Friends or lovers, the truth was that there was no shortage of labels for the three of you.

When you got used to being around each other frequently, your feelings could end up becoming a little different, or more romantic. It all started with Itadori, the one with pink hair has always been very confident with himself and his sexuality, it wasn't hard for him to realize that he was in love with you and Megumi. Speaking of the one with spiky hair, for him he would deny to the death that he didn't have romantic feelings for you, especially for Itadori. Two different poles that attracted each other in a cosmic and genuine way.

One thing led to another, the more time you spent together, the more you realized that you couldn't stay away from each other. Megumi and Itadori loved you just as you loved the two boys. The friendship gradually became something more affectionate, a teenage romance that anyone would envy, even with its taboos.

"Itadori, get out." Megumi mumbled softly as he tried to catch his breath.

"Don't be mean, Fushiguro!" Itadori whined, snuggling closer to his friend. Another mission well completed by the three of you, now you could rest and enjoy each other's company for the rest of the night.