[ Wow, just tell him that then. He's stupid. Megumi considers Nanami's usual fashion sense and he does think he would be able to manage that, even if he's quite lost when it comes to brands and doesn't know if that's important to Nanami. ]
It's never quiet for us. [ He'll pour them both some water at least, and hand a glass to his friend. ]
[ Unless that is explicitly told to him, Megumi is going to assume his friend is simply that friendly and this isn't any sort of special attention .... ]
[ The other, other option is for Megumi to return to his room and call the whole thing off, but for some reason he doesn't want to do that either. The ship has sailed for that and he also does want to spend time with his friend. It's been ages since they've had a peaceful time like this after all.
[ He never had close friends before meeting you............ Megumi's just appalled at how casual his friend is about this whole thing. Then again, it's also completely in character for him. Has Megumi shared his bed before? No, he never let Tsumiki cuddle with him, and he didn't have any friends growing up.
He doesn't want to make a scene or make this any more difficult than it has to be, so he just has to ... go with the flow. Even if said 'flow' is making his heart beat really quickly. ] ... Fine.
[ He gives Yuji a plate, prompting him to eat his dinner. ] Eat.
[ It’s easy enough to settle down and eat after Megumi prompts him; it reminds him a little bit of how they spent their time recovering before, sitting in Fushiguro’s room and eating pizza. They’re all together again, and that feels… It feels so good. Yuji clings to the feeling, not wanting it to slip through his fingers.
Nanami is here, and Yuji doesn’t want to cause the man any more trouble that he already has. He doesn’t want to be a weight on anyone’s shoulders, but he keeps messing up.
Sighing, he leans into Megumi’s space quietly. ]
Hey, Fushiguro… You’d tell me, right? If I was causing trouble?
[ The cafeteria food isn't the best thing in the world, but they don't have much money, so it'll do. The lackluster taste almost distracts him from the knowledge that he'll probably be sharing Yuji's bed with him tonight, which is a bit awkward for someone who's unused to physical closeness.
He's in the middle of chewing when Yuji poses that question. It seems to have come out of nowhere? There's a temptation to give some light-hearted quip about how this boy always causes him trouble, but he knows Yuji will internalize it, so he decides not to. ]
I guess ...? [ He's usually very forthcoming with his discontent, so yeah. ] What are you talking about?
[ This isn't the kind of thing that Yuji worries about, but he can feel it weighing him down a little. It feels like he's going to misstep, or do something wrong, and it's not something that he can really deal with. If he does something that makes Nanamin mad at him, if he ruins this second chance... If he's really that much trouble to deal with...
A part of him wonders if it would be better for him to slip away and fight alone, or something, as stupid as it feels to think about.
Poking at his food absently, he makes a noise - a sigh - before he shakes his head and tries to laugh it off. ]
It's nothing! I'm just overthinking things, ignore it, okay?
[ There's definitely something on his mind recently, but Megumi isn't quite sure what brought it on. Megumi is particularly perceptive to this other boy's moods given how much he's been through. Right now, anyone can see that Yuji is bothered by something. He'll push on, putting down his fork and staring at the other boy directly. ]
[ Yuji puts his food down, no desire to eat. It takes him a while to look over at Fushiguro, but when he does, he manages a little smile. It's real, and genuine, just... Smaller than normal. ]
[ Megumi doesn't quite trust him to tell him, because he's never done that, but he also doesn't want to push the other boy too hard. It isn't like forcing him to open up about himself is going to change things. It might just make him more upset. So, with that, he nods and lets out a sigh, dropping the matter for now. ]
Okay ... [ On to something easier. ] Are you finished with your food?
[ Yuji leans back, resisting the urge to curl around himself, to sink into the bed and hide himself. Breathing out softly, he tries to offer Fushiguro a smile. ]
Rest. [ It's been a long week for them both. Megumi takes the dishes out of his hands and puts them aside. He doesn't usually like to leave dishes out, but they're both tired and those can be dealt with tomorrow. ]
[ After the dishes are put on a bench at a corner somewhere, he returns and ... sort of, stares at the bed, a little awkwardly. Listen, this is a single bed. He has no idea how to do this without feeling too embarrassed. ]
[ Yuji moves, wiggling over and patting the space beside him before he gets up to shuck off his hoodie. If he shows a little bit of his hips and stomach while he does so, well... ]
Megumi's never slept in bed with a friend before. The closest he's come to having a cuddle was often with Tsumiki, when they were children, before he decided he didn't like to be that physically close with another body. Does he mind it right now? It's certainly awkward, and he doesn't know if Itadori feels the same (probably not). In the world of extroverted people, this might even be a completely normal thing. In his world, it's not.
He spots that hint of skin and turns his gaze away. It's nothing he's never seen before given that they've visited the public bath together, but it's a lot to deal with right now. ]
Yeah ... [ He's just going to lie there stiffly like a corpse im sorry ]
[ Yuji slips out of the room quickly to grab some spare pillows and blankets, dragging them back in with a huff before he spreads them out over the bed, letting himself resist the urge to bundle Megumi up. When he's happy that they're done and ready, he climbs into the bed beside him and stretches out. ]
[ They are in winter, both here and back home (well, they were close, back home). Megumi's always ran cold, and he hadn't noticed how cold until those blankets get tossed over him. It's his instinct to start wrapping himself up, pulling the blankets up to his chin and radiating toward the nearest source of heat - which happens to be the boy beside him. Though awkward at first, now that they've settled down, he finds the whole thing ... kind of nice. It's warm, and not just because of the temperature. There's a light flush of colour to Megumi's face now, and it's not just from feeling embarrassed. He shifts, facing the other boy. ]
[ Yuji wiggles to get comfortable, and then he's settled with a hand under his pillow, letting himself watch Fushiguro for a moment. Once upon a time, he wouldn't be close enough to anyone for this kind of thing; his classmates at school were more like acquaintances rather than people he could have over, and he never really wanted to bother his grandpa with it all. This is... Really nice.
He feels warm inside, and it's not just because of the blankets. ]
I do. It was kind of intense, but... You helped a lot. Thanks, Fushiguro.
[ He just happened to be here, and he doesn't know how much help that gave really. Still, lying close to the other boy like this, Megumi can't help but notice the changed colour in his face. ]
Your face is red. Are you sure you're okay?
[ Nevermind that Megumi's face has also reddened... ]
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[ Maybe he just wants the company, Fushiguro!! Or maybe Nanami would like a basic shirt, did you ever think of that...
Yuji settles closer, leaning back and sighing softly. ]
Things here are already pretty crazy, aren't they?
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It's never quiet for us. [ He'll pour them both some water at least, and hand a glass to his friend. ]
You really want me to stay over?
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[ Do you see him going around and asking people like Bakugou to stay? Nope, this is a special situation just for Fushiguro. ]
It'll be fun, like another sleepover.
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Where would I sleep?
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[ Simple! ]
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[ IT DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT. So, so the other option is ..... //// ]
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[ Yuji doesn't seem to care at all, quite happy either way. ]
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BUT HE'S DYING RN? ] How would that work ...
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[ Why are you making this so complicated, Megumi... Haven't you had a sleepover before... ]
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He doesn't want to make a scene or make this any more difficult than it has to be, so he just has to ... go with the flow. Even if said 'flow' is making his heart beat really quickly. ] ... Fine.
[ He gives Yuji a plate, prompting him to eat his dinner. ] Eat.
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[ It’s easy enough to settle down and eat after Megumi prompts him; it reminds him a little bit of how they spent their time recovering before, sitting in Fushiguro’s room and eating pizza. They’re all together again, and that feels… It feels so good. Yuji clings to the feeling, not wanting it to slip through his fingers.
Nanami is here, and Yuji doesn’t want to cause the man any more trouble that he already has. He doesn’t want to be a weight on anyone’s shoulders, but he keeps messing up.
Sighing, he leans into Megumi’s space quietly. ]
Hey, Fushiguro… You’d tell me, right? If I was causing trouble?
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He's in the middle of chewing when Yuji poses that question. It seems to have come out of nowhere? There's a temptation to give some light-hearted quip about how this boy always causes him trouble, but he knows Yuji will internalize it, so he decides not to. ]
I guess ...? [ He's usually very forthcoming with his discontent, so yeah. ] What are you talking about?
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[ This isn't the kind of thing that Yuji worries about, but he can feel it weighing him down a little. It feels like he's going to misstep, or do something wrong, and it's not something that he can really deal with. If he does something that makes Nanamin mad at him, if he ruins this second chance... If he's really that much trouble to deal with...
A part of him wonders if it would be better for him to slip away and fight alone, or something, as stupid as it feels to think about.
Poking at his food absently, he makes a noise - a sigh - before he shakes his head and tries to laugh it off. ]
It's nothing! I'm just overthinking things, ignore it, okay?
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If there's something wrong, you can tell me.
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[ Yuji puts his food down, no desire to eat. It takes him a while to look over at Fushiguro, but when he does, he manages a little smile. It's real, and genuine, just... Smaller than normal. ]
Soon. Okay?
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Okay ... [ On to something easier. ] Are you finished with your food?
[ If so, he'll clean up for them both. ]
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[ Yuji leans back, resisting the urge to curl around himself, to sink into the bed and hide himself. Breathing out softly, he tries to offer Fushiguro a smile. ]
I guess I'm more tired than I thought.
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We've had a long day.
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So. Where am I supposed to --
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[ Yuji moves, wiggling over and patting the space beside him before he gets up to shuck off his hoodie. If he shows a little bit of his hips and stomach while he does so, well... ]
I'll grab you some more pillows, okay?
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Megumi's never slept in bed with a friend before. The closest he's come to having a cuddle was often with Tsumiki, when they were children, before he decided he didn't like to be that physically close with another body. Does he mind it right now? It's certainly awkward, and he doesn't know if Itadori feels the same (probably not). In the world of extroverted people, this might even be a completely normal thing. In his world, it's not.
He spots that hint of skin and turns his gaze away. It's nothing he's never seen before given that they've visited the public bath together, but it's a lot to deal with right now. ]
Yeah ... [ He's just going to lie there stiffly like a corpse im sorry ]
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Do you wanna do anything before we sleep?
[ Like read a book, or watch something... ]
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It's getting late. Do you feel better?
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He feels warm inside, and it's not just because of the blankets. ]
I do. It was kind of intense, but... You helped a lot. Thanks, Fushiguro.
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[ He just happened to be here, and he doesn't know how much help that gave really. Still, lying close to the other boy like this, Megumi can't help but notice the changed colour in his face. ]
Your face is red. Are you sure you're okay?
[ Nevermind that Megumi's face has also reddened... ]
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