Then Ill Leave Without A Trace

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!!!

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

streamer au lovers come get y’all food :3

why do i feel like i know you…………………..

gulp

when all my fav smaus writers are older than the first years so they stop writing for them

no i’m still here

don’t stop… for me

Thank you to everyone who got me to 5000 likes!

im not leaving 😠

ok… so… i think im gonna put making fics as my last proity.. ill still be active bit i have state testing in may and i have to start doing 2 grades above test (cheer)

also its the last quarter and my math teacher hates me ig

not goijg on hiatus! ill start makijg smaus again may 4

or break

i hate state testing

how my dad feels after making me go to school for ten mins

i have an eye doctor appointment 10:00 hes taking me out at 9:30

bruh

dude does NOT wanna separated from his bf smh my head

im ok

i think i have assma i cannot breathe at all