megumi was on his way to his best friend, holding a paper bag. he figured it would be better if he just asks toge to give the hoodie back to its owner. that way he wouldn't bump into itadori's fans. megumi entered the basketball court, his eyes roamed around in search for toge. "where in the shit-ass world is that shortie?" he groaned.
he was about to exit the court when yuuji suddenly popped in front of him, leaning forward and holding a ball on his waist.
"whoa, fushiguro! looking for inumaki?"
the black-haired boy froze at their distance. yuuji was so close. he immediately took a step backward, afraid that someone might misunderstand.
"ah, not anymore. since you're already here." megumi answered, he swore he saw yuuji's eyes sparkle for a split second. yuuji tilted his head in confusion, still leaning forward. megumi just shrugged and handed the athlete the paper bag he was holding the whole time. "your hoodie? thank you for the kind gesture, i appreciate it. i washed it already by the way. it's clean don't worry."
"you didn't really have to, but thank you!"
megumi found their interaction awkward, he can't think of anything to reply so he just waved yuuji goodbye. as he was about to go...
"fushiguro! if you're feeling cold, just know that you can always borrow my hoodie."
"why?"
"because it's you."
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lover boy ; itafushi
Fanfiction"so megumi, what's your type?" "i don't know. just someone i know is only mine? like i don't have any competitor and shits. i just want him to myself."
