Unmatched | ᴍᴀʜɪᴛᴏ

Chapter 39

Itadori and I had made it our mission to get Kugisaki and Fushiguro to watch the whole entire Fast & Furious series. They were absolutely against it.

"We don't have time for this," Fushiguro groaned one evening when we dragged him by his sleeve. "We should be getting enough sleep!"

"Gojo-sensei wouldn't let us do this!" Kugisaki argued, but she really should have known better.

Her jaw dropped, and she groaned, annoyed when she opened the door to the room and Gojo was already sitting there, excitedly eating his popcorn.

"I have only seen the first three," he said with a grin.

We sat down together, everyone having a bowl of popcorn, and watched the movies. It took us three evenings to watch all of them, but it was so worth it. When the second evening came, we didn't even have to drag Fushiguro in anymore. I guessed he had realized that squeezing down on the couch together with Itadori wasn't so bad.

"What are we watching next?" I asked on the third evening before Gojo turned on the last movie.

"What about the Marvel series?" Itadori suggested with a grin.

Kugisaki immediately snapped her head to look at him. "I don't think so," she said. "I'm not sitting down to watch a million movies with you people."

Gojo played offended. "You people?" he asked, and the rest of us laughed.

Kugisaki only rolled her eyes, but there was no way she could have stopped it once Itadori and I put our minds to something. When the second years heard what we were planning, they wanted to join us as well.

"I haven't seen the newest one yet," Panda-senpai told us as he sat down in the armchair.

"Tuna mayo," Inumaki-senpai agreed with a nod.

I grinned. "Absolutely."

So after training and sweating for the whole day, we all took a shower and gathered in the one free room to watch movies. Every evening. Kugisaki often fell asleep, but when she woke up again, she kept watching as if nothing had happened, and that showed us that she didn't hate those movie nights as much as she claimed.

We fought a lot. Or I fought with them a lot. It took some getting used to all the affection and care that I received from them all. It was weird for me to think that people cared about me. Gojo talked to me about that sometimes, but it didn't really sink in. Until we started those nights. When we sat together and watched one Avengers movie after the other, our fights were forgotten.

"You always say that!" Kugisaki shouted at me the day after we watched Age of Ultron.

"I do not!" I shouted back at her.

We were standing in the hallway between our rooms, she was gesturing with her hands, and I was sure she would take out an eye if I wasn't being careful. She was mad at me about something, but I didn't even know what I had done wrong.

"Just pull yourself together," I said with a disgusted look.

She took a sharp breath and took a step back. "You're really not a nice person, do you know that?"

That made me laugh. "Oh, because you are?"

Without a word, Kugisaki turned around and slammed the door to her room behind herself. I stood looking at her door for a moment longer, laughing. Then I walked away, too.

In the evening, Itadori, Maki-san, and Panda were already waiting when I entered the room. Fushiguro came and sat down next to me. Then Kugisaki entered, and the entire room felt to freeze over. Everyone noticed that someone was wrong when she saw me and grunted before sitting down in the armchair and crossing her arms in front of her chest. I snorted a laugh. She was ridiculous.

And then when we watched Guardians of the Galaxy, Kugisaki and I had to laugh at the same joke. Our eyes met, and she kept smiling. I smiled back. And everything was fine again.

I had never had that. I had never had people forgive me for being a bitch. I think I really appreciated her for it. Fushiguro wasn't so quick to forgive me, but he only stayed salty in silence. Kugisaki, on the other hand, liked to make a big fuss when she was mad at me. So I was fine with Fushiguro taking a few days to come around.

"If you don't want it then you should just fucking say it!" I snarled at him the day after we watched Iron Man 2.

"God damn it, (y/n)! Just shut up!"

I laughed. "Fuck you, Fushiguro. Really."

He was mad because I had done something, and I was mad because he pretended not to be mad. He stayed mad at me for two days until Itadori and Kugisaki finally had enough and locked us into a room together to work things out. They had to do that sometimes because both Fushiguro and I were too stubborn to apologize first. But even locked in a room, we never apologized. We only just started to talk to each other again, and that was that.