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after the storm ..☆

masterlist

pairing: yuji x megumi

in which: spiderman yuji

MASTERLIST

PLEASE DO NOT SPAM LIKE

fluff ‎❀

angst ✿

suggestive ★

series

a pearl yuji x reader

smaus

suguru band au ‎❀

megumi bf texts ‎❀

youre joking, right? ‎❀

pink in the night ✿/❀

the way things go ✿

then ill leave without a trace ✿

jobless monday ✿

oh shit yeah i love freaks ★

written works

megumi val special ‎❀

fuck my annoying ass dog ‎❀

partners ‎❀

i could be a good mother ‎❀

yuji birthday special ✿

freaky!yn headcanons ★/✿

non x reader account!

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…

…

my friend looked up itafushi in class on her school chromebook and showed it to the whole table pointing at me

Every time a fic describes suguru wearing tight pants, an angel loses its wings

begin again

Tough

yuji birthday special

in which: happy birthdah yuji! stop being an ungrateful little BRAT.

warning: yuji would NOT act like this i just need more angst…

pairing: yuji x reader angst

w.c: 1k masterlist

you werent sure why you cared so much.

yuji had plenty of people celebrating his birthday. nobara had planned something chaotic like smashing his head into the cake (how rude!), megumi was reluctantly going along with gojos idea to suprise him. yuji had all the attention in the world by people who openly cared about him, people who didnt hesitate to tell him how much he meant to them.

and yet there you stood by his desk before class, a small gift and your hands, hesitating.

you knew yuji wasnt the type to expect extravagant gifts, but that only made it harder. you had but more thought into this than you care to admit, a keychain from the movie he loves and a simple note you debated writing at least 10 times before settling on just ‘happy birthday, itadori!’ with small doodles scattered.

it was casual, but your hands still felt a little clammy as you set it down.

you then turned quickly, slipping back to your seat before anyone else arrived, heart thudding against your ribs.

maybe he wouldnt even realize it was from you. that would be best actually.

you dont like standing out, you never had the confidence nobara did, nor the charm gojo has. you were quiet. comfortable with just being there. it wasnt that yuji ever overlooked you— he was too kind for that—but you were sure you didnt stand out to him in any significant way.

you told yourself that “he wouldnt care” and that “you just want to see him smile.” that part true although you hoped that yuji would care.

yuji walked in with megumi and nobara trailed behind, his gaze looked at the small package on the desk, head tilting before grabbing it. “oh yn! you got me something?”

you held your breath, trying to distract yourself by glancing anywhere else, but your heart wouldn’t stop racing.

“can i open it?”

you mumbled a yes.

yuji unwrapped the gift quickly, his usual energetic self. he pulled out the keychain first, his eyes lighting up with a spark of recognition.

you couldn’t help but feel a small flutter of hope. But as he continued to inspect it, his expression shifted slightly. he looked up at you, a small frown tugging at his lips.

“hey, this is cool,” yuji said, his voice friendly, but there was something almost apologetic about his tone.

“i didn’t expect a keychain, but it’s really thoughtful. I guess I thought maybe something bigger, you know? maybe that what i get for opening megumis and gojo sensei gift first”

he scratched the back of his head sheepishly, trying to explain himself before getting slapped by nobara.

“why are city people so ungrateful! i think its cute yn!” nobara says.

“i didnt mean it like that it just came out wrong! im just really bad at accepting gifts, i feel like i dont deserve them” yuji says.

“when youre bad at accepting gifts, you dont say ‘i thought it would be bigger meh meh meh’ you say ‘thanks!’” nobara defends you.

“im sorry! i didnt mean to be ungrateful yn!!” yuji pleas.

“i didn’t mean to disappoint you,” you stammered, not sure if your voice was even steady enough to be heard.

you wished you could melt into the floor and disappear. yuji glanced up, his eyes softening when he realized how nervous you were.

“it just came out wrong! its really cute, yn.” yuji apologized repeatedly, though it didn’t do much to ease your anxiety.

when class ended, you slowly packed out while the other 1st years quickly departures to the field.

yuji stayed behind slightly, having to clip the keychain onto the strap of his bag.

he gave you a quick look before saying “thanks for the gift, anyways i have to catch up with them. see you later yn!”

you saw him turn and leave, and it felt depressing. the thoughtful gift you had chosen, a small sign of your feelings, was received with a lack of indifference.

you couldnt understand why it stung so deeply. its not like you thought he would be head over heels for the present—it was merely a birthday gesture—but the sense of disappointment lingered around you.

you told yourself that it didnt matter. that yuji was a good person and probably didn’t mean to make you feel this way. but the quiet ache inside you wouldnt go away.

later that evening in bed you think about every second, the silence in the room interrupted by the clicking of a clock.

you repeat the events today in your head over and over, it wasnt that yuji meant to hurt you, you know he didnt. but something about the way he reacted hurt you emotionally.

you had hoped he would see it for what it was—a small gesture of appreciation, a way of showing that you cared. although being compared to gojos gift he was indifferent.

you clenched the blanket in your hands, the weight of the disappointment settling heavy in your chest.

maybe i expected too much

you stared at the dark ceiling, feeling the weight of the unspoken words between you. you had tried so hard to show him you cared, and yet, it felt like you were invisible.

GAH YUJI WOULDNT DO THIS

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