bedrotting with bf!megumi ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🪽་༘࿐
you’re underneath the covers with your boyfriend in his bed, wrapped in megumi’s warm embrace.
the feeling of sturdy arms around your waist grounds you. the side of your head is pressed against his chest, serving as a warm pillow. it’s cozy and warm underneath the blanket, where your legs are all tangled together with his.
you’re both scrolling away on your phones, subdued audios coming from your respective devices.
“you comfy?” your spiky-haired boyfriend gently mumbles.
“mhm…” you hum back in response.
there’s faint fabric rustling noises as megumi shuffles around to wrap an arm tighter around your waist, pulling you closer to his chest. a comfortable silence enveloping you two.
the soft rhythm of his heartbeat lulls you to drowsiness like a lullaby. you bury your phone somewhere in the opulence of blanket.
you tilt your head to catch a glimpse of your man, all chiseled jaw, long lashes with a pair of the dreamiest dark blue eyes. his name rolls off your tongue like a delicate melody. “gumi…”
he hums back in response, eyes glued to his phone. “yeah, sweetheart?”
megumi mutters back flatly, “sleep then, baby. no one’s stopping you.”
your lips press together in a pout as you protest, “but you have to take a nap with me, gumi!”
your hand gently pushes his phone down until it hits the bed with a soft thud!
you snuggle impossibly closer to your boyfriend, wearing a triumphant smile. “it’s naptime.”
soon, you feel both arms wrap around your waist. megumi buries his face into your hair, taking a soft inhale of your shampoo. he mumbles so softly against the crown of your head, you almost didn’t hear it, “so demanding…”
nonetheless, your man holds you like you’re an angel that heaven let slip through just for him, like you were meant to be kept safe in his hands.
but megumi would rather die than utter that into existence.
you’re comforted by surrounded by the musky, clean scent that is so megumi, all warm and cozy. soon enough, the both of you drift off to dreamland in each other’s warm embrace, breathing in sync.
after an hour, your eyes flutter open, awakened by your nap. you rub away the sleep from your eyes before glancing at megumi only to find him gazing down at you all along.
his hand reaches up to affectionately brush strands of your hair away from your face, his fingers lingering on your skin. megumi watches your face as he whispers softly, “did you sleep okay?”
a small smile blooms on your face. “mhm…”
“good,” he mutters, his lips ghosting the top of your head, you could have sworn he pressed a delicate kiss to your scalp.
a soothing quiet blankets the two of you as you draw shapes on his chest and he holds you tight, breathing you in.
“if we took a dna test and found out we were related, would you still date me?”
you could feel your boyfriend holding back a sigh at your strange hypotheticals that you love to ask him. he thinks you conjured those up for the sole purpose of mentally tormenting him.
“baby… now, in what world would this ever be a realistic possibility?”
you could practically see the gears turn in megumi’s head before he announces flatly, “i’m not answering that.”
“but gumi—!” you whine, your hand grabbing at his.
he cuts you off by shushing you gently, cradling your delicate hand and pressing a brief yet loving kiss to your palm. his bulky arms wrapped around you tighter in an affectionate attempt to get you to pipe down as he reaches towards the nightstand to get his phone.
you take it as a queue to pick up your phone as well, your hand grabbing at the blankets to find the device.
once you found it, both of you settle into another half an hour scrolling away on your respective devices. 
occasionally, you see a romantic video and show it to him with an excited “gumi, look!”. and he sees a cute video that reminds him of you and wordlessly tilts his screen for you to watch.
the sky has turned dark by the time you were exhausted from hours of bed rotting and doomscrolling.
you place your phone back down on his bed, snuggling into him once more like a cuddle bug.
you hear a soft thud! as he places his phone on his nightstand.
he keeps one arm around your waist, his other hand intertwines with yours.
megumi gently asks, “tired, sweetheart?”
you nod with a tired pout. “mhm…”
“sleep, baby. i got you.” he softly reassures you.
even after you close your pretty eyes and your breathing evens out, your boyfriend’s navy blue eyes never leave your face.
he watches you slipping to slumber in his arms as if committing each facial feature, each area of your face, the warmth of you against him to memory.
and just like that, the world dimmed just enough to make room for you, his pretty angel that heaven personally entrusted him to love and keep safe.
loving you came before everything even as he slips into slumber with you in his arms.
from the desk of ©blushbunnyyy. 𑣲₍ ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ creds to @cursed-carmine for bow divider!!
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