𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 ---♡ XVI

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"memories
untold,"

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y/n and megumi sat on the floor of her bedroom. the both of them were going through her things that built up from her three years in high school.

"would you like to go through anything that's here? I'll be throwing away most of these things."

"why throw them away? maybe you could just store them away in a box in your attic, right?"

she stopped what she was doing and nodded. it was a good idea, and if she ever went down memory lane she could go through them again.

"I'll do that. I'll be right back, okay?" megumi nodded, his eyes closing as she patted his head when walking by.

after she walked out he quietly and softly began to sing along to music that was playing. he skimmed the bottom bookshelf, and then he found a yearbook.

he smiled to himself and pulled it out.
it was from middle school.

"was she class president? or was she something else?" he went through it, he was determined to find her middle school picture.

"page 34. I know what you're trying it do, megumi. haru did it too, though he found it himself."

"thanks."

when he went to the page he saw a non-smiling y/n. which surprised him, considering that she smiled all the time now.

"eve is a great musician... don't you think, megumi?" she turned around only to see megumi staring at her middle school self. "is some wrong, megumi?"

"no... no." she walked in front of him and pulled the year book away from him.

"clearly there is, mind telling me? or perhaps I should wait until you're ready to say it, yes?"

she closed the book and placed inside the box, as well place a few other things with it.

however she soon felt arms wrap around her waist, she smiled and leaned into megumi.

"megumi?"

"why didn't you smile in middle school? I thought that was supposed to be your happiest years."

"well I was going through puberty then. I also had this boy that was mean to my friend, yet he liked me. I was well aware of it, so I turned him down when he asked me out. it was amusing to say the least." she heard him chuckle. then she felt a quick kiss be placed on her cheek.

"continue..."

"oh! well, uhm... after I turned him down his 'little fangirls' tried to make me feel bad about myself, but I know my worth. and I needn't worry about girls who'd throw themselves at a boy, no need for that, considering such a boy wasn't as handsome as they thought... honestly, what did they see in him?" she rolled her eyes and scoffed. "then one day, I remember it being a week before graduation from middle school.... he tried to get his way with me..."

she felt megumi slightly tighten his arms around her, but she smiled and softly rubbed his arms.

"I was well aware of his intentions, thus, when he tried to do so, I had help. well, it was just me, but I gave him a good punch to the nose... nowadays, I don't know what happened to him..." she giggled slightly. "then I got in trouble... I think haru has told you about this, yes?"

"he said that something had happened one time in school... I didn't think it was because you had punched a kid." megumi said, a light smile present as she leaned his chin on her shoulder.

"of course he did... well either way I did my best to protect myself, and I am proud of myself now that I think about it. I've had quite the development."

megumi was now aware that if he ever hurt her in any way he'd get hurt from her.
but something in him couldn't picture y/n hurting someone, so this was a surprise to him.

she turned around to face megumi, the two of them started to lean in, however, her bedroom door flew open.

and there stood three people she knew too well by now. haru happened to be around the shoulders of yuji, who only wore a big smile.

"sis!! I wasn't going to let them in, but then this guy said he knew you from school, and the girl also said the same thing! but gojo-san just told me to let them in, that you wouldn't mind."

she and megumi jumped away from each other, she quickly picked the things in her floor up and threw them into the box.

"what are you three doing here?" megumi asked, his entire demeanor already demanding an answer.

"oh megumi-chan!!!" gojo waved his hand up and down as yuji and nobara join in.

"out!" haru giggled, he jumped down and pulled the three of them out of y/n's room.

when he turned around her saw y/n touching her burning face. the blushed she wore so prettily now caused her great discomfort.

'that was embarrassing! what just happened?'

she closed her eyes and breathed in and out. she tried calming her racing heart, however megumi spoke up.

"eve is a great musician. I like dramaturgy, as well as tokyo ghetto. do you have a favorite, l/n-san?"

she became confused, but she knew he was trying to divert her attention to something else than for her to be captured in a maze of trying to calm her heart.

"I like last dance and.... I forgot what the name was..." she trailed off. megumi observed her movements. he couldn't help the smile that appeared when be saw her light up when she remembered.

"literary nonsense. I like that one too! if I remember correctly, I also like how to eat life too." she smiled and leaned towards megumi and placed a lovingly kiss on his nose. "thank you for helping, megumi-chan."

"no problem, l/n-san."

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y/n kneeled in front of nobara, yuji, and gojo.

they stared up at her as she scolded them for leaving a mess of rain water on her cleaned floor.

megumi stood behind her rubbing her back as she scolded the three of them.

"...now, dinner will be ready soon. the three of you go change into something comfortable. megumi can you help haru pick out his pajamas?"

"sure."

after that the five of them all walked upstairs to change into the clothing they bought with them for the night.

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after dinner finished y/n laid in her bed. megumi and haru laid with her.

the gentle gaze y/n gave haru made it seem so maternal to megumi.
she seemed so soft and gentle towards the kid, yet so sisterly as well.

a tired smile showed itself to her.
and although she couldn't see it; she could definitely feel it.

"goodnight, fushiguro-kun."

"goodnight, l/n-san."







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be shared between us."

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