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[sugurouge]

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[jordyn-degas]

Being friends with Megumi but he doesn’t see you as a friend but something more(high school modern au)!

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Let's see how this turned out. Kept it extremely vanilla and simple 😄

characters: Megumi Fushiguro x gn! reader

notes: SFW; pure fluff; kissing; mention of physical bruise;

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Leaning against the wall, hands in the pockets as a couple of hair strands hanged lazily on the forehead, Megumi watched you with hooded eyes. You were upset again. Nobara's arm casually thrown over your shoulders, explaining, probably, for the tenth time as to why that idiot you were dating was not good enough for you. He could see the way your nose would crinkle slightly with every dismissive word you kept locked in your throat not wanting to go against one of your best friends. Nobara could be ruthless when it came to you and your choices. Fingers fidgeting with the hem of your uniform shirt, lower lip trembling slightly as the tears have barely stopped after 5 minutes of constant whining. The redness of your cheeks took the form of a bright irritation at how much you wiped them off, eyes a bit bloodshot from the pressure exerted on them from all the anger and disappointment.

"Can you, please, put them out of their misery?" Yuuji asked as his back hit the wall with a loud thud and a groan.

"What are you on about?" Megumi asked raising an eyebrow.

"Really?" Yuuji chuckled. "You've had a crush on them since I can remember."

"Had." Megumi shrugged. "They're .."

"Don't give me that best friend crap." Yuuji rolled his eyes. "There is something with you two. Always has been."

"Clearly." Megumi said flatly while pointing at you that were hugged by Nobara as the idiot boyfriend approached you.

"I heard you two haven't been talking as much as you used to for a while now." Yuuji said studying his best friend's face to see a couple of muscles tensing.

"We fought." Megumi replied clenching his jaw slightly. "Said some things and that's about it."

"You should've kissed her." Yuuji grinned, wiggling his eyebrows, to which Megumi straightened suddenly. "When girls are angry, you kiss them. It fixes everything."

"How do you know?" Megumi raised an eyebrow. "Do you go around the high school kissing angry girls?"

"Maybe .." Yuuji laughed raising his hands in surrender.

"I can't watch this train-wreck again." Megumi sighed watching you and your shit boyfriend having some kind of angry conversation that was going to end up in the same heartbreak.

"Come by later." Yuuji said going into the opposite direction.

Megumi could not understand how someone as beautiful and intelligent could find themselves wrapped around the finger of a blatant idiot. A girl or a woman would only stay with this joke of a human only for one thing which was not the case with you since you were still too young for it. Sure, boys and girls at the age of 17-18 can be quite curious, hormonal and feral as he knew enough students around that already conquered the unknown territory. It was the last year of high school after all and most of them wanted to leave with a souvenir.

You were not one of them. Right?

Right?

- -

Rain poured violently outside, droplets slamming against the windows as Megumi stretched out on the couch, your last conversation running through his mind. The thing Yuuji said about kissing an angry girl stirred something in him because that day he had a chance, a chance he ruined with that stupid fear of losing your friendship, of being rejected.

"You're a fucking idiot!" you roared into his living room, face bright red with anger, arms moving around aimlessly.

"Do tell." Megumi sighed unimpressed with your attitude as it was not the first time experiencing it.

"You are my best friend!" you kept snapping. "You were supposed to have my back and instead you did what?"

"Protected you?" Megumi chuckled knowing how much it will annoy you.

"It's not funny." you said with a deep frown. "I come to you in confidence, to talk to you and vent. You almost ripped his head off."

"And?" Megumi raised an eyebrow. "I was not going to let slide the fact that he squeezed your wrist so tightly you still have a bruise."

"I can take care of myself!" you slammed your foot against the ground.

He could not help but smile seeing you so riled up over that fucking idiot you are dating. The way your cheeks were bright red, frazzled hair from the electrifying rage you were trying to somehow intimidate him with, small fists balled up that were supposed to be scary as he knew you could barely hold the Math book without hurting a minute later, the way your eyes flickered in annoyance at his attitude by also hiding a slight amusement. Weirdly enough? You found this entire conversation entertaining.

"Alright, that's enough." Megumi said standing up from the couch and walking up to you. "I'm not going to apologize if that is what all this show is about."

"Megumi, you keep doing these things and it puts me in a very uncomfortable situation." you tried pleading with him.

"Then stop dating shitheads." he shrugged. "It's so simple."

"What?" you asked, eyebrows shooting up hearing his words.

"I cannot, for the life of me, understand why the hell you always date the walking definitions of fuckboys." Megumi finally turned the tables as it was getting beyond tiring. "For one of the smartest students in our high school, you can be quite the idiot."

"That is what you think of me?" you asked quietly.

"Yes." he replied bluntly. "You said I'm your best friend. Then I won't stand here and lie through my teeth."

"Megumi .." you whispered as your shoulders dropped.

"Why are you doing this to you?" he asked taking a step closer. "It is what I think it is?"

"NO!" you jumped realizing where the question was coming from as your present boyfriend tried to have THAT conversation with you last week. "Who the hell am I talking to right now?"

"Your best friend." Megumi whispered as he pulled you into his arms tightly. "I am simply tired of seeing you get hurt."

"And you think I'm dating these boys because somehow I tripped and fell on a dick?" you asked wrapping your arms around him as you could not resist. "None of them could get me to do that. When it'll happen it will be with someone nice that loves me."

"That is the smartest thing you said today." Megumi chuckled inhaling the scent of your hair, the intoxicating scent of strawberry.

"I mean it." you said pulling back slightly. "I always thought that I will eventually find someone like you."

"What?" Megumi asked tensing slightly under your touch, eyes wide in surprise.

"I-I mean .. not .. uhm .. you .." you coughed as another bright blush slapped your cheeks.

There was this moment, this small moment where Megumi could swear you were talking about him, where he could've just went in and claim what considered to be his after all these years. The idea was quickly cut off as you pulled back averting his gaze.

"I think we should pause for a bit." you said with a shaky voice. "The friendship."

"Are you serious?" Megumi asked shocked. "What the hell, Y/N? What the fuck?"

"Nobody wants to date me anymore because of you!" you said starting to raise your tone again.

"Good." Megumi gritted his teeth. "Maybe this way there will be a fucking decent guy out there to date you."

"YOU DON'T OWN ME, FUSHIGURO!" you snapped grabbing the backpack off the armchair completely infuriated.

"GOD FORBID!" Megumi spat back with rage. "FINE, LEAVE!"

"I AM!" you yelled grabbing your keys from the kitchen counter.

"And don't come back." Megumi huffed and puffed. "Who am I kidding? You'll call me the moment the next one throws you away because you won't give them what they want."

Yes, that is where he fucked up. Those were the words that had you bloody livid, white as a sheet, staring at him with wide eyes before slamming the door behind you. Thank God he didn't used the words he actually wanted. Megumi was cursing himself for that stupid fight, born out of his need to protect you from all the idiots that did not wanted your love. You were considered to be some kind of an accessory as you were one of the most beautiful students and he agreed. The way you smiled was having his heart swell and beat faster than ever, the way you would intertwine your fingers with his when walking to school was having Megumi thinking he could conquer the world. Falling asleep on him when watching a movie, quiet snores amusing him terribly. Your fiery and feisty personality that made him feel proud of how you could handle yourself against anyone. Megumi has had a crush on you since you first shook hands at the beginning of high school, so innocent and funny, so smart and strong willed at such a young age. And to think that everything has started with a long conversation in the middle of the night, on the phone, about the girl that had a crush on him. That is how you two became best friends. That is how he ended up listening to you crying and whining about boyfriends or girlfriends that meant absolutely nothing. To him at least. Loud bangs on the door pulled Megumi out of his thoughts, lazily pushing himself off the couch to see who was bothering him at 6 pm. When he opened the door, his lips parted slightly in surprise. There you were: completely drenched from the rain and shivering while averting his gaze. Ah, you felt the guilt too.

"Forgot my keys at Nobara's." you said, teeth clenching slightly from feeling cold.

"Come in." Megumi replied stepping to the side to give you space.

It was easier for you to come here since you lived two floors above him anyway and he enjoyed that terribly.

"Take a shower while I make some tea." Megumi said closing the door as you took your shoes off. "You already know where everything is."

"T-thank you .." you whispered darting into his bedroom.

"Please don't let it be another fight." Megumi mumbled while walking towards the kitchen.

- -

"All good?" Megumi asked turning on Netflix hearing the door of his bedroom opening.

"Yes." you replied. "I borrowed some clothes."

"No prob- .." Megumi tried to say but the words got stuck into his throat.

Pinching the flesh on your elbow, you stood right there, a slight blush caressing your cheeks as you were wearing a pair of his shorts that were way too large for you, draped over the silky smooth skin, and one of his favorite shirts. It was the one you gifted him two years ago. Megumi swallowed hard seeing you as if you have been a part of this apartment forever, waves of hot flashes washing over him, palms slightly sweaty and he knew he was blushing. He realized now more than ever how well you fitted into his life, in his home as if you were the piece that was always missing.

“Megumi?” you asked shyly as his eyes were fixated on you without a single reaction.

“I-I thought we could watch something.” he said swallowing hard.

Heart jumped into his throat when you started walking and noticed your breasts jumping slightly under his shirt as he deduced you had nothing else under it. When you sat next to him there was a large gap between the two of you and it somehow felt as if it represented the gap in your relationship. The tension was absolutely unbearable as it could be easily cut with a knife, palpable and heavy.

“I’m sorry.” you both said at the same time.

Turning and staring at each other, you both started laughing as Megumi grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you into his arms. A deep sigh left as your arms wrapped around him as tightly as possible, Megumi’s heart beating its way out of his chest.

“We’re idiots.” you said with a chuckle.

“As always.” Megumi followed with a smile. “I still won’t apologize for always wanting to protect you.”

“You don’t have to.” you replied. “My best friend never has to apologize for anything.”

For a moment, a single moment, Megumi forgot what he was to you, what he represented, the words of ‘best friend’ pulling out a deep breath from him. Despite always going back and forth, despite all the playful flirting and innocent touches, you still saw him as your best friend. Was he willing to finally take the risk? The fear of ruining the friendship was unbearable but his love for you was greater.

“I need to talk to you.” Megumi said pulling you up into his lap as your breath hitched.

You were so close to him you could feel his warm breath on your face, arms wrapped around your waist as your hands rested on his chest. Mouth opening and closing, his struggle quite visible with what he was about to say, the wheels in his mind turning again and again.

“I always felt that you chose me specifically for this friendship." Megumi began having no idea how this conversation will end. "That you somehow saw in me the person capable to hold your deepest secrets, always be there for you and protect you when needed."

"Because I did see that in you." you replied biting your inner cheek while playing with the material of his shirt. "I still do."

"I held you while you cried. I listened every single thing you had to say about any date or relationship. I held and never criticized you, except once, when you were being put down by all of those idiots. I did my best to be THAT person for you." Megumi said watching closely every single reaction on your face.

"You did." you whispered. "You really did."

"Then .." Megumi asked swallowing hard, arms trembling around you. " .. what do they have and I don't?"

That was it. Your body tensed, fingers gripping his shirt, eyes shooting up to meet his wider than humanly possible, lips slightly parted in surprise, the question hitting you like a tsunami. Megumi waited, heart booming into his chest while trying to control his breathing as much as possible, feeling as if his lungs were about to implode. One of your hands raised slowly, landing on Megumi's cheek as he leaned into it, eyes closing for a moment to take in the feeling.

"It worked." you said surprised. "It wasn't in my head."

"What?" Megumi asked opening his eyes, confusion all over.

"Y-you like .. me." you said shyly while shifting into his lap to be even closer. "Am I right?"

"What did you mean by 'it worked'?" Megumi asked deflecting from your question.

"All the dates, all the flirting .." you said cupping his cheeks. "All for show."

As smart as he was, Megumi took a few moments to digest your words before putting two and two together. Tilting his head slightly, he could not actually believe completely that all of that was for him.

"Don't do this." Megumi sighed. "You had feelings for each and every single one of them otherwise you wouldn't have cared that much after breakups."

"I did care for them." you replied averting his gaze. "I had to care for someone if you weren't caring for me."

"Where is this coming from?" he asked surprised. "You know I care for you."

"Not the way I wanted you to." you swallowed hard and pulling back slightly only to be pulled back in even closer, noses almost brushing.

"I've had feelings for you since the moment we met." Megumi said deciding that it was now or never. "But I never thought for a second that you had them too. This is what this is all about, right?"

"Mhm." you nodded with a bright blush. "I was afraid of saying anything to not ruin the friendship. Instead, I chose to see if you are jealous when seeing me with someone else or if I can get a reaction out of you."

"It worked all the time." Megumi confessed brushing his nose against yours with a small smile that had your heart racing. "I chose not to show them to you out of fear of not losing this friendship."

"Remember when I said I eventually wanted to be with someone like you?" you asked wrapping your arms around his neck. "I actually wanted you."

"Y/N .." Megumi whispered as it still felt as a surprise that you were actually having this conversation with him, getting closer and closer by the second.

Both wrapped around each other, eyes melting with each passing moment, you both found yourselves completely melting, warm breaths fanning against your lips with growing anticipation. A smile curved Megumi's lips seeing your flushed cheeks as one arm wrapped tightly around your waist while the other cupped a side of your face, his warmth having your breathe erratically.

"You want me, huh?" Megumi's husky voice sent a shiver down your spine. "Good because I want you too."

Without any warning, his lips collided with yours, instantly having your body melting into his completely, tightening your arms around his neck and pulling Megumi even closer than before. The softness of your lips had him sigh, palm squeezing softly your burning face and you both parted your lips more, tongues meeting, dancing with each other in what slowly turned into one of the most heated kisses you have both every experienced. Body shifting, your legs wrapped around his waist, an unexpected groan leaving Megumi. You have both been waiting for this moment since you've met, two teenagers irrationally avoiding their true feelings for valuing their precious, beautiful friendship more. In this moment, all of that was nowhere to be found, crossing the line you have both dug in the sand for years.

"Be with me." Megumi whispered into the kiss. "Be mine."

"Yes." you replied stealing a quick kiss. "Yes."

Megumi could not get enough of your lips, stealing quick kisses before pulling you into deeper, longer ones that had your skins catching on fire. This was the moment where you two could not go back on and it felt beyond amazing, beyond anything you have ever experienced before. If that is what being in love meant, you both wanted a lot more where that came from for as long as possible.