"Kiss me" (ItaFushi)

Hijacked Affairs

Itadori's mind filled with thoughts, temptations, doubts, desire, concerns.. he was a mess. all while looking into the eyes of the boy he loves so much.

"fuck..." he let out in a breath, "you won't even remember this". he felt... hurt. his lips captured by megumi.. for the first time.. and it was like this? he was... hurt. it meant everything to him, but did it mean anything to megumi?

with his furrowed brows and his tangled thoughts, he placed a gentle hand on megumi's face and pushed him back into the couch, shifting to sit back straight, looking at his feet and the ground.

megumi was... drunk and confused. "yuuji" he leaned back in, watching at yuuji fiddled with his hands. he felt... confused. he didn't know what he was feeling. it was all such a blur to him. he didn't know what was the alcohol and what was him.

and yet, he knew for a fact that he felt worried, anxious, vulnerable. just the same as yuuji.

yuuji, conflicted, knew he had to say something. something, anything to break this overwhelming silence.

he turned his head, looking at megumi's lips, then his eyes, opening his mouth to say something.

"i-"
**DING DING**

whoops, saved by the bell. Nobara yells out from outside, "OPEN THE DOOR ASSHOLES!"

megumi scoffs a "hooligans" with a head shake. his expression and drama getting a chuckle from yuuji who went to get the door.

He swung the door open, and there stood Nobara, bundled up in her big coat against the winter chill, her cheeks pink from the cold. She had a bag slung over her shoulder and an annoyed look plastered across her face.

"Finally," she huffed, stepping inside and brushing past Yuuji. "I could've frozen out there, you know."

"Yeah, yeah," Yuuji muttered, forcing a laugh. "Sorry about that." He closed the door behind her, using the motion as an excuse to take a moment to collect himself.

Nobara stomped into the living room, pulling off her gloves and scarf. She froze mid-motion, taking in the sight of Megumi slouched on the couch, his face flushed and his expression slightly dazed.

"Wait," she said, narrowing her eyes. "Is he drunk already?!"

Megumi turned his head toward her with an exaggerated scowl. "I'm perfectly fine," he muttered, though his words were slightly slurred.

"Uh-huh," Nobara said, her tone dripping with sarcasm as she plopped down onto the armrest of the couch. "You look real fine, tch, drinking without me." She glanced back at Yuuji, who had just entered the room, and raised an eyebrow. "And what's your excuse? You're all flustered. What happened?"

Yuuji froze, his hand still resting on the doorframe. "Nothing!" he said too quickly, his voice an octave higher than usual.

Nobara's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Riiight," she said, drawing out the word as she leaned closer to Megumi, inspecting him like he was some kind of lab specimen. "Okay, spill. What did you two idiots do while I was gone?"

Megumi's head slowly dropped on the arm of the couch as he confessed:

"yuuji and i–"

"–WERE PLAYING A GAME!" yuuji spoke up, covering for the both of them. "yep we were playing... a game. a drinking game! its truth or drink! you know it" he faked a casual laugh while helping Nobara sit down and unwind.

"Ooh, funn!" nobara's suspension turns into amusement, wanting to join in aswell.

"Alright, let's play then," Nobara says, grabbing the bottle of liquor with a grin. She kicks her boots off, curls up on the armrest, and immediately takes over. "But I'm making the rules now since you two bozos clearly don't know how to keep things interesting."

Yuuji, who's still trying to steady his breathing after his rushed excuse, sits cross-legged on the floor, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, sure. Rules. Bring it on, Kugisaki," he says, his usual goofy smile masking the whirlwind of emotions inside him.

Megumi groans softly from the couch, his head tilted back and his dark hair messy. "Do we... really need rules? Just ask something already." His words are slow, his usual sharp tone dulled by the alcohol.

Nobara smirks. "Fine, let's keep it simple: you can't pass anymore. Either answer truthfully or drink. No exceptions." She leans forward, eyeing both boys. "Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Yuuji says, trying to act casual but avoiding Megumi's gaze.

~~~~~

The game quickly spirals into chaos. Nobara, being her relentless self, fires question after question, most of them designed to embarrass Yuuji and Megumi.

"Yuuji," Nobara begins, an evil glint in her eyes. "Have you ever had a wet dream about anyone in this room, if so what was it?"

Yuuji chokes on his drink, sputtering as Nobara bursts into laughter.

"I- uhh.. What!" he stammers, his cheeks bright red.

"Answer the question, idiot," she teases, pouring herself another shot.

"no fucking way josé-" Yuuji grabs the bottle and downs his shot in record time, earning a loud cackle from Nobara.

"You're terrible at this," Megumi mutters, smirking slightly from his spot on the couch. His voice is quieter, less guarded, but still laced with amusement.

"Shut up, Mr. Drink-at-every-question," Yuuji fires back, pointing at Megumi with faux indignation.

"Oh, like you're any better," Nobara interjects. She leans over to pour more drinks, pretending not to notice how Yuuji's gaze lingers on Megumi for just a second too long.

"my turn to ask" yuuji speaks up,

"mii-chan... have you ever.." his heart clenching

"been in love?"

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and *ahem* yes the title is a Radiohead reference. the real title was supposed to be the lyric just before it.