aciddrattboyy

[aciddrattboyy]

i love the way you write marks character SO MUCH

AAAAHH TYSM !!! >\\\< IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY SILLY WRITING

im working on a couple more mark fics rn and even got a request!! its just taking a bit longer bc unfortunately ive been hit with the “important at work” curse and now im getting a LOT more hours but i will try to post more soon 🙏🙏

[aciddrattboyy]

your mark grayson fic was so good, def looking forward to whatever you write for him :) smutty or even non smutty

AH tysm !!! i got a FEW ideas cookin in my head but yk real life gets in the way… but i’ll try to get more out soon bc i love love love writing for him already !!

[aciddrattboyy]

ILL TRY MY DARNDEST THOSE LYRICS ARE SO PERTY

does anyone listen to noeline hofmann pls say yes

and to any writers out there, i need a angst fic based on her newest snippet cause the song already makes me feel like i got hit by truck

honestly i’d rather take the hit of the truck than come to terms with my feelings

[aciddrattboyy]

Mσʋιҽʂ Sƚαɾɾιɳɠ...

┆ᴍᴀʀᴋ ɢʀᴀʏꜱᴏɴ

「When You Mess With Love」┆Adult Film/Rom/Drama┆3.9k

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : your boyfriend arrives late for your study date and things(sex) happen

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[aciddrattboyy]

Wԋҽɳ Yσυ Mҽʂʂ Wιƚԋ Lσʋҽ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "your boyfriend arrives late for your study date and things(sex) happen"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Mark Grayson x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 3.9k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Drama/Rom/Adult Film] smut, both reader and mark lose their virginities, fingering(f!receiving), vanilla sex tbh, there will be eventual angst, set in au where they are in college before... (gulp) chicago incident, two part story ★ soundtrack: karma police, basta ya ★ pls pls pls any invincible fans HIT MY LINE i have no friends in this fandom and i desperately need them ★ 01 . 02 .

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noon. you invited mark over to your dorm at noon. it was three o’clock now, with no text messages or calls from your boyfriend; even after he assured you he’d be there about four hours earlier. mark had been… distant. constantly ditching you, not even showing up to dates or hangouts, or asking for rain checks if he had the decency to do even that. today was supposed to be a typical study date, with exams coming up you thought it would be nice. because even though mark left you hanging seemingly more often than not, the time he was there was, well, amazing. when he did manage to find the time for you he treated you like you were the best thing that ever happened to him, acted as the perfect, doting boyfriend. whether it was picking up your favorite food without asking or buying you a plushie of your favorite animal you didn't even remember telling him about, mark was loving.

but as the minutes ticked by, your phone continued being pathetically dry, and your dorm mark-less, you were starting to think maybe the good no longer outweighed the bad. with a sigh, you push back in your desk chair, slumping in the seat as you tipped your head back. you glanced over at your phone sitting atop a pile of books, almost mocking you with the lack of notifications, and thought about texting mark. again. dragging a hand down your face, you began to spin slowly in your chair, watching the room swirl by out of boredom. 

as you spun lazily, you could see your door slowly opening. and then there was mark, peeking his face through the crack, sporting that same guilty expression you were starting to think you saw more than him smiling. you plant your feet on the ground, coming to a halt as you looked at him with narrowed eyes and a frown. 

“if your excuse is you had to help your dad with work, lost track of time, or ‘had something to take care of’, save your breath,” you turn back to your desk, staring at the open textbook with your jaw clenched and brows pinched together. mark grimaced at your words, his hand twitching hesitantly on the doorknob, not sure if he should even come inside.

“alright no excuses,” he murmured softly, scratching at his nape as he stared at your back. sheepishly, he held up a plastic bag, the contents inside rustling softly. “but… how about an apology? starting with some food from that place you said you wanted to try?” mark’s voice had a hopeful lilt to it, although he knew he couldn’t keep fixing everything with food. he was entirely sure he’s been fixing anything at all, like a bandaid on a broken bone. but he also couldn’t exactly say: “sorry for being late to our study date. i promise i wanted to be here but my alien space dad made me go train with him since i just got super cool powers.”  it wouldn't be a secret identity if he started telling people. and unfortunately, people included you, no matter how much he didn’t want it to be this way. 

your glare aimed at your text book softened at his words, once again he had gone out of his way for you. acting as if he cared for you even as he was constantly blowing you off. a few quiet moments of you contemplating what to do pass by before you speak, turning in your chair slightly to look at him. 

“i guess that’s not a completely bad start.” marks face immediately lit up like an excited puppy as you spoke. it wasn’t a hard get the fuck out of my room and that was as good of a start as any when trying to make up for his major fuck ups. without missing a beat, he steps inside, closing the door behind him before toeing off his shoes, dropping his backpack near the foot of your bed and making his way over to you.  

“i uh got you a little bit of everything- well not everything everything but y’know a reasonable amount of-”

“thank you mark,” you cut him off quietly, not entirely sure how mad at him you still were. you take the bag from him, not able to meet his eyes as you set the bag down on your now limited desk space. mark stood somewhere to the side behind you, shoving his hands in his pockets as he rocked back on his heels.

“yeah, yeah no problem,” his voice cracked slightly and he winced at his own tone, feeling helpless and not at all sure how to really fix this without coming clean about his secret identity; something he could not do. the silence seems to drag on as you looked through the different containers. his eyes trailed over your desk and a fresh wave of guilt washed over him when he the notes scribbled into a notebook. “you.. um you got a lot of work done,” mark said awkwardly, grasping at straws to try to fix what he was rapidly breaking between you two. 

“yeah well it would’ve been easier if you had been here to help.” both of you freeze at your words that came out just a bit more harsh than you intended. mark frowned, not sure what to say. he reached out a hand, hovering it over your shoulder as he slowly opened his mouth. but you sighed before he can get anything out, running a hand through your hair before you turn in your chair to face with a faint frown of your own. “look, i’m sorry for talking to you like that. let’s just eat yeah? i’ve done enough studying for the both of us” you offer mark a small smile, one that he returns hesitantly. he takes a step back when you get up from your chair, grabbing the bed and heading over to your bed. 

“yeah that… sounds good.” mark nods, following you over to the bed. he sits next to you, mirroring your cross legged posture with his back leaning against the wall. he slowly scoots closer as you pull out the various containers until your knees are touching. you didn’t acknowledge it, but you didn't pull away and that was as good of a win as any. his eyes light up with an idea before leaning over the edge of the bed to grab his laptop. “thought we could watch something while we ate.” he offers softly, already turning on youtube and putting on the type of videos he remembered you telling him you watched sometime in the past. you nod at him softly, your smile growing both in size and genuineness just a bit.

“good thinking,” you respond softly, the anger already subsiding just from being with him. mark had a way of making you feel good, even if it wasn't for long, even if he upset you more often than you’d really like. you knew deep down he was still a good guy, and you desperately wanted to see him be better. wanted to see him start living up to his apologies.

the two of you eat in a somewhat comfortable silence, interrupted by laughs or brief commentary on what you were watching. and everything starts to feel normal again. for you, but also for mark. for just right now he wasn’t Invincible. he was mark grayson, a freshman in college with the more amazing girlfriend by his side. it felt nice to feel normal again, even if he had been waiting his whole life to get powers, to be just like his dad. you find yourself curled up against mark’s side, watching random videos with your head on his shoulder and his arm wrapped loosely around your waist. the sun was starting to set, the fading sunlight casting shadows and warm orange light through the blinds. 

when you tilt your head to look up at mark, he meets your gaze. his lips slowly pull into a goofy smile that makes you huff with amusement.

“why’re you looking at me like that?” you murmur playfully while tracing idle shapes over the fabric covering his chest. he pulls you closer, the movement almost imperceptible as his expression turns warm.

“you’re just so pretty,” mark answered just as softly, getting lost in your eyes with a stupid smile. only a second passes before he realizes what he’s said; his eyes widen, face flushing red as he sputters out apologies while trying to pull away. “oh shit that was so stupid- fuck im sorr-” before mark could run away and hide, you grab his face and pull him into a kiss. he lets out a muffled noise of surprise, eyes wide before his brain catches up to what was happening. then he’s humming softly instead, hands finding your waist as he kissed you back gently. “wha… what was that for?” he whispered breathlessly when you pulled away, your faces only inches apart. 

“am i not allowed to kiss my boyfriend?” you ask teasingly, smile only growing as your swipe your thumbs over his cheeks.

“no- i mean yes- uh yeah you can kiss me,” he lets out an almost self deprecating laugh, hands squeezing your waist gently. “i’m fucking this up aren’t i?” you pull him into another kiss, languidly moving your lips against his.

“i think you’re doing just fine,” your fingers tangle in mark’s hair, deepening the kiss, starting it off slow, gentle, but one thing led to another and soon enough you’re pulling him closer as you fall back against the sheets. mark follows you willingly, hovering over you with his hands on either side of your head. one of mark’s legs slot in between yours, involuntarily pressing his knee against the apex of your thighs. you gasp softly against his lips, grip tightening in his hair. when you roll your hips, a shudder runs through both you and mark when he realized what you were doing. the revelation only served to send blood straight to his already semi-hard dick.  

the kissing grows frenzied, the air between you heavy with harsh panting and even messier kissing. your laptop had been precariously moved out of the way and onto the corner of your desk. both of your shirts? thrown god knows where. was this all happening just a bit too fast? maybe… probably… definitely. but slowing down seemed to be the last thing on your mind along with mark’s. who was now practically buzzing with nervous excitement and lust. he’d kissed you before, many times actually. but never like this. never half clothed and making out with you as if you were trying to eat each other’s faces off while you ground your hips against his knee.

shifting slightly, mark props himself up on his elbow, body pressing more firmly on top of yours. he smooths his free hand up your waist, hesitantly thumbing over the hem of your bra as he waited for some sort of signal to stop. but none came, in fact, he could feel your back slightly arch into his touch. he let out a low groan, muffled by your lips, the obvious tent in his sweats pressed snuggly against your thigh. for a brief moment he thought maybe he should be embarrassed. but how could he when you seemed to just as affected. and somehow a lot more confident… with a gasp, and much reluctance, mark pulls his mouth off of yours, panting heavily against your lips.

“have you uh… y’know… before?” his voice was barely a whisper, face feeling hot and eyes slightly widened as he looked down at you.

“no…” you start, your voice equally as quiet as you prop yourself up on your elbows. “is it that obvious?” your brows twitched, just barely pinching together with a hint of worry and newfound self consciousness. 

“no- no no!” mark quickly squeaks out, shaking his head with wide eyes. “i just- you seem so- so…” he trails off, not entirely sure what to say anymore.

“we don’t have to keep going if you don’t want to. do you want to stop?” your voice was soft, a small smile on your face in hopes of making sure mark knew his comfort was important above all. but it only served to make mark feel more… feel more of whatever was making his stomach flip and his cock twitch against your thigh in a way that was getting harder to ignore. he swallowed the lump in his throat when thought about what ‘keep going’ would actually entail. 

“um… no. not really,” he murmured softly, a sheepish smile on his face. he feels his face heat up all over again at the admission. but before he can doubt himself, you’re smiling at him. and then you were kissing him, and it was like you had never even stopped at all. 

the kissing quickly grows heated, hands fumbling to rip each others pants off through breathless giggles and sloppy kisses until mark was seated between your open legs; both of you in nothing but your underwear and your bra long gone. mark smoothed his hands over your inner thighs, chest still somewhat heaving from the rather heavy makeout session just moments ago. he swallowed thickly, thumbs tracing over the lacy edges of your panties. his head snaps up when he hears a small noise leave your lips. the kind of noise that has his body going hot all over again.

“can i…?” mark wasn’t sure what he was exactly asking permission for. but the way you were looking up at him made him pray to any existing god that he was granted the sexual prowess of a veteran pornstar just for tonight. upon seeing you nod your head, he sucks in a deep breath, feeling both a wave of arousal and anxiousness. with shaky hands, he hooks his fingers under the waistband of your underwear and slowly pulls them off of you. looking at your naked body, mark was afraid he’d bust right then and there. but then your voice, soft and playful, cut through his thoughts currently being led by his dick. 

“c’mere,” you reach out, tugging on his hand and pulling him closer until he was hovering over you again. the backs of your thighs resting atop of his, the bulge in his boxers not too far from your pussy. you could tell he was a little nervous. and although you never got verbal confirmation, it was clear to see that mark was a virgin; somehow more a virgin than even you were. you card a hand in the hair at his nape, pulling him into a kiss that seemed to make mark relax just a bit. kissing was good. kissing was familiar territory. and after a small while, you placed your free hand on top of his hand not supporting his weight and slowly inch his palm downwards. 

marks breath hitched in his throat, body temporarily going still. that is until he felt how fucking wet you were as you guided his middle and ring finger through your soaked folds. a guttural groan vibrates through his chest, only barely muffled by your tongue in his mouth. 

you were panting against his lips now, soft mewls escaping you led his fingers to circle your clit. teaching him what you liked, how you wanted to be touched. and to mark’s credit, he was a very fast learner. soon enough he was moving on his own, your hand holding onto his wrist instead as he pumped two fingers inside of you. he ground his palm against your clit, making your hips buck into his hand as the pleasure just kept building. 

“o-oh fuck-” you cry out when he hits that sensitive spot inside you, arms wrapping around his neck as you nuzzle your face against the sensitive skin just below his jaw. if it were not for the string of muffled moans leaving your lips, even mark was able to tell you were getting close almost embarrassingly fast by the way your thighs trembled against his and how your hips snapped up to meet each thrust of his fingers. “fuck- fuck ‘m gonna- hah-” 

mark felt like he was almost there with you; he could feel the damp patch on his boxers growing as his dick continued to throb in it’s confines, leaking a lot of precum. his hips twitched involuntarily, searching for some sort of relief. but he would continue to push his own wants aside, breathing heavily through his nose as he peppered your collarbone with wet kisses and focused solely on making you cum. and that he did. biting back a moan of his own at the feeling of your walls clenching around his fingers, your whole body going taut under him as you held onto him tighter. 

after a few moments filled with only heavy breathing, your body goes limp against the sheets as he pulls his fingers out with a soft squelch. there was a very satisfied smile on your face as you looked up at mark, who somehow looked more fucked out than you. 

“you were… surprisingly good at that.”

“ha, thanks… hey, wait what do you mean surprisingly?” you giggle softly at the small pout on his lips, lifting your head just enough to press a kiss against his lips.

“don’t think about it too much,” you mumble as you pull back, trailing your hands down his sides until your palms met the waistband of his boxers. “uh there’s condoms in the drawer if you…” you trail off, eyes widening when you realized what you had just implicated. “i- i didn’t buy them they were uh- a gift from my roommate a while ago…” you look up at mark with narrowed eyes after seeing the way his lips were pursed, twitching with the force he had to use to keep himself from smiling. for now, mark would bite his tongue, not wanting to face your wrath when his dick was so hard it was starting to hurt. 

“condoms. got it.” the words were strained under the weight of his stifled laughter, but before you could comment on it, he was already leaning over you. rummaging through your night stand, he was able to pull one out, settling between your legs with the gold foil in his hands. “but are you sure you want to do this?” there was a hint of vulnerability in his tone, sounding almost worried that you’d regret being with him, or you were for some reason only doing this out of pity. but then you were giving him that warm smile and nodding your head, and suddenly all doubt jumped out the window. 

through more muted laughter and clumsy, inexperienced hands, the two of you manage to get the condom on without mark blowing his load then and there. placing his hands on your hips, he leans down to kiss your lips, rubbing soft circles on your skin with his thumbs. you hum into his lips, gently holding onto his biceps as you kiss him back just as passionately. but when mark reaches a hand between your bodies to line his tip with your hole, the energy shifts. less playful and more so intense, romantic. like the both of you realize what you were doing, and what it means for the relationship going forward. 

“are you sure?” mark whispers against your lips, eyes fluttering open to gauge your reaction.

“yeah, yeah i am,” you breathe out, eyes shining with something that made mark’s stomach flip in an almost scarily good way. he nods, adams apple bobbing before he presses his lips against yours again. he snakes his free hand up the bed, intertwining his fingers with yours above your head as his hips slowly push forward. it takes a little while of patience and whispering sweet nothings to each other before the two of you are comfortable enough for mark to start moving, the whole situation intense for both of you in a way that was both exciting and a little nerve wracking. 

“h-holy fuck-” mark’s voice comes out as a shaky pant, head hanging as he looked down at where your bodies met. his hand in your squeezes gently, the other holding onto your hip as he slowly rolls his hips; pulling out until only the tip was inside before slowly pushing back. “feel s’good,” he groans softly, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck as he continued to slowly fuck into your wet heat. his hand leaves your hips, entwining his with yours and pinning you to the mattress. you bite your lip, muffling the whimpers and moans spilling from your mouth. squeezing his hands tightly, you tilt your head when you feel mark starting to suck and nip at the skin of your neck

“y-you can- nngh- go faster,” your breathy words do not fall on deaf ears. mark’s whole body stills for just a second before slightly readjusts on top of you. the moment he quickens his pace, both of you are turning into moaning messes. kissing sloppily and exchanging spit as the cheap bedframe rocks slowly with mark’s movement. he lets go of one of your hands, reaching down to rub messy circles on your clit with the pad of his thumb.

it didn’t take long for mark to get close, hips already stuttering as he teetered on the edge as your cunt fluttered and clenched around him. he buries his face in the crook of your neck, muffling any and all embarrassing noises that leaves his lips. your hips buck up to meet his with each thrust, thighs shaking with your own impending orgasm. your nails rake down his back in a way that has mark groaning against your skin.

intense orgasms hit you both at the same time; mark’s thighs trembling right along yours as his hips jerkily buck his dick inside you until he spilled every last drop into the condom. collapsing on top of you, the room is silent save for heavy breaths and the smell of sex. after a few moments, mark presses a soft kiss to your jaw before slowly pulling out and flopping onto his back next to you with a content sigh after tossing the condom into the trash bin under your desk. 

“that was…”  mark turns on his side, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling your back flush against his warm chest. nuzzling his face against your hair. “was… amazing,”  he murmured softly, voice full of bliss as he held you tight. you giggle softly, letting your body melt into his warm embrace. at some point, you both clean up; with shrugging on a shirt and underwear and mark slipping back into his sweatpants. cuddling up under your sheets, it was easy to fall asleep in his arms, perfectly content and feeling loved.

i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very appreciated <3 ʟᴏʙʙʏ ﹕ꜰɪʟᴍᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

[aciddrattboyy]

theres something to be said about how i have a habit of accompanying smut with angst in my writing...

[aciddrattboyy]

quick unimportant maybe even stupid rant. but i miss when tumblr wasnt JUST smut. dont get me wrong, i like smut, smut is good, smut is great, shout out to all my smut writers out there, i literally write smut. and maybe this isnt a problem with every fandom

but god it hurt to check up on one of my favorite fandoms and seeing how much it changed over the span of two years. it used to be full of multi-part fics or angst and fluff or porn WITH plot but now its all just smut and dark content and it was kinda... disappointing to see. especially since i used to be so active in the fandom before i kinda set it aside bc of my own things going on irl.

idk just kinda sad to see a once very creative fandom with a little bit of everything reduced to 95% smut

[aciddrattboyy]

going to be writing steampunk stuff bc i love steampunk and this is my blog and i love steampunk so ya steampunk :P

[aciddrattboyy]

i mean i already have a basic idea of what i wanna write but like… do i WANT to write it

should i write more megumi angst…

[aciddrattboyy]

should i write more megumi angst…

[aciddrattboyy]

tummy hurt :(

[aciddrattboyy]

Hҽ'ʂ Mყ Mαɳ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "obsessed stay at home wife unknowingly poisons her husband over time."

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Kento N. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 1.5k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Drama] angst? i guess?, obsessive reader thinking, unintentional poisoning altho not explicitly mentioned, thats perty much it ★ heavilyyy based off of hes my man by luvcat its an amazingly beautiful song and i recommend everynyan listens to it

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drip. drip. drip. 

your perfectly manicured nails tap in rhythm with the leaky faucet against wooden table top where you sat in the dreary kitchen. the room was cast a dark grey, the cloudy skies and setting sun only adding to the sombre ambiance. glancing up at the clock, your frown only deepened.

8:52PM

the clock hands only seemed to mock you further. your husband should have been home by now. where was he? what was he doing? you start scratching at the table almost absentmindedly, the feeling of the wood resisting under your nails somewhat grounding. looking over at the stove, you let out a small huff of frustration. the dinner you had worked so hard on was already going cold. the corners of your lips pulled downwards even more and as you looked at the door you could feel your eyes prick with tears. god where was he?! he should have been home nearly two hours ago. what if he left you? what if he was gone from good?

drip. drip. drip.

with a frustrated grunt, you slam both of your hands against the table, relishing the pain as the wood bites at your skin. some part of you worried momentarily about splinters but that wouldn’t matter as soon as your loving husband came home. he would take care of you, just as he always did. you shoot up from the table, sending the chair flying back with a loud scrape against the tile floor, and walk over to the skin. hands gripping the edge of the counter tight, you tried to calm yourself. tried to calm the aching pain in your chest that felt as if it were threatening to consume you at any moment.

drip. drip. drip.

where was your husband? where the fuck could he be? why wasn’t he home yet? why wasnt he fucking home yet?! a pained noise escapes your lips, eyes screwing shut as you tried to block out the noise. you needed your husband. needed him like the air you breathed or the water you drank. this pain was all encompassing, a weight both physical and mental that seemed to rest on your shoulders. your knees grow weak,  body trembling as you slowly slump to the floor. your chest was already heaving, tears already pooling at the corners of your eyes. 

drip. drip. drip. 

your hands find their way into your hair, tugging at the strands lightly. although you knew it wouldn’t take much longer for you to be at the point of ripping your hair out. you felt empty, cold. you were nothing without your husband, he was everything to you. how could he leave? how could he abandon y-

the door creaks open slowly, the sound of light rain could be heard clearly for a moment until your husband closes the door behind him. you immediately scramble up, eyes wide and a huge smile plastered on your face. that is until you took in his appearance. he looked… tired, and that only made you frown. you never wanted your husband to be tired. he deserved all the rest in the world. scurrying over to him, you help him take off his coat. 

“you’re home,” you breathe out, the tension in your chest slowly ebbing as his familiar scent fills your nostrils and calms your brain. “i missed you. why were you late?” nanami only responds with a huff as he toes off his shoes, pressing a rough kiss to your forehead as he walks deeper inside the small house. his frame seemed… smaller? like he was losing weight. but thats impossible. you made sure to feed him every day!

“my head is killing me y/n. please tell me you made dinner.” nanami flops down onto the worn leather arm chair with a groan, running a hand through his hair with a sigh. without missing a beat, you nod your head, pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

“of course honey let me go fix you a plate,” you head off towards the kitchen, humming a random tune as you prepared food for your husband. there was a small smile on your face. you always smiled when nanami was home. it was the only time everything was perfect. thinking about how tired your poor husband looked, you decided to make him some tea as well. he had been having trouble sleeping lately and you’d do anything to help him feel better. “here you go my love,” setting the plate down on the coffee table in front of him, you gingerly handed him his tea, your smile only growing as you watched him blow softly at the steam.

“thank you.” he murmured softly, holding the cup of tea with both hands as he waited for it to cool. the steam made his glasses fog up slightly and you took it upon yourself to push them back up as they slid down the bridge of his nose. nanami smiles up at you then, it’s small, his exhaustion evident on his face. you study his glasses, noticing how the lenses seem to only be getting thicker as the months go by, for reasons both of you didn't know. 

“eat up, i worked extra hard on this meal,” you perch yourself on the armrest of the chair, the worn leather creaking slightly under your weight. you leaned in slightly with a soft hum, running a hand through his blonde hair as he blew on his tea. you watched intently, studying his features, each little movement of the muscles making up his beautiful face. nanami chuckles lightly, glancing up at you briefly before taking a sip of the warm liquid. 

nanami’s nose scrunches slightly as soon as the tea hits his tongue, an odd flavor coating his taste buds. it tasted weird, that same weird he’s been getting used to now over the past few months. you must’ve been using a different blend recently. looking back up at you over the rim of the porcelain cup, seeing you looking down at him as if he was the only man in the world, he couldn’t bring himself to tell you he didn’t want it. so instead, he steeled his mind and sipped more of it past his lips before setting it down to move onto your carefully crafted dinner.

the room was quiet as he ate aside from the sound of utensils hitting the glass plate and the dreaded dripping of the leaky faucet along with the rain that was gradually getting heavier. the room was bathed in a warm orange light from the flower lamp nanami had bought you a year back. you stayed where you were on the armrest, massaging his shoulders and scalp as he ate, content to just work on soothing him. content to be in his presence. 

as soon as his plate was cleared, you get up and grab them before heading to the kitchen. you diligently work on cleaning the dishes. you found peace in the routine, even though none of it mattered when your husband wasnt home. you’d never be at peace when he was away.

you can feel a pair of warm arms wrap around your waist, a low hum leaving your lovers chest as he pressed closer against you from behind. nuzzling his face against the crook of your neck, he places a light kiss to your skin, taking a long moment to just  breathe you in. 

“thank you for dinner love,” he mumbled against your collarbone as he peppered the exposed area with soft kisses. you couldnt help but lean back into his touch, tilting your head lightly to give him better access. but it was over before you knew it, nanami pulling away as he mumbled something about his head still hurting and wanting to get ready for bed. you frown at the reminder that he would be gone tomorrow morning again. the thought of him leaving hurting just as much as always no matter how many times you had to bear it. 

by the time you finish cleaning up the kitchen, nanami has already slipped under the blankets, snoring softly against the silk pillows. the sight made warmth bloom in your chest. he looked so peaceful, so vulnerable, and you were the only one able to see him like this. 

after completing your nightly routine and slipping on your pajamas, you crawl into bed next to him. you scoot in close, your face mere inches away from his as you studied his sleeping face. his cheeks were slightly gaunt, eyebags only growing more prominent as the days went by. it made you upset that he had to go out there and work away, especially since he should be staying home with you. always. 

you move closer, pressing your body against his and holding him close. with a low grumble, nanami wraps his arm around your waist, tugging you as close as possible. pressing a kiss to his shoulder, you murmur a soft ‘goodnight’ before letting yourself drift off in your husbands warm arms, feeling a love so fierce it could consume you both.

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「Moonlight」┆Adult Film/Drama┆2k

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ : you and aki have a... complicated relationship. one you both know will end in heartache even if you cant stay away

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“kunigami i-,”

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

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

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┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "megumi knew he needed to stay away from you. you came from two very different worlds. but god, he was having a real hard time staying away."

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Megumi F. x F! Reader ★ Guest Stars: Satoru G. Itadori Y. ★ Run Time: 4.9k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Drama/Rom] angst, comfort, canon typical violence ★ 01 . 02. [COMPLETED]

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it took about 20 unanswered calls, 50 unseen messages, and what seemed like a million crying spells for you to finally come to terms with the fact that megumi had left you. he basically broke up with you, came to your doorstep bloodied and injured, slept with you, confessed his love for you multiple times, and still left you. as if it were some typical one night stand. 

you were in shock when you first realized he was gone. shock and denial were the only things you felt while opening your phone with shaky hands. your phone did ring, which offered some sort of solace before his voicemail rang through. 

you didn’t end up leaving your apartment at all that day, trying to come to terms with what really happened. you allowed yourself that one day to mourn the loss of a relationship you at the very least thought was blooming.

but, for better or for worse, time does still go on no matter how heartbroken a person may be. 

the sky was a dusty pink as the sun began to set behind the clouds. walking home from running a couple errands, you sung your favorite song in your head, mind partially occupied with trying to figure out what you would be eating for dinner. you were pulled from your thoughts when you heard the voice of what sounded like a child calling for help. 

you immediately whipped your head towards the sound, heart dropping when your eyes were met with the abandoned building that always gave you a bad feeling. there was a child standing on the sidewalk in front of it, frantically waving his hands. and with only a moment of contemplation, you crossed the street to ask him what was wrong. 

the child was crying and you were quick to ask if he had any injuries. but he only shook his head, explaining that the stray cat he always played with had wandered inside and he was too scared to get her. you slowly turned your gaze to the building, a shiver running down your spine as stared into the dark entrance. 

you knew you could call the cops, wait for them with the kid, and leave as soon as they got here so they could get him home. but seeing this kid hysterical over his missing cat made you feel enough pity to temporarily cloud your judgment. 

you reassured him that you’d go and get his cat before you could even think about it. but now that you were standing in the entrance way of this unnerving building, you were starting to regret everything. glancing back at the boy, you saw him smile at you and all you could do was smile back before walking in.

you immediately turned your phone’s flashlight on, head whipping back and forth as if you were trying to catch the boogeyman before he was able to pounce on you. feeling your whole body shaking and heart beat rapidly, you soon realized this was a very bad idea. 

“here kitty…” your voice was shaky and barely even audible. you knew that if you were a cat you certainly wouldn’t feel comfortable enough to greet your own voice. there was a loud bang and your whole body jerked towards the noise. your flashlight only revealing trash and graffiti. 

you felt yourself calm for only a second before a noise so inhumane rang through your ears. it sounded like garbled speech of a language unknown to you and your legs were frozen as you heard what you thought were footsteps grow closer. your eyes were wide as your head and torso turned slowly in the direction on the noise. and when your flashlight finally revealed what was before you, you were sure you had already been sent to hell as soon as you walked in.

“holy shi-”

-

“so where are we going?”

“another abandoned building. megumi exorcized a curse from inside there before but it seems that another low level one had made its home in there. in all honesty yuji you really didn’t need to come. it’s a grade 2 at most,”

“nah it’s all good, what kinda friend would i be if i passed up an opportunity to hang out with megumi,” yuji nudged megumi’s shoulder then, laughing quietly when he saw megumi’s annoyed expression. 

megumi rested his head against the window, looking outside but not really paying attention as he thought mostly of going back home and sleeping. that’s what he did now most days. go on missions, eat, sleep, repeat except for when yuji and nobara were able to pull him out of his apartment. 

they knew something was up with megumi with him seeming more quiet than usual. along with the fact that he was home a lot more often than in the previous months. they never knew where he was going. but they knew he was going out at the very least.

“woah that place is packed,” yuji exclaimed, tugging on megumi’s sleeve to get his attention. “we should go eat here after we’re done. the food’s gotta be good if there’s so many people,” in the midst of shooting yuji a glare for grabbing onto him, megumi caught a glimpse outside of yuji’s window. his heart immediately sank when he noticed yuji was pointing at the diner you worked at. megumi’s eyebrows furrowed before he quickly looked away, jerking his arm from yuji’s grasp.

“i’m going home after we’re done,” megumi deadpanned as he leaned his head against the window again. it was an attempt to look indifferent to his surroundings even though he was trying to silently will ijichi to take the next turn out of the area. megumi only caught the end of yuji’s grumbling, heart pounding in his ears as ijichi seemed to ignore megumi’s silent pleas and drive around the area. 

to his utter dismay, ijichi did indeed park at the side of the building.

“megumi c’mon,” yuji called from outside the car, sticking his head in a little only to see megumi looking forward at particularly nothing wide bug eyes. “are you okay?” the worry in yuji’s voice is what pulled him back to reality and without looking back at his friend, megumi got out the car. 

yuji watched silently as megumi stalked towards the building, nodding absentmindedly at whatever ijichi was saying before following after him. megumi looked more tense than usual. this confused yuji, not entirely sure why megumi would be so stressed over a low grade curse. after thinking it over, yuji decided that something else was bothering megumi and he would bug him about it after they're done here.

megumi muttered under his breath, summoning one of his divine dogs. he knew based on the amount of cursed energy in the building, he probably didn’t need it. but he was tired. he wanted to go home, sleep, and rid himself of all thoughts of you as if that was ever going to be possible. 

yuji, who was driving himself crazy not knowing what was wrong with his best friend was just about to say something before an ear piercing scream rang out through the building. with one quick look at each other, megumi, his divine dog and yuji ran further into the dark building and towards the sound. 

you were terrified, eyes blurry with tears and head dizzy at the loss of blood as you ran blindly, your only goal being to get away from that thing that was clearly playing with you. you shrieked when you collided with something, almost falling back before a pair of hands grabbed onto your arms and shoved you behind them. 

your eyes opened wide then, a small yelp leaving your licks as you stumbled backwards. despite the darkness of the building, you were able to make out two people standing in front of you in some sort of fighting stance along with what seemed to be a wolf. you were confused to say the least, but your fear overruled that. you tried to pivot, getting ready to sprint towards the exit when your legs buckled beneath you. 

you cried out when your knees hit the concrete flooring, your face turning to desperately look at who you thought were you saviors. that’s when you were able to make out an intense gaze you would recognize anywhere. 

“megumi?!” you scrambled to stand up, tripping over your own feet again before another person gently gripped onto your arms to keep you upright. you looked over at the mystery person, seeing glints of pink hair and equally wide eyes. 

yuji’s eyes flicked between you and megumi only a couple times before he was able to feel your blood now sticking to him. cursing under his breath, he looked back at megumi. 

“she’s bleeding a lot-,” despite the shaky breath, his voice was calm, a stark contrast to how any of you felt. your eyes were glued onto megumi as you watched him nod. 

“get her out of here,” his voice was cold and before you could even comprehend what he said, yuji was apologizing as he picked you up, trying to get you into as much of a comfortable position before he broke into a run. 

“no no no wait- you cant just leave him-,” you thrashed in yuji’s hold, begging and pleading with him to go back and save megumi, desperately trying to warn them that there was something heinous lurking in the depths of those walls. but yuji ignored you, spriting out of the dark structure and down a couple blocks from the premises. 

you wanted to keep fighting, to keep banging your fists and screaming. but your adrenaline rush was coming to an end, and the loss of blood was starting to get to you. soon enough you found yourself falling unconscious in a strangers arms. 

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you woke up in a hospital you knew wasn’t even remotely close to your city, silently freaking out in the room as we watched the iv pump fluids into your arm. your head was hurting and the change of scenery from what you last remembered was disorienting to say the least.

you had a ton of questions that you were ready to bombard the nurses with just as the door opened. but instead of a kind face and a pair of scrubs, you were met with a tall man with snow white hair and dark sunglasses. you sat up slowly when he greeted you, watching him with wary eyes as he walked to the end of your bed and stopped just in front of it. 

“hi y/n!” he sounded awfully cheerful, the exact opposite of what you were feeling. you just blinked up at him, not sure what to say. “you might still be in shock but that’s okay,” still no response from you. “you were given an emergency blood transfusion by the way,” it remained quiet, yet this didn’t seem to bother the man at all. “the nurses say you should be ready to go home in a couple of days,” you could feel him staring at you through the tinted lenses of his sunglasses, and even though you couldnt see his eyes, his gaze felt intense. “you might need to go to physical therapy for a bit because of your knees but that shouldn’t be too bad… im gojo by the w-”

“where’s megumi,” you cut him off, not missing the way his smile seemed to grow more mischievous at the mention of megumi’s name. 

“megumi’s fine, he can handle himself,” you weren’t entirely sure what this man meant by that, but you found yourself nodding along anyway. 

“and the little boy?”

“safe and sound at home,” gojo was lying through his teeth. based off of megumi’s report of the incident, the little boy you had seen was simply a decoy the curse was using to lure people in. but you didn’t need to know that right now. 

“and the pink haired guy?”

“yuji is also fine,” gojo smiled at you, cocking his head while he watched you. “you dont at all seem concerned with your own condition,”

“you said i was going to be okay,” 

“you believe everyone who tells you that?” gojo watched as your eyes widened, letting out a short laugh. “i’m just kidding, you’ll be okay. i just wanted to check up on you… but is there anything you wanted to talk about?” he waited patiently, wanting to see if you’d bring up what you saw. just like he thought, you kept quiet, your hands gripping the hospital, as your head bowed down. “well that’s alright. rest easy y/n,” you stayed frozen until you heard the door open and close once more, letting out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. 

with a groan, you let your head fall back against the semi-comfortable pillows, looking up at the tile ceiling as you tried to calm your thoughts. turning your head towards the window, you looked out at the light blue sky, wondering exactly how much time had passed. there was a soft knock at the door and for a second you thought it mightve been the man with the white hair again before realizing that if he didn’t bother knocking the first time he probably wouldn’t the second time either. so, thinking it was a nurse, you sat back up.

“it’s unlocked,” instead of a doctor with a clipboard, there was megumi standing awkwardly at the entranceway. your whole body went stiff when you saw him. a mix of relief, anger, sadness, and hurt swirling through your mind in a very confusing way. 

“can i come in,” his expression was somber, only allowing his eyes to look at you once before forcing them back onto the aluminum floor. you could see eyebags forming on his lower eyelids, he seemed almost out fo it completely. 

“yeah, yeah you can come in,” you couldnt force a small smile this time, watching quietly as he made his way inside the room. neither of you said anything as he slowly rounded the bed. you only opened your mouth to speak when he stood at the side of your bed, only to be startled into silence as he sunk to his knees. 

in a blur of movements, he had taken your hand into both of his as his body began to shake. he leaned his head against the edge of the bed as he spoke, his eyes screwed shut. 

“y/n i am so sorry this happened to you- its all my fault- all my fucking fault- im so sorry- you didnt deserve any of this- im so glad youre okay-” you didn’t know what to do, having megumi sink to his knees next you and rattle on a string of apologies was shocking to say the least. hearing the absolute pain and desperation in his voice almost brought you to tears and despite wanting to be mad at him for leaving you, you couldn’t.

“megumi look at me,” your voice was barely a whisper, but megumi was able to catch it. your breath got caught in your throat when you saw his teary, bloodshot eyes. you brought your free hand to cup his cheek, offering megumi a weary smile as you wiped a stray tear with your thumb. “it’s okay,” you brightened your smile just a bit in an attempt at reassurance. 

with a shaky nod, megumi placed a chaste kiss to your knuckles before standing back up. wiping his eyes with the backs of his hands he looked at you once more. 

“i’m glad you’re okay y/n,” he spoke with the most level voice he could muster despite just crying at your bedside. 

“i’m glad youre okay too i was so scared knowing you were in there only with-,” you stopped yourself short, not entirely sure if you wanted to keep talking. you were certain there was a perfectly logical, scientific explanation for what happened and there wasn’t just a monster lurking in the shadows of the building.

“we can talk about it if you want,” his voice was comforting now, as if completely putting his own feelings and problems on the back burner because you were the priority. “but we don’t have to, not right now,” he was quick to add that to the end, not wanting to force into talking about the moment your world was quite literally turned upside down. you nodded. inhaling deeply and letting your eyes shut for a second.

“i don’t know if you’ll believe this- or what you saw… but i was attacked by a um…” you trailed off, suddenly feeling incredibly stupid at thought of saying monster. for a moment the thought of tricking yourself into thinking you made the whole thing up. 

“a curse,”

“what?” your eyebrows furrowed when megumi finished your sentence for you. he sighed softly, as if he was trying to come to terms with the fact that he was actually telling you about this when this very thing was the reason he left in the first place. 

“a curse, an accumulation of cursed energy coming from people’s negative emotions. just like how you felt uneasy about that building there must’ve been other people who felt the same too. those negative emotions associated with the building is what gave birth to the curse,” megumi was worried that he just laid too much information on you and when he saw you laugh nervously he knew for a fact he did. 

“i dont know what happened in there but we must be having a shared delusion or something,” you shook your head, a small laugh bubbling from your lips despite finding absolutely nothing funny. you averted megumi’s gaze, not wanting to look at his straight face and come to terms that theres things like that just roaming around the earth you live on. 

“so how do you know all of that,” you asked as you squeezed your eyes shut, not really wanting to know the answer but asking anyways,

“im a jujutsu sorcerer, it’s my job to exorcize curses,” his voice remaining monotone was tripping you out; making it harder to pretend this is all just some sick joke- maybe even just a social experiment gone too far. but then you felt a pang of hurt, if it really was a social experiment then why had megumi sunk to his knees and cried against your hand. you quickly glanced at him just to make sure he was in fact even real. his eyes were puffy and red and you knew his cries were definitely were real.

“why don’t more people know about this,” you countered as if a part of your brain was still trying to catch megumi in a lie.

“well for the most part the jujutsu world works in secret… and most regular people can’t even see curses unless in a life or death situation,”

“how fucking convenient,” you scoffed, shaking your head again in disbelief.

“i know this is a lot,” megumi started, a look of worry and concern on his face. “like i said earlier, we don’t have to talk about it right now- or ever for that matter. you can get better and go back home. they’re going to start demolishing the building soon so you won’t have to worry about it anymore,” 

“why didn’t you tell me about all of this sooner,” your tongue poked your the inside of your cheek as you waited for his response, keeping your eyes on your sheets. 

“i wasn’t planning on telling you ever,” his answer was blunt and although you knew he didn’t mean it in a malicious way, his words still stung a bit. 

“why not?”

“because i didn’t want to bring you into this world-”

“look where the fuck i am now megumi,” you snapped your head towards him, tears welling in your eyes as you finally let yourself feel all the emotions you were keeping at bay since you woke up. “i almost fucking died and i spent my last moments awake thinking that you were going to die,” the tears were flowing down your cheeks in a nonstop stream now, snot dripping down your nose before you burried your face in your hands. “you dont get to decide which world i live in just because you think its best-”

megumi was effectively rendered motionless, everything he was trying to keep from happening unfolding right in front of his very eyes. he began to wonder what wouldve happened if he had stayed that night and spilled his guts to you instead of leaving. he felt like a coward in that moment while listening to your sobs echo through the room. 

“i…” his voice trailed off, he himself not even sure what to say. instead he sat on the very edge of the bed next to you, wrapping his arm around your back and pulling you into an embrace as you continued to weep. “i’m sorry,” he whispered as you melted into his arms, your iv was pressing against your arm in a slightly uncomfortable manner. but the feeling of being held was keeping you distracted.

you weren’t sure how long the two of you stayed like that, but the room was starting to darken along with the sky outside when you finally lifted your head. you sniffled quietly as you wiped at your eyes. you took your time, not entirely ready to look at megumi feeling as embarrassed as you were. 

you shivered when you felt megumi’s hand smooth up your arm and he immediately paused. you could feel him looking at you and finally found the courage to look back at him. it seemed like a thousand unspoken words were communicated between the two of you just from looking into each others eyes.

the moment you caught megumi’s eyes flick to your lips, you pressed your mouth against his, squeezing your eyes shut tightly while you poured all of your emotions into the kiss. 

megumi was quick to card his hands in your hard, kissing you just as deeply. you held onto him tightly, hands shaking slightly as if you were scared he was going to evaporate right then and there. 

“you cant leave again,” you broke the kiss solely to say this. you looked up at him with desperate eyes. “megumi you cant leave me again,” you repeated, feeling tears well in your eyes once more at the thought of him taking off again. seeing the tears collecting at your eyelashes, megumi couldn’t help but place one more firm kiss to your lips. 

“never,” his gaze was  intense as he let his hands drop from your hair, one hand squeezing your arm reassuringly. “i’m never leaving again,” seeing the smile on your face cause one to spread on his as well, laughing lightly when he heard you giggle. 

“i’m holding you to that,” you cocked an eyebrow only for him to pepper your face with kisses until you were laughing squirming against him. he pressed one final kiss to your cheek, opening his mouth to say something before the door knocked. with one last glance at you, megumi got up to open the door. 

megumi was greeted with a profusely blushing yuji on the other side when he opened the door. his eyes widened when he saw yuji’s sheepish grin. 

“sorry i didn’t know when it would be a good time to knock,” he whispered behind his hand, eyes flicking over to you. once the two of you made eye contact your face lit up slightly. 

“yuji i swear to god if you say anything-”

“pink hair guy!” you exclaimed, pointing to yuji from your bed. yuji taking this perfect opportunity to get megumi off his back, waved to you. “come in- oh wait- megumi,” you made a face at megumi, hoping you’d understand your question.

“yes he knows, he’s a sorcerer too,” megumi nodded, seeming displeased with this whole situation. but seeing you smile made him go soft all over again. 

“oh okay good! come in come in!” you motioned for yuji to come in the room, desperately wanting to thank him and apologize for the night before. yuji glanced at megumi as if he was scared to pass through without his permission. but when megumi nodded, yuji smiled softly.

“ah gojo said he wanted to talk to you, that’s why i came,” yuji’s smile only faltered for a second, a second you weren’t able to catch. you did however, not miss megumi walking out the door.

“hey wait megumi where’re you going?” your eyes grew wide with alarm and megumi felt a pang of guilt for being the one to cause that. 

“i just have to go talk to someone, i’ll be back. i promise,” he offered you one last smile before walking out and closing the door behind him. once the door had closed, you and yuji made eye contact for only a second before you were spewing apologies and gratitude. 

“i am so sorry for hitting you when you were trying to save me- also thank you so much for that genuinely,” you had a light smile on your face and yuji was glad to see it considering it was a complete contrast to the bloody, crying, screaming mess you were about twenty-four hours ago. 

“no need to apologize it’s completely okay!” he smiled back at you and for a moment it seemed innocent until he started wiggling his eyebrows at you. “so what’s goin’ on with you and megumi?”

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“megumi there you are!” gojo smacked a hand onto his chest as he pretended to be relieved to see him once more. megumi rolled his eyes, walking over to gojo with his hands in his pockets. 

“what did you want to talk about?”

“your girlfriend!” megumi felt his eye twitch, not entirely sure where this was going. instead of giving into gojo’s teasing, he silently waited for him to continue. “i take it you told her about the jujutsu world,”

“something like that,”

“m’kay,” gojo’s smile never faltered. “you’re gonna have to tell her everything eventually, no one would be satisfied with only knowing bits and pieces of an unknown world. obviously not today while she’s still processing. but you’ll have to eventually,”

“i already know that,” megumi did in fact already know he’d have to explain even the ugliest parts to you, having know you long enough to know you wouldn’t be satisfied withh half ass answers. but he didn’t have to worry about it. 

“okay good,” gojo paused for a second and megumi thought maybe he was done talking. he was wrong. “also don’t mess this up considering this might be the first and last woman who would want to put up with your brooding,” gojo laughed at his own teasing, is laughing growing even louder when megumi flipped him off before walking away.

“go home youre disturbing the other patients,” he didn’t wait for gojo’s response, speed walking down the hall with his only goal being to be back with you. there was a certain weight lifted off of his shoulders now that you had knowledge on his world, albeit limited, but still. you knew enough for now and he was content. 

he could hear you and yuji giggling about something from down the hall. he could feel his heart warm up at the sound of your laughs. opening the door, he saw yuji sitting on a chair that was placed against the window and you leaning forward on your elbows as you talked. but when you saw megumi enter the room you immediately sat up, your smile growing. 

“yay youre back! yuji was just telling me about human earthworm 4!” you and yuji were laughing again and he couldnt help but smile as he sat back down on the edge of your bed next to you. you immediately leaned your head against his shoulder, pressing a small kiss on his jaw. megumi immediately started to blush but from where you were positioned, you couldnt see him throw daggers at yuji with his eyes, silently daring him to laugh. 

“this is all he talks about by the way,” megumi murmured, smiling when he heard you laugh. 

“well this is the first time i’m hearing about it so yuji finish explaining it to me,”

“can do! so then theyre in this cabin,”

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“okay so its organized by grades?”

“yes they are,”

“four being the weakest and special grade being the strongest,”

“yep thats how it works,” you cocked an eyebrow at megumi as the two of you sat on your couch eating takeout. he wasn’t sure what you were going to ask next but he was prepared to answer to the best of his ability.

“so what grade was the curse that attacked me?”

“a grade two at most,” he answered quicky before bringing his drink to his mouth.

“oh my god wait what grade are you,” you leaned forward slightly, eyes widening as you anticipated his answer. he placed his drink down before responding, eyes seemingly fixated on his food.

“special grade,”

“woah youre so strong!! i bet the curse in the abandoned building was easy to exorcize huh?!” megumi felt his face heat up at your praise. ears, cheeks, and neck growing red while you continued to ramble about how strong he must be. “aw megumi you’re all red are you embarrassed,” you poked his nose, giggled when he scrunched it. 

“eat your food,” was all he responded with, pointing his fork at your food before going back to eating his. you sighed dramatically before shoving a fork full in your mouth. 

“okay okay no more questions i promise,” you raised your hand as if you were reciting a pledge, laughing when you saw megumi roll his eyes.

“lets put on a movie then,”

“can we watch human earthworm 4?!”

“oh my god,”

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┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "megumi knew he needed to stay away from you. you came from two very different worlds. but god, he was having a real hard time staying away."

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Megumi F. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 5.4k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film/Drama/Rom] angst, smut, oral(m!receiving), penetrative sex, saying the L word during sex(all characters aged up!) ★ 01 . 02. [COMPLETED] ★ honestly this might be my best/fav fic ever, i wrote it high one night from 12am to 5am before my 7am shift at work. megumi is one of my favorite characters like ever and i always enjoy writing him

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megumi loved you. god he loved you so fucking much. he wanted to be with you, make you his. but there was one problem. you were a non sorcerer. you knew nothing of the jujutsu world. and megumi wasn’t selfish enough to bring you into it. as he walked into an abandoned building , the events of earlier today plagued his mind.

“hi megumi!” your face lit up as he walked into the diner you worked at, coming from behind the counter to give him a hug. he didn’t hug you back, swallowing the lump in his throat as he gently pushed you off of him by your shoulders. you looked at him with a small frown, not sure what was going on and why he looked so anxious.

“when do you get off,” megumi’s voice was low, hoping that maybe you wouldn’t be able to hear him and he could just blow it off and pretend he wasn’t about to do this. he watched as you pulled out your phone to check the time, looking up at him with a small smile.

“in half an hour… is everything okay?” megumi could see the concern on your face and thought he was about to cry. 

“uh i just need to talk to you about something,” you frowned when he didn’t directly answer the question. it made you feel uneasy and you wanted to question him more. but instead you just nodded.

“okay uh i guess you can just wait at one of the tables,” he nodded, the thin line of lips unwavering. you offered him one final smile before heading back off to work the register. you couldn’t help but glance over at him every once in a while from where he sat. he seemed fidgety, nervous, and distraught, all things you’ve never seen from him before. you furrowed your eyebrows, trying so hard to figure out what could be bothering him. 

time seemed to drag one for hours as you rang up customer after customer. but soon enough, your shift was ending and you were plastering on a fake smile as you said your goodbyes to your coworkers. 

“hey,” you spoke gently as you stood in front of megumi, tenderly placing your hand on his shoulder to get his attention. when he raised his head from his hands there was one word you’d use to describe his face. tired. 

he silently stood up, pushing in his chair and immediately shoving his hands in his pockets before you could even think about intertwining yours fingers with his. you followed behind him silently, a sense of dread pooling in your stomach. when you reached your car he finally turned to look at you. 

“y/n,” megumi spoke firmly, putting extra effort into making sure his voice didn’t waver. “i know we aren’t official or anything but i think its best if-”

“i understand,” you cut him off, your voice cracking slightly at the end. having had this conversation many times before, you didn’t really want to do it again. so instead you give him a polite smile. “i appreciate you telling me,” you nodded at him once before opening the door to your car. megumi was… dumbfounded to say the least. he didn’t expect things to be this easy and even though he should be grateful for it, he couldn’t help but feel a little hurt.

“wait-,” megumi spoke before he could think, a feeling of desperation clouding his mind. “i lo-,”

“don’t,” you cut him off once again, this time the hurt in your voice more prominent. you looked at him with tears pooling in your lashes. this situation feeling all too familiar to ones in the past made you snap. “dont fucking say shit you don’t mean,” your voice was filled with pain while megumi stood there and looked at you with shock. “goodbye megumi, thank you for taking the time to tell me.” with one final nod, you got in your car and drove off, leaving megumi alone in the dark parking lot to process what just happen.

“fuck,” he cursed to himself as he walked towards the door, not wanting to replay those moments while he’s supposed to be exorcizing. with one glance back, he watched as ijichi finished opening a barrier before getting back in his car. megumi had told him that he didn’t need to wait for him and while ijichi was on the fence about it, he reluctantly listened to megumi. 

with a deep breath he passed the threshold of the building and immediately could feel the cursed energy grow stronger than what it was outside. he looked around before summoning his demon dog, warily walking deeper into the building. 

from what he was told, there seemed to just be a couple low level curses, nothing he really needed to worry about. a loud crash rang through the building and megumi was quick to face in the direction of it. 

there was a curse crouching by a pillar, its energy was low and megumi wasted no time before ordering demon dog to exorcize it. after it was gone, megumi felt like something was off, the cursed energy still being very prominent. 

then it happened, another curse appeared with what felt like twice the amount of cursed energy. how did he not notice it before? he was quick to summon nue, having it strike the curse while he tried to move to a spot where he’d get the advantage. but the curse was quick, immediately tracking megumi’s movements.

it wasn’t particularly too strong, megumi knew he would be able to exorcize it with a little work. but what megumi wasn’t prepared for, was it’s abilities. right before he was about to attack, the curse made some sort of intelligible noise and suddenly he was frozen. 

memories of his life began to flash through his mind and for a second he thought maybe he was dying. faces of the important people of his life flashing before his eyes and then you. he saw you so vividly in his mind. you were smiling, giggling as you looked at him like he was the brightest star in the night sky. but then it flashed to your teary eyes, your pained voice echoing in his mind. 

all this was cut short when megumi was hit in his gut. blood spilled out of his mouth as he cried out in pain. vision blurry with tears he didn’t even know he was shedding, he began to attack the curse and with the help of nue and demon dog, he was able to exorcize. 

feeling the cursed energy disperse, megumi let his shoulders slump as he fell to the ground. wiping his eyes with the back of his hands he examined his palms. his hands were shaking, his whole body was shaking. tears were beginning to fall down his already wet cheeks again as his thoughts ran a marathon aside his head, 

he felt like he was going to be sick, he thought he was about to die. he thought his life was truly flashing behind his eyes and he saw you. you were sad. you were hurt. he thought he was going to die and the last thing he saw was your hurt face. his head was dizzy and he almost fell over as he stood up. 

megumi was now regretting telling ijichi to leave. with a sigh he surveyed his surroundings and realized it looked a little familiar. looking back at the building he just exited, he realized it was the very same building you warned him about. 

“look that building over there,” you pointed towards your window as you drove, glancing at megumi before turning back to the road. “it’s so creepy. whenever i pass by i feel a shiver go down my spine,”  you flashed a smile at megumi, missing his blush as you looked back at the road “but for some reason with you in the car im not scared,”

before megumi even realized it, he was at your front door. seeing the doormat with the silly cat that both of you laughed at being the only thing snapping him back to reality. he fished his phone out of his pocket, checking the time. it was late. you were probably asleep now. he should just call ijichi and head home.

he went to take a step back the way he came but before he could even move, memories of what saw in that abandoned building flooded his mind and within a matter of seconds he knocked on your door. megumi knocked only twice, firmly telling himself that if you didn’t answer he was going to leave you alone. much to both his relief and his dismay, you opened the door. 

“megumi?” by the tone of your voice he could tell that you were probably heading to bed soon. “oh my god- megumi-” the sudden change in your tone startled him as he looked at your now horrified expression. “what the fuck happened to you-,” your voice was full of alarm as you took in the sight of the man in front of you. he was leaning against the wall, superficial cuts all over his arms, a bigger cut on his shoulder, and already drying blood coming from what looked like his head. 

“i-,” he took a step forward, quickly tripping over his own legs that felt like they were submerged in concrete, and falling into your arms. you squeaked as his body fell onto you, just barely catching him and stumbling backwards into your apartment. you led him to your couch, panting lightly as you carried the brunt of his weight. 

“stay right there- do not move, let me go grab a first aid kit,” you spoke firmly, watching as megumi’s eyelids fluttered. his head lolled to the side as uneven breaths left his partially open mouth. your hands were shaking violently as you fumbled to grab the kit, opening it quickly to see what was in it. frowning, you looked at the scarce amounts of supplies.

hurry back into the living room you felt your heart stop for a second when you saw how still he was. quickly getting on the couch next to him, dropping the med kit on your lap, you cupped his face in your hands. 

“megumi- megumi please- should i call someone-”

“no,” his voice was hoarse. he sounded pained, as if he was using all his energy just to speak. “don’t… call anyone ‘m fine,” his head slumped against the back cushion of the couch, eyes still shut as his ragged breathing shook through him. 

“megumi you’re bleeding,” your hands clumsily grabbed a pad and a bottle of alcohol before gingerly grabbing his arm. megumi made no move to stop you, sighing at the feeling of your hands on him. the two of you sat in silence as you tended to his arm aside from the low hisses coming from megumi because of the alcohol and mumbled sorry’s from you. when you got to the cut on his shoulder you grabbed a small pair of scissors. “i’ll have to cut the sleeve off,” you spoke mostly to yourself, getting a slight nod from megumi. you worked quickly, cutting off the sleeve and cleaning it as best as your limited medical knowledge would allow you. “it doesn’t look that bad,” you said absentmindedly as you began to wrap his shoulder with gauze.

the corners of megumi’s lips twitch at the somewhat foreign treatment. usually in this scenario he would’ve gone to shoko, cuts like the one he has now seeming so small. and here you were, fussing over it and trying to console him. megumi found that he much preferred this over what he was used to.

shifting in your seat, you leaned forward, bringing your hand to megumi’s head to move his hair out of his face to see where the bleeding was coming from. to your relief it wasn’t coming from his head, but a very small gash on his head. being so focused on cleaning the cut, you didn’t realize megumi was now looking up at you until you reached down to grab a bandage. you smiled at him reassuringly, a small heat flooding your cheeks as you applied the bandage and smoothed out his hair. 

“all better,” you sighed, placing the kit on the coffee table before leaning back onto the couch facing megumi. you looked deep into his eyes, searching for answers you were probably never going to get. “you gonna tell me what happened,” you asked lightly, cocking an eyebrow at him. 

“i wish i could,” megumi’s voice was solemn, making you genuinely believe there was something keeping him from telling you. deciding to let it go, you switched topics. 

“you look ridiculous,” you motioned to the jagged ends of the sleeve to his shirt. megumi snorted, rolling his eyes. 

“you’re the one who cut it,” seeing megumi smile, no matter how small it was, made you feel a bit better. he didn’t seem to be in too much pain thankfully. 

“i’ll go get you a shirt to sleep in,” you got up from the couch, reaching down to grab the kit and put it away on your way to your room.

“sleep in?” he lifted his head to look at you, eyes widening slightly. 

“well do you have a way home,” megumi let his head rest against the cushions again. truthfully, he could call ijichi and if he didn’t answer he could call yuji, he knew for a fact that guy was still awake. but instead he found himself shaking his head. 

“then youre sleeping here,” you said with finality as you walked to your room. once you were out of sight of megumi in the confines of your room you found yourself shaking slightly. just to think you were about to head to bed and now the boy you were in love with was injured on your couch. you shook your hands as if trying to shake all of the nerves out of you before heading to your dresser. grabbing one of the many oversized shirts you own, you walked back out to the living. megumi was in the same position as when you left, his chest rising and falling in what looked like a much more normal tempo. “here, you can put this on,” you placed it on his lap, hands lingering for a split second on his thigh before you pulled away. 

“thank you y/n,” he looked up at you again, sitting up as he grabbed the shirt. 

“youre welcome megumi,” shooting him a smile, you stood up again, stretching your arms above your head. “you can sleep in my room,”

“what- no why-”

“you’re injured and my couch isn’t exactly the most comfortable,” you spoke as if this was common knowledge. as if you giving up your bed to the guy who basically broke up with you was the only reasonable option. 

“if it’s not comfortable why would you sleep here,” megumi looked at you incredulously, showing more emotion than he did when he was actively bleeding. 

“i’m used to it,” 

“i’m not going to sleep in your bed knowing you’re on the couch in your own home,” megumi’s voice was firm as he spoke, eyes locked on yours in a sort of silent battle. 

“well then do you want me to sleep with you?,” you were louder than you meant to be, eyes going wide in embarrassment at what you said. it grew silent as the two of you stared at each other. 

before you knew it, you were getting under your blankets, along with megumi. it was quiet and awkward as the two of you shifted under the covers. with your backs to each other, megumi’s mind was going wild. there was so much he wanted to say, so much he wanted to do. could he really be that selfish? could he really let himself love you and let himself be yours? did he really have it in him? surely he’d have to tell you about his line of work. would you think he was crazy? there was too much running through his mind and he began to feel tears welling in his eyes. 

“y/n,” his voice cracked as your name left his lips. 

“yea?” the two of you spoke with your backs still facing each other, both too scared of what would happen if you saw each other.

“i love you,” the words felt foreign as they slipped off his tongue. but it lifted a certain weight of his chest as they finally left him. the room became still, the only noise being your fan. he shifted under the blankets, getting slightly uncomfortable at the silence. 

“i love you too megumi,” your voice was weak, as if you too were scared to speak those words out. without giving yourself a moment to think, you rolled onto your other side, now facing megumi’s back. having heard and felt the movement, megumi followed suit. he felt his breath hitch as he took your face in. 

you were so beautiful, so kind, so loving, so sweet. you were everything megumi ever wanted and he couldnt help the weary smile that spread on his face. you returned his smile, lifting your hand to wipe a stray tear off his cheek. 

“why’re you crying,” you mumbled, now rubbing your thumb over his cheekbone. 

“ ‘cause i love you,”

“and that makes you cry?” you cocked an eyebrow at him, a small playful smile on your face. you had no idea what line you were now teetering on. had no idea what your world could possibly turn into if megumi let himself be selfish. this question from you was a rude reminder that you had no idea who he really was. 

“... yes,” his voice was sad as he kept his eyes on you. you noticed the sudden change in his tone and frowned slightly, deciding it was best to redirect where this was going. inching your face closer to his, you let your gaze flick down to his lips. megumi took in a slight breath as you moved, his eyes widening slightly. this wouldn’t be your first time kissing megumi, having gave him pecks on his cheeks and lips multiple time. but this would be the first time it truly felt real.

your eyes fluttered closed when you got close enough to feel his shallow breath fan against your lips. and within only a few moments your lips were on his. the kiss was incredibly gentle and ended way to fast for your liking when megumi pulled away. opening your eyes you see megumi staring at you with a sheepish smile on his face.

“why’re you staring at me,” you asked jokingly, now smiling with him.

“you’re just so pretty,” 

“you’re so sappy,” your teasing was lighthearted, and megumi knew that. but every joke thrown at him just reminded him that you truly don’t know how devastating this was for him. you noticed the change in his demeanor and frowned, still not having any clue what was going on with him. but before you could ask any questions, megumi pressed his lips against yours. this kiss felt different than the one you gave him. the difference in your urgency was incredibly difficult for megumi to deal with. so instead he opted for kissing you until he couldn’t think of anything but the feeling of your lips on his. 

megumis hands trembled as he slotted a hand in your hair, pulling you closer to him. you eagerly returned the passion he was putting into the kiss, pressing your body against his as you kept your hand cupping his jaw.

a small whimper left your mouth when you felt him bite down on your lower lip softly. megumi’s whole body seemed to be shaking as his hands smoothed over your side. your hand traveled to card in his hair, chest pressed firmly against his. 

megumi stilled when he felt himself growing hard, a tinge of guilt in his chest. he shouldn’t do this. he knew he shouldn’t go any farther- hell he shouldn’t have even gone this far. he shouldn’t have shown up at your door. he shouldn’t have even gotten himself involved with you in the first place-

“megumi,” you spoke softly as you could physically see him come back to the present. “you’re distracted again,” you looked over his face as you gave him the most reassuring smile you could, his lips now wet and slightly parted. 

“ ‘m sorry,” he mumbled before wrapping his arm around your waist and burying his head in the crook of your neck. you slid your leg between his, not trying to do inheritably sexual, just trying to get comfortable. but the moment your thigh pressed against his boner he hissed in your ear.  

“megumi-,”

“ i’m sorry, i’m sorry y/n,” he kept mumbling apologies into your neck and you tried to comfort him by playing with his hair. 

“you don’t have to apologize,” you whispered into your dark room, but this only made megumi feel worse. you had no idea what he was apologizing for. but he decided to take it, taking in a deep breath before lifting his head to look at you.

“thank you, i love you,” he smiled when he heard you giggle softly, pecking his lips.

“i love you too,” you were beaming up at him now and megumi had a mental war with himself to just let him enjoy the moment. “can you kiss me again,” your voice was so sweet, and you were looking at him with those pretty eyes- how could he resist. with a quick nod, his lips were on yours once more. 

things were escalating faster than megumi could keep up with and before he knew it, you were on top of him, kissing him messily while you grind down on him with your pajama bottoms long gone. small whines and moans from megumi were muffled by your lips, his hands tight on your waist. you broke the kiss to catch your breath, sitting up on megumis lap as you grabbed the hem of your shirt.

“is this okay?” you asked breathlessly, stopping your arms just before pulling your shirt up enough to show your chest. megumi’s eyes were wide as he nodded his head, feeling like he was in a daze watching you take your shirt off. seeing you in nothing but your underwear had megumi’s dick growing painfully hard in his pants and he couldn’t help his hips bucking up into you. you let out a soft sound of surprise at the pressure on your covered clit. with a smile you leaned back down, ghosting your lips over his. you watched his adams apple bobbed when you rolled your hips, a soft whine leaving both of you. megumi sat up, leaning back on his elbows as he pressed his lips into yours, both of your tongues intertwining while you continued grinding your hips against him. “do you want to do anything more” your voice was barely a whisper as you spoke against his lips. 

megumi stilled against you for just a second. this was a bad idea. a very bad idea. but god he wanted you. he wanted all of you. he wanted to be yours and he wanted to you to be his in every sense of the word. so, against his better judgment, he nodded his head, biting his lip as he watched your face light up. his eyes were glued to yours as you moved further down his body. you somehow managing to keep eye contact as you grabbed the hem of his pants had a shiver running down his spine. 

you slowly pulled his underwear and pants down in one go, giggling softly as megumi hurriedly helped by kicking them off. you smoothed your hands over his now exposed thighs, leaving wet kisses on the flesh. 

with his lip stuck between his teeth, megumi tried his hardest to not make any noise while he watched you inch your mouth closer and closer to where he wanted you to touch. and when he finally did place a kiss on his tip he thought he might cum just then. with your eyes on him you grabbed the base of his dick, squeezing slightly while placing kitten licks all around his slit that was now leaking precum. 

“ ah y/n- oh shit,” you moaned around his dick as you lowered your mouth on him, pushing your panties to the side to push two fingers into your wet hole. when you kept moaning around his cock and jerking your hips, megumi finally realized what else you were doing and his whole body felt hot. you began to bob your head at the same pace you were fucking yourself with your fingers and the site was megumi on the brink of an orgasm. 

“you like that ‘gumi?” you asked after pulling you mouth off his dick with a soft ‘pop’, smiling at him as you continued to jerk him off. the nickname had megumi whining loudly despite him biting his lip hard enough to almost draw blood. 

“w-wanna feel you,” he spoke before thinking again, the rational part of him telling him he shouldn’t do this and he should actually stop this all now and apologize and then go home and never talk to you again. but god the way you smiled at him with those lust filled eyes had him thinking with his dick.

“yea baby?” you asked excitedly, pulling your fingers out of you before situating yourself back on his lap and pressing your now wet fingers against his lips. you didn’t have to say anything, megumi already opening his mouth, tongue lapping at your fingers before you pressed them against his tongue. when he looked at you through those pretty lashes you felt yourself clenching around nothing. 

megumi watched you with hungry eyes as you lifted your hips, grabbing his dick and pulling your panties to the side, lining it with your hole. you elicited a long moan from the both of you as you sank down on him. your breath growing ragged as you bottomed out. pressing your palms into his chest, you let your head hang while you got used to the feeling of him inside of you. 

“ ‘m gonna start moving,” you whispered, lifting your head to look at megumi as he nodded his head. you smashed your lips against his, effectively muffling both of your moans as you lifted your hips and pushed back down. 

your room was soon filled with the sounds of skin slapping against skin. both of you moaning and whimpering into each others mouths as you continued to fuck yourself on his dick.

“shit megumi-,” you whined as you pulled your lips away to catch your breath. he whined softly, a shaky hand sliding into your hair and gripping onto it. 

“y/n- y/n i love you,” he panted against your mouth, hips now jerking up into you as he his body chased his orgasm. 

“i love you too ‘gumi- love you so much- im- ah fuck- im close,” 

“me too,” he whispered, eyebrows pinching together as the knot in his stomach growing tighter with each snap of your hips. you snaked a hand between your bodies, fingers messily rubbing your clit as you got closer and closer to cuming. you mewled, resting your head on his shoulder as megumi let out a string of moans above you. 

with one whimpered warning from you, you came undone on his cock. your spasming cunt around him was what finished him off, quickly lifting you off of him as his cum spurted all over his shirt. your eyes were wide at his display of strength as you came down from your high, panting softly.

with a dramatic sigh you flopped onto the bed next to a spent megumi. you watched as he smiled up at the ceiling. 

“oh megumi you ruined my favorite shirt,” you pouted as you looked at the now cum stained shirt. you were totally just joking but the expression on megumi’s face as he turned his face to look at you was priceless. 

“y/n im so sorry-,”

“i was just kidding!” your laugh was undeniably contagious, making megumi laugh along with you until both of you couldn’t breath and your chests started to hurt. “you probably shouldn’t sleep in that though,” you said while wriggling your eyebrows. megumi rolled his eyes before sitting up to take off the shirt. seeing all of his torso was definitely something you were going to commit to memory. every scar, blemish, and mark now stored in their own little file folder in your mind. 

you watched silently as megumi went to grab his pants putting them on as he watched you slip back under the covers.

“you’re gonna sleep like that?” megumi spoke with a smile on his face, getting right under the covers next to you. 

“mm yea ‘m too comfy now,” you sighed, slinging your leg over his hips and resting your head on his chest. megumi hummed softly one arm wrapped around your waist while the other resting on your arm. 

“you havin fun,” megumi asked as you traced the edge of the gauze on his shoulder with your fingertips. laughing quietly, you nodded against his chest, placing a kiss right before the gauze. the room fell silent after that, nothing but the noise of your fan and breathing to be heard.

“megumi,” you whispered, not entirely sure if he was even awake. 

“yea?”

“i know you’re not ready to tell me now,” you started,  your face heating up slightly. “but i need you to know that i will patiently wait for you to tell me your stories,” this is what brought megumi back to reality. just now realizing what he’s done, what he’s currently doing. he was internally freaking out but didn’t want to alarm you. 

“thank you y/n,” was all he said, effectively ending the conversation as you let out a content sigh. he held you in his arms until you fell asleep, only then letting unconsiousness take ahold of him. 

he woke up with a jolt, heart racing while he laid in an unfamiliar bed. he was about to sit up when he felt a weight on his chest- oh. it was you. he was in your room. after sleeping with you, having told you he loved you multiple times, having gave you this false sense of security. god he was horrible.

he sat up slowly, looking down at your sleeping frame now clinging onto his legs. you looked so peaceful like this. so beautiful- angelic even. but then there was a buzz from his phone. pulling it out of his pocket, his frown deepened when he saw the notification saying he got assigned to another mission. this time to defeat a special grade.

in this moment he knew he couldn’t do this to you. couldn’t bring you into a world you never asked to be in. and so with a dejected sigh, he pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to keep himself from crying before he got up from the bed. 

he was quiet as he moved, making sure to not wake you up. mostly for his own sake, not wanting to see you in pain again. he was selfish that way, not wanting to be there to know he was the one who cause your suffering. 

he rounded to your side of the bed, leaning down and slipping a strand of hair out of your face to press a gentle kiss against your temple. he let his lips linger on your skin for longer than he probably should have. 

with one last look with teary eyes, he walked out, closing the door to your bedroom quietly.

when you woke up you instantly searched for the warmth of the boy you loved. the boy who had confessed his feelings for you multiple times. with your eyes still closed, you swiped your arm over the bed, frowning when you only felt your cold sheets. opening your eyes, you sat up looking towards the bathroom your frown only growing more prominent when you saw the door was open to the dark room. quickly shrugging on a shirt you walked out your room, hands shaking slightly as you called out his name. and to your utter dismay, you quickly realized the truth,

megumi was gone.

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