"𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲."
~In which a "normal" girl with a similar curse technique as Inumaki is met with a pretty raven haired boy all because of her silly best friend.
~I do NOT own any of the JJK characters
~18+
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"I really want to be mad at you right now but instead I feel like giving you the biggest kiss ever."
—: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:—
~Another month came and went.
Today is the first day of the Kyoto Sister School exchange event.
Fushiguro was up earlier than usual to prepare for the day. When it was time for them to meet the second years, he walked out his room. When passing by Y/N's room, her door was open so he could see that she was just sitting on her bed in a corner, hugging her legs. She seemed like she had just finished a crying session.
Fushiguro stood against the door frame and knocked, getting her attention.
She looked at him and smiled, "Good morning, Megumi!"
"Good morning." He raised an eyebrow, "Have you been crying?"
She tilted her head, "Huh? Oh, no! I just yawned. I'm still tired from yesterday's training."
Fushiguro lightly smiled at her. He walked in and saw next to her. Once he did, she placed her head on his shoulder.
"By the way, Megumi," She started, "I never did thank you for that night when you stayed with me. So thank you. I really appreciated it."
A small blush appeared on the shikigami users face, "Well, thank you for not telling Kugisaki. She probably wouldn't have left us alone if she found out."
They both laughed. Fushiguro loved these moments he had with her. Itadori's best friend. His crush. The insane amount of butterflies she gives him is a feeling he loved.
"Do you think I belong here with the rest of you? Because of Yuuji's death, I let myself fall behind, not caring if I died anymore or not" She whispered, "You all train so hard and sometimes I'm given permission to sit out or miss a day because you all feel bad for me."
Fushiguro sighed and moved his body so that they were facing each other. Her doubt against herself was something that had began to anger Fushiguro. He knew her better than anyone else there. He never once doubted her so why would she do it herself? Her doubting is what caused them to get into an argument just two weeks ago.
He wasn't the best at saying everything he wanted to. Expressing his feelings was something he'd never want to do but just came naturally since meeting the speech curse user. He wanted to tell her how much he liked her curse. Her strength. Her company. How much he liked her.
He reached out and grabbed her hands, putting them on him so she was cupping his face. He took a deep breathe before parting his lips, "Use it."
