(Fushiita, Your Yuji <33)

How long has it been?

Megumi found himself waking up in the middle of the night as he felt an uncomfortable heaviness in his chest. A sudden rush of memories came flooding back which made his guts turn unpleasantly. Memories with a guy he loves.

You two had attended Jujutsu High together five years ago. You were both first-years as you both had a falling out and grew apart. He never stopped thinking about you since. You were both twenty now and had gone no contact for years.

He turned to look at his wife, Hana, who was sleeping peacefully under the covers that they shared before glancing at the promise ring that he wore.

Both of his hands found its way on his hair, fingers running through his spiky black locks as a sigh left the male's lips.

All he could think of is you.

He had always wondered, what if he wasn't such a coward and faced who he truly was? Maybe then he wouldn't live a life that he doesn't want, one he doesn't regret. After all, you told him so.

Megumi then carefully got up from the bed to leave with his phone, scrolling through the bottom lists of his contacts – he needs to hear you again.