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at 2 he rolled over and layed his head on your chest by the time you two woke up at around 8 his head was in your (his t-shirt

you woke up and expected to be able to roll over but unfortunately that’s impossible when your limbs are tangled together with your 5’9 boyfriend

but you honestly love putting on the act that his clingyness is annoying but it’s because you love to see your boyfriend so soft and comfortable enough to be vulnerable around you

in the first couple months megumi communicated he had a hard time opening up to people and you never forced him too because it happened naturally

fast forward to now your sitting up resting against the headboard watching tv while megumi is sitting up aswell but for the first time today there’s space between you two and you can see megumi hates it by the slightly pouting lip and sad eyes he gives you and doesn’t back down

you glance over at him 2 minutes later and he still has that same expression “omg” you groan you looked like a starved puppy get over here!

he doesn’t say anything but scoots over next to you and places his head on your shoulder.

“your cute when your clingy” you tease

he responds with a low “mmm” to let you know he heard you.

you look down to see his eyes fully closed and he looks half asleep

“gumi you could’ve told me you were sleepy”

you say placing your hand in his hair and moving around the strands.

he melts into the touch so you shift so now his head is on you chest

“night baby” you say to him not expecting a response and lightly kissed his temple

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"Do you like classic holiday music or more modern songs?" You ask, voice pinched with seriousness. You're laying on your stomach across Ren's bed, phone in hand while you scroll through a seemingly endless catalog of music options.

"Neither," Kaji deadpans, not looking up from his own phone. Seated up against the headboard beside you, it's not a far reach to poke the side of his leg in reprimand.

Steel blue eyes flash in your direction, just long enough to make your heart stutter in your chest before returning back to the mindless scrolling on his phone. For once, he's not wearing his treasured headphones, instead leaving them around his neck while he listens to you complain about his complete disinterest in Christmas music.

You steal a moment to watch him carefully, like you'll find the answers to all your problems in the profile of his face.

It's rare that you ever get time alone with Kaji, despite the fact that he's your best friend. Enomoto and Kusumi never fail to join the two of you, and though you love the pair, you do miss out on plenty of chances to spend time with just Kaji.

The boy you're hopelessly in love with.

It's heartbreaking, really, that you're so close with him and yet it always feels like there's an unbridgeable gap between the two of you. There's no way you'd chance ruining your friendship with him by confessing your feelings.

"At least pretend to be interested in this," You demand in a pout, propping your chin up with your hand so your head is angled in Kaji's direction. You swear you see a flicker of a smirk on his lips before his typical aloof expression slides back into place.

He doesn't even look up from his phone as he shakes his head.

You groan, poking his leg again, only to get no response from him at all. He's being a total grinch, and you know it's partly because he's getting a rise out of you.

But you're not one to give up so easily.

"Ren," You sweetly coo his given name, and he stiffens almost instantly. "Please do this for me?"

There's a moment where he doesn't move—not even to breathe—and you think you might have pushed him too far. Ren Kaji is a lot of things, and stubborn is one of them.

He exhales, slow and even, and clicks off his phone. It even gets tossed to the side for the moment, and hope builds up in you. A smile is already tugging at the corners of your lips, and you think you see something similar to a blush burn the tips of Kaji's ears bright red.

"Why do you care about this so much?" Ren asks flatly, arms crossed loose over his chest as he watches you. From his spot sitting up while you lay across his bed, it's a little unbalanced, but you've never felt intimidated by him. "So what if I don't like Christmas music?"

The question makes you pause. Because so what if he didn't like it? It's not like that would stop you from enjoying it. But something in your heart is twinging with the need to do this.

"Because it's something that makes me happy, and I want to share it with you." Your answer is simple and honest. You love Ren so much that you want to share your favorite things with him.

Like holiday music.

He takes a moment to process your words, the tips of his ears burning brighter until you even see red creeping up his neck from where it was hiding under the hem of his sweatshirt. One warm hand presses his palm against the center of your face, angling your stare away from him, while the other searches blindly on the bedside table for an extra lollipop.

"Kaji," You chastise, swatting his hand away from your face. Though, you're not as upset as you try to act, and the heat rising in your cheeks is certain to give you away. "What was that for?"

"Nothing," He dismisses, the single word distorted around the candy he had found, unwrapped, and popped in his mouth in the span of a few seconds. You send him a curious look, but you rarely ever get answers back.

For a moment, the conversation falls into a lull. You think his hand gently shoving your face to the side was his way of dismissing the conversation, and though you're disappointed you know enough to not push him too far.

Exhaling with a sigh, you dig out your phone once more from where you had discarded it on Kaji's bed. You only get as far as turning the device on before he snatches it from your hand, forcing you to meet his steel blue stare.

"You gonna play a song?" He asks, like it had been the plan the whole time and the fact that you haven't done so yet is rather grating on his nerves.

"Wait," You blink, mind taking a few seconds to catch up with his sudden agreement to what you had been begging for. "Really?"

"Before I change my mind." He warns, and you feel a smile spread across your lips. He hands you back your phone, and you're quick to unlock the device and find your seemingly endless catalog of songs. "Pick a good one. If there are any."

You snort a laugh, adjusting your position so that you're kneeling on the bed beside him, so close to his side that your knees are pressed against the outside of his thigh. With your excitement, you barely process his burning touch on you.

"Shut up, there's tons." You counter, scrolling through your playlists. Your love for holiday music runs deep, which means you have a lot of options to pick from. You know you only have one chance to win Kaji over and get him on board with Christmas music, but you find yourself tapping on the name of one song in particular. "This one's my favorite."

You turn the volume up on your phone and lean closer to Kaji, but he doesn't move from his spot leaning against the headboard with his arms crossed. The sound of jingle bells and voices harmonizing flows through the speakers, and even the first few seconds of the song has a warmth flooding into you.

You've always loved the holidays, so getting the chance to share this part of the season with Ren is special. How rare is it that he takes music recommendations from others? With how often he has his headphones on listening to songs, he knows what he likes and tends to stick with it.

Halfway through the song, you tear your gaze from your phone playing the song to gauge Kaji's reaction. Except, he's already looking at you. And his face is red.

His expression is blank, too, but not how he gets when he's angry. You've only seen him like that once, and he apologized that he got so worked up around you. But you had told him there was no reason to be sorry, since he was only keeping you safe from lowlifes that littered Makochi from time to time.

No, the look on Kaji's face was blank in a way that told you he was thinking about something, and thinking about it hard. You panic, thinking maybe something about the song upset him.

But then the lyrics register to you, and suddenly your own face is burning a bright red.

You hadn't taken into account how romantic the song was, or how close you had gotten to Kaji in your excitement. You're nearly climbing into his lap while the musician croons about love at Christmastime and kissing under mistletoe.

It's not even a subtle holiday love song. There's absolutely no chance Kaji didn't immediately pick up on the content. You, albeit unknowingly, basically chose a song that screams I'm in love with you, Ren Kaji.

Embarrassment starts to claw its way up your throat in the form of word vomit. Even worse, the song is continuing to play, repeating the message of love and holiday kisses.

"I didn't mean anything by picking this song!" You hurry to explain, frantic and flustered and totally giving yourself away. You're not certain how showing Kaji a Christmas song has turned into a near meltdown, but you don't have time to examine it now. "I just really do like it! I'm not saying that I want to kiss you under the mistletoe! But I also wouldn't not say—!"

You're saved from yourself when Kaji takes the lollipop from his mouth, curves a hand around the back of your neck, and gently tugs you forward to crash your lips against his.

And the song is still playing.

Your previous panic clogs your mind and makes it impossible for your brain to catch up to what's happening in a timely manner. It's a few seconds of Kaji kissing you before you realize you need to kiss him back.

He tastes sweet like candy, as expected, and if your mind was any less flustered you could probably tell the flavor of his most recent lollipop. Something fruity, you know. But none of that matters because Ren Kaji is kissing you.

His tongue swipe against your bottom lip and it's enough to jolt you back into reality, and you pull away to catch your breath. You think having his tongue in your mouth right now would actually turn your brain to mush.

You press your hands against the front of his chest to stabilize yourself, and it gives away the fact that Kaji's heart his hammering in his chest now. If you couldn't tell from the bright red color in his cheeks, his jackrabbit heart is giving away his own nervousness.

Which is completely fine, because you think your own heart is about to burst out of your chest.

"Send me the link to that song," Is what Kaji chooses to break the silence with first. No mention of the kiss whatsoever, which you're grateful for. You need a moment to calm down.

"You liked it that much?" You ask, grin curving your kiss swollen lips up delicately. He still has one hand settled against the side of your neck, and with his thumb, he brushes the corner of your jawline tenderly.

"Something like that, I guess."

And you'll take it, because you finally found a holiday song Ren Kaji likes.

For one reason or another.

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He doesn't notice it right away. You're not a member of Bofurin, but just someone who hangs around. A friend of the second years, really. He knows enough about you to know that you've been friends with Kaji since middle school, and that's about it.

Oh, another thing Sakura knows about you.

Kaji lets you get away with things that would get a lesser man beaten up.

first offense: stealing his candy

Sakura isn't sure why he’s trailing behind Tamon team's second years on patrol, but he’s doing his job diligently. Kaji is leading the group, with Enomoto and Kusumi close by. It's been a relatively slow afternoon, and he's thankful that he doesn't have to worry about chasing down any losers that wander into town.

That's when you appear.

You're in your school uniform, he notices, but what grabs his attention most is how you easily slide up to the second year's grade captain.

"Hey, Ren," You smile the moment Kaji tugs his headphones off of one ear. There's not much emotion on his face, but the fact that he's even acknowledging you shows how much he cares.

"You just get out of club?" Kaji asks, and Kusumi pulls Enomoto and Sakura away to give you a moment of privacy to chat. You offer the boys smiles as they pass, but you're much too entranced by Kaji before you to pay them much mind.

"Yeah," You nod, assuring him. Your smile melts into a pout, and you watch as Kaji's eyes track the change despite his expression staying fixed neutral. "I'm supposed to go to extra tutoring classes now, but I'd rather skip."

"idiot," He huffs before he, most likely, even thinks. You don't blanch at the abrasive comment like most would, though. Instead, the edges of your smile start to come back. "You're too worried about your grades to skip tutoring."

He's right, but you don't feel like admitting it.

"It'll be almost dark by the time I'm out, though." You're pouting again, fingers twisting in the fabric of your uniform skirt. It's not that you're nervous; more so in need of something to occupy your hands while you chat.

"Text me what time and I'll walk you home." Kaji offers casually, though you see the red flush starting to creep up from under the neckline of his sweatshirt. "Don't be stupid and walk home at night alone."

"Okay," You roll your eyes, dragging out the two syllable word, but you're smiling nonetheless. "You have a funny way of showing you care, Ren."

"Shut up." He huffs, the exasperated sound drawing a laugh out of you. It's light and airy, and you don't miss the way Kaji seems to flush brighter at the sound.

You wish you could stay and talk all evening with him, but you really do have places you need to be. With a sigh, you pout once more and check the time on your phone.

"Shit. I've got to run or else I'll be late." You groan, shoving your phone back into your pocket. You take a step forward, towards Kaji, and that's when it happens.

Sakura can only watch—in utter horror—as you shove your hand into the front pocket of Kaji's hoodie. Right where he keeps his candy stash hidden away.

You do it so casually, so naturally, Sakura almost doesn't believe his eyes. It's over in nearly the blink of an eye, too, before you emerge with a stolen lollipop clenched tight between your fingers.

From where he's watching with the others a few paces away, Sakura braces, waiting for Kaji's shouts to back off of him.

But it doesn't come.

Instead, Kaji sticks his hand in his pocket and pulls out a second lollipop—extending it to you silently. You're grinning as you collect it alongside your stolen candy, and Sakura is trying to figure out how you're getting away with extra lollipops and no shouting.

He can only watch, in both confusion and amazement, as you accomplish a task no other would be able to.

You leave with a cheery goodbye, and Sakura is left with ears burning red after witnessing the situation.

verdict: not guilty

second offense: touching his headphones

Sakura thinks it might be a one-off thing. That Kaji might've just been in a rare good mood, or figured it might look bad if he shouted at you in the street on patrol.

They're not very likely, but it's all he has to work with.

Until a few days later, there's an impromptu Bofurin dinner at a local restaurant.

It's Tamon team leadership, mostly. Plus Umemiya, who makes up in energy to fill the space. The dinner is fine, nothing remarkable, until just before orders are placed and you arrive.

He hasn't seen you since he ran into you on patrol, and Sakura can only watch as you take the last open seat next to Kaji.

Kusumi, Sakura realizes later, had vacated his spot to make room for you.

You're smiling at everyone as you join the rowdy group of Bofurin boys. Kaji barely glances up from the menu as you sit down, but you do feel him knock his leg against yours under the table in acknowledgment.

He's wearing his headphones inside the restaurant, so you know something is bothering him. Probably from patrol, or class, and you make a note to ask him later before diving into the conversations happening around the table.

"I didn't know you'd be coming!" Umemiya cheers loudly, just as soon as you're settled. Hiragi hisses for him to quiet down, but the warning falls on deaf ears.

"I wasn't," You admit, toying with the edge of the menu to busy your hands. "But Ren texted and said to meet you guys out."

There's a chorus of 'oh, that makes sense' that rings out from around the table, and the topic swiftly moves on. You're quick to decide what you want from the menu and set it aside, pulling out a pen from your purse instead of joining Umemiya's conversation regarding vegetable plants.

There's a paper napkin on the table sitting between you and Kaji, and you draw a nine-square grid on it without saying a word. In the center, you mark the letter x, playing your first move.

You press your knee sideways into Kaji's thigh, leaving it there even after you get his attention.

With you offering him the pen, he knows what you want and he's quick to acquiesce. He doesn't remove his headphones, though, and you pout at the action.

He marks an o in the top right corner of the grid.

You get through three silent games of tic-tac-toe—moving closer into his space each turn—before the waitress comes back around to take the orders. There's nothing of note happening, until she gets to Kaji, who can't hear her ask what he wants with his headphones still on and blaring music.

You react before anyone can even wave to get his attention, much to Sakura's horror.

One moment there's silence, waiting for Kaji to realize he's being spoken to, and the next—you're pulling his headphones off and holding them close to your body, out of his reach.

"Ren," You call his name gently, headphones still clutched in your hands. You nod your head in the direction of the waitress, catching him up to what's happening around him. "What're you ordering?"

Sakura expects there to be a blowout, right there in the middle of the restaurant. He's never seen anyone touch Kaji's headphones besides Kaji, and you just tugged him right off his head without any preamble.

Instead, Kaji just looks at the waitress and gives his order in a bored tone. He makes a note that he's paying for your meal, too, and no one else at the table seems to bat an eye.

"Put my headphones in your bag," Kaji tells you flatly. He's not ordering you around, but he's earned the stern attention of Hiragi down the table for his response. You don't need the older boy to help rein Kaji in, though, because you don't even flinch before leveling him with a pointed look. Kaji huffs, the tips of his ears suddenly tinged red. "Please."

"That's more like it." You grin, happily stuffing Kaji's precious headphones into your purse for the remainder of dinner. "I'll keep 'em safe, Ren."

"Yeah," Kaji huffs, fiddling with the pen and not looking directly at you. He's entirely too apathetic about headphones he's never seen without, and it doesn't make sense to Sakura. "Whatever. Your turn."

Sakura can only watch as you and Kaji go back to your own little world, heads ducked close together and mumbling about the game you're playing on a napkin.

Sakura flushes. He thinks he's starting to put the pieces together.

verdict: not guilty

third offense: taking his clothes

Sakura doesn't really mean to catch the third time Ren Kaji should blown up on you.

It's just, Pothos Café is his place. It's part of his daily routine, a place of comfort, whether he wants to admit it or not. He doesn't go into the café one weekend morning for breakfast with the intent of observing you and Kaji, but it's just something that happens.

The two of you are already seated in a corner booth by the time he arrives. Papers strewn out across the space, two mugs of coffee and a single plate already emptied of its contents. You wave to Sakura, and he waves back, but then he sits at the counter to order and you go back to work.

It took a lot of work to convince Kaji to go out and study with you on a Saturday morning. Really, you're impressed with yourself that you managed to pull it off.

Though, he has spent the better part of your study time looking at his phone, headphones sat around his shoulders but blasting music so loud you could hear it from across the table.

The spirit is there, at least.

"Are you getting any more coffee?" You ask Kaji, breaking the silence that had fallen over your chosen booth while you worked through a mountain of homework. You've been eyeing your empty mug for the past five minutes, debating about asking Kotoha behind the counter for a refill.

"Why? You want some?" Kaji counters with a question, looking up from his phone for the first time in a while. You guess he more so agreed to go to Pothos with you than to go to Pothos and study.

"Yeah, I think." You decide, setting down your pencil with the intention to get up and ask for a refill. But you don't get to move more than a few inches before Kaji is up, your mug in hand as he walks towards the counter.

You smile as you watch him go, asking Kotoha for a second mug so your studying isn't interrupted. It's silly, really, how such small things make you so happy.

While he's up, you spot his bag sitting on the opposite side of the booth just as the chill of the café suddenly gets to you.

"Ren, I'm taking your sweatshirt!" You call out, more as an announcement than asking for permission. By the time Sakura turns his head to look, you're already digging in his bag to look for the aforementioned article of clothing.

Kaji is leaning against the counter, near enough to Sakura that he's cautious as he waits for his response. If not shouting, Sakura thinks, then at least a stern warning to stay out of his stuff.

Instead, Kaji shrugs, barely looking up from his phone to see what you're doing.

"'Kay," Kaji mumbles, waiting for Kotoha to refill your coffee. "Don't spill shit on it this time."

"I won't," You reply cheerily, tugging the sweatshirt on and getting back to work.

Like it's all normal.

Sakura feels his mind stall, then his face flush. Kaji had said this time. Which means you've taken his clothes more than once. Sakura feels like he might combust if he thinks about it too long, so instead he turns and blushes into his plate of omelette rice.

He tries to pretend he doesn't hear Kotoha snickering.

verdict: not guilty. possibility of repeat offenses.

final offense: letting some no name shishitoren boy get too close to you

Sakura has no idea what occasion Umemiya managed to come up with for Bofurin's latest mixer at the school.

It's not just Furin High in attendance, but Shishitoren and other friends, too. Like you. He doesn't think much of it when he sees you arrive early on in the party, his focus more so on surviving an evening of Suo's public teasing.

It's not until later when Nirei grabs his arm and whisper-shouts your name that Sakura realizes something might be wrong.

"Oh no." Nirei panics, setting Sakura on edge and merely gaining Suo's attention. "Kaji isn't going to be happy about this..."

"What's happening now?" Sakura is on alert, head swiveling around to find the source of Nirei's panic. All he finds are party goers enjoying the drinks and snacks painstakingly set out on tables, mixing and chatting like any normal event.

"Ah, I see." Suo hums, though his smirk doesn't fade, so Sakura thinks it shouldn't be too bad. "Poor boy won't know what'll hit him."

"The hell are you two on about?" Sakura snaps, tired of looking around like an idiot and being the only one not in the know. It's then that Nirei repeats your name and points, picking you out of the crowd.

You're on the outskirts of the mixer, near one of the refreshment tables. You're talking from somebody he doesn't recognize from Shishitoren, and Sakura's face immediately flushes when he takes in the boy's body language.

Clearly, you're being hit on.

From what he can see, you're being a good sport about it. You've always been kind every time he spoke to you, and he doesn't think this time is different.

But even from so far away, Sakura can tell that you're not interested.

"What's the big deal? If he's making her uncomfortable, we can step in." Sakura shrugs, watching your interaction with the Shishitoren boy closely for any signs that you want out of the conversation.

"That is the big deal." Suo croons, point unsubtly to a new figure on the scene. Kaji.

Sakura can only watch as Kaji storms up to you and the Shishitoren boy, frown etched so deeply onto his face it can only scream trouble. Still, you only smile at Kaji, far brighter than what you had given the other boy.

Kaji pulls his lollipop from his mouth like he's going to start yelling. You shove the candy back in to muffle whatever he had to say.

"Uh," Sakura can't look away from the scene. He's ready to interrupt if Kaji starts to blow a fuse, but he knows Enomoto, Kusumi, or Hiragi would be better suited to help. "Should we—"

He interrupts himself, then, when you wrap your hand around Kaji's and drag him in the direction of the school. He watches until the two of you disappear into the building, and it's then that he looks at his two friends.

"What was that?" Sakura asks, but his face is starting to burn a deep crimson and he thinks he knows before anyone can answer his question.

"You didn't know?" Nirei asks, like anyone is as informed as him about members of Bofurin. Sakura just looks at him blankly, trying to avoid Suo's smug look at his blush. "They're dating. Have been, for a while."

And that... makes too much sense.

The one time Sakura sees Kaji get upset with you—and Kaji's not even upset with you. He's not mad. He's jealous.

Sakura's face is burning, now.

verdict: guilty

sentence: dealing with a pouty Ren Kaji

"Were you jealous, Ren?"

"No. Shut up." Your boyfriend fires off two quick to be believable.

Not to mention, he nearly just went off on the poor unsuspecting Shishitoren boy that was hitting on you.

You've snuck away from the mixer and into his empty classroom to take a break from the crowd. You're not sad to be away from the party, especially not when you're with Kaji.

"I can't believe it," You giggle, shaking your head. Perched atop a desk, you're sitting taller than Kaji. It doesn't help that he's slouched in a chair beside the desk you're on, arms crossed and headphones around his neck. "You were totally jealous."

"'M gonna leave if you don't stop." Kaji threatens, but you know it's empty. He's not convincing in the slightest—not when he leans forward to rest his elbow on your desk, chin propped up in the palm of his hand. "So what if I don't like seeing some idiot hit on my girlfriend?"

He's frowning, pouting, up at you. You're weak to the sight, and you know you need to reward him for expressing his feelings on the situation so openly.

"Sorry," You offer to soothe the burn of what had happened. Leaning forward, you press a short kiss to his pout. It's more of a peck than anything, and you know it's not enough to satisfy him. "I won't let it happen again. Cross my heart."

You sign over your chest, but before you could get through half the motion, Kaji grips your hand in his, threading your fingers together.

"Don't apologize for what that moron was doing." He's still frowning, and you know you have a while until you can get him back to normal.

You kiss him again.

"megs-"

"please..." he kissed your knuckles "please.." he kissed your forearm. "please." a kiss to your bicep. "please?" a kiss to your neck.

behaviour like this is abnormal for megumi. so you just laughed at his little display of clinginess.

"okay okay." you smiled and let him kiss up to your cheeks. "come to bed."

you stood and he sleepily followed you to his room and once you reached, plopped onto the bed with you in his arms.

"love you."

"love you too megs."

he kissed on and around your neck until he fell asleep.

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you woke before megumi, like usual, and couldn't see him. you lifted the blanket to find his head nestled under your shirt.

you didn't move him.

you already know he's going to be so embarrassed when he wakes up.

if you liked ts you might like my other megumi works !

kawaiiladygirl's note: my freakquency is at an all time low so here's some fluff ig... kawaiiladygirl out !

the first spray was cold, albeit the warm weather, it still gave sakura the chills. but he forgets about the cold sensation once he feels your soft hands, massaging the sunscreen onto his skin. your fingers slowly gliding from his shoulders to his upper back.

sakura almost missed the cold feeling of the second spray because he was too focused on how warm your hands felt om him. your hands gently making their way to his lower back.

then the third spray- your fingers suddenly stop moving. his eyes jump open, his eyebrows are up in confusion, where did the warn sensation of your touch go? he looks to the back to see you waving to a group of people on the other side of the beach.

"haru', i'm gonna go say hello to some old friends! give me a minute or two, and I'll be back, yeah?" you tell him all giddy before heading to your old friend group.

a huff leaves sakura's lips, just a tad bit annoyed some randoms stole your attention. he meticulously follows you with his eyes as you make your way to the group. sakura internally scolds himself for not telling you to wear something on top of your little two piece bikini. don't get him wrong! he thinks you look gorgeous, stunning even! but now he has to restrain himself from going over there and punching the guy who's been undressing you with his eyes the second you greeted the group.

his teeth are clenched, the veins in his neck are popped while he struggles to stay put and not make a scene. sakura knows you don't like it when he starts a fight, that's why he's using up all the patience he has to prevent himself from beating the guy. if it were up to him, he would've started a fight the moment that weirdo started smiling at you like that! who does he think he is? does he really think he stands a chance with someone like you? funny.

sakura doesn't even know what you see in him, but there's absolutely no way he's going to stand by while some sicko is flirting with his girlfriend!

as if on cue, you bump into sakura the moment he started agigatedly stomping your direction. "eh? you miss me already?" a giggle leaves your mouth as you wrap your arms around your boyfriend's neck. "I didn't know you needed me around so badly!" another silly joke of yours flew right past sakura, his attention still being at your former friend group.

"hey..! what're you looking at?" your head spins to the same direction sakura's looking at before you notice he's glaring at your old friend. after a while the realization hit; your tsundere boyfriend was jealous! ah, lovely, another thing to tease him about!

"baby~ are you jealous I was talking to him?" you laugh, turning his head to face you.

"w-what?! of course not! w-what are you on, you weirdo!" he stumbles backward a bit before gaining his balance again, your arms now detached from his neck. sakura continues to mumble, "he- he should just stop lookin' at you like that.." your raise your eyebrows as you see a blush creeps up on his face.

you bite the inside of your lip, trying your hardest to keep yourself from smiling. "like what haru'? hm?"

"you know what I mean."

you reconnect your hands with his neck, tilting your head to the side. "no~ I don't!"

"[ ♡ ]!" your first name rolls off of his tongue so smoothly, reminding him not everyone can call you that. not everyone could stand as close to you as he is standing right now. not everyone could feel your hot breath on their skin as your fingertips slowly caress their neck. and even if they could, he wouldn't let them. you're his and his only.

"like you're his girlfriend, cause you're not! he should know his damn place.." sakura sighs before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, hesitantly wrapping his arms around your waist. "y-you're mine. just- just don't forget that.."

you gulp as you stand in the middle of the beach, completely enveloped by your boyfriend, not able to move an inch because of the way he's holding you. you receive glances from passers-by but you don't care enough right now. he called you his, it felt as though you could've squealed when he uttered those 3 words.

but truth be told, you are most definitely his, and his only.

SUO HAYATO

if you squint your eyes -> a bitttt of yandere!suo at the end / nicknames / reader wears dresses !

"but- it looked so cute!" you protest, your eyebrows furrowed as you look at your boyfriend rolling his eyes playfully.

"hey now, I thought i already told you that it definitely carries like atleast 10 diseases," suo glances at you, noticing your lips were still pouted, "look, if you had touched it, you'd probably have ended up in a hospital, we don't want that now, do we pretty?" suo lets out a chuckle.

you slightly shake your head before intertwining your fingers with his.

he lets out a quiet sigh before admitting, "it did look cute, though.." you giggle at your boyfriend's statement, your giggles mixing with his chuckle.

suddenly, you hear a small thud, which makes you swiftly turn your head to the side at the sound of something falling.

"ah! su', gimme a minute, stay here with the bags please!" you let go of his hand as you make your way to the guy who had dropped some boxes. you get down and start helping him put the items back in the boxes. "h-hey, thanks for helping out!" the guy spills out before he continues grabbing his stuff, his hand accidentally touching yours as you both go to grab the water bottle. awkwardly laughing it off, you two finish up refilling the box.

little do you know on the other side of the street suo drops the shopping bags he was holding for you, he doesn't care less what could happen to those pretty pink bags filled with cute dresses you tried on earlier in the shops, which you decided were essential additions to your already filled to the brim closet. if the bags would end up stolen, suo would buy you new ones anyway. so they weren't that important right now.

not when some guy was gushing at his girlfriend. not when that same stranger had touched your hand, which only he was allowed to do. and oh, definitely not when he had the courage to shove his phone in your pretty hands, waiting for you to put your number in.

"[ ♡ ]," suo calls out your name as he reaches you. "we should go, sweetheart, we told the others we'd be at kotoha's in 10," he forces a smile before taking the guy's phone out of your hand and pointing it towards him. "yours?" cold, that was the only way to describe your boyfriend, whose smile had disappeared into thin air, tone.

the guy who you were so innocently helping earlier, started awkwardly thanking the both of you before hastily making his way to his car.

"ah, su'! my bags!" you sprint to the shopping bags on the other side of the street, worriedly checking if all the items were still inside. "everything's still inside?" your boyfriend's smile was showing again.

you nod as he grabs the bags in one hand and locks his other hand with yours. this time with a tighter grip, the last thing he'll allow is for you to stray from him again.

"stay close to me now, alright pretty? don't let go of my hand."

and you could've sworn you saw him clench his jaw before relaxing it and sending you his signature smile again. "love you."

NIREI AKIHIKO

no warnings, just nirei being adorable

how did nirei even get himself into this situation? no, but really, how? it was a perfect day; sunny weather with clouds nowhere in sight, nirei was hanging out with the people he loved being around, his friends, and of course, you! yet somehow, he finds himself in the bookstore, ignoring his friends' stories.

he isn't purposely ignoring them! it's just hard to listen to them when his, his girlfriend is being hit on by the employee.

you were talking him about how badly you wanted to read this book. it was of a psychological genre, and when you explained the story premise to your boyfriend, he got totally spooked by it! but when you two and your friends got to the store, you couldn't find it at all..

you were searching for an employee to help you find it as your earlier attempt with nirei and the others weren't really successful.

but, oh, the regret nirei's feeling right now about letting you go off on your own to find someone to help is absolutely tearing him apart! he doesn't want to seem like the possessive type by waltzing over there and snaking an arm around you, but he can't stand witnessing one more second of that guy flirting with you!

"hmm, what're you gonna do now, huh nirei?" suo teases the blond, elbowing kiryu to witness nirei's predicament.

"hah? you gonna let 'em take your girl, eh nirei?" kiryu chuckles, playfully pushing his shoulder.

nirei shakes his head before sending yet another glare at the employee. he was an older man, way too old to even think about flirting with you. what's worse is that you were completely oblivious to the situation, you probably just thought he was being friendly!

that's it. with that thought flowing in nirei's brain he makes his way to you.

"h-hey! you find the book yet, sweetheart?"

nirei usually sticks to calling you by your name or nickname, occasionally even calling you baby. but never had he called you sweetheart before. so that was what caught your attention.

"yes, darling, I have!" you giggle as you decide to play along this game of his, oblivious to the way your boyfriend's staring at the older man, waiting for him to get the hint and back off.

"well.. I'll be going then.." the employee abruptly leaves, after rolling his eyes at you two.

nirei's knot in his stomach finally seems to loosen as he intertwines his fingers with yours. "glad you found it," your blond boyfriend sends you a cheeky smile.

"thank you, sweetheart!"

"SWEETHEART?!" tsugeura yells out, fake-fainting into kiryu's arms. the pink-haired individual struggling with keeping tsugeura on his feet. "y-yo, you're 'bout to make me trip!"

suo smiles widely, one of his hands on nirei's shoulder. "my, my, you've progressed a lot in the past 5 minutes, haven't you? you even got sakura blushing like crazy.."

"hey shut up!" sakura hides his face behind the book he was holding, pretending he was checking it out. mind you, it was upside down..

oh my, nirei is going to be teased about this for the rest of the year. but honestly, he'd do it all again to see your pretty smile again. your laughing mixing in with all the ruckus the guys are making brings another genuine smile to nirei's face.

this was his happy place, right here with you.

(just look at him omg... i-)

KIRYU MITSUKI

nicknames

"ah! mitsuki, look at this top, isn't it adorable?!" completely in love with the clothing piece, you show it to your boyfriend, waiting for his opinion on it.

"mhm, it'd look so pretty on you. and it'd fit with your new shoes!" kiryu adds, slightly wiggling his eyebrows up and down to convince you the top is a must-have! "come on~, tried it on for me."

kiryu locks his hands with yours before pulling you along with him to the dressing rooms.

you hand your boyfriend your handbag and jacket before picking out where you'll try the top on. "I'll be quick, kay?" you tell him, earning a smiley nod from him.

after some time, kiryu sees your hand coming out of the dressing room, signing to him to come in. chuckling, he goes into the small space.

"baby, look how small it is! 's like a baby size.." you mumble, still trying to adjust the top.

the back of your top gets adjusted by kiryu before he shakes his head, "baby-, I'll just go grab another size for you. this size could actually be a baby's size.." you giggle as you nod, planting a quick kiss on his cheek before letting him go look for a different size.

kiryu searches at the original spot, but he doesn't seem to find the other sizes. after a long while of searching and asking the employees, going through 3 floors searching for the top, and then suddenly remembering there's a fourth floor, kiryu finally finds the infamous top.

this piece of fabric better be the best clothing piece ever.

with the top in his, your boyfriend makes his way back to you, eager to see you wearing the right size this time.

he turns the corner to get to the dressing rooms when he hears your voice. you're sitting on the couch, talking to some guy. that isn't a bad thing, it really isn't! what is, though, is the fact that the guy was giving you heavy heart eyes as he grabbed your phone to add his number. like yes, you're pretty, gorgeous, stunning, but you're taken, so no, thank you!

"h-hey.. maybe we should y'know go there togeth-"

"hey, princess, I found your top," kiryu walts over to the sofa, standing in front of the two of you. his smile disappears almost immediately once he shifts his gaze to the man next to you. "and you are?"

you widen your eyes a bit at your boyfriend's sharp tone. "baby-," you mumble

kiryu's fixed stare started to make him feel fiddly as he starts awkwardly laughing. "h-hey man, didn't know she was taken.. was just hitting up a pretty girl, right?" he chuckles before standing up.

"mhm, next time, don't hit on my pretty girl, yeah?"

another awkward laugh flows out of the man's mouth as he leaves the dressing rooms.

"mitsuki-"

"don't even get me started," kiryu hands you the top. he motions for you to try I on before plopping on the couch again, still annoyed at the individual trying to get with his pretty girlfriend.

but all that pent-up annoyance and frustration suddenly goes right out the window when he sees you walking out of the fitting room. wow, you look incredible.

the way the top hugs your figure so elegantly yet somehow still remains a casual vibe, surprises him.

"baby? what do you think?"

"you look so pretty, princess.." kiryu wraps his arms around your waist before pulling you closer to him. "you always do."

kiryu's bank account might be experiencing an existential crisis because of all the items he bought you, but he couldn't care less when he sees you smile like that.

KAJI REN

teenie tiny bit of swearing / reader's wearing a skirt

where is that damn soda of yours?! kaji's been roaming the grocery store, searching for another soda for you because you were all "baby, they're buy 1 get 1 free!". and how could he tell you he wasn't in the mood to go to the back of the store to get it for you when you were puppy-eyeing him.

damn you. (he loves you)

if kusumi were there with him, kaji just knows he'd be poking fun at him, calling him a simp again.

finally, he found the bottled soda! he angrily grabbed it, making his way back to you, who stayed in line, waiting for your turn at the cash register.

kaji moves past families with full carts, jumps over children playing on the ground, and almost knocks over a fabric softener stand.

reaching the line at the register, he hears your laugh and follows it past the others in line to get to you. wait, who were you laughing at? as he stands behind you, you turn around to greet him.

"baby! this is kai, he was telling me all about some trivia about fruits!" you giggle, waiting for ren to greet the man in front of you, who had reached out his hand to him.

your boyfriend only stares at him before the man retrieves his hand, uncomfortably running it through his hair before letting out a forced chuckle.

you smile awkwardly, turning your head a little to kaji's side. "ren. be nice," you warn with a smile still on your face.

"anyway, did you know figs aren't fruits! they're inverted flowers, isn't that crazy?" you start rambling, hoping to dissipate the awkward situation. you were completely amazed at what the stranger told you. unbeknownst to you though, kaji was fuming, he was humming at your rambles whilst scowling at the man in front of you.

you should've seen how the stranger was looking at you before kaji stood next to you! his toothy smile, flirtatious glances, the man even playfully touched your shoulder. but you, of course, being the clueless person you are, thought he was just being friendly!

as you ended your newly learned trivia about fruits, you saw the man grabbing his stuff and hastily walking off.

"y-yeah well, was nice to meet you too.. bye.." the guy turns around, not even sparing you another glance.

kaji rolls his eyes as you too load up your groceries in a bag and start heading out.

"baby, you were so rude!" you state while taking a sip from your soda, and then offering it to him. "the guy was just being nice.."

grabbing the sods, kaji lets out a scoff. unamused with your cluelessness. "the guy was trying to get in your pants," kaji's eyes shot down, only to see you were wearing a skirt. "..uh skirt, whatever, you know what I'm getting at..!"

"ren, you're exaggerating so much it's starting to give me a headache!" you joke, locking your arm with his.

another sigh leaves kaji's mouth. "baby, why else would a guy randomly tell a pretty girl some shitty trivia in a grocery store if not to get close to you?!"

a moment of silence lingers between the two of you before you look back at your boyfriend. "... you think I'm pretty?" you deadpan, holding in your laugh as you see kaji literally breaking.

"I should've let him have you-" as your boyfriend hears your giggles a tiny smile creeps up his face.

"love you too, rennie."

his arm slings around your waist and holds you even tighter to him than usual.

kusumi's right, he definitely is a simp.

He’d been at home, completely ready for bed. Just before he tucked himself in though, he got a panicked phone call from Nirei, the blonde boy’s voice high pitched and frantic.

“Suo, come quick! [name] . . . she’s hurt really bad!”

He’d rushed out of his house, not even bothering to change or put on shoes. When he’d gotten to the location Nirei sent him, he found you hunched over on yourself, sitting on a bench. Nirei was sitting next to you, his jacket on your shoulders. Sakura knelt in front of you, checking your injuries.

You looked up, and Suo’s heart shattered like porcelain. A stream of blood leaked from your nostrils, a bruise bloomed across your throat, and your left eye was swelling. Sakura stood up and Suo quickly took his place. He cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs brushing your cheeks as you tremble.

“What happened lovely?” he asked, his eyes wide and concerned.

You were silent for a brief moment before you slipped off the bench and into Suo’s arms. You sobbed, “I don’t even know . . . Hayato . . .”

He pulled you into his chest, stroking your hair and kissing your hairline. “Shhh, shh, take your time, it’s okay.”

You wiped your tears and whimpered. “I think someone recognized me . . . they saw me walking with you one day . . . they . . . they had a white jacket on . . . ?”

Sakura and Nirei shot each other sharp looks behind you, before eyeing Suo, who remained stone faced. You continued softly, “I think they wanted to get to you through me?”

Suo went rigid, his breath hitching. Of course. Of course. No one knows anything about him, any of his other weaknesses. Of course they’d go through the first option they’re given. He was an idiot. He was so fucking stupid.

He kissed your forehead and shook his head. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“. . . ” he removed Nirei’s jacket from your shoulders and replaced it with his. Then, with the help of Sakura and Nirei, he got you situated on his back as he walked you home, to his apartment.

“Hayato,” you whisper, your soft voice snapping him out of his recollection of the past half hour.

“Yes lovely?” he asks, turning his head slightly towards you. You gently play with a tassel, and he smiles.

“Thank you for coming. It was by complete accident that Sakura and Nirei found me, but I'm thankful they did. I was so scared, but when I heard Nirei calling you . . . I was so relieved. I love you,” and then your head droops, sleep overtaking you as you breathe in and out deeply.

Suo almost trips over his own feet. His eyes go wide and he sighs. His heart swells and he kisses your cheek.

“I love you too,” he whispers, “so much lovely.”

KIRYU MITSUKI ⋆˙⟡

Kiryu has an inkling that something was wrong since the morning. It was currently noon, the sun blaring down on the two of you. He was very close to sweating but for some reason, you were in a sweater. The two of you were walking in a strip mall, hand in hand, window shopping.

He studied you, analyzing your appearance. He’d known that you had a crop top at home that you were excited to wear once the weather got warmer, so then why . . .?

“Mitsuki?” You ask, fanning yourself with your hand. “Are you okay?”

“Are you?” He asks softly. His voice is gentle as he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. “Why’re you sweating like this sweetie? You should take your sweater off.”

You stiffen marginally, but relax just as fast. It doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend though, who pouts and furrows his brow.

“I just bought this sweater,” you explain softly. “It’d be a waste to not wear it, right?”

“Then what about the tank tops you bought two weeks ago?” He presses. “That blue looked really cute on you.”

You hum and nod. “Hmmm yeah, maybe.”

“ . . . Cut it out,” he says pulling you closer. “Why’re you lying? Are you okay? Did something happen?” He hugs you and nuzzles his face into your neck. “I’m worried [name]-ie.”

You sigh after a moment, your hand coming up to pat his head. “It’s okay, I’m okay.”

“You’re gonna die of heatstroke!” he exclaims.

You sigh and shake your head, lifting a hand up to fan your face. “Mitsuki-” you begin, but suddenly your sleeve slides down your arm, and the edge of the bruise starts to peak out from behind the cuff.

Kiryu’s eyes narrow in on it and he instantly jumps. His hand wraps around your wrist and he pulls the sleeve down slowly, revealing a nasty bruise in the shape of a hand.

“ . . . Mitsuki-”

“What happened to you?” He asks, his voice hardened by shock. “Where did you get this from?”

“. . . it’s nothing,” you sigh. “I don’t know. Some guys just kinda cornered me the other day and were being asshats,” you mutter angrily. “They . . . beat me up.”

“What?” Kiryu asks. For a second he thinks he misheard you but the more uncomfortable you look by his silence, the more he knows that’s not true.

The two of you stare at each other for a moment before Kiryu drags you into the nearest department store. He leads you to the back of the store and pulls you into the first open stall.

“Mitsuki you can’t do thi-”

“I wanna see what they did. Take the sweater off.”

You stare at him indignantly for a few minutes before finally pulling the sweater up over your head. Bruises cover your torso, your stomach displaying an array of nasty purple splotches.

Kiryu stares at you, his face falling. “Why wouldn’t you tell me?” he asks quietly after a moment.

“Because they wanted a rise out of you and I didn’t want to give them that.”

“You should’ve told me,” he grabs your arms and yanks you into a hug, squeezing you tight against him.

“I’ll heal.”

“That’s not the point,” he whispers against your neck. He pulls himself back and stares deeply into your eyes, his own a whirlwind storm of different emotions. “You always take care of me whenever I’m injured,” he whispers, lifting your wrist up to give the inside of it a kiss. “I wanted to do the same for you.”

You don’t know how long the two of you stand there in the fitting room hugging, but eventually, you’re back at his place, in his shirt, on his bed, in his arms, and you’ve never felt safer in your life.

KAJI REN ⋆˙⟡

Kaji’s sun bathing on the roof, the heat soft against his skin. Music was blaring in his ears, a tiny smile graced his face as he pictures the date the two of you are about to go on later today: go to Pothos . . . get some food . . . hold hands . . .

His smile widens as he pictures it. He can’t wait.

But he won’t have to, cuz you come to him. Or more like someone drags you to him.

“Kaji!” Enomoto shouts, yanking his headphones off.

“Ah! What the hell-”

“Look!” Enomoto shouts, pointing somewhere beyond Kaji.

Kaji sits up and looks through the chain link fence blocking the edge of the roof. At first he doesn’t see what Enomoto is pointing at, but then . . . he sees it.

Kusumi is already hurrying to your side, and scoops your limp body into his arms as he checks your injuries. More second years also rush to your body to look over you. They all know you through your relationship with Kaji, and they all see you as a sister of sorts.

Kaji is bursting through doors and racing through hallways, desperate to get to you. When he finally gets out to the courtyard, his heart is thrumming in his chest as his peers part to let him approach.

Kusumi sets you gently in Kaji’s arms, and Kaji tucks you under his chin. He looks up at Kusumi and Enomoto, who kneels by your side to assess your damage.

Kaji’s fingers dig into your arm as he growls, “What the fuck is this?”

You cough hoarsely as Kusumi says, “I got a text of a photo from an unknown number. Here,” Kusumi shows a photo of a broken you, your body in a fetal position to try and deflect the beating. You face has cuts all over it and bruises mar whatever skin is visible in the picture.

“It was probably a few stragglers from Keel who wanted revenge,” another second year theorizes.

Kaji grits his teeth and pulls you tighter against him. The fact that those lowlife scum would go after you . . . he’ll kill them all. The white hot rage that he knows all too well floods his system and short circuits his senses. He can feel it taking control of his brain. It threatens to take complete hold over him, turning his vision red.

“Ren…?” You whisper against his jaw.

And just like that, he snaps out of it. The other boys freeze as you speak. Kaji gently pulls you back so he can better see into your eyes. Your poor sweet eyes, which are teary and scared. He hates seeing you like this. Hates knowing how scared you must’ve been when you were being assaulted.

"C'mon, let's get you patched up," he mutters. He lifts you in his arms and carries you inside the school, calling for someone to prepare the nurse's office.

“Ren,” you whisper into his neck. Enomoto shouts for some food and water as you continue, “I was so scared.”

Kaji can only give a tight nod. He doesn’t know what else to do. He feels horrible, like this is all his fault. In a way, he supposes it is. When he feels you nuzzle against him, soaking in his scent, he wants to throw you far away from him, that way he can never accidentally cause you pain like this again.

Nevertheless, he carries you back into the school and into the nurse’s office, where a first aid kit is being organized, and some dorayaki and milk is brought forward to you. Some of the boys fuss over you, bandaging your cuts and pouring water into your mouth. You thank them graciously. Kaji stands off to the side, watching the ordeal unfold.

Once they’re done, everyone leaves you and Kaji alone. He holds your hand and you rub your thumb along his hand.

“I’m sorry,” he croaks after he watches you silently for a moment. Anguish is written in his eyes.

“. . . Just hold my hand,” you whimper. "That always makes it better, right?" What choice does Kaji have but to comply?

He gives your hand a firm squeeze and you lean against him. He kisses your hair and you fall asleep, your body exhausted, but protected at last.

“ren, we could just buy one…” you murmured in between kisses. “no, i need something sweet in my mouth right now.” he stubbornly argued. 

he bit and sucked on your bottom lip as if you were his lollipop, and gripped your jaw to keep your head in place while he continued devouring your mouth, exploring your cavern as you melted into him, kissing him back with fervor and passion, the faint taste of sugar from his previous lollipop still lingering on his lips.

the kisses that you shared with kaji ranged from soft and gentle, to gradually escalating to being incredibly needy and passionate, leaving you breathless and head being filled with only him, like you are now, completely in the moment.

“ren…” you gasped, feeling his hands roaming your thighs, fingers slightly under the hem of your skirt, and at the same time his body is pressed up so closely against yours. you let out a small whimper. “we can’t…” 

“just a little more, i need my sugar fix…” he couldn’t bring himself to stop, and you didn’t have enough self-control to pull him away from you, as kaji’s kisses and touches felt too good, and how could he resist how sweet you looked and tasted? it’s like he was addicted to you, the craving he felt for you was even stronger than his craving for his lollipops. 

you two pulled away for a little bit for air but what kaji saw before him knocked the air right out of his lungs.

standing at a distance was umemiya, his hand covering his mouth after he had let out a tiny gasp. beside him was hiragi, whose jaw dropped to the ground as he fumbled in his pockets frantically looking for his stomach medications.

as bad as it sounded, you two were so focused and entangled in pleasure that it did not even occur that someone could possibly walk in, regardless if this was after school and mostly everyone had went home or gone on patrol. you and kaji pushed each other away like you were on fire. well, your cheeks were, anyway, burning so intensely from the huge blush that formed on it.

“ah, young love.” umemiya gushed. kaji was so frantic, that his eyes widened like saucers. 

“i was going to ask if you could take charge of patrol tomorrow, kaji. but it seems you’re already taking charge of something else…” hiragi cleared his throat and tried to hold back his amusement from the sheer look of shock present on kaji’s face. they both enjoyed teasing kaji, it seems. you were definitely in shock as well, as you bowed your head multiple times in apology to both umemiya and hiragi. 

they both told you it was absolutely fine, and hiragi apologized as well for walking in on both of you too, conking umemiya on the head with his fist for chuckling about how “grown up” kaji was now.

kaji, who had no idea what to say or how to react or how to look anyone in the eye ever again, quickly put on his headphones, grabbed your hand by the wrist and ran off with you, heading off to the convenience store to stock up on lollipops. lesson learned: never run out of them ever again. (although, the real lesson learned should be: don’t get caught making out in public ever again).

ꕤ bonus ꕤ

the two of you decided to head to kaji’s house, an air of tension still looming over both of you from the embarrassment of being caught by umemiya and hiragi. while seated on his bed, kaji looked over at you like he wanted to say something but he stopped himself from doing so. 

you tried to lighten up the vibe with your humor. “by the way, i made sure to lock the door. i don’t think umemiya and hiragi would randomly walk into your bedroom, ren.” you placed your hand on top of his reassuringly. kaji finally looked up and his eyes met yours. deep down, he felt ashamed not just because the two of you got caught, but because the image of you in that state and your blissed out facial expression was supposed to be for kaji's eyes only.

“would…you like to continue from where we left off?” he asked, while you giggled and embraced him tightly. “hmm, where were we?” you grabbed kaji by the collar of his hoodie and pulled him in to give him another round of kisses. 

"Says you!" You were mid pinching playfully pinching his cheek when you heard some muffled voices somewhere from the bushes that were only a few steps away from both of you.

"Shut up, Itadori! You're gonna get us caught!" Followed by, "No, you shut up! You were literally giggling the whole time! Why am I getting scolded for gasping just once?!" The second person argued back.

You stopped teasing Megumi to turn to face the bushes with your head tilted in confusion.

"Kugisaki? Itadori? Is that you guys?"

You heard some more muffled arguments for a long moment before they stood up from their hiding spot with wide eyes.

Nobara started talking first after a few moments of awkward silence, "Y/n I have so many questions for you–" she was quickly cut off by Yuji.

"No, I have a lot more questions than she does, and they're definitely more important—" Then, it was Yuji's turn to get cut off by Nobara.

"No, me first!" They went back and forth about who's going to bomb you with q&as until Megumi cleared his throat loud enough for them to hear and loud enough for them to stop bickering. Both of them turned their attention to Megumi and started getting noisy once again.

"Quiet!" Megumi snapped in annoyance. "Both of you, get out of there. Seriously, what are you guys doing?" He sighed in exhaustion.

"We came back from the mall and found you guys getting all over each other, so we decided to spy on you to see what was really going on—" "Oh my god, shut up, Itadori!" Nobara scolded, punching his head with a scowl, earning a painful groan from him.

"Spy on us?" You questioned, walking closer to Megumi's side so that you were face to face with both Nobara and Yuji.

"Yeah... about that.." Nobara trailed off, so Yuji took this opportunity to keep running his mouth. "Yeah, seriously, why did you let that sea urchin head kiss you?! Like, ew! If I were you, I would've kicked him in the nuts for harassment!"

The constant shame on your boyfriend was getting a bit overwhelming. You quickly shut them up by, "Guys, calm down. We're dating!" You announced, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. (which it is supposed to be)

Nobara took off her sunglasses to look at you and Megumi up and down in shock while Yuji's jaw went slack.

"... You guys didn't know already..?" You looked at both of them in suprise

"No?! How were we supposed to know?! I didn't know you'd pick him out of all people!" Nobara half jokingly complained

"Yeah! And Fushiguro never told us anything about him having a whole girlfriend! What the hell?!" Yuji exclaimed

"I thought I didn't need to do any of that since.. we were pretty obvious about our relationship." Megumi responded with his head tilted to the side slightly.

"You obviously need to tell us when you got a girlfriend, you imbecile!" Kugisaki yelled

Megumi only rubbed the back of his neck with a subtle sigh, turning his head to stare into the distance across him.

"For how long?!" Nobara walked closer to you with big eyes that are filled with curiosity and millions of questions.

"A year." You replied casually

"A whole year?!" Nobara and Yuji shouted in unison while Megumi just stood there next to you quietly while observing you guys with a straight face.

"Fushiguro, you seriously never share anything about yourself! And you too, Y/n!" Yuji pointed at you guys dramatically

"Who confessed first?" Nobara peeked her head highly

Before you could respond and carry the conversation from the start, Megumi responded for you.

"I did." He says, with no shame or embarrassment. What was there to be embarrassed about anyway?

"No way!" Nobara gasped while Yuji just stared at him with wide eyes with his finger on his chin.

"Why him, though?! Why not that cutie who we saw at the bakery a week ago!" Nobara dramatically placed her hands on your shoulders. Nobara's comment made Megumi tad a bit irritated and jealous. What guy is she talking about?

You laughed at her before glancing up at Megumi softly, "Guys, Megumi is the sweetest guy I've ever met, trust me. He can be really affectionate when he wants to." You smiled softly in amusement.

"Are you serious? Megumi and affectionate in one sentence?" Yuji asks half jokingly in shock

"Yeah! He's like.. a big cuddly wolf! Like his demon dogs!" You hugged Megumi tightly from his side, earning you a huff of adoration and amusement from him.

Nobara stared at both of you in disbelief. Silence creeped in for a moment at the sight.

"You guys are actually cute... Aside from that, though, we need to know more!" Nobara forcefully untangled you from your boyfriend to hold your hands.

"Seriously! We have all day!" She says excitedly while looking at you and Megumi back and forth. Yuji put his arm over Megumi's shoulders, joining Nobara. "Yeah, dude, we got all of the time in the world for this!" He exclaimed while you, and Megumi just shared a knowing glance at each other before being pulled by the overly excited pair.

You guys spent over 2 hours answering their questions and laughing at one another's jokes