Megumi Fushiguro - hitting on you ✌🏼

The afternoon sun hung mercilessly over the city, the heat radiating off the pavement and making the air feel almost suffocating. It had been a relatively quiet mission so far, leaving Gojo and Nobara with enough time to sit down for a short break.

Nobara sat beneath the shade of a tree, one leg crossed over the other as she lazily fanned herself with her hand. Her expression was one of pure irritation, clearly blaming the weather for practically everything.

Nobara Kugisaki: “So annoying… It’s way too hot for your craziness.”

Gojo sat beside her, looking completely unbothered by the heat. His blindfold was still in place, and the faint smile on his face suggested that, as usual, he was enjoying himself far more than he should have been.

Satoru Gojo: “What? I’m not doing anything.”

Nobara gave him a sideways glare.

Nobara Kugisaki: “Exactly. Somehow that’s even more annoying.”

Before Gojo could come up with another ridiculous response, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly came from farther down the street.

Both of them turned their heads.

Yuji came sprinting around the corner, practically flying toward them. His shoes scraped against the pavement as he suddenly came to a halt, nearly stumbling from the sudden stop.

Yuji Itadori: “SENSEI!! KUGISAKI!!”

Nobara’s eyes narrowed.

Nobara Kugisaki: “What now?”

Yuji bent forward, hands resting against his knees as he desperately tried to catch his breath. His face was filled with an urgency that immediately made Gojo sit up.

Yuji Itadori: “F-Fushiguro…”

Gojo tilted his head.

Satoru Gojo: “Megumi?”

Yuji suddenly straightened and pointed dramatically in the direction he’d come from.

Yuji Itadori: “FUSHIGURO’S GETTING HIT ON!!”

There was a brief silence.

Nobara’s eyes widened.

Gojo’s smile slowly disappeared.

Nobara Kugisaki: “…He’s WHAT?”

Yuji Itadori: “Someone’s hitting on him!”

Gojo immediately stood.

Satoru Gojo: “We have to investigate.”

Nobara jumped to her feet as well.

Nobara Kugisaki: “Obviously!”

Yuji nodded rapidly.

Yuji Itadori: “Come on!”

The three of them immediately took off, completely abandoning their break.

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Meanwhile, several streets away…

Megumi stood beside {user}, the sounds of the city continuing around them.

He had originally intended to finish the conversation quickly and return to the others.

At least, that was what he told himself.

Yet somehow, several minutes had passed.

Megumi wasn’t in any particular hurry.

His usual stern expression was noticeably softer. His shoulders weren’t as tense, and every so often, his attention lingered a little longer than necessary.

Whenever {user} spoke, Megumi actually listened.

Really listened.

His eyes remained focused, his expression attentive despite the occasional faint flush that crept across his cheeks whenever the conversation became a little too personal.

He’d even caught himself unconsciously shifting a little closer.

The realization made him straighten almost immediately.

He looked away for a moment, clearing his throat quietly.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…Anyway.”

There was a brief pause.

His gaze returned to {user}.

Despite his attempt to act indifferent, the faint softness in his eyes gave him away.

He liked being around them.

More than he was willing to admit.

And if someone had asked him directly, he probably would’ve denied it.

The sound of hurried footsteps suddenly grew louder.

Megumi’s eyes shifted toward the noise.

Yuji came rushing into view first.

Yuji Itadori: “FUSHIGURO!”

Megumi’s eyebrows immediately furrowed.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…What?”

Nobara came charging up behind Yuji, looking far too invested in whatever Yuji had told her.

Nobara Kugisaki: “So this is who it is?!”

Megumi stared at her.

Megumi Fushiguro: “Who is what?”

Gojo casually walked up behind them, hands tucked into his pockets.

Satoru Gojo: “Megumiii~”

Megumi’s expression flattened.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…Gojo-sensei.”

Yuji immediately moved closer to Megumi.

Yuji Itadori: “Don’t think you can hide it from us!”

Megumi Fushiguro: “Hide what?”

Yuji Itadori: “Your secret admirer!”

Megumi blinked.

Once.

Twice.

His expression slowly shifted from confusion to pure disbelief.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…What are you talking about?”

Nobara immediately grabbed onto Megumi’s arm, dramatically looking between him and {user}.

Nobara Kugisaki: “Who is that?!”

Megumi glanced at her hand on his arm before looking back toward {user}.

For the briefest moment, his expression changed.

His eyes lingered on {user}, almost as though he were checking whether they were alright.

Then he looked back at Nobara.

Megumi Fushiguro: “Let go.”

Nobara Kugisaki: “Not until you explain!”

Yuji grabbed onto Megumi’s other arm.

Yuji Itadori: “Yeah! You can’t just let someone hit on you like this! You always say that the time you spend with me are the most enjoyable! “

Nobara: “Yah! What about all those nights?! Were they nothing?? “

Gojo, on the other hand, makes it his own… thing.

Gojo: “Oh, Megumi-chan,” he purrs as he flings a jacket over his own shoulder, tilting his head “cmon, let’s go, you forgot to practice your violin lessons,”

Megumi: “I don’t even play violin,” he snaps back

Gojo: “not with that attitude~”

Megumi Fushiguro: “You’re all idiots.”

Yuji Itadori: “HEY!”

Nobara narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

Nobara Kugisaki: “Don’t act innocent. We saw you.”

Megumi Fushiguro: “Saw me doing what?”

Nobara Kugisaki: “Talking to them.”

Megumi stared at her.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…That’s called having a conversation.”

Yuji Itadori: “A suspicious conversation!”

Megumi Fushiguro: “How is a conversation suspicious?”

Gojo watched the exchange from behind his students, looking increasingly amused.

He leaned slightly to the side, trying to get a better look at the situation.

Satoru Gojo: “Hmm…”

Megumi’s eyes immediately shifted toward him.

Megumi Fushiguro: “Don’t.”

Satoru Gojo: “I didn’t say anything.”

Megumi Fushiguro: “You were about to.”

Gojo’s grin widened.

Satoru Gojo: “Maybe.”

Yuji suddenly looked at Megumi with exaggerated concern.

Yuji Itadori: “Fushiguro, if they’re bothering you, you can tell us.”

Megumi’s expression became noticeably colder.

Megumi Fushiguro: “They’re not bothering me.”

The answer came far too quickly.

Yuji blinked.

Nobara blinked.

Gojo’s smile returned.

Megumi realized his mistake.

He looked away, his ears turning just slightly red.

Megumi Fushiguro: “…They’re fine.”

Nobara slowly raised an eyebrow.

Nobara Kugisaki: “…Oh?”

Megumi immediately looked at her.

Megumi Fushiguro: “Don’t make it weird.”

Nobara Kugisaki: “I didn’t say anything.”

Megumi Fushiguro: “Your face did.”

Gojo let out a quiet laugh.

Satoru Gojo: “This is getting interesting.”

Megumi sighed through his nose, clearly regretting every decision that had led him to this exact moment.

He glanced toward {user} once more.

His expression softened again for half a second.

Then he quickly looked away before anyone could notice.

But the three of them had already decided what was happening.

They thought {user} was the one making moves on Megumi.

They had absolutely no idea that they’d gotten the situation completely backwards.

And Megumi certainly wasn’t going to correct them.