I am yours, As you are mine
(Fushiguro Megumi x reader Drabble)
TW : s a d, (I might've cried a little), big sad, major character death, happy ending??, implication of self ending (idk man up to ya), romantic or platonic soulmates (you decide), NO BETA WE DIE LIKE THE REAL ONES 🫡✊🏼
Snow collecting on the windowsill, the scent of incense wafting through the air. So many people gathered in a small, dingy apartment, yet the silence was deafening. They were dreading to make a single sound, break the quiet. Fushiguro Megumi wasn't one of them. He had no idea what was happening. Even if he were to disturb the atmosphere, what would he even say? No tears formed, he wasn't sad or guilty either. How would he be, when he hadn't anticipated this in the least? All he could think about, was how cruel the universe was for playing this horrible, horrible joke. Loneliness had consumed you, yet here they all were, here he was. Where was all this when your chest still rose and fell, when you graced him with that melodious laughter of yours? All these people were at fault, and he was no less of a perpetrator either. But you wouldn't have blamed anyone, because you didn't have anyone to blame, that was your vicious predicament.
But, seeing you now, you looked warm. all bundled up, with flowers and cards in your midst. Something you would've cherished had you not looked so pale.
He wished it was all a bad dream, and that when he woke up, you would still be there at the frozen pond, standing beneath the hemlock, indulging in the fantasies in your head while you waited for him.
You looked warm, all bundled up to be lowered into the snow covered ground.
A cool breeze blowing, carrying the leaves with it. Just like the day he had first seen you, trying to huddle into your coat, your breathing laboured and blowing in smoky wisps. Exactly like the day he had first laid eyes upon you, except now, there was a slab that greeted him on the spot where you had once stood. It was a lovely day, and the universe had been kind enough to grant you a spot on a hillside, overlooking the city. It had been a few months now, with every visit, your grave was always adorned with a fresh and vibrant assortment of flowers and sweets. Megumi bent down to place a brand new candle. He was sure you would appreciate the sweet, homely scent of vanilla wafting through the cool spring air. Just like he'd always cherish the faint smell of vanilla that clung to you the day you both ditched school and raced to the top of the hill, to savour the baked goods you'd brought along. Rolling around on the grassy hillside had definitely tired you out, your chuckles and soft laughter mellowing into soft snores. He'd planted a kiss to the crown of your head and intertwined your fingers, heart and belly full. He only hoped that you were stuffing your mouth full of sugar and rolling around on grassy hillsides to your heart's content, as he glanced at the other untouched plate of pastries that lay beside him. He could only wish, that in another lifetime, your soft hair would send pleasant shivers down his neck as your head lay on his shoulder.
No, he knew, in another lifetime, your cheeks would be flushed, your skin would glow, and you'd be his, as he is yours.
//Yes I dragged this out of my notes
