I’ve always said I’m better at one shots so idk how to make a whole story. I promise I’m trying my very best 🫶🏻
Idk how many words, but it’s like a 20 minutes read?
Collegestudent!Megumi x y/n
Contents: fluff, angst, fighting, cursing, somewhat happy ending.
You know how when you see your best friend or a cute puppy and get so very excited and cant stop smiling? Or maybe you squeal and feel endorphines flooding your brain, overloading your system with those happy little cells.
It was like that when y/n saw her gumi.
High pitched squealing, smile on her face, jumping up and down, failing to contain her excitment (not that she wanted to anyway)
"oh god here she comes" someone groaned, hearing giggles from behind the group of friends.
"watch your mouth, Itadori" Megumi growls, slapping the back of the pink haired friends head. His face hard like stone, and nothing but warning written in his pretty blue eyes.
As he turns around he cant help but give a lopsided smile, the slightest break in his nonchalant cool extirior.
"hi pretty girl-mmph" it catches him off guard everytime, even though he expects it. Y/n throwing herself into his arms, wrapping her arms around his neck in a way that could possible be classified as assault.
"mwah" y/n exaggerated the sound of her kissing Megumi... once agrain earning a groan from yuji.
"mwah mwah mwah!" Megumi is attacked with kisses that taste oh so good. The pretty pink lipgloss that clings to y/ns lips now coats megumis.
And!!! We all should be aware that Megumi is a man and NOT a little puss boy who wipes it off.
He wears it proudly, letting everyone who passes know he’s getting kissed by possibly the hottest girl in the whole world.
"Nobara!" She releases megumi from the chokehold, i mean hug. "I got you this at the mall!" Y/n smiles as she digs through her little pink purse for the item she got for her new friend.
"It’s the lipgloss you said looked pretty! I got you one so we can match and so you can kiss yuji and he will wear it like my gumi does" the 'jumping bean', as megumi calls her, extends her hand, passing the gift off.
"umm thanks, but yuji and I aren’t dating" Nobara creases her eyebwos, confused at the offering, but even more confused as to why y/n would think such a thing.
"oh" she frowns "too bad, you two would be tots cutie together" y/n wiggles her eyebrows at the both of them.
The strange thing was, Megumi kinda hated how nice y/n was to his friends. He constantly had to shut them up vwhenever they talked about y/n, since they never had anything good to say about her.
He’s talked to y/n a few times about her not being so nice to them, but y/n thought that was rude. Y/n didnt believe in being mean just to be mean. If she was going to be rude, it would be provoked and not just for fun. She was always correcting Megumi for the hard looks on his face and how he rolled his eyes whenever someone said something stupid.
"c’mon baby, lets get to class" Megumi says in a unusulally soft voice. Only because he knows that y/n got Nobara that lipgloss out of the kidness of her heart and he knew it hurt her a little that the brunette wasn’t excited to receive it.
"kaykay" y/n nods while allowing megumi to pull her in the direction of their film study class.
It was never good when y/n was quiet. Megumi knew this to be true, he knew when she wasn’t speaking, something was wrong. So he poked.
“Why so quiet, pretty?” His voice low, as to not disrupt the other students listening to the professor. It’s when y/n shrugged her shoulders, not even looking over, megumi knew for a fact something was bothering her.
“Cmon, baby. What’s bothering you?”
“Why don’t they like me?” Y/n asked in such a small voice, the slight waver of her words nearly sent Megumi into a fit of anger.
“They like you” he tried to tell her, although his words went in one ear and out the other. Y/n knew he was just trying to make her feel better.
“They don’t.. and I tried to do something nice. I always try to be nice, but they just don’t like me”
“I- I think maybe you’re too nice. Yuji likes you, but I think he’s jealous of the fact that we are dating. And Kugisaki is just.. she’s just- I dunno, there.” He pauses, lowering his lips to y/ns ear.
“It doesn’t matter if they like you or not. Because I love you” the whisper sent shivers down y/ns spine, having to suppress a giggle from escaping her lips. “Why don’t we go get you that skirt you liked at the mall after class?” Megumi presses a kiss just below her ear. “Hmm?”
“Mhm” y/n nods her head, fixing her blown out curls that megumi messed when he nuzzled his face into her neck.
Megumi fushiguro is whipped.
There’s not one thing that y/n could ask Megumi for that he wouldn’t do for her. Going out of his way just to see the smile on her face. The requests over the past 6 months have gotten a little ridiculous, honestly. But still, Megumi would find a way to get it done.
The two have been in this little bubble since they first started dating, nothing mattered but each other. Of course megumi had other priorities and obligations! But… tell me why this guy answered a FaceTime call and quite literally had a casual conversation while him, yuji, inumaki, and maki were fighting off curses… yeah gojo wasn’t a fan of that when it was reported back to him.
The curse was killed.. so what’s the big deal??
So now phones must be on silent when they are out fighting curses. Thank y/n for that.
Back to when they first started dating, quite literally no one believed Megumi. They only believed it when y/n ran up and kisses him before running off giggling with her friends.
Such an odd looking couple the two are. Their dynamic sending passerby’s reeling. Bubbly pink and brooding black. But you know that they say about opposites.
“Gumiiii!!!” Y/n yells running up to him after her last class, meeting him at his car.
Megumi leans against the sedan, sunglasses perched on his nose, expecting his girl to jump into his arms like always.
The small group of friends let out little groans as y/n reaches them, heels clicking on the pavement giggles echoing off the parked cars.
“Mwah!!” She kisses his lips (like always)
Megumi spins her around once she’s in his arms, like they’re in some sort of movie, her feet swinging in the air. Her hair blows in his face and he can’t help the way his knees slightly buckle when he catches a whiff of the way she always seems to smell like sugar cookies.
“I missed you too princess” Megumi tells her as he places her heeled feet back on the ground.
“Whipped” Yuji tried to cover his words with a cough, earning a snicker from Inumaki and a glare from Megumi.
“Fuck off” Megumi shoves the pink haired friend a little harder than he meant to. Turning his attention back to y/n, he opens the car door and lets her get settled in, putting her seatbelt on for her.
“What’s your issue?” Megumi growls once the door is closed.
“What?” Yuji chuckles, thinking he’s so funny.
“I’m not fuckin whipped. If your virgin ass for a girlfriend you’d be the same way”
“You are so whipped for her it’s not even funny, Fushiguro” yuji turns to Inumaki, waiting for an agreement “tuna tuna”
“Shut your ass up before I tuna tuna you” megumi shoves his way past them.
“That doesn’t even make any sense” yuji keeps provoking, only because he loves when Megumi gets all irritated.
“It doesn’t have to, you know what it means”
They know exactly what he means, and neither of them want to be on the wrong end of megumis wrath, especially when it comes to y/n. Both of them have had to pull Megumi off several guys, all of them profusely bleeding out of their faces.
But that still doesn’t change the fact that he’s whipped.
Megumi sat in a small uncomfortable chair watching y/n try on about 15 skirts, just to find the right one. He would argue they all looked the same, but he knows y/n would go on a rant telling him otherwise.
So, he’s learned to keep his mouth shut. He honestly could watch her do this all day, only because y/n caters to him in the form of opening the changing room door just to flash her tits every once in a while.
"I like the white, blue and black ones" Megumi says helping y/n gather her items, stretching his legs from being sat down a little too long.
"I should get the pink one too, right?" Y/n said debating if she really needed another pink mini skirt… and she has a lot of little pink skirts.
Megumi always agrees with his Princess. Well mostly, only when it comes to stuff like this. He’s not afraid to put his foot down when he needs to.
Megumi also always pays for his princess. Chivalry is not dead when it comes to Megumi Fushiguro.
"Thank you, gumi!" y/n clings to him, making sure he knows she appreciates him in every single way. Y/n could have bought all the items herself, but Megumi never lets her. And she’s really not sure where he gets all this money, but she never questions it.
"After yogurt can we get dumplings and watch a movie at yours? I wanna play with my babies” Y/n asks not taking her eyes off the frozen custard worker as he fills her cup up with the strawberry flavor she loves.
"Anything you want, baby. Oh, She wants sprinkles with that" Megumi replies turning his attention to the employee.
After a few seconds he could practically hear the pout on y/ns lips. Or maybe it was the way she squeezed his hand just a little tighter. Either way, he knew something was wrong. And our Megumi instantly knew what she was pouting about.
"She wants more than that! Don't be so stingy, give her more" Megumi barked at the young employee. He also knew they y/n would never tell an employee how to do their job, only because if she believed she could do it better, she would be employed there, and they wouldn’t be.
Y/ns a crybaby who likes things done a certain way, but she’s not a Karen.
Back at Megumis dorm, the two sit on his bed, chowing down while the pups lay at the foot of the bed. Y/n snuck them bites of food while her black haired boyfriend wasn't paying attention. Y/n wasn't as sneaky as she thought, since Megumi noticed all 6 times she did it.
Through the whole movie y/n has her feet across Gumis lap, as he massaged them. "Feel good?" Megumi asked noticing y/n was starting to relax a bit more, her legs becoming more pliant in the way he moved them around.
"Mhmm" y/n fluttered eye eyes open seeing him with a soft smile on his lips. She liked this side of megumi, the side no one saw. How soft he can truly be. It was rare for megumi to smile, and y/n was happy she got to see every single one of them.
Something Megumi really enjoyed was rubbing y/ns feet after a long day of her wearing heels. (even though y/n insisted heels were more comfortable than flats, he never believed her)
Plus how could he not love how soft and small her feet are? Go ahead and call megumi a foot freak, he doesn't care. He literally doesn't give two shits about any of that, he loves y/n cute little toes, and the arches of her feet when he massages them with his thumbs.
Even more so when the arches of her feet are rubbing up and down his thick cock.
Okay, maybe he loves that the most.
"Can you paint my toes?" Y/n asks in a small voice after a few moments of watching Megumis thick thumbs dig into the balls of her feet.
"Only if you give me a foot job after.”
If there was one thing y/n hated the most, it was being separated from her boyfriend for an extended period of time. She could handle the couple of hours she had to suffer in classes, but any longer and it felt like she was going to pass away.
So imagine the sinking feeling in her chest when Megumi told her between one of her classes that he had to leave campus for a while to go to the doctor, and he probably wouldn’t be back until dinner.
"please just take me with you" y/n begged him, soft tears pooling in her eyes. It just broke his heart, his cold black little heart.
"baby, s'not gonna be fun n you're just gonna sit there all bored."
"how bout if you stay, I'll bring you a cupcake from that new bakery?" Megumi really didn't want y/n to go with him. Like he really didn't want her to go. Not because he would rather be away from her, but because y/n would ask him so many questions about why he's going to the doctor. And he didn't really want to have her all concerned about his wellbeing.
It's not like the guy was dying or anything. He was having minor issues hearing out of his right ear, nothing to be too concerned about. The only reason he figured out something was up, was because he couldn't hear y/n moaning in his ear very well.
Megumi was telling her to be louder, but y/n protested, earning a harsh slap to the face. One that was hard enough to sting and turn all red, leaving his handprint across her skin. It was when she started crying, he knew something else was going on. Only because his girl loves to be slapped around. After a bit of a cry and a little explaining, megumi figured out he can't hear very well out of one ear. (y/n was being very very loud and didn't think it was necessary to be screaming)
Don't worry, he took care of his girl for a very long time after that.
"No. Wanna go" This brat was gonna be the death of him.
So there she was, patiently waiting in the cold waiting room, reading magazines and sipping on a diet coke she got from the vending machine. She didn't ask any questions when megumi got out, figuring he would tell her if it was something serious.
"Which one you want, baby?" Megumi asked hiding a slight chuckle at the way y/n was basically pressed up against the glass display case. Kinda like how a kid is at the zoo when they see their favorite animal.
"mmm i can't decide, i like strawberry but i also like red velvet" y/n turned over her shoulder, hoping Megumi would be able to decipher what flavor her tongue wanted to taste more. That was something he was good at, deciding for her.
Why have a brain and make decisions when her boyfriend could do it for her? And always make the right one too.
"yeah, could we just do a strawberry and red velvet"
"really gumi!!" y/n jumped with excitement. His little jumping bean.
Absolutely anything for y/n.
That was until a few days later.
Friday rolled around, and it was a good day. Until it wasn’t.
"you know shes using you right?"
These words came from his pink haired, somehow always happy friend, Yuji Itadori. Megumi wasn’t sure why Yuji decided to just say that while they were discussing plans for mission. Until his friend nodded in the direction of where y/n was standing.
Megumi looked over his shoulder to see y/n with his credit card in hand, waiting in line to order a latte she so desperately needed.
"dude, come on. Shes obviously only happy when you're buying her things"
"shut the fuck up Itadori. She's not using me"
Even though he said the words out loud and didn't believe them for one second, Yujis words still stuck with him. Gnawing their way into every single train of through Megumi had. He couldn't focus. Anxiously bouncing his knee while his girlfriend sipped on her drink and played with the rings on his fingers.
Y/n was always happy around Megumi.
But… her smile did get bigger, and her giggles did get louder when he pulled out his credit card. He always just rolls over and passed her the plastic, not even saying no once.
Is what everyone saying true? That he's changed, that he's whipped, that he's soft? When had he, Megumi Fushiguro, became so soft?
Was it when y/n smiled at him for the first time? Was it the first time he saw her? Or what it when she declared herself his for the first time?
For better? Or for worse?
When the group parted ways, he helped y/n into his car, getting her all buckled up. He watched as he settled into the car the way she kicked off her flip flops, throwing her feet on the dash, pressing her toes into the windshield.
Leaving toe prints in the windshield made y/n giggle, knowing Megumi loves to see the marks there days after.
"Can we get slushies tonight for dinner?"
"Slushies aren't dinner, baby. Gonna get cavities with that sweet tooth of yours."
"mmm... not tonight baby" Out of curiosity, he said no. Even though he was craving a slushie too. He just wanted to see what would happen.
"awe" y/n pouts from the passenger seat
"m'sorry baby. next time okay?'
"okay" y/n said with a soft nod to her head, a little upset. Only because they ALWAYS get slushies on Friday nights. Always. It became a little tradition for the couple. Now Megumi was breaking tradition, and our girl y/n is very superstitious. Believing something bad was going to happen since they are breaking about 4 months of tradition.
Oh! Silly me! Did I forget to say that earlier that day Nobara cornered y/n outside her art history class to tell her "You need to stop using Megumi for his money. I can see right through that fake little smile you have". Jinkies, looks like I forgot to add that. We will talk about what y/n said back to her in just a little bit.
Nobaras words stuck with y/n, even while she sat across from her at the cafe. Y/n isn't a tattletale, so she didn't think she was ever going to tell Megumi what was said to her. Nobara can believe anything she want, because y/n knows the truth. She loves Megumi with every fiber of her being, and she knows Megumi knows this too.
"You okay?" Megumi looks over at y/n. She's laid back on his bed, eyes staring at the ceiling while Megumi rubs her feet and calves, like he always does.
"mhm" Y/n hums, not moving her eyes from the ceiling.
"you've been pouting all night, didn't think you'd be so upset about slushies"
"M'not upset. Its just-" She turns her head to look at her favorite blue eyes. "it's just we always get slushies Friday nights. You get a coke slush and I get coke and white cherry mixed. We always get them for sleepover Fridays"
"I know baby. M'sorry" He felt like he was in some sort of torture chamber, seeing the look on y/ns face as she explained why she 'wasn't upset'.
Reaching over, he uses his fingers to brush the hair out of her face, cupping her cheek, letting his thumb caress her skin. Looking into her pretty eyes, he watches as she melts into his touch.
Even still, he had to know the truth. He had to ask her. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath.
"Are you using me" eyes still closed, refusing to look into her eyes and possibly see the betrayal written in them. The second the words came out of his mouth, he regretted even speaking them.
"what?" y/ns whispered, not trusting her own voice. sitting up quickly, she repeated her question, voice shaking as she spoke a little louder. "what did you just ask me?"
"are you using me? for money or something?" he couldnt stop the words, it was like word vomit or something. Why did he fucking continue the conversation? He could fucking hear the hurt in y/ns voice loud and fucking clear.
"wh- why would you say that, gumi?" y/n could feel the sting of harsh tears blurring her vision, nose burning from the way she was hodling them back. "look at me megumi" y/n cupped his face, tilting his head up to look at her. "why would you ask me that?" eyebrows furrowed as she stares at her boyfriend, confused as to where he got that idea. She thought maybe it was Nobara who said something to him as well.
"i-i just heard it through the grapevine" megumi says shyly, embarassed he even started this conversation in the first place.
"you heard a rumor?" he nods "a rumor, megumi?"
"yes, im sorry. I know its not true.. just forget it"
"you asking me that lets me know you believed it, even for just a moment"
"then why did you ask?" y/n let go of megumis face, and he hated that feeling. The warmth of her hands gone, his sun no longer shining on him.
"because you do ask me for a lot of things" A bitter, sharp tone spewing from megumis plush lips. It Shocked both of them and Megumi wasn’t sure where this anger was coming from. He has never been bothered when y/n asks him for things, so why the suddedn hostility?
And thats when y/n got up from the bed, standing barefoot on the wodden floor. Eyebrows knitted together, pure confusion written across her face.
"you told me to always ask you for anything I want, so I do."
"Maybe a little too much, y/n"
A single word. A name. Y/ns name.
Who knew a singular word could cause y/ns whole heart to crumble?
Megumi hasn't spoken y/ns name to her in months. Last time it was because she almost got ran over by a truck. A lifesaving moment.
But something was different about the way he said her name. Like his words were laced with poison, a poison that was specifically made just for her. One that would inflict deep wounds, not enough to kill her, but enough to leave scars she would have to bear for the rest of her life.
The sinking feeling in her stomach only grew when Megumi stood up as well, towering over her.
Normally she loved when he did this, when he intimated her with his height.
But not like this. Nothing about the way he stood, chest heaving with every breath, was comforting. The way his eyes bore into hers, sends a shiver down her spine.
"too much? You said you love when I ask you for anything I need! You said it makes you feel like a provider for me!" y/n takes a step back from him as her voice rasises slightly.
"You do ask too much. It’s like you can’t go one day without asking me to buy you something or to rub your feet" You see, the scary thing about Megumi was, he didnt have to raise his voice at y/n to scare her. His voice smooth and steady when they argued. "Have you ever thought about it? Have you ever thought about what I get in return? Sure you help me out here and there, but all I get from you is sloppy head"
Y/ns eyes widened and a gasp fell from her lips. "are you fucking kidding me?!" y/n reached over, grabbing a stick of deodorant from the night stand, throwing it directly at him. He suppresses a laugh as it hit his chest with very little impact.
The small smile on his lips falls when he sees her reaching for the lamp.
"you think thats funny, fushiguro?!" y/n rips the cord from the wall, the end of it making a whipping noise from the way she yanked it. (honestly a valid reaction)
"sloppy head? Aren’t you the one always asking me to suck you off wherever the fuck we are?!" Megumi took a step back, since he doesn’t know if this bitch is actually crazy enough to throw the lamp at his head and leave him to bleed out. "Oh let’s see if you remmeber? 'Please baby please I need your mouth on my cock, you know how much i love it' thats you, right?" Y/n mocked the way Megumi begs y/n any chance he gets.
"look all m'saying is you could do a little more than just giving me head" His words are emotionless as he shrugs his shoulders. Like a t-Rex and its prey, if he doesn’t make any sudden harsh movements, she won’t attack.
"you fucking prick!" y/n let out a shrill scream as she throws the lamp as hard as she can, knocking Megumi back as he catches it just before it hits him in the face. "you think I don’t do anything for you?!"
Okay so his t-Rex theory was wrong.
"you coulda hit me in the face!" Megumi drops the lamp at his feet.
"i. dont. care." y/n took a step closer with every word. "you think I dont do anything for you, huh?"
"nope" Megumi stares down at his girlfriend that feels like she has bigger balls than him at the moment.
And he really doesn’t understand why his mouth is moving still, he doesn’t mean any of the words that are coming out. Maybe he just likes the fight? Or maybe he likes this new side of his girlfriend.
Possibly a sadist? Or masochist? He will google that later.
"So you think I stitch up your little stupid outfits just for fun? You think I sew back the button on your shirt becaused I just looooveee to sew buttons? You think I wash run you a bath and wash your hair for you after a mission just because? Or when I help you paint your little figurine things because your fat fingers can’t get all the details. Or when you started to fail you english class, do you think your professor just magically changed his mind about letting you turn in late work?" Y/n took a deep breath, not realizing she had been speaking so quickly. Tears fall from her face in a way Megumi will refuse to say he loves.
"I take snacks to you and your fucking friends who hate me when you all study together. I massage your head and give you hair cuts. I clean your dorm! I- I-“
“Is that not enough for you!? Is what I do so little that you don’t appreciate what I do? Is it not Important? Or do you want me to continue the list of all the things I do for you?”
Megumi was completely at a loss for words. He hadn’t realized how much y/n actually does for him —How much effort she puts into the relationship. It has never just been y/n looking pretty while Megumi did all the heavy lifting. It’s not her fault that Megumi did all those things for her, truly she has never asked him to purchase big items for her. Sure she’s asked for him to buy her coffee or a stuffy at the store, but high ticket items, absolutely not.
Megumi is just whipped for her.. that’s what it was. All y/n had to do was batt her eyelashes and he was putty in her hands. Almost pathetic really.
“Pretty, relax I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean it”
“You said what you said. Obviously you believe it if you asked me. You want me to stop doing shit for you? Done. You want to stop buying me things? Fine.” Megumi had never heard y/n speak in such a way. He’s never heard this girl cuss, speak in full sentences, or be so livid. This wasn’t the girl he had fallen for. It looked like her, stood like her, but wasn’t his girlfriend.
And Megumi didn’t like it. At first maybe he did a little.. but not in this very moment. Not one little bit.
Y/n had always been so pliant and free living, but this new version was angry. Shaking with the new emotion surging through her veins.
Standing still with his thoughts, he didn’t notice when y/n slipped on her sparkly flip flops (ones that megumi purchased on his own free will) and grabbed her small weekend bag. He finally snapped back when he saw the back of her person, his eyes having a mind of their own and totally checking out her ass.
“Wait- where are you going?”
Oh fuck. Y/n never went home to visit family. Not even when they got into their first fight four months into their relationship. You know.. when Megumi refused to say he loved her.
“No. You’re not” Megumi slammed the door shut with his hand, preventing y/n from leaving. She grunted, huffed and puffed as she pulled on the door knob with everything she had. But to no avail, the door was cemented shut with the brute strength of Megumis one arm.
“Let me go” y/n turned, her back flush against the wood, shoving Megumi hard.
“No you’re not leaving. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have believed yuji when he said you use me for money”
“YUJI!?” Y/n shoved him with a strength neither of them knew she had.
“Yuji told you that shit!?” Y/n pushed him again, dropping her bag to the floor with a thud.
“Shut up!” Another push. “You are the one who does all that stuff for me! I can’t decide what cupcake, you get both. I can’t choose what skirt, you buy them all! It’s not me. It’s you. I thought you did that because you loved me. But excuse the fuck outta me! You were doing it to hold it over my head” y/n poked her finger into megumis chest, neck craned back to look into his eyes as she spat out the truth to me.
“If you did, you wouldn’t have asked me if I was using you” y/n wiped the tears from her face quickly, letting them fall to the floor. “You know, I heard that rumor today too. Well actually it wasn’t a rumor. One of your little friends cornered me after my favorite class to tell me I needed to stop using you”
“Backed me into a wall and pointed her little ugly finger in my face claiming she could see through my fake smile and that I’m just using you for your money”
“Doesn’t matter. But you wanna know what I said to her?” Even now, after the explosion that just happened, y/n still didn’t tattle.
“I told her if you ever found out about what she said to me or even heard anyone else saying something like that, that you’d handle it. Because my boyfriend would never believe something like that in a million years. That he would kill any lowlife who ever spoke like that to me… yet here you are megumi” hot tears spill down her face still, there was no stopping the tears now.
Megumis stomach sank with the knowledge of one of his so called friend saying that to his girlfriend. To get in her face and spew such hateful words to the most kind person he knows. On top of that, y/n saying she knew Megumi would never fall for such a heinous lie.. it fucking hurt that he fell so quickly to fabricated words.
“Shit. Baby- just stay. We can talk, we can do anything you’d like. I’m so sorry. I’ll fix the situation, okay?” Megumis hands found their way to y/ns cheeks, brushing away the seemingly never ending tears.
She shakes her head “no. I want to go home”
Y/n never wanted to leave megumis side. Always needing to be right there next to him, even begging him to hold his dick while he peed. The guy never had privacy.
“Let go of me please” y/n croaked out, her voice so tired from the drainage from her stuffy nose, as well as her yelling at him.
“No. You don’t want to leave, pretty girl. You want to stay. With me. Gumi” running his thumb over her bottom pouty lip, he pressed down gently, exposing her bottom row of teeth. “Stop biting your tongue” he tells her in a soft yet demanding voice. His poor baby. It was a nervous thing she did, biting the tip of her tongue. Sometimes to the point of breaking skin and bleeding.
“Unclench your jaw, baby”
“Stop telling me what to do”
“It’s for your own good and you know it.” Megumi took a breath, realizing his tone was far too harsh for someone who needed to convince his girlfriend to stay and not leave. “Just please stay tonight. If you wake up and you want to go home to your parents in the morning. I’ll take you.”
Megumi let go of y/ns face, dropping his hands to hers, pulling her gently further into the room. Trying anyway to coax her into staying. “You want the babies? They always make you feel better” he let go of her hands waiting for a nod.
“Okay” y/n nodded, her eyes dropping to the floor. It wasn’t the pups that convinced her to stay, or even megumi not so subtly dragging her towards the bed that convinced her. It was the way his eyes glossed over slightly when she said for him to let go of her. It was the way she saw his lips tremble ever so slightly when he said he’d take her home if she wanted in the morning. To her, he looked genuinely distraught, trying his best to remain the man he’s supposed to be.
So they laid in silence. Shiro lays at the foot of the bed, while kuro snuggles into y/n. (Kuro was the snuggly one of the two)
Megumis arm draped heavily over y/ns stomach, playing with the hem of her tank top, ever so softly rubbing the smooth skin of her hip. His face buried into her neck, leaving small kisses anywhere his lips could reach without moving. While y/n laid motionless on her back, allowing megumi to smother her with as much love as he possibly could.
When y/n finally fell asleep, megumi took the opportunity to pull her as close as possible, adjusting her sleeping body to how he wanted it. Her head in his chest, leg over his hips, holding her as tight as possible.
God- he hated himself. Not as much as he hated the two he called his friends. Maybe they had good intentions, maybe they really believed what they said. Because he knows he would have told his friends the same if he believed their partners had Ill intentions.
He stayed away for as long as he could, touching her face, counting freckles, leaving soft kisses, whispering his love for her in her ear. He honestly contemplated somehow binding their souls together so she could never be rid of him.
That’s a little crazy, don’t we think? Maybe. It could be worth it. Why not give it try? But that’s a story for a different day.
In the morning y/n was the first to wake. Taking a shower to clear her mind before packing up her stuff as quietly as possible. She sat on the edge of the bed for hours, waiting for him to wake up on his own.
“I want to go home” y/n said as soon his eyes opened.
The hour long drive was silent. There wasn’t much to talk about. Well there was a lot to talk about. But the two always seem to never speak about their problems, only when things are about to fall apart do they communicate in such a way.
This seemed to be one of those times. Although, y/n felt maybe she needed space away from megumi for a little. Just to gather her thoughts and reflect on whether or not this is worth it.
“We can talk tomorrow. I just need space” y/n spoke up as soon as Megumi pulled up to the gated driveway. Megumi nodded, a blank look on his face as he rolled down the window to the small key pad. He punched in the number that y/ns dad gave him to use when they came to visit.
As soon as the gates opened, the waterworks started.
“Don’t cry baby. We’re okay. Just need some space apart.” Megumi parked his car in the loop of the driveway. Y/n nodded her head. “I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” He reached forward, carding his fingers through the back of her hair, pulling her towards him by the nape of her neck.
“Okay” y/n whispered, he forehead pressed to his. He somehow always knew what she needed, even when they were fighting.
“Don’t bite that tongue, princess. Okay?” He really did worry for her pretty little tongue. Always having to remind her to stop biting on the organ.
“Call me if you need anything. Anything y/n. I don’t care if it’s to order you food, to hear me breathe, to tell the dogs you love them. Anything.” Y/n let out a slight giggle, only because here he is, offering her to use him for anything she needed.
“See. You do it to yourself” y/n tells him.
“I know, pretty girl.” He nods and lets her get unbuckled.
“I love you” Megumi tells y/n as she opens the car door to get out, grasping the wrist closest to him.
“I love you too” y/n says back softly, after a few moments.
“As big as the moon?” A lopsided smile falls on his lips as he waits for her response.
“As big as the moon” y/n nods her head, tears still pricking the corners of her eyes.
It isn’t until y/n a safely inside her childhood home that she gets the words she had been waiting for. Honestly, she half expected him to yell it from his car window.
But we all know Megumi is as nonchalant as they come.
And you’ll never believed who received a call at 9pm, along with the request “can you just stay on the phone while I sleep? Can never sleep without listening to you breathe” Guess Megumi knows his girl better than most would think.
“Sure if you send me some feet pics”
Guess y/n knows Megumi better than anyone would give her credit for.
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