wiping boyfriend! Yuji’s kisses away! ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
WC: 0.4k
an: you monster
“Bye Yuji, I’m going to pick up our food. Love you!” you looked down at your screen that was notifying that your guy’s food will be out in 7 minutes. By the time you get there it should be ready for pick up, might as well leave now.
“Okay, love you!” Yuji's eyes are glued to the tv screen, paying attention to whatever game he's playing. Fortnite ? Maybe Roblox? As you land your hand on his bedroom doorknob to leave he calls out your name.
“Wait! Aren’t you forgetting something?”
Fuck.
bestfriend!yuji who thinks that he has no chance with you (he definitely does)
fluff
it was getting entirely out of hand, to the point where megumi’s left eye had developed a microscopic, rhythmic twitch whenever all of you were in the same room.
there was a distinct difference between being a good friend and whatever it was that yuji was doing. yuji wasn’t operating on normal human frequencies anymore; he was a highly concentrated wave of devotion that required him to subconsciously monitor your exact coordinates, comfort levels, and nutritional needs at all times. the truly agonizing part of this whole situation was that yuji honestly, genuinely believed he was pining from a tragic, unrequited distance.
“man,” yuji sighed, his chin resting heavily on his arms as he slumped over the small wooden table in the break room. he looked like a golden retriever that had been left out in the rain, despite the fact that he was perfectly dry and had eaten three bowls of rice an hour ago. “i just... i don’t know how guys like gojo-sensei do it. how do you even get someone like that to notice you? she’s so cool. fushiguro, be honest, do you think she likes guys who can cook? i could learn how to bake those fancy little french pastries. the ones with the layers. do you think she’d like that?”
megumi didn’t look up from his book. he simply turned the page, his knuckles whitening slightly against the paper. “itadori. you made her bento this morning. it was shaped like a bear.”
Holy shit
Chapstick challenge with Yuji 𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯
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Yuji sits across from you, his eyes covered with a gray blindfold. He pursues his lips. His patience slowly runs thin.
“Are you going to kiss me or what?” He chuckled, with slight annoyance in his tone.
You hesitated, trying to find a good chapstick to start off. You bit your lip, deciding whether to give him a really good or a really terrible one. “Uhh…” you quickly grabbed one and opened the cap.
You coat the cola flavor on your lips, before pressing your lips together. This does not taste anything like cola, looking at the label. You moved on your knees on your bed for more of a comfortable position.
“Aw, this one is difficult” you grabbed Yuji’s shoulder softly, finally reaching for his lips. He doesn’t move surprisingly. When you kiss Yuji he usually responds with double the kisses you give him.
You squint at him, trying to find why he isn’t moving. Oh! He is actually trying to figure out the flavor. You pulled away. He licks his lip, before grabbing you back this time he holds for you a second.
He again licks his lips. His mouth agape for a second. “Cola.” He says. Your eyes widen.
“What the hell, how did you get that right?” He shrugs and smiles.
“I’m pretty competitive when I want to win.” You rolled your eyes.
“I don’t know. You are competing against me,” You shrug, picking up another flavor. This time you went for an absurd one. He laughs, not believing you.
“Exactly! I’m going to win for sure.” He says then tilting his head up waiting for another kiss. You give him a quick kiss, immediately pulling away. He pouts.
“That isn’t fair. Come back!” He says grabbing your shoulders. The kiss is a bit more sloppy. He stops and pulls away. Just staring at you with that stupid blindfold. His nose scrunches.
His nose bumps onto your lips. “Yuji!” You placed your hand on top of his shoulders. He smells your lip. He stops and pulls away.
“I don’t smell anything.” He tilts his head innocently.
“Well, you are supposed to taste it not smell” your sentence was cut off, his lips crashed back to you. A bit more aggressive. His hand holding your jaw in place. His lips looking for the answer.
“Fuck.” He groans softly against your lips, you clasp your thighs together. He pause and thinks.
“What kind of flavor did you get?” He pauses. “Let me taste it again.” He kisses you again. An idea struck his head.
“Wait, wait, wait I think I know!” His posture snaps up straight and perfect. His index finger up.
“It’s cherry flavor,”
“Hot Cheeto.”
“What!” He opens his mouth.
You shook your head and laughed.
“There’s no way,” he said in disbelief.
You placed a hand over your mouth trying to suppress your laughter.
“What kind of chapsticks did you get… freaking weird options. What is next? Booty sweat fart, oh jeez.” He cringed just at the thought of that.
You felt his confidence fade away. Exactly how you wanted it.
Soccer player! Yuji reading thirst tweets
CW: sexual themes duh.
Word count: 0.6K
Author note. We need more soccer au’s in the Jjk fandom ☹️☹️ especially when the World Cup is happening. I’m doing my fair share right now ☺️☺️
“Hey! My name is Yuji Itadori and I will be reading your guy’s thirst tweets. Let’s get right to it!”
Dude!
Megumi x f! reader
summary: Megumi comes to your dorm annoyed from the two idiots he is stuck with, and wants to relieve stress with his girlfriend, but you’re not giving it to him right away. After he finally gets what he wants he is interrupted by the very two people he was avoiding.
Cw: just making out :P