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Blank.
That was the last thing all of them could remember.
They got home safe, but they couldn't remember how or when they got home. Apart from hazy blotches in their memory, all of it from that point on was blank. As if they fell asleep and then woke up.
Nobara and Maki are on the sun chairs outside. Snuggled up closely with each other, using a towel as a shitty makeshift blanket to protect them from the cold air.
Yuuji over-casting the toilet bowl and hugging it closely as if it were her own lifeline.
Megumi held Yuuji's pink hair back from her face so it didn't get mixed in with the puke.
They were lucky that Gojo and Geto had left earlier that day and didn't check up on them, which probably would've been concerning, but they weren't complaining. But regardless, that didn't help the situation they were in right now. Three times. That's how many times the pink-haired girl had thrown up the moment she woke up on the grass in the backyard.
“How are you doing? Think you can take some water?" Megumi asked. Looking concerned for the poor girl throwing up her guts and more.
“Yeah, I feel a lot better than before. Do you have any Panadol or something?” She asked. Tilting her head away from the bowl for a few seconds before immediately regurgitating stomach acid that stung her dry throat.
“Pretty sure we do. I'll quickly go upstairs to get it. Just stay here, alright?" Megumi left the bathroom door open as she left the room. Walking up the wooden stairs to the upstairs floor. She looked around the kitchen counter and searched through the shelves in the cupboards. Finally, she found what she had been looking for. The 16-year-old brought out a small tray to carry 4 glasses of water and threw the tablets next to them.
What they did last night was definitely way too irresponsible, and when Gojo and Geto found out, she knew she would be grounded for at least the next month. Maybe less if they were feeling generous, but regardless, she couldn't let them find out that 4 young teenage girls went out in the middle of the night, got drunk on 2 bottles of vodka and stumbled home with no memory.
They would be so fucked if their parents found out.
Slowly going down the stairs so as not to trip on her on 2 feet, Megumi met Yuuji still down in the bathroom. Kneeling over and popping 2 tablets and handing them over to Yuuji with a glass of water.
“Take these, alright? I'm gonna give some water to Nobara and Maki.” She said, getting up from her knees and exiting the back door to reach the two other girl kissers sleeping on each other.
“Wake up, I got some water for you two.”
“Mhm, lemmie sleep, it's so soft,” Nobara mumbled wearily while cushioning her face in Makis' chest.
“C’mon, we need some water. Get hydrated and shit.” Maki urged. Gently shaking the girl lying on her. “Thanks, I'll take these. Go back and check up on Yuuji, most of us didn't throw up that much.”
“I was gonna go back, I have some Panadol you two can take if you're feeling as shit as I am right now.”
“So thoughtful of you, we’ll get up in a bit to head inside and get changed.”
“Sounds good.”
The ground under Megumi's foot was surprisingly still wet. She could feel the thin, small spikes of each individual grass poke at her feet with each step. The smell of morning dew and freshly cut grass was flowing in the air. Megumi opened the door to find Yuuji still sitting next to the toilet, only this time her face wasn't in the bowl, and she wasn't hurling out her guts.
“I'm back.” Said Megumi, closing the door behind her as she sat next to the girl and brought her own glass up to her lips.
“Heyy. Thanks for doing all of this, by the way.”
“Hey, it's no problem, I just want to make sure you guys are alright.” Neither of them continued, still a little awkward from their drunken confessions last night. What if Megumi didn't actually mean what she said? What if she just didn't want Yuuji to ruin the mood? And Yuuji? She must've been seen as desperate, the way she just cried and let herself go like that. She wouldn't blame Megumi if she didn't wanna drink with her again after this. It was like she was 5 all over again and back crying in her arms while she wailed about having a scrape on her knee from falling down.
“So, last night, huh?" Yuuji said, looking off to the side to avoid Megumi's soft gaze.
“Yeah… it was kinda crazy, right? I um, I apologise for abruptly confessing like that all of a sudden, I'm really sorry for unloading all that on you and if I made you uncomfortable. I promise I'll try to get over this as soon as I can.'' Megumi's usually pale cheeks blushed a beet-red at the mention of her embarrassing, improved confession. The girl tucked her knees behind her arms, holding them in her chest as she kept her head between her knees.
“What if- what if I don't want you to?” Yuuji asked. Tilting her head slightly.
“Yuuji, do you want me to just stay in love with you? Not move onto someone else? Do you know what that means?” She breathed, lifting her head out of her knees. The light gently shone on her eyelashes, making them seem softer and longer than they usually were.
“What if I wanted to be more than friends? What if I wanted to give you everything and more? What if I were irrevocably in love with you as well?”
“Then would you want to be girlfriends? Maybe go on a date next week?” Megumi dared to say that if their parents didn't find out about this night. Otherwise, they could say goodbye to their social life rights.
“Hell yeah! I mean–– sure if you want.” Yuuji calmed herself down. Her heart was beating harder than it ever had before. Running 4 miles? Easy. Jumping over 5 metres high? Piece of cake! Confessing her love to her long-time crush? That's where she draws the line. Megumi looked so pretty at that moment. Yuuji wanted to take a picture of her so badly, but no camera could ever capture the beauty that was the 15-year-old.
“I'm glad.'' Megumi chuckled. “I didn't fuck this up for once.'' Yuuji looked at her with a smile, creases in her cheeks forming from how hard her muscles had tensed.
“You could never fuck up, after all, we’re perfect, aren't we?” She leaned away from the toilet, getting close enough to Megumi to kiss her lightly on the lips.
“Mhm.” Megumi groaned. “I can't believe I spouted all of that last night, I mean, I'm not wrong, but like.” Megumi brought her soft hands up to mix with Yuuji's loose pink hair. Her tongue sticks out just the tiniest bit to remember the taste of Yuuji's lips on hers. Maybe they should kiss when Yuuji brushes her teeth because she could recall the faint taste of puke.
“I love you,” Yuuji said aloud. Her face was blushing brightly. Megumi simply looked back at her, brought her lips down onto Yuuji's slightly sweaty forehead and kissed it.
“I love you too.”