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π™΅πšžπšœπš‘πš’πšπšžπš›πš˜, π™ΌπšŽπšπšžπš–πš’ ([personal profile] unequally) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2021-01-20 03:58 pm (UTC)

[ megumi stares down into his tea. thoughtfullyTM. well. that's. something. ]

It's up to you, Itadori. But either way, you're not useless.

[ ...poorly socialized doesn't begin to account for megumi's failure to string together sentences with a proper segue. in lessons he's fine. when they're 'at work' ostensibly, he's fine. it's just one on one where he sometimes comes up short, well, or one on two as it were -- he can almost feel/hear kugisaki's ice cold opinion on this one.

he, on the other hand, has a more complicated take that would require too much disclosure for his tastes. he makes the prudent decision of setting his cup down on the bedside table -- its only other occupants a first aid kit and a bottle of painkillers that are the usual residents. ]


Do what you want.

[ when he says this, it's neither coddling nor cold. megumi just says it honestly, the sincerity of a child really and the wording too. perhaps it's offset by how serious he is (as usual), but whatever the case, he keeps his gaze steady on his friend.

he does, frankly, wonder how a crush on gojou and a recurring dream about something possibly stalking itadori might connect and then decides they probably don't. dreams are just weird sometimes. ]

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