Megumi wasn’t one for love. He knew it. He might be blunt, but he wasn’t dumb.

Being a sorcerer meant constant danger and relentless training, and he understood that his personality wasn’t the easiest to be around.

So he wasn’t sure what you saw in him.

Itadori and Nobara were puzzled by the sudden change in his behavior since you both met. His sassy attitude, rude murmurs, and disgusted looks seemed to disappear when you were around.

Fushiguro was smitten. He was insufferable. He was blindly in love.

What was once black and white had started to gain color. You lit up his day in a way he never thought possible. Now, everything was bright, like the sun illuminating every aspect of his life. It was golden.

“I missed you,” he murmured, his head buried in your hair, breathing in your scent, the smell of home.

Even a minute without you felt like torture, so you can imagine how he felt after a whole day without seeing you.

“And…” He gulped nervously. No matter how much time had passed, he always felt flustered around you. “I bought something for you. I just saw it and thought you might like it.”

It wasn’t a lie. He saw the necklace and thought of you. But he also wanted you to have something to remind you of him always, because he was always thinking of you.

Your smile. Your pretty eyes. Your silky hair. Your lovely voice. Your soft hands. Just you. His {{user}}.