ꨄ︎ chapter one || "when you know, you know" ᯓ★.ᐟ
summary: what was supposed to be just a normal night out takes an unexpected turn when you end up sharing a secret kiss with your campus crush.
cw: mentions of drinking | alcohol | slight nsfw?? | mentions of substance use | cursing | college au | college parties
thursdays were always a drag. your least favorite day of the week. the countdown to the weekend had everyone restless. and you swore time dragged on longer than it previously had.
today was like any other, your professor droning on about something you’d probably have to teach yourself about later, frat guys in the back tossing crumpled paper (and failing horribly to land it in the trash can), a group of girls whispering and side-eyeing you every time you raised your hand.
once class ended, you and your best friend made your usual escape to your favorite spot, the willow tree. you had scoped it out on the first day of school, its peacing presence dissolving all stress.
you sat at a table outside the student center, half in the sun, half in the shade. your bag dropped at your feet, laptop open, fingers moving across the keyboard as you worked on your psych paper.
your best friend, on the other hand, was doing anything but working.
“you’re staring again,” you said, glancing up from your screen.
she didn’t even move. “i’m observing.”
“you’ve been observing the same guy for like ten minutes.” that finally made her look at you.
you smirked, watching her eyes practically glued to the tall guy a few tables ahead, laughing with his friends.
she rolled her eyes. “i’m not staring at him.”
“then what are you staring at?”
“obviously i’m admiring how beautiful the sky is.”
you snorted. “really? are you sure that’s ALL you’re admiring?”
you nudged her under the table. “shut up.”
you just laughed, leaning back in your chair.
“whatever. at least you’re not pretending to be productive like five minutes ago.”
she sighed, closing her laptop halfway. “i was going to start.”
“you always are.” she didn’t even argue with that one, she knew you were right.
a soft breeze passed through, warm and light, carrying that mix of sunscreen, coffee, and the stress of overworked college students - the signature campus smell.
and for a just second, everything felt normal, until-
the voice came from just behind your laptop. you both looked up.
a guy stood a few feet away, hands tucked into his pockets, relaxed but not awkward. tall, dark hair pulled back, calm expression across his face.
he nodded. “you’re in my psych class, right?”
you leaned back slightly, already sensing where this was going.
your friend sat up straighter. “yeah, i am.”
you bit back a smile as they started talking. it was easy, natural, like this wasn’t their first conversation. you stayed quiet, letting her have her moment.
after a minute, she gestured toward you.
then his attention went right back to her.
“there’s a party tomorrow. off-campus. some friends are throwing it.”
your friend didn’t even hesitate. “yeah?”
you raised an eyebrow, but stayed quiet.
“i’ll text you the address.”
“see ya around,” he added, already turning and heading back to his group like nothing just happened.
you waited exactly two seconds.
she whipped toward you. “oh my god.”
you laughed. “you were so goo goo eyed talking to him.”
“you just sit here looking pretty one second, and the next you’re getting invited to mysterious parties by quiet, intimidating men?”
she grabbed your arm. “don’t think you’re not coming with me.”
you looked at her, horrified. “are you serious—”
“yes. how am i supposed to survive without my favorite plus one?” she winked.
you sighed, leaning back and staring at the sky.
what she didn’t know was…while she was staring at choso, you were staring too. just not at him.
one of the guys next to him had caught your eye. tall, lean, messy black hair, and the prettiest eyelashes you’d ever seen. your type. exactly your type.
you’d noticed him in class before. he sat a few rows behind you. he always looked so focused in on the lessons, so attentive. he had that kind of intimidating, quiet demeanor that for some reason drew you closer to him.
you were definitely in for some shit.
later that night, after way too much convincing…
“we are going to the mall,” your friend declared, dragging you out of your dorm.
“i don’t even go out like that,” you complained.
“exactly. that’s why we’re fixing it.”
the mall was loud, bright, and packed.
you stood outside the dressing room, arms now full of dresses your friend had picked out. “just try them on,” she said, practically shoving you inside the tiny room.
one by one, you stepped out.
a blue one with flowy lace “no.”
a pink one with purple sequins “absolutely not.”
a green one with 3d flowers “what is that??”
you laughed, disappearing back inside each time.
“okay wait, THIS is the one trust me,” she said, handing you another dress.
you rolled your eyes but took it.
a minute later, you stepped out again.
this time, she went completely quiet.
you looked down at yourself.
it was simple, but it fit perfectly. it hugged you in all the right places. the color complemented your skin perfectly, bringing out your eyes as well.
you shifted awkwardly. “it’s kinda…tight.”
“you look insane,” she said, walking toward you. “like actually insane.”
“i don’t know…” you said, feeling slightly insecure.
“it is now? you look FREAKING STUNNING.”
you hesitated, glancing at yourself in the mirror again.
it wasn’t what you’d normally wear. but…you didn’t hate it.
“fine,” you said quietly.
you laughed as she grabbed your arm,
dragging you toward the register.
“tomorrow is going to be so fun,” she said.
you smiled a little, nerves already starting to build.
because now all you could think about was one thing.
the next day had come, and it felt like time has gone by even slower than before. every second dragged on longer than the one before, like the clock had been doing it on purpose.
by the time you had walked into your psych class, your nerves were already all over the place, every second that clicked by on the clock had your anxiety growing for the activities you had planned for later.
and then you saw him, all of the thoughts racing around in your brain quickly going still.
there he was, same seat in the back. like always.
he looked a little tired, faint shadows under his eyes, like he hadn’t slept much the night prior, but it didn’t take away from anything. if anything, it made him look even more attractive somehow. softer in a way. still distracting. still unfairly pretty.
you forced yourself to look away and sat down, trying to act normal while your professor started talking, words blending into meaningless noise. but you couldn’t help yourself. you glanced back.
and he was already looking at you.
your breath hitched, a soft pink flushing over your face and ears. you guys had caught eyes or about .5 seconds before you whipped your head back around, heart racing.
why was he looking at you?
all of your thoughts spiraled instantly. one after another, too fast to keep up with. nothing else mattered anymore, more the lecture, not your other classmates. just that. that one half second of eye contact with the boy you had been silently crushing on for months. the sharp ring of the bell snapped you out of your trance.
you immediately stood up, fumbling with your papers as you shoved them into your backpack. you exited the room, practically running, trying to put as much distance between you and him as possible. luckily, your classes ended early that day, so you went straight back to your dorm, your mind still stuck on the same question.
you set your bag down on your bed, and flop down face first into your pillows, letting out a long, muffled groan. the embarrassment from earlier replaying in your mind over and over again.
a few minutes passed before you heard keys jingling, followed by the soft click of the door unlocking.
“what are you doing here?” your best friend asked, a little surprised.
“my classes ended early today, so I just came back,” you mumbled, rolling onto your side.
“ohh okay.” she paused, looking at you, “you look kinda upset. are you okay?”
“yeah, yeah!” You said quickly, maybe a bit too quickly. “just a stressful day.” you let out a small awkward laugh.
“okay…” she said slowly, not fully believing you but not pushing it. “are you excited for tonight”
“me too! i’m so excited to see choso, oh my god,” she said dramatically.
you laughed and tossed a pillow at her.
by the time it was 8:30 you were both sitting at your desks getting ready. you weren’t used to doing much makeup, so your best friend took over, talking the whole time helping you.
“trust me” she said, focusing as she blended, “this is gonna look so good.”
you just nodded, watching her.
after a bit, she leaned back, admiring her work. “okay. done. what do you think?”
you looked at yourself in the mirror, a little surprised. it still looked like you…just a little different.
“wait…” you said quietly. “i kinda like it.”
“i told you,” she grinned.
she helped you into your dress, smoothing it down before stepping back.
“yeah. you look insane” she said.
you rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help a small smile forming.
you pulled your hair up into a messy ponytail, deciding to switch it up for once, the. sprayed on some perfume
the drive there was about 15 minutes, and with every minute your nerves got worse.
by the time you pulled up, you could already hear the music from outside. people were all over the yard, some laughing, some already way to drunk for a party that just started.
you stoped out of the car, pulling your dress down a little as you followed your best friend inside.
the smell hit you instantly, alcohol, smoke, and other various substances you couldn’t quite put your finger on. the music was loud and people were packed everywhere.
your best friend texted choso, and after a minute you spotted him and his friends in the living room.
and next to him, there he was, megumi. it felt like all the air had been taken out of the room.
he was leaning against the wall, red cup in his hand, dark hair falling in front of his eyes. for a second, your eyes met, before the both of you looked away.
standing along with him is choso, yuji, gojo, and nanami. yuji and nanami are standing together, talking. you can hear yuji laughing his ass off at his own jokes as nanami sits there, unfazed at his drunken shenanigans.
gojo and choso stand tall and quiet, scoping out girls with drinks in their hands as well.
your friend immediately gravitates towards choso, already talking like they’d known each other forever. he hands you guys drinks, and they go over and sit on the couch and your best friend drags you over with her.
you are now third-wheeling. great.
you sit awkwardly next to them, pulling out your phone, trying to keep yourself occupied.
a second later, you feel the couch dip next to you.
he’s sitting right next to you. his legs were slightly parted, and he was still holding that same cup from earlier. he smelled like musky cologne and clean laundry, slight alcohol on his breathe as he spoke. your brain had now gone completely foggy. shit.
“uh, yeah,” you said. “you’re megumi, from pysch?”
he nodded. “didn’t take you for the party type.”
you let out a small laugh. “i’m not. this is actually my first one.”
he glanced at your cup, “don’t worry. its overrated.”
“good to know,” you said, setting it down on the floor. “what’s even in this?”
he shrugs, “no clue, none of us do actually.“
you let out a small laugh at that.
“i like your dress,” he adds after a second.
“BODY SHOT TIMEE!” someone yells from across the house.
your best friends grabbed your hand, dragging you toward the kitchen now.
a big crowd of people is crowded around in a large circle. in the center, gojo has a shot of vodka in his collarbone. you watch as one of the sorority girls takes it back flawlessly, everyone cheering.
you glance back for a moment into the living room and see that megumi was still on the couch, completely uninterested in the chaos that was occurring in the kitchen.
and for someone reason, you liked that.
after a moment, you break away from the crowd, and head back into the living room.
“not into that?” you asked, sitting beside him again.
“thanks,” you said quietly.
“the compliment, about my dress.”
he looked at you again. “it suits you.”
your face warmed a little.
a moment of silence passes between you two, before everyone floods back into the living room.
“i’ll be right back, he said, standing. “bathroom”
“okay.” you watched him go, then looked back down at your phone.
a second later, you hear an unfamiliar voice coming from your left.
a guy you didn’t recognize dropped down onto the couch beside you, sitting way closer than necessary.
“i’m ino,” he said, words slightly slurred, obviously drunk. “what’s your name?”
he leaned in a little. “you here alone?”
“no i came with my friend.”
“well, i don’t see her,” he said, inching closer. “you single?”
“i’m not interested,” you said, trying to stay calm.
“c’mon,” he laughed. “just one/“
megumi stood a few feet away, his expression calm but his tone wasn’t.
the guy rolled his eyes. “who are you?”
“doesn’t matter, i said get off.” megumi snaps back.
“get the fuck off of her right now asshole”.
ino stands up now, face to face with megumi.
“last time i checked she wasn’t your girlfriend?” ino says, still slurring.
megumi moves in front of you now, “get out of here, im not trying to fight you. “
ino, very obviously pissed off now, grabs your cup that you set down on the floor earlier, picks it up, and throws the liquid on megumi, it soaking you and him now, and walks away.
gasps are heard from surrounding people now, the commotion being heard from all around the first floor.
megumi turned to you right away, “are you okay?”
“yeah,” you nod. “i’m okay.”
“come on,” he says, holding out his hand. “let’s get you out of here for a second.”
you grab his hand and he guides you to the upstairs bathroom.
you guys enter the bathroom, and megumi shuts the door behind you. he hands you a fresh towel from the closet, then grabs himself one.
“thanks,” you said, wiping at your dress.
“sorry about that,” he added.
sorry about what? you didn’t do anything,” you said softly. “you actually helped me, thank you.”
you and megumi catch eyes for a moment.
you had never noticed how pretty his eyes were this up close, his deep blue eyes, and suddenly, the loud music and chatter of the people downstairs stops. though this time, megumi doesn’t break eye contact with you.
megumi steps closer, brushing a loose strand of hair behind your ear.
“you’re really pretty.” he says quietly, almost a whisper.
you looked up at him, a little surprised.
“thank you,” you smile shyly. “even right now covered in alcohol?” you joke.
everything went quiet for a second.
he stepped a little closer, slow, giving you time to move if you wanted.
“is this okay?” he asked.
he leaned in slowly and kissed you, his lips soft and careful against yours. his hand rested on your waist, the towel he’d been holding slipping from his fingers and falling to the floor. a quiet sound left your mouth, one he caught and swallowed into the kiss.
“y/n? are you in there? your best friends voice called.
you both pulled back instantly, startled.
“yeah! one second! you called.
you glanced at him, both of you a little flushed.
then you opened the door, walking out with your best friend now.
you glance at megumi once more, before your best friend drags ypu back downstairs.
by the time you left, the party had died down a bit. you grabbed your things, and started walking towards the front door.
as you were heading out, megumi caught up to you.
“get home safe,” he said.
the drive back was quiet.
your best friend was half asleep, but your mind was anything but.
you kept replaying everything, the conversation, the way he looked at you, the kiss.
when you got back you helped her inside before she immediately collapsed onto her bed.
you barely made it into yours before doing the same.
the next morning, sunlight came through your curtains.
and as everything from the night before hit you all at once,
you started blankly at the ceiling.
authors note: i hope you guys enjoyed chapter 1 of my series "when you know, you know". i worked super hard on this, and i hope that shows through my writing lol. chapter 2 should come out within the next week or so, but i will post a cute fluff in between just to keep you guys fed 😉
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