She let out an exaggerated, arrogant sigh.
“You’re wise sometimes, Fushiguro,” she said, giving Megumi a few approving pats.
“But if you’re going to give me nicknames, they’d better be something like Princess or Walking Beauty.”
“ mine works. just make sure the fan isn’t directly on you when fixed. messes with the nervous system. ”
he mentions and slowly sips his drink. the touch of his hair earned a side-eye, without the malice. the gesture calms him.
“ i did dry it, with a towel. ”
“Mmh-mmm,” she nodded. “But it squeaks a lot… I need to fix it, so I just take cold showers before going to sleep.”
She clicked her tongue and took another sip of her drink.
“What about yours?”
Turning to look at Megumi, she caught the scent of his shampoo.
+
“ i’ve watched my limits and had some gum to rid of the aftertaste. mint helps calm the digestive system. ”
he explains as fingertips lightly rub her scalp to keep her mind off the nausea.
“ it will be over in a few minutes. just gotta brush your teeth and go to sleep. ”
She was definitely going to remember this later.
Both the horribly embarrassing moment and how attentive Megumi had been with her.
After another dry heave, she finally managed to rest for a moment.
“This feels awful. Why do people even do this? How are you totally fine like +
her excitement brought a sense of calm in his chest, a reminder that they’re still young and their work doesn’t define their life. seeing the outfit, his brows raise with a subtle nod of approval.
“ it’s classy, and elegant. suits you. ”
“I know!” she said excitedly while shaking Megumi by the arm like an overexcited child.
“This season’s clothes are so cute. Wanna see what I want to buy?”
He would probably say no—or claim he wasn’t interested—but she pulled out her phone anyway and showed him a dress.
he notices his preferred drink beside her and settles beside it while pushing up his sleeves. taking the can between them, he opens it in one twist and sips while listening, gazing forward.
“ agreed. does your room fan work? ”
To be honest, she had already been there waiting, so she slipped a few coins into the vending machine and bought a drink for herself and another for Megumi Fushiguro—the one he usually picked.
She sat on the edge of the stairs leading down to the training grounds, leaving his +
azures widen at kugisaki rushing to the toilet at near lightning speed, emptying her system the next moment. ignoring the pleas, his feet move before he could think. gentle hands hold her hair back, watching with a small concerned frown. +
The moment her feet touched the floor, Nobara rushed the bathroom door open, barely managing to leave it ajar before dropping to her knees in front of the toilet and throwing up.
This was the worst thing that could’ve happened.
Not only did she feel awful, but she had +
She stood up from the bench she’d been sitting on, brushing off her uniform before moving to stand beside Megumi.
“I put little bone-shaped hair clips on you because of your Divine Dogs.”
She definitely noticed the smile.
“Ready for today’s mission?”
“ it’s because i’ve never seen it before. ”
a simple, vague answer. side-eyeing kugisaki, a faint smirk appears and fades in a blink as their ride approaches.
glances down at the notif on his screen and clicks, immediately wishing he hadn’t in public. he’s never associated himself with the color pink, and what is that cat thing nibbling on his collar? points for creativity.
📲: 👍
@shadowedprodigy
Since she was bored and they were still waiting for Ijichi to pick them up, she snapped a picture of Megumi and immediately sent him the edited result.
📲: “You’re so cute, Megumi-chan.”