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YOU MADE ME MALLEABLE :

CHAPTER iii. RESIDUE.

SERIES M.LIST ᧔࿔᧓ MAIN M.LIST

CONTENT WARNINGS :: alcohol, party setting, suggestive language, religious references (satirical), emotional repression, avoidance, emotional distress, past breakup, unresolved tension, a kiss,

<- BACKWARDS | FORWARDS ->

“why is the fridge so empty, it’s like we don’t have a fucking billionaire living here.” you mutter, your voice was rough with sleep as you shoulder the fridge open and lean against it. the cold air seeps out in a wave, and you wince, rubbing your eyes with the sleeve of your hoodie in an attempt to erase your fatigue. it was only 10am — not early by normal standards, but early for you.

reo doesn’t even look up from where hes perched on the kitchen stool, knee bouncing; phone glowing blue against his face. “it’s not even empty. you’re just picky.”

“maybe you think it’s empty because you stole my bottle of chamisul? did you ever think about that?”

you whip your head towards him, whiplash followed. “omg can you let that go??? also the fridge was NOT this empty when i took that bottle of chamisul.”

“stop trying to gaslight me.”

you tug the fridge door open again, staring blankly at the sad bottle of sauce, a lonely egg, and what might be a slice of cheese or a science experiment.

“are you projecting,” he says, brushing past you with a half eaten piece of toast hanging from his mouth and another one in his hand, seemingly for nagi.

you blink at him, offended, but only have the energy to respond with a “stop ragebaiting.” he shrugs and walks off.

chigiri’s curled up on one end of the couch with his legs folded under him, half watching something on the tv with the subtitles on. anri’s sitting on the floor with a mug, half engulfed in whatever is playing infront of her, face lit up by the glow of six different unread emails and a google doc.

“hyo” you call vaguely, dropping yourself on the couch next to him, “what time did we get home again? i lost consciousness at like 2, and now i can’t remember anything else” you say, glancing at the clock as if you knew how to read it. “i felt my soul leave. it looked like it was waving goodbye.”

“we didn’t even drink that much??” he answers, scooting your weight off of him. “actually, you didn’t. i did” you correct.

you stand back up to pick up reo’s plate of half eaten toast for youraelf while simultaneously leaving your phone behind on the counter, next to the leftover half of the chamisul bottle from last night. you forget about it, more focused on fighting for space on the couch next to chigiri — who kicks at your legs away but lets you stay regardless. karasu’s the last to wander in, stretching his arms above his head with a heavy yawn — he passes through the kitchen and squints at your phone on the counter, screen lighting up twice in a row.

he doesn’t mean to look, but the name catches his eye.

missed call (2): [ therapist (ignore) ]

he stares at the missed calls for a second too long but doesn’t say anything as it registers in his mind. he glances at you across the room as if maybe youll realise you don’t have your phone, but instead youre laughing at something on the screen. he just moves to the sink in dismissal, pours himself a glass of water and then walks over to join everyone. yet despite not having registered his surroundings considering only just waking up, he cant help but feel a tang of concern. it just sticks in his throat. he doesnt swallow it down, but he doesnt spit it out either.

nagi is still face down on the beanbag in the corner with a pillow over his head like a corpse… he hasn’t moved in hours. “can we check if hes alive im kinda scared” reo asks.

“mmmm nah,” you say, tossing the remote somewhere across the couch. “if he’s dead that’s between him and god.”

he flinches as if you’ve spoken a curse into reality,

“can you not say that” he cuts in; half joking, but it comes out too fast, as if he’s trying to swat the thought away before it settles. his laugh is light but his eyes flick toward the door, like he’s checking to make sure nothing actually happened. something small clenches in his jaw before he shakes it off.

the sun was filtering through the blinds, sharp and soft all at once. nothing felt urgent, yet. like the kind of morning that pretends everythings fine — the kind of morning where the mess stays quiet. and for now, it works.

Rin didn’t want to be at this silly party, undoubtedly. the bass was too loud, lights were too sharp, and the air tasted like someone’s second hand vape mixed with something synthetic and lemony. he was already regretting letting Igaguri convince him into attending, hourly voice notes from bachira didn’t sound so bad compared to this. yet he always had a way of running his mouth until Rin gave in just to shut him up… but now he was here, shoulders stiff and jaw clenched as people moved around him like static, all just a mixture of blur and noise.

He lost the others within ten minutes of entering. Bachira and Kurona ran off like excited kids, Shidou disappeared without warning, and Isagi probably got caught in a conversation he didn’t know how to walk away from. They all dissolved into the noise like they belonged here.

He stood still against the wall, hands in his pockets, the collar of his jacket pulled up as if it could shield him from any sort of unwanted conversation. He wasn’t sure how long he stood like that before a girl had appeared in front of him—she didn’t say hi immediately, just came to stand next to him, like she was making a point not to make it obvious. Her presence was easy. Not overwhelming. She smelt like something faintly floral, like she’d only sprayed it once before leaving and didn’t care if it lingered or not. She was pretty — he noticed that in the way you notice something and instantly feel guilty for noticing, but her voice came softer than the music.

“You look like you’d rather be anywhere else.” He blinked once, but didn’t turn fully. “I would.” She laughed as if she already knew the answer to what she asked. “me too” her gaze lingered on him, but not in the way that demanded anything. “are you not much of a party person?”

“nah, not much of a people person” Rin answered, there was the faintest flicker of amusement at the corner of his mouth, like even he knew how tired that line sounded “I like that” she said, bumping her shoulder lightly against the wall. “I think more people should admit that out loud.” He didn’t reply; he didn’t really feel the need to. yet the silence wasn’t uncomfortable, but Rin could feel it getting heavier, her body angled slightly toward him now. There was curiosity in her posture, not the pushy kind, but just open and waiting. But Rin wasn’t in the mood to be known. “I’m not really… up for talking tonight. If that’s okay” he muttered eventually, his voice was low but not rude, just honest.

She nodded in response, appreciative of his honesty. “That’s fine. I’ll leave you alone then.” Her smile was brief before she turned and slipped back into the room, weaving easily through the moving bodies. Rin watched her go, not because he wanted to follow, but because he felt strange for having spoken at all. “Hey, Rin!” Isagi’s voice came from nowhere, and Rin turned to find him standing behind him “Was that a girl I just saw talking to you?” His response was automatic and dismissive. “She just seemed nice.”

“Yeah?” He raised an eyebrow, gaze holding just long enough to make it clear he was waiting for Rin to keep going. “I’m not interested.”

Isagi deadpanned. “Bruh. You know at some point you have to stop acting like you’re still living in the ghost of that relationship. It’s been three years man.” Rin looked at him with a cold, but not annoyed expression. It was sudden, he didn’t expect isagi to bring you up, and so his reaction turned sudden and stoic.

“…Oookay. nevermind…” Isagi muttered, already walking away with his drink in hand, bumping into multiple people on the way.

Rin stayed where he was, staring into the dark corner of the room hoping it would tell him something he didn’t already know, something to take his mind off of what isagi just said. He hadn’t thought about you in a while, not really... at least that’s what he told himself. but now he could see it — how fast his walls came up; how quickly he shut down anything that got too close. And that girl… she wasn’t even trying that hard. She’d just stood there. And he couldn’t even handle that.

When he glanced up again he saw her from across the room. she was laughing at something, tucked in between her and her friends, but when her eyes landed on him she didn’t look away. just kinda tilted her head and motioned for him to come over, fingers curling slowly like an unspoken offer. Yet he hesitated. not because he was nervous, or because he didn’t want to. but because he didn’t know why he wanted to at all. Eventually he moved towards her, his legs took him before his head caught up.

She smiled when he reached her. “still not much of a talker?” He shrugged. “Maybe just picky.”

“Well then, lucky me.” she nudged her head toward the balcony. “It’s stuffy in here. do you want to come outside with me?”

The air outside hit him colder than he expected, biting through the warmth of the party as soon as the door shut behind them — the night felt softer out here, more bearable. she leaned on the railing, looking out at the street like it meant something.

“You have that look,” she said after a pause. “The one where your brain won’t shut up.” Rin looked at her sideways. “That obvious?”

“mmm.. a little.”

They didn’t talk about anything in particular. She asked if he believed in astrology and he said no. She said she didn’t either but liked pretending. They talked about the worst songs in the playlist inside, about how parties are always better in theory than in practice. Somewhere between sarcasm and honesty, Rin found himself answering more than he expected to, sometimes without thinking. She leaned close, not too close, just enough to let her voice settle between them. “You’re kinda awkward” she said, teasing but soft.

“I’m aware.”

“You’ve got a nice voice though. Even when you’re only using like three words at a time.” He didn’t really reply, but he looked at her, in a more analytical manner. Her lip gloss caught the streetlight, and he could see the outline of her mouth moving when she smiled.

“Do you mind if I kiss you?” she asked, not shy but not bold either. Just… curious?

And that’s when it hit him, not the question but the flood. Because the last time someone asked him that it had been you. You didn’t say it out loud, but it was in your eyes when you leaned in, in the way your hand had hovered over his cheek like you were waiting for permission. He remembered everything — the way your lips had fit against his, soft and warm and tasting faintly like something sweet. The way you’d kissed him like it meant something. Like it would always mean something.

He didn’t actually answer, not nod or even a slight movement, but he didn’t pull away either. She took that silence as something, stepped forward and kissed him. It was gentle yet unrushed, fingers barely brushing the side of his jaw. And he let it happen. But it felt like looking at a photograph through glass — he could see it, feel the motion of it, but he wasn’t really there. His body was? but everything else was somewhere else. Somewhere farther back. She pulled away slowly, eyes searching his. “Was that okay?” she murmured, almost playfully, though there was a small flicker of confusion in the way her smile didn’t fully reach her eyes. “You’re interesting, you know that?”

Rin didn’t know what to say. So he didn’t say anything, but by the end of it they exchanged numbers anyway, and spoke more. She complimented his dry humor, and he ended up laughing at one of her stories, a real laugh, enough for her to say, “You’ve got a nice smile.”

He looked away though, instead of saying anything. Thinking about how he hadn’t heard that since the last time you said it to him.

BEHIND THE SCENES 🎬 ::

Okay rin isn’t the type to just kiss a random girl, but he very clearly was’t thinking straight

he also for once thought about what isagi told him (maybe too much)

Karasu still doesn’t know what to do about you ignoring your therapist, he knows you’ve been struggling a lot but he doesn’t know why

anyways

nobody showed up to the shrine event btw and so igaguri’s parents gave him a spiritual punishment 😁😁😆😆😃😃

a/n :: rin wasn’t originally meant to kiss that girl but as i was writing i was like.. hmm… i want angst… and you will find out why later 😇 also ummm hi from my old samsung galaxy s15+ tablet 😁😁 i got home at 11pm again yesterday 🤗 I Just Want To Live My Life.

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VLOG #4. GET IN THE TUB

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cw: suggestive, implied sexual themes

Living by the beach had made you pick up the habit of carrying a bikini in your bag everywhere. You have got to thank Maki for giving you the advice in the first place, because now you could comfortably sit across Megumi in the tub.

He had an open balcony, offering a view of the beach. The hot tub was placed against one of the walls, a few feet of space between the railing. When you had followed him out to his balcony you only saw glimpses of the inside. It was decorated with plants, furniture that almost gave off a vintage vibe, and he seemed to prefer darker and neutral tones. The most attention you had paid to any room was when you were in his bathroom changing.

One thing you weren’t expecting though, Megumi was surprisingly toned. He always tended to lean towards more loose and simple clothes every time you saw him at work. Oh how he had been holding out on you. The man had abs. While yes, he was slim, he was far from just skin and bones. You had to hold yourself back at first from just ogling him as the lights from the tub illuminated him.

They shaded your faces with a deep purple tint, the color leaning more towards blue than red. The sound of the water bubbling around you both, paired with music on low volume, filled the silence.

You weren’t quite sure what to say or how to start up the conversation again. Talking about things on the way here seemed to just come naturally.

A few minutes ago he was on his phone, before he handed it to you, telling you to queue whatever song you wanted. Now he was just watching you, it almost intimidated you. Was he judging you? Were you just friendly with each other, and had you interpreted his actions wrong thinking he was into you beyond acquaintances?

"…You look good,” he spoke up first.

His eyes traveled over you, although he tried not to make them linger on anywhere else but your face. You were a short distance directly in front of him, but it somehow managed to feel too much.

“You don’t look so bad either,” you replied. Megumi caught onto your gaze immediately, not that you were trying to hide it this time.

“Thought you had called me a siren earlier.”

“Could’ve been referring to the ugly ones.”

“Isn’t the whole point of being a siren being attractive?”

You replied by gently splashing water in his direction, causing him to scoff in response.

“Enjoying yourself so far then?”

You pretended to think about it for a moment, “Well… I suppose it’s nice. Better than my bathroom’s tub.”

You took another look around, really taking in the view for the first time since you had gone out here.

“I still think it’s insane you have this whole place to yourself.”

He shrugs, following your gaze that was focused past the balcony. “I’m not always alone, have some friends coming to spend time with me soon.”

“I thought you were giving total ‘detached from society cool guy’ vibe.”

He leans back against the tub’s wall, crossing his arms against his chest. You didn’t miss the way his arms flexed from the movement.

“Not old or rich enough for that yet. One day, sure.”

You see the slight smile on his face, making you decide to take the initiative and move closer to him. Megumi doesn’t comment on it yet, just watching you before he moves closer as well.

It wasn’t until your hands touched under the water that the distance seemed shorter. However he didn’t move away, instead his hand started picking at your fingers, before placing it over yours.

"Needed to be closer to me?" he asked.

There was a teasing glint in his eye. You could’ve played into the flustered feeling that arose, but it seemed more fun messing with him back.

“It’s easier to kiss you now.”

A faint blush appears across his cheeks. Any doubt in your mind before vanishes with the gaze he gives you. Megumi wants to kiss you.

“You’ve been flirting with me for a bit now.”

“We’ve been flirting with each other for a bit,” you correct him. “I don’t see you offering any of your other co-workers to come home with you.”

“Guess you’re right.”

The opportunity was perfect now. Here was Megumi, only a few inches away from your face, and when he saw you didn’t break eye contact or move away, he took a chance.

A few seconds later your lips met.

You pressed harder into it, silently celebrating after feeling megumi kiss you back more intensely. Between the slight splashes of the water at your bodies’ movements, and his lips moving against yours, he pulled you onto his lap.

It felt amazing, and it was hard not to love how your hands felt against his skin, tracing over the muscles you were eyeing before. His lips slightly parted, and it almost felt like he licked yours quickly, pushing the boundaries that you weren’t even sure had existed in the first place.

His hands held you closer, moving to wrap his arms around you, one on the back of your neck, the other slightly above your hip, tracing the waist band of the bottom of your swimsuit.

You trailed your own hands over him, from chest to his shoulders, and finally in his hair. It was soft against your fingers, slightly damp. Playing around with certain pieces had him reacting by making soft sounds against your lips.

His chest pressed further against your top, continuing to kiss you, taking small breaks only for your lips to find each other’s once again after a few seconds. The hand on your neck trailed further down your back, and his thumb brushed against your top’s tie, yet he seemed to hesitate.

You noticed him holding back, but wasn’t in a way that makes you think he’s being shy or nervous, instead he's giving into you. In this moment, he’s willing to go as far as you let him.

Finally, you fully break apart after some minutes, both regaining your breath. You open your eyes to already meet his half lidded ones.

Megumi looks at you almost tenderly, hands massaging where they were previously placed. “You wanna get out now?”

You huffed, your fingers tracing the back of his shoulders. “We haven’t even been in here for that long.”

“Well i’m not a fan of water being in the way.”

Gently, yet playfully, you tugged at the hair on the nape of his neck, “Oh… so this isn’t your first time doing it in a hot tub?”

He scoffed, pulling you closer as if he had been offended by your statement.

“Don’t make me sound like some playboy. I never said that.”

You tug at his hair again, yet this time he only responds by leaning in and kissing along your jaw.

"You really wanna go inside?" you ask him, moving to almost cradle his head with one of your hands, the other moving down to trace against his chest. He grumbles against your skin, expression seeming as if he was starting to get sleepy, before helping lift you out, along with himself.

It’s felt colder once you got out, colder than it had been when you first sat into the tub. Not enough to be considered freezing, but enough to make you shiver as soon as you stand up. Megumi taking notice, lended you his towel he had laid out against a chair. You were thankful for his sacrifice, not that the coldness would matter to either of you in a few minutes.

By the next morning, you woke up wrapped in unfamiliar silk sheets. Finding the sight of a tuft of black hair poking out to your right, and to your left, most of your bag spilt out on his night stand.

For a minute you had concluded you had gone all the way with him, but moments from the previous night flashed in your memory making you correct yourself.

It was around 4 am when he brought you back inside. You had changed into a shirt he let you borrow and dried off in his bathroom, then made out on his bed. You could’ve gone further, but he was barely awake when he started kissing your neck and shoulders, and you almost felt like passing out the moment he laid you down against the soft sheets.

Turning back to the nightstand, on the edge of it you spotted your camera, causing you to remember what happened right before you both fell asleep together. How he had lazily mumbled against your collar bone, asking you for it and recorded the conversation that followed.

You picked it up, turning it on and pressing the buttons on the side of its screen to see the videos saved onto it.

In the lastest one, you had his shirt on and his top was only covered by his duvet. It showed Megumi quietly laughing and snorting at whatever sleep deprived thoughts you had let slip out. It was clear the two of you were disheveled and exhausted, yet something about it felt heart warming.

NOTES

yea i got carried away writing it became its own chapter 😇

omg yall the last three chapters have all been the same day 😭😭 but it’s okay bc it’s like in phases

was inspired by the hot tub scene in tatbilb

how will yuji find about this… will he ever find out about this… 🤷🏻‍♀️

tiny side note detail, i wanted to give megumi his 2 demon dogs as pets like regular dogs, will do it they just don’t show up this time oops

okay luv u all take care xx

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VLOG #4. GET IN THE TUB

PREVIOUS | STORY MASTERLIST

cw: suggestive, implied sexual themes

They shaded your faces with a deep purple tint, the color leaning more towards blue than red. The sound of the water bubbling around you both, paired with music on low volume, filled the silence.

You weren’t quite sure what to say or how to start up the conversation again. Talking about things on the way here seemed to just come naturally.

"…You look good,” he spoke up first.

His eyes traveled over you, although he tried not to make them linger on anywhere else but your face. You were a short distance directly in front of him, but it somehow managed to feel too much.

“You don’t look so bad either,” you replied. Megumi caught onto your gaze immediately, not that you were trying to hide it this time.

“Thought you had called me a siren earlier.”

“Could’ve been referring to the ugly ones.”

“Isn’t the whole point of being a siren being attractive?”

You replied by gently splashing water in his direction, causing him to scoff in response.

“Enjoying yourself so far then?”

You pretended to think about it for a moment, “Well… I suppose it’s nice. Better than my bathroom’s tub.”

You took another look around, really taking in the view for the first time since you had gone out here.

“I still think it’s insane you have this whole place to yourself.”

He shrugs, following your gaze that was focused past the balcony. “I’m not always alone, have some friends coming to spend time with me soon.”

“I thought you were giving total ‘detached from society cool guy’ vibe.”

He leans back against the tub’s wall, crossing his arms against his chest. You didn’t miss the way his arms flexed from the movement.

“Not old or rich enough for that yet. One day, sure.”

You see the slight smile on his face, making you decide to take the initiative and move closer to him. Megumi doesn’t comment on it yet, just watching you before he moves closer as well.

It wasn’t until your hands touched under the water that the distance seemed shorter. However he didn’t move away, instead his hand started picking at your fingers, before placing it over yours.

"Needed to be closer to me?" he asked.

There was a teasing glint in his eye. You could’ve played into the flustered feeling that arose, but it seemed more fun messing with him back.

“It’s easier to kiss you now.”

A faint blush appears across his cheeks. Any doubt in your mind before vanishes with the gaze he gives you. Megumi wants to kiss you.

“You’ve been flirting with me for a bit now.”

“We’ve been flirting with each other for a bit,” you correct him. “I don’t see you offering any of your other co-workers to come home with you.”

“Guess you’re right.”

The opportunity was perfect now. Here was Megumi, only a few inches away from your face, and when he saw you didn’t break eye contact or move away, he took a chance.

A few seconds later your lips met.

His hands held you closer, moving to wrap his arms around you, one on the back of your neck, the other slightly above your hip, tracing the waist band of the bottom of your swimsuit.

You noticed him holding back, but wasn’t in a way that makes you think he’s being shy or nervous, instead he's giving into you. In this moment, he’s willing to go as far as you let him.

Finally, you fully break apart after some minutes, both regaining your breath. You open your eyes to already meet his half lidded ones.

Megumi looks at you almost tenderly, hands massaging where they were previously placed. “You wanna get out now?”

You huffed, your fingers tracing the back of his shoulders. “We haven’t even been in here for that long.”

“Well i’m not a fan of water being in the way.”

Gently, yet playfully, you tugged at the hair on the nape of his neck, “Oh… so this isn’t your first time doing it in a hot tub?”

He scoffed, pulling you closer as if he had been offended by your statement.

“Don’t make me sound like some playboy. I never said that.”

You tug at his hair again, yet this time he only responds by leaning in and kissing along your jaw.

For a minute you had concluded you had gone all the way with him, but moments from the previous night flashed in your memory making you correct yourself.

You picked it up, turning it on and pressing the buttons on the side of its screen to see the videos saved onto it.

NOTES

yea i got carried away writing it became its own chapter 😇

omg yall the last three chapters have all been the same day 😭😭 but it’s okay bc it’s like in phases

was inspired by the hot tub scene in tatbilb

how will yuji find about this… will he ever find out about this… 🤷🏻‍♀️

tiny side note detail, i wanted to give megumi his 2 demon dogs as pets like regular dogs, will do it they just don’t show up this time oops

okay luv u all take care xx

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