nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is not a fan of pda. he finds it corny and gross when he sees a couple slobbering all over each other in public or when you're hanging with friends and they get all lovey. despite it, he will always guide you through crowds with his hand or will gently hold your hand as you walk in public
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is not the biggest fan of pet names! he will throw out an occasional "baby" or "my girl", but never gooey, cheesy nicknames like "princess" or "love bug"
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... keeps your relationship private, but not secret. he doesn't brag about you to others, but if you are brought up or mentioned he is happy to say that the two of you are together.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... doesn't have a huge social media. he has about 20 followers, no profile picture, and no posts. all he has is a highlight labeled with your initial and pictures of you. rarely ever the both of you, just photos he takes.
nochalant!bf!megumi who... is still protective, just not in an over the top way. he does not care if you have guy friends as long as you don't actively flirt when them or basically cheat on him with them. he is not the type of person to check your phone either, even if you tell him you don't care if he does. if someone flirts with you in public, he just walks up and stands next to you until they get the hint and back off.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... stays close to you during social gatherings. no matter how talkative you are, he will just stand close by, not saying a word. he's ready to leave when you're ready to leave.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who… always wears one of your hair ties around his wrist. not only does he wear it in case you ever need one, but he also loves having reminders of you on him always.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... gets embarrassed when you make big deals out of "such small gestures". if you mention a snack you want and he gets it for you a few days later, he gets all red and confused when you jump on him and shower him with kisses for being so "kind and remembering". it's just his way of showing that he loves you, even if he doesn't say it much.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is a listener. you can talk to him for hours and hours, and he'd never get bored. if you stop talking mid story, he'll urge you to go on. not only does he listen, but he takes note.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... remembers everything about you. who you don't like in school, your drink orders, your favorite foods and snacks, your favorite color, favorite animals, your favorite books and even more. he just can't help but be fascinated by you.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... gets embarrassed when you make him talk about himself. but if you insist, he doesn't mind sharing some stories or things about himself as well. he prefers not talking much, but when you're willing to listen, it's good to have you.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is a different person in public and private. the second the two of you are alone, he becomes more clingier. when you two are alone in one of your guys' dorms, he lets you lay on him or he lays on you. no further discussion.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... scratches your back when you watch tv or when you're going to sleep. you told him one time that when you lived at home, your mom would scratch your back every night before bed. he wanted to make you feel comfortable and familiar, so he began naturally doing it.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... secretly loves it when you return the favor. after a long day of fighting curses and he just wants to go to bed, he'll lay on your chest and you scratch his back and play with his hair. he'll grumble and pretend to hate it, but melts into you more without even realizing it.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... loves living domestically with you. he loves waking up next to you in bed. he loves when he summons his divine dogs and you play and cuddle up to them. he loves making you breakfast or when he wakes up to you in the kitchen.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has kept everything you've ever gifted to him. every love letter, every trinket, every photo frame, everything. it resides in his room, corners filled with reminders of you and your love.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has a playlist full of songs that remind him of you. it's full of love songs and songs that you mentioned loving to him. it's private, and you don't know it exists.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has you as his lock screen.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... isn't so nonchalant when he's alone with you.
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⋆˚꩜｡ summary: after your class decides to do a kissing booth as a fundraiser for a field trip, your classmate panics at the thought of you kissing another boy.
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: shoto todoroki x fem!popular!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader is popular, reader is a "God's favorite" character (but super nice about it), everyone has a crush on y/n (who wouldn't?), jealous shoto, yearner shoto, kissing, all characters are 3rd years and 18.
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff
when it comes to the face of class 1-a, everyone thinks of you.
y/n l/n. you're not an extraordinary hero. you have a cool, but not memorable quirk.
you're just nice. everyone in your class likes you along with the other rival classes. you genuinely never talked behind anyones back. you aren't a kiss-ass nice girl, but you are always polite and kind to everyone you meet, even if they aren' your friends.
you're friends with everyone in class 1-a. even katsuki! you treated everyone as an equal peer instead of seeing the class as a hierarchy of some sort. instead of enemies, you saw friendship.
not to mention you're beautiful.
not every guy has a crush on you. in the big friend group of class 1-a, there were romantic cliques. kirishima and mina were totally into each other, denki likes jirou but still can't help making a flirty pass on you every time he sees you, and izuku and ochaco have been dating since 2nd year. besides them, a lot of the class 1-a boys think you're an angel on earth.
tenya always freezes up when he sees you in the hallway, but still keeps his gentlemanly demeanor up.
mineta goes wild when he sees you anywhere. obviously. it's mineta.
you even swear that katsuki's cheeks flush red when he sees you. he even smiles at you. that's rare coming from him!
but shoto.
shoto todoroki doesn't make it a big deal when you walk past him in the hallway like the other boys. when you smile at him with a simple, "hi, shoto!", he smiles a polite, casual closed-mouth smile and nods his head at you.
you'd think that he just sees you as a friend, right?
wrong.
out of every class 1-a boy encaptivated by your beauty, shoto comes out on top as the most in love with you. he's just the best at hiding it.
instead of following you around with heart eyes like almost everyone, he just watched from afar.
watch you give it your all during training, not doing it for anyone but yourself.
watching you laugh with all the girls during homeroom, not looking around the room to see if anyone cared or was paying attention.
watching you fall asleep during math class, which you told him once that it was your least favorite subject.
watching you leave the school, seeing your face light up with your usual smile as you walked past people and watching their faces light up as they walk past you.
he couldn't help but have his heart overflow with that unfamiliar feeling of love everytime he looked at you.
shoto's morning routine was no different today. you sat in homeroom, giggling with mina as you scrolled through something on your phone. he took note and liked how you were wearing your hair in a slicked back ponytail.
aizawa walked in, footsteps heavy underneath the tile. “good morning class,” he said in his usual, monotone voice: he was never awake in the mornings. he was never awake period.
you put your phone away and listened to him, turning your attention to the front of the classroom.
“i have good news and bad news. i will give you the good news first,” aizawa started, everyone’s attention perking up.
“the good news is that we have permission from the school to go to sado island for a three day field trip.”
everyone beamed, imagining the clear waters and memories that would be made there.
you clapped your hands together. “yay!”
everyone cheered off your simple exclamation, erupting into laughter and chatter.
“i’m not finished. would everyone settle down, please?” aizawa sternly stated, and everyone quieted down to listen to what he has to say.
“i didn’t even get to the bad news yet. the bad news is that we don’t have the money for all of you guys. it’s either we think of a way to fundraise enough money for plane tickets for all of you, pick another destination or call off the field trip in total.”
everyone gasped, shaking their heads dramatically. “no!”s filled the room.
“then we shall start brainstorming ideas for a way to raise money.”
ochaco raised her hand. “why don’t we have a bake sale?”
you all thought. shoto watched as you and mina whispered something to each other before turning to aizawa.
“why don’t we have a bracelet stand? mina and i make bracelets all the time! we could sell them for like 10 dollars each and add custom designs for even more!” you giggled softly, shrugging. “i know it’s quite overpriced, but i think it’s a great idea.”
the class nodded in agreement. of course they would! after all, it was your brilliant plan!
“maybe,” mineta purked up, his lisp loud in the quiet room. “maybe we could do a kissing booth!”
everyone looked at each other; shrugging. his opinion was obviously different than yours.
“that’s not a bad idea, actually,” denki chimed in.
“who would be the person giving all the kisses?” momo asked, bead tilting with curiosity.
a silent beat, then everyone looked over at you.
you blushed. “me?! why me?” you squealed, pointing to yourself.
“do you know how much money people would pay to kiss you?” denki chimed in, turning around to look at you.
your face was bright pink and hot. “i mean… like what?”
shoto could feel his own face getting hot, not only with embarrassment but also with anger. the thought of you kissing another guy? it made his heart sink in his chest.
“hm…” denki thought. “what about 20 bucks for a kiss on the cheek and 40 for a kiss on the lips!”
everyone — even including the teacher — watched for your reaction. you shrugged, looking around at your classmate’s wide eyes.
“i-i mean…”
“stop pressuring her.”
everyone looked to where shoto was sitting. despite him always being on the more quieter side, he still had things to say.
“you guys didn’t even ask y/n if she was alright with it.” shoto added, looking at you. “what do you want to do?"
you gazed around the classroom, all eyes on you. you were well aware of how popular you were with boys, and you knew denki was right. it would make so much money.
"hmm... i mean, i-i wouldn't be opposed to it," you decided, shrugging.
"mr. todoroki is right, ms. l/n. we don't want you to do anything that would make you feel pressured or uncomfortable," aizawa said, arms folded.
you took a moment to think about it before ultimately nodding your head. "alright, i'm in."
the dreaded day finally came. it was a hot, spring day where you sat comfortably behind a booth. the sun beated down onto you, making your glimmering lips gleam in the sunlight. you wore and brought a dark pink shade of lipstick to imprint on the boy's cheeks you were about to kiss.
were you excited? more-so about sado island. you weren't ecstatic about kissing everyone, but if you had to do it, you had to do it. you didn't really think thank anyone was going to pay 40 dollars to give you a kiss on the lips.
on the other hand, shoto prayed that no one even showed up. even worse if someone paid 40 dollars. what if monoma from class 1-b paid? even worse, katsuki of all people!
shoto usually doesn’t concern himself with romantic affairs. he doesn’t care about who’s dating who or who likes him. he only cares about you.
the sign was big and baring in the school quad. girls passed by and whispered and your friends greeted you. embarrassingly enough, shoto watched out the window at whoever was going to bother with you.
you were officially in business, reapplying your lipstick.
shoto’s lips parted as he watched people line up for you.
iida, standing there stiffly and shyly.
katsuki, face red and hands shoved in his pockets like he hated every moment of this (spoiler alert: he didn’t)
denki. despite crushing on jirou, she couldn’t compare to you.
almost every single one of the boys from class 1-b.
and the worst?
monoma from class 1-b.
and the last person in line?
mineta.
he watched as more and more people lined up behind, and he felt his chest getting heavier and heavier. he sat in the empty, quiet classroom, heart beating so hard that he could hear it all around him.
he watched as people handed you the money and lean down, waiting for your lips to press against their skin.
so far, every kiss was on the cheek.
iida, who quickly and thankfully bowed before walking away.
katsuki, he mumbled a “yeah whatever” before quickly walking back to wherever he came from.
denki, who short circuited.
each kiss, each piece that shoto’s heart broken into. it was mocking — the sight of your lip stains marking the cheeks of people who weren’t him. they didn’t dare wipe it off.
it was like a trophy, a declaration of you marking your territory.
as the line got closer to the pervert in the back, shoto snapped. he couldn't take it anymore. he bolted from the empty classroom, running outside to where you were sitting. he was panting by the time he stood next to you.
"can we talk?" shoto urgently asked, running his hands through his dichromatic hair.
"umm.. sure!" you said. he didn't even care about the groans everyone let out when he grabbed you by the arm and hauling you away.
you and him made your way to the empty classroom he was just sitting in. you walked in and sat on one of the empty desks. you didn't have a look of malice on your face which soothed his nerves. in fact, you had a small smile on your face, as if you were happy to be here with him.
you looked up at shoto, who was standing in front of you. "what's up?" you asked, voice earnest.
he sighed, knees buckling right in front of you. he was met face to face with your shoes, a brown leather pair of mary janes that you wore everyday to school. he looked up at you, eyes glassy and downcast.
"please don't do this," he whimpered, shaking his head. "i can't take it. i don't want you to do this anymore."
you were worried, lips parting in concern for him. you looked down at him, brows knitted. "w-what? the kissing booth?"
"mhm.." he affirmed. "i don't want you to do it anymore."
he kneeled up a little more as you stood up. truthfully, you were gonna bend down to talk to him instead of down at him, but in the middle of his hysterics, he saw it as you leaving him.
shoto wrapped his arms around your hips, head on your waist. "please don't go..." he quietly begged, eyes meeting yours again.
“i’m so sorry i’m being like this… please forgive me. i just can’t help myself. i-i just— it’s embarrassing but i’ve always saw you romantically. i don’t like seeing you kiss all these other guys, y/n,” shoto gasped out. “i know you’re probably gonna hate me after this, but i don’t care. i need you to know.”
“shoto,” you gasped out, hands instinctively placing on his head and stroking his hair. “n-no, i don’t hate you. not at all, shoto, oh my goodness. i just didn’t know you felt this way.”
“i do.. i do, y/n and i have for so long. i just didn’t want to say anything and lose you,” he pleaded.
you lifted his chin, wiping the tears that fell from his beautiful, heterochromatic eyes. “i feel the same, shoto. i didn’t say anything either because i thought you liked someone else,” you honestly told him, giggling softly.
he stood up, hugging you tightly. his head rested on the top of yours. your hands splayed on his back, rubbing in circles before you both pulled away.
“i don’t have any money but… God, i want to kiss you so bad,” he whimpered softly, thumb stroking your cheek.
you giggled, standing up on your tip toes and grabbing his face gently. you pressed a soft, gentle kiss onto his lips, both of your faces flushing red.
you hesitantly pulled away, and shoto chased after you. his lips were on yours again in an instant.
this time, the kiss you shared was not lustful, but intimate and passionate. it lasted for a few moments before you pulled away.
“i thought you like momo. you’re always trainin’ with her,” you mumbled, face red from just swapping spit with him.
“mm-nn” he shook his head, kissing you on the forehead. “my heart belongs to you.”
you smiled, wrapping your arms around your neck and giving him one more peck on the lips. “better go tell everyone that my kissing booth is out of business.”
pros? you had an excuse to just lay in bed all day instead of training. you got to binge watch shows as gojo begrudgingly brought you food and snacks. the best part is that your boyfriend, megumi, always rushes to your dorm to take care of you. he takes your temperature, rubs your back, makes you soup, and babies you until you're all better and ready to return to your normal, daily routine.
cons?
vomit.
ever since you were a little girl, the mere thought of vomit was enough to make you nauseous. you often threw up when you were sick as a kid, which resulted in you crying your eyes out so hard that you just ended up throwing up even more.
after you had the flu when you were eight, you swore to yourself that you would never hurl ever again. you kept true to your own word and never threw up after that day.
whenever you were sick, you pushed it down and prayed that nothing would come up. you would take deep, slow breaths with teary eyes and it successfully kept you from vomiting.
for some reason today, it was different.
yesterday, you woke up with a pounding headache, sore throat and such a clogged nose you could only breathe through your mouth. you coughed once and immediately knew you had come down with something bad.
you called gojo to see what the matter was with you, and after seeing that your temperature was 102 degrees, he put you on bed rest for the rest of the week.
luckily, you weren't alone since you had your loving boyfriend megumi who basically sprinted for your dorm.
he spent the night last night, which leads you to wear you lay now, taking a nap as he scrolls on his phone. your breathing was soft until it was interrupted by a guttural cough releasing from your throat. you sat up, eyes fluttering open.
"g'mornin.." you grumbled, rubbing your eyes. you let out more coughs, feeling the rough vibrations stir in your chest.
"are you feeling any better?" megumi asked, sitting up from your chair and taking a seat on your bed. he didn't care about himself getting sick, therefore he refused to leave your side.
"not really," you said honestly, leaning on his chest. "i feel dizzy.. my stomach hurts."
megumi wrapped his arms around you, stroking your head and flattening your messy hair down. "i'm sorry. i hate that you're not feeling well."
"it's — cough! — f-fine.." you mumbled.
you continued to lay into your boyfriend's chest, coughing and sniffling. as much uncomfort as you felt, you loved the feeling of megumi's embrace. he made you feel better no matter what, no matter sad or ill. in his own shy, plain way, you always seem to cheer up.
a wave of queasiness washed over you, and you sat up. "i'm gonna go to the bathroom," you mumbled, coughing again before getting up. a few more brutal coughs later, you began to gag. you ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you and falling onto the floor. the cold tiles stung your legs, and you kneeled up to hover your mouth over the toilet.
you didn't want to. you didn't want to vomit. you hate vomit.
you coughed again, gagging with nothing coming up. tears started to stream down your face as you gagged again.
"megumi..." you called out, too quiet for anyone to hear. "megumi!"
you heard his rapid footsteps at the door within seconds. he opened the door, heart sinking at the sight of you over the porcelain bowl.
he is well aware of your irrational fear of throwing up.
you voiced it to megumi when you, him, yuji and nobara were hanging out. you guys went out to eat and the other two decided to try a new food they've never had. on the way home, nobara and yuji started to feel sick. they started vomiting, and despite not even being together, you leaped into his arms and hid your face from the disastrous sight of vomit.
he recognized your fear from the second he walked into the bathroom. “i-i think i’m gonna throw up..” you cried, gagging again. your stomach turned.
“it’s ok,” he murmured, rubbing your back gently. "i'm right here."
"i'm gonna throw up," you repeated, letting out more sobs.
you normally would've blushed at the pet name, but you were in too much discomfort to do so. "i don't wanna."
megumi gently wiped your tears. "you'll feel better. i promise you."
you shook your head, crying and gagging again. you leaned over the toilet, heaving and panting.
he kneeled up so that he was behind you. he brushed you hair into a ponytail so that it was out of the way. he saw they way you hunched over, covering your mouth to suppress any puke coming out. he knew you were going to puke.
he held your hair back with one hand, rubbing your back with the other. "it's alright. you've got it. you're gonna feel so much better once you let it out. i promise you."
you nodded, and eventually you started retching. you threw up all into the toilet, sobbing hysterically at the same time. you had your eyes closed.
"there you go," megumi said gently, keeping your hair tight behind you.
this went on for a few minutes until you finally simmered down. you laid on megumi's chest, crying again. he flushed the toilet and looked down at you. "are you feeling better?"
you nodded, shaking your head. "mhm, thank you, gumi."
"of course. you know I hate seeing my girl not feeling good," he said in return. he got up, bringing you with him in his arms. he sat you down on the bathroom counter and grabbed your toothbrush. he helped you brush your teeth to make yourself feel better.
"now," he said in his usual quiet tone. he wiped your tears away. "do you want to watch something?"
you perked up, sad and disgusted mood already gone. you still had a pounding headache from the flu, but his unusual cheeriness distracted you from all the pain in your body.
megumi let out one of his usual moody sighs, but cracked the slightest hint of a smile. "i'll watch whatever you want. i'll even watch one of those dumb girly movies just for you. would that make you feel better?"
you giggled, sniffling and nodding. "mmnnyeah," you mumbled. megumi helped you off the counter and walked with you into your bedroom. you looked up at him into his emotionless eyes. despite never showing much feeling, you always know that deep in his heart, he cares for you so much. you laid down in your bed and he followed suite, laying down next to you in your bed.
"i love you," you said softly as he scrolled through your streaming services.
you saw his face flush and a smile break through his gloomy disposition.
"mhm. i love you too."
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: first actually fic post be kind to me world
casual!bsf!yuji who... has been your friend for years.
casual!bsf!yuji who... has had feelings for you ever since you two were in junior high.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you knew he had feelings for you, yet you never acted upon it cause you didn't feel the same way.
casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to go to the school dance with him first year of high school.
casual!bsf!yuji who... brags to everyone that he's taking you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... rejected multiple people who asked him just so he could go with you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... many girls having crushes on, and you can't help but get jealous when other girls talk about how cute he is.
casual!bsf!yuji! who... calls you beautiful when he sees you in your dress for the school dance.
casual!bsf!yuji who... wears a matching tie corresponding to the color of your dress. he buys you a corsage to go around your wrist.
casual!bsf!yuji who... takes you out to eat dinner after the dance. the two of you get your food free because you two reminded an old couple what it was like to "be young and be in love".
casual!bsf!yuji who... laughs it off and says your just a friend. right
casual!bsf!yuji who... you start to fall for after that night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks that you two are together.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sits with you when you go on a class field trip retreat.
casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs his foot against yours while you two sit together.
casual!bsf!yuji who... stares at you the entire retreat. when you look at him, he gives you a soft smirk and a wink.
casual!bsf!yuji who... mid-field trip whispers "i love you" into your ear out of nowhere.
casual!bsf!yuji who...se pupils dilate whenever he looks at you
casual!bsf!yuji who... calls himself your boyfriend in front of everyone.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you fell for even harder after that field trip.
casual!bsf!yuji who... dresses up as the grinch to the halloween party you were both invited to. the party is the day before actual halloween!
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes fun of the fake glasses you were wearing as you were dressed up as superman.
casual!bsf!yuji who... starts playing with your hair as you make tiktoks with your friends.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you take a picture of shotgunning a sprite, and it's your new favorite photo.
casual!bsf!yuji who... wasn't originally invited to the other halloween party the next day.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you yell "YES!" when two third year girls suggest picking him up.
casual!bsf!yuji who... shows up to the party wearing shorts and a hoodie.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you follow around all night trying to hang out with him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... play tackles you onto the ground when you two are alone in the movie room.
casual!bsf!yuji who... puts you in an awkward position, so when someone opens the door they see your butt up against his crotch.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you were screwing!!
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets a girlfriend.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you start sobbing to your mom to.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes to a movie night you and your friends were having.
casual!bsf!yuji who... can't flirt with you anymore now that he's in a relationship.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't help but still think he's so attractive.
casual!bsf!yuji who... breaks up with the girl after two weeks! he says she's batshit crazy.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you lose feelings for.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you go to see a movie with and he thinks about making a move on you but never does.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house regularly!
casual!bsf!yuji who... starts flirting with you again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... snuggles up on your lap one day at school when you two are alone.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sighs when he sees a lovey couple, saying "i wish i had a girlfriend."
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it seem like to everyone that you two are dating one day staying after school.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sits right next to you wherever you go.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sees you joking shoving your face into your turtle neck and reprimands you for doing it. when you ask why, he simply says "because i thought I was fat when i was younger and i don't want you thinking that about yourself."
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't realize you were doing it to be cute.
casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps jokingly sitting on your lap!
casual!bsf!yuji who... wraps his arm around your waist.
casual!bsf!yuji who... chuckles when you tell him everyone's looking. "good, let them." he murmmers into your ear.
casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps trying to hold your hand.
casual!bsf!yuji who... jokingly puts on the headband you were wearing and wears it around like an idiot.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you finally work the courage to confess to.
casual!bsf!yuji who... one day does out to eat with you, where you were going to tell him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... before you even say anything, starts talking about how he would never date you and he only sees you as a friend.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you still confess to, and he rejects you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... promises that he doesn't see you any differently.
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't treat you any different like he promised.
casual!bsf!yuji who... finds out your talking to someone new. another boy in your grade.
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets upset when he founds out the two of you are dating.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes up to you and tells you that on the day you asked him out, he truly did like you on that day, but he got so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do and rejected you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... you shrug off.
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it his mission to get you to like him again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you all day at school and even smacked your butt as a joke, which led to one of your third year guy friends grabbing him by the collar and yelling at him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... still pretends to kiss you in every photo.
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't give up.
casual!bsf!yuji who... begs you to break up with the guy you're going out with.
casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to be his girlfriend 5 times in one day!
casual!bsf!yuji who... finally admits to you that he's been in love with you for years
casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell he missed his chance.
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it a fun game to enjoy.
casual!bsf yuji who... you ask to carry you after training since your feet hurt so bad. he smugly picks you up and says, "i bet your boyfriend can't do this."
casual!bsf!yuji who... you go out to eat dinner with with a group of friends one night. when you switch seats with a friend, he wraps his arm around you nonchalantly. you rolled your eyes.
casual!bsf!yuji who... catches your receipt after you drop it and says "how boyfriendly of me, right?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... you told first after the boy broke up with you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... offers to hang out with you after.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house and watches movies with you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you sit opposite of, feet on his chest as you watch a horror movie.
casual!bsf!yuji who... your dad asks if you're dating after he leaves.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you get in a fight with.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sees your ex talkings stage while you two are walking one day in town.
casual!bsf!yuji who... yells out his name and starts pointing to you dramatically, yelling that you still love him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets confused when you run away from him sobbing. gets even more confused when you don't answer any of his texts.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't talk to anymore
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't stay away from.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you see at a party a week later, and he joins you and your friends playing hackysack.
casual!bsf!yuji who... finally asks "are you mad at me?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell how you feel and he gives you a big hug, apologizing for what an asshole he's been.
casual!bsf!yuji who... ends up laying on the ground while you rub his back in the same night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... is your best friend again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you endlessly throughout the night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... kisses your hand when you leave.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you eat lunch with. he has a crumb on his mouth and when you tell him, he smirks and asks "can you get it for me?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs your leg when you sit next to him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't even know what you are anymore. you're not friends but you're not dating. it's just you and yuji.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you'll always be secretly in love with too.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: i'm so sorry this turned out longer than i expected! this is HEAVILY (like, genuinely heavily, i have lived through ALL of these events with one of my friends!!). this is flowkenuienly a reflecting post because this is my situation with my guy friend and IDK WHAT TO DO. i hope my life sounds good through a yuji itadori fanfiction
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: with you being the most popular person in school, it's hard for your boyfriend to actually get to be with you in the day. he can't stand seeing you swarmed by losers that aren't him!
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!popular!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader is super popular and is a "God's favorite" character (but super nice about it, cursing, softer katsuki, he's just a baby guys, all characters are first years (season 1, katsuki and you live in houses and not dorms)
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff and a little bit of angst
⋆˚꩜｡ request: here! (thank you anon! hope you enjoy)
when it came to dating for you, you could have any guy you want.
boys basically crawl at your feet as you walk in the hallways. the popular boys. the perverts. the nerds. the cute boys. every boy in U.A would bow to your feet at your order.
yet, you chose katsuki.
everyone was shocked to see such a perfect, soft, girly, polite nice girl like you dating a big, rude explosive dude like katsuki.
it was almost humorous how you two walked in the hallways. he stood tall over you, his usual grimace covering his face. you were juxtaposed, a small smile on your glossy lips as you waved at people passing by. your shoulders were light since the weight of your bag was on katsuki who was carrying it over his own shoulder.
your friends joke that he's always so angry. he always is yelling and screaming at people, has an angry scowl on his face when he's sitting with his friends, blowing up everything in his way. there's no way he's nice to you.
but they don't get to see that side of him.
because when you're alone, katsuki's still smug, but softer and gentler.
he bends down to greet your pet dog, rubbing her behind the ears and giving her a kiss on the furry head.
his usual grimace turns into a soft, neutral expression.
he's the only boy allowed in your pretty pink bedroom, and he often makes himself comfortable in your bed whether your in it or not.
he lets you lay on his chest and take a small nap after a long, stressful day of school. he rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead.
he watches any movie you want, actually paying attention to your favorite parts just for you.
he cooks in your kitchen, talking and laughing with you about either silly things or serious things.
he lets you cry in his chest if you're stressed or had a bad day. he rubs your hair and promises that it'll all be ok.
he lets you sit in his lap and do his skincare, putting on serums and face masks of all sorts.
he notices which products of makeup or skincare you're running out of and buys them for you. you never truly run out of something cause it's replaced before you can even finish the entire bottle.
he met and loves your parents. he has a great relationship with both your mom and your dad. the same with his parents. you love shit talking with mitsuki and you sometimes watch sports with his dad when you're over.
he lets you stand on his back and crack it when he has a back ache.
he does his homework at your vanity as you read books.
he notices when your flowers are dying and immediately buys you a new bouquet the next day.
he is utterly in love with you, and you're the only one who gets to see it.
but when you two are in school, it looks like katsuki hates being around you. his lip is always curved up, eyeing everyone around him.
truthfully, he's eyeing everyone's who's eyes lay upon you. when guys give you an up down. when some nice girls wave and some mean girls stare in pure jealous, he sees it all. he tries to scare people off.
but people just think that katsuki doesn't want to be around you. that's why people never leave you alone.
in class 1a's homeroom, bright and early in the morning, you can barely get through the door before everyone parades you with good mornings. the boys dap you up. the girls give you hugs and immediately drag you to your desk so they can tell you new gossip that they heard.
you always have to glance at katsuki, who is sitting alone on his phone. kirishima and denki are talking his ear off, but he can't bothered to respond to them (even thought katsuki admitted to you that he does really like them). you always have to excuse yourself to run up to katsuki, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before running back to your friends.
at lunch, you sit with your usual friends. mina, ochaco, tsu, momo, and jirou. other girls pass by, some waving to you in a friendly manner and only a few, passing by and giving you a dirty look. katsuki sees them all.
guys pass by, some giving you a high five and others giving you a body check. a few even do a double take. it pisses katsuki off to the max that you're always surrounded by people. he can't even hang out with his own girlfriend in school because you're too busy talking to everyone.
he can't take it anymore. even when you do a really cool move with your quirk, he can't go congratulate you because you're already being swarmed by everyone else.
today was especially bad. you came to school late because you had a doctors appointment. everyone flooded you in the hallways when you walked in during lunch, urging where you were. during training, you accidentally twisted your ankle. katsuki saw it first, yet was the last to the huge huddle around you. it wasn't like you were dying!
classes went slow. all katsuki wanted to do was talk to you. he took out his phone, going to text you when aizawa said sternly, "katsuki. phone up here, now." he rolled his eyes and walked to his desk, dropping his phone onto the wooden table and walking back to his desk with his hands in his pocket. you couldn't help but giggle when he made eye contact with you, and his look of malice shifted into a soft smirk.
later that day, you sat in your room making some string bracelets. you promised all your friends that you'd make matching friendship bracelets for them. what a you thing to do.
you were home alone, so your heart skipped a beat when you heard a knock on your front door. your bed creaked as you jumped off it. you walked down the stairs, relieved to see katsuki standing on your doorstep.
"hi, 'suki!" you said, putting your arms out for a hug.
he slowly stepped inside of your house, hugging you tightly. his head rested against your shoulder as he shakily let out a sigh. you rubbed his back and shut the door behind him, looking up at him.
was he... crying?
wetness fell from his red eyes onto his cheeks. he sniffled and aggressively wiped away his tears.
"'suki?" you asked quietly, rubbing your hand up and down his arm.
he stayed quiet for a second. "'m sorry.." he grumbled.
"hey.. no, it's ok. do you want to go lay upstairs?" you suggested, grabbing his hand. he nodded and you gently led him up the stairs. you sat him down onto your pretty pink array of pillows and sat down next to him.
"hate cryin'. i'm sorry i'm being a fuckin' loser," katsuki muttered, sniffling again.
"it's ok! you're not a loser, hon. it's fine to cry," you assured him, gesturing for him to come lay his head on your chest. he obliged, a relaxed sigh leaving his lips as he began to hear your heartbeat. the sound so tranquil and familiar.
"i hate that you're so popular," he began. he started to tense up, but quickly relaxed again when you began to scratch his back. your long nails always feel so good. "don't think i'm being an asshole. i love that you have to many friends, but it's a really pain in the ass when i just want to talk to my damn girlfriend and all these losers get in my way."
you chuckled softly. "i'm sorry."
"don't be sorry. it's not your fault that everyone loves you. trust me, i get it. i'm obsessed with you too," katsuki said to which you giggled hysterically. "i'm the one who should be sorry. jus' get so damn jealous of all the extras in my way."
"i can tell them to leave me alone. and maybe tomorrow at school i'll sit with you and your friends at lunch. would that help?" you suggested.
"nah. don't sit with me. kaminari would fuckin' jizz his pants," he growled.
"oh. um. ok! well, i'll try my best to get people to leave me be so i can hang with you."
katsuki twisted his head so he was looking back up at you. his tears subsided, and he looked at you with a gentle smile. "thanks."
you smiled, wiping away a tear that was about to fall from his ruby eyes. "of course."
he sat up, flinging you over him so that you were laying on his chest now. you squealed and giggled, the sounds filling your room. "now, let's watch somethin'. what movie do you wanna watch?"
you paused for a moment, smiling. "teen beach movie."
he chuckled, kissing you gently on the lips. "anythin' for little miss popular."
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⋆˚꩜｡ summary: a jujutsu sorcerer slowly falling in love with you, another jujutsu sorcerer with a spider technique!
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: megumi fushiguro x fem!sorcerer!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader is your friendly neighborhood spiderman, reader has facial piercings (nose, eyebrow), talk of death, reader is lowk mean (she's just traumatized i promise), based reader off of spiderman cuz i thought it was cool
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff
⋆˚꩜｡ request here! (ty anon)
the first time megumi saw you, he thought you were an angel coming to drag him up to heaven.
a rough fight with a grade one curse had him feeling on the brink of death. his chest was getting heavier as well as his breathing, and he swore the world was turning black.
as the curse approached him, it suddenly got dragged back. strong, white spider webs held the curse tightly against a brick wall. it screamed in pain, writhing against the cobwebs.
all of a sudden, you landed on the ground in front of megumi and the curse. it all went black for just a moment and when he came to, the curse was exorcized.
you kneeled down in front of him and megumi thought he died. "you ok?" he heard your sweet voice ask.
"mmnn..." he rasped, ears ringing. his dark blue eyes opened just a little bit to look at you. your face was covered by an all white mask with the eyes having a dark red and black outline.
you had on an all white leotard with accents of red all over it. on the neck up, a dark red tone took over with a print of spider webs all over the place. a dark red spider imprint sat on your chest. you had a pair of baggy blue jeans on. your hair stuck out of the back, natural frizz coating it after flying through the city.
you brought your hand up to his forehead, brushing his dark locs out of his forehead and feeling the temperature of his skin. you hands were covered in gloves with a spider web print covering your delicate fingertips.
"where should i bring you?" you asked.
megumi panted heavily, feeling faint again. "satoru gojo..." he whimpered.
you knew that name, and nodded to yourself. you picked him up under the armpits and he fell into you. he held onto like a vice as you shot a long string of web up the building and flying up.
he was unconscious as you flew across the city. web by web, eventually you handed megumi off to the white-haired man. he thanked you, affectionately patting you on the head although just meeting you.
the next morning when megumi woke up, his heart raced at the memory of you. he questioned yuji and nobara to see if they saw you, but the only person who witnessed your grace was gojo.
he needed to see you again.
the second time megumi saw you, he knew that he needed you,
this time as he fought yet another curse, he was winning by a landslide. it was easily a grade three or four curse that took only his frog shikigami to exorcise. once it was gone, he let out a sigh.
"you're feeling better," you said loudly, making him gasp and tense up. he turned around, face flushing.
there you stood, hair flowing in the wind. you had on the same outfit, same leotard and jeans. your mask still concealed your identity.
"you," megumi gasped quietly, making eye contact with the cartoonish eyes on your mask.
"yeah, me," you sarcastically chuckled, walking up to him with your hands in your pocket.
"you- you saved me that day," he said, turning to face you fully.
you nodded. "i did. how are you feeling? it's been about a week."
"better," he replied softly.
"i never caught your name," you said, extending your hand. "i'm y/n l/n."
"megumi," he paused. "f-fushiguro."
"nice to formally meet you," you said, eyes falling down to the button on his jacket. "you go to jujutsu high?"
"oh! yeah, i do," he said, clamming fingers curling around the gold stud.
why was he feeling like this? never in his life has megumi had a crush on a girl. his friends often tease him that he never had a girlfriend or that maybe he's into guys. he's never had a girl that made his heart flutter, so why now? why you?
"wanna see something cool?" you suddenly asked, snapping him out of his trance. "get on my back"
he swallowed, brows furrowing and throat going dry. "why?"
"dude," you chuckled, rolling your eyes that were covered by your mask. "don't make it weird. i promise it's worth it."
megumi nodded, wrapping his arms around your neck but hesitating to jump. "you're tiny. why would i jump on your back?"
you rolled your eyes again. "trust me. you're fine."
he sighed again and then jumped onto your back. you held him up with ease as if he were a little child. "you're light," you told him, walking up to the building that you were standing next to you and you began crawling up it. he held onto you tighter.
"you're like a spider," megumi said as you crawled up the wall. you did it so naturally that it seemed like breathing to you.
"yeah, well that's kind of my thing," you huffed.
eventually, you reached the top of the building. you sat down on the ledge, dangling your feet over. you looked down at the busy roads of tokyo illuminated by houselights and cars.
"you come here often?" he asked, sitting down next to you.
"yeah. when i need to think or just want to get away from people," you explained.
"am i bothering you?" he asked.
"i wouldn't have brung you here if you bothered me."
"right."
you two sat in silence for another moment. you grabbed your mask, ripping it off of your face and taking a huge breath. megumi bit back a gasp. he had no idea what you looked like, but he wasn't expecting you to be this beautiful.
"it's so nice out," you sighed, laying on your back. your nose and eyebrow piercing gleamed under the moonlight.
"yeah," megumi muttered. he continued sitting up, not wanting to make you weirded out.
"i've always wanted to go to jujutsu high," you started talking, eyes fixated on the stars aligning the sky. "'yer really lucky."
"why don't you? if you tell gojo about your spider technique, he'd think it's cool. he'd get you enrolled immediately," he suggested.
you shook your head sighing. "i can't. i wouldn't be able to live on campus. i also have to take care of my aunt."
"your aunt?"
"yeah, i live with my aunt," you hummed.
"why not your parents?" he innocently questioned.
"they were both killed in a plane crash," you told him, head and eyes turning to look at him. his eyes widened and lips parted.
"i'm so sorry-!" he said, running a hand through his hair.
"it's fine. it was when i was a baby anyway so i didn't really know them. the reason i have to stay especially with my aunt is because my uncle recently died as well," you explained, trying to make him feel more comfortable.
"i'm so sorry. can.. could i ask what happened?" megumi politely asked.
"attack of curses. he had the same technique as me and he was so strong. curses hunted him down and killed him. that's why i wear a mask."
he nodded, connecting the dots. "i'm so sorry. if it makes you feel any better, i don't really know my parents either. i lived on the streets with my sister for a while before my teacher took custody of us."
"thanks. it helps a bit to know i'm not alone," you said, smiling. you haven't really smiled in a very long time after your uncle died. you became more closed off and reserved, often just having your headphones on to drown out the stress of your everyday life.
he awkwardly smiled back, looking back to the streets of tokyo. you two stayed up there for another two hours, talking about everything you could imagine. friends, family, school, drama, interests, music, coffee, the list goes on.
for once in both of your lives, you both found someone who finally understood you.
the third time megumi saw you, it was planned.
the last time you spoke on the rooftop, you exchanged numbers and called and texted each other nonstop. nobara and yuji ruthlessly made fun of him for having his nose dug in his phone waiting for you to respond.
he couldn't help himself. the way you talked so casually to him despite only meeting him made butterflies fly out of his mouth. everything about you was so beautiful. your face, your honesty, your niceness, your goodness, your loyalty. you.
megumi fushiguro doesn't have crushes, but you were the first to conquer his reserved heart. you were on his mind 24/7. he needed to see you again.
eventually he asked to take you out on a formal date, not wanting to meet you in a dark alleyway where you save him from a curse. he set it up, you'd meet at the town's most popular sushi place then walk around shopping for a little bit.
and that's exactly what you did.
he was already sitting down when you got to the restaurant. he was wearing baggy black jeans with a black button down shirt. he looked so handsome under the dim lights of the restaurant.
you normally hated wearing skirts with all your might, but you decided today was an exception. you were wearing a tight fitted white silk shirt with black polka dots scattered all around it. you paired it with a black jean skirt and your favorite pair of black leather boots. you smiled as you saw him.
you two had so much fun, talking and finding more about each other through your date. after you two ate, you walked around for a bit and forgot about the stresses of sorcerery and curses for awhile.
megumi was right where he wanted to be.
the last time megumi saw you, you were his.
that date was three months ago, and you and megumi have been together ever since. you two went on another small "date" to the beach where gojo, yuji, and nobara came with.
when yuji, the pink haired male saw you, his face immediately lit up. "ahh, you must be y/n! the spider girl that megumi has a crush on!"
silence fell over your group, and you just stood there with a small smirk on your face. in the moment, megumi wanted to kill yuji, choke him out for embarrassing him in front of you. but later in the day as megumi walked you home, you kissed him on the cheek and told him that you liked him too.
megumi grunted as he exorcized the grade two curse in front of him. he cracked his neck, not noticing how you swung down to him. "hi," you said, smiling widely under your mask. you hung upside down, hands holding on tight to the web and legs bent in the air.
he spun around, a soft smile on his face as he walked over to you. "hi, n/n, what's goin' on?"
"nothing much. just checking up on you, making sure you're ok," you said.
he walked over to you, lifting up the bottom of your mask to reveal your soft lips that he fell in love with kissing. he pressed his lips to yours, hands cupping your cheeks. you smiled into the kiss, thinking how silly it was that he was kissing you upside down.
after a moment, he pulled away, pulling your mask back down.
"thanks for letting me hang, but i gotta go!" you said, flipping upright. "see you later. love ya, mary jane."
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: truthfully this request took me so long because i redid my entire page and then wrote this, then hated it so much then deleted it and rewrote it. ANYWAYYY hope u guys enjoy! please send in more requestss
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: you and your boyfriend have been dating for over a year, and he's getting upset that you aren't willing to give him what he wants
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: megumi fushiguro x fem!loser!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, megumi goes to jujutsu high but curses are not really mentioned, megumi's a bad kisser (i think it's silly), a little ooc megumi, reader lowk neurodivergent, SUGGESTIVE (quick sexual act but no actual smut) nudity, miscommunication, asshole megumi, hurt with absolutely no comfort
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: angst
⋆˚꩜｡ request: here! (ty anon!)
if you were to ask any of megumi's friends what he was like, they'd all say the same thing. he's quiet. he keeps to himself. he's very reserved. he's not very social. yet he's caring. he's kind. he's funny when he wants to be. he likes being around his friends when he's in the mood.
if you were to ask any of your friends what you're like, they'd say nothing. because you don't have any friends.
after moving to tokyo due to being bullied in middle school, you thought you would change in high school. become the girl you've always dreamed of being.
you dreamed of always being surrounded by your friends. you dreamed of always having beautiful manicures. you dreamed of having flawless skin. you dreamed of having an adorable wardrobe with outfits for every occasion. you dreamed of going out with friends to parties and shopping days. you dreamed that you would be an a+ student. you dreamed that you were normal. you dreamed that you'd have a perfect boyfriend.
yet your fantasies never came true.
when you started school, no one wanted to be your friend. all the popular girls who knew each other from middle school all laughed at you and gave you dirty looks. your nails are short and brittle, bitten up and red around your cuticles. you have pimples scattered across your face and no skincare to help it. you wear black sweatpants and a black hoodie everyday. you lay in bed all day after school on your phone or watching tv. you're failing almost every class and can't be bothered when your mom yells at you for it. you just go to lay down in bed and sleep away the pain. you're awkward and clammy, always feeling like you get in the way of things.
despite all of this though, you do have a perfect boyfriend.
you met megumi at a bookstore a year ago. you decided to treat yourself for doing good on one of your english tests. as you were browsing the shelves, you were disrupted by two girls laughing hysterically and obnoxiously. they looked like the type of girls who would bully you in school.
you rolled your eyes, and the boy standing next to you chuckled. he didn't smile. "your expression said it all."
you looked up, confused. no one ever talks to you. you smiled awkwardly back at him, hands starting to feel clammy and sweaty. "yeah..."
he immediately began to browse the books again as if he had already forgotten about you. he was the first person to ever initiate an actual conversation with you. you couldn't just let him slip away.
"i'm y/n," you said shyly, avoiding eye contact with him. he didn't smile again, but his attention was on you.
"nice to meet you. i'm megumi," he said politely. you smiled awkwardly again, not knowing what to do. he let out a small smile and walked away. tears welled in your eyes. you didn't know what to do. your only shot at making a friend was gone, and he was so cute too!
you didn't see him again until he was checking out. he was buying a book with a dark red cover. you needed to say something to him. you waited by the exit until he was about to walk out of the store.
"megumi, w-wait.." you said quietly, yet he turned to look down at you. with your heart in your throat, you swallowed. "c-can i have your... number?"
megumi looked down at you, blue eyes gazing into yours softly. he could tell you were nervous. "of course."
you nodded aggressively, shakily taking out your phone and handing it to him so he could put in his number. he handed you back your phone, smiling softly. he left the store.
you went home with no books in your hand, just a super cute boy's number. you went home, hesitantly texting him.
y: hi.
y: sorry if i looked dumb in the store. i'm just really awkward.
he didn't reply for 11 minutes. you counted. finally, he texted you back.
m: that's ok. there's nothing to apologize about.
2 more minutes of neither of you responding. he texted again.
m: would you want to go out to grab a bite sometime soon with me?
the rest was history. you went out on a few dates, getting to know each other until megumi officially became not only your boyfriend, but your first official friend.
he's aware about all of the things you hate about yourself. your awkwardness. your social anxiety. your fantasy dream life you've made up in your head. your no friends. your no life.
and he's ok with it. you never thought that you would meet a boy that'd be ok with it. megumi's like you in a way. he has friends, but just a close few. he would rather spend the night in his room then out at a party. he's quiet like you. not social like you.
days with him are sometimes slow, but the two of you like to soak in the tranquility of your quietness. you guys like to watch tv and talk about life. you guys also kiss.
a lot.
more than you'd like to.
it started off simple. you two were watching tv one day when he gently lifted your chin up and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips. you were ecstatic for days. you wished you had a friend that you could tell about it.
kissing and hugging became regular for you guys. and then it got more heated.
a small peck would turn into megumi holding your face, keeping his lips on yours for longer. his lips would start to move against yours, making you uncomfortable and awkward.
you didn't like the way his lips basically suck yours. you think it's gross. you hate the way his saliva sticks all around your mouth when you two are done making out. you hate the way his puts his tongue in your mouth. it's repulsing.
innocent pecks became makeout sessions. unfortunately for you, these makeout sessions are beginning to turn into something more.
now, as you lay in bed with him, you notice a shift in your relationship. megumi's starting to expect more than you want to give him. right now, he's sucking sexy bruises onto your neck, whimpering against your skin. you hate the way it feels. it tickles. you don't like his spit on your neck. you can't breathe. his hands are starting to go up your shirt. his hands are cold. you don't want his hands there.
megumi sat up, taking your shirt off and leaving you in your bra. it wasn't sexy or cute for him, it was just a basic, regular sports bra.
your heart sank at sudden contact. he began kissing your chest, making you tense up. you never expected to go this far with him, and you hate it. his fingers hook your bra before you push his hands away.
"n-no... please don't..." you begged, tears welling up in your eyes. he immediately sat up, looking at you. tears streamed down your cheeks. you were covered in bright purple hickeys.
"y/n..." he whispered to himself, grabbing your shirt and slipping it over your head.
"i'm sorry..." you sobbed, wiping away his left over spit on your neck.
he gently wiped away your tears, kissing you on the forehead. "no, i'm sorry. i-i should've asked, first."
"it's ok," you promised. "you didn't know."
you thought after that, he'd calm down with being sexual with you.
but the same thing happened the next week.
you were laying in your bed as megumi was kissing your neck again. you were fighting back tears. both your shirts were completely off, baring yourselves to each other. you didn't want to.
his mouth dropped to your chest. he began to gently suck and bite at your nipple which was your breaking point. you pushed him off you, panting.
"what?" megumi snapped, seeming to get irritated instead of worried.
you sniffled, grabbing your hoodie and throwing it over your head. "i don't want to have sex with you," you said.
megumi sighed, shifting to the edge of your bed and sitting up. his shirt was still off. "why?"
you gulped, face hot with tears. "i-i'm just not comfortable with that kind of stuff, gumi."
he sighed again, looking at you. his eyes that were once so full of love for you were now dull and unbothered. "y/n..." he muttered. "i'm a boy. i have needs. you're my girlfriend, why wouldn't you do that for me?"
your jaw dropped a little. "megumi.. w-what is this issue. i'm not comfortable with it, why don't you understand that."
he stood up, his tall from looming over the room. "i don't think you understand." he walked over to you, kissing you on the forehead. "don't call me anymore. i won't be stopping by, either. i think it's for the best if we're not together anymore. we'll both get what we want."
you didn't even get a word in before megumi put on his shirt and left your room, leaving you alone and disgusted with yourself.
for a moment in your life, you felt loved and appreciated. the world didn't matter to you when you were with megumi. he treated you with the love and respect that you always never recieved.
you might not have had any friend. you might not have had pretty nails. you might not have had clear, perfect skin. you might not have had a huge closet full of clothes. you might not have had a lot of things to do. you might not have had good grades. you might have been an awkward loser. but you had megumi.
and he was all that mattered.
and now after not wanting to do one simple thing, he's gone.
now you truly have nothing.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: hi guys i don't usually write sad stuff but this is really fun! the request didn't say anything about a happy ending so i took matters into my own hands :)
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: you and your best friend spend the night together after you leave a party early and experience feelings you've never had before.
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: megumi fushiguro x fem!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, takes place in college (all characters are adults), no curses/sorcery, alcohol abuse, partying, drinking, substance abuse, weed mentioned, reader flirts with megumi and doesn't realize they're flirting with megumi throughout the whole story, megumi and reader act like their dating buy their not, everyone drinks but you don't, falling in loveeee, loverboy megumi
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff and comfort
halloween was everyone's favorite holiday. as a kid, you ran around, knocking on doors around your neighborhood filling your bag of sweets that would definitely give you a cavity later.
as a pre-teen, you sat on your living room floor, eyes wide on the horror movie on the tv and a white knuckle grip on your pajama pants. screams of terror and joy filled the room as you sat with your friends.
as an adult, you get drunk.
you've never been to a halloween party as a teenager. during high school, you usually sat at home and watched horror movies with your best friends, yuji, nobara and megumi.
you three all go to the same college, and the weather is beginning to cool and the leaves crisp into shades of brown and orange. you didn't have any plans for halloween this year until your group chat started ringing. you picked up your phone.
y.i: yoo!
y.i: ino's throwing a halloween party later tn. you guys down?
n.k: definitely.
y/n: sure!
m.f: no.
y.i: why not, megumi?!
you giggled as you watched your friends gang up on megumi. you loved how non social he was. he once admitted to you that out of your group, your his favorite. he said it was because you were loud, nice and funny, but never forced him to go out when he didn't want to.
you've hung out one on one with megumi quite a few times, and it's always enjoyable. he's usually quiet, but with you he talks more than usual. he mostly listens to you ramble, but he'll throw in some commentary occasionally.
n.k: i'm going as a princess. wbu guys??
y:i: basic. i'm going as the nesquik bunny
y/n: that's actually aura yuji i can't even lie. idk what i'm gonna go as yet!
y.i: [reacted 'heart' to your message] thanks bro.
m.f: idk what im going as either. if i even go.
you giggled at megumi's anti socialism. you were in dire need of a costume, and he had not a clue what to wear either. you clicked on his contact, calling him. he answered on the third ring.
"hi, megumi!" you said, phone up to your ear.
"hey," he rasped out. you could hear the smile in his voice. "what's up?"
"can you help me pick out a costume for tonight?" you asked.
"sure," he sighed.
"do you want to match?" you asked innocently, smiling as if he were in the room with you.
"whatever you want. i don't care," megumi said. you opened your computer and went to browse ideas on pinterest.
you two landed on batman and robin. he'd be batman since he's the gothy one and wears all black. you'd be robin since you surprisingly had the wardrobe for it.
"perfect!" you hummed, running your hand through your hair. "i'll see you then, 'kay?"
"m'kay. bye," he muttered.
"bye! love you," you said as you hung up.
you connected your phone to your bluetooth cd speaker, putting on your upbeat playlist. you've never been to a halloween party, and you were more than excited. you wondered what everyone would be doing! what movies you were gonna watch, what candy everyone was bringing, and what fun you would have.
you did your makeup and straightened your hair, smiling at yourself in the mirror. you put on your cute green denim mini skirt with a cute red tank top. you drew a quick robin symbol and taped in on your shirt. you threw on some more accessories like black sunglasses for the mask, a gold belt, jewelry and lip gloss. you slipped on your long black leather boots.
you hung out in your room for a little bit before getting in your car and driving to ino's town house that yuji sent the address to. you showed up a half hour late, walking in. your nose twisted into a snarl, the aroma of weed and alcohol filling the air. you covered your nose, walking into the dorm. it was dark, everyone dressed in costumes, yet you couldn't tell who was who or who was wearing what.
you bumped through people who drunkenly danced in the house. people's heads were tipped back, swallowing liquids in red solo cups and shot glasses. you saw a few people vaping and a few more smoking cigarettes. you looked around, bumping into yuji. he had bunny ears on, a hat and sunglasses on his head. his head was tilted back as he drank.
he looked at you, wrapping his arm around you drunkenly. "what'sup, n/n," he slurred. "y'made it! you're a superhero... cool."
"y-yeah," you murmured, walking away from him. you went to go sit on the couch, awkwardly taking a seat next to a couple who were passionately making out and dry humping each other. you scooted away, covering your nose again at the rancid smells filling the house.
the music blasting made your head pound and your ears ring. you were always one for parties and social gatherings, but not when there's drinking and drugs involved. your heart was beating so fast. you wanted to leave, but you promised your friends you would stay.
you saw nobara far off, drunkenly flirting with a guy. she was wearing a sparkly plastic tiara with a white tutu and a pink corset.
you shakily sighed, looking around for any sober person. there was no light in the darkness. no hope. you were going to be stuck at this party for the rest of the night with no one to help you.
you pulled your knees to your chest, trying to hold back your tears. you heard to guys walk past you. you couldn't see, yet felt their eyes on you. "look at robin over there," one chuckled.
"i'd be her batman any day," laughed the other. a few tears slipped from your eyes.
you sat like that for what felt like hours, drunken laughs and shrieks all feeling like background noise compared to the loud beating of your heart. you were pulled out of your trance as a hand touched your shoulder. you gasped, looking up and expecting to see one of those perverts who were making remarks about you.
your heart dropped back to your chest once you saw megumi. you sighed in relief. "gumi!"
"hey," he said, rubbing your shoulder. "you okay?"
you were relieved. he sounded cold sober. "umm.. yeah. i'm fine."
"you're lying," he said, walking around the couch to sit next to you. "don't sit like that. i can see up your skirt."
you blushed. "sorry."
"it's ok. i just don't want some creep ass trying to stare up your skirt," he assured you. "you're not having fun."
you shakily sighed again, "n-no."
"do you want to get out of here?" megumi asked. you eagerly nodded.
you stood up and once he followed, you held onto his hand so you wouldn't lose him walking out. you almost cried of relief after walking out of the house.
"gumi... did you drive here?" you asked, unlocking your car.
"no. i walked," he replied, running his hands through his dark hair. he got into your passenger seat. you looked over to him, seeing him in light for the first time. he was wearing a tight fitted batman t-shirt with baggy black denim jeans. he even had guy liner on!
as much as you hated to admit it, megumi looked so hot.
you started your car, leaning back into your seat. you panted, needing a moment to calm down before driving. "just... give me a moment," you begged, tears streaming down your face. you knew you looked like an idiot, you just didn't care. you cried in front of megumi all the time anyway.
"it's ok," he promised. "do you want me to drive?"
"mhm..." you mumbled. he got out of the passenger seat, opening the driver's seat for you. you stepped out and crossed your car, getting in the passenger side. he closed the door and adjusted his seat so he could comfortably drive.
"gumi, are you drunk?" you asked, heart dropping at the thought. he was behind your wheel, foot on the brakes ready to drive at any moment.
"hell no. i'm not stupid enough to drink and even if i was, i'm not stupid enough to drink after doing so," he said, smiling at you to relieve your nerves. you giggled, trusting every word he said.
the drive was calming. you rested your head on your center console, letting out shaky breaths. megumi placed his hand on your back to sooth you. it worked.
you two got back to your dorm building, and you two walked right by each other in. the nighttime air was chilling. your shivered and hugged yourself tightly, regretting wearing such small clothing.
"let's go to my dorm, okay? you can borrow some of my clothes and we can watch some halloween movies. would that make you feel better?" he asked, looking down at you.
you looked back up at him, smiling softly. "yeah.. i would like that."
you two reached his dorm. you felt like collapsing. being at that party for 20 minutes felt like 20 years. you were still overwhelmed.
"you feeling okay?" megumi asked again, rubbing your hair. "you don't look to good."
"headache..." you simply said. you didn't feel like over explaining right now.
"'m sorry," he said, going into his medicine cabinet and getting you some motrin. "take this whenever you need. let me get you some clothes."
megumi walked over to his dresser, taking out a large grey t-shirt and a pair of blue plaid pajama pants. "here you go. take your time in the bathroom."
you nodded, walking into his bathroom. you weren't bothered to take off your makeup or jewelry. you slipped off your costume and into megumi's clothes. they were big on you and smelled like him. you quickly popped a motrin into your mouth and swallowed it down with water.
you folded your clothes putting them nicely on his couch. he was laying in his bed, also undressed in a hoodie and sweatpants. "you look cute."
you blinked slowly, glittery eyeshadow gleaming at him. "thanks." you walked over, comfortably laying in his bed with him. it wouldn't be the first time you have. one time you two were hanging out and there was an emergency lockdown of an intruder in the dorm building. you locked yourselves in his room and even when the lockdown was all clear, you were scared shitless and had to spend the night in his room.
you laid close to him, curled up but not touching him. "what movie do you wanna watch?"
"gumi, i don't really want to watch a movie. i still have a really bad headache. is that ok...?" you asked, looking up at him.
he chuckled. "of course that's ok." he switched to spotify to put on a soft music playlist for you. he remembered the time when you told him you can't sleep without music playing.
"do you have a hair tie?" he asked. you nodded, handing it to him. "lay on my chest and i'll braid your hair." he said nonchalantly. if nobara and yuji could see how sappy he is for you, they'd laugh in his face.
you didn't think twice before shifting to lay on him. you let out a relaxed sigh as he began running his hands through your straightened hair. he began to carefully braid it, remembering the other time you told him you sleep with your hair braided every night.
he took soft breaths, praying that you didn't hear how rapidly his heart was beating.
"you were so uptight at the party. what happened? did someone hurt you?" megumi asked protectively.
"no! it's.. i-it's just that i don't drink. i never have and i probably won't ever. i've never been to a party where everyone was drinking before. only one, and it wasn't fun."
megumi nodded, urging you to continue.
"i've always been the odd one out because i don't drink. in high school, people didn't invite me to stuff because i don't drink. if i'm out somewhere with my friends and they start vaping or something, i just sit there awkwardly and they laugh at me. i've never seen anyone in a different light after finding out they smoke or drink, but people always see me in a different light after they find out that i don't. it's like.. people think i'm judging them, that i'm thinking i'm superior because i don't drink.
nothing ever traumatized me to the point where i refuse to drink alcohol. it's just a me thing. it's just something i choose not to do because i think it causes nothing but problems and trouble. it's just for my wellbeing. and well... being around people like that scare me, especially if it's a big party like that."
"i wouldn't of ever let itadori drag you to that party if i knew that. i'm so sorry," megumi said, rubbing your back.
"don't apologize!" you giggled. "it's not your fault."
"i know. i just... don't like seeing you uncomfortable or unsafe," he admitted, blushing and turning away.
you snuggled further into his chest, letting out a sigh. "yuji was drunk. nobara was drunk. there were two guys catcalling me. everyone was drunk. it was scary. i just wanted to have a fun night with my friends. i even brought my camera so i could take cute photos with everyone."
"i'm sorry," he murmured again, heart sinking in regret and shame. that's why you were sitting with your legs to your chest. you were so scared.
"it's not your fault, gumi. you're the one who got me out of there," you reminded him.
he tied your hair together with the stretchy black band. "i know. i just hate the fact you were alone and afraid. you should've texted me or called me."
"it's ok. please stop apologizing. it all worked out," you promised.
there was a moment of silence between you two. the only thing you could hear was the soft hum of music in the background and megumi's heart beating. a blush covered your face. it was so intimate. he held you tightly, afraid to let go.
"where's your camera?" he asked suddenly.
you sat up off his chest, getting up and walking over to your bag on his kitchen table. you grabbed your small digital camera and got back in bed with him.
megumi gently took it, turning it on and turning the flash on. he's so experienced with your camera because you "trained him well" to take aesthetic photos of you whenever you go out with him.
when you curled back up into his chest, he flipped the camera around. "smile," he murmured to you. hypocritically, he gave a small closed mouth smile while you smiled wide with your eyes closed. he set you camera on his nightstand, going back to rubbing your back.
"at least you got one good photo tonight," he chuckled. you giggled in response, eyes closing in bliss. for a night that went so horribly, you felt safe in megumi's arms.
"you're so warm," you told him softly.
he didn't say anything. he didn't need to. in that moment, the both of you relished the feeling of holding each other.
the feeling of home.
"are you sure you want me to stay? i can go back to my dorm if you want to," you said, fluttering your eyes open.
"i'd rather die than have you go home. you're staying," megumi said nonchalantly, the thought of you leaving making his heart ache.
you giggled again, getting more comfortable on his chest. "i'm so tired," you rasped out. "i'm gonna fall asleep."
"that's fine. i'll be right here if you need me," he said, hand still rubbing circles around your back.
"goodnight, gumi. love you," you said innocently, letting out another sigh before drifting off almost immediately. thank God you did, or else you'd hear his heart beating so hard that it'd burst out of his chest.
you always say that. whenever you hang up the phone on him or leave a hangout. this was just so different. it was more domestic and intimate. it was different in the context of laying in bed together.
"goodnight," megumi said softly, closing his eyes before he would force himself to mutter a 'love you' back.
you were still sleeping when megumi woke up the next morning. his ocean eyes fluttered open, squinting slightly to adjust to his now brightened dorm. he looked down at you, still in the same position as last night. you didn't move an inch.
megumi looked at your shoulders, rising and falling with each gentle breath you took. you looked so content in his arms. your eyelids were still glittery from your makeup last night and your mascara was a little smudged. you drooled a little bit onto his sweatshirt.
he swore that he fell in love right there.
he wanted this to be every morning for the rest of his life. to wake up next to you in the morning and to fall asleep next to you every night. to hear your sweet voice tell him 'i love you' every day.
megumi let out a shaky breath, wrapping his arms around you. he laid there for 10 minutes before you began to stir. "g'morning," you slurred, wiping your already smudged mascara.
he laughed, noting your messy head. "good morning," he said. you blushed at how soft his voice was, especially right now. when you hang out with yuji and nobara, he has the same aggressive, monotone voice with the no matter what he says. when he's alone with you, he always has more character in his voice and a softer tone. you're special.
"you looked like you slept well," he joked.
you chuckled a little bit. "how bad do i look?"
"not bad. just a little disheveled. it's ok," he assured you.
"i forgot to take off my makeup. i never do!" you giggled, flopping back down onto megumi's chest.
"i think you still look beautiful," he hummed. "how about you go back to your dorm and redo that pretty makeup of yours, yeah? i'm going to take you out on a date tonight."
your heart fluttered. "actually?"
"yeah. you can pick any fancy restaurant in the city that you want. you can wear a pretty dress and i'll pay. then maybe we can have our movie night that we never got to have. that sound fun?" he asked.
you blushed, smiling up at him. "you're so sweet. thanks, gumi. i can't wait."
"me either," megumi said, brushing a piece of hair out of your face. "be ready at 6, pretty girl."
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: HI GUYS! pls accept this as my apology for writing that last fic about megumi :)). i didn't expect this to be that long! if you guys would like a part 2 of their date, lmk!
