Ahhhh I just read about Megumi getting drunk trying to get over the break up and ughhhhhh I cried so hard đđ the writing is perfect. I let out a unhuman laugh thinking Megumi probably was really done when Yuta takes him to watch human earthworm or something movie hahahah
SO SORRY IM JUST SEEING THIS NOW OMG
TYSSMM!! im so happy you enjoyed it didnt mean to make anyone cry tho đđ i believe the earthwom movie is exactly what he needed đ
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Ëâ· ÍÍÍÍâłâ„ 2:34AM â megumi fushiguro
pairing â 21+megumi x f!reader
contents â College AU, alcohol consumption, gets a bit suggestive at one part but no smut, heartbroken megumi gets wasted asfff, a bit angsty
word count â 2.3k
a/n â a tad bit angsty fgjioejio wrote this at like 4am if you see mistakes no tf u didnt ??? - also making my posts more nice n pretty n aesthetic cuz i felt like it :3
Megumi Fushiguro sat alone on the couch at a party. he canât recall why he was there or how many shots he had but everything was starting to get cloudy. girl after girl walking up to him, offering him drinks. he hates alcohol. he hates the taste, he hates the smell, he hates the feeling of it in his mouth and going down his throat, he hates being drunk and he hates being hungover, yet he continues accepting all their offers. the women were hot but none of them were you. maybe he thought if he drank enough he could forget the past, forget the guilt and move on from everything like he shouldâve a long time ago. he thought if he got drunk enough the regretful thoughts of the past would go away and the thoughts of you along with it. then he could go on with his life. but the more he drank the more present it became and the more his reality began to shatter at the thought.
girl after girl came up to him, sat near him, sat beside him, sat on him, yet it was only you he could think about. he gladly took their drinks but could barely have a one sided conversation with them for a few minutes before shooing them away.
as the party went on it felt like the music got louder and the lights brighter. his head pounded and he felt nauseous. âwhat am i doing here.â megumi sinks into the couch, trying to keep himself calm by taking deep breaths and grounding himself in reality. âi wanna go home.â he takes out his phone and stares at his lock screen, it was pitch black with only the white text of the time and date showing. he remembers when it used to be a picture of you with the text showing how far away you were from him. a picture you had taken of yourself in the mirror and sent to him, moments later he had it saved and set it to his wallpaper. he remembers your reaction when you saw it, a bright smile on your face while he was a bit embarrassed to be caught doing something he considered a bit âobsessive.âÂ
megumi is ripped from his thoughts as someone taps on his shoulder. âwanna have a drink with me..?â he looks up to a see a woman standing right in front of him, a bottle of wine in her hand. megumi wanted to say no, and he was about to, until he took a closer look. âshe looks just like herâ. no, she wasnt exactly the same, but she was similar. from the shape of her body to the way she did her makeup, the way she styled her hair, the jewelry she wore and the shy expression on her face. even the damn dress she wore was similar to the short, black, skin tight dress he had bought you. she was so similar, so familiar, but it still wasnât you. âsure.â
megumi patted his lap for her to sit down. she handed him the entire bottle and the two of them shared until the bottle was finished. they chatted as they took swigs from the bottle of wine, and as the conversation went on megumi continued to realize that as similar as she seemed, she wasnât you. it started to throw him off. she didnât talk like you, she didnât have the same favourite colour or have the same aspirations. she was still a stranger. she felt like you, looked like you, dressed like you, she almost was you. almost. âletâs go somewhere private.â
megumi pulls her off his lap and leads this mysterious women to a bedroom. this would be the first time heâs fucked another woman since getting with you, even though itâs been months since you left him. he hasnât even looked at another woman until tonight. he closes the door to the bedroom, the mystery woman pulling him closer and putting her lips on his. âshe doesnât kiss like her.â megumi is yet again reminded that as much as he wants this to be you and heâs willing to pretend itâs you, itâs not you. still, he allows her to unbotton his shirt as they make out and get into bed. she hiked up her dress for him, revealing her black laced panties. âher favourite set was red.â
megumi hovers over her, his eyes dead set on her panties making her a bit uncomfortable. âwhat am i doing?â he questions himself, the headache starting to come back as the music that was previously bothering him can be heard from downstairs. âi need to go.âÂ
âwhat?â megumi barely gives her a chance to speak before getting out of bed and heading out the door. she fixes herself up before following after him, but by the time sheâs back to the party, heâs already gone.Â
megumi stumbles down the sidewalk, aimlessly walking into the night. the streetlights barely illuminate the sidewalk as he tried to keep himself upright. he finds himself at a dimly lit park, throwing himself onto a park bench. he groans as he takes out his phone, the bright light blinding him and making his skull splitting headache worse. the words on the screen are barely legible as he spends an embarrassing amount of time trying to find his contacts. he thinks about calling yuuji, but he knows heâs usually asleep by this time and keeps his phone on do not disturb at night. he scrolls to kugisaki and calls her instead. the phone rings for a bit, before he hears her groggy voice on the line. âhello..?âÂ
âcan you pick me up?â megumi barely pieces his sentence together âoh my god megumi, itâs 3AM! you shouldve left earlier. iâm going to bed, i have a class in the morning.âÂ
âplease, kugisaki. i canât driveâŠâ megumis words slur a bit âholy shit, you actually drank?? oh my god this isnât what i meant when i told you to have some fun.â
âjust pick me up. ill make it up to you.â megumi pleads over the phone, a desperate tone coming from his voice that she wasn't used to hearing even after knowing him for so many years
âyeah, whatever. where are you? actually, donât fucking bother, you sound too wasted to figure that out. just send me your location.â megumi can hear his friend's bed sheets ruffling as she gets out of bed, which begins to fill him with a bit of guilt, even if she was the one who suggested he go to the party in the first place. eventually he figures out how to send kugisaki his location, patiently waiting for it to go through. âokay, i got it. ill be there soon, idiot.â she hangs up before he can say anything back.Â
megumi sits back on the hard bench, rethinking his night at the party. he wasnât even hung over yet but he already regretted all of it. he had hoped that the music and the people and the alcohol would distract him, take his thoughts away from the past and finally live in the present but they only made him miss you more. if you were still with him heâd be in your room, laying in your bed napping whilst you studied for your next exam. the music wouldnât be blasting in his ears and causing him a headache and instead would be soft lofi playing quietly from your speaker, which helped you study and helped him sleep. he wouldnât have to try and imagine the girl he was talking to was you, it wouldâve been you.
 without thinking, megumi takes out his phone, opening up a locked folder. his face id unlocks the folder that held pictures and videos of you. heâs gone through everything multiple times and he wishes he could still take more and add them to his collection. he wishes you would still take pictures of your outfits and send them to him. he wishes his wallpaper was still his favourite picture of you.
tears begin to well in his eyes as he turns off his phone and stuffs it in his pocket, he canât bring himself to look through that folder again. not in his current state. youâre already gone, he knows that, heâs been told that, you told him that. he knows he needs to move on and continue his life without you but youâve been the only thing on his mind for months and the alcohol in his system certainly wasnât helping.Â
megumi wipes his tears as he hears the car in front of him beep. pushing himself off the bench, he limps his way over to his friendâs car and gets in the back seat.Â
âjesus, i thought you didnât like drinking.â usually his friend would laugh at him for things like this but this time her tone and the look on her face was more serious. âwhatever.âÂ
the car ride was abnormally silent and the odd tension in the air was prevalent. kugisaki dropped him off in front of the dorms, his roommate already waiting for him outside. âthanks.â is all megumi can say to his friend as he walks away from her car.Â
âyou alright, megumi? did something happen while you were there?â yuuji takes a good look at his best friend. he knows itâs been rough since the break up, heâs seen all of it. heâs done what he can to help keep his mind off it, to help his friend move past it but clearly itâs all still there. he feels guilty for sending megumi to this party now. kugisaki suggested it but he was the one who really convinced him itâd be a good idea, but he shouldâve thought it through a bit more. yuuji can see the puffiness of his eyes and it breaks his heart to see his normally stoic friend in such a state. heâs really tried everything to help but at this point he canât do much anymore. âitâs okay man, forget about it.â he throws an arm around his friend to keep him stable, taking him back to their shared dorm. yuuji spends the night trying to distract his friend, getting him to sober up and eventually fall asleep.Â
sunlight spilling from the blinds shines on megumis face, waking him up. the moment he opens his eyes heâs met with painful pounding in his head. still, he manages to sit up, his headache getting worst every moment hes conscious. he makes his way to the living room, where his friend is already sitting on the couch. âhey.â he barely mumbles out before plopping himself on the other side of the couch. âyou hungry?â his roommate waved back at him.Â
âno.â megumi gets himself comfortable on the couch, trying to distract from the overwhelming throbbing heâs feeling. suddenly his phone buzzes on the coffee table, where he apparently left it last night. picking it up, he had a slightly abnormal amount of notifications from kugisaki, both texts and calls.Â
[ 4 missed calls from kugisaki ]
[ kugisaki: did you text y/n? ]Â
[ kugisaki: megumi answer my call oml ]Â Â
his heart drops as he opens his phone and goes to messages, and there he sees it. three messages he had sent last night, all of which he doesnât even recall. âsorryâŠâ yuuji looks over at his roommate, seeing the colour from his face leave as he looks at the messages he had sent. âi tried to stop you but you were gonna beat the shit outta me when i took your phone...âÂ
âitâs fine.. sorry.â megumi didnât even want to read the messages he sent. he can see them, he can see that they went through, he can see that you havenât read them, and he doesnât want to read them either. he decides to turn off his phone and put it down, judging by kugisakiâs messages, you had already seen the messages and told her about them, just never actually opened them. âfuck.âÂ
âhey, why donât we just go out somewhere? To help you forget about it. letâs go watch a movie!â normally megumi isnât the most excited about leaving his home and heading out. he prefers staying in his room, lounging on the couch or getting a good workout in at the gym, but today he feels more than ever that he needs to spend some time doing something else, distract himself from his sad, dull life. go out and have some actual fun, especially with his best friend. âsure,â
âI told you itâd be a good movie!â yuuji pokes at his friendâs arm.Â
âIt was about an earthworm.â megumi playfully rolls his eyes as the two of them walk out of the theater. âIt was more than that! Did you even watch the movie!?â the two of them continue to argue about the quality of the movie they had just seen on their way to the parking lot. megumi takes his phone out of his pocket to check his notifications and his heart drops for a second time that day. a name that hasnât appeared on his lock screen in months, the name heâd been waiting to see there for so long. it was the only one in his contacts to have any sort of emoji or decoration to it, and he never changed it despite everything.Â
[ you: i mess you sofucjng much ]Â
[ you: pls so im sorry for everything ]Â
[ you: pleese baby pls talk to me ]
- Unread message -
[ y/n <3: come over, weâll talk about it ]Â
megumi stares at the notification. it felt as if his heart skipped several beats. he opens the message and continues to stare. his fingers move on their own as he types a response and he doesnât even think about it before hitting send.Â
[ you: on my way ]
omg can u guys tell im not good at coming up with endings :sob:
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AHHH I LOVED UR "HATED HIM" GOJO FIC ITS SO CUTEEđ„č I WANNA SEE A PART 2!! im curious will the reader date gojo or js continue to hate him lmao
â„ IMPROVEMENTS - SATORU GOJO
pairing: gojo x f!reader
contents: pt 2 to this fic although you dont need to read it to understand this one. no warnings js fluff here !!!
word count: 2.5k on the DOT
a/n: HII NONNIE IM SSOOO HAPPY U LIKED IT!!! im sorry this took so long ive been busy with work and exams coming up :( hopefully i can post more often soon :((( ANYWAZ ENJOY
so maybe you donât hate Satoru Gojo. not anymore. since that moment you shared with him, you thought everything would go back to normal, and for the most part it did. well, you think it did, but everyone else saw the changes clear as day.
as time passed, from an outside perspective it seemed like the two of you suddenly had a⊠âstableâ friendship. both âstableâ and âfriendshipâ being used very very loosely. although gojo prefered âhappy relationshipâ and âloving marriageâ. the yelling matches (you yelling at gojo while he just sits there and smiles like an idiot) that used to occur multiple times daily went down to only once a day, if at all. you didnât seem to shoo him away as much or rant about how annoying he is. it was almost like you were warming up to him.
if nobody knew what had happened between the two of you it wouldâve seemed like a random switch that went off one day, except everyone did know what happened, cuz gojoâs big mouth went and told everyone the next fucking day. to escape being made fun of to no end, you told everyone you only kissed him so heâd shut up and there was no feelings beyond that, which was half true. the other half of you knew that being all bandaged up by him after a mission gone wrong, sitting in his bed while he tells you how much he cares about you, a man whoâd usually piss you off and act all goofy. to see him like that was like a breath of really fresh air and kinda changed the way you saw him.
obviously he was still super annoying and pissed you off, but he seemed to finally get the memo and tuned it down so that it was actually manageable. his laugh was suddenly cuter, his face was less punchable and his flirting was almost starting to fluster you. almost. he still made those stupid comments and monologues for waaayy too long but he got a lot sweeter in his teasing and actions. he somehow found out what your favourite foods and places to eat were and bought you food after long days of school, training sessions and missions and took you to places around tokyo on outings âdatesâ. your friendship with him was finally tolerable.Â
waking up on a sunday morning, you hear the sound of buzzing from your phone on your bedside table.Â
incoming call from gojo.
its way too early for him to be bothering you already, but you know very well that if you donât pick up now heâll keep calling til you do. you silently curse shoko for giving him your number when he asked her, since he already knew youâd say no to him. âwhat do you want?â you answer his call, putting the phone to your ear as you sit up in bed. âgood morning to you too i guess..â you can hear the pouting in his voice. âwhat are you up to today??âÂ
âiâm training a bit with nanami and haibara later.â you check the clock on the table, mentally starting to plan when youâre gonna start getting ready to meet the two of them. ânanami!? why would you train with him!? he doesnât know anything.â he seemed to completely tune out the second name you mentioned
âhe knows more than you.â you laugh at his dramatic gasp over the phone, picturing the look on his face. âwhateverrrr. you should train with me instead!âÂ
âno.âÂ
âwhat!? why not?? im soooo much better than him!â you can hear the passion in his voice and you begin to wonder how he can have so much energy so early in the morning, especially on a sunday. âplease humble yourself, and i already told nanami iâd train with them anyway.â you glance back at your clock, continuing to consider how long you can stay in bed for. âfiiineee. we can train together next time. whatâre you doing after that?âÂ
âafter training iâm gonnaâŠâ your voice trails off as you think back to earlier this week, trying to recall if you had made any other plans with anyone for today. ânot doing anything later. iâm probably gonna go back to my dorm.â you confessed, forgetting exactly who you were on the phone with. âoh so youâre free later? perfect! we sh-âÂ
âno, iâm not free. iâm going back to my dorm gojo. and iâm staying there. all day.â you make sure to give him the details of your plan to stay in your room so he doesnât have any wiggle room to plan anything. âhmmmm.. okay! ill just come over then!âÂ
âwhat?? n-âÂ
âcyalaterbye!!â you hear the phone beep as he hangs up, now looking down at your lock screen. 'god heâs sooo annoying.'
getting out of bed after looking down at your clock again, you decide you have more than enough time to watch a bit of the show youâve been catching up on. maybe about two and a half episodes?
checking the time halfway through the first episode, you decide youâre not in the mood to continue watching and youâll watch a movie instead after training. you get up and begin getting ready for the scheduled training session you had, lightly fixing up your hair so you looked presentable and throwing on your uniform before heading out.Â
training with nanami and haibara went well, and you were all surprised gojo didnât show up to bother you but you figured he was busy with his own thing. coming home you immediately threw your uniform onto the floor and went to take a shower, feeling all gross and sweaty. âill pick it up later.â
you turn the water on, allowing it to get hot before stepping into the shower. you decided to use your favourite body wash that smelled like heaven in a bottle, the scent filling up the entire bathroom and making all the air around you smell like your favourite fragrance. you linger in the shower for a bit, the hot water feeling therapeutic against your skin. once you were done you headed back to your room, throwing on some comfy flared sweats and a random tank top from your wardrobe. looking in the mirror, the outfit was surprisingly cute, and really comfortable.
in a good mood from the nice shower and already feeling pretty after only putting on some random clothes, you decided to have fun and do some light makeup. maybe youâll run a few errands later? you were a bit low on snacks at the moment.
finishing off your makeup with a pretty lipgloss, you look in your little snack drawer to see what you had left. some gum, a few candies and one bag of your favourite chips youâre planning to save. maybe it was time to restock.Â
you throw on a light jacket and grab your bag, gathering your essentials and getting your shoes on before leaving your dorm. you decided to go to the little convenience store only a few minutes away since they had all the snacks you like.Â
within a few minutes you made it to the store, picking out a bunch of snacks and candies you liked. as you were looking at the new flavours of candy they had, the bell by the door jingled as someone entered the store. ây/n!!â you heard a familiar voice behind you. âwhy are you here?? you said you were staying in your dorm. all day.â gojo mocks the tone you used with him on the phone earlier. âi changed my mind. why are you here?âÂ
âsatoru wanted to get some candy on the way home.â suguru appears from behind him, giving you a smile and a polite wave. âhmm.. they have a nice selection here, what do you think i should get?â gojo puts a hand to his chin as he looks through all the candies. âthe sour green apple candy from this brand is really good. and the lemon flavour too, theyâre my favourites.â you say as you point to the candies. âthen theyâre my favourites too,â gojo immediately picks up two of each flavour you recommended, before picking a few other candies he knows you like.
âyou do not need all that sweetness. think about your health.â suguru grimaces at the amount of sweets in gojos hands. âiâm not gonna eat all of it! do you really think that low of me? iâm sharing with my girlfriend.â he plops his purchase on the counter for the cashier, smiling down at you âand iâm still coming over,âÂ
âi didnt agree to that, nor do you have girlfriend.âÂ
âdonât care,â gojo shrugs as he takes his bag full of your favourite candies, cheerfully skipping out the door followed by you and suguru. the two of you followed as he happily pranced down the street and back to school.Â
âyouâre really not gonna leave me alone?âÂ
ânope!â you and gojo stand outside your dorm as he waits for you to unlock the door. you sign at his persistence, grabbing your keys from your bag and opening the door. he had never actually been in your dorm before so this was like a new world to him. âkinda messy in here. you needa clean up a bit y/nâ gojo steps inside as if it were his own house, yet looks around at your space as if he were at a museum. âdo you ever shut up? and take your shoes off. donât step on my nice carpet. if it gets dirty i will kill you.âÂ
âyes maâam.â he obeyed as if his life was truly in danger. you take off your own shoes, putting your jacket and bag away before plopping yourself on your bed. you watch gojo pace around your small dorm room, picking up random objects to inspect before humming and placing it back down. you know he should be monitored carefully while in proximity of your stuff but you really canât be bothered to babysit right now and just allow him to stimulate himself.
after a few minutes of replying to missed texts from a few of your friends, you hear gojo sigh, dropping the bag of candy on the floor and placing his glasses alongside the makeup you put on earlier. you realize he hadnât said a word for those few minutes. âyouâre being too silent, what are yo-â gojo fully drops himself on top of you, his hard head hitting your chest so hard you swear you heard a rib crack. âholy fucking shit you fatass, get off me!! youâre heavy.â you try to push him off you but he doesnât budge. âbut âm tired baby,â he whines as he made himself more comfortable on top of you. âi will kill you.âÂ
âmâkay..â gojo yawns, wrapping his arms around you. now youâre stuck, great. you honestly didnât think the word âtiredâ existed in gojoâs vocabulary since he somehow always has energy. you had never seen him sleep before, which sounds somewhat normal until you remember the overnight trips and missions you and your classmates went on frequently, where gojo never slept. or he never let anyone see him sleep. you didnât really realize it until now, with him on your chest already seeming close to knocking out.
as much as it annoyed you that you couldnât get up to eat the candy heâd bought for the two of you to have, you figured if you woke him up heâd just bother the shit out of you until you let him sleep again, and you honestly realize how cute he is when heâs quiet. sighing in defeat, you open up your laptop that you had left on your bed earlier and throw on a movie you had already wanted to watch today. âhm..? whatâs that?â gojo mumbles as heâs half asleep. âthe movie suguru recommended me the other day. the one about the samurai?âÂ
âohhh.â gojo turns his head away from the screen to rest on the other side of his head âthat one sucks. and the main character dies.âÂ
âugh, spoiler warning next time??â you flick the top of his head as he laughs. you scroll through the selection of movies on the site, humming occasionally while adding interesting movies to your watch later list. eventually you find a random movie that you had never heard of but it looks interesting enough and decide to watch it. the large boy laying on top of you turns his head back to the screen once he hears the new film playing. this time he doesnât say anything, but you notice his eyes struggling to stay open as he yawns literally every waking minute.
âgojo why donât you go back to your dorm to sleep? you can barely keep your eyes open,â you giggle at him as he tries to look offended but clearly doesnât have to energy to. âmn-mm. âm watchin⊠with my wife.â he yawns mid sentence. âwell iâm not your wife, sooooâŠâÂ
âyou are my wife⊠weâre married⊠you remember.â you know he normally only says stuff like that to get under your skin, but sometimes it sounds like he truly believes it, which is a bit scary. you canât even pay attention to the movie with how hard youâre contemplating to get him off you and in his own bed, but it seems thereâs truly no solution. heâs a freakishly tall and muscular man with 100% of his body weight on top of you, so you obviously canât push him off. and he clearly wont willingly get up, and you know you canât convince him to get up, so you begin to accept that you might actually be stuck here.Â
âill let you stay if you grab the bag of candy for me,â gojo seems to be too tired to remember that thereâs nothing you can do to force him to leave and he easily couldâve refused. he lazily throws the bag onto the bed beside you before plopping himself right back where he was before. ânow lemme stay.â you roll your eyes instinctively, grabbing the bag and picking out one of the candies gojo had picked for you. he lets out one last yawn before allowing his tiredness to consume him.
as you open up the sweets and start eating, you look down at gojo. you never really took a moment to actually realize how pretty he really is, and especially how cute he looks while he sleeps. as creepy as that sounds. you think itâs because his mouth is finally shut and heâs not saying the most annoying sentences he can come up with, or constantly blabbering to you about stuff you never asked him about and have no interest in. you honestly didnât mind this heavy man peacefully asleep on top of you as you eat candy and watch a movie. it was quite nice, actually. maybe youâll start to allow gojo to do things like this more often.Â
i really had no idea how to end this :SOB: but it turned out well i hope. pls send requests btw i have ZERO idea what to write neext
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â„ HATED HIM - SATORU GOJO
pairing: - gojo x f!reader
contents: you hate gojo, but even so, youre forced to go on a mission with him, which ends badly. for you, anyway. - no warnings js fluff at the end but a bit ooc?? i think???
word count: 1.9k
a/n: hi!! ik im late but happy new years!! i wanted to post earlier but i have no idea what to write :sob: if u have any requests pls send i need ideas
youâve always hated Satoru Gojo. the day you met him you knew youâd never want to be around him. his persistent grossly inflated ego and cocky attitude always had your gears grinding. the way he seemed to somehow develop a crush on you despite you never saying a single kind or loving word to him is beyond you. he has no shame in trying to flirt with the girl that not only has no interest in him, but also openly hates him. no matter how many people are around heâll always go out of his way to bother you. everytime you hear him speak you think about how fucking lucky he is to be the strongest, if he wasnât you wouldâve taken care of him and his attitude already.Â
you werenât shy to make this opinion known, even straight to his face. all your classmates seemed to understand and even agree, everyone except for gojo of course, who always persisted that he is the âbest person everâ and that ânobody can hate himâ. your friend utahime seemed to really enjoy listening to your long, harsh rants about him, reminding you that your not alone in your detest for gojo.Â
Today you had what seemed to be a start to a good morning, until you were informed you had a mission to attend to the very next day. that news alone obviously wasnât enough to ruin your mood, you had missions all the time, it was normal. this mission however was not only a special grade curse, but it was also assigned to just you and gojo.Â
âman, that sucks..â shoko sighs, patting your shoulder. after explaining and ranting about your situation you felt a bit better, but still didnât change the fact that youâd be out overnight, possibly for two nights, alone on a mission with gojo. you groan in frustration just at the thought. âdonât you ever think youâre being a bit hard on him, y/n?â his best friend piped up. he just happened to be passing by and eavesdropping on your conversation. âwell of course youâd defend him.â you roll your eyes as suguru laughs.Â
to be completely fair, maybe you were a bit harsh when it came to gojo. but that didnât matter to you when all he does is put his face in your business 24/7, attempting to flirt while simultaneously pushing your buttons whenever he gets the chance and only laying off when you get annoyed enough to actually scare him away. âi wouldnât have to hate him so much if he wasnât so annoying.â you shrug, feeling completely justified in every word youâve said. suguru nods understandingly as he considers your words. he does know that gojo can most certainly be a handful.
the day of the mission arrives and youâre up early, getting ready and packing your bag to set out on the mission. with your extra time you decide to keep yourself calm by reading a book youâve had on your to-read list for waaayyy too long. it was nice until you realized gojo was late, then you were back in your grumpy mood waiting on him. âhi y/n!! are you ready for our honeymoon together??â gojo waves enthusiastically, his loud voice was already starting to irritate you, along with him unapologetically showing up an hour after the established meeting time. âyouâre late.âÂ
âi had stuff to do.â gojo frowned, but you know all too well he had absolutely nothing to do. the day is gonna be too long to keep arguing with him, so you decide to be the bigger person for once and begin to make your way to your next destination without saying a word to him. âwooow! youâre not even gonna say anything to me?? iâm so hurt!!â gojo whines behind you, already managing to piss you off at the beginning of your mission.
the place you were headed to was a building that was rumored to be haunted. supposedly it had been involved in a lot of accidents in the area. people last being seen near the house before going missing, car accidents in the area, reported âweird activityâ inside the house. it was enough to have the curse inside deemed a special grade, which meant the two of you needed to focus on this mission and you know gojo isnât gonna do that.
after a long ass train ride that felt like it was gonna go on forever because of gojos endless talking, the two of you made it to the house. it was much older than all other houses on the street and was visibly abandoned and overgrown. the immense amount of cursed energy coming from inside was a bit intimidating, even for you, and made you a bit tense, which did not go unnoticed. âyou really scared of some little house?â gojo teased, which took you out of your train of thought. âobviously iâm not scared. iâve dealt with worse.â you lied through your teeth. of course youâre not gonna reveal that youâre actually trembling in your boots.
âthat things no match for me! since youâre soooo scared, why donât you sit this one out and let me take care of it, princess? i'd hate to see your pretty face get hurt,â truth is, gojo can tell just as well as you can that this curse was no joke. he knows youâre powerful and could probably handle something like this on your own but he doesnât wanna risk it. seeing you get messed up by a curse while heâs there to protect you, heâd never forgive himself! âno thanks.â you reply dryly, walking up to the house and heading inside.Â
the presence of the curse inhabiting that house was just as, if not even more intense than it was from the outside and honestly unlike anything youâd dealt with at that point, which is probably why it was able to catch you off guard. you hadnât even been able to get a glimpse of it before it had you on the floor, across the room and unconscious.Â
waking up, it felt like you had been asleep for decades. at first you were happy to be in your bed, until you realized it wasnât your bed. your head hurt like hell, it felt like your brain was too big for your skull and wanted to break free. the lights in the room blaring in your eyes didnât help. you tried to sit up, suddenly feeling waves of pain along your weakened body. when you were able to sit up, the one person you were hoping not to see was looking out the window and had been alerted by the sound of bedsheets shuffling.
âhi y/n!!!â he yells excitedly, getting up and bringing his chair to sit beside you. âi totally saved your ass! that cursed fucked you up bad!â gojo laughs at you. under normal circumstances you wouldnât be amused by his antics, but especially now it was even more upsetting. for one, you were embarrassed. the man you hate most watched you get absolutely folded by some random ass curse. and on top of that he had to save you and bring you back afterwards. the realization made your blood run cold and you couldnât even be bothered to look him in the eyes. you hear him lightly sigh in response to your silence.
The switch in his demeanor was sudden when he can visually see on your face how hurt you are, physically and emotionally. âi know your head probably hurts. i got you some advil.â you finally look up at gojo, before looking down at the bedside table to see a little bottle of advil and a glass of water. âthe water had ice in it but.. it melted.â as you graciously take the advil and gulp down the water like you hadnât drank for days, you think about the amount of time that mustâve passed, evident by the pinkish hue of the sky and the bright orange sunlight shining through the window and onto the floor.Â
after finishing the glass of water and setting it down you sat in silence, your lightly bandaged arms lying in from of you. you decide to appreciate the silence, as normally gojo would be laughing and teasing to no end. and after a catastrophic mission like this? being knocked cold out for hours? you thought you wouldnât hear the end of it from him, but surprisingly you hadnât heard a word. âis the advil working?â
âit hasnât even been 10 minutes.â you hiss at him, instantly missing the peace and quiet. you take a quick look at gojo, noticing the unusual darkness of his bright blue eyes and the way his hair is somehow messier than it usually is. he almost looks like heâs been through war even though you know that isnât the case. he probably made light work out of that damn curse. âremember what i said..? about not forgiving myself if i couldnt protect you?â
"you did not say that." you actually look up at him but his gaze is focused on the floor in front of him. âi know you hate me and all but.. i really care for you, yâknow? you had me kinda worried.â he somewhat laughs to himself but not the same way he usually does.
âsorry.â is all you can whisper out. âthank you for saving me, though.â as much as you want to be nice to him for saving your life, the way his demeanor changes when your gratefulness strokes his ego makes you regret it. âyeah, i know. iâm awesome. donât i deserve a reward?â gojos eyes light up again, continuously making you regret being kind to him for once. but at the same time, considering his sweeter words to you, youâll humor him. âwhat kinda reward?â you roll your eyes playfully. âhmmmm⊠i think i deserveeeâŠ.â gojo pretends to think hard, putting his hand to his chin. âa kiss!!â the slight smile on your face instantly melts, which in turn causes gojo to start pouting and whining like a child. âdonât look at me like that! i saved your life and patched you up and all iâm asking for is a kiss!!â
âi donât want to kiss you.â gojos jaw drops as he genuinely looks shocked by your blatant statement. âwhat!? how could you not want to kiss me?! you owe me your life!!â all you can do is sigh and cross your arms, which leads gojo to using a different avenue to convince you. âpleeeaseee baby? one kiss wonât hurtâŠâ the look he gave you can only be described as the same one a sad kitten would give you when they want you to give them food. his face almost makes you feel bad for your mean words since he looks like heâll genuinely cry if you donât agree to kiss him. âfine. one kiss. hurry up.â gojos face lights up in a way youâve never seen before, a big smile across his face as he practically lounges onto the bed beside you. he swiftly places a hand around your waist while the other picks up your legs and places them on his lap. âcan you slow down! i said one kiss. not whatever this is.âÂ
âit will be one kiss! or maybe two? i donât care, iâve been waiting for this!â before you can say a word, he already has his lips on yours. you couldnât deny that he was a good kisser. suddenly everything and everyone melted away and it was just the two of you, your hands on his chest and his around your waist. you kinda wanted it to stay like this, in a weird twisted way you never thought youâd feel with a man like gojo.
i think this would make the perfect prequel to a cute fic if anyone wants a pt 2!! js lmk!!
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â„ JEALOUSY - MEGUMI FUSHIGURO
pairing: Megumi x reader (no pronouns mentioned)
contents: megumi is a bit jealous đ€
word count: 0.4k
a/n: first post YIIPPEEE
Megumi Fushiguro watches as a random man across the restaurant flirts with you. He watches as you giggle with him and take his phone from his hand, typing quickly, before handing it back. He watches as you wave him goodbye before walking back to your shared table. He feels sick to his stomach, his appetite now gone and he has no idea why. He knows you would never cheat on him, especially not right in front of him. He knows that. Yet watching another man flirt with you made him feel physically sick in a way he couldn't describe. âWho was that?â Megumi asks before you can even sit back down.
âNo idea, he just asked for my numberâ you shrug, not thinking much of it. âI saw you laughing though, was he flirting with you? Did you give him your number? Do you want me t-âÂ
âWoah, woaahh, calm down buddy,â you interrupt, not used to him getting so worked up so fast âIt is not that serious, I was just being polite.â you try to calm him down. âCould've politely turned him downâŠâ he mumbles under his breath. You hate when he does that. You turn to face him, noticing his cheeks flushing and his persistent eye contact avoiding. âHe was kind so I didn't wanna hurt his feelings or whatever. it truly wasnât that deep.â He finally looks at you. His eyebrows furrow and a small pout on his face as he looks back down to the menu on the table after a moment. Anything to avoid eye contact while his cheeks felt like they were on fire. âI know..â he almost whispers, beginning to fumble with his hands. âI just⊠I didnât like watching him flirt with youâŠâ somehow his cheeks begin to feel even hotter and he can feel your teasing gaze on him. âAwww are you jealous megumi?â you coo at him, placing your hands on his strong arms. âIâm not.âÂ
âAre you sureee??â you move closer to him as your grin gets wider at his silence while he continues to look as far away from you as possible âI donât know.â he sighs in defeat, looking down at his fidgeting hands. "maybe."
âAww my big jealous baby,â you use your hand to bring his face closer to you for a kiss on his cheek. âIll make sure to block him if he tries to contact me, okay baby? Would that make you feel better?â he rolls his eyes, acting like he hates when you baby him but in reality he looovess it âyeahâŠâ he sighs
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