Chapter Text
Current day
To: Someone I miss
From: Someone new
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Part of me misses you still, they'll be days I get a glimpse of who we were together. Its funny how a two minute song can bring you back to me. I can see your green eyes and long lashes so clearly. Its a warm day out so we decide to go on a walk around campus. My hand is in your hand and I'm laughing just to laugh and then the song ends.
Suddenly I'm left bitter about our non-ending, that's probably just because I didn't want you to settle. Not for me, at least.
I'm just stuck on if I'm actually sorry about any of it. Because I'm not sorry for wasting your time and for you missing the moon that night, or any night during that time.
I am sorry for hiding how I felt, for keeping it to myself. You always called it a “drunken act”, but I was only ever drunk on sadness or desperation, I showed you so much of myself through my writing, you know me so well, you know? You knew?
I could only ever count on you to understand what I wanted to say. From poetry to articles. You called my writing interesting.
Would you find this interesting?
Do you still think about me Fushiguro?
Do you think I'm someone new?
Would you think I’m someone new?
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I blink hard as I finish reading what I wrote back...depressing as always. I shouldn’t be surprised by this. I sigh to myself about only being half way done with grading this weeks pop quiz, Nanami needs them by tomorrow afternoon, Coffee should help put me back on track after yet another all-nighter, I really need to stop doing this to myself. I light up the apartment since sitting in the dark isn't necessarily helping set a productive mood. I grab the coffee tin and it's feels light, to my horror, it's empty apart from the tablespoon that lives in the tin. I can't believe I forgot to buy more coffee. Is my memory already fading? I’m definitely way too young… I then remembered that I had Nanami over last week.
Who knew one scoop could make such a difference. I absent mindedly head towards my wallet and house keys and slip into my shoes. The walk isn't long enough to need a sweater.
The convenient store seems empty through the automatic glass doors. I’m not looking to socialize with chatty early risers. I instantly get lost in the countless instant coffee choices. A jar of instant coffee won't go bad till next year, but I'd only use it on occasion. Maybe a pack for eight would work. But what flavor? Hazelnut? Mocha? Vanilla? And which brand? Why is the ten dollar one better than the eight? Whatever, the eight pack of vanilla should work fine and last me till I can get to the grocery store later this week. My paycheck gets deposited on the twenty seventh and rent isn't due till the ninth so that leaves me with- "Itadori?"
A voice calls out, interrupting my math. I look towards the sound, finding it somewhat familiar...and then my eyes meet Kugisaki's. I quickly glance from her arms crossed against her chest holding onto random snacks and then back at her shocked expression, I'm sure mine matches hers since it's been at least three years. As words start to form in the shape of casual pleasantries. I see his hair, then his face, and then the oh so familiar bored expression that his eyes always carry. I see it quickly change as he notices me.
"I-" my breathing hitched. I quickly turn away and walk out of the automatic doors that betrayed me, down the street and into the empty lobby where I start to panic. Not them, not him. Out of all days. I know they were real this time. I know I should've said something, anything. Knowing they're still friends is enough for me. Knowing they're probably heading this way quickly enters my thoughts. Oh my god they are definitely heading this way. I need to get back to my floor.
The elevator is only a few feet away from me as I hear rapid footsteps behind me get closer and closer. Soon I feel them snake two arms around me and hold me in place. They're both breathing so hard. I try not to let myself fall apart but I do.
I turn to face them, letting myself fall deeper into their embrace.
The elevator dings open.
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Spring - 3 years ago
The elevator dings open and I spot Gojo and Megumi near the middle of the ballroom shaking hands and posing for pictures. Megumi just won another award through Gojo's firm. He'll be one hell of a lawyer right after graduation, next year. I'm nervous since Nobara couldn't make it to town tonight. Being alone with Megumi is already hard enough for me, though it mostly just nerves.
Megumi then turns to scan the room and catches my attention. Tension leaves my body as I walk towards him. I smile and greet familiar faces. Gojo's always invites the three of us out to these things. Says it'll help build connections with the right kinds of people (his friends).
I smile widely and shake Nanami's hand. "How's it going Professor."
My hand shake is weak compared to his and he arches his brow slightly as he replies “,Itadori, how nice to see you again. All is well, thank you very much, but it's Doctor now."
"Oh right, hahaha, how could I forget." I say a bit more serious this time. He politely excuses himself and I finally make me way to Megumi's side. I sigh and greet him and Gojo with a smile.
They're in the middle of a serious conversation with some suit. Going on about percentages about something I didn't quite catch. Megumi seems to understand every business buzz word flying around.He's always been so smart when it comes to this.
The suit gets pulled away by two others.
"Itadori!" Gojo loudly announces causing a few people around us to chuckle. They're definitely used to it by now.
"So nice to see you all suited up like this, pink really is your color!” He ruffles my hair slightly, “Now if you two would excuse me, I have a few more suits to greet." I chuckle out a greeting and a quick goodbye as he walks deeper into the crowd.
Megumi sighs and finally looks at me. "Pink really is your color, though," he gently straightens my tie and I smile wider. "Thanks Mr. can I get a picture?" We both laugh and get right into our current debate about my current popular article. 'Shark's aren't evil, we are.'
"Who is we?" he questions me again. "We as in society, I already told you that." He shakes his head. “Is that always going to be your answer?” I grab his arm and lead him to the open bar. And continue my argument “, no not always, this time, yes. A lot of people are wrong about sharks.” We order water since Gojo always insists on us drinking at these events.
How he's in charge of such a huge firm, I'll never know.
"Okay, now tell me this, what about all the people sharks have attacked?" I shake my head ",Now you tell me this, what about all the sharks being caught just to have their fins cut off and being thrown back into the ocean, defenseless." He smirks at this.
The announcement start signaling it's time we head to our assigned seats. The awards go over quickly considering all the different nominations and such. Megumi’s speech stands out due to Gojo’s standing ovation. I swear I saw a slight amount of pink sweep across his cheeks. Soon it's just Megumi and I outside of his house that's full of people Gojo invited for an after-party.
He's going on about feeling bad about being the one that won since other people his age don't have Gojo as a dad. “I just can’t imagine winning in any other way, like that one kid that worked two job to even be able to afford a suit for the Gala. Or the kid that’s a damn prodigy.” "Don't say that Fushiguro...you're the smartest person I know."
He looks at me over his shoulder and looks down. He stays quiet for a few minutes before asking ",Why do you keep doing that? We've been going out for four months."
"Have I really been saying it all that often?" I try hard to think back on it.
"You've done it six different times," he looks hurt by this. I hate when the mood shifts like this. "You know I don’t mean anything by it, you were my friend before that and sometimes my brain just forgets.”
“Your brain forgets I’m your boyfriend?”
I almost agree to that before Choso appears behind Megumi.
”Yuji,” he starts as he walks over to us. Megumi stands up from the bench we’ve been talking on. “Hey you two, I was wondering where you ran off to. It’s time for us to head back Yu, you have a race tomorrow morning.” Choso stands a couple feet away from us, not necessarily wanting to intrude, but needing me to know he’s serious. His eyes soften when he sees Megumi agitating.
“You know what, I think thirty more minutes couldn’t hurt.” He proposed, expecting to relieve some of the tension in the air.
Megumi looks over at me, and then back at Choso a couple of times before his bored expression came back out. “Don’t worry, it’s okay. You should get some sleep. It’s been a day.”
I smile and give Choso a look to back off so I can say a proper goodbye. He smiles and makes up some excuse to leave.
“Megumi,” I start taking one of his hands out of his pockets, he puts on a small smile “,I know I’m dumb about these sort of things but I appreciate you so much, and I hate that I hurt you, even if only a little.” His gaze feels lighter and he holds my hand tighter.
I stand up and kiss him goodbye. He leans in deeply, making the kiss last longer than usual. “Goodnight yu.”
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