bird watching with megumi ! 𑣲 .✦ ݁˖ ۶ৎ
based on this jjk phanpara screenshot!
“and that one? what type of bird is that??”
you’re sprawled out on the soft stretch of field next to megumi, soft blades of grass flitting against your skin in the breeze, feeling the warm spring air’s gentle caress against your face. you can feel the sunlight bathing your skin as you bask in its gentle glow, eyes drifting to him beside you.
he’s sat upright, legs crossed, messy raven spikes slightly tousled by the wind as he squints at the bird you’ve just pointed out, handsome features curling into controlled concentration.
it’s cute, really. you try to contain yourself, biting at the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from gushing over the way his browns furrow just a fraction and how those pretty soft lashes you’d always envied admired bat with each blink of his eyes.
truth be told, bird watching had never been your thing, but if it made megumi happy — if it convinced him to lower his walls even a tiny bit more — then you were more than happy to come along with him. just watching the way his stoic façade falters just slightly, seeing the way his features seem almost youthful in a way he’d never quite allowed himself to express before, tugs achingly at your heart. of course, you don’t mention that to him.
his reply vaguely reaches your ears, the boyish tone of his voice just barely sounding over the gentle hum of the breeze and the padding of shiro and kuro’s footsteps from somewhere off in the distance as they chase each other playfully.
for a split second you can’t help but notice the way his expression is almost youthful, eyes bright as he watches the birds pass, an abandoned pair of binoculars hanging loosely from his grasp.
you smile to yourself at his silence — at the measured concentration on his face — before rolling onto your side and pulling out your phone. you press your cheek against the soft patch of grass beneath you, momentarily glancing at the two great fluffy balls of fur as they bound through the bushes and shrubs excitedly before you return your focus back to your phone.
after a few silent minutes of scrolling, you feel a pair of eyes settled on your back, boring into you before megumi finally lets out a sigh, causing you to turn around to face him. you prop yourself up on your elbows, tucking your phone into your pocket sheepishly as he playfully flicks your forehead.
“we came to bird watch. focus.”
of course, his words don’t carry any real malice. the edge of his lip curls almost imperceptibly into a subtle half-smirk, his eyes softening just a fraction at your pout. you can’t help but notice a quiet, low-simmering sense of dedication and interest within him, aimed solely towards watching the birds pass by, and it makes part of your heart ache with quiet appreciation.
you pull yourself upright once more, crossing your legs on the grass. pressing your palm to your cheek, expression very slightly bored as you try to patiently observe the occasional bird or two passing by. occasionally, one will fly by just in time for you to momentarily catch sight of it, a flurry of feathers, soft birdsong carrying on the wind.
“megs! that one looks a little like nue, look!”
you both spend a short while like that, you occasionally gasping and pointing out a new bird as megumi intently follows your monologues, watching in earnest silence.
you both watch in silence as the sun begins to set. you can no longer see any birds, but you both remain there for a while anyway, his hand loosely placed over yours, fingers absentmindedly tracing the curve of your knuckles, committing each ridge to memory.
by now the sky is like a vast canvas of peachy hues and golden tones, each cloud a soft brushstroke of cream-white against the sea of colour above you both. the air is softer, cooler, lighter on your shoulders. you toss your head back, allowing the breeze to softly whisper through the ends of your hair as you take in the sky above you.
“thanks for taking me out birdwatching with you today, megumi. it’s....beautiful.”
he pauses at that, slender fingers stilling over yours as he turns to face you, to really take your features in: cheeks dusted with a soft tint from the cool early-spring air, eyes wide in almost youthful innocence and lips just slightly pulled into a smile.
your words ring through his mind as his gaze flicks over your features. it’s beautiful.
author’s notes:
thankyou to my amazing funny cool smart linlin (@heeseung89) for giving me the idea for how to end this fic because i had no clue what to do with the ending i lav u !!!!!
also guys i don’t understand nor like bird watching at all i don’t really get the hype lowkey but i saw the twitter post a few days ago and rlly wanted to write about it😓
divider creds @dividers-are-us and @cursed-carmine!
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