Megumi isn’t someone who shows his emotions easily.
At Tokyo Jujutsu High, most people only see the same version of him every day—quiet, serious, composed. Even when things get chaotic, he keeps that calm expression like nothing ever truly shakes him.
But you know that isn’t completely true.
Because with you… sometimes the cracks show.
Not often. Not dramatically.
Just enough for you to realize how much he trusts you.
It happens one evening after a long mission. The dorm is quiet, lights low, the world finally calm for a moment.
Megumi sits on the couch, elbows resting on his knees, head slightly lowered. His uniform jacket is half undone and there’s a faint bruise along his jaw.
You’re standing in front of him, close enough to notice the tiredness in his eyes.
You don’t say anything at first.
You just stay there with him.
After a moment, you gently reach out and brush your fingers against the bruise on his jaw.
“…Does it hurt?” you ask softly.
He shakes his head.
“Not really.”
But he doesn’t move your hand away either.
For a while neither of you speaks. The silence isn’t uncomfortable—just heavy with things that don’t need words.
Then Megumi exhales slowly.
And something shifts.
His shoulders drop slightly, like he’s letting go of the tension he carries everywhere else.
“…It was close today,” he mutters quietly.
You blink.
Megumi rarely talks about missions like this.
Rarely lets anyone see when something actually affected him.
You stay quiet, listening.
He hesitates for a moment before continuing.
“I thought… if something happened…” His voice lowers slightly. “…you’d be there.”
Your chest tightens a little.
Not because he’s afraid.
But because he’s admitting that thought to you at all.
Megumi finally lifts his head and looks at you.
There’s no dramatic emotion on his face. That’s not who he is.
But his eyes are softer than usual.
More open.
More vulnerable.
“…You’re the only person I’d say that to,” he admits quietly.
The honesty of it makes your heart warm.
Because Megumi doesn’t trust easily.
But when he does?
It’s absolute.
You reach for his hand, squeezing it gently.
“I know,” you say softly.
For a moment he just watches you.
Then, almost instinctively, he leans forward, his arms slowly wrapping around your waist.
Since you’re standing in front of him and he’s sitting, his head settles gently against your stomach, resting there like it’s the most natural place in the world.
He doesn’t say anything.
He just stays there, leaning into you quietly.
Your hands instinctively move to his hair, fingers brushing softly through the dark strands.
Megumi exhales again—this time calmer.
It’s a small moment.
But for someone like him, it means everything.
Because the truth is simple:
He doesn’t show his emotions to the world.
But with you?
He doesn’t have to hide them.