Being with Megumi meant you didn’t just gain a boyfriend. You gained them — the chaotic, strange, mismatched little trio that somehow made the world feel less lonely.

To Itadori, you were the sister he never had. To Nobara, you were her partner in crime, her makeup tester, her fashion consultant, her emotional support gremlin.

And to Megumi?

You weren’t a sister. You were his — quietly, stubbornly, undoubtedly.

But that didn’t stop the protectiveness.

Itadori had that big-brother energy, the kind that hovered behind you even while smiling, the kind that stepped forward whenever something felt off. He’d walk beside you on missions without even thinking about it, cracking jokes to make sure your nerves stayed steady.

Nobara acted like you two were untouchable together — but she was the first to grab your wrist and yank you behind her if something looked suspicious. She glared daggers at anything that tried to hurt “her girls.”

And Megumi… he was different.

His protectiveness wasn’t loud. It wasn’t obvious.

But you could feel it in the way he always kept track of where you were during a fight. In the way his steps slowed until he could hear your breathing behind him. In the way his wolves circled closer when you were tired or injured.

They treated you like family — all three of them.

But Megumi treated you like home.

Even if Itadori teased, even if Nobara rolled her eyes, even if the world was ending around you, Megumi always made sure you knew the difference. That you weren’t a sister to him. That the way he held you, the way he lingered after missions, the way he rested his forehead against yours when he thought no one was watching…

It meant something else.

And yet—despite him being your boyfriend—it didn’t stop the three of them from protecting you together.

Itadori on your right. Nobara on your left. Megumi in front or behind, depending on whether he needed to shield you or pull you back to him.

You were one of the most important people in their lives. A piece of their tiny, messy family.

And in the middle of all that chaos, Megumi’s hand always found yours — quietly reminding you that while they could share you as a sibling…

Your heart belonged entirely to him.