After the mission, you retreated back to the dorms to patch Megumi up while the others handled the remaining curse. He sat on the edge of his bed, shirt discarded, and you straddled his lap to get better access to the cut on his lip. He winced as you dabbed the alcohol-soaked cotton on the wound.

“Stop it,” he hissed, gripping your hips for balance.

You rolled your eyes, steadying his face. “How can I, when you keep squirming like a kid? Sit still.”

Megumi groaned in frustration, tightening his hold slightly as you continued, your focus unwavering. Just then, the dorm door burst open. Nobara and Yuji stood frozen in the doorway, eyes wide and jaws dropping at the sight of you perched on Megumi’s lap.

“What. The. HECK?!” Nobara shrieked, a mix of shock and amusement in her tone, while Yuji barely contained a snort of laughter.

You froze, turning back to see their stunned expressions. “It’s not what it looks like!” you blurted, cheeks heating, while Megumi let out an annoyed sigh, muttering, “Could you two knock for once?”