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The morning sunlight looked completely different on the pink walls. Brighter, more vibrant. Colourful. And if you really wanted to be silly, like Yuji.
A ray of sunshine shining through the pink. The perfect way to describe him.
Your eyes slowly drifted over to the clock on your bedside table. Eleven in the morning. Not too bad. Your legs were still aching from your mission yesterday. But the rest did you some good.
With a great amount of effort, you managed to shove yourself out of the covers and plant your feet on the cold floor. They really needed rewards for this. Waking up was no easy feat.
Actually forget about rewards. The realization hit you hard.
Your freaking room was pink.
Principal Yaga was going to kill you.
That gave you a much needed energy boost - something that even coffee wouldn't have sparked from you. Your feet were moving and a hoodie (most likely one of Yuji's that he left) was thrown over your pyjamas.
Yesterday Yuji had mentioned something about Megumi having paint thinner for some reason. And no doubt, the black haired boy would be wide awake at this hour.
Megumi was an early bird. Absolute weirdo, but you loved him regardless.
Except for when he randomly showed up in your room to drag you out of bed for some morning training session. During those moments, you want nothing more than to shove your fist through his face. Thank goodness for your immaculate sense of self control.
The Fushiguro boy really didn't understand how lucky he was.
You stumbled out of your room, hoodie pulled snugly around you, and made your way down the familiar hallways of the dormitory. The pink walls were a stark reminder of the bet you'd lost to Yuji, but somehow, they were growing on you. Maybe it was the morning light casting a soft glow, or maybe you were just too tired to care.
You reached Megumi's room and knocked lightly, hoping he was still there.It wasn't long before the door swung open, revealing a bleary-eyed Megumi rubbing his eyes.
"Oh hey pumpkin. What's up?" he mumbled, his voice still heavy with sleep.
Guess he had a late night too.
"Morning, Megumi," you greeted, trying to stifle a yawn. "Do you happen to have any paint thinner lying around?"
He blinked at you, clearly still half-asleep. "Paint thinner? Uh, yeah, I think so. Why do you need it?"
You explained the situation with Yuji's prank, and Megumi's expression shifted from confusion to mild amusem*nt.
"Classic Yuji," he chuckled. "Come in, I'll grab it for you. Ignore the snores. Yuji's still asleep."
You followed Megumi into his room, the familiar scent of ink and paper filling your nostrils. Books and scrolls were scattered across his desk. As per always, his side of the room was clean. Yuji's side was a mess.
was a testament to their personalities — Megumi, the calm and collected one, and Yuji, well, the complete opposite.
"Thanks, Megumi," you said as he handed you the bottle of paint thinner. "I really appreciate it."
He nodded, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "No problem. Just be careful with it, okay? It's strong and the last time I used it I damn near knocked myself out."
"I'll be sure not to do that." For a second your eyes widened, "Wait, why do you have this any way?"
Megumi's smile turned sheepish as he scratched the back of his head. "Oh, uh, it's a long story. Let's just say I had a little mishap with a paint can a while back and needed to fix it."
You raised an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. "A mishap with a paint can? Do tell."
"Let's just say I lost a bet with Gojo-sensei a while back."
You couldn't help but laugh at Megumi's admission. "Lost a bet with Gojo-sensei, huh? I can only imagine what kind of trouble that got you into."
Megumi nodded, a rueful smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, let's just say it involved painting my room in neon colors. Not my proudest moment."
You chuckled, picturing Gojo painting Megumi's room. It was a mental image that was both hilarious and slightly terrifying. Note to self: don't make a bet with Gojo.
"Well, at least you managed to fix it," you said with a grin. "And now you're coming to the rescue with paint thinner for me. You're a lifesaver, Megumi."
"Whatever pumpkin. If you need a hand, come back. I'll wake Yuji up for you."
"It can't be that hard." You looked at the bottle in your hand before turning back to Megumi. "Can't I just throw this on the wall?"
Megumi's eyes widened in alarm. "Whoa, hold on there. The hell did you just say? Throw the paint thinner on the wall???? Are you out your mind! You know what," the boy snatched the bottle from your hand, "I'll do it for you. You'll kill yourself if you try. Give me two minutes."
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True to his word, Megumi showed up to your room two minutes later in a worn out sweater and pants.He held the bottle of paint thinner with a look of determination on his face as if he was waging war on the pink walls.
Hell, he might have been judging by the amount of vehement hate he was glaring at your walls with.
"Hey pumpkin." The boy gave you an almost heart melting smile. "You can step out the room if you want. This thing stinks bad."
You childishly plopped yourself onto your bed. "Hell no! I wanna watch! The Megumi Fushiguro fixing my walls for me? Your fangirls will totally freak!"
Megumi chuckled, shaking his head at your antics. "Alright then, suit yourself. Just be prepared for the smell."
And sure enough, the smell hit you like a truck. It was nauseating, disgusting, vomit inducing, toxic, devastating. Worse than when Yuji shoved your face into his pitts after a training session.
Megumi wrinkled his nose, clearly affected by the overpowering scent. "Ugh, I forgot how bad this stuff smells."
You laughed, waving a hand in front of your face. "Yeah, it's definitely not pleasant. But at least I'm not going to get my ass kicked by principal Yaga!"
While you couldn't see his face, you were certain he laughed. If only a little.
The thinner was effective in cleaning up your walls. In the cumulative time of an hour (and lots and lots of cursing) the walls were back to their natural beige.
Megumi wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, looking satisfied with the results. "There we go, good as new."
You breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful for Megumi's help. "Thanks a million, Megumi. I owe you one. Plus this gets me out of buying dinner for Yuji!"
He waved it off with a smile. "No need for thanks. Just glad I won't have to attend your murder trial now, pumpkin."
You chuckled at Megumi's comment. "Yeah, that would have been a messy trial. Thanks for sparing me that."
And you weren't fully sure what overcame you. You hopped onto your tippy toes, planting a soft skin against the supple skin of Megumi's cheek. The effect you had was almost instantaneous. The tips of his ears turned a light pink, his face turning bright red. The boy sheepishly waved you off.
The black haired boy grinned, giving you a playful punch on the arm. "Well, pumpkin. If I knew if you would do that, I'll ask Yuji to paint your walls more often. But seriously, please don't let Yuji drag you into any more of his bets, alright?"
"No promises."
-🌸-
Yuji knew. The second Megumi walked into their shared room, the pink haired boy was glaring at him.
"I said I would fix the walls for her. You didn't have to go." Yuji slipped out of bed and threw a shirt over his head. "How was it? Anything interesting?"
"Got a kiss on the cheek. You smell like her shampoo."
Yuji flushed. "Shut up. It's probably just the paint thinner your smelling."
"Bullsh*t. I know the smell of her shampoo. Sukuna, Yuji lying?"
A mouth popped up on Yuji's cheek. "Yeah. Yuji's full of sh*t."
