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SLAM. Yuji flinches at the loud sound, his enhanced hearing is cool and all, but man does it suck having to hear every little sound in a crowded highschool hallway. The sound of sneakers squeaking against school tiles gives Itadori a headache. Kugisaki loudly yaps in the boys ear, while he’s trying to listen as best he can, knowing he will get smacked if nobara notices he’s not paying attention to her. But god.. how could he..? Megumi Fushiguro walks down the hallway, one earbud hanging near his pocket, wire looping to his phone, the other earbud in his ear. He was wearing blue, halfway zipped jacket that contrasts with his pale skin tone perfectly, with a white shirt underneath, pared with a set of faded, dark blue jeans that hugged his hips beautifully. They fell over his shoes, black DCs that absolutely fitted megumis style. The boys black, messy hair falls beautify over his piercing green eyes, accompanied with his long dark lashes that any girl would sell her soul for. Only one word comes to itadori mind. Pretty. The way his faded acne scars faintly show on his fair skin, how his lips part in the slightest when itadori talks to him. Yuji is completely entranced, obviously staring at the pretty boy just going to his locker.
(THWACK). Itadori yelps and jumps, not even realizing his mouth was hanging open, as he reaches up to rub his head where kugisaki managed to hit him, even though she’s about 3 apples tall.
“You hopeless romantic. Just ask him out already!” Kugisaki scolded, and yuji just looks down at his shoes, his short, fluffy pink hair falling over his forehead.
“I dunno, I’m kinda totally a hundred percent busy, and where would I even take him? Like- New York is meant for already existing couples, not two akward teenagers. A walk in Central Park is basically the equivalent of saying “will you marry me?”. itadori rambles, and kugisaki just scoffs at her friends stupidness.
“it’s literally not..?” “Okay! Well you cannot be judging me while you’ve been ‘talking’ with maki for the whole school year.” Yuji fired back, crossing his arms, a pout playing on his face. Nobara just scoffs at his patheticness, if that’s even a word.
“Whatever, atleast I actually talk to her, you’ve only spoken to fushiguro over here like 5 times, and one of those times was to apologize when you spilt the-“ yuji just groans, and slams his locker, the sound of the bell rings down the long hallway.
It was afternoon, school just getting out. Wind gushes and whips around Spiderman as he swings through the pinkish- orange sky of New York City. -SWOOSHH- the sound darts to his ears, his whole body swinging as a web makes contact with the side of a building. Itadori lands effortlessly on the Brooklyn bridge, plopping his bag down next to him, legs dangling above the traffic ongoing beneath him, yuji just takes in the moment.
This city meant a lot to him, it was his whole world. Itadori is Japanese, and sure he missed his country, but he wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else. Itadori fishes for something in his bag. A pair of headphones, and a croissant that the bakery owner gifted him earlier. Yujis fingers roll up his mask so he can chew, his other hand reaching for his phone so he can play some music.
Good looking, from suki waterhouse. Sure, nobara made fun of his girly music taste, but she was probably just jealous he’s more bonita than she is. The familiar beat plays in yujis headphones, as he savors the moment. Itadori lays back, his head also dangling, but he dosent mind. Speaking about his mind, currently, the only thing on his mind is the beautiful boy in his school.
“The skyline falls as I try to make sense of it all”
he closes his eyes, and just breathes. He breathes in the air of New York, thought it’s probably heavily polluted, its calming. Spiderman dosent have many peaceful moments like this, where he can just sit and think.
Megumi walks home, the song “breed” by nirvana- his favorite song- turned on full volume in his earbuds as he walks the streets to his house. The city bustles around him, the smell of food that the vendors are selling fills the air, megumi looks straight ahead, one hand shoved in his jackets pocket, the street lights flickers on. Great, now it’s getting dark. Just what he needed when he’s passing by the sketchiest part of the way home. -CRASH- megumi jumps , and steps back, the sudden sound startling him.
“oaawchhhh”
someone whined, and the sound of clattering follows after.
“Why won’t you work you stupid piece of..”
a web shoots directly next to megumi, nearly hitting him, megumi whips his head back and sees the web that just flew past him against the wall behind him
“what the..” megumi whispered, before hearing more clattering, and turns his head back to where the sound was coming from.
Another web shoots. Not as close to megumi as the last one was, but megumi can hear as it whips in the air
“it fucking works” megumi shouted, not too loud to attract attention, but loud enough for the person to hear.
Sounds stop, and something emerges, causing fushiguro to take a step back
“oh, sorry! I didn’t see ya ther-“ yuji stops walking after he sees megumis face.
Those pretty eyes.. his hair, no doubt it’s him.
“Spider-Man..?” megumi whispered, and yuji wishes that megumi had said his name, but how could he know that it’s yuji behind the mask?
“Hi yes yup it’s me!” Fuck. He already screwed this up, god yuji..
megumi raises an eyebrow, recognizing the voice, but not knowing where from. Eh, probably just from the news. Fushiguros eyes scans the boy. From what megumi can makeout, he’s maybe 5’9, 5’10, he’s fit. Spider-Man’s skintight suit perfectly consumes his abs- what is he thinking..? Every girl likes Spider-Man, he’s just as bad as the others. His eyes land on a gash on his side , it looks like a bullet hole.
“Your hurt.” Megumi says matter of factly, and yuji just glances down at where fushiguro is pointing.
“Oh, this? It dosent hurt too bad!” Spider-Man grinned, letting out a soft laugh, but winces.
The gash hurts when he laughs. Fushiguros gaze softens at Spider-Man’s groan.
“I have a few things at my house that could help. It’s not too far from here” megumi says, and yuji could feel his face heat up from under the mask, thank god the suit was already red and blue..
“are you sure?”
“I think I’ll be fine” Spider-Man replies, but despite his words, he desperately wants to go to megumis house, for megumi to treat him.
“it’s fine. my sister is a veterinarian, she could probably do.. something” megumi persuaded, gesturing to the gash