🕷️ when you two are alone he’s noticed that you’ve become a little less embarrassed when it’s just the two of you

🕷️ movie night with the gang

🕷️ everyone has turns picking out the movie so panda or gojo (on the rare occasion he joins) might put on a scary movie

🕷️ you’ll cover your eyes at certain parts of the movie but be peaking out a little because you’re too interested

🕷️ he pulls the cringey yawn over the shoulder thing even though he doesn’t have to and he knows it’s cringe

yuuta

🕷️ also finds it cute but goes easy on you even though he could do a lot worse

🕷️ occasionally pokes fun at you but gives you a quick kiss so you know he’s joking and you don’t have to get upset about it

🕷️ sometimes he can’t help himself and puts his hand a little lower than usual or will gently squeeze your waist

🕷️ can be overprotective during missions

🕷️ when he leaves for missions, he gives you multiple pairs of sweatshirts, t-shirts, etc for you to wear and even when people ask “is that yuuta’s” and you get embarrassed you still keep it on

🕷️ yuuta can’t help himself when he gets back, as soon as he sees you he picks you up bridal style and spins you around while kissing you

🕷️ by the time you’ve stopped spinning, you’re out of breath, dizzy, and grinning like an idiot

gojo

🕷️ RELENTLESS

🕷️ consider getting a restraining order

🕷️ like sometimes it can be cute like he’ll call you beautiful but other times he gives you a quick smack on the ass or squeezes your boobs when no one’s around

🕷️ you yell at him at times especially if it was in public and really embarrassing with red cheeks

🕷️ and as a sensitive person myself, probably a little tears in the eyes

🕷️ he feels really bad when you yell at him and hugs you for however long he feels necessary

🕷️ for some reason he really likes seeing you in his shades and randomly will put them on you

🕷️ it doesn’t really make you flustered, you actually find it kind of funny at times

🕷️ even when his eyes are covered, you can feel him staring at you and when his eyes are uncovered it’s in adoration

🕷️ gojo just thinks you’re so pretty and he can’t keep his eyes off you

🕷️ he finds it funny how suggestive jokes go right over your head so he’s more direct when it comes to you

🕷️ he whispers something in your ear occasionally and bites the tip of your ear watching your eyes widen and your face getting red

🕷️ he wiggles his eyebrows whenever he says some promiscuous which makes you make your mouth agape as you just turn your head away

suguru

🕷️ finds it amusing

🕷️ isn’t as relentless but occasionally will intentionally do something here and there

🕷️ when he’s talking to one of his disciples and you’re with him, he slyly moves his hand down to your ass gently squeezing it

🕷️ the disciple usually looks confused when they notice you hide your face while staring at the floor

🕷️ likes to sneak up on you and will give you a kiss behind your ear and feel the blood rush up your neck and onto your face

🕷️ gently cups your cheek and compliments you a little too loudly so people will hear

🕷️ he likes how innocent you are because the less you know the more he can expose you to

🕷️ is really gentle with you so you don’t get upset

🕷️ death penalty to anyone who makes you upset, the more upset you are the more miserable the death is

🕷️ he doesn’t let you know though, the last thing he wants is to see who he really is when it comes to others

nanami

🕷️ noticed it the first time he leaned over you to see what you were doing

🕷️ it was only out of curiosity of what you were doing but he thought it was cute seeing how flustered he made you

🕷️ notices how you keep stealing glances at him when he loosens his tie which shows a bit of his collarbone

🕷️ “you know, you don’t have to be embarrassed around me dear.”

🕷️ even with his statement though, you still would

🕷️ occasionally asks you to loosen his tie for him and watches as you look at the floor quietly giving an “okay” before walking over

🕷️ he takes this opportunity to wrap his arms around you and give you a kiss to the forehead

🕷️ he gives you a small smile when you look up before gently kissing you again on the lips enjoying how your hands tremble a little as you still loosen his tie

🕷️ if he raises his voice out of frustration and sees you curl into yourself while looking at the floor, he makes sure to take a breath and apologize

🕷️ it’s a very rare occurrence but it still happens

🕷️ likes when you sit on his lap while he works because he likes how close you are to him and how you stammer a little bit whenever he talks to you

sukuna

🕷️ oh god

🕷️ not to be cringe but you’re literally in the lions den

🕷️ sometimes literally if you’re in his domain

🕷️ sukuna always makes a point for you to look him in the eyes whenever he talks to you, no matter what he’s saying

🕷️ if you look away from embarrassment, he grabs your chin to make you look at him and sometimes even makes you repeat how he wants you to look at him when he’s talking to you

🕷️ “what did i say about keeping eye contact? say it so i know you understand.”

🕷️ occasionally gives you a break if he’s feeling nice but will still do things to get a reaction

🕷️ you sit on his lap on his throne, one of his arms wrapped around your waist and the other on your thigh

🕷️ a little too high up your thigh most of the time

🕷️ lifts your chin up before he kisses you

🕷️ he doesn’t care if one of his servants comes to him about something and he’s doing whatever to you just to hear you stumble with your words while nervously playing with your hands

🕷️ loves fucking you especially in his true form because he has more arms, two of them holding each of your wrists while another one is slung over his shoulder and being extended just a little too far

🕷️ to make it even worse he makes you beg most of the time and watches your tears run down your face

🕷️ isn’t exactly the nicest person, i mean he’s the king of curses, so he says a lot of insensitive things

🕷️ he rolls his eyes and tells you to stop crying which usually only makes it worse so eventually he gives some weird half-assed kind of an apology so you’ll stop crying

🕷️ he doesn’t say “i’m sorry” but pulls you closer so your head is against his chest while he plays with your hair and that’s usually the closest you get to an apology

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madaqueue · 28 days

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Practice Makes Perfect | Chapter 1

synopsis: you and yuji have been best friends basically as long as you can remember, and you made a promise to each other to stay friends and help each other be the best versions of yourselves for your future partners. but will things change when yuji finally starts looking for a relationship?

pairing: yuji itadori (18+) x f!reader

themes/content: modern college au (characters aged up to 18+). fluff, angst, language. kissing, mention of over-clothes grinding. 18+, MDNI

word count: 2.3k

a/n: baby's first multi-chapter fic, please be nice or i'll cry :) thx. also this will eventually get more intense, but we're starting light teehee

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You and Yuji Itadori have been friends your whole lives. You remember the day you first met on the playground in elementary school where you both insisted on racing each other to decide who got to use the tire swing first, and when you came in a dead tie you both refused to concede and ended up sitting on the swing together for the rest of recess. You stayed close as you grew up, often having sleepovers at each other's houses every weekend and spending almost every day together in and outside of school.

On one of these sleepovers while you were both sophomores in high school, you got around to discussing your first kisses and realized neither of you had had yours yet. You both agreed it wouldn't be weird to kiss each other and went for it; the only problem was that it was awful. From that day forward you both vowed to stay friends, but help each other practice all that romance stuff for whenever either of you wanted to actually date someone.

It was a miracle when you both ended up getting accepted to the same college, since one of you (*cough* Yuji) definitely slacked off a little more in high school, but you were so excited to get to spend the next four years with him.

The first semester of college went by quickly and you didn’t get to see each other too often since you came in as an engineering major and he was slowly working his way through business classes. Even though you hadn’t spent as much time together, you’d still get texts from him every few days with some stupid meal concoction he’d made in his dorm kitchen and you’d send each other TikToks that made you laugh. You let yourself fall into a rhythm between classes, homework, and exams, until one Wednesday evening you get an unexpected notification lighting up your phone:

Yuji: “heyy, come over? got a question to ask you”

The message sent butterflies through your stomach for some reason; you two hadn’t seen each other for a few weeks, and his text was much more direct than you expected. Your fingers hover over the keyboard as you think of how to respond.

You: “okayy, be over in 5. should I bring anything?”

His response almost immediately appears under yours:

Yuji: “just yourself, sweets ;)”

The nickname caught you a bit off guard and you questioned what to say next before another text came up:

Yuji: “sorry, don’t know why I said that lmao. see you soon :)”

You sigh and lock your phone, setting it down on the bed beside you before standing up and sliding your shoes, tossing on a sweatshirt on top of your leggings and cropped t-shirt before heading out.

—

You stand outside his dorm, looking at the “Yuji” name sign made out of construction paper taped to his door. Below it was a mini whiteboard he had put up that had some less-than-tasteful drawings and the note “Itadori + Fushiguro” written on it surrounded by hearts. You rolled your eyes as you knocked, the door immediately swinging open as you were greeted by the pink-haired boy wearing his standard red hoodie and jeans combo, looking down on you with a huge grin on his face.

“Welcome, welcome!” he said with a smile, ushering you inside. You looked around and realized you had never actually been in his dorm before - whenever you hung out last semester it was always at cafes, the library, or a party, but never in either of your rooms. You look around and appreciate that he actually managed to make the small space kind of nice. You smirk at the dark blue bedding on his twin size mattress and pinup posters adorning his walls as the LEDs lining the room cast a blue glow across everything.

“You like it?” Yuji asked, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

“It’s very…hmm…how do I say this…you,” you say with a smirk.

He giggles as he flops down on the bed. “Well, you did always know me well.”

You kick off your shoes and sit down onto the bed next to him. “So, what’d you have to ask me?” you question as you turn to face him.

“Right!” he exclaims, hopping off the bed to stand in front of you. “Remember when we were younger and we promised to help each other practice all the romance stuff so we’d be ready for when we get in a real relationship?” You nod as he continues. “Well, I think I might finally be ready to kick things off, and I sorta need your help with the whole practice thing.”

You freeze. This was the last thing on your mind when you came over. You hadn’t even seen Yuji in almost a month, and this is the first thing he says to you? How could he even remember that stupid deal you had made after your horrible first kiss with each other?

Your thoughts suddenly come to a halt as you realize what this might mean. “Wait,” you start, looking up at him from the bed, “does this mean you have a crush on someone?”

Yuji’s face turns red as he breaks eye contact and looks down at the ground, one arm reaching up behind his head to scratch his undercut. “Um, kinda, I think so,” he says as he grins sheepishly. “There’s a girl in one of my classes, and we’ve hung out a few times for this group project, and-“

“And you want my help making sure you know what you’re doing, right?” you cut him off. He looks back up at you, cheeks still red, and nods slightly. “Wait,” you think out loud, “does that mean you haven’t kissed anyone since then?”

His face flushes again and his eyes shoot back to the ground as he mumbles “No.”

You chuckle softly as you get up to meet him in the middle of the room, throwing your arms around his neck and tilting his chin so you’re making eye contact. You’re not sure where the sudden confidence comes from, but it just feels natural for you in that moment. In all honesty, you actually hadn’t kissed anyone since then either - you just hadn’t seen the need - but Yuji doesn’t need to know that. You gaze into his soft brown eyes as he nervously bites his lip, waiting for your response to his confession.

“Don’t worry Yu, that’s okay,” you whisper, your lips nearly grazing his, “we can practice together.”

Yuji nearly squeals with excitement, dissipating any tension or romance that was building between you two. “Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you!” he exclaims as he wraps his arms around your waist, lifting you up in the air and spinning you around. He sets you down but his hands don’t leave your hips as he looks down at you expectantly. “Okay, where do we start?” he practically beams down at you.

You pause to think for a moment before responding. “Well, we should probably figure out where you’re starting so we can work on what actually needs to be improved.”

“Works for me!” he says, picking you up again with ease as he walks towards his bed. Your legs wrap around his waist for stability as he sits down with his back against the headboard and you in his lap. The position also gave you butterflies for some reason, which was odd since the two of you used to sit like this all the time - you in Yuji’s lap during car rides when there wasn’t enough space, your head laying across his chest while you watched movies, or even his head resting on your stomach while you tried to braid his hair. But for some reason, this time felt different, maybe because you knew what was about to happen.

“Ready?” he asked with a smile. You nod, trying to mentally prepare yourself for what you expect is going to be a repeat of your last horrible kiss. “Okay, let’s do this,” Yuji says with a soft sigh, still smiling, and you try not to laugh at his lack of seriousness about the whole situation. But before you can react, his hand reaches up to your cheek and his eyes flutter closed as he leans towards you. You let your eyes shut as his soft lips press against yours. He holds himself there for a moment before beginning to gently suck on your bottom lip. The unexpected action causes you to open your mouth slightly in surprise, and he takes the opportunity to gently slide his tongue between your lips. Your tongues meet as he gently explores your mouth with his. His hand moves from your cheek to the back of your neck, holding you close to him. At the same time, one of your hands slides up from his hips to the back of his hair and you run your fingers over the softness of his freshly-trimmed undercut.

You start to feel yourself get lightheaded as the kiss gets sloppier and Yuji shows no sign of letting up. You begin to pull yourself away to catch your breath but just as you feel the air hit your lungs he uses the hand on your neck to gently push you back towards his slightly parted lips. It’s almost as if he couldn’t stand to spend a second separated from you and you willingly lean back in as he gets more eager, his tongue effortlessly slipping back into your mouth. The action elicits a soft moan from you, and you feel heat building between your legs. Your hips almost start grinding against the boy beneath you before you remember who it is - your best friend. You open your eyes suddenly and pull away from the kiss, Yuji loosening his hold on the back of your neck as a thin thread of your shared saliva temporarily connects your lips. You are met with those sweet, brown eyes, his cheeks flushed and lips pink from the intense kiss you suddenly pulled him away from.

As your brain clears, the first thing you’re able to say to him is “What the hell?”

“What, was it alright?” he hums back through a smile.

“That was m-more than alright, there’s no way that’s only your second time ever doing that!” you stutter, trying to get the words out.

He shrugs, “What can I say? Sometimes I’m just a natural.”

You start to sit up more and lean back off his lap, when there’s a sudden noise at the door. “Dude c’mon, hop on Discord, we’re gonna play some ranked matches.” The door handle turns as the sentence finishes, and in steps a man dressed in all black with his short black hair fanning out in every direction. He takes in the scene in front of him with you and Yuji sitting on the bed and he immediately covers his eyes with his hands. “S-shit, I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t know you had someone over and I-“ he stutters as you watch his ears turn red from embarrassment.

“No need to apologize my dear friend!” Yuji proclaims as he hops off the bed, clearly no longer thinking about the intense moment you two just shared. He turns to you while gesturing towards the clearly distressed man in the doorway. “This is Fushiguro!” he yells, almost too loudly, with a smile plastered on his face.

Once the man in the door realizes that Yuji has no plans to provide any more information, he removes his hands from his eyes and politely waves at you from across the room. “Um, hi. Yeah, I’m Megumi Fushiguro, but you can just call me Megumi. I live across the hall from Yuji,” he explains, pointing over his shoulder at the door to his room.

You introduce yourself and give a little wave back. “Oh, wait a minute, you’re the Fushiguro that’s on Yuji’s sign on his door, right?” you say with a little laugh, remembering the whiteboard you saw on your way in.

“That's the one! Isn’t he charming?” Yuji sing-speaks as he practically skips towards Megumi.

The boy in black seems less than impressed with the situation and rolls his eyes. “Yep, that’s me. Again though, you can call me Megumi. I don’t know why Yuji insists on calling me by my last name, I mean we’re basically the same age-”

“Because I just loooooove your name!” Yuji exclaims, now standing next to Megumi and batting his eyelashes dramatically at him. Megumi responds by holding a hand out to his side and gently shoving Yuji, who dramatically pretends to slide down against the wall with a pout.

“Anyways, I was gonna play some video games, but if you guys are busy we can do it another night,” Megumi explains.

“Nah don’t worry, I should probably head home anyways and make some dinner, I’ll leave you boys to it,” you say as you stand up to put your sweatshirt back on, trying to ignore the pulsing between your legs.

Still sitting on the ground, Yuji chimes in, “Aww, you don’t want me to make you dinner here?”

“I don’t think I want to eat the things you make if they’re anything like the meals you’ve been sending me over the past semester,” you preempt.

“Oh man, he’s shown you those too?” Megumi responds with a smirk as he reaches a hand out to help Yuji off the floor.

Yuji stands up proudly, stating “You guys just don’t understand my culinary genius.”

“I wouldn’t call a strawberry Poptart with cheese on it ‘culinary genius,’” you say with a chuckle as a pout returns to Yuji’s face. You put your shoes on and slide past the boys in the doorway. “Anyways, goodnight Yuji, and it was nice to meet you Megumi!” you wave back at them from the hallway.

—

When you get back to your dorm, you’re finally able to process the events that just took place. All you’re left with is more questions.

When did he learn how to kiss like that? How did he learn how to kiss like that? And why do you want more of it so badly?

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verslxt · 6 months

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paring : aged up!itadori x fem bodied!reader

warnings : strip tease, dirty talk, and heavy flirting

authors note : my boobs hurt

"you look so pretty in my sweatshirt" yuji said as you leaned in to kiss him giving him a quick peck on his lips. you smiled and stayed in front of his face. yujis hands went to both sides of your face and pulled you closer to him your lips colliding once more "you look like jennifer larwence". you smiled "yuji itadori!" you stood up straight

"what i'm stating facts babyy" you looked at yuji from over your shoulder "come backkk" he whined as you walked further way form him. you smirked as you turned back around your phone hooking up to the speaker so that you can play your sexy time playlist

you started by pulling your shorts off rocking your hips side to side as you worked them down your plush thighs and legs. yuji smiled and readjusted himself on the couch. you turned back around to face him and pulled his sweatshirt off to reveal the pink lacy bra you put on after your shower

you threw yujis sweatshirt at him as your fingers went down to caress your curves hands enclosing themselves around your boobs moving your hands up and down to make them jiggle in the cups of your bra. yuji watched your tits go up and down. your index and thumb went to the straps to make your boobs jiggle more

you walk up to yuji and sit in his lap "hi pretty boy~" you said a slight hint of lust in your voice. yuji put his hands on your waist as you put your hands around his neck "your so beautiful baby" he said dipping into your neck to kiss and lick on your sweet spot

"mhm yuji baby~" you moaned out. your hands reached behind your back to slip your bra off as your boyfriend continued to leave a hickey on your neck as you see sukunas eye pop of his cheek as you slip the bra straps down your arms throwing it to where the sweater and the shorts were

you saw sukunas eye and started to grind on yuji while maintaining eye contact with the eye coming out of yujis cheek as you get back up pulling your panties off and looking at yuji giving him a quick kiss on the cheek and grabbing his hand leading him upstairs.

#itadori yuuji #itadori x reader #itadori x you #itadori x y/n #itadori yuji #yuji itadori #itadori smut

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sleepyxxhead · 6 months

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༉‧₊˚. flufftober 2023!!

WEEK 2: Grumpy!Megumi x Sunshine!Reader

CONTENT: fem!reader, light swearing, established relationship

WORD COUNT: 1.1k

CHARACTERS: Fushiguro Megumi x fem!reader

NOTES: this one was definitely a shorter one! soz :(

Throughout your relationship with Megumi, you two had both learned to enjoy each other’s company in many different ways. Whether it be a memory to enjoy with others, laughing and having a fun time; or maybe a moment of silence between the two of you, just basking in each other’s presence; and of course, the more intimate moments the two of you shared, getting close and comfy together.

As autumn began to settle, the days became cooler, leaves of gold and red hues scattered across the ground. Today was one of the last warmer days of the season. You and Megumi walked side-by-side through your local park, leaves crunching under your boots as a small breeze blew across your face. Your pinky was hooked with Megumi’s, swinging your arms back and forth like a child. You wore one of Megumi’s sweatshirts, cradling a small blanket in your arms. Megumi held a picnic basket in his free hand, filled with all of the food you had packed for your picnic date.

When you found an open spot on the grass, you spread the blanket out and unpacked the food that you and Megumi had prepared before walking to the park: two bentos, some sandwiches, some onigiri, and some cut fruit. As you sat down on the blanket, you opened your bento, breathing in the crisp autumn air. Megumi sat down beside you, grabbing his own bento. After a few bites, you leaned your head against his shoulder, sighing contentedly.

“Yooo! Fushiguro! L/N!”

You turned around to see Itadori, Kugisaki, and Gojo approaching you. You gave them a small wave as Megumi sighed out of annoyance.

“We finally found you two love birds~!” Gojo-sensei sang, wrapping his arms around you two.

“Why are you here?” Megumi asked, clearly irritated.

“We wanted to hang out with you guys, of course!” Yuji exclaimed as he passed Nobara a sandwich, trying to find something in the basket for him to eat.

Megumi rolled his eyes, watching them rummage through the food. You rubbed the back of his hand with your thumb, looking at him with a small smile on your face.

“Sorry,” he mumbled quietly.

“For what?”

“Our date’s ruined,” he stated as if it was obvious.

“What? I don’t think our date’s ruined,” you commented. “We can have some more time to ourselves later!”

You gave him a big smile, to which his eyes softened, turning back to his friends. You leaned your head back on his shoulder as you watched your friends and your teacher now fighting over who should get which onigiri.

“No, I want the tuna mayo one!” Yuji whined, holding the rice ball to his chest protectively.

“Come one, Itadori! Be a gentleman and give it here!” Nobara yelled, trying to grab the rice ball.

“But your sensei always works so hard to teach you all! I think I should get the tuna mayo!” Gojo whined, sounding even more childish than the students half his age.

As Megumi sat down in the chair across from you, you opened your book, ready for a quiet library date with him.

The two of you had made library dates a weekly occurrence, hoping to find some peace in the chaos that made up your lives as sorcerers.

As you read on, you kicked your feet a little, sipping on a cup of hot chocolate that Megumi had bought for you on your way to the library. The liquid’s warmth spread throughout your body, extending to your fingers and your nose, almost making you feel drowsy.

The silence between you and your boyfriend was comforting, so pleasant after a week filled with training and fighting cursed spirits.

After a couple hours however, your hot chocolate wasn’t nearly as hot anymore, the silence between Megumi and you felt deafening, and you couldn’t read through a paragraph without having to read it 5 times over. Your eyelids felt heavy as you lightly kicked Megumi’s foot, signalling for his attention.

His eyes shot up to meet your gaze, finding you in your tired state.

“‘Wanna go home ‘gumi…” you yawned, rubbing your eyes.

Without saying a word, Megumi closed his book as well as yours, stowing them away in his backpack.

As you stood up, you stretched your legs and arms out. You felt sore all around your body for sitting down in a strained position for so long.

Grabbing your bag and his, Megumi hooked his pinky with yours before heading home.

Tonight was finally Friday night, a night when you and Megumi rarely had anything to do but to spend time with each other in your dorms.

“There you go!” you beamed as you smoothed a face mask over Megumi’s skin. He was wearing a fluffy headband to match yours as well as a pair of bunny slippers you had bought for him.

Despite doing this with you every week, Megumi made a weird face at the uncomfortable feeling of the mask on his face.

You giggled, as you snuggled up next to him, turning on a K-Drama to watch together.

“This guy is so stupid, he needs to confess to her already!” you groaned at the end of the episode. “Anyway, it’s time to take of our face masks!”

As you peeled away your face mask, you rubbed the extra serum into your face, doing the same for Megumi. “You’re such a pretty boy,” you mumbled with a smile.

Megumi blushed at your words, looking away. You laughed at his shyness, pressing play on the next episode.

Snuggling back into his side, you continued to complain about how you were getting impatient with the love interest. “It’s been like, 12 episodes now!”

Megumi listened while he brushed his fingers through your hair, giving your head light scratches. You didn’t even notice until half an episode later that he had fallen asleep.

You exhaled through your nose, a small smile creeping up on your face. You took his headband off and pulled the covers over the two of you. After closing the lid of your laptop, you tossed it to the side and gave your boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek.

“G’night Megs…” you mumbled into his neck before the sound of his steady breathe and the warmth of his skin lulled you to sleep.

BONUS:

“Yuji! Come look at this!” you heard Nobara whisper as you started to wake up.

“Whatwhatwhat!”

A camera shuttered as you started to open your eyes. “...What time is it?” you mumbled sleepily, raising your head.

“Oh shit! Shit!” Yuji whisper-yelled before hurriedly shutting the door.

“...hm?” Megumi groaned, shifting beneath you. “Y/N?”

“It’s nothing Megs, go back to sleep.”

NOTES: fjdksal;fjskda this one was so late oml

anyways have a nice day cutie <33

dividers: @cafekitsune

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nnnyxie · 5 months

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oh no! a mistletoe!?

itadori and gojo are never up to any good. especially during the holiday season. (nanami kento)

warnings; one mention of alcohol, a swear word or two

sfw, gender neutral

nanami never liked parties— especially ones thrown by gojo. it always ended in some sort of disaster. like last year, when he celebrated shoko’s birthday. he got ‘dynamite’ candles. you know… the kind you only ever see in cartoons? he somehow got those— that exploded cake everywhere. nanami was kind enough to help clean afterwards (though it was mostly because he sort of pitied shoko in the moment).

but yeah. he really doesn’t like gojo’s parties.

yet, he’s at one.

now— nanami would be resting on his recliner while reading books if he could— he really would. but, you and itadori begged him to come. no— bribed him to come. you had baked all sorts of sweet breads for him (it’s his only weakness). itadori even baked him something!! it was awful and his talents lie in cooking but— it was appreciated and was enough to convince nanami to go.

now he stood behind gojo’s kitchen island, surrounded by his friends, coworkers, and students. he held a glass of eggnog that gojo ‘secretly’ spiked. it wasn’t as sneaky as gojo hoped— nanami literally watched gojo put fireball into his cup. he doesn’t mind the alcohol but, he has to drive tonight so he’d rather not drink at all.

“why so antisocial, kento?” you stood close to him, despite having all the room behind the counter. “i don’t care for these, you know i only came because of yuji and y— the bread.” you gave a simple hum and nod, a bit sad that you weren’t explicitly part of the reason. “well uh, was the bread good?” “of course. you were the one who made it after all.” he cracked a small, very tiny, smile that you were lucky enough to catch. it made your heart soar. “thank y—” “hey~ look what we got~” gojo interrupted you with a smirk— while holding a stick (?). itadori trailed behind him. “uh… what?” you just looked at him weirdly, confused as to why he had a stick in his hands and why itadori’s own hands were behind his back and not in his sweatshirt pocket.

“okay now!” itadori quickly handed something to gojo and he hooked it on the stick.

he dangled whatever was on the stick above your heads— you slowly looked up, still very confused.

oh.

“look! it’s a mistletoe! you gotta kiss!” itadori said excitedly. he was quite fond of the thought of you and nanami becoming a couple. he looked up to the both of you. almost like parental figures. “yep~ that’s the rules~” gojo gave a teasing smirk— you wanted to punch him. ruin his life, even.

you see— somehow… someway… gojo caught on to your feelings for nanami. which was quite annoying and you had to make him take a legal oath to keep it a secret from him. especially since he’s a loud mouth.

you supposed this was his sad attempt at hinting your affection towards nanami… and with itadori being here— he definitely knew. either that or gojo just got him wrapped up in another dumbass prank.

“satoru wh—” he shushes you. like— the librarian type of shush. “c’mon it’s a tradition! and you’re a traditional guy, aren’t you nami~?” now it was nanami’s turn to get frustrated— he is traditional but, the situation is just embarrassing. not because it’s you! but, because there’s people around. “stop being weird…” nanami grumbled, very quietly. “come on you two!” itadori took the stick from gojo and waved it all around you. “kiss kiss!”

you were so happy the music was up and everyone was busy— otherwise, this situation would’ve been worse than it is now. “uhm— i… what?” your voice was quiet. this interaction has been rather embarrassing. “i— well, are you… fine with it..?” he whispered, his voice became as quiet as yours. gojo couldn’t hear— but he happily assumed that you both would follow the tradition. “if you are then… yeah. i am…” your cheeks grew warm.

was he really gonna kiss you?

nanami spun the other two around and pushed them away. “we aren’t going to, so stop being ridiculous and leave.”

huh?

nanami turned back to you and gestured towards gojo’s balcony— the two of you snuck past everyone, happily leaving unnoticed.

“so uh… that was interesting,” nanami closed the balcony door. “yeah… very…” you felt awkward and slightly confused. “i wouldn’t mind by the way. kiss you, i mean. i do want to uhm… yeah,” nanami was blushing— it was a rare and pretty sight. “i’d like to as well… to kiss you.”

you both stood awkwardly, it was silent. he stared at the ground, you noticed his drink was no longer in his hand. and— he felt like a teenager again. his heart was racing, his face was flushed, and there was that awkward silence. the kind that happens after a confession where both teens know they like one another but they aren’t sure what to do next.

“why are we acting like this? like… you know— teenagers. i mean, we’re adults. we should… take the next step. shouldn’t we?” you looked at him, waiting for a reaction or response.

he shyly turns to you— it was cute to see.

he cups your face— he had a very gentle hold. and he gulps as he pulls you towards him— you know this because, you saw how his adam’s apple bobbed.

you weren’t sure where to place your hands. on his hips? his arms? around his neck? around his waist? maybe even grabbed his shirt? you didn’t know.

though— you supposed you didn’t need to know. because, as soon as his lips touched yours, they shot to his wrists.

the kiss wasn’t very long, just a 5 second one. but, it held passion and all his pent up feelings for you. it held his longing and adoration. it was electrifying— it was as if your body had been shocked. in the good way, of course.

when he pulled away, all he could do was stare at you— “thank you,” you whispered and he chuckled. “what for?” “you know… that.” he smiled and shook his head, silently laughing. “can you do it again?”

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clouduru-chan · 1 year

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Well I decided to write something about some yanderes, well I'm kind of new to this, so sorry for any mistakes, well in the Brazilian yandere community, we usually write headcanons of some characters, as well as realizing that there were no headcanons for some characters here on Tumblr, I decided to write a little about them.

Yandere reacting to reader who cosplays

Monika

- Well, you have only been dating a short time, and she knew that you loved to watch anime, series and Doramas, read some manga and light novels or play some video games, and since you know her well, you call her to watch something that involves romance;

- But something caught you off guard, when you simply showed up at the meeting with the cosplay of a romance anime you like to watch with your girlfriend;

- You did it because it might please your beautiful girlfriend;

- you cosplayed Kaguya Shinomiya from Kaguya Sama wa kokurasetai;

- Well you just wanted to surprise her, and Monika rather liked that, and with that she pours sweet kisses all over your face, and you turn into a blushing mess;

- You get a little clumsy around your girlfriend, so you don't get into the role of Kaguya too much;

- Monika loves how Kaguya Sama's school uniform dress looks perfect on you;

- Well you have been doing character cosplays for quite a while now, so it would be nice if your girlfriend knew about it;

- Well Monika realized at first that this was not the first cosplay, as it was very well done;

- When you stopped being embarrassed by the situation, you decided to act like the character you had cosplayed;

- Monika laughed a lot at your performances, because you were able to get perfectly into the role of the character;

- She loved the work you did just for her, you had so much love and dedication to it, she feels sweet, she will one day repay that;

Ayano Aishi

- She was waiting for you outside your room, but out of nowhere she feels caught, she feels your hands on her thighs and back, you had picked her up;

- This yandere turned extremely red when you did this, and when she looked at you, you were in costume;

- You were cosplaying Yuji Itadori from Jujutsu kaisen;

- The two of you kind of decided to hang out together at the comic con, to tell you the truth, you were the one who urged her to go to the event;

- At the event, you were holding hands the whole time;

- Ayano wasn't in cosplay, since she didn't see much point in it, but so that people wouldn't look down on her for not wearing something from pop culture, you lent her your Attack on Titan freedom wings sweatshirt;

- Ayano was extremely happy and flushed with this gesture, it will be a little difficult for her to return the sweatshirt to you, as she will place it on her altar with other of her belongings;

- At the event, many people came up to you to compliment the cosplay, but until one person came up, making a reference to the anime:

" What is your type of woman"

Ayano grimaced at that, why ask such a personal and stupid question?

She hadn't understood the reference, so you got into character.

"My kind of woman? My kind of woman is tall and big-butt, just like my girlfriend Ayano Aishi! He then points to the dark-haired girl.

Congratulations you have made this yandere extremely clueless.

Alan Orion

- Alan had arranged for you to go out into the forest, since he had a surprise for you;

- But you had an appointment, so you told him you were going to be a little late, of course he was annoyed by this, what was more important than him?!;

- Well you had to go to an anime event that was going to be held at the gym, a lot of people who like pop culture went there, so obviously to show your work, so you went in cosplay;

- The cosplayer you did was Rem from Re: Zero kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu;

- After the event, you were in a hurry to go see your boyfriend, because you knew he had been upset with you for changing the appointment time;

- By this time you hadn't even taken off the accessories you were wearing to make the cosplay, so you go straight into the forest to see that man;

- When you arrived, Alan was sitting with his back to you, and as soon as you approached him, your boyfriend's heterochromatic eyes sparkled with admiration; he thought you were late just to get ready like that just for him;

- Well, his intention when he called you was to fuck you hard in the forest, to get you addicted to his cock, but seeing you dressed like that made him hard right away;

- You kind of won't feel your legs for a week anymore;

Sunny day Jack

- Jack was wondering why you were taking so long in the room;

- He was intrigued in what you were doing, as this ghost was curious of what your Sunshine was doing, so he opened the door to your room;

- When he was going to ask how you were, he looked at you, you were wearing strange clothes, wearing a pink wig and contact lenses of the same color, as well as a well-made makeup over your face, making you look very effeminate;

- You jumped when he saw you cosplaying Astolfo from Fate: Apocrypha;

- Well, you decided to step into the role of the character, just to tease Jack for breaking into your room;

"Oh! So you are my master?! Then I will introduce myself! For it is very important to speak my real name! So, my name is Astolfo! One of the twelve paladins of Charles Magno! It's a pleasure" you played the role of getting all excited, quickly approaching the blue-haired man.

" What about yours?" You had a huge smile on your face, you had really gotten into character, Jack was impressed, even though he didn't understand the reference he quite liked it, especially the master part.

- Jack picks you up and puts you on the bed, he would give you lots of love, because as you said, he was your master;

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ashriverr · 2 years

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It's You, It's Always You

This fic is also on my AO3!

Pairing: Megumi/Yuji

Words: 4.2K

Summary: Fushiguro Megumi is absolutely starstruck with Itadori Yuji. How could he not be when he’s just so perfect? But his lingering fear of rejection and ruining what they already have causes him to push his feelings away. So the days pass. And the number of fingers left dwindles. And Itadori's execution draws nearer. And there Megumi stands, holding the knife to his best friend’s heart.

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Being in love with your best friend is one thing. But being in love with someone you know who’s going to die eventually is something completely different. Megumi realized long ago that he’s already too far gone to care anymore, though. He is irrevocably in love with Yuji Itadori. So in love, in fact, that it has become increasingly obvious to everyone. Everyone except, of course, Itadori himself. He could very well change that, but the fear of rejection and the possibility of ruining the relationship they share now makes him keep his feelings locked in a cage, hidden deep within himself.

The way they are now is perfectly fine anyway. Or, at least, that’s what he tells himself to feel better (it doesn’t work). He tried asking Gojo for help once, but that was a mistake. Now every time he and Itadori are in Gojo’s presence, Megumi has to deal with smug looks and kissy faces when the boy is looking away. At this rate, he wouldn’t be surprised if Itadori catches on. But he doesn’t, and Megumi couldn’t be more relieved.

The door behind him slides open and a familiar, comforting voice speaks up. “There you are!” Itadori shouts excitedly from behind. It’s a warm, summer evening. Megumi is seated on the steps outside the dormitory basking in the warmth of the remaining sun and the sounds of the cicadas quieting down for the night. The chilly breeze marks the approach of fall.

His heart jumps as his friend plops down on the steps right next to him and he nearly has a heart attack when Itadori bumps their shoulders together. He wishes the touch could last longer. “You’ve been out here for a while. Something on your mind?”

Yes. You. You, you, you. You and your bubblegum pink hair, your sweatshirts that smell like fresh laundry, your slightly crooked smile that is just so you, your calloused hands that brushed against mine a few times causing a whirlwind in my mind for the entire night. You. You, Yuji Itadori, are on my mind.

If only he had the bravery to say it out loud.

“No. Just enjoying the weather.” The two sit in comfortable silence for a few moments. Megumi turns his head to look at Itadori who’s staring up at the sky with a gentle smile on his face. The breeze rustles his hair and he closes his eyes and lets out a contented sigh. Megumi imagines himself being the one to cause this reaction from Itadori instead of the breeze. He pictures himself running his hands through his hair and it's as smooth as the finest silk. He imagines Itadori closing his eyes and leaning into his touch, perhaps leaning into his whole body until his head is in Megumi’s lap and he’s staring up at him. Maybe if he goes to stretch and “accidentally” brushes his hand against Itadori’s hair in the process then he can-

His thoughts are cut off when he notices the boy staring at him with his head tilted to the side a bit like a confused dog. Megumi swallows thickly.

“Did you say something?” he asks, cursing himself for how weak his voice sounds. He tries to keep his eyes on Itadori’s, but he glances down at his lips just for a second before looking back into his eyes.

“No, no it’s fine.” Itadori closes his eyes and puts a hand on his forehead dramatically. “I know my handsomeness gets too distracting sometimes.” Megumi snorts and feels the corners of his mouth quirk up. He tries to look away and places a hand on his cheek before Itadori notices, but it’s too late. He gasps and leans toward the boy. “Is that a smile I see? Did I make the Fushiguro Megumi smile? I should get an award for this!”

“The sun was in my eyes,” he says, yet the sunbeams that are just now beginning to disappear under the horizon struggle to filter through the trees in the forest beyond. He takes his hand off his cheek and turns back to face Itadori. “I was just…” his voice trails off. He’s now face to face with Itadori, noses nearly touching. The sun casts a golden glow on the pink-haired boy’s face and Megumi swears he’s staring at the sun itself. Itadori’s scent envelops his nose and he feels like he’s on cloud nine. His breath hitches and his brain is begging him to move away, to put some distance between them, but his body won’t let him. If only he could just lean forward and connect their lips, then perhaps this unbearable pining could stop. But he can’t act upon his selfish desire and potentially hurt his best friend in the process; he can’t deal with the guilt. And so, he keeps his urge at bay and focuses on the boy in front of him.

Itadori’s smile turns soft, and his eyes lose the crinkle they get when he smiles wide or laughs. He’s staring straight into Megumi’s eyes, his irises sparkling in the light, pupils dilated. The look he’s giving him is tender and filled with admiration as if he’s studying a painting. “Y’know,” he begins, lightly. There’s a different tone to his voice, but Megumi can’t quite figure it out. “You should smile more. It looks really good on you.”

If it’s possible for Megumi to fall even deeper in love, he just did.

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Megumi and Itadori are leaning against a wall side by side, shopping bags all around them from Nobara who’s currently pursuing a store. She only dragged Megumi with her to hold her bags, but Itadori decided to tag along. Megumi isn’t sure why he’d want to do this in his free time when he could be back in his room watching a TV show or reading a manga, but it gives him a confidence boost, albeit a small one. Perhaps Itadori tagged along because he likes to be with him. Because he likes him in a more than a friend way and wants to spend every waking moment with him. There’s a small spark of hope in the forest of his heart. A big enough spark to keep an eye on but not big enough to set the forest ablaze. However, a deep part of him has a feeling it’s just Itadori’s FOMO kicking in. He kicks a pebble in front of him.

“Do you ever think about getting a girlfriend?” Itadori asks, breaking the silence. Megumi nearly chokes.

“Why are you asking?” He turns his head to look at Itadori who’s staring into the distance. Of course I don’t want a girlfriend. I want you.

Itadori shrugs. “Well, y’know, we’re teens. Every teenager wants someone special in their life. Nobara talks about how she wants a girlfriend all the time, so I just wondered if you thought the same.”

Yes, he does. He thinks it all the time. As he’s falling asleep, as he’s eating breakfast, as he’s walking to class. It’s always Itadori taking up space in his mind. He might as well start paying rent for all the space he takes up. “No, I don’t.”

Itadori chuckles, “Right. Yeah. I had a feeling.”

Megumi turns to look straight ahead again and notices a couple in the distance, walking along the sidewalk. He pictures Itadori and himself doing the same; they’re holding hands as Itadori tells him about his day and he listens, letting him ramble because he loves to hear him talk. “Do you?”

Itadori hums and scratches the back of his head. “Mm, not really. I think my mind’s just been too preoccupied with other things.” Megumi looks at Itadori and notices a slight shade of pink dusting his cheeks. Why does he look embarrassed? Before he can overthink, Itadori speaks up again. “Like babysitting you.” The look of horror on Megumi’s face makes Itadori erupt with laughter. He doubles over, clutching his stomach.

“Ha! I wish you could see yourself right now!” Megumi pouts and crosses his arms.

“Why are you even here anyway? Wouldn’t you rather spend your time somewhere else?” Once Itadori recollects himself he stands back up and faces Megumi.

“‘Cause, you’re here, duh!” His pout instantly vanishes, and his heart stutters. What’s that supposed to mean? Does he just mean that as friends? Is that supposed to imply something more?

“What-”

“Hey nerds,” Nobara interrupts. She has two shopping bags that she holds out to Megumi. “Watcha talking about?”

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Itadori ate another finger.

There is now one left.

Time is ticking, but Megumi is still too much of a coward to do anything. Not even as the two sit in silence, shoulder to shoulder, on the floor of Itadori’s room. Itadori is scrolling through his phone, both his legs outstretched. They haven’t spoken a word since their last mission. Megumi is reading a book, the arm holding the book resting on his outstretched leg and his other arm resting on his bent leg; his eyes just keep scanning the same sentence over and over again. How could he focus when his best friend’s death is drawing nearer?

Itadori sighs and locks his phone. He tosses it to the side and drops his head onto Megumi’s shoulder. Megumi freezes and nearly drops his book. Itadori has been getting more touchy by the day, and it still catches him off guard. “I’m scared, Fushiguro,” he whispers, absentmindedly picking at the pills on Megumi’s sweater.

He doesn’t know what to say. What can he say? No words, no amount of affection, can be enough to quell the fear of death. Besides, how could he even begin to comfort someone when he himself needs just as much? When he can already feel himself falling deeper and deeper into a pit of despair, soon unable to dig his way out. He swallows and suddenly feels as if the walls are closing in on him.

“What if there’s something I can do? Something that… that we just don’t know about? What if I could fix this?” Itadori picks his head up and places his chin on Megumi’s shoulder to look at him and he turns to look back. His friend’s gorgeous light brown eyes aren’t filled with their usual gleam and it pains him.

“There’s nothing you can do.” He sounds utterly hopeless. Megumi opens and closes his mouth as if he’s going to speak but doesn’t. He knows there’s no way out of this, he knows.

“I don’t want you to go,” he admits, quietly. His words seem void of emotion, but Itadori can see through it.

“I don’t want to go either, but this is the only way we can get rid of Sukuna.”

Megumi grits his teeth. “It’s not fair.”

Itadori moves his head back to rest on his shoulder. “I know,” he whispers as he slides his arm down Megumi’s and slowly intertwines their fingers. Megumi’s eyes widen and he can feel his heart beating a mile a minute. Friends do things like this all the time, but Megumi can’t help but feel that this is different from just normal friends holding hands. He can’t help but feel some sort of hope that maybe, just maybe, Itadori shares his feelings. But he still doesn’t confess just in case there’s a chance he doesn’t. He needs to crush the hope before it takes over his mind.

They continue to sit in comfortable silence and Itadori eventually falls asleep. A part of Megumi wants to move because he knows that if he stays like this any longer, it’ll be the end of him. But another part of him is okay with that. He’s already fallen too hard, after all. And Itadori was the one to make the first move anyway, so it’s not like Megumi’s being selfish by staying like this. He’s just comforting his friend who needs it.

And so, he places his head atop the boy’s and lets him sleep.

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“Are you insane?” Megumi spits. The Jujutsu higher-ups must be joking.

“We were going to have Gojo be the one, but we decided that you would be a better fit,” one of them explains, a slight smirk showing off his disgustingly yellow teeth. “He did put up quite the fight when we broke the news to him.”

“I won’t do it.”

Another higher-up clicks his tongue and Megumi’s nostrils flare. “That wasn’t a suggestion. It was an order. You are to execute Itadori Yuji whether you like it or not.”

Silence.

“You are dismissed.” He walks out of the room with fire in his veins and goes to the dorms where Itadori is waiting for him in his room. When he sees the way Megumi whips the door open and stomps in the room, slamming it shut, he rushes up to him and grabs his shoulders.

“What’s wrong? What did they say?”

Megumi stares at the ground. “They want me to be the one to execute you.” Itadori’s grip falters.

“What?”

“Those bastards want me to be the one to kill you!” He raises his arms and drops them to his side. Itadori slides his hands off Megumi’s shoulders and he misses the touch. “It’s like they get some sort of satisfaction at this. Like we’re entertainment for them.”

Itadori chuckles dryly, trying to lighten the mood. “I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s how they see it. They’re probably some sort of sadists.” He frowns when Megumi doesn’t react and cups his cheeks, pulling his head up to look at him. Butterflies fly around in Megumi’s stomach and he swears they’re going to burst when Itadori steps closer. He’s still upset at the situation of course, but his mind is starting to become fuzzy. “Hey, I’m still alive right now. Let’s focus on that, yeah? Don’t waste your time worrying about the future when we can still enjoy the present.”

Megumi licks his lips. “Yeah,” he says, but he didn’t really hear what Itadori said. He’s too focused on their distance, or lack thereof, to think about anything else at the moment. His senses are overwhelmed. His eyes never leave his friend’s lips, and he knows he’s probably being way too obvious at this point, but he can’t help it. Maybe if he gets one kiss, everything will fade away; he can forget what's going on for just a moment and only focus on the feel of the boy’s lips against his. He knows that won’t help in the long run. He knows that after they pull apart, the world will become clear again and he’ll have to face the future, but it wouldn’t be too bad forgetting for just this moment.

His eyelids lower as he puts all his focus on Itadori’s lips and he feels himself slowly leaning in like a magnet being pulled to a piece of metal. However, before he can lean too far, he panics and encases him in a hug instead. Coward. Itadori laughs lightly (it sounds… pained?) and wraps his arms around him tightly, resting a cheek on his shoulder. His hair tickles Megumi’s neck and squeezes back. They stay like that for a while, desperately holding on. He wishes for this moment to never stop, but unfortunately, all good things must come to an end.

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Megumi grips the cursed weapon in his shaking hand as he stares at his best friend tied to a wooden chair with rope oozing with strong cursed energy to keep him in place. Looking at his helpless form makes his skin crawl.

The day after Megumi’s meeting with the higher-ups, they’d announced Itadori’s execution date which was only three days later. Most of the time, Itadori spent those three days with the others, saying his last goodbyes. Megumi was always there in the background. He selfishly wished to have all of Itadori’s attention on himself. The time they did spend alone together was spent in silence with the occasional small talk in between. They held each other in their beds each night and it hurt Megumi to know that he would never be able to hold him like that again, especially as anything more than friends He wishes he could have said something then, given himself closure. Unfortunately, it was too late.

“You know, Megumi,” Itadori begins, his voice wavering. “I was too much of a coward to say this before, and I know now’s not the right time, but I love you. And as much as it hurts me to say it, I hope you, no I want you to, find someone who can love you the way I couldn’t.” Tears begin to stream down his face. What sick fuck decided that the both of them deserve this fate? What did they ever do besides be two teens in love? Two dorky teens who didn’t know how to admit their feelings.

“I’m a coward too,” Megumi replies, weakly. “I’ve been in love with you since the moment I laid my eyes on you.”

“Love at first sight? I didn’t know you could be such a sap.” Despite the sorrow that suffocates the room, Itadori’s comment manages to make Megumi crack a smile. A small one, but still a smile. “There’s my favorite smile.” They both go silent for a moment until Itadori speaks up again. “Can… Can I be selfish for a moment?”

“Of course.”

“Can you kiss me? Just once.”

His heart drops. “Itadori,” he begs.

“Please. I know that’s selfish of me but please. Please just one kiss.”

Itadori’s sobs ricochet off the walls and Megumi can barely hear the words that escape his mouth. “Do you realize,” he hiccups, “what that’ll do to me when, when you’re gone?”

“I know, I’m sorry. I’ve just wanted to for so long.”

“Then why didn’t you do something sooner?” Megumi yells. He’s not mad, he could never be mad at Itadori. But he’s overwhelmed and frustrated and he doesn’t know how else to express it.

“I tried!” Itadori yells back. “All those times I put my head on your shoulder and sat or stood a little too close to you, hell, I even held your hand once, I was trying so hard to say something, to even hint at it. I thought you would eventually catch on.”

Megumi froze. All those times that he brushed it off as Itadori just being friendly, he was trying to confess to him? “I didn’t catch on,” he began, “because I was too insecure and stupid and scared and all I could think about was the fact that you probably didn’t feel the same way.” He drops the tool and frantically rubs at his eyes.

“Megumi…” Why did he have to say his first name now of all time?

Megumi collapses to his knees at the sound of it. It sounds so wonderful coming from his mouth. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry for not realizing,” his voice cracks and he doesn’t try to hold back anymore. “It’s all my fault.” He rests his head on Itadori’s legs and grips the fabric of his pants as he finally lets his feelings free. Sobs rack his body. “Please don’t leave me. I don’t want you to leave me!” He wants to cut the ropes and be enveloped in Itadori’s warm hugs. He wants to cuddle with him under the stars and steal kisses before bed. He wants to take Itadori and run away, far away where nobody will ever find them. He wants them to be happy, and most of all, free of all burdens.

“Hey, look at me.” He looks up at Itadori. “It’s not your fault. None of this is your fault, you hear me?”

Megumi wipes his eyes and slowly sits up until he’s kneeling between Itadori’s legs which are tied to the legs of the chair. He grabs the boy’s cheeks and they look deeply into each other’s eyes as more tears spill. Their first kiss wasn’t supposed to be like this. It was supposed to be on the dormitory rooftop at night while the world was asleep and it was just the two of them. He would initiate it and it would be so clumsy, so perfect, so them. Itadori would pull back and make a joke about his attempt at wooing him. Megumi would become defensive out of embarrassment and try to turn away but Itadori would grab his face and kiss all over to make him feel better. He’ll never get that now, though.

Megumi stares into Itadori’s eyes for just a moment longer, memorizing every little detail, even the small dot of gold on his left iris that shines so beautifully in the sun, before leaning in and connecting their lips.

With broken hearts and an immeasurable amount of love, enough to challenge Aphrodite herself, they share their first and last kiss. It begins gently but instantly turns desperate as Megumi tries to pour all the love he couldn’t express before into it while Itadori does the same. They break away for just a moment to catch their breaths before diving back in, unable to get enough of each other. Their tears cause the kisses to taste salty, but neither of them cares.

An impatient bang sounds from the door and the two pull apart, panting. Megumi feels a lump form in his throat, reality coming back into focus and his hands begin to shake again.

“I can’t do this. I don’t want to do this,” he murmurs, his heart rate and breaths quickening. He takes his hand off the boy’s cheeks and frantically rubs at his eyes again.

“It’s gonna be alright,” Itadori croaks. He tries to smile, but the corners of his eyes don’t crinkle like usual. Megumi’s legs feel like jello and he feels sick to his stomach. Everything sounds muffled now, and the world is becoming dim as if the sun is being shielded by dark clouds.

“Remember what I said earlier. All I want is for you to be happy.”

I can’t be happy unless I’m with you. Megumi reluctantly picks up the cursed tool and slowly positions it to level with Itadori’s chest. They look into each other's eyes for the last time. He takes in a deep breath.

“I love you, Yuji,” Megumi says, voice unwavering. The boy’s smile makes him feel like he’s staring at the sun again.

But then he plunges the tool into Itadori’s chest and the sun goes out.

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The world is dull and Megumi is numb. He’s spent the past few days after the execution in Gojo’s room, unable to sleep by himself due to the images of that day replaying through his mind, haunting him. When he finally manages to drift off, he eventually awakens in the middle of the night in a cold sweat with Gojo cradling him and whispering words of comfort. He runs his hand through Megumi’s sweat-soaked hair and rocks them back and forth until his shaking eventually subsides and sleep whisks him away once again. On the days when the night terrors decide to be nice, he’s plagued with dreams of what his life could have been if Yuji was still alive. He can’t decide if that’s worse.

Yuji’s room is eventually cleared out, without Megumi’s help due to his inability to walk into the room without wanting to collapse, but a box of his most prized possessions is given to him. He can’t even bring himself to open the box, so it sits in the corner of his room gathering dust. The only piece of Yuji he has out is the hoodie he was given on a cold night that he found in his dresser. It lays crumpled next to his pillow, full of Yuji’s scent. It’s the only reason he’s able to sleep on his own, and Megumi fears for the day when the scent inevitably fades.

Yuji’s last request sits in the back of his mind for months after that day. Fulfilling it is the least he could do, but nobody is Yuji; nobody is good enough. So instead of finding someone new to love him, he tries to surround himself with those who already do. He spends even more time with Nobara (they’re practically attached at the hip unless she’s with her girlfriend, Maki), occasionally hangs out with Inumaki and the others, and makes sure to spend time with Gojo as much as he can, even if it’s something as small as having dinner together every night. He eventually asks the man to be his legal guardian and would admit to this day that he’s never seen Gojo cry as much as he did after he was given the papers to sign. He’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him truly happy for the first time in a while.

So yeah, life started to become pretty good. Well, as good as can be without Yuji. He lives it to the fullest and slowly puts his shattered pieces back together. They are messy, no doubt as if a child attached them with school glue, but he is content.

And when it is eventually time for him to go, he closes his eyes and smiles, for he would finally be reunited with his love for eternity.

#Jujutsu Kaisen #megumi fushiguro #itadori x megumi #itadori yuuji #jujutsu kaisen fanfic #angst #jujutsu kaisen angst #pining #fanfiction #jujutsu kaisen fanfiction #itafushi

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cas0214 · 1 year

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The Strongest

Chapter 4

A yuji itadori x reader fic

"Do I look dumb"

I look up from my phone, a little spooked from the sudden noise, and see Grell in a white dress shirt that have a couple of unbuttoned buttons to show off more of his skin, black dress pants, black shoes and a black suit jacket that he's holding behind his shoulder with two fingers. And instead of his blindfold he's wearing his glasses

"Ye-"

"I don't even know why I'm asking, I never look dumb."

"You're going to get laid aren't you." Looking at him with a face that practically screams'get the fuck away from me'

"Whatttt?? Noooo I would never--yeah." He finally said after noticing my face. "How'd you know??"

"The way your dressed says 'I want some pussy'. You're even wearing your glasses."

He sighs, throwing his jacket onto my desk chair, taking off his glasses and places themcarefully on top of my desk. He reaches my bed and throws himself on top of me in a starfish position making me grunt and drop my phone on my face. I don't even try moving my phone as it falls off my face when hestretches and hits me more or less everywhere as he's grunting acting like he's the one in pain.

"Dude hasn't my face had enough." I barely get out as I have a literal mammoth on top of me. I would learn in a few seconds that me speaking was a big mistake as he looks over at me with that dumb smirk he wears whenever he try'sandfails fucking with Nanami.

I raise my hands in a self-defense sort of manor and start waving them around when he suddenly moves to lean over me to start lightly smacking my face. After a couple of seconds of me getting toured he moves his hands to squish my cheeks together and plastered the most absurd, wettest and terrible kisses all around my face.

I started laughing really hard with my hands moving to his shoulders trying to push him off me, him ignoring my protests. After a couple of more seconds of my second round of torture he finally stops his attacks but doesn't move his hands off my cheeks but moves his face away from mine to look at all the spit that was slotted itself on my face, only for him to stop and stare at my smiling form, with my eyes closed and head leaned back on the pillow.

"What?" I asked out of breath, opening my eyes and using my sweatshirt sleeve to wipe the spit off my face. His only response was shimmying his way down, lifting my shirt up, shooting me a quick glance with those mischievous eyes, quickly leaning down to blow raspberries on my stomach.

After a couple of minutes of more goofing off we finally landed on the floor, me on my stomach and Gabriella on his knees hunching over while holding his stomach with the most genuine smile I've seen.

"Shit-it's been a while since I had a good laugh."

"Don't you have a date?"

"SHIT!"

This story takes place after the anime, but my sad ass is not following the manga so I'm making stuff up as I go but there still are going to be manga spoilers as time goes on. This chapter I wanted to showcasesome of the random stuff that Gojo and the reader do but I swear this is a Yuji fic and we will see more of him soon. It's probably not going to be a slow burn, but I don't know soooo

#yuji itadori #gojo satoru #x reader #reader insert #yuji itadori x reader

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Hiiii i was wondering if i could request an anime match-up for aot, jjk and bnha :D

I'm 17 and my pronouns are he/they

I'm an istp and scorpio. I'm transgender and bisexual.

About my appearance i wear glasses, brown eyes and have short brown straight hair. I'm 5,2 and mostly wear comfy clothing like sweatpants, t-shirt with a flannel or a hoodie

I'm an introvert and struggle to talk in general but is more expressive in media.

My love language is quality time and act of service

My favorite animes are Jojo's bizarre adventure and attack on titan.

I also love story type or cozy video games.

I also have autism which I get alot of sensory issues or struggle to talk.

I like listening to music, watching anime, eating, playing games, coloring manga panels and rainy weather

I dislike bugs, hot weather and loud noises

Hi, hope you’re well.

For AOT I match you with Historia Riess

Historia and you are like two peas in a pod. Neither is seen without the other. The two of you find comfort in each other’s presence and have many inside jokes that seem so random to others.

She knows you well enough to help you calm yourself down after a sensory overload or whenever you’re not feeling yourself.

For JJK I match you with Yuji Itadori

Your favourite activity with Yuji is watching anime or gaming. He’s the type to constantly yell at the tv as if the characters can hear him.

Yuji purposely leaves his sweatshirts and hoodies laying around so that you’ll take them and wear them. He loves seeing you in his hoodies.

For BNHA I match you with Mina Ashido

Mina hates rainy weather but if it means she gets to spend the day inside with you, then who cares about a little rain.

Her favourite rainy day activities with you are putting on a pretend show, where she shows off her flashy moves and karaoke skills.

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hi hi!! can i please get a romantic jjk matchup? im bisexual & use she/her pronouns :)

for my personality, i’d say im fairly bubbly and optimistic! i always try to make other people smile and i love giving others compliments! i tend to be pretty affectionate and a little clingy, i like to hold other people’s hands and or arms when we’re hangin out and stuff:) i also really like anything sweet or caffeinated, which isn’t always the best, but caffeine gives me energy and i like who i am when i’m energized and excited!! i also love anything soft or cute, seeing animals when im out on walks is amazing, especially when you get to pet them!!

for my interests, there’s walking, yoga, shopping, reading, skating, makeup, fashion, and baking! im fairly big on makeup and fashion, i love dressing up and dressing up other people even if we’re not going anywhere, i just think it’s fun!! and im fairly short (5’2), so i really like platform shoes because being tall makes me feel cool andjdjdndn. as much as i like going out though, i also really like staying in on quiet afternoons reading while waiting for something to be done baking :) just calm feelings ig

please and thank you!! remember to drink some water and have a nice day :)

I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is

Yuji Itadori

He is an optimistic person who likes to smile. His day doesn't start without a smile. He likes to make others smile when he has a smile on his face. And if he fails, at least he tries not to let anyone be sad. He exudes such cheerful energy that you can see that he is nice person.

He is also a sensitive person as well as a very sensitive one. He doesn't like to look at human misfortune. He always trying to help. Whether it's mentally to cheer someone up, or physically to just help out in distress.

He often gets excited for no reason. If he finds out that something he wants is going to happen, he may even jump in joy. It is often loud and bright. He will get impatient when he has to wait for the moment when he can get something or meet someone. He won't stay in one place for long if he can be somewhere else.

As a person full of energy, he is like the sun shining with joy.

Headcanon:

• He doesn't mind any activity. He can read (manga), go for walks. Do whatever you want. When shopping, you can just make him wear your stuff, but if he likes it, he'll help you choose whatever.

• For jokes, he can even let you dress him. He feels normally when you prepare clothes for him from his wardrobe. But he would never mind to put on a dress or a skirt and walk around to make someone laugh. Same with makeup. You can consider it your mannequin. Because even if he protests, he cannot bear to be asked all the time, and if he refuses, you will feel upset.

• He loves your clinging to other people. He loves it when you take his hand, when you jump on his back. Or you hold his arm when you walk next to each other. He is sticky. He likes to cuddle, hold his hand or just touch.

• When you go for walks together, he then feels that you really feel attached to him. Because, however, you like to touch him and you are not ashamed to do it in public.

• He is unable to figure out which animal he likes best. If it has fur, he will caress it. If it is nice, he will play with it. And if it is aggressive, it is best to run away, because he doesn't want to harm the pet. He's just good-natured.

• Cooking, baking and everything else is something that he can do, so he will help you or cook something together.

• He often wears a looser sweatshirt and pants that he finds, he doesn't care what he looks like. Unless you make him wear something. Besides, he will praise your appearance.

• He can even dress up as a clown if you want to. He will do whatever you ask him to do. And if you also say nice words to him and that you love him, he will surely succumb to you.

• If you like to be higher than the rest, he will either carry you on his back or seat you on his shoulders. If it makes you laugh and smile, he will be in heaven. When you can admire the views from above, he can show that he is so strong for you. Since his strength is useful to you, he will want to be even stronger.

• Your shared moments are divided into crazy and peaceful. Home is a nice place too. And if you like to be there together, it can't be wrong.

• He is like a friend to you by being a boyfriend. He is always open-minded and not afraid to admit his feelings. For him, being your boyfriend is better than being a friend. Could be closer to you.

"(y/n), is it comfortable for you? That's good! I could lift you a little higher. Huh? Should I not overdo it? Okay. Let's go to the store, then let's go home! I want to spend my time with you! I love you so much! "

#jujutsu itadori #jujutsu kaisen matchups #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #anime matchup #jjk matchups

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s0dium · 2 years

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Distracted

Gamer!Yuji x Reader

A/n: Title and story inspired by @xosuki and her story which you can check out here x (its very steamy heheh) sorry I haven't been posting this week schools been whooping my ass and my mental healths been rlly bad 😓but I’ll continue to do my best 😊

Summary:You're tired of your boyfriends attention always being on the screen. So you devise a plan.

Warnings: Fingering, riding, semi public sex(?)

You were such a perfect girlfriend. Always willing to help yuji, to tend to his every need and want, even if that meant you couldn't walk the next day. You never once complained about your boyfriends higher than normal libido or the way he sometimes used your pussy like a fleshlight to dump all of his cum in. No, you were by all means perfect.

But your patience was nearing its end. A relationship was supposed to be reciprocal right? You both were to tend to each others needs. But right now it felt like you were more or less being neglected even though Yuji probably didn't intend to.

Its been at least two hours since you came over to yujis house, where he has been seated infront of a computer the whole time, furiously typing in commands and talking through the microphone on his head set to your mutual friends, the faint sound of gun fire emmiting from his headphones.

“Fuck! Someone is trying to snipe me from the western building can you get him Megumi?” Yujis voice made you bit your lip as you sat on the edge of his bed and watched him from behind. At this point, everything was turning you on for no apparent reason. You hugged Yujis pillow to your chest and breathed in his scent, rubbing your thighs together as you eyed your boyfriend like a predator. He wasn’t even wearing pants, just simple black boxers that showed the perfect outline of his dick, the bulge being large even though Yuji wasn’t even hard yet. Your whole body was getting hot, too hot, especially the lower half of your body, and the warm weight in your stomach was getting too much to bare.

Ah fuck it.

You bent down to grab the hem of your sweat pants, pulling it down and kicking it off to reveal small light pink panties between your plush thighs. The fabric of Yujis oversized shirt brushed against your sensitive nipples as you removed your bra, electing a small gasp from you. There was already a small damp spot on the bottom of your underwear, and you slithered a finger down to your core to feel the wetness, wet clicking sounds emmitting from your pussy as you played with your folds.

No this just wouldn’t do. You needed Yuji.

Without making a sound you slowly walked to Yuji, nervously fisting the ends of the oversized shirt you wore, so big it was practically a dress on you. Soon you came into Yujis field of vision, and he took of the head phone on one of his ears curiously.

“You need anything babe?”

You didn’t reply, only moving forward until each leg was on either side of Yujis thigh, to which you suddenly sat down, too embarrassed to look at your boyfriend in the eye.

Tiny trembling hands came up to Yuji’s chest to fist the grey material of his sweatshirt as you slowly grind yourself onto Yuji’s bare thigh. You could no longer hear the muffled sound of guns firing that emitted from Yuji’s headphones and instead you could only focus on the aching empty feeling that resonated in your legs.

“Y/n.....” Yuji voice came out slightly strangled, groaning your name like a warning as he nervously bit his lip. His fingers slightly hesitated on the keyboard while he gave you fleeting glances from the corner of his eye, trying his best to focus on Nobara yelling commands instead of how he could feel your arousal seeping through your lace underwear.

“Yo Itadori, you good?” Megumis voiced boomed from the headphones and Yuji quickly unmuted and adjusted the microphone attached to his headset.

“Uh yeah, I was just talking to Y/n” A shudder racked his body when he heard you softly mewl into his neck. Light pink dusted your cheeks, making the tips of your ears almost the same color as your boyfriends hair, and your eyes were hooded with lust. God, you were so perfect, so helpless and eager for him to fill you up with cum like he always, always did.

“Please Yuji....” Your lips grazed over his ear, sending goosebumbps along his body “Im so horny please...” He let out a low groan at your words and you took one of his large hands away from the keyboard and guided it to your underwear for him to feel. You slightly jumped at the feeling of his fingers tracing your slit on the outside of your underwear and you slowly humped his hand in desperation for more contact.

“Shit, you’re so wet,” he groaned. He used his thumb to push your panties to the side and then slowly slid two thick fingers in to feel your cunt. You clenched around nothing, pushing your hips toward his hand, basking in the way his digits elicited lewd wet noises from your body.

“Hmm~ yes, right there please yuji p-please~” You whine into his chest bury your nose into sweater to take in the scent of pine and and fresh laundry that you loved so much. Yujis eyes darted between the flashing graphics on the computer screen and the sight of his fingers disappearing in and out of your sloppy folds, lingering his gaze a second too long to the sight of them shamelessly spreading your folds, sliding along your clit and curving back inside you to swirl tight little circles against your g-spot.

“Yujiiii~m’ want you inside pleaseee” You do your best to speak at quietly as you can while while your hands reach down to palm the obvious outline of his dick against his boxers. You pull the hem down just enough for his length to spring out and slap against his abodomen and you can feel your mouth water at the sight of his throbbing cock. Yuji didnt take his eyes off you for a second as he watched one of your trembling hand wrap around his shaft and start to slowly glide up the erect length. He sharply inhaled when he felt your other hand move to spread the dripping pre-cum all over his sensitive angry red tip. You lift your hips up and move to position his dick underneath you, dragging his tip along your slit to collect the juices before lowering your self down until you bottomed out.

You have to bite into yujis shoulders inorder to prevent you from screaming due to the way he stretched you so perfectly, the burn of it leaving your stomach hot and wanting more.

“Oh fuck....” Yuji groaned into your ear, relishing in the way your pussy squeezed around him so tightly. You start to lift and lower your hips on his cock without warning, the sound of wet sweaty skin slapping mix and mingle in the sex steamed air.

“Itadori what are you doing just standing there, shoot the guy!” Nobara hissed and for a second Yujis attention snapped back to the screen to press a command only to fall right back on the way your pretty face scrunched up with pleasure. He let out a soft groan at the way your pussy feverishly grips his cock. You want to scream at the way his dick fills you up so perfectly every time you snap your hips down on him.

“Is y/n still talking to you or something” That must’ve been pandas voice who asked and Yuji scrambled his brain for the right words to reply

“Uh y-yeah sorry she just needs help looking for something right now thats all! I’m still here!”

Your stomach twists at the thought of being caught and Yuji quickly types some commands in to appease his team mates. Every vein on his cock dragged against your velvety walls, catching on your entrance as you pulled back before falling back on to him.

You wanted to engrave the scene that was happening in front of you into your brain.Yuji looked entirely bothered, face adorned with a deep pink blush,hair tousled from roaming hands and a harshly bit lip to emit any sounds from coming out.

Your too indulged in the pleasure to notice that two thick fingers had made its way into your mouth, pressing on your tongue so a string of saliva drips down your chin and onto your chest.

“G-good girl” Yuji barley manages to whisper out.

The words have you tightening around Yujis length, as you continued to lift your self faster up and down his dick. The high moan he gives, that you give too, mix and mingle in the sex-steamed air.

Yuji needed to say something about the tension deep in his stomach, how it was building and building until it was as tight as possible. All that left him, however, was a strangled cry when it snapped, and among it he heard you gasp. You bit your lip and slightly jumped at the feeling of sticky warm liquid filling you up and dripping down to where the two of you were connected. The feeling made the feeling of pleasure in your core come to a crescendo as you squeezed impossibly tight around Yujis dick, pussy fluttering as you toppled over the edge.

Yuji couldn’t look though, couldn’t open his eyes and ignore the colors he was seeing behind his eyelids. Everything was good - so, so, so good. His skin was buzzing, mind cloudy, and the only thing he could focus on was the throbbing that was taking over his body. When he did finally find the capability to look at you, you were a bit of a mess.

There was a silence as you layed limp on top of your boyfriend, the sound of heavy breaths from the both of you filling the room, Yujis dick still inside your warm cum filled cunny.

You both jumped when you heard a familiar voice from the head set on Yujis head.

“Please tell me y’all did not just bone.”

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Practice Makes Perfect | Chapter 10

pairing: yuji itadori (18+) x f!reader

themes/content: modern college au (characters aged up to 18+). language. 18+, MDNI

word count: 1.7k

a/n: clarity by zedd playing softly in the background

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After your fight with Yuji, things get bad. The next month is a blur. Your mind is clouded, unable to focus on your classes, or anything else for that matter. You feel like you’re watching yourself going through the motions everyday - wake up, go to class, come home, eat, sleep, repeat. As you stare at yourself in the mirror while you brush your teeth, it’s like you’re not even there.

Yuji hasn’t tried texting you, so you don’t even bother going on your phone anymore. You didn’t realize how dark your life becomes without the light of his presence in it. It feels like you’ve lost your ability to feel anything, too burnt out from the anger, confusion, and guilt you’ve been fighting the past few weeks.

Megumi can tell something is off when you sit silently next to him in class, your normal smile now gone without a trace. He wants to ask, but he has a feeling he already knows what’s bothering you, and pressing you on it won’t help. After every lecture you get up with a sigh, muttering a soft, “See you later,” to him, the only words he hears you say anymore.

You become listless. You no longer know how to fill your time, so you start wandering around campus. A part of you hopes that the fresh air will clear the dirt you feel clouding your soul, but it doesn’t seem to help.

During one of these walks, your eyes unfocused as you look down to trace the outline of the bricks lining the path beneath your feet, you suddenly get the wind knocked out of you as you collide directly into someone.

“Sorry,” you mutter without looking up, trying to regain your footing.

“Shit, it’s okay,” you hear the voice of the person you ran into respond. “Oh wait, I know you!”

You sluggishly pull your eyes from your ground to the person standing in front of you. Your eyes meet their face and you recognize the familiar shoulder-length brown hair - Nobara. She stands in front of you in a plain sweatshirt and leggings, almost perfectly mirroring your outfit. You can’t say anything, and you’re not even sure what you would say, so you just stare at her.

Sensing the silence, she takes initiative to continue the conversation. “You’re Yuji’s friend, right?”

His name sends a pang of guilt through your body and your eyes shift down, not sure how to respond anymore. Are you friends? Does he hate you? Does he even want to talk to you anymore? The questions course through your mind, but you’re pulled back by the realization that you should probably respond to her question. You muster an empty nod, your face blank, eyes still on the ground.

“Yeah, I recognize you! He talks about you all the time,” she laughs. “Sorry, I realize it’s kind of weird that I just started talking to you because we’ve never actually met, I just knew your face from all the pictures Yuji has shown me of you guys together. I’m Nobara Kugisaki,” she says, holding her hand out to shake it.

You slowly raise your hand to hers, shaking it loosely, still not making eye contact. As you do, her words replay in your mind. He…talks about you? He shows her pictures of you two together?

She raises one eyebrow at your visibly dejected demeanor, and decides to take matters into her own hands. “Hey, I’m about to go grab a coffee, do you want to come? I’ve honestly been dying to meet you,” she follows.

Scanning her voice, you don’t find any hint of jealousy in it. She actually sounds shockingly genuine. For the first time your eyes move up to meet hers. “Okay,” you say meekly.

“Great!” she cheers, wrapping her arm through yours as she practically drags you down the street.

She brings you to a cafe right off campus that you and Megumi had been to before, one that he personally described as “just alright.” You pick a table as Nobara brings over your coffees, setting a latte down in front of you as she takes a sip of her iced coffee.

“So,” she starts, “what’s going on with you and Yuji?”

Of course. You knew this question was an inevitability. What had he told her about you? Does she know about his feelings for her? Is she asking because she’s jealous, or because she’s confident in her relationship with him? Do they even have a relationship?

“Um, we’re just friends,” you mutter, eyes glued to the table.

“Mm, nope, sorry but I don’t buy it,” she smirks, stirring her coffee in the air.

Shit. Clearly he’s told her about you, and now she’s here because she feels threatened. She must know about his feelings for her, and whatever Megumi thought about her was wrong.

“I-” you start.

“No, see, there’s no way Yuji thinks you’re just friends,” she cuts you off. “He’s, like, in love with you or something. He literally will not shut up about you, to the point that it’s almost annoying.”

Hearing her words your eyes flit up to meet hers, shock evident on your face.

“Wait, did you not know that?” she takes in your surprise. “Oh my god, that little shit!” she exclaims, throwing her head back to laugh. “I’ve been asking him to meet you for forever because I feel like I already know you after everything he’s told me about you. I figured we’d be great friends, but he always made some weird excuse about it. I just thought he was trying to hide you from me, but now I get it - he never told you he had feelings for you!” she thinks aloud, still chuckling.

You just stare blankly at her, mouth agape as you take in the information she’s presenting to you.

“Wait, did something happen between you guys?” she suddenly asks, turning her attention back to your face.

Hesitating for a moment, you sigh, figuring there’s no harm in just being honest with her - clearly she and Yuji are close, so it’ll come out eventually. “Um, yeah…” you trail off. “We got in a fight.”

“I knew it!” she almost yells. “I knew something was up with him. The past few weeks he’s been extra weird, like more weird than normal Yuji. I kept asking him about you and he wouldn’t answer, and it was almost like he flinched whenever your name came up.” She pauses, taking a big swig of her coffee. “What did you guys fight about, anyways?”

Swallowing, you try to mentally weigh your options, deciding to just get it over with. “Well, we were at that party,” you sigh, Nobara nodding intently across from you. “And I…um…I saw him with you. And I just got jealous, and I saw you guys leave together, and-”

“Wow there,” she cuts you off again. “When did you see us ‘leave together?’ Because, no offense here, I would rather rip off my own legs than ‘leave’ with Yuji,” she laughs.

“He had his arm above you, and I turned around and when I looked back, you both were gone,” you explain hesitantly.

Recognition suddenly flashes across her face. “Oh my god, yes I remember that! I was making fun of Yuji because I could see you across the room and I wanted him to go over and talk to you, but he said something about you looking ‘too pretty to bother,’ so I shoved him to try and get him to go say hi. But when I did, he knocked into someone, they got pissed, and they threw their drink over me! Can you believe that? It wasn’t even my fault,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes. “I had to go upstairs to get a change of clothes since Maki was hosting and I knew she’d be cool about it, but Yuji just sat outside the door to make sure no one came in while I was getting dressed.”

“W-what? No, that…that can’t be right” you stutter. Your thoughts cloud again. You try to replay your memories of that night: Yuji next to Nobara, her shoving him, both of them disappearing…the timing would make sense.

“I don’t know what else to tell you,” she shrugs, “but you really have no reason to worry about me. I don’t really, how do I say this, go for the Yuji’s of the world, if you catch my drift,” she says with a smirk, taking another sip of her coffee.

“But…the two of you had a date?”

“Date?” she laughs. “He and I hang out for our group project sometimes, which he is totally not pulling his weight in, by the way, but we are definitely not going on dates.”

“But Yuji said…” you trail off.

“Yuji’s an idiot, respectfully. He starts talking before his brain can catch up sometimes. I wouldn’t put too much stock into what he says,” she continues. “All I know is that he’s been acting like an injured puppy for a while, and now I know why. Whatever he said or did, you don’t have to forgive him, but believe me when I say that he and I are nothing more than friends and you have nothing to worry about on that front.” She reaches her hand out across the table. “So, what do you say? Do you think you and I can still be friends?”

You nod, a smile starting to form on your face for the first time in a while as you reach out to shake her hand.

The two of you finish your coffee and you learn that she’s actually so much cooler than you ever could have expected. She’s a business major so she can learn how to run a national all-women tattoo shop, she was a semi-professional kickboxer, and she works as a carpenter on the side for a bit of extra cash. You silently thank the fates that she’s not interested in guys, otherwise you would never be able to compete with her. A few times throughout the conversation with her you find yourself laughing so hard your stomach hurts, a feeling you had all but forgotten.

As the two of you get up to part ways, you thank her for taking the time to talk with you. She punches you gently in the shoulder and tells you to call her any time.

On the walk home, you notice the sky starting to cloud as the wind picks up. The moment you step back into your dorm rain begins to pour against your window, as if the sky is cleansing the earth the same way you cleansed your conscience. The conversation with Nobara leaves you feeling rested and clear. Now, all that’s left is to apologize to Yuji.

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Hey love, may i request jjk men during a big argument/ fight with reader (basically how they act during, after, what caused it etc) basically heavy angst with comfort😁 You can choose the characters but i would like megumi and itadori to be in it! Thank you

when they have an argument with their s/o

featuring: yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, and kento nanami

there was an idea similar to this on the list so thank you for requesting! sorry it took so long but i feel good about what direction i took for each character. y’all know i love some angst with comfort....enjoy :)

itadori

he can let something bother him pretty easily if you don’t tell him and didn’t think that it would be a problem with him because he’s usually laidback

both of you make good points to each other but you’re also not hearing and understanding the other which causes you to start making accusations about each other

then he says something that he totally doesn’t mean and makes you start to cry

he immediately regrets it and tries to fix it as soon as he can where you’re able to talk out your misunderstandings and forgive each other

“babe, i’m home!” you call out to your boyfriend as you enter your shared place. you didn’t think much of the non-response as you removed your shoes and walked down the hall with your bags, thinking you would see him eventually.

“yun-yun? oh, there you are,” you said aloud as you found him huddled on the couch, looking comfy in his sweatshirt and lounge pants. you went straight to the kitchen to put away the purchased items

“oh, hi,” he greets flatly. “you’re home kinda late.”

“yeah. megumi and i ran a little late with training and then i thought i’d stop by the store. i should’ve texted you, i’m sorry,” you explained as you continued to unbag the groceries.

he paused, the mention of megumi lingering in his mind. “you’ve been spending a lot of time with him recently.

“who, megumi?” you verified to which he nodded. “we’re working on combining our techniques. right now we’re just working out all the kinks and loopholes but he thinks it could work.”

he nods again, looking down and defeated. “i see.”

you notice his melancholic expression, realizing that he hasn’t been his normal bright self since you arrived. “you okay, yun-yun?”

“why don’t i get to train with you guys?” he asks suddenly.

“well, um,” you stutter, “because you’ve never asked.”

“yes, i have,” he disagrees. “and you said that you would see if there was a way we could all get together but i never heard anything after that.”

“oh, well, i can ask him right now,” you offer, pulling out your phone.

meanwhile, he continues to sulk. “i mean, it shouldn’t be that hard. we live together, i’m sure we could find a time for him to come over.”

“that’s a good idea,” you commented. “but we like to go out where there’s a lot of space, just in case anything happens, you know?”

“yeah. i guess that makes sense,” he mutters in response.

you looked over to him, seeing that something was still putting him off. “is something wrong?”

“i just don’t see why you hadn’t thought to ask him until now,” he remarks.

“i just forgot, yuji,” you replied simply.

he suddenly looks up at you, scowling, “you forgot? really? you spend enough time with him, how did you forget?”

you looked at him for a second. he’s never been this heated about something before and of he was, it was usually while he was trying to exorcise a curse.

“i don’t know. it just happened--”

“oh, okay,” he interrupted. “did you forget that you have a boyfriend too?”

a scowl of your own began to form on your face. “no, yuji. it’s not like that.”

“it certainly seems like it. you spend more time with him than you do with me lately! don’t you see how i would find that suspicious?” he retorts.

“not if i’m telling you what i’m doing and where i am,” you defended.

“not always,” he threw back. “tonight you ‘forgot’ to text me to tell me that you were going to be back late. regardless, how am i supposed to know that anything you say is true?”

“do you really think that i would lie to you, yuji?” you ask, your voice getting quieter.

“i don’t know,” he replies, looking away from you. “maybe.”

you felt your eyes began to water as he continued to look away from you. you wiped your eyes as you pulled what looked like a piece of fabric out of one of the bags you brought home. “glad to know you feel that way,” you sob, throwing the fabric at his face. “that’s all you want if you don’t trust me enough to finish the rest. happy early birthday.”

he looks at you, confused, as you walk away and into your room. he winces as the sound of the door slamming echoes into the kitchen. he looks down at the fabric in his hand, holding it up to see that there’s a picture printed on it. it was a group picture of all his friends and loved ones, looking happy as they smiled into the camera. he was in the picture with you, hugging you close to his side.

this was clearly part of something bigger which you had been working on for him. he suddenly felt very stupid for making such harsh assumptions about you and his friend. he decided to let you have a few more minutes to yourself before making his way back to the bedroom.

he entered the room carefully and quietly, seeing that you had buried yourself under the blankets. he sat down next to where your lump of a form had ended, placing a hand on top.

“sweetie,” he roused. “i overreacted and acted like a complete jerk. i’m so sorry. i hope there’s some way i can make it up to you.”

he felt you shift around before you sat up in your seat, glossy eyes looking over at him.

he grinned softly. “hey, beautiful. how’re you feeling?”

you adjusted yourself before reaching out, gesturing him to sit beside you. he climbed fully on top of the bed before sitting right next to you, wrapping an arm around you to snuggle up.

“i do have one request,” you said finally.

“anything.”

“that you act surprised when you open it,” you reply, nodding to the piece of fabric that he was still holding.

he chuckles. “okay. i’ll probably forget that you even showed me by then. what is this supposed to be anyway?”

“it’s going to be a part of the blanket we’re making,” you explained. “megumi and i have been doing some training but we’ve also been working on this on the side. i’m sorry if it seemed like there was something else going on.”

“no, babe, don’t be sorry. it’s my dumbass who was making all the assumptions. but thank you, in advance. i can’t wait to see the finished version,” he beamed, hugging you tightly into his side.

“i think you’ll really like it. i know how much you love your pictures but a scrapbook seemed too boring so i came up with this.”

“i already love it, baby,” he replied, kissing the side of your head. “and i’ll get to see your pretty face everyday!”

“for now, you’ll just have to wait until your birthday.”

“that’s easy since i’ve got the greatest gift right here with me.”

megumi

he’s habitually moody but can get especially upset when you do something that he deems reckless and stupid meanwhile you think it’s nothing

similar to itadori, he ends up saying stuff that he doesn’t mean but you don’t cry, at least, in front of him

instead, you put on a brave face and act as nothing happened but he notices that you don’t pay as much attention to him as you used to

he tries to act like it’s not bothering him but in no time he accepts that he misses you and apologizes in his own little way, of course

he may seem calm and collected but you were always the calmer one out of the two of you.

despite that you were a sorcerer, had your own technique, and were very capable of dealing with curses on your own, he still would have his reservations about what he thought were your reckless and clumsy ideas.

you would just say that he was a worrywart.

but some things you would do would really push him over the edge. like when sukuna got loose and you decided that you would ‘take care of it.’ really, you just wanted to prove that you could take on a challenge like a thousand-year-old curse.

so a few minutes in and you were about spent, blood dripping from your mouth and down your face. sukuna’s taunting didn’t help either.

“you might want to learn a thing or two from that little boyfriend of yours,” he jeered. “he could at least stand against me in a hand-to-hand fight but in the end, i always win.”

meanwhile, megumi was racing to catch up with you when he lost sight of you when you went looking for sukuna. he didn’t understand why you would want to put yourself in such a dangerous position. he hoped he wasn’t too late so that maybe you would learn a lesson.

suddenly, something in the sky caught his eye. he looked up to see a figure falling in the air and suddenly recognized the shape of your uniform.

“nue!” he yelled as he clasped his hands to conjure the shikigami from his shadow. “don’t let them fall!”

he felt he could finally breathe when the giant owl had caught you just in time before sukuna could do any more harm to you. he accepted you from the bird’s talons before releasing the shadow, carrying you back to the main campus. you were conscious but barely.

“you idiot,” he grunted, looking down at you. “why do you do such stupid things? i told you to wait for gojo and you just ran off.”

“put me down,” you instructed, not even bothering to answer his question.

“no. i’m taking you to see shoko,” he refused.

“megumi,” you warned. “put me down.”

“fine.”

he set you back down on your feet, steadying you as you immediately stumbled.

“see? you can’t even walk.”

“i’ll be fine,” you replied solemnly, taking careful steps.

he stayed close by you as you walked through the forest, making sure you wouldn’t fall.

“you never answered me,” he reminded.

“i was fine, gumi. you don’t need to worry about me,” you responded.

“stop saying you’re fine. seeking out the most powerful special grade curse isn’t fine. you’re lucky he didn’t use his domain expansion.”

“i was just trying to buy some time for gojo. rather me than some innocent people who don’t see it coming,” you explained.

“well, it was stupid,” he commented. “you don’t think before you do anything, you just act. you’re going to get yourself killed!”

“okay,” you replied rather lightheartedly. “i’m sorry.”

he was taken aback at how quickly you accepted your fault. you could be pretty stubborn at times and wouldn’t back down if you felt your actions are warranted.

“no need to be sorry. just don’t do it again,” he reiterated.

“noted,” you responded, grinning at him.

the next few days would prove that something clearly was amiss with you since that day. at first, he figured it had finally hit you and you were just in shock that you survived.

you just seemed very distant with him. you were usually the one to initiate any sort of affection or teasing with him and he would eventually follow suit. you would still talk to him but only when he would start the conversation. your replies were short and not very detailed. you still grinned and smiled at him but he didn’t know if that was real.

you had been going to bed earlier too without him. bedtime was usually his favorite part of the day with you, next to waking up with you as he liked laying in bed and talking with you (and also some cuddling and kissing). when that seemed to have been taken away from him, he couldn’t take it anymore and decided it was time to have a real talk with you.

he decided to follow you into the room and wait until you had gotten into bed to climb in himself and push forward with his little plan. he snuggled up real close to you as you read your book, nuzzling his face into your shoulder.

he knew that this would get your attention as he normally wouldn’t start something like that. and as expected, it had worked.

“what are you doing there?” you asked with an amused tone.

he before answering. “i need warmth. you never hold me anymore.”

“that’s not true.”

“name one occasion within the last two days that you have,” he pressed, continuing to lay on you.

you stayed silent for a few moments. “well, it’s not like i never hold you.”

“but not recently, you haven’t,” he remarked. “is this because of what happened?”

“i don’t know,” you replied, avoiding his gaze. “you seem to think that i don’t think and everything that i do is stupid.”

“i know, i did say that and i’m sorry,” he apologized. “i didn’t realize what your intentions were at the time but after thinking about it over and over, i know that you were just trying to stop mass destruction.”

“but i’m also sorry for underestimating you. i really don’t like seeing you hurt or getting hurt and it’s really selfish but i care about you too much to let you go through that. when i saw you falling from midair, i didn’t think i was going to get to you in time. i don’t know what i would do with myself if you died or even if i didn’t have you in my life. you’re not stupid, you’re actually really incredible and i feel so lucky that i’m with you. i’m sorry that i yelled at you, you didn’t deserve any of it.”

he finishes his sentence, wondering if he should say more just so that it wouldn’t be so quiet. but you finally turned and looked at him, smiling.

“who are you and what have you done with gumi?”

you giggle as he pushes your jaw with a gentle fist. “shut up. i’m trying to apologize.”

“i like when you get all mushy,” you commented.

“i’m not mushy. are you going to forgive me or not?”

“i suppose,” you answered. “you really just want cuddles back, don’t you? and i know you absolutely missed being called gumi.”

you wrapped your arm around his shoulders as he moved even closer to you, hugging you tightly.

“i actually did. a lot,” he admitted before lightly kissing your neck.

“good to know,” you laughed, brushing a hair through his wild hair. “i love you.”

“i love you...so much,” he reciprocated. “i need kisses, right now. you’ve deprived me for too long. this is all your fault.”

“alright, alright. come here, pretty boy.”

he sighed in content as his lips met yours, over and over until he felt satisfied.

nanami

he’s stingy about certain things or how things are done and won’t get mad at you for it, especially if you didn’t know, so he’s willing and happy to teach you

it’s when you did everything right but he comes home in a bad mood which causes him to invalidate your hard work

you try to not be too beat up about it and give him his space but his heart breaks when he finds you doing something that was clearly meant for the both of you all by yourself

he tries his best in apologizing and making it up to you for being so harsh

you both have a method to your madness but he likes everything done in a hyper-specific way. when you first began living together, you weren’t doing things up to his standards. this was not due to negligence but rather that you simply did not know about it. he didn’t mind showing you what you could do to ameliorate the situation.

“dear, let me show you how to fold the sheets,” he offers. “this way, they take up less space in the closet.”

and you were happy to learn from him. you both had a similar mindset of finding more conservative ways of saving anything whether it be space, money, or time. however, he just liked some stuff done a certain way and you were willing to respect that. he was never condescending about teaching you either and was always accommodating about it.

recently, he had been feeling a little off. he never really considered himself an easily stressed or anxious person but when he was overwhelmed, it wasn’t good. he simply wanted to go home and rest, trying to get himself together for the next day.

he walked into your shared apartment after a long day in the office. you must’ve been in the kitchen cooking as he smelled something wonderful in the air of the space.

“hey, sweetie,” he greeted as he entered the kitchen, making his way over to you to give you a quick kiss.

“welcome home, ken,” you replied. “how was your day?”

“busy. i’m pretty tired. what’s all this?” he asked, looking around at the various ingredients and appliances out in the kitchen.

“i had a lot of time after getting some work done so i figured that i would make a hot pot for us tonight with all your favorites,” you explained brightly. “i also have a surprise for you.”

“oh? and what’s that?” he questioned.

you took his hand, leading him away from the kitchen and over to his home office.

“i also got into a little cleaning and some redecorating...ta-da!”

you opened the door to show him the room. he looked around and found that his office had basically been flipped upside down. everything was moved around into a anew position and all of the documents that he had neatly organized for filing had gone missing.

“what did you do?”

“do you like it? i just thought that you would like a change of scenery and would want your desk to face the window,” you elaborated.

“you could’ve asked first before you went touching everything and moving it into new places. where are all the papers i had set out?”

“i put them back in the filing cabinet,” you nodded, a little disappointed by his reaction.

“oh, no, no, no, no. this took hours to sort out,” he remarked.

“so...you don’t like it i guess?”

“well, gee, what gave you that impression?” he replied sarcastically. “i didn’t ask for you to do this, dear.”

“i know,” you responded. “but you had been talking about how you wanted to rearrange the room so i thought i’d help you out. i’m sorry if i messed something up.”

“you did more than simply mess something up. this is going to take forever to put these back the way i had it,” he sighed angrily.

“i tried to keep it how you had them. i’m sorry, ken,” you apologized.

“sorry? is that really all you can say? look at this!” he replied firmly while slamming the stack of paper on the table, making you jump a little.

you felt tears come to your eyes and you tried to swallow it all back as you spoke your next sentence quietly.

“i really don’t know what else to say. it was my mistake. i’ll be sure to ask next time.”

you left the room without another word, leaving him all by himself. he spent the next few hours trying to get everything back in its place. the room itself actually looked nice, it was just this minor inconvenience that had sent him over the edge. he was able to finish sorting everything before it got too late, realizing that he probably overreacted to your little gift.

walking out of the room, he saw that you had not yet gone to bed. instead, you were sitting at the dinner table by yourself eating the hot pot. he frowned at the sight, making his chest ache that you were eating what you worked so hard to make all alone. he couldn’t just leave you like that.

“dear?” he called, catching your attention as he stood by the table. “what are you doing?”

you rubbed a hand under your eye, it was clear that you had been crying.

“i’m about to clean everything up.”

he sat down in his seat. “can i try some?”

“sure but it might be everything might be a little cold now,” you warned.

“well, that’s what the hot pot is for, to keep it warm,” he replied playfully, able to get a small glimpse of a grin out of you.

“it’s very good,” he complimented after taking his first bite. “thank you, lovely.”

“no problem,” you replied, your voice still very quiet.

“baby, look at me,” he called. “look at me, please.”

as soon as your eyes meet his, he doesn’t waste any time with his apology.

“i’m sorry that i snapped at you. i have no excuse for doing that and it was completely unnecessary for me to do that to you. the room looks very nice and i love it. i was just too focused on something else, but again, i should not have talked to you like that. i love you very much and appreciate everything you do for me.”

“you do?” you replied.

“yes,” he confirmed, reaching out to take your hand. “you are so wonderful to me and i’m very lucky to have someone like you in my life.”

you let a smile grow on your face as you nodded, silently forgiving him. “i love you too, nani.”

“that’s my precious s/o.”

“can i have a hug?”

“you want a hug? of course, darling. come here,” he gestured, before gathering in his arms. he hugged you tightly around the waist while pressing several kisses to the side of your head.

“even if things get a little out of place, we can always put them back where they need to be again,” he said, still in your embrace. he felt you nod, agreeing with him.

“let me clean everything up, okay? you’ve done a lot today, you’re probably tired, yeah?” he asked as you pulled away slightly. his one hand was still rubbing your back, suddenly making you very sleepy.

“okay, let’s get you to bed,” he declared.

“no, no. i want to eat some more with you,” you protested.

“alright,” he chuckled. “but if you start to fall asleep in your seat, i’m taking you to bed.”

“whatever you say, mr. nanami.”

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