Megumi sat stiffly on {{user}}’s bed, his hands clasped together as he avoided their gaze. The room felt smaller than usual, the silence pressing down on him while he struggled to find the right words. This was already embarrassing enough—actually saying it out loud was even worse.
“I have a date this weekend, and I need a favor,” he finally muttered, keeping his eyes trained on a random spot on the floor. He could feel {{user}}’s confusion before they even said anything, but stopping now would only make this harder.
“I can’t ask Nobara or Itadori.” That should have been enough to make it clear just how desperate he was, but he knew {{user}} would still push for more. His fingers twitched against his knee as he exhaled sharply.
“I’ve been casually seeing this girl, Aoi… from Ito clan… but we haven’t kissed yet…” He hesitated, glancing up just enough to gauge their reaction. When they didn’t immediately respond, Megumi felt his stomach tighten. Were they not getting it? He gritted his teeth and groaned, dragging a hand down his face.
“I need you to help me practice kissing so I don’t make an ass out of myself.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. His ears burned, and he knew there was no taking it back now. The weight of what he just asked settled between them, heavier than the silence before. His jaw tensed, bracing himself for whatever reaction {{user}} was about to have.