please don't go (megumi x reader)

8

"Why the hell did I do that?"

Megumi was regretting confessing to you at the party. That's so cliche and cheesy for someone to tell the person they like how they feel under the moonlit night, like who even does that in real life?

He had his head against the wall, ready to bang it as he was contemplating on whether he should go to his sister for advice. Something like this has never happened to him before in his life, so this is all very, very, very new to him. Megumi hasn't even heard your answer to his question/confession yet, because Nobara appeared out of nowhere before you were able to speak. Not only that, but he completely blanked out afterwards despite not drinking as heavily as his friends to begin with. What was going through your mind when he confessed his feelings for you?

Megumi groaned and paced back and forth— now that he's thinking about it, he might have not been as clear as he wanted to be. Not only that, but you knew that he drank a bit. He even admitted to you that he isn't a strong drinker, what if you thought it was the alcohol talking, not him?

'If I told you that I like you, what would you do?'

That was basically a hypothetical question, so now his mind is spinning regarding the fact that you probably didn't think he was being serious, like dead serious. His phone is sitting on his bed... so maybe he should text you abo-

Nope. Not a chance. That just seemed like a childish move to pull. If he wants to be clear, he would need to do it in person... but the thought of him clarifying himself right in front of you rosied his cheeks. He was barely able to do it the first time around, and now he has to do it again because he's stupid to not be clear enough? Megumi's entire body tensed up, and now he was beginning to feel a pressure against his skull.

The way that you looked when he told you was so difficult to read, Megumi's never seen you so puzzled before. Of course you were confused, because how could you be into someone like him? He did it out of his own impetuosity with no regards to how you feel. That was probably the last thing you were expecting out of a party that was supposed to be fun. He ruined it for you. He massaged his temples as he kept going in circles about the situation— he's getting annoyed at everything now.

His eyes wandered his room, trying to find something that he could focus on to get his mind off of everything, but they ended up landing on the birthday gift that was from you. Megumi hasn't opened it yet, he feels like he doesn't even deserve a gift from you because of the definite confusion that he certainly caused for you. After a few minutes, he was staring at it intensely now, examining and appreciating how neatly the box was wrapped from afar. Curiosity got to the best of him, and for some reason, his heart began hammering against his chest. Megumi wants to open it. He made his way to it, held it gently in his hands and sat on the edge of his bed. The little bow that was attached was one of those premade ones, and imagining you attempting to make a bow by hand but it not working in your favor made him chuckle. Ripping it open with no actual care felt like a waste to Megumi, so he tried to delicately rip the wrapping paper as carefully as he could. After the wrapping paper was completely removed from the box, he started getting nervous about actually opening it.

It was a gift for him, from you. Sure he's grateful for all the other presents he received from his friends, but this is from the person he likes. This has never happened before. As much as he would like to just open it without a second thought, he wanted to treat this differently. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he felt his face get a bit warmer. His hand hovered over the top, ready to take the cover off. It could literally be anything from you, and he'd be so happy. Once it was opened and he saw the contents of the box, he held back a smile— a poorly made black dog plushie was your gift to him. He thought about how you went out of your way to make him something for the second time, and heat was beginning to creep all the way up to his ears. Megumi fell back onto his bed and brought his hand to his mouth, as his face continued to overheat.