soba incidents
stranger!shy!megumi fushiguro x fem! reader
fem! reader, girly! reader, shy! megumi, reader is shorter than megumi
lowkey tooth-rotting fluff!!
synopsis: an accidental collision at your favorite soba shop leads to a stranger!shy!megumi doing something he never does
word count: 978
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You were sitting in a warmly lit soba shop, trying to finish the huge bowl you accidentally ordered, not letting a single dollar go to waste. The work you were trying to complete on your laptop was forgotten, and instead, you stared out the window. You watched as people walked by, heading to different places. Some dressed in sweatpants as they walked their dogs, others in short dresses headed for the bar.
An hour passes by, and your food is finally finished. You feel warm and filled, the sun halfway across the sky, casting a warm glow on the world.
You get up, fix your soft cardigan, and pick up your bowl of soba to return to the kitchen. It was one of those restaurants where the entire thing is run by one middle-aged man who knows every customer by name.
Just as you turn, you collide into someone, your bowl falling with a hard crash, pieces of hand-painted ceramic going everywhere.
"Oh shit- I'm sorry I didn't see you-"
"It's okay!", you squeak out.
Before you get a look at who you bumped into, you bend down to pick up the large pieces of the broken bowl. Unfortunately, the stranger does the same, and your heads collide with a painful thud!
A soft scream escapes your mouth as you fall back onto your behind, the stranger doing the same.
"Oh my God...", you hear the stranger mumble, "I'm really sorry, are you alright?"
You haven't gotten a look at their face yet, you're way too disoriented. However, from his deep voice and lanky but tall frame, you can tell it's a man.
"I-I'm fine!"
You slowly get up, dusting your clothes, and the stranger does the same.
Right then, the owner of the shop comes out, "Oh come on! Agh, I'll get this cleaned up, shoo both of you! Y/N it's on me tonight...just get out."
You flush as your hurridly pack your things and practicaly rush out the shop. You don't get far before you feel someone grab your wrist.
"Wait!"
You turn, eyes wide with shock. You're met with the most beautiful man you've ever seen. His black hair sits perfectly atop his sharp face, pale and chiseled. His eyes are a deep indigo, surrounded by wispy, long lashes. His full lips are slightly parted, cheeks that rest atop high cheekbones covered in a light flush.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to run into you, ma'am. Are you alright?"
It takes you a moment to realize this is who you bumped into.
"O-oh! It's alright! These things happen!"
He lets go of your wrist, and you tuck your hair behind your ear, all of a sudden nervous.
"I hope I didn't ruin your meal," he sheepishly says.
He's cute.
"No, no! I was already finished!"
He nods.
You two stand in an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say next.
Little did you know, Megumi was entirely swept off his feet. He wasn't one who went for looks; his attraction to someone was always for their personality. But he couldn't help it. You were a few inches shorter than him. Your hair looked soft and silky, slightly blowing in the wind. You were staring up at him with gorgeous, wide eyes, framed by long lashes. Your cheeks were glowing and flushed, your lips lush and coated in something glossy. And the way you kept reassuring him that you were fine, when his head still hurt from the collision? Wow.
He really doesn't know what possessed him to do this. Maybe it was your oversized sweater that almost entirely engulfed your frame. Or the way your head was slightly tilted to the side, probably waiting for him to say something. Before the silence stretched on even more and bordered on being creepy, he cleared his throat.
"I could, uhm- make it up to you."
You scrunch your brows, confusion covering your features.
God, you were adorable.
"Sorry?" Your voice was soft and delicate.
"Only if you'd like!" He said in a panic, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, "I could buy you another bowl, sometime..."
Then, without warning, your face splits into a gorgeous grin, your eyes crinkling at the sides.
"You're so sweet!"
Megumi could swear his heart stopped beating.
If you didn't know any better, you'd think this random, beautiful stranger was asking you out.
You boldly pull out your phone, opening the contacts app and handing it to him. What was there to lose? And plus, free soba! You were enticed.
He stares down at your phone with surprise, before finally registering it and grabbing it from you. He quietly, with almost shaking hands, puts in his contact information.
He hands back your phone, with a small crooked smile.
"Megumi," you repeat the name he saved himself as.
He nods.
"I'm Y/N! I'll be waiting for that soba bowl! You did bump my head pretty hard."
He gets flustered at your teasing, "Ah..yea..again I'm trully sorry about that."
You giggle as you check the time.
"Well, I have to get going, but I take it I'll see you soon, Megumi?"
He gulps at the use of his name, which sounds so sweet coming from you.
"Y-yea."
You give him one more smile before you walk away, bag swinging at your side.
He watches as you turn the corner, completely confused at this entire interaction.
Megumi walks back into the soba shop, a little disoriented.
"Oi! You're back! Help me clean what's left!"
He sighs at the situation he's gotten himself into. As he bends down to clean the leftover mess, he sees a small clip on the floor where you were sitting. It was too cute, it had to belong to you. He smiles as he pockets it.
Guess I'll give it back to her next time.
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first time writing for someone other than bakugo, hope you enjoyed!
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