#have y’all seen the comments on the chicken shop date posts he’s been making

[black-fireproofs]

he fell in love that day

[megumiswife4]

ENTWINED SHADOWS 2

Pairings ~ Megumi x Fem Reader

Warnings ~ slow burn, (possible smut in later chapters), aged-up Fushiguro (as well as other characters), cussing, 18+ only PLEASE.

WC ~ 2.6

This is my first fic here. Please take it easy on me, but I would love to receive constructive criticism to improve my writing; you guys can always leave messages in my inbox or comment below once again thank you for reading, and enjoy.

*I will be posting every Sunday night for a new chapter*

**Also I apologize for not updating on the set date that it was supposed to drop, I had some family visit from out of state. Having to deal with exams and loads of homework from school but I promise to make sure I stay consistent with y’all and to keep these chapters coming out on the day intended. **

Part 1:

Theme song: Die For You by The Weeknd

Shibuya, Tokyo

What a place to start your night off, with plans of good drinks, great friends, and a little bit of karaoke.

First, the itinerary suggests grabbing food before downing a bit of alcohol, no one wants to end the night too early on when it’s still young. Sightseeing big city lights, and skyscrapers; walking the strip of Shibuya alluring many people from locals to tourists. Day and night, it was equivalent to fitting the phrase of “The city that never sleeps.” Drunk people sleeping on the sidewalks, others enjoying the street foods from local vendors– nothing else can compare to the streets of Shibuya.

“Megumi, how do you feel about heading to Ichiran Shibuya? I've heard they’ve got some mean ramen there.” you calmly asked smiling

“I don't mind, quite more appetizing than whatever Itadori suggested.” Rolling his eyes, he chuckles.

You amusingly stated “Oh I’m sure, did he pick chicken tenders and fries as usual?”

The raven-haired boy light heartedly laughed along with you, resting your hand onto his shoulder as you raised the other covering your mouth trying not to be too loud for Itadori to hear you both laughing for his choice of food before a night of drinking.

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Megumi's POV

For a moment my heart must’ve jumped, I can't quite understand why? Y/n is just a friend of mine, surely this isn’t what friendship should feel like right? For god's sake, I sure as hell don't feel this way for Itadori or Kugisaki– why am I feeling this way fo-

“Hey come on daydreamer let's get going.” y/n smiled, grabbing ahold of your wrist. Her touch was not like the others, it was always gentle and soft, peoples touches were a bit bothersome for me but with hers I tolerated them.

“Yeah Fushiguro put some pep in your step please?” Kugisaki shouted

Pretending to act annoyed I followed her and the others lead. We came to a stop once entering the Ramen shop, awaiting to be seated by the hostess.

“Welcome in!” The staff greeted us loudly, and lastly the hostess sat us down. I was the last to get my menu, observantly seeing the hostess purposely grazing her hand across my forearm once the menus were placed down. Quickly moving my arm out of view feeling entirely uncomfortable, she gestured a quick eye wink and left; Noting all three of my friends had seen the small flirtatious gesture I had received by the woman.

“Wow Fushiguro you seem to be great with the ladies! Wishing something like that happened to me” Itadori imagined, flushing at the thought of an encounter like Fushiguro’s.

“Shut up Itadori, what she pulled was really unnecessary.” I Snarled.

Kugisaki couldn’t help but laugh, that someone might have been interested in someone like Fushiguro.

“That thought alone of someone crushing on you is god awful, who would like you? I mean, hey preference right?”

Y/n quietly lowered her head, staring at her lap, proceeding to navigate her head upward quickly glancing in my direction— then rendering her eyes back to the menu.

“So…guys have you decided what you all would want to eat?” She exclaimed.

“Y/n so you don’t agree with Itadori and I?” Kugisaki asked shockingly.

“What about it? Megumi isn’t unpleasant or hideous, if anything he’s quite the opposite. Not to mention he’s a great person overall being that he's kind, smart, and really generous…” her eyes widened quickly, gasping, “Oh my god! I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable, Megumi?” She laughed shyly.

“You didn’t make me feel uncomfortable, but thanks that was gracious of you.” Saying delicately

Thinking to myself it was not what I was expecting at all, I was quite caught off guard by her compliment. She always had a way with her words, it was alluring.

~

Itadori & Kugisaki both looked at one another with a side eye, astounded by that particular response from y/n.

The waitress ultimately approached the table to grab everyone’s drinks and entree orders. Before the main course could arrive, Itadori’s curiosity got the best of him wanting to better understand y/n’s response.

“So what? do you like Meg—“ Before he could finish his sentence Nobara smacked the back of his head, immediately cutting off Itadori’s question before any awkwardness would invade the table.

“You dumbass, why would you ask that?!” Kugisaki whispered quietly to Itadori.

“Ouch! My head! That wasn’t fucking nice of you to do sheesh!” Itadori winced, rubbing his head.

Y/n couldn’t help but cackle at Nobara and Yuji, it was pure comedy seeing those two argue about the dumbest shit anyone could ever contend over.

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After a filling dinner, it was finally time to head out to a bar nearby that included Karaoke and great drinks, Thankfully the sections in the bar weren’t completely filled.

All four stepped into the bar, the atmosphere was astounding. Multiple groups of conversations happening all at once. It was undetermined what conversations were which, hearing glasses clink with each cheer, people would insist to do right before downing some alcohol.

Y/n pulling both Itadori’s and Kugisakis hands, Megumi followed their lead. They ran into a section that was empty for the group of four to stay in, a small glass coffee table with a small menu that included a QR code labeled onto it. To order the drinks you must scan the code, Once the bartender receives the order from the section they are to make the drink; sending out the order to a waiter who delivers the cocktail.

The first round of drinks consisted of sake shots for all four, this first tab was on Yuji. “Cheers! To all the shit missions we just arrived back from, also to a hopeful night of endless drinks and fun!” he rejoiced.

All four combined their shot glasses together creating that chiming noise effect, every single one of them single-handedly downed the shot; urgently feeling that burn in their stomach when ingesting the first alcoholic beverage of the night.

Y/n turned directly toward Megumi, “ Well these drinks might end up tasting like water by the end of this night.” she laughed.

“You’re not wrong, let's just hope we can hit a few other places before the night is over.” Megumi let out a minuscule laugh.

It was finally time to start ordering bigger and fancier drinks for our first stop here in Shibuya. Nobaras specialty drink of course was a Bellini, very sophisticated and “lady-like” cocktail of choice. It consisted of the finest bottle of prosecco and a generous amount of peach puree. Itadori’s choice of drink was very self-explanatory, a Long Island Iced Tea– sweet and enjoyable just like him. Whereas Megumi’s was the plain ‘ole dark rum and coke on the rocks, nothing crazy but it fit him– subtle, dark, but strong personality. Lastly, y/n’s drink, a Malibu rum and pineapple juice over ice– it was a fun yet sunny color. Nothing beats her shy yet bubbly personality and that drink was just one that fit perfectly.

Enjoying the vocals of the regulars at the karaoke stand, singing their drunken hearts out. Nobara and y/n enthusiastically applauded each and every person showing out on stage. At last, no other person or group was willing to take the place of the next person to have the spotlight. Nobara quickly glanced over to y/n, nudging at her shoulder.

“Are you ready to take the stage and crowd?” she exclaimed excitedly. Before y/n could say a word she was pulled towards the stage alongside Nobara, “I requested the next song, I figured no one had great taste in music but me.”

Glamorous by Fergie began to play on the loudspeakers, y/n’s eyes widening; she felt a bit nervous with a building full of crowds and people she wasn’t familiar with. Of course, Kugisaki selected this song in particular, she loved expensive and luxurious items not to mention she adored the lavish life the wealthy lived in. After all the spotlight was never a problem for Kugisaki, she has a very straightforward personality, she can almost instantaneously fit right in.

Y/n on the other hand was definitely a bit more closed off, she would have needed a couple more shots to get her a bit more comfortable.

A man who had a section near theirs ordered a few sake shots, juggling about four shot glasses in his hands in hopes of not dropping them. He very slowly made his way to y/n, handing over the shots to her in hopes of relieving her anxiousness.

“Here take these, it's on me.” he kindly clamored.

“Uh… Oh is that for me? Thank you!” Y/n cautioned, emitting a dainty smile.

He clamored “Sure thing, I noticed you might have needed some of these to shake off the nervousness. If you need anything else just holler over at my section I'll take care of you.”

“That's super sweet of you, thanks.” she shyly smiled.

“By the way, that dress hugs you in all the right places.” giving a quick wink as the gentleman walked back towards his section of the bar.

Stunned by the young man's choice of words she felt a bit nervous, noting that he took appreciation of her body and the way he was swooning over her curves in the dress.

She instantly downed the shots, feeling warm and fuzzy throughout her body. The confidence was immediately kicking in– give it no more than a few seconds and she would be ready to take on the stage.

“Who the hell is that?” Megumi annoyingly questioned Itadori. Staring the young gentleman down as he sat in his section.

“I don't know but it seems to me he’s got a liking for y/n. Let’s hope he isn’t a creep or we’re going to have a huge problem, on the bright side she might be able to get us free drinks though.” Itadori stammered.

Megumi silently scoffed, sitting alongside Itadori in their booth– crossed arms, his legs mildly spread apart leaning against the cushioned couch. Waiting for the show that the girls would end up embarrassingly speaking about the next morning.

As the chorus began, Kugisaki took the limelight swaying her hips left to right engaging her hand forward to a group of young men who had been charmed by her presence; her other hand slightly gripping the mic. Wanting to leave the men in a daze she decided it was a smart idea to lift the side of her dress up exposing her thigh, she teased the men insinuating that “they could look but don't touch.”

The colored disco lights flashed on every part of her and Y/n, the attention was all on them. Resulting in the crowd being mesmerized by their presence.

Y/n looked over to Nobara, seeing that the alcohol had heightened her confidence. Her thigh was exposed to the men across the room that drooled over her. Concluding that it was finally y/n’s time to take her chance to sing the next chorus.

“Jesus Christ that's disgusting, I feel like I’m watching my sister act seductive in front of horny men.” Itadori shrieked.

Both men hovered their hands over their eyes in shame, seeing that Nobara felt a bit frisky about gaining the attention of the drunken young men.

Nobara slightly moved aside to make way for y/n, She nearly tripped over a cord instantly catching herself before causing more of an embarrassment for herself. Laughing a bit, she glanced over towards Fushiguro and Itadori hoping they hadn’t noticed; she struck out of luck as they had most definitely been aware of her clumsiness.

Ultimately y/n softly grasped ahold of the mic, the time was now or never— if it wasn't for the alcohol she would not have been as forthcoming as she was now. Singing the chorus, Y/n began to move herself to the beat of the music. One hand on the mic the other grazing down from the base of the hip down to her thigh as her body was adjusting to every single part of the song. People cheering, and men whistling to the provocative movements. The young man that had brought the sake shots gained his friend's attention, directing his finger towards y/k.

“She’s coming home with me tonight.” the young man snickered, raising a small capsule containing a white substance.

His friend's eyes darted around nervously, “Bro you gotta be careful, Remember what happened to the other girl last time? Can’t keep doing this shit every time we’re out– that isn’t how you get the girl.”

“I’m not trying to get serious with her, I just need a bitch in my bed for the night.” He sneered.

His friend stood up angrily, “I’m not putting up with this kind of shit, you want to keep pulling this stunt you’re all on your own– I'm out of here!”

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Megumi’s POV

Watching y/n showing her true identity, the radiance in her beauty that was luminated from the colorful lights, her looking at Kugisaki immediately laughing. They both know they’re very much out of character once the drinks kicked into their system, her laugh was contagious. I enjoyed knowing she was having a blast on that stage. Her happiness is all that mattered being that Jujutsu Tech wasn’t as all cracked out to be. Understanding this is what she needed… what we all needed. I sulked in every moment, grinning to myself whenever she tried her hardest to not display her buzzed self.

It feels unnatural to feel this way, I can’t decipher whether these are my sober feelings or my drunken ones. No, she’s my friend… I’m just a bit buzzed out of my mind, there is no way in hell that anything would transpire from this… from us. My mind is rendering back and forth about these emotions, always brushing them aside thinking this could have easily been forgettable, and yet each time I prove myself wrong— because in the end, it’ll only result in my feelings growing stronger.

“Hey look Fushiguro.” Itadori nudged at my shoulder. “Isn’t that the guy y/n got those sake shots from?”

“Yeah… that is.” I stammered, observing the commotion between the two. It was hard to understand, but their physicality is what told it all.

The man providing those sake shots seemed to be in a heated feud with who I would assume was his friend. Shortly after, the conversation cut quickly to his friend leaving the bar enraged. Hmm strange… witnessing the other man trying to pack something into his right pocket, but unfortunately, he missed. There it was, lying on the floor a miniature ziplock bag containing some sort of white substance. I couldn’t believe what I had just seen, if I’m correct, it’s used to spike people's drinks knocking them unconscious and unfortunately in those moments, they are taken advantage of in the most vile way imaginable and only an immoral, crazy, piece of shit would use something like that. My anger raging, blood boiling, in hopes that y/n hadn’t been exposed to it. I had to keep my cool, realizing he had dropped it fully exposed to the environment around him, he quickly propped his arm down to pick it up and in a hurried manner stuffed it back into the pocket, a concerned look appeared on his face wondering if anyone else took notice of it— until his eyes met mine.

His eyes glared directly at me, two can play this game. I have no problem being invested in this punk. Raising his hand, his index finger fixated hovering over his lips. Gesturing to keep my mouth shut, I came to realize he might not have a clue that we were here accompanying Kugisaki and y/n.

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