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lovinglylibelle · 2 months ago

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐚

-navigation || masterlist || montage of memories-

megumi x reader || fluff

requests: OPEN

description: putting mascara on fushiguro takes a sweet turn <3

"Megumi, hold still." you said firmly, positioning his head in front of you. it was the 6th time that he had moved it, almost turning himself blind in the process.

"i am trying to," he replied with a sigh, opening his eyes wide to let you work and focus. he didn't know why it was that he agreed to it but here he was complying with your instructions.

he had thought it would be easier, seeing how you always did it so fast but unfortunately it didnt work out that way for him.

“don’t move now, okay?” you whispered, focusing on the task at hand. his lashes were too gorgeous not to do this. 'This' aka applying mascara on him.

you don't know how you managed to convince him or how you ended up like this but you were excited. It was as if you had won the lottery. You’d always admired his lashes; they were ridiculously long, framing his gorgeous green eyes in a way that felt almost unfair. and now, with him so close, you were finally indulging in a silly little daydream you'd had for ages.

you put the wand inside the bottle, turning it around a bit to collect the product before pulling it out. you were using a clear gel mascara instead of the coloured one because you didn't want visible lumps.

"here i go," you said, touching the brush to his eyelashes that were trembling slightly but were more still than before. he's too adorable

you softly lifted his eyelashes with it, moving them upwards carefully. your attention to the task was undivided, with anything barely making you lose focus, all the while Megumi's attention was on you.

it wasn't everyday that he got to see you up so close for so long when you weren't distracting him or yourself. he was admiring you, like he always did but this time closely.

his eyes followed your movement without blinking, committing your little quirks to his heart... the way your teeth were softly holding the corner of your lip, the way your eyebrows were furrowing intensely as your breath came out in a gentle rhythm... just everything about you in that moment.

he observed you as a strand of your hair fell on your face, making you look more beautiful than he was okay with, making his cheeks grow warmer and redder. thank god you weren't looking at them.

he was suddenly awfully aware of how you were sitting on his lap while his back rested against the headboard of his bed. something about the position making it all the more intimate and terrifying for Megumi. he wanted to hold you closer and never let go.

"Gumi?" you asked, noticing his silence and growing concerned. did something happen?

"hmm," he whispered, still out of it but replying to your call as if on instinct.

"you okay?" you ask, shifting backwards a little to see his face better. it was unusually red.

"Oh? huh, yeah. yeah i am" he said, catching himself before he embarrassed himself further... but when he saw your worried gaze and that cute little reaction, he couldn't help but smile.

"what?" you asked, amused and curious at the same time as your gaze flickered between his eyes. the green of his eyes was your favourite colour, you noted.

"nothing," he continued smiling, his voice low.

"oh yeah? then why are you smiling?" you said, closing the mascara and keeping it aside before wrapping your arms around his neck.

"because."

"because..?"

"just because."

he slowly moved his arms to wrap them around your waist, playing with the fabric of your shirt as he gazed at your face. the smile still prominent.

you stared back at him and when you figured that he wasn't gonna say anything, you sighed. such a menace.

"you know its actually unfair how your eyes are so beautiful." you remarked. having green eyes was already rare and with the little blue and golden flecks in them... it was just breathtaking.

"oh? are they?" his heart jumping at the compliment which he didn't show

"yeah! they are the most gorgeous eyes i have ever seen as a matter of fact."

"i dont agree though, i've seen better." he shrugged. he had seen better, way better actually.

"thats impossible." you challenged, a dead panned look on your face cause there was no way anybody had prettier eyes than his. Gojo sensei's were pretty but not this pretty.

"it isn't."

you looked at him incredelously, he could be very stubborn sometimes. a lot of times honestly.

"you don't wanna know who's?"

"i will disagree you know, no matter what ehat you say."

"its yours."

surprisingly, you weren't expecting that at all... you were totally not expecting megumi to go all soft on you like this on a random afternoon

"very funny, my eyes are very normal and simple."

"thats because you haven't seen them like i see them."

oh... it was such a simple sentence and yet it made your entire existence erupt in a fireworks. a crimson blush appearing on your face as your eyes went wide while all you could do was stare at him, mouth agape.

perhaps it was the fact that it was Megumi saying it, that made your heart flutter or perhaps it was the sincerity of those words that caught you off guard but you were truly and utterly ecstatic at that.

"what has taken over you Mr. Fushiguro?" you ask with a soft chuckle, playing with the hair at his nape.

he liked the sound of that, especially because it fell from your lips in your voice... just like honey.

"i just really love you." he mused making your entire being turn into butterflies.

"oh really?" you asked, pushing a lock of his black hair away from his face.

he nodded, eyes drooping a bit as they flickered to your lips.

you grinned, leaning towards him to capture his lips in a heartwarming kiss. soft and meaningful with silent promises that only you two knew.

as you pulled away, resting your forehead against his, you chuckled a bit. for a moment, Megumi’s hand lingered at your back, like he wasn’t ready to let you go just yet. he was trying to memorize this feeling... the warmth in his chest, the softness of your lips, and how right it all felt.

“i should put mascara on your pretty face more often,” you whispered, your voice light but eyes full of affection.

“mhmm, you should,” he murmured, smiling softly as he pulled you in for another kiss, deeper this time, like he wanted to keep this closeness forever.

a/n: idk ya'll i just was gonna write about putting mascara on him but i got carried away and wrote this, i love it so much rkdjrkjfi. like its one of my fav works i have written tbh. AAAAAA. okay anyway, if you liked it, please press that cute heart and reblog it!! It keeps me motivated to share more and write even more scenarioss. have a good day lovelies <33

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lovinglylibelle · 9 months ago

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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧

-navigation || masterlist || montage of memories-

megumi x reader || fluff

requests: open

description: Megumi has always been curious about love, having never experienced it himself. So what happens when he meets someone from his past that might just be the key to changing all that.

"Ya Itadori, do you think it will rain?" Kugisaki asked, shielding her eyes as she looked up at the sky. It was the beginning of Japan's rainy season and it seemed like Tokyo was about to welcome it too.

It was getting darker by the second as more and more clouds gathered, blocking out the rays of the sun and from the looks of it, the sky was ready to let down the first rain.

"It's definitely going to rain," Itadori replied. According to the duo, he had some sort of sensor in him that allowed him to predict the weather... keeping aside the fact that it was already visible.

Megumi sighed as he watched the two sorcerers, now trying to climb the lamp post in order to get a clearer view, wondering how he managed to get himself surrounded by them. Not that he minded it. He had gotten used to it.

The three were standing outside a movie theatre, waiting for the movie to screen. Kugisaki and Itadori had insisted upon watching the latest romance movie, the same old story about love.

Fushiguro Megumi didn't know a thing about love and it really wasn't a surprise. To him it was just a myth, a fool's errand that the world seemed to chase for reasons unbeknownst to him.

He didn't get it, truly, the concept of it foreign to him but he wasn't the one to blame for it. He didn't exactly have the chance to experience it: his parents abandoned him, his sister was in a magic coma, and his 'relatives' wanted to exploit him... the only thing close to love, affection, and warmth he had ever known, not that he would ever admit it to him or anyone, was the chaotic white haired man child known as Gojo Satoru, and the two idiots who seemed to have taken it upon themselves to be the bane of his existence. However, that was all platonic anyway.

Romantic love was something he had only read about in the various novels and mangas: that were neatly stacked in his dorm, or watched in movies like these, and yet they weren't enough to make him believe in the notion.

It felt fictional to him, a love that transcends all barriers, a love that makes one do irrational things, a love that is unconditional... the idea was too far fetched. Everybody wanted something in the world, he knew that, he experienced that on an everyday basis. And everybody was selfish when it came down to it, so something as selfless as love was odd for him, odder than the existence of curses and magic.

However, he did wonder what it felt like, to be in love and to feel that feeling that all these things portrayed. Will he ever feel that? it was a question that made him ponder sometimes. He wouldn't mind it if he did and wouldn't mind it if he didn't either.

This reverie of his might have been neverending if it wasn't for the loud shout that Kugisaki had let out. "Fushiguro, it's open!"

He nodded, making his way towards them but stopping short after feeling a strong and familiar cursed energy.

"Huh?" he questioned, his eyes narrowing as he scanned his surroundings. A nostalgic emotion making its way to his heart. What was it-

thud, he felt someone bump into him, making him stumble slightly before he caught himself.

Looking up, he noticed the culprit and was ready to give them a terrible look but as soon as his eyes met yours, his entire world seemed to have slowed down to a halt.

There you were turning around to face him as your hair cascaded around you, framing you delicately like the buds do the petals. Your eyes were wide with evident shock that was etched onto your face oh so sweetly. Your lips parting slightly as it finally began to rain... the first of its season.

The air around you seemed to shimmer and Megumi could have sworn that he had never seen anybody look as beautiful as you did in that moment.

"Oh my god, shit, i am so sorry." you said hurriedly, a shocked expression on your face. You kept a hand above your eyes to be able to see.

Megumi couldn't even breathe much less talk or comprehend whatever you were saying as he noticed the feeling from earlier creeping in again. He squinted at you, running a hand through his hair that was now soaked and sticking to his forehead.

As he took in your features, the feeling started to bloom into something more, recognition.

You had the same aura around you, as you did all those years ago, of comfort and safety that once was Megumi's only solace. Your clumsiness was intact too, barely taking a few steps before crashing into things as he recalled. Your hair was longer though and somehow it looked even more perfect than what he had remembered... And your eyes, oh your eyes, they were the dead give away.

They had that same glint in them, the same warmth and insatiable curiosity that always left him in awe. Even now they seemed to hold the entire universe in them and sparkle like a million stars resided in them.

"Y/n..?" he whispered, loud enough for you to hear over the rain and soft enough to not break the moment.

"What? How do you know my nam-" you replied, confused beyond your belief when a flicker of understanding crossed your mind and you lit up with the same feeling of recognition.

"Meg- Fushiguro? No way..." you chuckled incredelously, disbelief on your face.

"Hello to you too, Y/n" he said, a smile on his face. It was genuine, the smile, just like it used to be all those years ago when you two spent time together.

To Kugisaki and Itadori who were watching it all unfold from afar, it was truly a rare sight; to see the alleged sea urchin, make that face and that too in a serious way.

"It's been so long Fushiguro, you've not changed a bit." you said, tucking your hair behind your ear as you smiled back at him. The more Megumi observed you, the more aware he became of his surroundings. He felt his cheeks growing warm despite the cold rain that was falling relentlessly around him.

"well my teeth grew back," he joked, earning a soft laugh from you and a gasp of disbelief from the other two, who exchanged a look. At the sound of your laugh, Megumi felt his heartbeat pick up, he couldn't comprehend what was happening to him. It was the first time ever that he had felt all those things, was it the weather? was it the rain? was he getting sick? what was happening to him? was he okay?

"that they did... makes you less cute though." you commented, making him nod his head and his friends face-palm themselves.

If they had been standing closer to you, Kugisaki would have smacked the oblivious guy's head right in that instance but due to the distance she couldn't.

"So you are back?" Fushiguro asked as the two of you started walking, the rain almost forgotten now.

"Yeah, Gojo Sensei had insisted on it and well i did miss everything here, especially you." you said, a hopeful look in your eyes as they met his.

I missed you too, he had wanted to say but decided against it.

"So what brings you here?" he said instead, his hands in his pockets.

He was looking down on the street, various puddles forming due to the water. He stepped in one, watching it splash against his feet.

"Believe it or not, it's a mission. There is a cursed spirit right around the corner there, caused a few suicides over the week." you said pointing at the alley behind the theatre.

"Speaking of, i can feel it manifesting again." you added, stopping in your tracks.

"They already got you going huh? You should go and exorcise it, we can talk later." he said, stopping to face you. He didnt want to stop talking just yet but he knew that the exorcism was more important.

"Alright, see you back at the dorms?"

He nodded in reply,

"It really is nice to see you again Fushiguro, i'll see you later." you said, taking off towards the alley with your hands clasped behind your back.

Fushiguro watched you walk away and felt himself coming to his senses again, he could now feel every raindrop on himself that had seemingly disappeared when he was talking to you. He realised that he was soaked, his hair sticking to his face, his hands cold and clammy and yet he didn't mind it at all,

He was so lost in watching you walk away that he didn't realise when Kugisaki and Itadori had joined him.

"So... who was that?" she said, holding the umbrella that somehow magically appeared in her hand. Her eyes narrowing at Megumi.

"A friend,"

"Just, a friend?"

"Yeah, just a friend."

"Sureeee, you made us miss half the movie though."

"But it's just been ten minutes Kugisaki-" Itadori interrupted,

"Yeah yeah i know, i am exaggerating. Come on now and quit staring, you look like a creep for fuck's sake." she called out, making her way towards the entrance of the theatre.

"Shut up." Megumi replied, shaking his head but looking away too.

He was elated to see you again and was even looking forward to meeting you back at the school and introducing you to his new friends.

"For the record, I don't believe that she was just a friend." Kugisaki added as she sat on her seat inside the theatre. Megumi who was now dry, thanks to his shikigami, sat down next to her with a sigh.

He avoided her gaze as he replied, "I don't care."

He was glad that the cinema was dark enough to hide his face when he said that because despite everything, a small smile had found its way on his lips which he really did not want Kugisaki or Itadori to see or they wouldn't let him hear the end of it.

His eyes focused on the movie in front of him, a romance movie, about love and somewhere in his heart and beyond his consciousness, he knew that he had found the answer to most of the questions he had as he thought back to the encounter he just had with you.

He really was looking forward to seeing you again.

a/n: this is has been on my mind for a while and i tried sooo many times to write this, but it somehow wasn't giving the vibe i wanted it to give. However, writing it this time was better and i like how it turned out, may have gotten carried away down there but eh (is it obvious that i am absolutely enamored by Megs?) If you like it, please press that cute little heart in the bottom right corner and that reblog button just next to it. If you want more such fics, you can also drop a follow and i promise not to disappoint. Have a happy day ahead, keep yourself hydrated and well fed. Thank you

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