Itadori's POV
I felt an incredible sense of relief wash over me when Megumi finally agreed to talk. With every ounce of my being, I hoped our discussion would be different than last time.
Without even having to ask, Megumi helped me walk back towards his room. I couldn't help but notice the hesitance in his movements, as his hand idled just inches away from the door handle.
"Are you ok?" I found myself saying to him.
"Actually, let's go to your room instead." He murmurs, looking over at me.
I shrugged, "I'd rather not.. My room is really a mess right now.. Let's just hang out in yours." I reached for the door handle instead, opening it to let us both inside.
In order to walk over towards the bed, I stepped over a couple different articles of clothing scattered on the floor. That was the first thing that caught my attention.
Then, as I took a seat down on the edge of his bed, I noticed how messy the sheets looked, bunched up and untidy. Perhaps these details wouldn't have stood out to me if I didn't know Megumi as well as I did, and any other person might've easily glanced over it. But I didn't. Megumi was one of the most organized and attentive people I had ever met, I knew that from the very first day I spent at Jujutsu High. Megumi always made his bed, it had always been like muscle memory for him or something.
Not only that, but he always liked to stay neat in general. I could recall multiple instances where he had scolded me for leaving some sort of food wrapper on the table, or lecturing me on the proper way to fold my clothes..
But now, as I looked around his room, I could tell something was clearly wrong. With little bits of wrappers and trash sat down on surfaces of furniture, drawers left open with pieces of clothes hanging over the sides, the few potted plants he had looked as if they hadn't been watered in quite a while.
How could Megumi possibly let things get to such a point?
I glanced over to his nightstand, where a couple pill bottles sat. One of them was tipped over, with small white capsules spilled out over the surface.
Curiously, I reached over to pick the bottle up with my fingers, looking over it, but was unable to determine its purpose.
I looked back over towards Megumi, who was now trying to pick up some clothes from off the floor and toss them in a basket.
As I went to ask him about it, he seemed to already read my mind, cutting me off and speaking before I could even get a word out.
"Antidepressants, Shoko prescribed them." Megumi stated, now walking over to grab them from out of my hand and screw the lid back on.
"Oh?" I questioned softly, "And the others?" I pointed towards the two other bottles.
He seemed a little agitated by my questions, but explained anyway, "One's for headaches, the other's to help me fall asleep."
"Ah, I see. Do they help?"
"No. They don't."
I couldn't help but be momentarily stunned by the blunt, straightforward response.
Silence fell between the two of us. That uncomfortable silence where you can tell both sides want to speak, but neither wants to be the first to do it first.
So for the next couple of minutes, I watched as Megumi avoided conversation by picking up here and there around his bedroom.
"Can you come sit down with me, please?" I finally said.
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Lavender and Vanilla {Itafushi}
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