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ding!

. . . fushiguro megumi + gojo satoru. too young to be singing the blues.

note. used the recent chapter 230 leaks as reference + spoilers for the manga franchise ahead.

“how is he?”

“he’s well . . he’s still recovering, and hasn’t woken up yet.”

your eyes vaguely gloss over as you take in megumi’s state. his body lay unconscious on the hospital bed, showing not much sign of progress. the slow, rhythmic beeping of the medical equipment that aided his recovery reverberated around the room—and it rang in your ears like an endless gong. you were afraid of what could happen to his vital signs the moment you tended to your other patients.

satoru nods, softly closing the door. his usually beaming, carefree mood is dampened to nothing but a worried, exhausted feeling that eats him away bit by bit. you’ve never seen him be this genuine with his emotions after the major events that took place, but could you really blame him? the kid got lost being a vessel for the king of curses and had to endure his formidable power, almost losing his own life and what’s left of his soul in the process.

“could you open the blinds a bit?” you asked quietly, studying the nurses’ recent reports on megumi’s condition. “megs always scolds me when i rarely let the light in our house.” a bitter sigh escaped your lips as you remembered the memory. “the kid thinks i’m turning into a vampire when he sees me all cooped up in my office.”

satoru chuckles at that, and he does as he’s requested. “i remember.”

. . .

“do you think he’ll wake up?”

a deafening pause followed. neither of you two—or any other medical professional out there in the big, wide world—could really provide a definite answer. but still, someone had to ask what the other thought. to navigate through a raging sea of thoughts and feelings that could drown someone, communication had not always been your forte in the relationship, but now that the storm’s been calmed—even for the briefest of moments—you and satoru wanted to be honest with each other.

cut the bullshit; disregard the thought of not wanting to burden one another.

“i don’t know,” you answer truthfully, and your voice wavers as you do so. “but i won’t ever lose hope that one day he’ll be awake, asking me what i’ll be making for breakfast because i know he wants something specific for that day. . . just like he used to.”

“mm, yeah,” he agrees, observing you take a seat on the opposite side of megumi’s bed, opposite of satoru. “he’s a tough kid,” he says, his hand fiddling with the cold metal bar. “he got that from you, y’know?”

you roll your eyes at his comment. “really? and he got his hardheadedness from you.” you murmur, glancing at megumi who’s still unresponsive. “he could get a bit reckless with his missions, too. guess who he got that from.”

“hey!” satoru pouts slightly, but it’s all to lighten the situation. “well, you know. . . megumi’s keen on his surroundings and often— what’s the word? he picks things up easily.”

“really, you two being reckless would cause me to age thirty times faster.”

“come on, that’s not true.”

“it is.”

“if that’s the case, how old are you now, then?”

“physically, i’m twenty-nine. mentally, i think i’m in my late sixties.”

“wow, ok. you’re an elderly person now,” he cheekily smiled. “does that mean we’ll see you in the priority lanes at fast food establishments?”

you gave him a glare. “whatever, gojo satoru.”

“ooh, using my full name? i think i made the old-timer mad.”

“shut up!” you chuckled.

“i should turn down the ac,” satoru says, arranging a new bouquet of megumi’s favorite flowers on the displayed vase. “yuuji and the others visited earlier this afternoon, and it’s safe to say that they’re still hoping for your fast recovery.”

no response.

he quietly sighed, turning down the air conditioner’s thermostat just a bit. “you hate it when the room’s too cold, right? you always wanted to stay in whenever winter got too cold for your liking.”

once again, he’s met with just the occasional beeping of megumi’s medical equipment.

it’s been a year and a half, and there’s still not much news.

“you’re early, ‘toru.” satoru looks at you as you enter the room.

and the first thing he greets you with is, “you look like shit.” not even a simple, “hey” or “have you eaten?” really, he had to greet you with that?

you contemplate whether you should smack him with the wooden clipboard you’re holding. and so you did, smacking it against his side playfully. satoru, ever the dramatic lover, whines as he soothes the area you hit.

“hello to you, too.”

“hmph.” he crosses his arms over his chest. “can you believe this, megumi? they’re being mean to me again. it just slipped, ok? i think you’re a very hardworking doctor, and your job is very admirable. love you.”

“don’t act all lovey-dovey with me,” you told him, sitting next to megumi’s bed. “you still haven’t washed the dishes.”

“i did!”

“whatever you say.”

satoru slumps on the spot on the opposite side of you. “have you finished your rounds?”

“yeah,” you answer, leaning your head on the cold side rail. “i think i’m going to get a quick shut-eye before i take on another shift.”

“really, you need to get some sleep. stop taking on more work than your body and mind can handle,” he frowned. “why don’t we go home and come back tomorrow?”

“no, no.” you yawn. “i . . .”

there was a pause, and satoru thought you had already fallen asleep.

“i want to be here when he wakes up. megumi might wake up and become worried that he’s all alone, no? or he might panic— i . . . don’t want to go home, satoru.”

because home is where satoru and megumi is.

he nods, deciding not to go against it. “alright, i’ll stay here with you, then.”

“mm. don’t you have work tomorrow?”

“don’t worry, i’ll handle it.” satoru stood up, draping his trenchcoat over your figure and giving you a reassuring side hug as he knelt beside you. “get some sleep, yeah?” he murmurs, placing a kiss on your shoulder. “we’ll be here when megumi wakes up. promise.”

the room is dimly lit by the moonlight that filters through the windows, illuminating softly against megumi’s skin. he stirs awake and blinks slowly through his half-asleep daze. he felt exhausted, and could barely move his head or his hands. uncomfortable with how lethargic he was and the environment he was in, he became worried.

what happened?

where was he?

was everyone okay?

was he okay?

at the feeling of a warm hand on either of his, his eyes glanced over to see who they belonged to.

yours and satoru’s, over megumi’s undoubtedly cold ones.

you had your head on the vacant portion of the bed, and satoru leaned on the side rail, both of you sleeping peacefully. safe and unharmed.

and it’s almost surprising how quickly he felt reassured. a feeble attempt at smiling is made, and megumi relaxes—he’s safe; he’s fine, because he had the two people who cared most about him by his side in his frailest moment. megumi thinks that he’s reverted back to his seven-year-old state, where he feels absolutely embarrassed to even tell you or satoru that he’s had an awful dream.

nevertheless, he’s content with this.

he’s home, after all.

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#syren.recs #UMMM PAY FOR MY THERAPY BILLS RN ???? #sobbing crying throwing up i love this 😭😭😭

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COLD HANDS (megumi f.) !

features: megumi fushiguro

contents: tw. death. major character death. reader death. character pov. blood. descriptions of wounds. is set in shibuya, but no spoilers. grief. mutual pining. hurt no comfort. angst. i'm sorry. 0.4k words.

notes: jjk angst has me in a chokehold, i'm sorry mutuals.

megumi fushiguro wished that he had told you sooner.

he wishes he held your hand, squeezing it in his own. he wishes that he had actually given you those flowers instead of hiding them behind his back when he saw you. he wishes that he didn’t snatch his phone away with such a scowl.

megumi fushiguro wishes that you had died knowing he loves you. and he wishes he had lived with you knowing he loves you. because he still does.

even now, as she sees your body motionless on the ground of the shibuya train station, a splat of blood from your side. megumi fushiguro allows himself to delude the chance that you might live as he falls to your side, clutching your hand for the first time in his.

your hands are so cold now, nothing like he remembers. they’re sticky with drying blood, the air hangs heavy with the permeating sense of iron. megumi fushiguro holds your hand bruisingly tight, but it’s okay: because you can’t feel the pain anymore.

he wishes that he had said those three words to you, instead of turning away and pretending not to hear when you whisper them. he wishes he didn’t hide his blush in the collar of his uniform. he wishes that he had allowed himself to be vulnerable.

now, he finally is. but it doesn’t matter because you’re dead. you can’t even experience it as the words you lived life so desperately wishing to hear him say fall from his lips like a desperate prayer. “i love you… i’ve always loved you…” he whispers, voice shaking as warm, salty tears sting the cuts scattered along his face.

for just a moment, he swears your hand tightens around his ever-so faintly.

but megumi fushiguro doesn’t have time to cry, he doesn’t even have time to take your body back to jujutsu tech. all he can do is send word to the windows and hope they get there before a curse defiles your corpse.

he leaves a part of him with you, but this time, that emptiness is not filled with the bell-like sound of your laughter. only a chilling silence.

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#syren.recs #hi this hurt so bad #megumi angst ☹️☹️☹️ #this was so well written though omg

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aomine has Seven by Jung Kook on repeat rn change my mind

#syren.rbs #i do in fact believe in this

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SYREN ???????

hi mari 😁😁 it’s been a hot minute HOW HAVE U BEEN

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OH couple more things i’ll be updating my dni/bug and about me posts so check those for any new info!

um hello. i’m back on this hellsite

long story short life stuff happened and whatever motivation i had to write was squashed away so i kinda left a lot of my drafts rot in my notes app or on here for the past two years. school kept me busy but now that i’ve graduated i have lots more free time to write and let my brain relish in the world of fiction (fancy of describing escapism but yeah!)

also i’ve gotten back into jjk since the new season has been airing and i forgot how much i love writing and thinking about my favs. i definitely won’t be on here as much as i used to be, but if i have a fic or hcs i want to share on here then i will do so. definitely will not be constantly writing like i used to since i start college in a couple of weeks and maybe life will suck me back into its hellhole

for now though enjoy these works!

- syren <3

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um hello. i’m back on this hellsite

long story short life stuff happened and whatever motivation i had to write was squashed away so i kinda left a lot of my drafts rot in my notes app or on here for the past two years. school kept me busy but now that i’ve graduated i have lots more free time to write and let my brain relish in the world of fiction (fancy of describing escapism but yeah!)

also i’ve gotten back into jjk since the new season has been airing and i forgot how much i love writing and thinking about my favs. i definitely won’t be on here as much as i used to be, but if i have a fic or hcs i want to share on here then i will do so. definitely will not be constantly writing like i used to since i start college in a couple of weeks and maybe life will suck me back into its hellhole

for now though enjoy these works!

- syren <3

#if anyone was wondering #yeah so that happened

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ok im back frfr

hi again 🧍‍♀️

#school is kicking my ass but whats new #i miss being here so im back 😁

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ill be active more on my other blog @saeslvur

#ill try to write smth there again #i have 4 drafts ... lets try finish one!

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hi long time no speak 😁😁😁😁😁

#syren.halftime🎙️ #its beeeeeeen #like 6 months or smth since i posted smth here #im not dead! #alive but im dead 😍 #senioritis is hitting so hard #i miss being here it was so fun #anyways #hru guys i missed all of u

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UR RIGHT AT LEAST WE'RE STILL CLASSMATES 😭🫶🏼 im lwk sad i didn't get the wordle one but also i've witnessed so much tswift apolitical to political performative activism lyrics twitter discourse that i'm #LOADED with information

YESSS LETS GO BFF I KNOW YOULL MAKE A GOOD PRESENTATION W UR TAYLOR SWIFT TOPIC 😈

#syren.asks #the wordle one yas im acc living for this

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WE’RE NOT ON THE SAME SUMMER TEAM :( - k

I SAW

#syren.asks #DEVASTED FR #BUT AT LEAST WE GET TO TAKE THIS CLASS TGT SO YAY IG ???

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SCREAM, I WAS GONNA FO MINE ON BLUE LOCK but then i rmbed that u mentioned doing it on that so i was like let's do smth else - k

LMAO OUR BRAINS 🤝 they’re smth else bro

also mini surprise for u if u see me at ucf on wednesday then 😏

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i saw ur post wow twins im also doing enrichment 5 i decided to go with the whole 'fiction affecting reality' thing for the non-traditional path 🫶🏼🫶🏼 do u have any plan on what ur gonna do for it - k

surprise surprise i did mine on blue lock LMFAO 😭 sorry i literally could not think of anything else (i finished it yesterday today is just peace)

#syren.asks #ive binged almost all of dr stone s1

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navi ! <3

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#hi im back #sortve #explanation maybe ??? #it’s summer break though so WOOOOOO #last summer until senior year baybee

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HELLO I MISS YOU AND I LOVE U AND I HOPE UR DOING WELL 💗💗 - k

HII KHAN I MISS U SO MUCH TOO (ALSO VIV DOES TO SHE WAS TEXTING ME AB U A WHILE AGO 😭)

i have. so much. to tell you when you come back 😭😭😭

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BAE UNBLOCK ME I MISS YOU

what happen to my mental abuse bff 🥺🥺 did it go away /j

ok tell viv to unblock me too she’s doodoo

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TELL VIVVY WIVVY HI I MISS HER TOO 💔

I TOLD HER AND BE PREPARED FOR A SURPRISE FROM HER 😈😈