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A loud alarm blared on a wooden nightstand next to a smaller bed that belonged to Megumi Fushiguro. The male let out an annoyed groan as he lifted his hand to grab his phone off the stand.
Fushiguro’s thumb clicked on the silence button and his eyes averted their gaze to the time and date. `Wednesday, June 21, 2022. 11:30am`
“Damn I slept in.” He mumbled to himself while sitting up in his bed. Fushiguro’s eyes immediately closed once again as he felt the boiling heat pound at his skin, it didn’t help he was wearing sweatpants and a thick t-shirt.
His attention was soon grabbed by the knocking of his door, after a few seconds of debating wether or not he should actually get out of bed he did in fact decide to open the door for whoever wanted to disturb him.
Fushiguro’s eyes met with Itadori’s who was standing at his door with the normal big bright teethy grin he always had on his stupid face.
“What.” Fushiguro snapped harshly, the heat was making him grumpy...more than normal.
“I was just checking if you were alive. You’re normally up by now, actually you’re usually the first one up. The heat getting to you?”
“Dunno probably. Why is it so damn hot in this place is the air conditioning not working?”
“No, Gojo said that it broke down due to how hot it actually was so we’ve all been taking turns with a small handheld fan thing Gojo insisted we have.” Itadori shrugged while peeking his head into Fushiguro’s room.
“What?”
“Nothin’ just lookin’”
“Okay—well if that’s all you can leave now I want to change into less stuffy clothes before I overheat and die.”
Itadori pouted and stared at his black haired friend as if he was waiting for something.
“Why are you standing there and looking at me like that? It makes you looks more stupid than usual.”
“Well I was wondering when you’d give me my birthday present. You know the one you said you’d give to me 4 months ago.”
Fushiguro’s breath hitched as he had completely forgotten. “Ah right your 19th birthday present...uh well it’s still in the works.” He lied while itching the back of his head, his other hand now gripping the doorknob.
“It must be somethin’ real big then!”
“Y—yup yeah..it’s definitely that alright. So just go so I can finish it.”
“Oh—oh okay yeah bye Megumi don’t be too long or Nobara will come knockin’ next and we all know how that’ll go.” Itadori chuckled while waving his hand and walking off.
Fushiguro closed the door immediately almost slamming the damn thing and made his way to his closet. Shit I totally forgot. The hell was I even gonna get him anyways? Ah forget it I’ll think of something soon.
Fushiguro reached into his drawers and pulled out a light white tank top and black shorts, of course followed by a pair of new boxers. Ever since he hit the age of 18 he cared less and less about how he dressed when he was just hanging around the school. I mean he never cared much in the first place but at this point he didn’t care at all.
After changing his clothes his green eyes followed a bug flying around his room before lifting his pale hands clasping them together at an attempt to squish the bug (it didn’t work).
Fushiguro sat himself down on his bed and pulled out his laptop from under it so he could look up anything to get Itadori. `what to get your best friend for their birthday` is what he typed in. Almost every answer were things so simple it was impossible Itadori would believe that Fushiguro didn’t forget. That was until he noticed in big bold letters across his screen.
‘A vacation would be a suitable gift especially if you’re looking for something to really blow them away’ Fushiguro sat on his bed staring at those words for a long while but after snapping back into reality he decided that would be the safest answer. Where would they go? Absolutely no clue.
“Where the hell would he even want to go. That guy is so damn nice he will go along with anything. Well probably some place far I guess.” Fushiguro scrolled and scrolled until he found somewhere in the United States. Florida huh? Warm with beaches n’ shit. That’ll do. My English is pretty good now so it shouldn’t be too hard. Can’t say the same for that idiot. Whatever good enough.
Fushiguro typed in his card information as soon as he found tickets but he never checked the date until after he bought the tickets.
He paused in pure shock at his idiocy. Tomorrow?! Ah fucking hell. Fushiguro sighed heavily and covered his face with his hands mostly in embarrassment. “Whatever he won’t care.”
After contemplating almost everything leading to that moment, Fushiguro got out of bed to make his way next door to tell his friend about the trip he had just booked.
“Oi. Yuji.” He called out while knocking on his door with his knuckle.
Footsteps were heard approaching the door and to Fushiguro’s surprise there Itadori was. Standing shirtless and sweaty right in front of his slightly blurring eyes. “Put a damn shirt on.” His gaze averted as he felt his ear tips warm up which he could easily pass off as being too hot.
“Oh come on don’t be a dick about something so normal. What is it?”
“Uh. Your present is ready.”
“OH REALLY?! What is it?!”
“I’m taking you on a trip. To the United States.”
“Oh wow really?! Never thought that’s something you of all people would wanna do.” He let out a laugh before leaning against his door. “So when are we going?”
Fushiguro cleared his throat and looked back at his friend. “Tomorrow.” He mumbled under his breath.
“T—tomorrow?! Why couldn’t you tell me this sooner?!”
“Uh yeah I forgot again. Sorry.”
“Oh well we have all day to pack anyways and I’m sure Gojo wouldn’t mind driving us to the airport anyways. Where are we going so I can look up what to bring- oh! And you’re probably gonna have to talk for me a bit my English still isn’t the best.”
“Yeah I figured that, we are going to a place called Florida. It looks nice enough.” He shrugged.
“Ohh alright alright. Well I’ll get packin’ and then we just wait for tomorrow to roll around! Sounds like a plan to me.”
“Uh yeah. Sounds like a plan.” Fushiguro have two awkward thumbs up before turning and walking back to his room.
“What hell have I just started.”
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The next day rolled around and the three stood at the large doorway. Kugisaki looking absolutely enraged.
“This is totally not fair. You two idiots get to go on this big trip while the rest of us have to stay here in the boiling heat probably dealing with curses?! You two are dead when you get back.”
Zenin slung her arm around Kugisaki’s shoulder and kissed the side of her head. “Okay I agree but give em’ a break love, these two rarely spend time together alone and I think it’ll be a nice bonding experience.” She grinned menacingly while staring at Fushiguro.
Fushiguro’s shoulders raised knowing exactly why she was giving him that look. It’s true he already had a small crush on Itadori but it was something he rarely thought about. It was just a feeling that was there is it barely affected his everyday life.
Itadori gasped and nodded a few times. “Maki you’re so smart! And correct!”
“As always.” She snickered. “Bring us something back will yuh?”
“Shake” Inumaki agreed.
Itadori waved his hands and snickered. “Well DUH. Gojo hooked us up with lots of money to use there so expect some good things!”
“How long are you guys even staying for?” Kugisaki asked while leaning into her girlfriend.
Fushiguro shrugged. “Never booked tickets back so whenever Yuji wants to come back I guess.”
Everyone stood in silence. They knew Fushiguro was bad at a few things but this was something they never thought he’d be so blind to.
Itadori couldn’t help but burst into laughter while slapping Fushiguro’s back. “Wow! Okay then! Sounds good to me.”
Gojo loudly honked the horn of his car from outside trying to get the two to come outside and get going before they missed their plane.
Fushiguro waved and walked to the car knowing Nanami already helped put their things in the car.
Itadori waved to his friends all the way to the car and got in excitedly.
Fushiguro glanced back at the group and all gave him a big thumbs up as if they thought he was going to take this as an opportunity to make a move on Itadori. They were very incorrect, he knew better.
He rolled his eyes and climbed into the back with Itadori, buckling himself up and taking a side glance at the male by his side before looking forward again. A light flush taking over his cheeks after it finally hit him that they were going on a trip far away from home alone together
The three of them drove off and made their way to the airport, music blasting and the two fools chatting Fushiguro’s ear off the entire way there.