#ac.sliceoflife

Hҽʂιƚαƚισɳ !

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "friends to lovers ! friends to lovers! friends to lovers ! or, bachira has been your friend since childhood, and while he cant deny his romantic feelings for you now that you were older; you certainly try to deny yours"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Bachira Meguru x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 2.9k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Slice of Life/Drama/Rom] fluff, eventual smut, eventual angst(maybe), sex jokes lol what else do college boys do (characters are aged up) ★ 01 . 02

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the door to your apartment swung open with a bang, there stood meguru in the entrance, standing proudly with a plastic bag.

“oh honey i’m home!” his sing-song voice got a middle finger from you and a groan from isagi, nagi, and kunigami. the four of you were sat on the floor, table moved out of the way to make space for the project the five of you were working on. 

“meguru what did i tell you about playing house in my apartment,” you said sarcastically. you weren’t upset over your friends long running joke. you were annoyed that it took him near an hour to grab supplies from a dollar store. 

“you said we could only play when we were alone in your bed,” megumi gave you an animated frown, shaking his head as he closed the door behind him. your eyes bulged at his comment as kunigami choked on his water. meguru yelped as you threw a pillow at him in retaliation, ignoring your threats as he tossed the bag on the ground next to you before heading to the fridge. 

“guys we’re not fucking,” you said to the three other men sitting across from you. isagi was too busy helping kunigami recover to really be listening and nagi preoccupied with whatever game he was playing on his phone. 

“of course you’re not bachira is the biggest virgin i know,” nagi stated as fact, eyes never leaving his screen.

“hey!” megurus interjection from the kitchen made you laugh, only to be cut short when meguru ran to grab the pillow you previously threw at you to absolutely chuck it towards the back of your head. you shot him a mock glare before turning back to the project at hand.

“okay no more talk about megurus virginity- we need to get this done before i pass out from exhaustion,” meguru hummed in amusement, grabbing your last can of soda before presuming his spot between you and kunigami. 

“well we could’ve started about three hours ago if you werent asleep,” kunigami said, shooting you an annoyed glance before rummaging through the bag meguru had tossed. 

“i was tired,” you defended yourself, squinting your eyes at the orange haired man.

“yea she was tired,” meguru came to your defense, but it sounded more like he was mocking you. ignoring megurus presence all together, you open up your laptop, looking for the criteria for this obscure project.  

“what even is the project anyway,” nagi spoke from behind his phone, earning alarmed stares from everyone else. it took him a minute to even notice eyes were on him, the newfound silence being what gave it away. “im just kidding,” he said in hopes of calming all of you down, even setting his phone aside to pretend he was analyzing the supplies. 

“we’re doomed,” isagi said shortly, running a hand through his hair. 

“why are there trojan condoms in the bag,” kunigami damn near shouted. you all turned to meguru who just sat there with a dumb smile on his face. 

“i told you guys y/n said we could only play house alone in her-” you pushed your hand into his face, knocking him over. “i was joking, the condoms are for the project.” he stated simply, seemingly unbothered by the scrutinizing looks you all gave him. “what its supposed to be about human nature right? whats more human than sex?” he shrugged his shoulders, looking at you guys as if you were the weird ones for not understanding. 

“we’re not using that,” isagi said quickly, shutting the idea down entirely.

“no no he’s on to something,” nagi mused, enjoying the slightly chaotic energy in the room. meguru blew a kiss at nagi, happy someone was backing him up. “i change my mind,” nagi immediately says, staring a meguru with a blank face before picking up his phone and continuing his game. 

“how about we just work on it tomorrow,” you offered lightly, furrowing your brows in concern when isagi gasped as if you just suggested they sacrifice a new born baby and use that as the project. 

“im not getting a zero on a fucking posterboard project by working on it last minute,” isagi murmured, snatching your laptop to look at the assignment himself. 

“well we’re obviously not getting anything done now. maybe tomorrow we’ll all be a bit more… put together,” to be honest, you just didnt feel like working on it right now. your sleep schedule had gotten worse than usual and you had, no offense to them, more important things to work on. this small community project was on the bottom of your to-do list at the moment. isagi and kunigami glanced at each other wearily, seeming to be the only two people who actually cared about getting it done. “or me, nagi, and meguru each pay you 30 bucks for you guys to do it,” you took advantage of nagi’s selective listening to make that offer and was extremely relieved when meguru didnt object. “and i give you my amazon gift card and let you use my prime account to buy actual supplies,”

“okay deal,” isagi nodded, also aware of nagi not really agreeing. but since he was silent, that was complacency by default in his eyes. giving you your laptop back, isagi got up, followed by kunigami as they grabbed their stuff and the flimsy posterboard that sat empty for the last two hours. 

once isagi and kunigami said their goodbyes, you got up from your spot on the floor, making your way to the kitchen with the intent of making lunch. 

“honey could you be a dear and make me a sandwich,” meguru asked in a mocking tone when we saw you grab a loaf of bread.

“go fuck yourself,” you responded, searching through the fridge for anything that looked appetizing. megurus exaggerated noise of despair is what brought nagi out of his game, looking at meguru with pure judgement. 

“you’re so loud,” he deadpanned, before noticing that two of his friends were no longer there. 

“they left,” meguru said, completely ignoring nagis critique. nagi took that as a cue to leave considering isagi was his ride. with a quick goodbye to you and megumi, nagi was rushing out the door, trying to call isagi and praying they hadnt left him.

now it was just you and meguru, with him sitting on the floor of your living room as he watched you try to concoct a meal. you sighed from behind the kitchen island, making a mental note to remind your roomates that you guys desperately needed to go grocery shopping. 

despite the banter, you had no qualms with meguru staying behind. he was your closest friend, having known him since elementary school. it was a happy accident that after being separated for years, you somehow ended up at the same college. 

“stop telling people we fucked,” you said absently as you search your cabinets when you heard meguru make his way over to the kitchen. 

“whats wrong with that,” 

you shot him a confused look before turning back to rummage through your mostly empty cupboards. 

“we havent?” your voice echoed slightly as you peered in, standing on your toes in hope a four course meal would materialize on the shelf.

“well we could change that,”

you pivoted on your heels being met with a similarly shocked face from the guy who just said those exact words. you shook your head, chalking it up to another one of his jokes.

“stop joking like that,” you pressed your hands onto the counter, desperately trying to come up with something to eat. you were starving. 

“it wasnt a joke,” megurus face made it seem like he was more shocked by his response than you were. quickly turning away and trying to act busy looking for his phone, meguru left you wondering if he was telling the truth. your face grew warm as you really thought about your words. he was your childhood friend, you missed a few years of his life but it was apparent now that he’s grown up well. 

fortunately, or well unfortunately for you, your stomach grumbled loud enough to get you out of your thoughts. you took it as a sign from your body to not entertain the idea of fucking your best friend any longer.

“if youre here for food im sorry to disappoint,” you were trying to cut off the last conversation, turning it to something easier to talk about. 

“no i’m here for you,” he looked at you as if that much was obvious, and it was a bit disorienting. you were used to his crude humor and blunt speech but this was different. you guys were pretty comfortable in your friendship up until this point, at least thats what you thought.

“well im about to go get something to eat,” you averted his gaze, grabbing a hoodie and slipping on your shoes. meguru followed suit, a bright smile on his face as you rummaged through your pockets for your keys. 

“yay dinner with the missus,” you rolled your eyes, trying to hold back a laugh as you opened the door, feeling him follow behind you.

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2:12am kunigami !!: absolutely slumped 2:12am kunigami !!: [sent 1 attachment] 2:13am pinky boy: y/n's gonna kill you when she sees that 2:15am kunigami !!: ill survive trust 2:16am ultimate gamer: theyre def kissing on the side

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you were knocked out on kunigamis couch, a small gathering amongst friends turned sleepover once someone(reo) brought alcohol. you were curled into the corner of the couch, a blanket drapped over you. now that alone wasnt anything out of the ordinary, not something kunigami would risk getting his eyes gouched out for a singular photo. it was the fact that your head has resting on megurus lap. his head rested on your hip at what looked like an uncomfortable angle as he slept. 

there were jokes and side comments about you two secretly dating and you were always the one to deny them, meguru stepping aside and pleading the fifth every time. but the current state you were in was just another piece of evidence to confirm your friends suspicions. 

the night was basically over at the point, most of the other people either leaving or grabbing blankets themselves. 

what woke you up hours later was the smell of breakfast cooking. having been living off of instant ramen and takeout for the past couple weeks, the smell of a home cooked meal practically made your soul fly over to the smell like a cartoon. 

your eyebrows twitched as your hangover made itself known. with a groan you shifted on the couch, for the most part remembering where you were until you realized whatever ‘pillow’ you were laying on felt weird. your eyes shot open and you were met with a calm meguru scrolling on his phone. realizing you were laying on his lap, you shot up, swirling your head as you surveyed your surroundings. 

kunigami was in the kitchen, flipping something over the stove while wearing the stupid ‘kiss the chef’ apron meguru had gotten him as a gag secret santa gift. you tossed the blanket off of you, not awake enough to form words let alone coherent thoughts. 

“hey im cold,” meguru said with no real annoyance as he reached over and grabbed the blanket, putting on a show as he tossed it over his legs. 

“my head hurts,” you mumbled, bringing a hand up to shield your eyes from the bright light. meguru wordlessly reached for the bottle of advil on the coffee table, grabbing his water bottle you gifted him and handing you both. you mumbled a thanks, before tossing the pills into your mouth and absolutely chugging the water. your hand patted the couch cushions around you, looking for your phone.

“its charging in the kitchen,” meguru said without looking up from his own screen, earning a snicker from kunigami who watched the whole situation unfold. you wanted to shoot daggers at him via your eyes, but alas the searing pain right behind them rendered your temper useless. plus he was cooking breakfast and whether or not he was cooking just for himself, you planned to try to snag some. 

getting up from the couch you felt meguru lift a hand to your hip, helping you steady yourself. its something you wouldnt normally bat an eye at, even thanking him for the help. but now that kunigami was staring at you it felt different. 

averting kunigamis ever intensive gaze, you grabbed your phone from the kitchen counter. scrolling through your notifications. not much stood out and you were going to put your phone back down and let charge a little longer until meguru spoke up, much to kunigamis dismay. 

he knew youd see the picture eventually but would have preferred if you werent where his knives were when you did. 

“kunigami sent something funny in the group chat,”

“youre getting no pancakes,” kunigami shouted at megurus betrayal, pointing the whisk in his hand towards the giggly boy on his couch. you looked at kunigami and then meguru, and then kunigami again with raised suspicion. keeping your eyes on the orange-haired man, you unlocked your phone, scrolling through unimportant messages until you found what meguru was definitely were talking about. 

there you were, napping with meguru and looking completely at peace. you felt your cheeks warm as you read the following messages, squinting at kunigami. luckily for him, you were tired and in too much pain to do anything drastic.

“i’ll give you meguru’s pancakes if you let me live,”

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3:34pm loser </3: can i come over 3:40pm you: im out rn 3:41pm loser </3: out doing what...... 3:43pm you: eating lunch with my mom 3:43pm loser </3: tell mom i said hi 3:47pm you: she said to stop bothering us while we're eating 3:48pm loser </3: UR LYING 3:48pm loser </3: ill text her and find out myself . 3:48pm loser </3: gmfu 3:49pm you: since when do you have my moms number 3:51pm you: STOP TEXTING MY MOM

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“i swear to god if you drop anymore popcorn i will end your life,” 

meguru paused as he was lifting a handful of popcorn out of the bowl, eyes flicking from yours to the ball of popcorn in his hand that was threatening to spill out between his fingers. he blinked twice before quickly shoving the kernels in his mouth, chewing obnoxious and smiling around his stuffed cheeks. 

you stared at him with a glare that carried no anger before turning your attention back to the screen. you had forgotten what you were even watching, bachira having insisted on playing some obscure movie he watched a youtube essay about. 

“can you make some more,” megurus voice was muffled from the sheer amount of popcorn in his mouth, but you understood when you pushed the bowl your way. you shook your head, shoving the bowl back towards him.

“you ate most of it, you can go make more,” you listened to him loudly swallow the last of the popcorn in his mouth before pouting at you. 

“i dont wanna miss the movie.”

“pause it,” 

“no that messes with the vibe,” 

you rolled your eyes, getting up from your couch and taking the bowl from him. walking into the kitchen you grabbed a bag of popcorn and put it in the microwave, leaning over your kitchen island as you waited for it to finish. 

you looked at meguru, he seemed interested in the movie, watching intently. he was pretty, you couldnt deny that. and the way the light from the tv played on his face only added to it. his hair had grown since the last time you saw him before college, the yellow tips just passing his shoulders. a wave of emotions ran through you as he laughed at whatever was happening on screen. he was so sweet, you liked being around him no matter how chaotic it was. you were comfortable around him and you wouldnt trade the relationship you had with him for anything. 

the beep of your microwave and the slightly burnt smell of popcorn brought you back to the present. pouring the popcorn in the bowl, you made your way back to the couch, handing meguru the bowl and plopping back down onto the couch. 

“its burnt,” meguru pointed out despite getting ready to shove another handful in his mouth. you shrugged your shoulders, grabbing a pillow and laying against the arm of the couch, curling into a ball.

“you shouldve made it then,” meguru looked at you, your eyes already back on the screen. there was a sort of airy smile on face, enjoying your time together. he wished youd lay on him instead of that godforsaken pillow, but he would take what he could get. unlike you, he had words for the feelings he had towards you. he was in love with you. and while you were adamant on denying any dating allegations he didnt let it bother him to much. when it came down to it, meguru could be satisfied with just being a friend. he wasnt selfish he’d like to think. he was grateful you liked him at all, it was no problem for him if those feelings were platonic or romantic. but a boy can dream. 

Mσɳʂƚҽɾ Mαʂԋ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "scare!actor bachira appeared in a vision and i had to let it be known or, after being stood up on a date, one scare actor meguru spots you and decides to try to fill the spot"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Bachira M. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 1.7k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Slice of Life] one mention of blood (its fake)(characters are aged up)

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the cold fall breeze did nothing to help your already trembling body. as soon as you stepped out of your house you regretted wearing the tight black dress your date picked out for you. and when you got a message from said date saying he wasnt going anymore when you were already half way to the festival, you regretted it even more. 

you thought about turning back, going home and calling your friends. maybe try to see if there were any parties you all could go to. you wouldve felt bad asking your friends to buy tickets last minute. but you spent a good amount on your ticket and you weren’t about to waste it. 

here you were now, standing in line for a haunted house all by your lonesome. were you a huge fan of haunted houses? no not exactly. but were you about to get every pennys worth of what you paid for? yes of course. you kind of felt stupid about it, feeling a bit stubborn doing this all out of spite. but you weren’t exactly made of money and you had been excited to come here. so you’d persevere. 

meguru strolled out of the ‘crew only’ door, hands in the pockets oh his sweatpants while goosebumps trailed up his arms up until well his t-shirt sleeves ended. observing the ridiculously long line, he silently prayed for his coworkers and hoped their night went… decent.

rummaging through his pockets, meguru grabbed for his earbuds. but he stopped in his tracks when he saw you. arms crossed tightly over your chest as you fidgeted with the hem of your short dress. a smile twitched on the corner of his mouth as he smoothly changed his course, abandoning his walk towards the employee parking lot and making a bee line towards you. he seamlessly slid under the velvet rope, grinning as he stood behind you. 

“what’s a pretty girl like you doing out here by yourself?” 

your eye twitched, twisting around and fully prepared to tell the creep off. but your words faltered when you actually saw megurus face. his smile didnt seem to match what sounded like cat calling. so you relaxed a bit, hoping that continuing this conversation wouldnt end badly.

“being stood up on a date,” you watched as his eyes widened, his smile faltering for just a moment. 

“no shit really?” he barked out a laugh out of surprised. his eyes scanned over you, watching in amusement as you bounced on the balls of your shoes. “damn that sucks.” you scoffed, nodding your head with a less than enthused smile. 

“thanks,” 

“but-” meguru said quickly, taking a step forward when he saw you begin to turn away. “uh if you want i can help you through it, i know the place well,” he said, gesturing to the haunted house youve been waiting to get into for what felt like eons. your eyebrow cocked as you faced him fully, being amused by his attempt to salvage the conversation. 

“are you some kind of adrenaline junkie?” you asked lightly, wondering just how many times he’d gone through it. little did you know it was more than you couldve ever guessed. 

“yes- but im one of the actors here so it would be pretty inconvenient if i didnt know my way around- whats your name? im meguru,” meguru didnt usually tell people about his job. not finding it important enough to talk about most times. was the job fun? most of the time. but it was just an exciting side gig while he made his way through college. but seeing the way your eyes lit up at his words, he felt good about it. 

“you dont look… scary,” you teased, studying megurus features as you moved up the line with him in tow. if you were given a line up of people to guess who were scare actors you probably would’ve picked him last upon first glance. “and its y/n” you added on with a bubbly grin. 

“well yeah i dont have an ax through my chest right now,” he shrugged his shoulders, eyes never leaving yours with a goofy smile on his face. you laughed, a sweet smile settling on your face. you felt like your night was starting to look up just a bit. “but nice to meet you y/n,”

the two of you talked a lot about nothing going through the line. it was surprisingly easy to just chat with him and you hadnt even noticed you were moving with the line until you were basically at the entrance. you looked at meguru with wide eyes when an ear piercing scream could be heard of from inside. 

“dont worry pretty girl i’ll protect you,” he said with a wink, mirroring the smile on your face. as you guys moved towards the entrance, your heart was too busy beating in your ears for you to notice or hear meguru talking to one of his coworkers that were monitoring the line. you were only brought back to reality when meguru linked his arm with yours, rolling his neck. 

meguru usually didnt actually walk through the haunted houses he worked at. the thought of seeing a coworker in the makeup he’s seen been put on them before would probably ruin the mood. but now that he had you, clingly to his side oh so adorably, he was starting to think maybe it would be fun. 

as soon as you walked in you were immediately veiled in eery, cold darkness. adrenaline pumped through your veins as you tried to adjust your vision. you swerved your head, trying to look out for any possible jumpscares. meguru watched as you grew a bit frantic, not wanting to say too much and spoil the fun. there was a faint smile on his lips when he saw you notice the well lit door down the hall. 

while you were relieved, and started making your way to the door, meguru knew that it wasnt the exit. he knew someone was behind that door, patiently waiting for someone like you to open it to jump out and scream. he found your interest in the door amusing considering he was there just a couple hours ago. 

“you might not wanna open that door,” he leaned down to whisper in your ear. he felt bad for ruining the illusion, but you already looked like you were on the brink of collapse and the last thing he wanted was for you to faint. 

you shivered, his warm breath grazing your skin a stark contrast to the cold room you were in. holding on to his arm with both hands now, you let him lead the way, suddenly realizing you were not a fan of haunted houses. 

you got through the majority of the house with almost no incidents. having put your faith into meguru, you screwed your eyes shut. only getting scared by the ambience or someone else’s screams. 

meguru glanced down at you plenty of times as he walked you through. you just looked so cute leaning your head on his with your eyes closed. you had put all your trust in him to get you through and he was going to honor that. 

what meguru didnt know then, was that a bunch of the crew members had been plotting as the two of you walked through, staking out the exit for an impromptu jumpscare. they normally wouldnt do this, they have a job to do after all. but you guys were the last of your grouping so they would have to wait for you to leave before letting more people in anyway. it was sort of a gift to meguru, giving him a scare in a haunted house.

“we’re almost there,” meguru muttered close to your head, his smile growing as he made his way to the exit. your eyes had opened just a bit, relief washing through your body when you could clearly see outside of the haunted house. with a little pep in your step, you sped walked for the exit. 

but that was cut short when a body fell from the roof, almost landing on top of you but staying suspended in the air. you yelped, stumbling backwards into megurus chest. unfortunately for you, he was of no help. his eyes furrowed, his own heart rate starting to pick up. but just as he was about to make sense of it all, two actors jumped in front of you. the special effects were gorey and you thought you were going to vomit. with wide eyes you turned to meguru who was now laughing nervously. 

another body fell, this time hitting the ground with a thud right behind you. you both spun around towards the sound and you could feel a scream bubbling in your throat when you saw a dark liquid seep out from under it. 

under normal circumstances, meguru would laugh that stunt off, knowing exactly how it was done and having pulled it off himself. but having already been caught off guard, it did nothing to calm him down. 

quickly grabbing your wrist, he pulled you through the hallway, blood pumping through his veins as all of the sound effects and screams followed them out. your eyes were tightly shut, not daring to open until you knew you were out of there. 

the oh so slightly warmer autumn air hit you like a truck when you finally got out. your eyes were almost bugging out of your head as you looked at meguru who had the exact same expression. the both of you were breathing heavily, standing there in stunned silence.

“you said you knew-”

“i know i did-”

“so how-,” you took in megurus disheveled state, his genuine look of shock in his face made you giggle. with the adrenaline still flowing through you, you both became a laughing mess, rethinking that just happened in the past 3 minutes. and when you looked into his eyes once more, you werent able to stop yourself from pulling him into a kiss. meguru was quick to reciprocate, wrapping his arms around you as your soft lips pressed into his. 

the kiss only lasted mere seconds before you both stepped back in shock. you felt your face start to heat up as his smile only grew wider. 

“woah at least treat me to a caramel apple first,” you laughed softly and meguru could have sworn he felt his heart do a backflip into a split when he looked at you. you took your hand in his, squeezing it once before dragging him deeper into the festival. “i lied actually im more of a funnel cake typa guy,”

Hҽʂιƚαƚισɳ !

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "friends to lovers ! friends to lovers! friends to lovers ! or bachira has been your friend since childhood, and while he cant deny his romantic feelings for you now that you were older; you certainly try to deny yours"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Bachira M. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 1.6k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Slice of Life/Drama] none? mention of alcohol i suppose (characters are aged up) ★ 01 . 02

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10:18pm loser </3: where are you 10:22pm loser </3: where are you  10:22pm loser </3: … 10:27pm loser </3: where are you dude 10:33pm you: parrty 10:34pm loser </3: what party 10:40pm you: a supper fun prty 10:40pm loser </3: who r u with  11:04pm you: suprr fum peopleeeeeee

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it didnt take long for meguru to figure out what party you were at. and when he found you inside, he knew that whatever selflessness he had about being just your friend was utter bullshit. it was easy pretending to be perfectly content with just being friends when both of you were single. but now, seeing you chatting it up with some guy with a cup of what could only be one hundred percent alcohol, meguru suddenly wasnt content anymore. 

meguru was confused. he knew you werent one for large parties, having prefered small hangouts with close friends. so why were you here now in this house crowded with people and permeating the smell of weed and alcohol. he watched you giggle at whatever that bastard was saying to you, staring up at him while he leaned over you. meguru was absolutely repulsed and his legs were starting to move before he could even think. 

in the blink of  an eye, meguru was next to you, snatching the solo cup out of your hand. he gave you an overly sweet smile when you looked at him, eyes widening briefly in shock before a smile broke out on your face. 

ʂƚαɾɾყ ɳιɠԋƚ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "you and kunigami meet at a stuffy party and sit under the stars idk"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Kunigami R. x Gn! Reader ★ Run Time: 1.1k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Slice of Life] pure fluff, alcohol mention, might be cringe i only glanced at it ★ older work !!

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“chug chug chug!” the crowd forming around the table chanted as kunigami gulped down the last of the incredibly watered down ‘fruit punch’ that was sloshing around in a large bowel. when he finally took the last sip and slammed the bowl on the table the crowd erupted into cheers. kunigami was cheering along side them, with his fist in the air he was smiling while all his friends and onlookers praised him. 

from where kunigami was sitting, he was able to see the door through the people surrounding him. so he didn’t miss when the door opened, glancing over once before giving it a double take when he saw you walking in. for just a second it seemed like the music was turned down and everyone had gone silently as he watched you timidly wave and smile at people he didn’t even think you knew.

he clumsily got up from his chair, giving his friends and others fleeting smiles and thanks as he broke through the crowd. almost tripping over his own feet, he finally met up with you, a faint blush tinging his cheeks. 

“uh- hey y/n,” he tried to not seem as out of breath and nervous as he was, a sheepish smile on his face when he got your attention. 

“oh hi kunigami!” you turned to face him, instantly smiling as you waved. you didn’t know him too well, having only seen him during the couple classes you have together. but you did know that he was a genuine guy. you could feel your friends gawking from behind you but as soon as you turned to look at them they were all busy conversing amongst themselves.

“i uh didn’t know you’d be here,” kunigami laughed awkwardly, silently cursing himself for acting so weird. fidgeting, he shoved his hands in his pockets, trying very hard to will his blush away. 

“oh yea i usually don’t come to these things. my friends-,” you went to gesture behind you, only stopping short when you realized they were all gone now. you quickly scan the crowd, finally spotting one of your friends enthusiastically giving you a thumbs up. with a sigh, you turned your attention back to kunigami. “well my friends forced me to come although i dont know why considering they ditched me,” it was your turn to laugh awkwardly now, both you looking away as you two stood near the doorway. 

“its kinda loud in here isnt it?” kunigami asked, trying so so desperately to keep the conversation going despite the slightly uncomfortable air among you. so he was absolutely delighted when you gave him another small smile. 

“yeah i guess it kinda is a little loud,” you nodded your head slightly. “and a bit stuffy now that i think about it,” you added on once the warm air began to stick to your skin in an unpleasant way. 

“do you maybe want to go sit outside for a bit,” kunigami could feel the blush on his face growing dark, not entirely sure if it was because of you or the alcohol or maybe even both. you took a glance over at your friends who seemed to be busy with their own conversations and decided that getting some fresh air wouldnt be bad despite just having come in. 

“yea sure,” you nodded again, not missing the way kunigami’s smile brightened at your response. he said something to you but whatever it was, was too hard to hear over the music. so without another word, you followed him outside. 

the chilly air felt amazing on your skin and you almost let out a sigh of relief at the feeling. you trailed behind kunigami as he rounded the corner of the house, unable to keep your eyes off of the bright stars above you. 

with a thud, you knocked into kunigami’s now unmoving figure. having been too distracted with the sparkling dots above you, you didn’t realize he had even stopped walking. with rushed apologies from you and frantic reassurance from him, you both eventually settle on the steps leading to the side door. it was silent between the two of you for a few moments. the only noises being the muffled music and yelling coming from inside. 

“so do you like the stars?” kunigami asked softly after watching you stare up into the night sky. you turned to face him, a soft smile on your face as you fidgeted with your fingers. 

“yeah i mean they’re beautiful,” you could feel kunigami’s body heat radiate onto your side, a stark contrast to the crisp air around you. he sighed before looking up at the stars. 

“ive never really taken the time to look at them,” his voice was soft, as if he was truly just now learning to appreciate the stars’ beauty. you felt your smile grow wider as you looked at him, your face heating up despite the cold air clinging to it. 

“well maybe you should start,” you teased, nudging his shoulder with your own playfully. you felt something in your stomach when you heard him laugh. it sounded like music the stars themselves had begun to play. 

“y’know what i think i will,” he turned to you, a beaming grin on his face as he looked at you. it seemed like the two of you were stuck like that for a while. as if you were able to see the stars in each others eyes. you giggled softly, your body temperature rising as he continued to look at you. 

“you’re looking at me like i hung the stars,”

“it definitely feels like you did,” his response was quick, but not rushed. as if he truly meant what he said. as if it truly felt to him in that moment that you were the one capable of creating such beauty in the world. 

your eyes widened just a little at his words, the warmth clouding your cheeks growing as he brought a hand up to cup one of them. your body stiffened for a split second before allowing yourself to melt into his touch. he had that same look of wonder in his eyes as he inched his face closer to yours. 

your eyes fluttered closed the instant you could feel his breath fan against your lips and it wasn’t much of a wait before you felt his press against them. it was quick, too quick for your liking and you caught yourself almost pouting as he pulled away. 

“kunigami i-,”

“what’s goin on out here?!” both you and kunigami whipped your heads towards the door behind you, finding the faces of two of kunigami’s teammates standing right behind the window to your horror. 

you immediately hid your face in your hands as you grew embarrassed of their teasing. but you had to admit, hearing kunigami get flustered and try to defend himself was pretty adorable. 

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┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "after an accident with a curse, yuji finds himself in a random small-scale hospital nowhere near his home. growing tired and sad over his bleak and lonely surroundings he wished that the days would go by faster. that is until a certain nursing assistant made him wish for the exact opposite"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Yuji Itadori x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 2.4k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Slice of Life/Drama]mentions of blood/injuries (characters are aged up) ★ 01 .

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yuji didnt always hate the smell of hospitals. they used to remind him of better times visiting his grandfather, bringing in flowers for the friendly nurses, and spending the evenings with his only remaining family. 

but as yuji lay on his own hospital bed, trapped to this small room lit by bright fluorescent lights, he began to hate it. he groaned while staring up at the ceiling tiles, reliving the events of the weeks prior. taking up a high-risk assignment was a stupid decision. shooing his assistant away out of kindness was, now that he was in this position, a very stupid decision. 

from what he was told by nurses and doctors alike, a pedestrian found him unconscious outside of an abandoned morgue and called the authorities. now he’s here, holed up in some random non-sorcerer regulated hospital, having to feign amnesia and pretend he had no idea how he ended up there. he rolled onto his side, staring out of the window as frustration washed over him. he felt weak and alone and wanted nothing more than to be out of here. 

a soft knock brought him out of his self-deprecating thoughts, turning over and sitting up as per routine of the last few weeks 

“come in,” his voice was hoarse but you could hear it from behind the door. having just started your nursing position job only a month ago, you were a bit nervous. having heard of the mysterious boy found bloodied and unconscious with no memory of what happened, you were nervous you would some how fuck it up. but with a tray in one hand, you steeled your nerves and opened the door. 

peaking your head in, you offered a smile to the tired looking pink-haired man covered in bandages. 

“hi, yuji is it?” you knew who he was, everyone on this floor and then some knew who he was. being the only person to come into this small hospital with such injuries in years, the nurses and doctors definitely talked. he nodded as you walked further into the room, feeling his eyes on you as you pulled out the table and set the tray down. “im y/n,” you held your hand out, waiting awkwardly for a few seconds before yuji shook it. he looked a wreck and you could see where the sense of mystery came from. you couldnt help being intrigued by him, wanting to know more about his story. “i brought you lunch, if you dont like it i could bring you a menu to choose from,” you spoke lightly, trying to portray yourself as friendly and welcoming as you could. 

it seemed to work, a smile tugging on the corners of yujis lips as he reached over to grab the cup of orange juice. 

“thank you,” he spoke softly, seeming unable to take his eyes off of you. you seemed different from the other healthcare professionals that passed through; more kind and personable. most importantly maybe, closer to his age. having been surrounded with a lot more experienced, older doctors, it felt nice to see someone around his age group. 

you nodded in response, your smile growing as you grew more comfortable. you grabbed your clipboard, trying not to seem too obvious as you assessed his behavior for anything youd need to report. you could see various scars scattered over his torso and arms down to where the thin blankets covered his lower half. glancing up from your clipboard in a way you hoped was subtle, you watched as he ate. he didnt seem to be picky, taking bites of everything on the tray. but once he caught your eyes you couldnt help but try to change the topic.

“your doctor said you were healing well,” you tried to keep an air of professionalism in your tone, but the way he was maintaining eye contact was making you a bit flustered. “so you should be able to go out to the common room if you wish- just let a nurse know,” yuji nodded along to your words, finding comfort in your voice over all the monotone hes been forced to endure. “im sure you already know this but we do have books and such available if you want anything to help the time go by. i know it must be hard being cooped up in here,”

yujis smile grew, you seemed so nice. you brought about a sort of gentle air that made him feel at ease her. you were the first one to come in here and not try to get him to ‘remember’ what landed him here. you genuinely seemed to care only about his well being, and it was, to put it in simply, refreshing. 

“i’ll be off then, if you need anything you can let me, or any of the other nurses know with the call button,” you motioned to the red button on the arm of his bed, growing shy over how he didnt bother to look, keeping his eyes on you. “enjoy your lunch,” with a final smile and short nod, you pivot on your heels, making your way to the door. 

“wait,” yuji spoke suddenly, causing you to turn around swiftly, a hint of alarm coursing through you before seeing he was still okay and didnt somehow collapse in on himself the minute your back was turned. you looked at each other with equally large eyes. yuji seemed to have spoken before he could think. but the truth was he did feel alone, having had no visitors and seeing no friendly faces. despite having spent less than an hour with you, he wanted to be able to feel this comfortable as long as he could. “could you… stay,” you nodded your head, attempting to give him a smile even though you were sure your confusion was painted on your face. 

“yes of course, is everything alright?” you scanned his face for anything alarming as you pulled up a chair to the side of his bed, sitting down next to the table. 

“yeah i guess i just… wanted to talk,” yuji didnt know where he was going with this. he didnt really know where he was going with this. he dreaded the words as soon as they lift his lips, becoming worried that the conversation would steer to you interrogating him about that night. you nodded slowly, trying to assess how he was feeling just from his expressions

“we can definitely talk,” you said encouragingly. you’ve read his files, you knew the other staff would use this opportunity to try to talk about the night he was brought in. but you felt that maybe he really just wanted some company, as far as you were away he hadnt had any visitors or even left his room. you felt sorry for him in a way, and wanted to keep the conversation light for his sake. “how about you lead the conversation,” you suggested, passing the ball to him in hopes that he’d understand you wouldnt be trying to get answers out of him. he was practically beaming at your offer and you knew in that moment that you you were right about him. your own grin grew, the air of comfort around yuji growing contagious. 

“well have you seen any of the human earthworm movies,” he felt like a total loser asking such a dumb question, but seeing your eyes twitch with a mix of interest and confusion before letting out a small chuckle made him feel a bit better about it. you shake your hair, the mood a stark change from your otherwise stressful workday.

“no i havent, but i take it you have,” you cocked your eyebrow jokingly, enjoying how easy it felt to talk to yuji. he nodded his head enthusiastically, before taking a bite out of his sandwich. 

“ive seen all of them- multipe times,” he spoke between bites, taking a swig of his juice before resting his hands on the table. noticing the hospital band around his wrist brought you back to reality. remembering how he had seemed to be all alone these past weeks and was finally getting the chance to talk to someone. you made a mental note to check up on him regularly during your shifts. no one should have to heal on their own. 

yuji had gone into explaining the series, using his hands to act out certain scenes. he seemed to really be enjoying the conversation, not showing any signs of pain despite all of the bandages adorning his arms and torso. 

unfortunately, yuji’s display was cut short with a short knock on the door. you shot up, worried that maybe you had been away for too long. but as another nurse came in, he was followed by two other men; one with snow white hair and a shit eating grin, the other with darker hair and a very stoic expression. 

“yuji you have visitors,” the nurse dead panned, seeming not too interested in the matter. with a quick comment about visiting hours to the two men he was out of the door. 

you saw yuji’s face light up, body twitching to get up and greet them. feeling a bit awkward about standing in the middle of their visiting time, you carefully pushed the chair back up against the wall and saw yourself out. 

“im glad youre getting better yuji,” you gave him a polite smile, feeling somewhat vulnerable as the white haired man stared at you intently from behind his sunglasses. you grabbed your clipboard, nodding to the men standing idly. “someone should be in here to bring you dinner,” yuji watched as you stiffly nodded your head towards megumi and gojo, waiting for you to close the door behind you before anyone said anything.

“so who was she,”

“what took you guys so long,” yuji quickly asked, ignoring gojos question entirely. he watched as gojo smiled, grabbing a chair, and pulling it up where you were previously sitting. 

“well since you had so kindly sent the assistant who accompanied you on your assignment on their merry way, it took a while for anyone to raise any alarms. and then we had to locate what hospital you were in,” 

yuji listened intently, glancing over at megumi who was leaning against the wall. he thought of the assistant, hoping they didnt get into too much trouble for just listening to him. 

“we tried to visit a little over a week ago but they said you werent able to take any visitors,” megumi spoke in a monotone voice, scanning yujis current state. yuji was shocked to hear they tried to visit, this being the first time there was any mention of anyone trying to visit. too distracted by his thoughts, yuji didnt even notice gojo swiping his sandwich until he spoke up around a mouth full of food.

“we could have you transferred to a more uh sorcerer friendly hospital if ya want,” gojo waved the sandwich around as he talked, dropping it back on the plate. “this food sucks,” he commented, exaggerating sounds of disgusting. 

“no its okay-,” it seemed like yuji was the most shocked at his own words. not entirely sure why that had come out of his mouth when he had dreaded every second being here. but then he remembered you. he knew he could just be emotional, you having been the one shred of silver lining in this dismal place. but he wanted to stay. he wanted to talk to you again. plus, he was sure he would be getting out soon anyway, whats wrong with spending the next few days there. 

gojo glanced at megumi before looking back at yuji, his smile growing all the more obnoxious. 

“is it because of that pretty nurse?” 

yuji threw a balled up napkin at gojo, trying to distract the two of them from the blush he was certain was now warming up his cheeks. shaking his head, he fiddled with his hospital bracelet, feeling a bit uncomfortable. 

“no its not,” he tried to sound as confident and truthful as possible, but the snort coming from megumi told him he failed. “i’ve just been here the whole time, seems stupid to leave now when i’ll probably be out in a couple days,” he trailed off, words turning into a muttered mess. he knew he sounded stupid, before he even knew you existed he spent his days counting ceiling tiles and wondering when the hell he would be able to get out. “i’ll just wait it out,” he added, the silence and intensity of stares thrown his way making him feel like he was in some sort of spotlight. “so uh what happened to that curse?” he quickly asked, desperately wanting to change topics. 

“i exorcized it,” megumi said, eyes squinting just a tad as he looked yuji up and down. “are you sure you dont just want to stay because of that nurse?” gojo’s laughs filled the room while yuji buried his head in his hands.

“oh my god,” his voice was muffled by his palms as he tried to get them to stop asking embarrassing question with the sheer power of his mind. sadly for yuji, it did not work. gojo continued to tease him around mouthfuls of the very food he said was disgusting. “i didnt want you guys to come here just to eat my food and embarrass me,” yuji groaned into his hands, praying this whole thing would end

“alright alright,” gojo raised his arms in surrender, standing up and pushing the chair back. “we’ll leave so you can get some rest and definitely not so you can go back to talking to your hospital crush,” without waiting for yuji to answer, gojo was walking out, waving his hand and obnoxiously stomping. megumi stayed behind for a few moments, a hint of a smile pulling at his lips. 

“get better soon,” yuji smiled back at him, megumis nice words making him think the utter torture was over. “so you can take her out on a proper date,” megumi quickly shut the door behind him, not waiting for yujis protests. 

once he was alone, yuji’s mind wandered to you again. and as he made himself as comfortable as he could on a hospital bed, he hoped he would be able to see you again soon. he felt childish once he really thought about it. but he liked talking to you and whether or not it was his foolish confidence, he thought that maybe if you met under different circumstances, the two of you could at least be friends.