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This is cute af

ryomen sukuna drabble ᝰ.ᐟ

╰┈➤ sukuna! x reader! ೃ⁀➷

synopsis; you'd gone to bed the previous night with yuji, and unknowingly found yourself cuddling the king of curses when you wake up.

ೄྀ ࿐ fluff, sukuna finding himself being a lil softie! ˊˎ

You heard the rustling first, the shift of movement under you as he sat up. Your eyes slowly opened - watching him slip out of your arms

The moment your hand landed on what you believed to be your Yuji's arm, you feel him freeze completely under your touch. You're tired - and the fact that your boyfriend seems to be getting out of bed makes you sad. You didn't want him to leave. Sleeping was so much harder when he wasn't with you.

"Where you going?" Your sweet, tired voice calls out, a pout on your lips as you tilt your head towards him

You can't see his face in the dark - but the moonlight seeping through the window shined directly on yours, giving Sukuna the perfect view of your fluttering lashes and gentle hands holding him.

He took in the situation carefully. How you were completely oblivious to the fact that he was not Yuji - and how it would only remain that way if he played along. He slowly moved his eyes to where your hand held his arm - and the sensation of your touch made his body feel like it was alight in flames.

He stared right in to your eyes. You couldn't see his face at all, and were completely unknown to the fact that the King of Curses was staring at you with an intensity that would have had your knees buckling beneath you. The dark completely concealed the entirety of his face, the outline of his figure being the only thing your sleepy eyes are able to make out.

How many times had Sukuna seen you through Yuji Itadori's eyes? Too many times. He never understood why the boy's heartbeat would fasten at the mere sight of you. He'd ridicule him for it all the time - but Yuji would be too distracted to pay Sukuna any mind as his thoughts were consumed entirely of you.

But now - in person, he started to understand why the teenage boy was so infatuated with you.

Slowly, he lays back down. His back is stiff as he lays with his arms awkwardly positioned at his side, unsure of what to do with them. He tries to control himself when you crawled right onto him - wrapping your arms and legs around his body as you giggle into the crook of his neck

"Why do you feel so cold, Yuji?" You mumbled, lips brushing against his chin as Sukuna gritted his teeth together, closing his eyes as he remained silent.

"You're usually the warm one." You mumble, yawning as you curl impossibly closer into him. He can't even stop his eyes from widening when you place an innocent peck onto his lips before closing your eyes and letting out a content hum, presumably already falling back asleep

He didn't know how long he laid there for. Ten minutes? An hour? The gentle drum of your heartbeat made the time pass faster.

He wanted to leave without you noticing, careful as he slowly pulled himself out of your arms. He stood at the foot of the bed, watching the gentle rise and fall of your chest. You were smiling in your sleep, and he resists the urge to scoff. What idiot smiles in their sleep? It sounded like something only you and Yuji would be caught doing. He was sure you wouldn't be smiling if you knew who you were cuddling with - and he grins at the thought of your horrified face if you'd ever find out.

But unfortunately for Sukuna, he knew Yuji would destroy his very being if he scared you, forget actually hurting you. And he was not in the mood to deal with the wrath of the head over heel's teenage boy.

He watched you a little longer, trying to understand what it was about you that Yuji was so obsessed with.

Maybe it was your laugh - he'd heard it in Yuji's mind too many times for him to not have it memorized. The boy would replay it in his mind over and over - unaware of the fact that Sukuna was listening along with him.

It was a distinct sound, your laughter. Something that bubbled all the way from your tummy. It was one that matched Yuji's - the two of you would always be laughing hysterically with one another. But unlike Yuji's laugh - yours was similar to a melody.

Or maybe it was your hands - the reminder of the feeling of your hands running over the slopes of his skin from before had Sukuna taking a step closer to the bed and your soundly sleeping self.

He didn't notice he'd taken most of the blanket off of you when getting up, and saw your body curl in on itself as a particularly cold breeze from the open window came through.

Maybe it was some sort of pre programmed instinct in Yuji's body, or maybe the teenage boy was the one controlling him - those were the only explanations Sukuna allowed to come to his mind as he found himself grabbing the once fallen blanket and draping it over your shoulders as you slept.

Your hands immediately found the fabric - tightening it around yourself as you lay there with that stupid, precious smile on your face.

He was turning around now and walking out the door - he had things to do and places to be. But he didn't do so without turning around and giving you a final glance before he left. Closing the door quietly to ensure you didn't wake up.

[superkoolartist]

I like this :)

pairing: megumi fushiguro x reader

summary: based off the falling on top of you and than kissing you trope.

a/n: yes i in fact wrote this in like 2 hours. after changing the entire location. but i am bored today so if there is any mistakes i so sorry, it also isn’t exactly what i imagined but alas here we are.

you paced back and forth in your room, mind swirling with a million different thoughts. you knew you had to go to megumi’s room to return some stupid book that yuuji had pushed onto you to do, and you knew yuuji, you knew why he did it, to give you a reason to talk to megumi.

it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing, going to his room or being alone with him. except for the fact that recently he’d seemed to be acting much more cold and distant towards you. it’s not like you weren’t used to his apathetic nature, but it seemed much more pronounced recently, especially towards you. you couldn’t help but wonder if you'd done something to annoy him.

as you walk the empty halls, making your way to his dorm room, you feel your heart pinching against your chest. ba dump ba dump, the rhythm is stepping with you, drumming in your ears, mirroring your nerves as you near his door.

you had tried to rack your brain over and over again, struggling to come up with any idea of what exactly you could have done to upset him. the only conclusion you could come to was that for some reason, he just didn’t like you. you had always seemingly gotten along with him, it’s not like he was ever mean to you. megumi was just…megumi. reserved and serious. but lately, you'd been doubting if it was just that, or if it was something more.

you had tried to brush it off at first. you knew megumi wasn’t a bad guy, he’d even offered to help you study on numerous occasions. you thought during that time you’d gotten closer, you even got him to laugh once. though it was more of huff than anything. but now, things seemed to be taking a turn for the worse, and it got to you. especially that those pretty blue eyes you liked so much seemed to avoid looking at you at all costs.

finally, you arrive at his door, taking a deep breath before knocking. three steady raps. knock knock knock. you hear some shuffling on the other side, and the door creaks open to reveal megumi, his usual stoic expression in place.

"oh, it's you," he says, his voice flat. he steps aside to let you in, closing the door behind you.

you awkwardly shuffle inside, turning to face him with a small smile, holding up the book like a peace offering. "hey, uh, yuuji asked me to return this to you."

he takes the book without a word, his fingers brushing lightly against yours which causes your heart to feel like it’s going to burst out of your chest. but the silence stretches on, awkward and heavy.

"um... megumi?" you finally say, your voice hesitant.

"what?" he replies, a bit too sharply.

"have I... done something to upset you?"

he frowns, his eyebrows knitting together. "no." his eyes seem to still avoid you, looking everywhere but your face.

you continuing, rambling awkwardly "well lately you've been... different. towards me," you explain, your voice trembling slightly. "i know you're normally not like the most talkative person, but it's been really noticeable. and i don’t know if i made you mad or..."

“no. you didn’t do anything.” he says, cutting you off.

you feel a surge of frustration and anxiety bubble up inside you, unable to keep it down any longer. all this confusion and self-doubt finally reaches a boiling point and you snap.

“really?” you say, voice trembling. “because it doesn’t feel like nothing. it feels like you’re avoiding me, like you don’t want to be around me. so just...” you trail off, watching as megumi’s fists clench subtly by his sides.

“what have i done to make you hate me?”

megumi looks up at you, finally meeting your eyes and you see some sort of inner conflict behind them. he doesn’t say anything for a second, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. and those pretty blues still avoiding looking at you like the plague. “i- it’s not…” he trails off, seemingly unable to form a thought.

“you know what! fine. hate me. i don’t care!” you say harshly, though you know those words don’t ring true. you’re just…frustrated. why couldn’t megumi ever be open, why did he have to hold everything in?

you take a step forward, pushing past him towards the door. but just as fast as you take a step you feel a hand wrap around your wrist, pulling you back. you stumble slightly, caught of guard. in a blur of movement, you find yourself falling backward with a thud. when you land you feel something soft underneath you. blinking rapidly, you realize it’s megumi's bed. and megumi, who had tried to stabilize you but ended up falling along with you, is now hovering above you, your faces mere inches apart.

megumi looks down at you, the closeness catching both of you off guard. for a moment, you're both just frozen there, staring at each other. his eyes, usually cold and distant, look different…more warm, as they trail along your features. he watches as your breath picks up, the way your breasts rise and fall with each breath.

your breath catches in your throat, eyes widening in surprise and before you can breathe a word, megumi closes the gap, his lips pressing softly against yours.

this wasn’t supposed to happen, he’d been trying to avoid this…avoid you. he couldn’t be around you, not after he realized how he felt. it was too much, the way his heart would race in his chest. the way his tongue seemed to catch in his throat, his hands covered in sweat every single time he was around you. he didn’t hate you, far from it…he just couldn’t focus on anything when you were around. like right now, the way your lips felt against his, soft and gentle. the way electricity seemed to force its way through every nerve of his body.

no, this wasn’t supposed to happen. but it felt good, really really good. megumi’s hands grip the sheets on either side of you, fingers curling into the fabric as his tongue sweeps across your bottom lip. you taste like lipgloss, and when you melt into the kiss, pressing your body against his as your tongues dance together he thinks his head might explode with the way he feels right now pressed against you.

after what feels like an eternity of tongues swirling, the gentle friction of lips, the heat pooling through both of your bodies, megumi pulls back slightly. he looks down at you, your lips red and swollen, eyes soft, hair a mess across his pillows.

"i-i don't hate you," megumi says, cheeks flushed, his breath fanning your face. he looks down at you like you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, and before he connects your lips again he whispers... "i could never hate you."

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I just wanted some good König fluff😞

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Cute :)

˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧always a brat ˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧

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summary: no matter how hard he tries,megumi is always gonna be a spoiled brat that hates to share, especially when it's you he's sharing.

tags: megumi x fem/afab! reader, childhood friends to lovers, slight slight angst mostly cute fluff, flustered pining megumi, jealousy (cute), dad gojo, nanami is so cool (derogatory) this is me wanting cute megumi content bc i miss him too much. Honestly I gave a huge backstory about you and megumi's childhood LMAO enjoy

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It wasn't so long ago that a neurotic white haired lanky man showed up at your doorstep, alongside a bored, odd-haired child to explain curses, and the art of jujutsu sorcery.Yadayada some bad people were looking for you because you have a powerful gift yadayada Gojo can help nurture your talents and keep you from being caught by those bad people because he's a big strong guy who supposedly ruined the world (idk the freak kept yapping for so long) yadayada you may or may not die but you'll be helping people, and not have to be around mean family members who think you're weird for seeing scary monsters they don't believe are real. (showed them)

The whole time this child-highjacker was talking you couldn't help but stare at the young boy about your age hiding behind him, not really out of fear but of disinterest, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else.

Gojo catching on concluded his speech and gestured towards Megumi,"Ah! This little handsome punk right here is Megumi Fushiguro another cute stray i've taken under my wing! You're probably about the same age, first grader? Sooo! I'm sure you're gonna be best friends in no time!" he yelled animatedly, smile wide and mischievous.

Megumi scoffed in response, turning and walking away to a nearby car. You gasped at how so blatantly rude he was to your face, your face painted with obvious irritation. At your reaction Gojo chuckled and reached down to ruffle your (h/c) hair presenting you with a thumbs up.

"Don't mind him, I've come learn he's naturally moody, like is that kid really six years old,..but i'm sure he'll come around...I mean he really has no choice as you two will be a team from now on. Anyways! Let's get you two something to eat..y'like kikufuku?!" Shiny blue eyes peaked from round black sunglasses, you simply shrugged and walked with him to the car with your silly little backpack and your new future.

Growing up with Megumi was a slightly mixed bag, but instead of growing irritated of him, he fascinated you. Despite his more shadowy personality, you were rather fond of him right away,finding his hot temperament and need to be serious rather endearing and cute much to his open and endless dismay.

You wondered how this could be someone your age, as Megumi was much more composed than the supposed adult now taking care of you. He was indifferent to both you and Gojo, only ever interacting with his elder step-sister Tsumiki, who urged him to be kinder and more approachable especially since you two were in the same predicament. Megumi would scoff and tell her to leave him alone and that he didn't wanna make friends just because they're stuck together. You never took offense but it would annoy you that you had the decency to be kind but he wasn't discreet with his attitude.

"Right..like I know i'm the adult but it's kind shooting down my pride that this kid doesn't like me yet, i'm not above bribes..." Gojo had whispered to you after you secretly inquired about the other child, having a difficult time adjusting to your new living situation, the young boy's attitude towards you was not welcoming and though you did your best to leave him alone, you would still extend an arm out as gently as possible. Although, you were also not above checking Megumi's attitude which would result in some major clashes that would make Gojo fret over household repairs.

After walking you guys home from school Gojo would figure out what to feed you before training and homework, allowing you to snack as he stressfully lamented over what to feed the three of you. You're all seated at the table with your homework laid out, peckish from a long day of being an elementary aged child. Tsumiki sat primly in her chair sipping on a pink carton of strawberry milk, a staple in the gojo-fushiguro-(l/n) household. Excitedly you ask her if there were anymore boxes of the heavily worshipped beverages left.

She nodded sweetly, soft brown locks swaying,"Yeah (y/n) there's one more left with your name on it!"

You beam happily out of your seat, ready to grab your treat and announce to your guardian that more strawberry milk was to be added to the grocery list. Until...

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You fall face first onto the firmness of the tatami mat and hear the rapid stomping of feet fleeing to the cabinet where your sacred treasure lay. Furious you look up at Megumi who was now indifferently drinking the last carton, that you had so openly claimed, a claim that was co-signed and notarized by Tsumiki. The absolute audacity of this bratty spoiled motherfu-

"Meg-" Tsumiki began to scold right before you exploded.

"You bitch!" you shrieked, you hear Tsumiki gasp at your profanity, but your anger was at boiling point with this broom haired kid. Megumi retained his look of indifference which furthered enraged you. Megumi expected you to get mad and yell at him but what he didn't expect was-

"OOF!" Megumi fell backwards roughly on the floor, as you tackled him, strawberry milk carton flying out of his hand, destination unknown. You're on him pulling as harshly as your tiny fists allow on his hair, he yells pushing you back but you're relentless!

"Calm down what's your deal you freak it's just strawberry milk!"

"You tripped me to get it you selfish brat! Even though you knew i wanted it!"

"You obviously didn't want it that bad! Should've been more alert!" he successfully gets you off of him, shoving you to the living room.

"Guys please!" You both ignore Tsumiki

"Ugh! You're such a whiny little bitch!" You lunge at him again with your fist ready,unbeknownst to you there's glowing flames of energy coursing through it,he narrowly evades it by moving his head. Making impact with the sofa, it splits in half, wooden floor below absolutely destroyed.

Megumi grunts in anger, his fist glowing as well ready to make impact with you, quickly you push him off and he blows a hole through the television and the wall behind it. Stubbornly you both make way to each other with powered filled fist ready to collide.

"ENOUGH! What's the matter you two!" Gojo catches both of your fists,pulling you two off the floor, holding the both of you in each hand, he angrily looks back and forth between you and the destroyed living room. "How did this happen! Why are you two trying rip each others' heads off and why is the living room a-oh?"

A lightbulb flickers over him," Well I'll be damned! You two finally managed to produce cursed energy,how exciting!" The older man hugs you both tightly, crushing your lungs.

"Too bad it took you guys trying to kill each other...which reminds me we need to have a little lesson on teamwork, and household construction you absolute demon children!" He gives a preview of your 3 hour long lecture by throwing you two into the hole you just punched in the floor.

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After that incident you understood how someone so deceptively calm like Megumi was to be a sorcerer, he was crazy, a an absolute psycho you'd say. Gojo's words from a previous time replay in your mind:

"You have to be a little crazy to handle being jujutsu sorcerer."

Through a lot of exposure therapy, Megumi eventually got used to your presence, and actually began to enjoy it, seeking it even. Once you were both a little older and still around each other, he figured he may as well get along with you. It's not that he didn't like you (anymore) or found you annoying (anymore) he realized he was just used to Tsumiki, and didn't care for any more than that and was surprising to himself very combative to any sort of change. But he was making the effort to fix that immature side of him and be more receptive and open to you and gojo.

Despite that, the more missions you two shadowed, the longer you lived together and went to school, the closer you became and the tighter your bond felt. You became an inseparable pair, hanging out outside of sorcery and schooling, in your rooms, sharing hobbies and tastes in music, constant laughter and smiles were consistently heard and shared between you two. Witnessed fondly by Tsumiki and Gojo who had their own little gossip circle over mochi and tea. Strawberry milk was no longer allowed in the household.

This unshakable bond was like concrete, no matter the circumstances, no matter how terrifying going out on missions became and the atrocities you experienced, you guys relied on each other, minds and hearts in perfect synergy the older you became. Getting to your first year of jujutsu tech was something you both couldn't believe finally came around, now almost 10 years later, and your relationship was still thriving! Yuji and Nobara blending in perfectly to your small shared circle!

But now one person has began to shake that bond and making Megumi's possessive bratty habits rear their ugly head.

It's making Megumi regret coming to this stupid sorcerer school with the stupid handsome suit wearing ex-salarymen sorcerers who have stupid sorcery knowledge and wisdom. Who are stupidly caring and kind with cute quirks like loving bread, fuckin loser (yet megumi hates red bell pepper)

This thought process was pissing him off, and so was the existence of a specific grade 1 sorcerer.

"Nanami is so strong! His ratio technique is so cool!"

"Nanami is helping me with my precision and aim! He's so kind!"

"Nanami is such a gentleman, he tucked me to sleep in the car on the way home from a mission! A sweet handsome guy like him must have no problem getting da-"

"Alright! I get it Nanami is so great and awesome! You know it's a little inappropriate to have a crush on your superiors!" Megumi grumbles as he slams his hand on the table,eyebrows raised at you. What's so great about a guy who wears a suit to exorcise curses? fuckin weirdo

Your eyes widen as a flush takes over your cheeks, "Gumi don't be mean! I don't have a crush on Nanami, I'm just saying how kind he is and how much i've learned from him!" your lips form a pout.

"Really? Then why is your face red? Why are your eyes sparkling when you talk about him?What's the point in calling him handsome if you're not crushing on him! You sound like a love sick school girl!" He bites back.

You raise your brows and cross your arms,"You know your bratty attitude wasn't cute when we were kids and it's definitely not cute now! So what if I admire my mentor or compliment his looks! Yuji's complimented my looks and I don't see you calling him a love sick school girl!"

Internally he's kicking himself, he doesn't understand why hearing about Nanami from you is making him react this way. It feels like someone else is piloting his brain right now (or maybe his six year old self) especially when he utters his next words,"Maybe you should start hanging out with Nanami since he's so cool and special!"

"'You like me or something huh? Can't stand me looking at someone else!"You stand up, fists on the table, you lean your body over to Megumi's side of the table, face to face your (e/c) eyes give him a heated glare.

Now it's Megumi's turn to flush red, breaking his neck to look away from your intimidatingly beautiful eyes, his heart snaps.

"Are you jealous Gumi? Is that it? You want me to look at you only?" You inch closer, calling him out on his bluff.

'WHAT! Oh god.. no no no, awe shit...god damn it what am I thinking, beautiful eyes? I mean she does have beautiful eyes, and she's beauti- oh my god? She asked if I like her? I think that's what this is...heart pumping? Am I jealous of Nanami? Idiot. Why did I have to run my mouth like that? Since when do I lose my cool this bad nowadays?!" Megumi's thoughts race 100 miles per hour, body running hot from the interrogation.

"J-Jel-Jealous? What the hell would I have to be jealous of Nanami for!" His delicately pretty face twisted in confusion and irritation.

"I don't know gumi, how about you enlighten me" You smirk, cornering him like he's a feral possum, he's not getting out of this one unscathed.

He never really got into the specifics of his feelings for you, of course he liked you, or else he wouldn't stick around. You guys were so close it was honestly concerning to others and himself, you were his most treasured person (sacred one would say) He has been through major life experiences, and struggles with you, you grew up together. You had a domestic routine, a result of living together for years, even in the same house you guys slept in each other's rooms (and still do even though the dorms prohibit it) watched tv together, read together, cooked for each other, studied...went on outings... had matching rings ... matching sweaters.. and oh god is he already dating you?

That's not all, his shikigami adored you, you were there when he summoned his first ones, the divine dogs that he appropriately named shiro and kuro, and boy you were so excited to see them, the dogs took an instant liking to your adoration, and eventually you bonded with them they look out for you on missions. As a child that cemented for Megumi that you were someone he held dear and was 100% certain you had truly kind and pure heart if his shikigami were so trusting of you.

Same thing happened with his other shikigami; Nue would nuzzle into you despite his ever growing body whether it was after a successful mission or as soon as it was summoned for training, excited rust colored wings and a happy screech flocked your way. Gama and rabbit escape jumping on your shoulders in greeting or to rest.

When he lost Shiro and Orochi, you made him a pretty silver charm necklace with a snake and pretty white wolf, letting him mourn his fallen companions in the comfort of his bed as he sobbed heart wrenchingly in your arms and expressed his deep appreciation that you allowed him have something of them to carry with him

That memory is specifically one he holds so dearly, he remembers how much you reassured him that it was okay to mourn his shikigami and Yuji and that it wasn't his fault they died, and that this situation shouldn't make him jaded in making bonds with others; reality was that you guys were all still so young so to see one of you die was heartbreaking no matter how normal it was in your world.

looking back he feels that's when he began realizing his feelings ran deeper than initially imagined. It was instinct for him to protect you, comfort you and even just care for you in any way possible. Always making sure you were fed and hydrated, well rested, not overstrained, comforting you when missions you went on without him went awry, carrying you to bed when you fell asleep in the common room at the dormitory, or in the car on the way home.

If it was cold he made sure you had a sweater on before just in case or disregard his coldness by taking off his sweater and tenderly putting it on you (whilst grumbling and nagging for you to bring one, though Megumi would never admit so brazenly he loved seeing you in his clothes, that's his secret to keep.)

From across the way, Yuji and Nobara watch the spectacle going on at your table, it was very rare for you and Megumi to fight, you guys bickered for sure, you all did, but Megumi never lost his cool with you in those instances like he did with them. Usually if you fought it was over very serious things, like injuries on missions, mahoraga... the drawbacks of your technique on your body.. but never a serious argument on something so...stupid? Plus it wasn't in either of your introverted natures to display such a spectacle.

"What are those two screaming at each other about? I could've sworn I heard Fushiguro saying Nanamin's name a few times?" Yuji glances back at Nobara, his brown eyes curious as to what his favorite mentor had to do with your squabble, he takes a handful of fries while Nobara looks directly at her phone to take a photo, oblivious to her lack of fries.

"I'm thinking Fushiguro is jealous that his sweet little (y/n) has her eyes on someone else for once, but for him to throw a tantrum over a harmless crush on a mentor is a level of pathetic I never expected him to be on." Kugisaki stifles her laughter, brushing her auburn hair back, not so subtly eavesdropping on the argument.(not like she could help it, she's nosy plus you guys are hard to ignore right now)

"I could see why someone would for fall for Nanamin! He's a really a gentleman! Strong too! I'd feel threatened too if I was him. But doesn't he know (y/n) really likes him? They're super close like that" The pink haired boy states like it's a simple answer as any. Nobara rolls her eyes, annoyed at the men in her class.

"Fushiguro is emotionally constipated, he may not really understand that he has feelings for her because they've always been close, but because (y/n) is girl she's smarter and knows better! She's trying to get it out of him, twenty bucks says she gets him to confess by the end of today?" Nobara sticks her hand out to Yuji, he smiles a look for determination on his face as he shakes her hand.

"You're on! Twenty bucks says she gets him to confess here and now!" They both nod to seal their deal.

"What are you guys betting on?" A voice in their booth asks. The students squeak as Gojo makes his presence known, his face inquisitive and sly.

"That (y/n) is gonna get Fushiguro to confess his feelings! It's bound to happen!" Itadori explains.

Gojo sniffles at the response, sighing dramatically while putting a hand over his heart,collapsing wordlessly into the booth end face planting on the table, Yuji softly pats his teachers back for comfort,while Kugisaki rolls her eyes at the ridiculous scenes in front of her, she turns back to your table and gasps, phone falling out of her grip.

Gojo and Yuji immediately look up, jaws dropping in shock at the scene in front of them.

Megumi and you were standing away from your table,his hand on your waist, the other holding the side of your face as both your lips were gently pressed together, you on your tippy toes and arms around his neck. They witness the gentleness of the moment, both your eyes full of fondness,and affection as your lips separate. A pretty blush overtakes the atmosphere.

"Oh my babies! They're growing up too fast! One day they're destroying the house and trying to kill each other over strawberry milk then before you know it they're getting married!" Gojo babbles through escalating sobs, accepting the tissues Yuji's offered him and cries into said student's shoulders.

Nobara and Yuji share a questioning look on the qualifications of gojo being a parent and the nature of your childhood, Yuji comforts his sensei again,"Fushiguro and (y/n) are always gonna be your babies gojo! Honestly I'm j-just s-so I'm so proud of Fushiguro being so honest about his feeheeeliiiings" the pinked haired boy chokes through tears, wiping his runny nose on his uniform

Kugisaki looks at the two emotional men in disgust, opting to watch the romantic soap opera in front of her as a live studio audience member, smiling softly to herself, as though she wouldn't be as foolish as her sensei and friend to openly admit it, she was full of pride for you too! You'd been pining over Megumi for forever even though you weren't aware of it and you always described how you used to feel lonely until you met him and no matter what you guys go through you're always there-

"Those two are finally together I can't believe it!! I'm so happy!" the hazel eyed girl joins the huddle of Yuji and Gojo, tears flowing out her eyes. All of this goes ignored and unbeknownst to you and Megumi.

You smile brightly at the black haired boy, playing with the hairs behind his neck,"See Gumi, was that so hard to admit?" You tease him, he grunts, eyes squeezed shut in embarrassed annoyance.

He softly flicks your forehead, an old habit from middle school," Shut up... I didn't really know that's what that was...but now that you're mine, that means no more Nanami talk right? Or anyone that's not me for that matter.." pretty red flush stains his fair skin.

You giggle and kiss his cheek,"Hmmm I don't know Okkutsu is a reaaaaal cutie.." you pretend to ponder tilting your head in thought.

Megumi groans and kisses you again, more confident and stern,"You're an absolute pain."

"Don't worry Gumi you're my only and favorite one. I've always been yours silly." You wink, a pink blush dusting the both of you again. Megumi presses a chaste kiss, holding your hand and grabbing both your bags to get ready to leave for training after your longer than intended lunch, you're interrupted by a deep,polite voice.

"(y/l/n),Fushiguro, my apologies for bothering you both, I just wanted to quickly speak to Miss (y/l/n), here this is research I found on techniques similar to your own and information about its users.. I hope the information is helpful to you in your journey as a sorcerer." Nanami hands you a few books with various note tabs sticking out of them. You stare at it wide eyed, stunned and excited to learn more about your technique... and how much time and effort it took a busy man like Nanami to do...Seriously, what a gentleman...

You bow in appreciation,blush reappearing, "Thank you Nanami, I'm sure this will be very insightful!" the man smiles back and nods,"Of course, be sure to let me know what else you may want to know.That being said I've taken enough of your guys' time, goodbye for now."

Megumi scoffs, irritation palpable at his senior,"Tch. Whatever womanizer."He tugs at your hand and drags you away quickly to the exit and as far away from the dashing gentleman of a sorcerer. Damn...he's good.

As you're walking you smack his shoulder in reprimand,"gumi that was rude! you're always gonna be brat who does whatever he wants!" you're scolding him but it's in between giggles and the most loving soft gaze he's used to seeing in your eyes, now that he knows what it is, it makes him shy. He kisses your face as a distraction to your lecture (fat chance.)

And what could Megumi say, you make him crazy, he's always gonna put his foot down for what's his. He silently kisses the back of your hand like a guilty puppy.

he'll apologize to nanami soon

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Taken aback Nanami blinks in confusion,"Womanizer?" he repeats. Megumi's vengeful words replay in his mind, unable to figure out an explanation.

He looks back at Itadori's table when the sound of rambunctious laughter invades the dining hall, confused hazel eyes hidden behind his opaque lenses.

"Why are you laughing?"

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I hope you guys liked my first work on here!! This was written on a whim with no specific outline (explains the inconsequential lore dump as this is one shot or who knows!!) hope you guys love jealous and bratty Megumi. As calm and collected as he is I imagine when hes in love so many emotions come up he doesn't know how to define them or properly communicate them so he says the first thing his brain tells him even when he himself knows rationally its crazy to say or think.