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It felt warm in Megumi's chest. His heart raced with anticipation and it was odd as for the very first time, he experienced the pain of longing. Alongside that reassuring warmth burned an aching pain adjacent to his heart. Similar to that of being stabbed, he yearned to simply feel the boy's skin under his hands.
He was sweeter than any candy Megumi liked. He was kind, fit, and one of the most compassionate people he had stumbled upon. So, why would he come to his apartment this late? Well, it was embarrassing to admit.
He bore a bouquet of flowers and a sheepish smile, his cheeks flushed and his eyes refusing to remain looking at him. He fidgeted nervously under his gaze, but yet, he was brimming with excitement.
“So, what do you want?” Megumi's voice came out colder than expected, and he winced as his words fell out of his mouth..
“Look,” The boy sighed, rubbing the nape of his neck. “I fucked up, Fushiguro. Let me make it up to you,”
Megumi crossed his arms tightly, eyebrows furrowed. “You did more than fuck up,”
He flinched. “Yes, I know. I'm really sorry,”
“Are you?”
He nodded frantically.
“And how am I supposed to believe you?”
Silence fell between the two and simmered slowly. Megumi shifted his weight onto the doorframe, his chest still bearing that familiar heartache. It wasn’t his proudest to act like this, but he couldn’t help it. Seeing Yuji talk to another guy who seemed way too friendly had pushed him over the edge. How unfortunate for that boy.
“Fushiguro, I-” He dropped to his knees, the flowers still tight in his grip. “Let me fix this, please”
“Yeah? By doing what?”
If he had one weakness, it was seeing Yuji plead for forgiveness. There was nothing past the pang of his heart when the boy's eyes got big and wide that bore redemption. It was as easy as saying please.
“I- I'll cut Yuta off, you know? I won't talk to him anymore,” He pleaded. “I miss you,”
The unfortunate thing for poor Yuta Okkotsu was that Megumi had already taken care of him. He was somewhere far from here and regardless of what decision Yuji decided to make, Yuta would never be able to speak again.
It was a bad habit. Yuji doesn't know as of now and Megumi has simply committed too much for him to catch on now. The jealousy nicks at him until he can't help it anymore, then he overreacts again. Body after body he had tossed away, yet another boy or girl seems to find something attractive about his boyfriend. It was beyond a nuisance.
Megumi smiled as he leaned down, caressing the boy's cheek. “Get off the ground and come inside, I missed you more,”
Yuji scrambled to his feet and pushed the bouquet into the other boy's arms, grinning ear to ear. “I got your favorite,”
“You always do,” He breathed in the smell of the fresh flowers before grabbing Yuji's hand and leading him inside of his apartment.
It was dimly lit, only by the oven light and the moonlight peeking through the window. It was a cramped apartment, but Megumi liked it just fine. The little kitchen island had a vase available for him to place the flowers in, almost as if it was just for them.
“Can I get a kiss? Please?” Yuji then begged.
Megumi turned back and ran a hand through the boy's hair, ruffling it softly. A smile perched itself on his lips before he leaned in slowly, placing a small peck on his lips.
“Your lips are so soft,” Yuji mumbled against Megumi's mouth. “Why would you ever punish me by taking that away?”
He chuckled. “You deserve it sometimes,”
Yuji seemed to get comfortable as he slipped his shoes off and began taking his hoodie off, trying to adjust to the change in temperature. Yuji always found his apartment to be hot even though the temperature sat at a comfortable 70 degrees Fahrenheit. As he pulled his hoodie off, Megumi's phone buzzed with a text.
“Who's that?”
“No one,”
There was an uneasy feeling set between the two of them, almost demanding an interruption. The boy reached to answer the text, pausing to read it. He must have made an odd face as his boyfriend found it less than casual.
“Let me see your phone,” Yuji demanded, extending his hand out.
“No, this is my phone,”
Unexpectedly, Yuji lunged over the counter and grabbed the boy's phone, pulling it directly out of his hands. He retreated back and immediately scrolled, reading each message quickly.
“Hey, what the fuck?” Megumi ran over to the other side of the counter trying to grab his phone.
Despite Yuji being an inch shorter than him, he was faster than Megumi. He dodged his reaching hands as he started typing frantically into his phone, a string of curses littering itself out of his mouth.
“Give me my phone back!”
“No!” The boy yelled back before pushing his shoulder.
Megumi stumbled back before trying to reach and grab it again. He had forgotten just exactly how strong Yuji was.
“Why won't you give it back?” He strained, trying to reach for it.
“Because- You're keeping shit from me! Who the fuck is this?” Yuji spat. “It doesn't fucking matter, I'll kill him!”
As the words came out of the boy's mouth, Megumi felt an icy sweat burn his skin. He immediately froze and retracted his hand, his chest heaving with each breath as he tried to process the words that came out of his mouth.
“Why- Why would you-” He couldn’t catch his breath, he felt like he was choking. “Why would you kill him?”
“Because you're mine,” His voice was deep as he handed the phone back. “I- I didn't really mean that- That I'd kill him-”
Yuji had noticed how Megumi's face had gone whiter than his usual pale complexion. Not only that, but the fact he had started shaking.
“No-” He shook his head, trying to calm himself down. “No, no, no, no, no,”
The other dropped the phone and rushed to the other's aid, cradling his face in his hands. The warmth of his skin was like he was on fire which contrasted with how cold it had suddenly gotten for Megumi.
“What's wrong? Did I say something?” He mumbled, a failure at whispering due to the urgency he felt. “Fushiguro, did- did that remind you of something?”
“You-”
“Fushiguro?” His eyes got wide again, glossy like a puppy. It was so easy to win him over like this.
“I- I can't tell you- Not like this-” Megumi stammered, shaking his head all over again. “You won't understand,”
“Of course I will,” He placed a hand on his chest and the other remained intact with Megumi's cheek. “I- I've been keeping something from you as well,”
The two of them waited in silence for just a moment, wavering in each other's presence. The circumstances in which they were in had them both standing in a somewhat intimate position, reaching for one another.
“Can we sit? Please, baby?” Yuji kissed the boy on the forehead. “Come on,”
Megumi followed willingly to the small couch he had next to the window, the one bringing in all of the white moonlight. They sat next to each other and sat quite close as usual, Yuji's hand softly perched upon Megumi's thigh, which bounced anxiously.
“I-” His voice shook as he tried to come to terms with his past.
What was done was already finished, it was now up to the implementation of consequences. Yet, what accountability would he have if he dodged it so unjustly? Not only that, but for the remaining favor of his boyfriend.
“Here,” Yuji grabbed the boy's hand and squeezed it tightly. “I can go first. I just- I want you to be open minded, okay?”
Megumi nodded.
“Before we started dating,” His grip on the boy's hand tightened even more, his eyes now gazing in front of him. “I did some things I am still ashamed of. I- I think my feelings for you impacted those things,”
His heart ached. This story was familiar.
“I found you talking to other guys and I- I couldn’t control myself. They- They're all gone now,” His voice wavered. “I'm sorry,”
Megumi squeezed his hand back, taking a deep breath. “What do you mean by gone?”
Silence washed over the two of them once again, drowning them both in the tension they created. Yuji's hand continued to increase in temperature as he held it tightly, trying to not pull away as it felt like it was almost burning him in comparison.
“Dead. They're dead,” He whispered. “I killed them. Fushiguro, I killed them all,”
Oddly enough, Megumi's heart raced in excitement rather than fear. A newfound balance has been discovered between the two of them and it reassured every racing thought in the back of his head.
He pulled his hand back before pulling Yuji's face inwards, giving him a slow, rough kiss. He could barely breathe as he kissed the other boy, feeling as if he was soaring the clouds of the heavens.
Yuji ended up being the one to pull away, licking his lips briefly. “Why- Why did you do that?”
“I love you, I don’t care about any of that stuff,” Megumi could barely keep the words from running out of his mouth. “You and me, we're the same,”
“You-”
“Yes, I shouldn't have kept it from you, but I couldn't help myself,” He leaned in closer again, his chest rising and falling rapidly. “Isn't it nice to have met your soulmate, Itadori?”
The boy hummed before smiling. “Of course it is, I always knew it would be you,”
They shared another kiss, now completely dismissing the blood that remained on their hands. A shared dishonesty and injustice now become their little secret.
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a/n hi guys I needed to get this out of my system before I blew up its like i get this aching pain and i keep picking itafushi to relieve it
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chap.xxvii | there was always a way i liked him. FINALE!
cws: suggestive in the writing, but no actual smut. that’s it.. i think.
a/n: guys i can’t believe it. it’s OVER. i was gonna make chap28 them telling every1.. but i realized that could be put into THIS ONE. so i am here to say that tnwilh is OFFICIALLY OVERR!! thank you sm to everyone who showed support to this series—it’s been so fun 🥹. pls keep looking forward to my future projects.
written portion. [wc 906]
yuji didn’t want to do this. not in person at least. his heart was in his stomach, his hands drenched in sweat. his mind raced with the possible outcomes—only one he liked. what if megumi thought he was disgusting? what if all those previous doubts were correct?
his eyes focused on the sidewalk beneath him. rubbing his sweaty palms onto his pants, he hears footsteps approaching. megumi stands there, a few feet away. shit, he’s distancing. this didn’t look good. yuji parted his lips, about to speak, but a firm shake of megumi’s head made him stop.
megumi looked at him for the first time.. well ever. megumi didn’t really do eye contact, yuji noticed that. so seeing him looking into his eyes.. his heart seemed to grow bigger. he couldn’t help the flush the formed on his cheeks, god, he looked so pretty.
silence stretched over the two, crickets chirping from where they hid in the grass. megumi’s eyes finally left yuji’s, looking down. he looked nervous. to yuji he saw guilt on his face. was he about to be turned down? why was he so silent?.. was he preparing him for the worst.
“megs—” yuji attempts to speak once again, but megumi’s eyes look up again. “stop.” and yuji does. his lips clamp shut, his hands clenching into fists by his sides. this was making him more nervous than he needed to be. why wasn’t he saying anything?..
finally, megumi moves. he closes the distance between them before stopping short in front of yuji. yuji’s eyes widen at the sudden proximity, “what are you-” “i said stop.” megumi’s voice cracked slightly. if yuji looked close enough, there was a faint blush on megumi’s cheeks also.
before yuji can ask megumi why he was being so weird. why he couldn’t just.. give him an answer. the others hand reaches out, grabbing yuji’s wrist. yuji’s eyes look down to where megumi’s hand circled his wrist, huh?..
megumi didn’t use words to tell him if the answer was a yes, or a no. instead, he slipped on a plastic spider man ring. one that you most definitely got from a store bought cupcake. he slid it right onto yuji’s ring finger. that was an answer in itself.
yuji’s eyes shot open, his flush hitting the back of his neck, and the tip of his ears. how did he remember that yuji’s favorite superhero was spider man?.. well his favorite franchise in general. his heart picked up, finally looking up to look at megumi again.
megumi now had a noticeable blush on his face. “it’s cheap. but, i couldn’t really find a spider man ring that was nicer in such a short time. i bought it last—” he couldn’t even finish his embarrassed ramble before yuji’s hands gripped both sides of his face.
he didn’t wait, couldn’t. his heart was so full of megumi that he’s sure it’d burst if he didn’t do anything. he slammed his lips onto megumi’s, maybe a bit too hard seeing as megumi winced on contact. he couldn’t find it in him to care though.
yuji kissed him like a man starved, as if he had just found food after being stranded on an island for months. it doesn’t take long before megumi melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the others waist. yuji lets out a shaky whine into the kiss, devouring him right there in the courtyard of their dorm wing.
megumi found himself not caring if anyone walked past, or if anyone could see from their windows. all that mattered was yuji’s lips on his.. finally. the kiss lasted longer than either had expected, but that’s mainly because every time they broke for air.. someone went back for more. they were completely lost in each other.
eventually they found themselves in yuji’s dorm, yuji’s body pressed against megumi’s as he pinned him against the small kitchenette’s counter. he pulls away, but only to kiss down megumi’s jaw.. trailing soft, but rough kisses down his neck.
megumi lets out a hiss of pleasure, one of his hands finding yuji’s head. his slender fingers curl into the pink strands, pulling him away. “calm down..” he muttered, now very clearly flustered.
yuji shoots him a wide, toothy grin. “sorry. you’re just.. well, you’re finally in my reach. i can’t just..” he trails off, his eyes focused on megumi’s glistening lips. he doesn’t finish his thought, kissing him again.
megumi doesn’t protest, but he does feel a twinge of annoyance of how yuji acts like a misbehaved puppy. yuji’s hands trail over his sides, pushing under megumi’s hoodie—his hands gripping the skin. megumi grunts softly into yuji’s mouth.
yuji bites down on his lower lip before pulling away. “bed?..” he whispers against megumi’s lips. megumi’s pulse spikes. “what?” he replies. yuji’s eyes are begging, pleading. “wanna.. spend all the time with you now that i have ya.” he mutters in a desperate tone.
a heat pools in megumi’s gut, his cock hardening at the look on his new lovers face. yuji swallows harshly as megumi’s bulge presses on his thigh. “..oh.” megumi’s not sure what to feel from that response. either way, his hand in yuji’s hair tightens. “bed.” he repeats yuji’s earlier words.
yuji grins once again, “‘m gonna treat you so good megs..” he whispers before crashing his lips onto megumi’s once again. safe to say they were his new favorite part.