Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
無下限__“ close your eyes, you don’t need to see this. ” /For Megumi or Yuji, whoever seems the most dramatic.
A moment passed, hesitation as jade green eyes flitted from Gojo's familiar shape ahead of him to the man on the other side, partially blocked from view by his benefactor. Megumi stalled, not wanting to look away, but not wanting to disobey a direct order. Not that this felt like an order, so much as a firm request. Firmer than Gojo typically was with him. There was a coldness to his voice that told the boy that neither he, nor this interloper, were going to enjoy what was coming.
The man across from them leered, too cocky for Megumi's liking. Clearly he didn't know what they knew- which was that he'd just waded into waters, much too deep and treacherous for his expectations. He wasn't the first "envoy" the Zen'in had sent after Megumi, but something in the primal part of his brain told Megumi he was about to be the last.
I'm not some little kid, he wanted to argue, despite the obvious truth. He was exactly that- but Gojo wasn't that much older than him, really. At least, he wasn't an adult either- not like this man. Maybe that's why the "envoy" was so badly underestimating them now despite Gojo's fearsome reputation. A flicker of a more appropriate emotion crossed his face when the older boy spoke, addressing Megumi rather than him. Like he wasn't there. Like he didn't matter. And truly? He didn't.
After a beat, Megumi allowed himself to fall a step behind his companion and with a solemn glance at the figure blocking their path, shut his eyes.