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Insomnia is a bitch.
And Megumi can't count with fingers how many slept he has losses due to his chronic insomnia. Just like right now, he was yawning for the nth time— his under eyes wet from tears.
This is not good. And Megumi's well aware of it, considering that he is a sorceress as it's irresponsible and hinder him from doing his job. He tried using sleeping pills but as time goes on the effects start to waver. Ieiri-san said it would not be good to relay on sleeping pills nor trying to up the dose.
Then he moved to something more natural. Herbal tea and sleeping gummies, but the results weren't much of different. Because when the morning come, he'd be sleep deprived and utterly shitty.
He almost gave up and said fuck it then took the sleeping pills. That is until one night Yuuji came to his room, his face pinch with worried. Yuuji's express how he noticed the deep, dark circles under his eyes— a loud contrast to his pale skin, and his unhealthy relationship with coffee these day.
Fair points. Usually he'd avoid drinking too much coffee to keep his caffeine level, but he's been pretty busy with his mission. And so, left with not much choice he's been drinking a lot of black coffee. He bet his breath still stink with coffee from this afternoon.
Left with no way to lie, he confessed his on going insomnia. It was not the best decision since he used to deal with his own problem— with the exception when Gojo decided to butt in, and he also know that due to Yuuji good nature as a person he would definitely try to help him.
"You don't need to worried, I'm alright. Ieiri-san said I could take some sleeping pills to help me out." half-lie since Ieiri herself said no try not get too hooked on the sleeping pills.
Then again the pink hair teen was quite the stubborn head, and Megumi's would feel guilty if he just shoo him away. He scratched the back of his head awkwardly and moved his body to the side, "But if you want we can hang out for a bit, it's not like I'm going to sleep any time soon."
"Are you sure? I don't want to disturb you,"
Megumi's just shrug and head back to his bed. "Told you it's fine."
They end up on his bed with Megumi back on the wall. The two teen chat with mostly Yuuji filling the gap while Megumi's making either short comment or an appropriate noise to answer.
And then, "—guro Fushiguro," a soft touch on his cheeks wake him up? Wait did he fall asleep? He lifted his head from Yuuji's shoulder and when he looked up his face were inch away from Yuuji's.
He quickly sat up and adjusting his seat to the side so he can keep his distance from Yuuji's. His cheeks burnt and he cough awkwardly, "Sorry," he mumbles.
"It's fine," despite that his words, Megumi can feel the other teen eyes burning a hole on the back of his head. "Are you sleepy now Fushiguro?"
Now that Yuuji's mentioned it, he did feels sleepy which quite the surprise. He look to the of his table where his clock sat, it's barely 30 minutes since Yuuji's came to his room and he already somewhat asleep?
"I should leave" The pink hair get up from his bed, the mattress rises back from the lack of Yuuji's weight, while the blanket and sheets left with wrinkle. "Don't want to disturb your sleep," he chuckle dryly and turn his back to walk away, but before he can do that, Megumi's quickly catch his wrist and pulled him back into the bed. It was so sudden that it catch Yuuji's by surprise that his back knock Megumi's shoulder.
"Sorry" the black hair teen quickly apologize. He, himself was doing it unconsciously.
Yuuji's just looked at him with confusion, his head tilt to the side as he turn around to looked at Megumi.
Of course Megumi doesn't have an answer, he doesn't know why he did it in the first place, what he know is that he really want and need to sleep. Oh and that Yuuji's voice is somehow sooting? Quite a laughed considering he's pretty loud in the day, but it seem like a nice, comfortable, soothing noise to Megumi sleep deprived mind.
"Can you stay? I think your voice calm me enough to get me to sleep."
Those honey like eyes widen and Yuuji's lips part yet no sound was made. The silence stretch out and warp around them like a thick blanket, it made Megumi thinks that his request was really strange and that he made Yuuji's in a spot where he can't say no.
But before he can say anything, the pink hair teen already found his voice. "Sure, I'm happy I can help you." He said that while scratching his cheek sheepishly.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to feel obligate to help me."
Yuuji's shake his head, a small smile on his face. "Don't worry Fushiguro, I really do want to help you. We're friends right," with that Yuuji's shift to sit straight and then pat the meat of his thigh, "Now come here."
At that Megumi's can feel his face getting warmer, he's sure his whole face is burning red by now. Still he obligate and lay his head on Yuuji's thigh. Soft, cold, and comfortable. He never think a person thigh could be this good to lay on.
He clears his throat, "Why am I laying on your thigh again?"
Yuuji's hummed thoughtfully, his fingers comb through the thick black hair. "Grandpa used to do this whenever I have a hard time to fall asleep." He said simply still combing through his hair and humming a song Megumi doesn't recognize.
He was about to protests but Yuuji's already talking. It's about the manga he just bought, and Megumi's couldn't bring himself to said anything furthermore. So he shut his mouth and close his eyes, focusing on trying to sleep.
And that's how Megumi and Yuuji start sleeping together. They take turns on whose room they'd sleep in. For tonight it's Yuuji's room.
The teen sigh, his cheeks burn a color red. He doesn't know why he still feels awkward about the whole things. It did help him get the sleep he require to function like a normal person, but their routine also got notice by everyone.
Maki and Nobara would snicker behind their back, whispering something to each other and then giggle. And then there's that manchild name Gojo who's the worst, he straight up tease the living shit out of him, "That's very coupley of you Megumi-chan" or "Teenager these day sure are bold". And sometimes in an odd times, Nobara would also join in on Gojo weird teasing. They'd make wet kissing noise and just being a pain in the ass.
Yuuji's on the other hand is either doesn't mind with the whole teasing or straight up oblivious to it. He bet it's the latter, that boy had a thick skull.
Still he think it's fine. Annoying yes, but it's fine since it's with Yuuji.
He quickly shake his head trying to eres that thought. The insomnia must be messing with his head. He give himself a moment to at least at the outside looks decently calm, then he get out of his room.
He knock softly on Yuuji's door. At first he doesn't hear anything and thought that Yuuji didn't hear him, so he when he was about to knock once again, he heard Yuuji's footsteps scrambling towards the door. The doorknob twist and the door pulled open. Yuuji's standing with his hair half dry, wearing a yellow sweater and a shorts above his knees.
"Fushiguro," he greet in a sing-a-song voice and a sweet smile. From up close Megumi can smell his citrus scented body wash and his lavender fabric softener. He breath in and feel his body relaxing.
"You should dry your hair properly before going to bed." He point it out to which Yuuji's just laugh sheepishly. The pink hair boy wave his hand in dismiss, and instead take a hold of Megumi's wrist and drag him inside.
They were talking— well Yuuji is since Megumi's had his eyes close. He was talking about his manga, again. Shocking.
"I say it's overrated, not much of a plot, just fighting, well he barely fighting since he let his shadow do the dirty works. The power were imbalance, but I guess that's people cup of tea," as he was talking, his fingers play around with Megumi's lock— twirling it between his fingers, that'll make his hair look more messier in the morning. But Megumi's not gonna complain since it feels nice.
"The MC is hot though, so I guess that's a sold point too."
Honestly Megumi's doesn't heard most of the pink hair teen rambling about. He'd heard the a couple of sentences, and then slowly his eyes felt to heavy, his body melt like an ice on a warm temperatures, and his mind drift into the sweet lull of sleep.
That is until Yuuji's abruptly stop talking mid sentences and he heard a muffled laugh. He open his heavy eyes lid and saw Yuuji's covering his mouth with his other hand with his whole body shaking. Megumi's tried to suppress a yawn as his brain working on why the pink hair boy start laughing.
Megumi sleepy-confused face must give it away as Yuuji's quickly recover and clear his throat. "Sorry," he apologize quickly.
"What was that all about?"
A faint blush crept over Yuuji's cheeks, and his eyes drift to somewhere else. "Oh I was just thinking that you looked like a spoiled kid," his voice got quieter on the last words but that still get catch by Megumi's ears. His brow knit together and he scoffed.
"And what makes you think that?"
The pink hair hummed and put a finger his chin, "Well," he let the word hanging and turn his gaze back to Megumi— his eyes glint with mischievously. "For starter, you need me to talk you to sleep and petting your hair," Yuuji's flash him a teasing grin. "That's quite spoiled don't you think so?"
Megumi want to argue back, but the words die on his throat. So instead he scowled and mumbles something that Yuuji's couldn't catch on.
"Aw, come on I'm sorry."
The half-hearted apology only make Megumi's frown deeper, and shift his face away from Yuuji's gaze. His actions follow by a chuckle from Yuuji.
A dull noise from outside stir Megumi awake. He open his eyes to see a white ceiling above him, and when he turn his face Yuuji is sleeping next to him. Slowly he sat up and glance to the clock— it point 7:08 am.
It's weekend so no class or mission— unless emergency that is. He stretch his arms up and let out a yawn. It's probably either Nobara or their annoying sensei, to which possibility would likely to be Gojo.
He frown, not liking the idea to deal with Gojo's stupid antic this early in the morning. He need at least a coffee to be able to tolerate whatever stupid antic he's about to pull.
He start weighing whether it'd be better to go back to sleep and pretend that Gojo's not outside the room, or get up and face whatever that grown man is about to say. He almost lean on the latter when the knock got slightly louder and Yuuji's stirring.
The teen let out a sigh and get up from the bed.
When Megumi open the door he see Gojo's standing and holding two bags. He's wearing casual clothes and doesn't wear his blindfold, instead trade it for his pitch black sunglasses.
"What?" He asked flatly to which the white hair man just smile at him.
"Morning to you too Megumi-chan, know I can find you here," his tone light and cheerful, but Megumi just stare at him blankly. He really need his coffee. "Looks like you're having a total domestic bliss with our lovely Itadori-kun." Under other circumstances Megumi would be embarrassed and beat the shit out of Gojo, but with his brain still foggy from sleep he couldn't find it in himself to care.
"Seriously, what is it that you want?"
Gojo's pout childishly and wipe his non-exist tears away, "So cold Megumi." Then he shoved the two bags to Megumi chest, "Here I am being such a good teacher to you, giving you souvenir from my last mission, yet you're being so cold."
Megumi deadpan at that. "Thanks" was all he said before slamming the door in Gojo's face. He could heard Gojo's whining and muttering but couldn't be bother by it. He walked to the nightstand and put the bags down.
He climb back onto the bed, carefully as to not waking Yuuji up. And then as carefully as he climbed onto the bed, he pull the pink hair teen closer until his face is buried on his neck. He close his eyes and breath in deeply Yuuji's scent. Right now he just want to sleep with Yuuji