first time + birthday sex w megumi ♡
pairing: megumi x virgin!reader (fem)
fluff to suggestive to 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 (nsfw: piv, cunnilingus) | dividers from @nynem and @enchanthings |
wc: 1.8k
it's your twentieth birthday!
megumi asked you out on a dinner date to a fancy restaurant out of town and you agreed. you were so excited to finally spend your birthday with someone! you haven't spent a birthday with friends ever since your thirteenth birthday party.
you were now in your megumi's car on the way to the restaurant. tonight was one of the few nights you actually decided to do your makeup and hair properly. you always wear cute outfits though, so tonight you wore a white frilly skirt with an extra cute pink babydoll top. the first thing megumi said to you when he picked you up was not happy birthday but,
"holy shit...you look like an angel."
he said happy birthday right after though. and gave you a bouquet of your favourite flowers. he's so sweet!
you fear that if he wasn't driving his eyes would be glued to you. every time he stops at a light or a sign he immediately turns to stare at you. it's really flattering. you've never seen megumi in such a state. he seems extra intense for some reason...he isn't really speaking at all.
you turn down the music you have playing on aux.
"how far are we?"
megumi glanced at you and did a double take before looking back at the road.
"we'll be there in about fifteen minutes."
"do you know if they have cakes there?"
"i wouldn't bring you if they didn't."
he chuckled and you smiled with him.
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megumi stared at you from across the table.
fuck. you look so gorgeous tonight.
every time you smiled at him, exclaiming how good the food was, he felt himself get harder.
he must be going feral.
no woman, (or man), has ever gotten megumi so hard so fast.
"megumi! this cake is so good!'
he's sure yours would be too.
"here, try it!"
next thing he knew, you were leaning over the table, trying to feed him a piece of cake.
he could see your tits perfectly from how you were leaning towards him.
it's her birthday. chill the fuck out.
megumi was starting to feel a little guilty for having such dirty thoughts. you looked so happy tonight. he didn't want to accidentally ruin your mood—especially by offering sex.
he took the bite of cake and dragged his eyes back up to your face.
"is it good megs?"
you asked and batted your lashes. he nodded and continued to listen to your rant about some tv show as you finished eating.
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why?
why did he agree to this??
megumi had just come out of the shower and you'd asked him to let you do his skincare with the excuse that it's your birthday—which was unnecessary because he would have agreed even if it wasn't. now, you were straddling megumi's lap on your bed while you rubbed a serum into his forehead.
"awwww!"
you cooed,
"megumi you look so cute!"
he scoffed and pushed up the hello kitty headband like he wasn't rock hard.
you frowned at his reaction.
"you've been quiet all night megs..."
you then pouted.
fuck. he made you upset on your birthday.
so much for keeping you happy.
"ah—no, it's not you y/n..."
"then what is it..? you keep looking at me but you won't say anything!"
he groaned. how was he supposed to tell you what he wanted to do with you?
"okay...baby"
"yes megumi?"
you looked at him with your stupidly pretty doe eyes and he felt his cock heart throb. he sighed and shifted you on his lap by your hips.
"you feel that?"
"feel what?"
god. of course you wouldn't notice, every time since the two of you started dating, when you sat on his lap he'd get hard immediately. you probably thought it was normal for him to be like this!
fuck it.
"i want to have sex with you y/n."
.
..
...
"huh?"
"sex."
"with me?"
he nodded and looked at you too seriously to be lying.
"megumi..."
"yes?"
he saw your ears flush before you mumbled out a quiet confession.
"i'm a virgin..."
"i know baby...that's why i waited so long before asking...do you not want to?"
"no! i do! i do... but...i'm like...a super virgin..."
"meaning..?"
"i've never put anything up...there."
"ever?"
"ever."
"not even your fingers?"
you felt your face heat up even more from the embarrassment when you shook your head.
megumi suddenly groaned, and then he was kissing you.
the thought of being the first to ever stretch you out nearly made megumi cum in his pants.
you broke the kiss that was heating up way too quickly and wiped the corner of your mouth.
"wait- you don't mind?"
"no i don't. honestly, it just makes me want you more."
"really?"
he nodded.
"to be clear...you want this right?"
"yes."
you probably answered too quickly, but fuck that. you've been dating megumi for a year and the furthest you two have ever gone were really heavy make-outs.
megumi started kissing you again.
"i've wanted this for so long..."
he leaned into your neck and pressed up into you and you felt the print of his cock in his pants.
he did it again after he heard you quietly moan.
"you like that baby? i can make you feel better if you want..."
you didn't know what he was suggesting but you trusted him.
"please..."
he bit his lip at that.
"lie down for me."
you immediately obeyed. it's like you weren't in control of your body. you felt so tingly right now.
oh.
now you were looking down at megumi between your legs.
"can i take these off..?"
your brain stuttered.
well? can he?
he looked up at you with hooded eyes as he toyed with the waistband of your shorts.
"y-yes..."
"you sound nervous—"
he pulled your shorts down to your ankles and then off.
"—don't be nervous baby, i've got you."
you felt wet kisses up your thighs.
"you're so fucking gorgeous baby, y'know that?"
oh god. oh god. it's actually happening.
"keep your eyes on me."
you then feel something warm and foreign on your clit—you think you hear megumi muttering, "you're so wet" or something like that—you immediately flinched and closed your eyes. megumi rubbed your hips as if trying to say, "relax."
it wasn't long before the unfamiliarity became pleasantly overwhelming, and pressure started to quickly build up deep in your stomach.
"mmm— m-megumi! w-wait! megumi i feel weird—"
at that, he gripped your hips and dragged you down closer to his mouth.
"it's okay baby..."
he pushed a finger into your slick heat and you moaned.
"cum around my fingers y/n."
fuck he sounded so hot.
a loud moan left your lips and you squeezed the pillow beneath your head. a strange, but oh so delicious feeling washed over you, it was unlike anything you've ever felt.
is this what an orgasm feels like? you wanted to feel this for the rest of your life.
after you felt the trembling in your legs diminish, you opened your eyes and looked down at megumi.
holy shit.
his hair was starting to stick to his forehead from sweat, his lips were swollen and red, and his chin was covered in what you assumed was your cum. but his eyes.
they were usually a pretty, dark blue, but that blue was nowhere to be seen now. a perverted darkness replaced the usual blue.
"fuck y/n. you squirted."
"u-uhm...is that bad...?"
"absolutely not."
he snaked his way up your body and kissed you. it was weird tasting yourself on his tongue.
"did that feel good?"
you nodded shyly.
"good. because i'm going to be doing that a lot more often now."
you loved the idea of that.
"is...is that it then..?"
"hell no. well- unless you want to stop now."
"please don't."
he moaned so innately, you didn't believe the sound came from megumi.
"say you mean it."
"i mean it megs...i want to keep going..."
"fuck. okay... hold on."
you sat on your bed and watched him dig in his wallet on your dresser before he fished out a condom and stripped off his pyjama pants, leaving him in his boxers. you could see how much he wanted this by how his cock was straining proudly against his boxers.
he laughed,
"you're staring"
"uh...yeah.."
you mumbled and watched in awe as he took off his boxers and rolled the condom on.
"you sure you want this?"
"uh huh."
you looked up as he climbed on top of you.
"okay then, i'll be gentle okay?"
you shakily nodded and clutched his forearm.
"this won't work if you're tense baby. relax."
you exhaled, loosened your grip on his arm, and closed your eyes.
"none of that. look at me y/n."
forcing open one eye, you glanced at megumi, and then where your bodies met. the tip of his slender cock was pressed against your entrance, you never imagined yourself in a position like this in a thousand years.
"breathe with me."
as the two of you inhaled he slowly pushed in and you felt a sharp sting along with the pressure of being filled.
by the time you both exhaled, megumi tentatively asked,
"okay, it's in...can i move now?"
he's all the way in?
you looked down to see his pelvis flush against your spread legs.
"don't look there. just feel.."
he tilted your chin up to look at him again.
"oka-"
megumi didn't wait for an answer when he slowly started thrusting into you.
you whimpered at the intrusion but toughened it out for his sake. he looked so handsome right now. his eyebrows were slightly furrowed like he was holding back the moon and stars, his teeth were bullying his bottom lip, he was flushed up to his ears, and his beautiful long lashes fanned against his cheekbones.
by the time he started fucking into you faster the pain dissolved into a sweet bliss. he felt so good inside you. you suddenly felt a strong need to be closer to him.
"megs...kiss me please?"
you didn't get to finish the request before his lips were melded with yours.
he lifted both your thighs to the side and groaned into your mouth as his hips snapped to meet yours.
he didn't think you'd feel so good. holding out for a year was definitely starting to feel worth it now. your pussy was the sweetest he'd ever had, your moans the sweetest he'd ever heard. god. he'd never let you go.
"fuck baby, i'm gonna cum—"
"mmm, me too megumi- feels soooo good!"
you whined against his lips and he lost it.
he spilled inside the condom, but didn't stop thrusting into you until he felt you clench around him and cum as well.
he reluctantly pulled out and looked at you.
you looked fucked. (haha literally)
"that was....i liked that.."
you whispered the last three words like a secret.
"im glad. i liked it too. now let's get you cleaned up."
"wait- can we stay like this a little longer? please?"
"okay,"
he smiled.
"whatever you want, birthday girl."
you rolled over on top of him and kissed his cheek.
"then...can we do it again?"
if you liked ts you might like my other megumi works !
kawaiiladygirl's note: hihihihi this is my first time writing smut and its probably ass lolol. i've read so much smut so i hope this is a least a little goon-able. AND i think there's some inconsistencies in the past/present tense throughout, please dihsregard those if you peeped them <3
⋮ ⌗ ┆ megumi’s pretty fingers in your cunt & mouth
content: mdni, smut, all characters are 18+, fem!reader, dom!megumi, pussy slapping, finger sucking, praise kink (use of “good girl”), slight degradation
blush’s notes: i feel like this drabble was all over the place HAHAHHAHA. i’m still a beginner at writing so any writing suggestions n advice is appreciated !!
“fuckin’ hell, baby, you’re so wet,” megumi mutters lowly against your ear as he watches his two thick long fingers being swallowed by your cunt.
you barely heard his muttering over the loud, wet squelching. the two of you were innocently sitting in bed and watching a movie together. and one thing led to another and now it ended up with your back to his chest, you sitting in between his legs with your thighs hooked over his to keep you open.
you’re leaking so so much, your slick dripping down to his wrist and staining the sheets. your legs trembled uncontrollably from the hot, overwhelming pleasure. “god damn, dripping all over the sheets and me.”
he pulls his fingers out to lightly smack your drenched pussy, your slick flying all over his hand and the bed below you. plop! plop! plop!
“a-ah! g-gumi, wha—,” you jolt with the impact, your hips move squirm away from the slaps. or chase his hand for more. you don’t really know, you’re too fucked out already.
he darkly chuckles in amusement. both his hands spread your weeping cunt as he peers down to admire it. “what a slutty pussy you got, baby. so pretty, so wet, so warm. all for me?”
your hips squirm around, desperate to have his fingers in you again. but you were only met with another slap to your leaking core. megumi cups your mound and quietly commands, “princess. i’m asking you a question.”
he gently pats your slit, a sticky, wet squelch filling the room in between each word. “is. this. all. for. me?”
you dumbly nod, humping his hand. “yes, gumi! yes! all for you, only for you! just finger me already, i wanna cummmmmm!!”
he smirks against the side of your head. “ask nicely, pretty baby. c’mon, use your words.”
“please please please, gumi! haaa— please make me cum… i- can you please touch me? inside, gumi, inside,” you urge, the words instantly tumbling out of your mouth.
you’re rewarded with his index finger pushing into your warm hole, a little gasp escaping out of you. your back arches against him, feeling his raging boner pressed against you. he rasps, his voice low and gravelly, making you leak more, “there you gooo. good girl.”
he pushes in another finger, scissoring you open. his thumb joins to press on your cute little clit, the bud practically begging him to press on it. the room is filled with your panting and moans.
the pleasure builds up in your tummy as he thrusts his fingers. “you close, baby?”
you whine and pant, drool seeping out the corner of your pretty mouth. “y-yeah! ha! gumi, i’m gonna—“
“yeah, i know, pretty. you’re so tight, pussy doesn’t wanna let go of my fingers, does she?” he continues fingering you and circling your clit, bringing you to the edge.
before you know it, you feel his other hand gently wipe the drool from the corner of your mouth off. what a caring gentleman megumi is. he then slips those same fingers into your warm mouth. ah, what a pervert megumi is.
you immediately close your lips around his two big fingers that are shoved down your mouth. he groans, his head falling to your neck, his black hair tickling your skin. “so warm and so wet in both holes. go on and suck, princess.”
your vision starts to water, legs shaking with the amount of stimulation and pleasure washing over you. you were so so close, tethering off the edge. you slurp and suck on his fingers as if it’s the only thing you know how to do. your tongue swirls around the tip of his fingers, tasting them. he begins to thrust both of his fingers in both holes. “go on, cum for me and make a mess.”
he brings you to a blissful finish as your vision turns white suddenly, his fingers muffling your erotic moans.
megumi grunts as you strangled his fingers as if you were finishing all over his cock. he slows down and continue to move his hands, letting you come back from cloud nine back to earth. he softly soothes, “what a good girl you are. so proud of you, baby. you did sooo good for me.”
you weakly whine and squirm away after a few moments, quickly feeling overstimulated. he delicately withdraws both hands, strings of fluids attached to his digits and webs of drool connecting from your mouth to his fingers.
megumi gently cooes into your ear, cradling your cheek with the same hand was covered in your saliva. “gimme a kiss, baby.”
his lips are on yours, pouring all of his affection into your kiss. megumi may not be a man of many words but he will put his whole back into a sweet kiss.
he pulls away, dark blue eyes gazing into yours warmly as if he would carry the weight of the world on his shoulders if you simply asked.
“ready for my cock, sweet girl?”
this scene single-handedly reignited my hand kink.
megumi barely manages to sit down before you’re on him. it’s almost impressive how quickly you move, like you’ve been waiting all day just for this.
“really?” he asks, though he doesn’t make any effort to push you away as you sprawl across his lap, cheek pressed firmly against his thigh.
“mm.” you don’t even bother with a real response, just nuzzle into him like he’s the softest pillow in existence.
megumi sighs, but his hand instinctively finds its way to your hair, fingers threading through it in slow, absentminded strokes.
it’s always like this. the second you’re alone, you gravitate toward him like a magnet, head on his shoulder, his chest, his lap—whatever’s closest. and megumi pretends to be exasperated, but the truth is, he’s gotten used to it. maybe even expects it.
“you could sit next to me like a normal person,” he says, voice quieter this time.
“don’t wanna.” you stretch slightly, arms curling around his leg, and sigh like you’ve just reached ultimate peace. “this is normal for me.”
megumi rolls his eyes, but he doesn’t stop stroking your hair. in fact, his touch gets softer, more deliberate, like he wants to make sure you stay comfortable.
“you’re needy.”
“yep.”
he exhales a slow breath, fingers still combing through your hair.
“…fine. but if my leg falls asleep, i’m waking you up.”
you hum in response, already half-asleep, and megumi glances down at you, your peaceful expression, the way you fit so easily against him.
its a cold night. you're both tired from being out all day. you're now in his apartment as you've decided to stay the night. your boyfriend’s in the shower washing the day off, getting ready for bed. you sit on his low, grey bed which perfectly matches his dark, gloomy aesthetic. you arent doing much, just on your phone waiting for megumi to come out and lay down with you. you think to yourself how quiet the night is, especially from his 50 floor apartment building which you're in the penthouse of.
your eyes glance to the tall, slim speaker standing near his window which he definitely didn't buy for no reason, although he denies the reason is because you love playing music and it helps you relax, you still find that hard to believe. then you pick up his phone on the bedside table because the speaker automatically connects to his phone.
"gumi, can i please play some music on your phone"
you call out to your boyfriend whos just finsihing up his shower which you can tell because you hear the stream of hot water stop. a faint:
"sure"
his voice unclear and muffled.
you immedietly go to his spotify and to his library because in the car earlier you remember liking the songs he played and immedietly tried to find the playlist. you pause. you see other than the default 'liked songs' there's only one playlist. no chaos. no variety. just "same place". curious you open it.
the cover a polaroid of the two of you at a formal zenin event. the same one you have behind your phone and he has in his wallet as his 'lucky charm', you're in a navy blue dress while hes in a suit with a blue tie to compliment you. warm lighting, you've got an elegant but genuine smile which anyone can tell is true from a mile away while you're holding onto his arm, and the feeling being mutual because he's got a light smirk which he couldn't contain because you just look oh so stunning.
you stare at the name of the playlist for a moment wondering what it means. "same place". you're completely clueless. same place as what? where's that place. you decide to scroll deeper into the playlist thinking maybe the songs would give you a hint.
songs in the playlist
into it - chase atlantic
consume - chase atlantic
die for you - the weeknd & ariana grande
nights - frank ocean
saturn- sza
glimpse of us - joji
sanctuary - joji
apocalypse - cigarettes after sex
sweater weather - the neighbourhood
stargazing - the neighbourhood
cry baby - the neighbourhood
duvet - boa
tek it - cafune
mrs magic (strings ver) - strawberry guy
the blonde - tv girl
lovers rock - tv girl
jealous - eyedress
i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys
505 - arctic monkeys
beaches - beabadoobee
heart to heart - mac demarco
my love mine all mine - mitski
yup. thats the playlist he was playing just now. you're thinking. you really are. trying to read in between the lines, remember everything about these songs you've ever said to him. anything that could possibly tell you what the name of the playlist means.
megumi, freshly out of the shower. hair slightly damp towel around his neck. you're preoccupied and don't even notice him there. he sees you on his phone, scroll after scroll. he slowly creeps up to you wanting to see what's so interesting. you look slightly to your right and jump out of bed. his sudden presence surprising you.
"MEGUMI DONT DO THAT"
"what are you doing"
you look right at him.
"why do you only have one playlist?"
silence. he stops. doesn't say anything for a moment. for a second too long.
"..it's nothing"
he says, turning around to avoid meeting your eyes. you raise an eyebrow.
"megumi."
he walks closer slowly. looks at the screen.
"you weren't meant to see that"
"why not?"
you smile teasingly. he scrolls back up to the playlist cover. the polaroid. then looks away slightly. not embarassed in a loud way, but exposed.
"your lucky charm."
"...mm"
"this is insane"
you say with a grin on your face away. who knew? megumi fushiguro's getting soft.
"when did you make this megs?"
he answers after a pause. low, barely above a whisper:
"..after you first came over"
your eyes immediately light up.
"YOU'VE HAD IT FOR THAT LONG?!"
"it..updates"
you freeze. he sighs slightly. his cheeks turning a slight pink.
"it updates??"
he sits on the edge of the bed facing you but looking down, keeping his gaze low.
"it changes depending on what i hear"
you stare at him for a moment. you walk closer to him and pry yourself in between his legs by standing between them looking down at him. he takes your fingers and holds them in his large palm. you take you hand and gently, tilt his chin upwards, making him face you now.
"so does that mean you think about me even when im not there?"
silence. he doesn't deny it. doesn't confirm it either. he stands up, closing the distance between you. he drapes an arm around your waist pulling you in closer, into a gentle kiss. he pulls back for a brief moment and mutters -
"..play the music"
slightly breathless. you both lean back onto his bed. he doesn't take the phone back. just lets it keep playing. you turn to your side and face him. he's already positioned towards you. he slides an arm under your waist and one behind the nape of your neck to pull you ontop of him and for another kiss.
"i love you"
you grin against his lips.
"i love you too, gumi"
you both end up falling asleep not too long after with the music still playing.
m.list!!
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a/n:
pls give me song recs on what megumi would listen to guys!!
also someone teach me how to tumblr and make my posts all cutesy pls.
Thinking abt metalhead bf megumi taking you to a concert but u guys get stuck at the edge of the mosh pit so he stands behind you the whole time to keep people moving and stop them from crashing into you so you can have a good time mmmmm (and he's got a tank on so his biceps r out🤤🤤)
a/n: this is basically my take on things Megumi would do as your boyfriend!
✧.*masterlist✧.*
bf!Megumi who acts like he doesn't care (he knows every single detail about you)
bf!Megumi who will drop everything to read with you
bf!Megumi who would beat anyone that lays their hands on you
bf!Megumi who lets you get close with his Demon Dogs (even though they only love you because he loves you)
bf!Megumi who holds your hand in public, but by interlocking pinkies (Ifykyk)
bf!Megumi who has a whole photo album dedicated to just you, named "my gorgeous girl"
bf!Megumi who is the best listener you’ve ever met
bf!Megumi who covers your face in kisses once you're in private, so he can make up for the affection he was too scared to show in public
bf!Megumi who listens to you yap while you cuddle and plays with your hair
bf!Megumi who makes care baskets for you during that time of the month
bf!Megumi who is better at eyeliner than you are
bf!Megumi who always gets teased by his friends by how different his mood changes when you are around
bf!Megumi who demands goodnight kisses
bf!Megumi who is very, very precise with his hair routine
bf!Megumi who slightly smiles whenever he sees you
bf!Megumi who is scared that you’ll leave him for someone better than him since he isn’t the best with communication and has a hard time expressing his feelings (you would never leave though)
bf!Megumi who is comfortable just sitting in silence on call with you, while doing other things
bf!Megumi who gently wipes the tears off of your face and holds you while whispering in your ear "it's ok baby, I’m here"
Megumi! who gets mad when you steal his hoodie (he secretly loves seeing you in his clothes)
bf!Megumi who is unintentionally a part of the sassy man apocalypse
bf!Megumi who acts all mysterious and nonchalant in public but is the biggest softie when you are alone
bf!Megumi who is better at cooking than you are (he even wears an apron sometimes >.<)
bf!Megumi who pretends to not like the shows you watch, but ends up getting hooked on them, and always asks if you want to watch "that dumb show you watch" with him
bf!Megumi who buys you flowers for no reason and hands them to you without saying a word
bf!Megumi who secretly gets jealous whenever you speak to other guys
bf!Megumi who always made sure you get home safely
bf!Megumi who bought you a promise ring, even after you said it would be too expensive
bf!Megumi who teases you as a love language
bf!Megumi who is awful at braiding hair
bf!Megumi who lets you put bows in his hair and put it in different hairstyles (he won't let you take any photos though)
bf!Megumi who treats you better than any other person you dated before him
a/n: let me know if I should make this into a series with all the JJK characters!
*and this was my first ever headcannon! So if you have any tips or comments please feel free to tell me!*
thinking about bf!megumi in the morning waking up super early because even tho he's secretly a huge sleepyhead he still magically got that habit moms have to get up at like 6 am on weekends
hes sipping on his usual black coffee and looks at your pretty pink mug laced with golden bows and just chuckles to himself because he finds it funny and cute that your cups are so drastically different and decides to make you your fav hot drink too ! n u wake up likee 3 hours later because of the sunlight and come out of the room grumbling and yawning and ur face instantly lights up when you see your perfect handsome gorgeous ethereal boyfriend putting up the table with ur very fav ever ever EVERR breakfast and u just jump to his arms bc u felt grumpy today and he saved u from having a bad day and u just spent the whole morning chatting cuddling and kissing eachothers face playfully until you both went back to sleep because sleeping i sthe best thing ever ahaha
i think this is either angst/comfort or fluff plus a little slowburn
(pssst, reader has low self esteem and is bad at math)
wc: 2.3k
awful.
that's how your first year of college is going.
three semesters in and you haven't made not one friend. nobody even talks to you! there were countless times when professors said to partner up and you worked alone. it's probably because you're so annoying.
at least your apartment is cute! your family is pretty well-off so you were able to get an apartment between a series of shops and your campus.
now though, you're walking to your morning class: statistics. god, do you hate that class. nothing makes any sense. plus, the professor definitely hates you.
as you step into the class you get an awful feeling. maybe it'll be another F on a test!
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
"y/n."
your professor spoke slowly as he placed a test in front of you. face-down.
"please see me after class."
fuck.
✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩
after everyone packed up and left you stayed at your desk, praying you wouldn't be assigned a tutor. that'd be so embarrassing. as you stood up to go to your professor's desk, a boy with black hair and bad bed-head gave you a sympathetic glance as he left the lecture hall.
he probably knows how stupid i am too.
"y/n l/n."
"haha.....that's my name!"
he gave you an unimpressed look and you shuffled on your feet once you reached his desk.
"this is the second test you've failed."
"is it really? i could've sworn i passed the last one-"
"if you fail one more test i'll have no choice but to assign you a tutor."
oh.
"wait..w-waitwaitwait. no- i can pass the next one!"
"so you say."
he opened his laptop.
"you have a....sixty-four in this class, after the test. if you fail one more you'll be failing."
he closed his computer and looked at you.
"if you don't want a tutor, pass the next test."
"okay..."
you left that lecture hall with your cheeks feeling hot, and the feeling that you were drowning.
~ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ~ ⋆⋅★⋅⋆ ~ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ~
unbelievable! you could've sworn you got at least a sixty percent on the last test... with your chiikawa themed bag in hand, you stepped into the library. you loved libraries. they were quiet, everyone minded their business, and nobody ever looked at you weird.
you looked around...no open tables.
no open tables?
yikes.
you walked around a few bookshelves looking for a table with nobody sitting there. why were there so many duos here??? you finally walked to the back and crossed your fingers that there would be an open seat.
there wasn't.
but!
there was a boy sitting at a table with headphones on. he looked normal enough, and that he wouldn't mind if a nutjob sat next to him. apparently you were lingering near him for too long though.
"do you need something?"
he took off his headphones and looked at you. he has really messy hair.
"uhm—i'm really sorry to bother you, b-but do you mind if i sit here..? i need to study for a class that i'm not doing so great in...but if i can't sit here it's okay-"
"yeah"
oh! that was really easy!
you sat in the seat adjacent to him and peeped at him. he looked really pretty..and kinda familiar. whatever! you pulled out a statistics study packet from your bag and set it on the table. studying time! hopefully the work makes a little sense right now.
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studying time did NOT go well! you looked down at the paper...woah..? you've never done so bad while studying.
you scratched the back of your neck and glanced around. maybe college isn't for you. when you looked back at the table the boy was staring at you.
"do you need any help..?"
your cheeks immediately felt hot.
"uh-! no! i'm okay..!"
"is that statistics work? i'm pretty good with math—i could tutor you or something..."
you looked at your work and crumpled it up.
"nope! wouldn't want to be a bother."
"it wouldn't be a bother-"
"NOPE!"
was he making fun of you??? why is he so incessant?
you shoved everything of yours into your bag and scurried off like a little shit.
"w-wait! your pen!"
oh my god! it'd be too embarrassing to go back for it. just let him keep and bask in chiikawa's cuteness.
believe it or not, after all your studying, you still failed the next test two weeks later. with a whopping fifty-nine percent. your professor called you to his desk again and gave a spiel saying that you could do better, blah blah, everything you already know. but what caught your attention is when he actually assigned you a tutor. good thing your mom won't hear about this or you would never hear the end of it.
by noon, you were sitting in the library with a boy named megumi fushiguro. why does he look so familiar?
"uh...here's your pen back..."
he's that guy! from the library a few weeks ago!
"o-oh..."
you took it and clipped it back to your matching notebook.
"so...i'm sure professor nanami told you about me already, but my name is megumi."
"...y/n...i'm sorry about last time...i was really embarrassing last time i saw you..."
"it's okay—anyway, what exactly are you struggling with?"
"everything. i'm not good at maths..."
"okay...okay i can work with that..."
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"do you understand a least a little better now?"
"...kinda...?"
"that's better than not at all, you know we'll be meeting four more times? our last meet up will be before the next test. hopefully by then you'll be a pro."
why did he sound like he couldn't wait to be done with you?
"mhm..."
he looked at you confused.
"are you okay?"
"yeah...i'm sorry for wasting your time..."
you packed up your belongings (including your pen) and left. upon your departure megumi thought. thought about how he'd never seen a girl so beautiful. how such a beautiful girl could seem so sad and lonely. you always stood out to him—in your statistics lectures with your jean skirts and nerdy graphic tees, on campus in passing, even in the library. you always looked so tired and upset in statistics. he wanted to comfort you. to be the only one who could. he laughed at the absurd thought.
"what am i thinking?" he muttered as he began making a new study guide for you.
the first week of tutoring passed in a breeze. you actually felt like you could semi-understand your assignments now. but you were still uncomfortable around megumi. you were sure he was counting the days until he was done tutoring you. he could feel an awkward aura around you anytime he was near. halfway through your second to last study session he commented on it.
"do you want to switch to a different tutor?"
"h-huh..?"
"i have a friend, maki, she's good in statistics too-"
he heard sniffling.
were you crying?
another sniffle.
you were.
"hey...why are you crying?"
"i'm sorry..."
you looked up at him and, lord, has he ever seen anything so pretty? your lashes were wet with tears and the tip of your nose was tinted red. you looked like a tiny piece of heaven.
"uh...for what?"
you patted the corners of your eyes with your sleeve.
"for being so difficult...and stupid."
"what? who said you were stupid? and you're not difficult at all. you're actually getting way better."
"you don't have to lie...if you don't like me just say t-that. i can find another tutor if you're done with me."
megumi was starting to feel down from all the negativity radiating off of you.
"c'mon don't say that...you're not a bad person to tutor. it's just that—you seem uncomfortable around me."
"i'm not..."
"that's good then. we can finish these last two sessions and you will pass the next test with flying colors."
you simply nodded. ugh. megumi just wanted to kiss that pout off your lips. but instead, he settled for a compliment.
"i like your victini coin, it's cute"
he pointed to the pokémon coin dangling off the side of your bag.
"you think so?"
he thought it was so cute how quickly you changed demeanors once he brought up something you liked. he loved your smile.
"yeah it suits you"
"thank you!"
you were smiley and giggly for the rest of the study session.
the day of the test came sooner than later. you were locked in while taking it. you felt comfortable taking it sitting next to megumi, who you found was the boy who sat behind you in statistics, how ironic. now, it was the day after the test, you were sitting next to megumi doodling on his notebook while you waited for your test back.
"good job."
you looked up at you professor who was holding your test out to you with a half smile.
an eighty-one percent.
you passed!
"I PASSED!"
you jumped up and down holding megumi's shoulder. you took note of the one-hundred percent in front of him but didn't comment.
"you didn't just pass you got an A too."
megumi said and smiled at your antics. you were so cute.
"thank you! thank you so much megumi!"
his cheeks flushed slightly.
"it's nothing really...we should go get something sweet later to celebrate your score."
"yes! i love sweets!"
megumi silently thanked you for putting so many pins of pastries on your bag.
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megumi watched as you shoveled cake into your mouth like a toddler with a smile.
how cute.
"why ar' you starin' at me?"
"no reason...your hair looks cute."
you smiled and kept eating while megumi sipped a black coffee.
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when you both were done, megumi offered to pay, which you declined, and he argued back. you ended up splitting the bill in exchange that he walks you home.
"that was fun! i really like sweets!"
"i'm glad you enjoyed yourself."
you swung your arms around while you walked. megumi couldn't stop looking at you. you looked so happy. he should bring you on more dates hangouts.
you rambled excitedly about your test score and that you hadn't scored so high since the sixth grade.
"i really owe you one megumi."
"please. you really don't"
you reached your door.
"i don't want you to feel like i'm done with you now or something..."
you pouted. he laughed
"i feel a lot about you, but definitely nothing like that, y/n."
this time you laughed.
"you're funny megumi. thanks for today! see you tomorrow!"
"uh...yeah...bye."
you went inside and closed the door, leaving an awfully embarrassed megumi outside.
"why did i say that???"
he groaned and started walking back to his own apartment.
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the next few days were a lot more fun with megumi as your friend now. you had someone to sit with in class, and talk to after class. you actually felt happy for the first time in many months.
the last stats test of the semester was in two weeks and you and megumi had agreed on a joint study session schedule. over the course of two weeks you both would study and your apartment for four days, megumi's for five, and cafes or the library for the other five. today, the first day was at your apartment.
megumi arrived exactly at noon like he said he would. you both were sitting in your room now, megumi at your desk, and you on your bed. he looked around at all the decorations you had in here. a large white display shelf with hentai cute figures, paper hyacinths hanging from the ceiling, chiikawa plushies on your bed, along with frilly pink blankets, and miscellaneous mirrors and hand-made decor scattered along your walls.
"i like your room"
"y-you do?"
if he did and meant it, then that would mean a lot to you. you believe that your room reflects you perfectly and mirrors your heart.
ever since that day you've seen megumi in a different light. how good he looks when he wears button ups. the way his bed head sticks up no matter what you do to it. his pretty face. his pretty lips. lord, what you would give to taste them just once.
megumi also noticed the change. there was a very palpable, unspoken tension between you two, he was ecstatic, maybe you finally liked him back, but for now. you had a test to complete. once that was complete, he would fantasize about you as much as he wanted.
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two days later, you were sitting across from megumi in a cafe. you both were here in celebration of your ninety percent on your stats semester final. you were more nervous around him now. nothing like before, you intentionally wore cuter outfits around him and did your makeup a bit extra on days you would go on dates hangout with him.
"megumi...i really...appreciate you.. without you i couldn't have brought my grade back up to passing.."
you picked at your nail polish as you spoke.
"it's nothing, i'd do a lot for you, honestly."
"you would..?"
"mhm."
you wonder if megumi could ever like you back.
on your walk back to your apartment you swung your hand joined with megumi's.
when did that happen?
"hey y/n..."
"hey megumi..."
you replied, teasing his serious tone.
"what would you say if i asked you out?"
you stopped walking.
"out...?"
"like, to be my girlfriend."
your face suddenly felt hot again. that happens a lot around him now.
"are you asking for real? or for jokes?"
you asked him to confirm. there's no way he could like you back. no way-
"for real."
he turned to look at you and took a deep breath.
"y/n. will you be my girlfriend?"
you just looked at him stunned.
"yes."
"yes?"
"yes!"
you jumped into a hug and he caught you and hugged you back.
"does that yes also mean i can kiss you now..?"
"double yes!"
you feel his lips press against yours, they're so warm. you swear you've never felt so happy in your life. megumi is all you've ever wanted. and now you finally have him.
if you liked ts you might like my other megumi works !
dividers by @enchanthings ! ! !
little note: hello everynyan ! ! ! it's me kawaii ladygirl ! ! ! ! this is my ! SECOND ! fic ever ! ! ! i actually kinda like this one :D kawaii ladygirl out !
