𝓢˚ִִ𓈒 erenity ♪ ྀི 𓈒 🪽

bored teenager with nothing to do !

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𝑨𝑩𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑴𝑬 𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋　 ,, hiii im serenity , sweetest libra , chocolate doe eye angel , she/her , i make fem reader fics , i luv music , marvel , anime , and kpop , pinterest warrior 𓂃𓍯

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𝒮niffles & 𝒮nuggles ㅤ࣭ㅤ 🪽ㅤ₊ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𓈒⊹ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

megumi x fem reader

gumi coming to the rescue of his stubborn gf after catching a fever AND getting your period

3 quiet knocks met your door, and you acknowledged none of them—more so, you ignored all of them.

no effort was made going to class this morning, barely could get up at all. you woke up in a cold sweat, sheets clung to your skin and entangled around your legs. your head was pounding, your throat was gruff and sore, your body was completely weak, and to top it all off were the cramps. being grossly sick was one thing, but getting your period at the same time was another. “just kill me.” was your inner dialogue the entire morning.

another few knocks had hit your door, but this time more firm. you groaned while dragging yourself upright to face the direction of the door. before you could actually get up, a voice called out your name from behind the door.

you blinked. “……megumi?”

“yeah. can you open the door?”

with how you woke up this morning? yeah no, that won’t be happening. you really considered pretending like you didn’t hear him. instead you stumbled out of bed, your legs unsteady and nearly collapsed the moment you got up. instant regret the second you opened the door.

megumi looked up blank. he didn’t need words, his expression read you down enough. “you look….”

you huffed, along with a cough. “I don’t need your- hck! commentary right now.”

you didn’t even have the energy to be mad. just cranky. you just turned and left the door open for him to follow through. he stepped inside, closing the door behind him. his eyes followed you while you lazily plopped down onto your bed, letting it consume you as it did this morning.

“did you take anything?” he asked already reaching out to feel your forehead. the back of his hand met your forehead, dragging down to your cheek.

you just squinted at him. “no, because I’d rather stay like this forever. yes megumi, i took a tylenol.”

he glared, thinking about replying snappy but backtracked. “…..okay. what else did you take?”

“you’re acting like I can’t take care of myself.” you added bitterly, voice muffled. “like gojo sensei or something….”

“clearly not if you’re loping around like this on your own.” he disappeared into the bathroom to find more medicine. “and you weren’t gonna tell me.” and he was right. you lowkey weren’t. you did ignore the knocks at the door—didn’t even notice he called you AND texted you three times with your phone on silent.

a minute later, he came back with a glass of water and a couple pills.

“sit up.”

“I dont need your help.”

megumi frowned, then you frowned—but all it took was his silence for you to sit up.

“you’re annoying.” you muttered, pushing yourself up anyway. you winced by a small cramp in your lower stomach. his focus shifted to the heated pad wrapped around your waist, “I’ll make you green tea.” he handed you the medicine, watching until you actually took it. you shoved the glass back to him and laid right back down. without asking, he took the blanket and brought it back up to your chest. you watched him as he shuffled to the kitchen.

-

moments later he was back with a fresh mug of tea, steaming. it clinked softly on the nightstand as he sat it down. the steam curled into the air, filling the room with a sweet smell. he turned to the door with the intent of leaving, but stopped by your grip on his sleeve.

“gumiii….” you clutched his sleeve in your hand tight. “stay?”

he thought about it at first, then remembered your mutters and complaints. “I’m not catching whatever you have. I’ll drop off food for you.”

you scoffed, mixed with a cough. “okay. but if I fall ill and die it’s gonna be your fault.”

you were being overly dramatic yes, but did he believe that could happen? possibly. or maybe he just loves you enough to fall for an excuse like that. he let out a quiet breath as he removed his jacket, tossing it on your bed somewhere. “fine.” he said softly. “I’ll stay.”

you shifted, giving megumi just enough room to lay beside you. he barely had time to adjust himself before you completely curled into him. your legs entangled with his, arms draping around his lazily. it was like an instinct for you. almost immediately he returned the favor, snaking his hand around your waist to hold you there.

you glanced up at him following a smirk. “what happened to not wanting to get sick?”

“it was between you and gojos mouth. i choose the least annoying.”

you scoffed, “oh right.” pulling away from him with a pout. a small smile—too imperceptible to be caught wiped across his lips as he pulled you back towards him with a gentle force. “it was also between missing class and missing you.” your lips curled into what was an attempt of a frown, more less a suppressed smile.“whatever.” you planted a kiss on his jaw, laying back down on his chest to drift off. megumi as well. his head tipped back, eyes closing without permission.

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trying to take in all this megumi glaze after being his biggest defender since season 1

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writing x reader fanfiction instead of doing homework cause ima #youngho

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❦ ₊ 𝒱 alentines day hcs ˚ ⊹ ིྀ

megumi fushiguro x fem reader

⠀﹒୨𝑒 you hated the month of february. all the cute couples, flowers, stores filling their isles with romantic cards and stuffed animals. the sight made you sooo bitter.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 your bestfriend megumi got tired of hearing you complain. especially when he was right there. he was just waiting for the right time to ask.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who showed up to your door holding flowers and candy, and you who didn’t even realize he was asking you to be his valentine.

“did someone buy these for me!? did gojo tell you to-”

and the realization finally settles.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 it took you a second to process an answer. your blank stare shook him a little—thinking about just turning around and walking away, until you practically jumped into him and almost made him tip over. he embraced you back almost immediately as if it were instinctual.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 then there was yuji, who was his biggest hype-man after gumi told him he asked you out/to be your valentine.

“so when is the date!? am I invited to the wedding!?”

“can you quit? we haven’t gotten that far yet.”

“YOU SAID YET! SO ITS IN MOTION?”

megumi just sighs. he’s never gonna live this down.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who had gotten advice from gojo for your first date because he wanted your valentines day to be perfect. and gojo who suggested he take you to a candle lit, 5 star restaurant. megumi turned down the idea cause he thought it was extra. (they still went suit shopping just incase)

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who ended up doing something simple yet romantic, surprising you with a picnic date in the park.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 he was extremely thoughtful with the date. he remembered every detail about you down to a tea. he considered all the foods he got and which ones he knew you didn’t like or the ones you loved.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who was so nervous. you and him hung out all the time, so why was he hyperventilating on the inside all of a sudden?

⠀﹒୨𝑒 who took you to an arcade afterwards and won you a hello kitty plush. little kids behind you were absolutely swooned.

“your boyfriend is so cool!”

⠀﹒୨𝑒 neither of you bothered to correct them. you just smiled and laughed it off. megumi literally died on the inside, fighting back the urge to smile ear to ear from being called yours.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 you were sitting down at a small ice cream shop outside. the sun was setting behind him while the sunlight beamed on you in the most perfect way. the way the light caught your skin and made it glow in a way that didn’t even seem real from his perspective. and were your eyes always that shade of brown? you just smiled, totally unaware of how in love this boy was. he was gone for you. he just admired every part of you, leaving his ice cream to melt while you took small bites away.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who finally confessed to you after the day was over and asked you to be his girlfriend.

“i didn’t ask to be your valentine just because you didn’t have one…” he paused—then he looked away. “I did it all because I like you. I feel for you way deeper than friends would, and I wanted to know if-”

he doesn’t even get the opportunity to finish, the words were still hanging when your lips met his in a magnetic manner. for a split second he froze, then he just melted into you. his hands found your waist with a quickness, like you’d just disappear right there.

⠀﹒୨𝑒 megumi who’d secretly been waiting for that moment his entire life. he kissed you longingly. now you know why he didn’t eat his ice cream. I guess he was saving his appetite.

a/n — LMAOOO did yall like my corny pun at the end or nah. I personally think it was the cherry on top (get it? Ice cream sundays have cherries? ok sorry)

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ℳ egumi fushiguro x fem reader drabble — falling asleep while watching a movie together ⠀﹒୨𝑒

a night like this made megumi realize he could never sleep alone again. the rain tapped lightly against the window as the TV were muttering in the background. you had your arms wrapped around his torso while he had his resting on your back. his hand placement was respectful. not too low, just eased right on your lower back. your head was laid soft upon his chest, getting a whiff of his cologne faint on his hoodie. he refused to move, laying in that same position since you fell asleep. he didn’t even acknowledge how stiff his back probably was. he didn’t care. with the way you were laying on top of him, why would he want to move? he was just fine as long as you laid there. every few moments you’d feel him grazing his hand tenderly along your back. he’s hesitant, like he doesn’t realize he’s doing it until you twitch under his touch. he glances down to your face. then a quick, blink and you’ll miss it, smirk crosses his lips. your cheek was squished against him, a tiny patch of slob in the spot where you lay. “pretty girl” he whispered, leaving a small-peck kiss on your forehead.

he couldn’t find himself getting this comfortable in his own bed. your warmth was different, your touch was different, but all in the right ways. he felt safer, at peace. every thought that flooded his mind on those sleepless nights just vanished. his soul could finally relax. your restful breaths brought him to peace. It was moments like these that made him realize how much he really loves you. things he used to be irked at the thought of, he ended up loving you for doing. then minutes later, he found himself in the same state. head thrown back and mouth slightly parted. your quiet snores overlapped the mummering sounds from the movie that ended up watching you.

a/n — made this at 3am btw the new episode been driving me crazycrazy so I have a lot of stuff in the volt for meg 🙂‍↔️

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ok so I just worked on a whole fic and tumblr bugged and deleted it bye af im mad

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Ur so goated btw... anywho have a nice day ♡♡♡♡

IM BLUSHINNGG TYSM<3

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  ֗    ꫂ  “𝐼 never let anybody in….

                   𝒮omehow you got under my skin”

megumi fushiguro x fem reader

contains — fluff

megumi never really cared for relationships. he never saw himself being heart-whipped over anybody. things like being affectionate, smashing lips together everywhere, holding hands, and etc didn’t cross his mind. he was more focused on his own obligations. tsumiki, his missions, living up to his own standards and such. until he met you. meeting you had changed his entire perspective of everything.

he certainly was not an easygoing boy. the most romantic interaction he’s ever had with a woman before was giving her directions to the train station. all types of objectively pretty girls swoon and bat their lashes at him all the time. he finds it quite odd. as reoccurring as this is for him it still makes him feel a little sheepish. “hey megumiiiii” twirling their long dark hair in their fingers. and he doesn’t look, not even a small glance in their direction.

it honestly confused him — everyone how he ended up in such a predicament. all he knew was that he liked you and wanted everything to do with you. the only thing that was holding him back was himself, the dangers of being in love with someone, and being hurt. he sat in a hot seat for a WHILE before finally confessing. disregarding how super awkward and silent it was, it felt so pleasant. the way he fidgets with the sleeve of his uniform while describing all the things he admires about you and your character, the way you act upon yourself, how you act upon others, on top of that being undeniably beautiful.

he hates to admit it, but he loves when you touch him. not at all is he one for physical touch, but of course that thought completely differs when he’s with you, especially when you kiss him. he was kind of irked at the thought of someone else’s lips being on his or anywhere on his face — lowkey unsanitary. his first kiss with you shocked him a bit. the first kiss was just a little peck on the cheek, just to treat him for saving your ass on a mission. now the firsttt kiss, it threw him off. you sat on the edge of his bed just starring, waiting for the right moment. “what’s the matter-“ cut off by your lips. it was slow and hesitant yet at the same time it felt so unbearably right by him. he lowkey loved it. once you split apart he sat still for moment, cheeks a peachy shade of pink, still fixing his lips to speak. “what was that for?”

“does it have to be a reason?” you smiled to yourself as you plopped next to him while he just stared at you utterly dumbfounded. ever since then he craves them from you. he never asks for them, he doesn’t just wanna kiss you so abruptly. he just kinda looks, he feels like his heart is about to pound out of his chest anytime he’s a meter radius from your lips. when you have on that lip liner in the shade not brown not pink coated on top with a pretty lip oil, all he can think about is kissing you.

megumi has his own love language. he’s new to this relationship stuff so he isn’t big on pda or overdoing it. he’s a very simplistic guy and has specific ways to show that he cares about you. when you’re alone together, he definitely showcases his love for you way clearer. if you’re sitting on his lap he’ll have his hands wrapped around you for support. he’ll move your hair out of the way for you when you eat so you don’t get anything on you. he grips your hand a little tighter when you walk across a busy road.

he once got down on his knees to tie your shoelace for you in front of gojo, big mistake on his part. he never let it down. “but, you’ve never tied my shoes for me megumi!” “gojo, for the last time you’re a grown man.”

he knew he liked you when he realized he lets you do stuff he would beat the breaks off of yuji for. he has such high tolerance and patience with you, but sometimes if you play too much he’ll get grumpy. god forbid gojo got on his nerves or a mission went bad and you crack a bad attempt at a joke. asking him dumb stuff like “are you on your deriod?” almost earned you a break up text. he’ll say he hates you in return but we all know he’d lift a house for you if you ever asked. (yes it’s not possible, but yet again we’re talking about a show that involves fighting invisible creatures only special ppl can see so ANYTHING IS POSSIBLEEEE)

he shows you a side of him not really anyone else got to see. considering how unmovable he is, seeing him smile is like witnessing a corpse flower bloom. the way the corners of his perfect mouth lift up to form a calm, subtle smile. it’s so genuine, and when he smiles he just so happens to be talking to you. you just bring out that side of him in the sweetest way possible.

he’s so whipped over you. you’ve literally taken over half his mind ever since you slipped in his life, and for a guy who claimed to not be interested in relationships or the thought of being smitten over someone, he sure was interested in you.

for all my clairo listeners and megumi lovers 🫰🏾

a/n — guysss I would love if you gave me any fic recommendations or ideas, I thinkkk I set up the option for questions and things of that sort, it should be on my profile. if not lmk and I’ll fix it! okay that’s all byeeee

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𝒿ust come back

megumi fushiguro x fem reader

contains — fluff, a little angsty, yearner meg

summary — your ex bf misses you like hell

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the leaves spiraled down gradually, covering the sidewalks and grass in shades of brown and orange, the trees are glowing with an orange haze, the wind’s carrying that soft feeling of autumn—just enough to see everyone dressed down in their uggs and hoodies, coffee shops are working overtime, and couples and groups of teenagers sit outside the door sipping their pumpkin spice lattes. cuffing season is here and yet megumi was single.

you and megumi broke up during the summer and ignoring the fact that it was really his decision, it was killing him. he couldn’t do any normal activities without thinking of you. the fragile feeling of your soft hand in his lingered like a ghost, the cheek you used to kiss him on now feels bare and cold, your warmth when you wrapped around him for a hug, cruel in it’s absence.

he watches you desperately. sometimes you’ll catch him glaring at you during training, analyzing your every move just in case you get hurt. he stares at you during class, reminiscing. admiring you, your beautiful smile, the way your dimples popped when you laughed, how you tuck your hair behind your ear every 3 minutes, biting your lip when your focused, how you rest your chin in your palm when you’re lost in thought. and when you notice him it’s like a light switch turns on in his head. his head snapping 80 degrees, his ears a pale shade of pink, suddenly seeming interested in whatever conversation yuji and nobara are having. “what were you looking at?” nobara teased. “I just zoned out.” he responds stoically.

every interaction with him now feels bland; forced. when you talk to nobara and yuji, it’s always “hi nobara! hi yuji! hey megumi.” you used to say his name with enthusiasm, with nothing but love and adoration. hearing you say it now—saying his name with such disinterest, it feels like a poke at his heart. the same girl who stayed cuddled up in his bed almost everyday, came to him with that heartwarming smile everytime she saw him, shared all his firsts with, stayed and tried her best to comfort him even in his darkest times, was now just a stranger. a soul he never met ends with.

when you returned his hoodie, your scent was gone. your vanilla perfume had been washed off and the only thing that he had inhaled was the fragrance of the floral scented laundry detergent you had used to wash it. ouch. why did this hit him so hard? why did he feel so much remorse? why did the thought of you not being around anymore hurt so much? It all felt so sentimental. he gave you that hoodie, to keep. “just keep it, it looks good on you.” “really..? you think so?” smiling from ear to ear at his words. that cheeky smile he can’t get out of his head.

endless nights he spends sitting on his bed in desolation. feelings just consuming him slowly. you being the spark that lit up his dark life, now faded away and unable to light again. it’s not like you died, at least not physically. he could always just text you, but what would he tell you? that he lays in his bed chest heavy thinking about you and every other mistake he makes? he couldn’t. he was the one to break up with you anyway. but he knows if you were to text him, “megumi i miss you.” he’d reply in a millisecond. he still keeps candid photos of you in his hidden album. look back at them and just wander, eyes studying your features and how pretty you look in the picture.

he had told himself he did what was best for him. he knew he couldn’t handle maintaining a relationship at the time, but now? it’s his biggest regret. it gnawed at him. a part of him is waiting on a return that would never come.

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𝓀nock at your window

spiderman yuji x fem reader headcannons

contains — fluff, smoochy smoochy

spiderman yuji who texts you every day, “remember to keep your window unlocked for me! thx :p” so he can climb through it after patrols around the city

spiderman yuji and his smart mouth and sassy jokes. he’s so unbelievably unserious sometimes it irritates you. “yuji i texted you like 20 times, i called you like 67 times, I was literally so worried about you. jesus I thought i lost you!!” “…………six seven??????”

spiderman yuji who always makes sure to stop by a deli or flower shop before he stops by your place. “thought you might want something along the way.” you leap into his arms and shower him with kisses for his consideration

spiderman yuji who gets so excited to see your pretty face it made him totally forget how crazy his looked. “it’s just a scratch y/n. light work.” he says as he yelps at the tissue damped with rubbing alcohol barely grazing his skin. you let out a quiet snort “lightwork huh…”

spiderman yuji who is the complete opposite when he gets severely injured. he hops over your window frame with a wince as he plops on your floor. his hands bloody with bruises, suit all ripped up, face covered in deep cuts, tears welling in his eyes from the pain. he hated when you saw him like this. you didn’t care how late it was. you were gonna be there for your baby. making sure to cleanse all the bloody scars, wiping the charcoal and dust off his face. you loved him enough to even let him use your shower. he’ll climb in your arms afterwards, rewarding you with a kiss on the forehead. “your goat still lives” still managing to be unserious as hell

spiderman yuji who doesn’t even have to ask. when his suit gets damaged you’ll always have a new and improved one for him; staying up late sewing the pieces torn apart. he always wonders what he did to get a girl like you in his life

spiderman yuji who texts you in the middle of fights to send you dumb pics of the curse he just beat. he’s genuinely a d1 ragebaiter. “I’m sending this to my girlfriend, throw up a sign or something!”

spiderman yuji who wanted to try the upside down kiss with you and he sold it. he didn’t really know how he was gonna execute this but he had the confidence. and so much for that. “itadori.. are you sure you know what you’re doing?” you gave him a perplexed look. “relaxxx baby, I know exactly what I’m doing.” he rebuttals, he fell flat on his head and ended up with a minor concussion.

spiderman yuji who sneaks through your window to make-out with you on a school night, not a care in the world if your parents are home or not. picking you up by your waist and placing you on top of your desk where you were studying, knocking down all your pencils and notes. “you know what would happen to us if my dad walked in and saw spiderman eating his daughter’s face?” “it’s not my fault you look so delectable” as he continues to kiss down your jawline. he’s so corny.

spiderman yuji who holds you extremely close to you when he’s swinging you around the city. your arms are wrapped around his neck so tight he’s practically suffocating. he finds it absolutely adorable when your face is dug into his neck, terrified of what’s below. he’d never ever drop you and as much as you trust him you don’t trust these heights. “baby I got you I promise!” he assures you every time. “oh, this is my favorite spot in the city. look at thos-“ “yuji itadori you have 5 seconds to get me down.”

spiderman yuji who hated having to lie to you before he finally told you he was spiderman. the missed dates, barely showing up to classes, and the only time you saw him longer than 5 minutes was at night. he couldn’t stand it as much as you couldn’t, because of that he did everything he could to make it up to you. leaving flowers at your door with little notes. “sorry I’ve been so busy, these are for you <3”

spiderman yuji who reassures you everyday and makes it clear how much he loves you. despite living a double life it’s only one he has with you. you’re like his home. the person he can come to and pour his whole heart forward. “you mean so much to me. you know that? I’d never let anything happen to you.”

a/n — I love spiderman and I love yuji so why not just combine the two

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𝓌hich could mean nothing

yuji itadori x fem reader

contains — js fluff

strictly friends — that’s what you swear you and yuji are. don’t know if you’re trying to convince everyone else or yourself, but nothing could extinguish the burning tension you shared. you and itadori have been friends for awhile, since your first year at jujutsu high. casual besties. but as of recently, there was nothing casual about the chemistry between you and him. hang outs started to feel more like dates. the way he looks at you now feels less friendly, but more soul-stirring. he’s realizing that his feelings are far beyond platonic. he wants that cookie, and denial was eating you alive.

holding and opening doors for you without having to ask. “I got it.” paying for all your things. “it’s no big deal.” carrying your bags for you. “Is it too heavy? just let me carry it for you.” the classic sidewalk rule. “get on this side of me.” offering his jacket when youre cold. “you look cold.” he teases, yet already having his jacket slung over your shoulders. the scent of his dior cologne lingered on his jacket, hypnotizing your nostrils. the smell nearly has you weak in the knees. yuji has always been this way, though. polite and courteous. “girl, you’re so lucky to have him.” your friends swooned. “what? he’s just being friendly.” is what you told them everytime, knowing deep down it was probably more than that. at least that’s what you wanted it to be.

it was small things that made your intestines twist in knots, like the way his hand wraps around your waist when you embrace each other. when it’s scorching hot outside and you wear those cute denim mini shorts instead of usual jeans and sweatpants, your tan legs glistening in the sun, he couldn’t stop starring. like your skin was a reflective surface that put him in a trance — his fingers tap dancing on your bare thigh when you sit close to him, it sends a shock wave through your body. the way he holds your hand a few seconds longer than he should after dapping you up, slightly brushing your thumb before he lets go. the way he towers over you and leans in a lil too close to get a look at a weird tiktok you wanna show him. the way he would stare a little too hard if you looked extra pretty that day — whipping his head in another direction if you made eye contact. 

little sessions in your room where you played video games and binged old school horror movie franchises turned into accidental cuddle sessions on the couch. him forcing you to watch some movie that he has nerd tendencies over (you end up falling asleep, oops.) but he wasn’t upset, he didn’t even care for the movie he begged to put on. he was focused on you. your long dark lashes that lay on top of those adorable doe eyes he saw in his dreams every night. your soft cheek smushed up against his heart. when you wake up and realize it all you could think of was how embarrassingly loud you were probably snoring on him. meanwhile, he just wanted to have you there again. 

if you were just a bestfriend to him, you wouldn’t be on top of your bed, straddled on his lap while his hands rest gently upon your hips. the dim lamp illuminating the room while your playlist plays faintly through your phone. his bestie, sitting on his lap doing her skincare routine on him. youre face-to-face, your lush-glossed lips slightly opened as you concentrate while he stares at you in awe. nothing intimate about this at all. “yuji, I’d wish you’d sit still. stop making faces, weirdo.” you let out a half laugh. he lets out a boyish chuckle. “I can’t help myself, the weird-rolling thing in your hand tickles.” he pauses. “lowkey, im really liking this.”

“hm?”

“this” he motions towards his face. “getting pampered by my pretty bestfriend on a school night, not worried about fighting curses. I wanna do this every night.” you bit your bottom lip, trying to suppress a laugh. he tilts his head, eyebrows pulling together ever so slightly at your expression as if he’s trying not to smile himself. “what? why’re you smiling?” the words are simple, almost clumsy — cheesy. despite how dorky it sounded, the way he said it made your cheeks burn ablaze. just casually calling you pretty? it rolled off his tongue like honey. it made your pulse trip over itself just hearing it. 

you took a deep breath to release a sigh. “nothing. you just look stupid with this green shit all over your face.” 

a/n — hiii guys saurrr this is my first fic… I’ve been anticipating posting this for like a week….but I didn’t make this account for nothing!! so anyway I HOPE U ENJOY, MORE TO COME FROM ME 💋