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[This is made by me, but the Megumi picture was from google and edited by me.]
[Non binary reader]
[This chapter is cursed, I literally got sick a day after publishing this 😓]
Word count:1276
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The sun's honeycomb rays flickered onto my face in the early December morning and I felt like absolute shit. My head was pounding against my skull, feeling like it was about to rupture at any moment. I groaned in pain as I tried to sit up and get out of bed."[Name] lie back down, you're in no position to get out of bed." A very familiar, toneless voice erupted from behind me, I whipped my head upwards and there a familiar teen with spiky, ebony hair gave me a sharp, almost disapproving glare. I was about to ask what happened when suddenly he walked towards me and put a cold, soggy towel on my forehead. "Congratulations you and Itadori are both sick. I hope chasing him in the rain was worth it."
I groaned and remembered the reason I got sick in the first place, the face mask clad teen folded his arms like a disapproving mother and walked away leaving me to succumb to my clouded thoughts.
'I didn't actually run in the rain right?'
'And why is Megumi here I thought they would've been on a mission with Nobara or a solo mission at the least'
Megumi's footsteps come back into focus and with him was a bowl of something steaming hot. I wasn't sure what it was though, all I knew was I could eat just about anything right now. He sat the bowl on my nightstand and placed a warm, supporting hand on my lower back to help me sit up.
"Thanks, but I can handle myself." Megumi sighed and shook his head clearly disapproving of my statement. He took it upon himself to sit on my bed, he then picked up the bowl with it's spoon in his other hand and he then opened his mouth and spoke, "Say ahhh" my eyes widened in embarrassment and I snapped my head away from Fushiguro and the delicious stew in front of me. As much as I was craving that delicious bite, there was no way in hell I was gonna act or be treated like a baby.
"Hell no! I can do it myself!" I refused Fushiguro's request and stated that I can be independent for myself. Megumi blinked slowly and let out a frustrated sigh, he put the bowl back onto the nightstand and grabbed me by my wrists and made it so I was staring right into his serene dark blue eyes,
"Stop being an idiot and eat." I tried to regain control of my arms, but I was severely weakened by this stupid flu. So, I threw in the towel and surrendered my pride, I could feel his smirk hiding away underneath that mask of his as he took in my look of defeat. "Are you gonna stop fighting me now?" he questioned, even though I could sense he already knew what my answer was gonna be.
"Fine, but don't get any ideas." He nodded his head at my snarky statement of defeat and I sat back like a little kid being spoon fed by Fushiguro. I was about to open my mouth to take another bite, but suddenly I caught him transfixed at something on my face, I wasn't sure what though. "What? Is there something on my face?" I questioned him as I started wiping my face thinking there was some soup on my cheek, but Fushiguro didn't answer. I waved my hand in front of his face, apparently that had worked he blinked twice and then backed away from me. His face was dusted over in a small blush, he swept his face away from my view, but he didn't realise the tint that covered his face had spread to his ears, they were inflamed I giggled, but when he looked back at me I diverted my face to my lap trying to suppress my fit of laughter. "Are you sure you didn't catch my flu as well?" Fushiguro shook his head in denial, he stood up and exited the room. I started to get the most brain rupturing headaches, so I decided to lie back down and before I knew it I had fallen back into a deep sleep.
[Megumi's pov]
[Name] didn't see me blush right? What's wrong with me I only volunteered to take them because it was either spending time with [Name] all day or Itadori who's just a clone of Gojo sensei, not to mention having to deal with Sukuna as well. That's too much work for one person, good luck to Nobara I guess. Just as I said that the chestnut haired girl stormed out of Itadori's room yelling obscenities which I'm guessing are directed towards Sukuna. She stormed over me and aggravatedly started airing out her grievances, "If I spend another minute with that cursed cry baby I'm going to kill him myself." she was about to continue when suddenly she gasped, "What happened with you and [Name]?"she said suggestively nudging at my waist.
"What do you mean?" I was confused at what Nobara was implying, suddenly more footsteps followed Maki, Inumaki, Panda and Gojo sensei made their way toward us. This two person conversation suddenly became a group discussion.
"Did something happen with [Name]?" Gojo sensei was also smirking along with Maki who pushed her glass up and said,
"Something must've happened I mean he's practically taken the form of a lobster." I perked my ears up at this statement, my eyes widened and realised what they were implying, I shot down all of their conspiracies and questions, but before I could retreat into the safe confides of [Name]'s room Panda cheerily yelled,
"Always follow your heart Fushiguro we'll support you two!"
Inumaki nodded his head and added on by saying, "Salmon" I groaned at his agreement to what Panda was saying and with the brigade teasing me all the way through entering [Name]'s room I had not been given the chance to get rid of the crimson hue possessing my face. 'Thank gosh this mask covers most of my face.'
I walked back in not seeing [Name] in their bed where I had left them, but before I could panic I heard a small shuffle under the covers. I tiptoed over to the bed and lifted the covers, [Name] was resting peacefully, I don't know what enchanted me in that moment, but I got closer and started trailing their face with my index finger gently taking in every detail of their face.'Why is [Name] so attractive...' Why did this question plague my mind would be a better one to ask myself, but that didn't occur to me in this moment all that I was focused on was the calming sight in front of me.
[Timeskip]
[Name's pov]
I groggily opened my eyes once again and felt a warm sensation on my forehead, I looked up a little and saw Fushiguro stroking my head whilst reading a random book. Suddenly his calming voice graced my eardrums and whispered, "Are you awake?" I groaned at the question and suddenly the warm sensation stopped, "I'll get you a cold towel give me a second ok." As good as that sounded I preferred having him next to me. I grabbed Fushiguro's sleeve and whispered,
"Get it later, stay with me please." I couldn't see his face, but his whole body jerked as I finished my sentence, he sighed and gave in to my request.
