Megumi Fushiguro

Megumi Fushiguro

⋆𝙈𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚.˚

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Megumi never expected you to confess to him.
Your voice don't shake when she revealed your cursed technique—how you could create dolls, bind them to a person, and control their movements as if pulling invisible strings.
Megumi listened in silence.
Then, cold and honest as always, he refused you.
That was enough to break something inside you.
Anger burned through you as you left, his distant expression replaying in your mind. That same night, you began your work—stitching a small doll, carefully shaping it in his likeness, pouring cursed energy into every thread.
The next day, during a mission, Megumi felt it.
His body froze mid-step. His shadow faltered. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t move the way he wanted. A familiar presence pulled at him, gentle yet cruel.
You appeared from the darkness, holding the doll close to your chest.
I didn’t want it to be like this, you said softly. But if you won’t stay… I’ll make you.
Megumi glared at you, struggling against the invisible control—but for now, his body obeyed you will.