fever ꩜ f.megumi

28 - the one that eases the fevers

I hated the last chapter so much so this is my redemption (remake of old chap 28)

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The sound of the birds chirping, the way the air blew lightly and moved the curtain, the warmth of a person besides Megumi was all perfect. It was far too perfect.

The bed the two were sleeping on was small but fit the both of them when they cuddled. It was all that Megumi could ever ask for.

During the mornings, Megumi would normally go out for a run before the morning sun hits at its full potential but why would he go if there is no thoughts he wants to get rid of in his head?

Y/n's legs were tangled with Megumi's. Her head rested on his bare chest and the boys arms wrapped around her tightly.

This felt too good. Like a dream.

Soft air blew again and the curtain swayed to the sides. It seemed to have kissed Y/n's cheek since her eyes fluttered open shortly after and was met with Megumi already waiting for her to look at him.

He had the sweetest smile on his face—his eyes gleamed with love. She returned the smile back at him and cuddled closer to him. He felt the tugging of her lips on his chest and made him want to hug her even tighter.

"Did you sleep well?" His morning voice was raspy, gentle, and a little husky. It sounded so good when he spoke and Y/n was noticing that. She pulled away from his chest to make her eyes meet his, "I haven't slept like that in a long time," a small yawn escaped her mouth and with that she sat up and began to stretch her arms and neck.

Megumi followed and also got up. The white sheets were still over their bare bodies and for some reason he was nervous about the fact that she was naked next to him.

Y/n turned to look at the flustered boy whose ears were red, "It's not like its the first time you've seen me naked Megumi." She pinched his cheek and squished it a bit, making him turn and look at her.

His eyes widened a bit as he saw all the marks he had left on her body. They were all over her chest, her neck, and at the buds of her breasts. It seemed like he had gone mad.

Megumi guided his hand towards her hair and moved it out her neck. "I over did it I'm sorry," His face was now near her and she could feel his breath against her neck before feeling a warm, wet tongue licking her.

"I can heal them Megumi, it's fine."

That comment made him stop and quickly look at her with a sad expression, "But why?" He innocently asked.

His neck was also had a few marks but not as much, they looked pretty on him.

"Because you went crazy," she sighed, "and this is too much even for me," she pointed at her abused neck before shaking her head. After she said that he saw the way they disappeared hence she had healed herself.

"Here give me your hand, I'll make the tiredness go away," she reached for his hand but he quickly pulled it away.

"I want to keep them," he frowned and moved closer, "and I wanted you to atleast keep one too. But you taking them off gives me an excuse to bite you once more."

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Jujutsu High was very different from before—the students were different. It seemed as if the school only accepted the most elite and skilled but in reality it didn't, the new gen just trained even harder than the old gen.

But because of that, the nurses office was always packed.

Packed with kids that hurt themselves because they trained too hard, got injured from a practice match, and some were just sick.

And some just wanted to see Y/n.

"Miss, is it true you're dating Fushiguro-san? Please don't say it's true," a boy about 16 years old asked Y/n as she was wrapping his hand with bandages.

She chucked a bit and smiled, not meeting the boys gaze and just nodded. He still hadn't ask her anything about a relationship—nor did she.

She looked up at the boy and saw his small pout and decided to bother him more, "I'll marry him soon," she teased and grinned slightly.

"What do you like about him? He's so quiet and odd," he puffed some air out and looked to his right.

Maybe he should've looked back because there was Megumi in all his glory, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed and listening to the conversation. She noticed and decided to answer the boys never ending questions.

"He is, but not with me. He's sweet and kind, he is talented and cares about those around him, he's tall and cute, and has the sweetest soul ever. Plus he likes me back," she smiled at the young boy and patted his head, signaling him that she was finished and to head out.

"So you're into tall guys?"

"Sure."

The boy just sighed and turned around, looking at the ground he spotted a reflection against the tiles and immediately looked up and flinched. "F-fushiguro-san!" The boy shivered slightly.

Megumi stared him down for three whole seconds before giving him a word back.

"Go run 10 laps, you're late to practice."

He quickly ran out the room, leaving Y/n giggling at his actions and patting her hand on the chair next to her so he can sit.

"Don't be so jealous of a 17 year old Megumi," she smiled at him, but he didn't find it very funny and just kept a serious expression.

He sighed and crossed him arms before looking at her dead in the eyes, "Meet me at the park today after work. I'm wearing black."

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"He's wearing black so should I wear white to match? Or should I wear black and make it look like we are heading towards a funeral..."

Her thoughts about her outfit lingered in her head more than the fact that Megumi asked her out in a very Megumi way.

She decided to wear a baggy pair of low rise black jeans with a simple white top, a black leather jacket over her and a white vintage bag. She thought she looked cool.

The park was outside of Jujutsu High and as she walked out the room given to her in campus, she bumped into Megumi who was right outside her door.

He was dressed in all black—baggy black jeans, a black hoodie, even black underwear maybe.

"You told me to meet you at the park?" She eyed him up and down and finally saw his face. It was red, the corners of his ears were even a darker shade of red. She raised her brows, "Are you sick? We can always go another day." She affirmed.

"It's not that...I just need to say something..." he looked down at his shoes. Before looking at her eyes filled with concern and confusion.

She stepped back a bit, "Um yeah sure do you want to come in?"

He quickly closed the door and held her hands, making her even more confused.

He looked down at her, his face seemed like it was over 106 degrees in japan. "I wanted this to be more romantic," he chucked dryly, "mostly because I waited a bunch, and because I really like you." His words caught Y/n's attention even more.

"I know we made our mistakes, I know we abandoned each other and said mean words in the past but to be honest, they never made me not love you. I want to be with you, to be able to call you mine for reals, to make all my dreams become a reality, you're the one thing I want the most," his sudden confession made Y/n malfunction, not in a way that she didn't feel the same but in a way that she didn't think he would say these words now.

"You're the one that makes my fevers appear and disappear. And I know I'm the one that makes yours worse and better too," his hand traveled to the side of her cheek and as expected, it was scorching.

"Y/n, can I please be your boyfriend?"