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'𝗁𝖾𝗒… 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝗓𝗂𝖾?'

'𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗁?'

'𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖾, 𝗄𝖺𝗒?'

'𝗄'

Pairings: Megumi Fushiguro + reader

Sorcerer au, angst, not proof read

This is my first ever fic/work of writing! Feedback/constructive criticism is welcome, but please be nice! xx

inspired by; Die First - Nessa Barrett

The door to your dorm creaked open, the familiar sound haunting in the middle of the night. You immediately jolted up and headed towards the bleeding boy with his head hanging low. Megumi never went to Shoko whenever he came back from his missions, he always and only came to you.

Without any words being spoken, as none were needed, you sat him down on the couch dabbing disinfectant on his wounds and wrapping them with bandages. Megumi didn’t need to see your face to know that you were upset with him, didn't need to listen to your usual scoldings. He couldn’t bear to meet your gaze, just in case he saw your tears. You sat next to him for a while, before the silence became suffocating.

"Megs, we can't keep doing this"

Megumi doesn't respond, instead hanging his head lower and fidgeting with the torn ends of his uniform jacket.

"I can't keep patching you up just for you to and get hurt again"

"That’s our job, [name]" His voice comes out soft, and it stings you how calm he is.

"I know it is, but you don’t have to keep taking such dangerous missions. Especially by yourself-"

"Are you doubting me?" His voice comes out rough around the edges, as if he isn't sure he said the right thing or not. You turn to him in disbelief, disappointed that he still won't look at you

"Of course not! I'm.. I'm worried about you megs" You reach your hand to his cheek, turning his head gently so he finally looks at you. He frowns, leaning into your touch.

"I know, I'm sorry"

That’s all it took for you to forgive him. Until it happened again. And again. And again.

After a mission with a grade one curse, you had to rush Megumi back to Shoko, knowing your first aid skills and rct wasn't enough to help. He spent the next few days in bed, with you right beside him the whole time. When he did finally wake up, you were so relieved you almost cried, instead scolding him for being so reckless. He only laughed.

"You didn't need to stay here and wait for me to wake up [name]. I'm fine, seriously."

He probably didn't mean it to hurt you, but it most definitely did. So much so you finally snapped.

"You don't understand Megumi! Every time you come to my dorm late at night wounded and bleeding.. It breaks me. I have to be the one to see you barely breathing. I have to be the one to.."

You can't help it, tears are falling, obstructing your vision of the dangerously handsome but oblivious boy in front of you. Months of pent up feelings finally escape your lips, and you can't tell if you're glad or guilty you're finally telling him.

"Someone dies or someone gets hurt Megs.. But if one of us dies…I hope I die first-"

"Don’t say that"

"Its true"

"Shut up [name] Neither of us are dying."

For the next few weeks, you and Megumi rarely talked. You were hurt from how he dismissed your feelings, and he was confused about how he really felt.

Megumi was worried about you too. He felt the same whenever you came back from missions, and he'd be worried even if you got a little scratch. He'd never tell you that though.

He wish he did. He regretted everything now. Every argument, every injury, every time he ignored your pleas.

Sitting beside your broken, doll-like body, lifeless in Shoko's clinic after an encounter with a special grade. He can hear yelling outside the door, probably Gojo complaining that he was told it was just a grade 2 curse, or Yuji and Nobara wailing. He should be crying too, so why isn’t he?

"I hope I die first"

Megumi slams his fist onto the counter you lay on, your pretty voice echoing in his head. A comparison to your pale sleeping face.

"Dammit [name]…"

Megumi thinks back to all the times you looked at him, worrying it would be the last. He wishes he could turn back time. Be more careful. Be more sincere, and take better care of the one person he cared about. The one person he thinks he loved.

"I can't live without you"

a/n: hii! thanks for reading if you did get this far. This is my first ever fanfic/ x reader piece of writing +public piece lol so yes i know its not amazing! I've had this idea for a long time and wanted to give it a go bringing it to life! Thanks sm @lvrs4nxna for giving me inspo and motivation for me to actually do this haha

@kezzy101 - please don't steal my work! thanks x