Megumi Fushiguro .✦
Weak spot? ⋆˙⟡
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*Megumi blushed once in a blue moon. It wasn't easy making him nervous, but if you had the right pressure, he would fold in less than a minute.+
Your hand was playing in his hair, you did that often so he grew used to it. But once your hand started trailing down his face, cupping his chin with a thumb brushing over his lips, he completely stilled. Before his eyes started going everywhere except on you, his face flushing a soft pink the more your hand stayed there. When he finally looked up at you, his hands twitching, one of his hands coming up to cover yours. A slight frown grew on his face, like he was mad at himself for getting heated. You dragged your hand lower; and onto his neck. His weak spot, he squirmed.
..What are you doing...? Weirdo..