03/20

Knight Yuji...

12:00am 12:01 am.

your phone vibrated against your pillow, pulling you out of sleep. squinting, you reached for it, barely registering the time—12:01 am—before kuroo’s name flashed across the screen.

kuroo: happy birthday, dumbass. i win.

you groaned, rubbing your eyes.

you: win what?

kuroo: being the first to say it, obviously. now open your door.

you blinked, still half-asleep.

you: no

kuroo: yes. i’m already here.

you froze. that woke you up. kicking off your blanket, you padded over to your window first, pulling the curtain back. and there he was—kuroo tetsurou, standing under the streetlight in his hoodie, a plastic bag in one hand, looking way too pleased with himself.

sighing, you grabbed your jacket and made your way downstairs, the cold air biting at your skin as you cracked the door open.

“kuroo.” your voice was flat. “what the hell.”

he grinned, stepping closer. “midnight birthday delivery. it’s tradition now.”

you raised an eyebrow. “you’ve never done this before.”

“exactly. new tradition.” he held up the bag. “onigiri and pudding, your favorites. got them fresh before the store closed.”

your heart did something weird in your chest, but you ignored it, arms crossing. “you seriously walked all the way here at midnight? just for this?”

he shrugged, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “it’s your birthday. of course i’d show up for my best friend.”

there was something in the way he said it—too casual, like he was brushing past something. the weight in his voice didn’t match the easy smirk on his face.

“you’re ridiculous,” you muttered, but you reached out anyway, taking the bag from his hands. your fingers brushed his in the process—just a second, barely anything—but it sent warmth up your arm despite the cold.

he didn’t move away, still watching you, still standing too close.

“you gonna make me stand out here all night?” his voice was quieter now, lower.

you swallowed, gripping the bag a little tighter. “you’re the idiot who came here.”

“yeah.” his smirk softened. “guess i am.”

for a second, neither of you said anything. the night air was still, the only sound your quiet breathing.

then, kuroo exhaled, stepping back with a lopsided grin. “alright, birthday kid. go eat before it gets cold.”

you rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest stayed.

“thanks, testsu.”

he shoved his hands in his pockets, rocking back on his heels. “anytime.”

a/n: “best friend” yea right 😒 kuroo have you a big fat hug after

@livteracts happy birthday gang

Just realized one of my favorite songs works SO WELL for itafushi…

debating sharing…

also debating using my ample free time to do something about it…

…

sooo... nonchalant - ITAFUSHI (part 1)

notes: literally everybody knows that megumi fushiguro has big, gay crush on yuji itadori. everybody knows. and megumi thought he was hiding it so well. LOL. this is kinda like coffee shop au, but not. just trust me guys. also university au! word ct: 1.5k

"please? i really need the hours and we're always packed on saturdays. just let me come in. i can come in late so labor won't be too high or whatever. like 9pm. just please." megumi was about ten second away from getting on his knees. his manager just stared at him, confused and exhausted.

"fushiguro... why do you want to work saturday night so bad?" his manager asked.

the manager knew why. hell, everybody in that damn gym knew why megumi fushiguro wanted to work saturday night.

"because..." megumi blushed, looking away. "because my roommate is having his girlfriend over and i don't wanna be home then..."

LIE!

it was because megumi fushiguro knows that on saturdays at 10pm, yuji itadori comes to the university gym for upper body day. and at 10:45pm, yuji itadori walks over to the university gyms smoothie bar and orders a 20oz strawberry banana smoothie with a scoop of protein powder and a handful of spinach. and then he sits down on the stools at the bar and scrolls through his phone for approximately 15 minutes before taking out the keys to his red 2019 bmw and going home.

"that's the only reason..." megumi gulped, avoiding the intense and all-knowing eye contact from his manager.

the manager rolled his eyes. "fine, whatever. just don't creep out the customers."

megumi sighed. "i'm not creepy. i'm normal... and chill."

he's not chill. he's totally crazy about this guy.

hair, styled. skin, moisturized. nails, manicured. teeth, whitened. it was finally saturday night and megumi was ready to see yuji itadori for work.

he walked up to the gym entrance, tucking his keys in his pocket and smoothing his unruly hair down as much as possible (it isn't possible). he walked behind the counter, clocked in, washed his hands and then made his way to the register. he looked up and had to hold in a scream. there stood yuji itadori. he was wearing sweat pants and a muscle shirt, that fit just right. hot! and it was... 9:32pm!?! he's totally early for his workout!

"what are you doing here?" megumi yelped. creepy! "i mean, what... can i get for you?"

"i'm just here to workout." yuji smiled at the boy. "but i think i'll just get a strawberry banana smoothie with... a scoop of protein powder and some spinach, please."

"sure, thing. just a 20oz?" megumi asked, already knowing the answer.

"yea, thanks." with that, yuji paid and then walked over to the waiting area. megumi made his smoothie quickly, thinking about that god-awful interaction and trying to decipher why yuji was ordering his smoothie over an hour early. and, god! he thought he looked hot after his workout, but seeing him before?! his shoulders were broad and his biceps were just perfect. and his hair was messy but not as messy as it usually was. and he smelled... so good. almost like strawberries-

"oh shit." megumi had overblended the smoothie. quickly, he dumped out the liquidy smoothie and remade it. paying closer attention this time.

"i’ve got a 20oz strawberry banana smoothie." megumi called out. yuji glanced up from his phone and made his way to the counter. megumi held out the smoothie and a straw, a small smile on his face.

"thanks, man." yuji took a sip after sticking the straw in. then he said, "you were expecting me a little later, huh?"

megumi's heart fell into his stomach. 'shit! he's onto me! he knows i know his workout schedule! i'm totally creepy... i need to quit this job and move to a different school. what is wrong with me-'

"uh.." megumi chuckled awkwardly and glanced around, trying to play it cool. "what, uh... what are you talking about?"

yuji slurped up his smoothie. "i usually show up to get this smoothie at like 10:45. but it's barely even 9:40. i'm early."

"oh..." megumi shifted. "i don't really pay attention to stuff like that. i mean, i see a lot of customers so it's hard for me to memorize that sort of thing." he lied like a rug.

"i see." yuji smirked. "well, i'm gonna go get these gains."

megumi nodded, watching him walk away. “oh, all the bicep curl machines are out of commission, by the way. some dude tore them up the other day…”

yuji stopped walking. 'oh no' megumi thought 'i eluded to the fact that he's working out arms today. if i have sooo many customers then why would i know he's working out arms?! god, my manager was right! i'm creepy! i can still drop out of university, i just need to talk to gojo first. he'll help me run away. where should i go... the other side of the country? no, that's not far enough. maybe i'll move the australia-'

"huh… thanks for the heads up. and i'll be back. i wanted to talk to you after my workout." yuji walked away. megumi was freaked way out.

yuji was totally gonna tell him off for being a borderline stalker, and that's totally fair! he needed to leave and fast. he spun around toward his manager's office only to come face to face with said manager.

"hey." megumi gulped. "can i..."

"yes, fushiguro. just go home." he sighed.

after being there for maybe 20 minutes, megumi clocked out and ran to his car.

yuj itadori was covered in sweat. he wanted nothing more than to go home a shower and go to bed. but he had to do this first. he needed to ask out megumi fushiguro.

now, yuji felt pretty confident about asking him out. it was obvious that megumi had a gym crush on him. the way he blushed and stumbled over his words and glanced at his body before making eye contact. it was all so cute. but he wanted to get to know megumi, for real. not the cool, nonchalant front he tried so hard (and failed) to put on. yuji was excited. he walked up to the counter with a big grin on his face.

"hi, what can i get for you?" megumi's manager asked.

"oh... uh, nothing. i thought someone else was working today..."

did megumi not like yuji after all? why would he run away after he said he wanted to talk to him? 'shit, i freaked him out...' yuji couldn't hide the frown on his face.

"expecting the black haired kid?" the manager said.

yuji looked up with big eyes. he nodded quickly.

"god... you two boys. you're stressing every employee at this gym out!"

"what? what do you mean?" yuji yelped, confused and dissapointed. "what did we do?"

"nothing! that's the problem."

with that, yuji gave up. he walked out of the gym with his head hung low. he'll just have to do it another day. if he ever sees him again. he didn't know what to do... he had to phone a friend. someone older, with experience with this kinda thing (the gay dating experience).

"hey, gojo!"

"hey yuji. what's up... it's been a minute!"

"yea... sorry about that. to be honest, i need some advice- if you've got time."

"yea, sure. i'm on my way to my younger brothers house but it's gonna be a minute. talk to me, kid."

yuji spent the next half hour babbling on about megumi, without mentioning his name. he talked about their interactions and how he always thought they were mutually flirting but when he went to ask him out, he got freaked out and fled the scene. now, gojo wasn't the smartest man on the planet but he was starting to put two and two together.

"so... what's this guy look like, anyway?"

"is that important?" yuji sighed.

"not necessarily. just curious about your type, is all." liar. he was just trying to confirm if it was megumi or not.

"well, if you must know- he's tall with dark eyes and dark hair."

that was all gojo needed. he chuckled to himself.

"we have similar taste then..." he paused. "well, it sounds like, to me, that the kid doesn't have a clue how you feel. he probably isn't great at figuring that kinda thing out."

"what makes you so sure?"

"just making assumptions." gojo slowly pulled into the driveway of megumi's apartment. "well, i'm at my brothers house. but text me. let me know if you need any more advice."

"thanks gojo. you sure know your stuff." yuji ended the call.

'yea, you have no idea, kid.' gojo chuckled to himself as he walked up to the topic of conversation's door step. he knocked softly. megumi answered almost immediately. he looked like he'd been hit by a bus.

"hey megumi." gojo smiled at the boy. "boy trouble?"

megumi blinked in confusion. "how'd you know?"

gojo sighed loudly. "how could i not?"

thanks for reading! didn't mean to make this two parts but trust, the second half will be out soon. reblogs are appreciated and i always love a good follow :3 thanks again! kisses!!!

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OMG ITS APRIL FOOLS I HAD A THINK MOMENT

ty for the tag

guacamole: i lalalove. with chips only..

olives: I FUCKING HATE OLIVES EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM OLIVE GREEN IS THE WORSE COLOR JUST LIKE THE TASTE OFBTHEM..

mangoes: i used to cry and gag everytike my grandma made me eat them w rice but now they ok

hummus: ok

tomaoto: NO I TRIED BABY TOMAOOTOS AS A KID AND hated jt

cannoli: i dont like the cream in those

ohh i have no moots other than u so @anyone 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔

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