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Yuuji woke up at the loud banging sound coming from his front door. He rubbed his eyes and reached for his alarm clock to check the time. Who the fuck knocks on someone's door at 3 a.m.? He walked up to the door in his slippers.
He's still dozing off. The loud hammering sound didn't stop, which irritated him. He swore to all the deities that he would kick this person's ass. As he's about to unlock the door, he heard a familiar voice curse.
“What the fuck is wrong with this door?” he heard a few kicks as well.
He swung his door wide, and oh, he knew that voice was familiar, Megumi was right in front of him. What brings him here? Is this a dream? What should I do? Should I ask him what he’s doing here or greet him?
For a brief moment, Yuuji’s head was full of questions. He's still shocked and bewildered by what's going on. Megumi stumbled over to him before he could speak or do anything. If Yuuji hadn't caught him in his arms, he would have crashed face first into the floor.
“H-hey w- Jeez. You reek alcohol” Yuuji stated while trying to help Megumi stand properly.
Megumi pushed him a little after he regained his footing. Yuuji released him from his grip, and Megumi walked into his place as if he owned it. Yuuji sighed and shut the door.
He's still puzzled, but he's trying to snap out of it because Megumi Fushiguro is inside his house, drunk. Megumi entered the living room and sat on the carpet. He sat in a heel position, which reminded Yuuji of a kid being punished by his parents. Yuuji sat in front of him on the couch.
“Are you okay? Do you need anything?” Yuuji asked. What should he do now? He's never pampered a drunk before, plus he doesn't drink.
Megumi looked at him with a pout. His cheeks are slightly flushed, most likely from the alcohol, but he's so adorable. This Megumi is dangerous to Yuuji's heart. Lips puckered, twinkling eyes and blushing cheeks; Yuuji might be found dead someplace in the rubbish if this goes on.
Yuuji had to stop himself from pinching Megumi's cheeks and kissing him. To avoid looking at the captivating figure in front of him, he diverted his sight to the carpet. He needs to keep his cool or he'll end up kissing this guy. Sure, he's drunk, and this may be his chance as well, but no. Yuuji does not mess around with inebriated people.
“I-I’ll go get you some coffee to help you sober up” Yuuji says as he gets up. Megumi stops him by tightly hugging his right leg.
“No, don’t go” Megumi’s voice is soft and almost inaudible, Yuuji would think it’s his head playing with him if Megumi’s pleading eyes weren't looking at him intently.
"Coffee will help, I'll be back soon," Yuuji tries to break free from Megumi's grip, but it only tightens Megumi's grip.
"I don't need coffee," he replies, pouting. Don’t do that. How could Yuuji say otherwise when you’re doing that? He will undoubtedly bark if Megumi tells him to.
"I'm already sober, so stay," he said as he tugged on the end of Yuuji's yellow bear shirt, his eyes never leaving Yuuji.
Yuuji sighed and sat down, Megumi sat closely in front of him. They’re too close that Megumi could rest his head on Yuuji's knees if he wanted to.
“Are you sure you don’t need coffee?” Yuuji asked. Megumi was humming and moving his head left and right along with the rhythm.
Yuuji got ignored, so he tries again.
"How many fingers do I have?" Yuuji asked, waving his hand. Megumi threw him a sidelong glance before continuing to croon a nursery rhyme. It was row row row your boat, and Megumi made a sea wave gesture using his hand.
“What’s 7 times 3?” Yuuji asked, Megumi came to a halt and glanced at him. Megumi’s eyes say what’s wrong with you?
“21. I’m drunk but not stupid Yuuji.” Megumi says. He called him Yuuji! He never knew his name sounded this lovely... Wait, he’s probably drunker that Yuuji thinks isn’t he?
But drunk people never admit they’re drunk though, so maybe he’s sober now?
"You know what, I think you really need to sober up," Yuuji tells him to which Megumi shook his head and scrunched his brows.
"I'm completely sober! See!" Megumi remarked, flashing him a smile he'd never seen before, yet it was so cute Yuuji wanted to take a picture of it to look at whenever he missed Megumi.
Yuuji was certain Megumi was extremely wasted, and he won't survive if this conversation with Megumi prolonged. He needs to put him to sleep or hide him somewhere so his heart would stop banging his ribs. But just the thought of having Megumi in his house is driving his brain to short-circuit.
He’s afraid he’ll do something against his morals. Yuuji doesn’t want that. Whatever is going through his thoughts is because he is sleepy. Yes, that’s certainly the reason.
Megumi stood up and straddled his lap.
“Marry meeee” Megumi says in a high pitched voice. Yuuji felt his ears burn, and this position isn't really helping him.
“Marry me, hmm?” Megumi looked at him with those eyes that make his knees go weak.
“Itadori marry Gumi okay?” He's pouting now, and Yuuji can feel his insides twist. Gumi??? Please, Yuuji can't take this anymore, his fragile heart can't handle Megumi's cuteness!
Yuuji cleared his throat and focused his eyes on the carpet. This was his last straw. He's trying to forget Megumi's sitting on his lap, arms around his neck, breath tickling his ears, and Megumi feels warm. I bet it's warmer inside him, he thought. Stop thinking about it, Yuuji!
“Get off” Yuuji says, trying to sound mad, but the little rise in his pitch makes it sound strange. His voice betrayed him and now Megumi is looking at him intently.
"It doesn't sound like you mean it, though," Megumi points out. Really, don't go anywhere and stay on his lap is what Yuuji's trying to convey.
“I mean it. Get off me now.” Yuuji forced himself to make a straight face.
His ears are probably bright red right now, something feels ticklish inside him, and he can't take this anymore! He wants him to stay in this position, but his head tells him not to. Of course, they can't do it. This is only Megumi's drunken rambling.
Megumi cupped Yuuji’s cheeks.
“What? Yuuji does not want to marry Gumi? I’m sad” Megumi muttered, making a sad face that's super cute which made Yuuji want to bite his cheeks. He looks like a kid told by his mother that he cannot have the toy he wants, but he still wants it, so he's trying to charm his mom.
“Gumi wants to marry Yuuji. Please, please, please. I’ll be good,” he said, resting his head on Yuuji's shoulder and drawing circles on his back with one hand and the other rested on his chest. The sudden action is doing strange things to him.
“Fine. Yuuji will marry Gumi, now go to bed.” Megumi looked shocked and acted scandalized. Wha- What the hell?
“Are we going to do it now?” His eyes widened, and he covered his upper body with his arms. Seriously?! Yuuji is doing his best to make this a family-friendly conversation; quit testing him or he'll be on top of you in no time.
“What? No! I mean you have to sleep. It’s late now.” Yuuji tries to explain, but Megumi makes the same scandalized expression. Where on earth did he get that idea?
Yuuji raised his arms up as if he surrendered.
“I’m not going to do anything to you. To be honest you’re more of a threat that I am. Can’t you see?" Megumi laughed and threw his arms around Yuuji. Yuuji lowered his arms and gently patted Megumi on the back.
Yuuji moves his hand up and down Megumi's back, giving it little pats here and there like a mother putting her son to bed. Megumi closed his eyes, his head on Yuuji's shoulder, and hugged him like a panda
“You know, I really love you. Let’s get married someday, okay?” Yuuji hummed and nodded in acknowledgement. Megumi smiled before drifting into dreamland.
Yuuji loves you too. He truly does. Yuuji would have been overjoyed if Megumi hadn't been drunk and talking. He kissed Megumi on the forehead before bringing him to his bed in bridal style.
He laid him down on his bed and pulled his blanket over Megumi. He gave him a final glance before walking away. Yuuji returned to the living room, turned off the lights, and sat down on his couch. Half of his leg was protruding from the couch, he had no idea it was this small, and it made him laugh.
The couch wasn't always this little, perhaps he grew taller? Actually, he never slept in the living room; he never had overnight guests, therefore he never considered sleeping here.
Suddenly, his mind was filled with images of Megumi acting cute. He smiled at the thought of Megumi pouting and calling himself Gumi. He's so adorable, dammit. Yuuji giggled and began punching the air.
Yuuji woke up and his heart jumped when he saw Megumi watching him with his chin rested on his palm. Megumi smiled at him.
“Good morning, slept well?” Megumi looked like a flower after a summer rain. Yuuji felt embarrassed because he hadn't showered yet and had undoubtedly drooled while sleeping.
How could someone look so fresh in the morning? Didn’t this guy drink last night? His face should be puffy and his eyes must look tired, but how the fuck does he look so gorgeous? Megumi really won the grand prize of the gene lottery.
Megumi tilted his head as if he’s trying to read Yuuji and god everything this man do is cute. His heart is once again assaulting his poor ribcage.
“W-were you watching me sleep?” Yuuji wanted to say something that would make the scenario less awkward and guess what, he failed. He was surprised when Megumi nodded.
Is he still drunk? Maybe he went out while I was sleeping and had some alcohol like a morning drink or something. Yeah, that probably explains.
"I didn't want to watch you sleep. I was actually trying to get some water, but you looked so beautiful sleeping that I couldn't help but admire the view, so I sat here the whole time watching you." Wow, his words sound foreign to him.
Is this really the Megumi Fushiguro he knows?
“and I haven’t drunk my water” he added.
“I don’t mind though because looking at you fills my heart. I would love to spend my whole life with you” Megumi said with a wink. Smooth bastard. How could he utter such things as if he's reciting a morning prayer?
Yuuji sat and averted his head to hide his morning face. Megumi moved closer to him. He’s still on the carpet, but he’s looking up to Yuuji.
“Let’s get married Yuuji” he says. He reached for Yuuji's hand, his eyes never leaving him.
“Idiot! How could you propose to me when we weren't even dating?”
"Date me then," Megumi says with a smile to Yuuji.
"I-" Yuuji began to form a statement, but Megumi interrupted him.
“I like you a lot Itadori, is that reason not enough for us to date?” Megumi asked. “We have to like each other though before we start dating” Yuuji says. Megumi's brow furrowed.
“Am I getting rejected?” Yuuji laughed at his reply. He wants to tease him even more because he's so cute.
“Why aren’t you saying anything? I’m serious here” Megumi huffs. Yuuji placed his hand on top of Megumi's head and ruffled his hair softly.
“I like you too Fushiguro.” He confessed.
“We’re officially dating now so kiss me, asshole” Megumi demanded, closing his eyes and slightly parting his lips.
Yuuji leaned closer, but before their lips could meet, he realized he hadn't brushed his teeth and Megumi smelled like peppermint. How does he smell so nice first thing in the morning? Megumi must’ve noticed Yuuji stopped halfway so he moved back a little.
“What?” Megumi asked. Yuuji stood up and fixed his couch.
“You know what, I’ll go make breakfast” Yuuji ran to the kitchen and left Megumi dumbfounded.
He started preparing eggs and bacon. He was in the middle of putting the waffle in the toaster when he heard the chair move. He also heard Megumi's quiet humming till he came to a halt.
“I can’t believe you chose breakfast over me” Megumi says. Yuuji looked over him, is he mad? "I mean, I get it, breakfast is important, but you could have given me a peck or something before going." aw, he's sulking so cutely. You can't kiss him just yet, Yuuji! You should, at least shower.
Hygiene > Megumi. No, Megumi is more important, but you can't kiss people if you haven't brushed your teeth! It would be disgusting.
Megumi and Yuuji shared breakfast; Megumi is still grumpy, but they agreed to do the dishes together. They cleaned the table as well as the entire kitchen. Now, they're brushing their teeth in front of Yuuji's bathroom vanity. Their arms were barely touching and they were both nudging each other playfully.
They put their toothbrush next to each other’s in Yuuji’s cute toothbrush holder. It was cute because Megumi’s was blue and his pink, it resembled the ones seen in dramas when two people live together. Yuuji is lucky that he buys toothbrushes in bulk, or he'd have to drag Megumi to the convenience store.
One moment, they were looking at each other. The next Megumi was pinned to the wall and Yuuji’s kissing him. Megumi hugged Yuuji's neck with his arms. Yuuji smiled as he lightly bit his lower lip and rested his forehead against Megumi's.
“What took you so long?” Megumi whispered, their eyes locked on each other.
“I was waiting for the right time” Yuuji says, making Megumi chuckle.
“Yeah, and the right time never came in three years you’ve been looking at me with those eyes” Yuuji was taken aback. “Y-you knew?” was the only thing that left Yuuji’s mouth.
"I wouldn't try to flirt with you if I didn't like you, and moreover, I always tried to look good for you in the subtlest way possible, and you never noticed. How could you be so oblivious?" Yuuji laughed and mentally slapped himself, he was aware, but he had no idea it was for him.
He noticed how Megumi would lightly brush his hair, adjust his uniform, and wear colored shirts, often with beautiful animal prints or tattered jeans. He observed the little differences, even when he wore a hoodie that was the same shade as Yuuji's hair. Even the good nights and I miss you’s he would say to him, but he mistook it for a friendly act. But, come to think of it, Megumi doesn't do it to others; they're all for him.
“Oh. I didn’t know hehe” Yuuji would never admit he got jealous of himself, he’ll take that secret to death. Megumi sighed and rolled his eyes.
“Yeah, sure. Can we keep kissing? It felt nice” Megumi says, his cheeks flushing pink. Yuuji responded with a smile and a nod. Yuuji kissed him, and Megumi kissed him back with the same ferocity.
Yuuji offered him the most passionate kiss, he could muster. They kissed for an indeterminate amount of time. With tongue, playful kisses, peck and kisses they couldn’t even name. They simply kissed till they were tired of standing and decided to move to Yuuji's bed.
Yuuji loves Megumi, and this is their first day as a couple. He's just thankful for whoever or whatever made Megumi drink. He woke up around three in the morning and slept on the couch, but it was worth it because he finally got Megumi, and that's all that matters.