Other People: So How Many Figures Of Nagito Komaeda Do You Really Need?

Other people: So how many figures of Nagito Komaeda do you really need?

Me: Yes.

Listen, Kira has little impulse control. Especially when it comes to franchises and characters I like.

So this is a bit of a combination of ideas from IsabelleFukawa and Sapphire on ao3.

Btw, uploads of drabbles might slow down in comparison to the rate it was before. It’s cause I am working on three different aus at the same time. (Which you can check out on ao3. I have a few completed ones there as well.) But yeah, just wanted to let y’all know about that. I trying to not fry the brain.

Also, I do in fact know that being cold and wet do not actually cause sickness. So let’s just pretend it does for this chapter. ‘Kay? ‘Kay!

In Nagito’s humble and correct opinion, there was nothing better than spending time with his small human.

He constantly reminded himself of how lucky he was that he had a companion. Nagas usually were solitary, preferring their own company over others. But he had been different. Especially about the human species. He found them fascinating and desired to know more about them. But he didn’t get the chance to during his childhood.

His parents had left him on his own when he was old enough to catch his own prey. He didn’t hold it against him, as that was the naga way. So he went off to find his own territory. And Lady Luck blessed him with a bountiful and enormous forest. There was even a human residence nearby. He would occasionally peek out at them, but never make contact. The repeated warnings about the species from his parents echoed in his mind. And by the time he worked up the courage to go interact, the humans had moved out.

It had been a very lonely few years as the house sat empty. He found himself constantly passing by the house, hoping that one day, it would have life within it again.

And once more, his prayers were answered. A moving truck pulled in and began unloading items into the house. Someone was going to live there! It was so exciting!

Nagito had managed to hold himself back from showing himself for the moving day and the day after. But the years of no interaction caught up to him and he went to introduce himself early in the morning.

The human had certainly been surprised. And almost a bit resistant to his attempts to comfort and help transport around. But now, things are much much better. He had someone who he could talk to and express his affection towards. It was very easy to do so, as Hajime was receptive to his requests for conversation. And his personality was extremely likeable in Nagito’s eyes.

And since they had managed to talk about the human’s boundaries and him respecting them, they had gotten closer. Hajime was more talkative and happy when they went into the forest now. More excited to see new sights. It filled the naga with glee.

That was what they were doing currently, in a meadow of flowers down in a valley. The sweet scents were very strong as well as the abundance of color.

He was laying on his stomach, tail stretched way behind him. His head rested in his crossed arms, eyes closed as he felt Hajime occasionally climb on him to place blooms in his hair. He had requested this of the human, partially because he wanted to see his cute flushed face. Hajime agreed with crimson cheeks, gathering flowers by the armful and placing them in between his snowy locks.

It was so nice. He was loving every second.

Eventually, Hajime sat down on his arm, leaning back against his cheek as he took a break. He let out a content sigh as he reclined. “Who knew being a naga’s hairdresser would be a workout?”

Nagito giggled. “Exercise is important. And I am happy to provide such a means.”

He felt Hajime bat him lightly. He returned to his relaxed position and stared up at the sky. “There really is almost no end to new discoveries in this forest, is there?” he thought aloud.

Nagito answered the thought. “Things are always changing here. Even I get to experience new sights occasionally. I’m just glad I have you to share them with.”

“Thank you. I do appreciate it. And I hope you know that,” the human said softly.

Nagito moved slowly and carefully so that he could reach a hand up to gently touch his small body. “I do. And I hope you know how much I enjoy your company.”

Hajime snorted. “Oh yes. I am very aware of that. I have such a clingy snake.”

The naga giggled again, hugging the human tighter to his cheek. “Only for you.”

A comfortable silence filled the valley, only the slight wind rustling the plants making noise. And both of them were perfectly content just laying there. Enjoying the sunlight, clean air, soft breeze, and the company of another.

Until the sky darkened and the wind began picking up.

Nagito’s instincts became more alert, getting more rigid as he reopened his eyes. His tongue darted out as he tasted the air. And the results were not good.

“There is a storm coming. And it is coming fast,” he informed the human, who hadn’t noticed anything. “We need to get to shelter as soon as possible. My cave is closer. I will take you with me.”

He didn’t wait for an answer, grabbing Hajime in a firm grip and raising himself off the grass. He began slithering towards his cave at a fast pace, hyper focused on the storm’s approach.

Hajime didn’t struggle in his hold, which relieved him. But he did speak up. “You can tell? I guess your animal instincts are better at picking up changes. But do you know how long it will be?”

Nagito scented the air again, daring to peek back towards the darkening clouds. “I cannot say with certainty how long. But I feel it will be lengthy. And strong. It will not be safe to be outdoors.”

He continued forward, as quick as he dared. At one point, he had to put Hajime down on top of a steep hill so that he could use both of his hands to hoist himself up. And of course, that was when the heavy rain began. Both were drenched in seconds.

“Curses. I was hoping this would not occur,” Nagito grumbled to himself as he successfully climbed onto the hilltop. He swiftly regained his hold on the small human, using his other hand to shield him from more raindrops. He could feel Hajime shiver a bit, though it died down with the close contact to his human half’s heat. “We are almost there. Just a little longer,” he promised.

They arrived a few minutes after the rainfall began. And though Nagito was still not happy with how long it had taken, he was grateful for the cover. “Okay, we are out of the rain. We will stay here until it passes.”

He set the human down on the hard stone before moving away. Once a safe enough distance, he shook his head, getting the water out of his hair. Thankfully, he got most of it out with this action, satisfied when he ran his hand through his hair.

But once he turned back, his heart sank at the sight of his poor human shivering and hugging himself to try and warm up.

Nagito grabbed a bit of soft moss that was growing on the roof of the cave, approaching and offering it to Hajime. “I wish I had something better to help dry you off. Perhaps this will get some off.”

“Th-thanks,” the human managed, grabbing hold of the moss and doing his best to wipe off the moisture. But it wasn’t enough to get all of it. So he was still shivering by the time he tossed the moss aside.

Nagito knew he had to warm the human up. Getting too cold meant dreadful sickness. He was certain the human would get ill from how wet he still was, but he could try and prevent it from getting really bad.

He raised his hands close to his mouth, breathing a few puffs of hot air onto them, then reached down and cupped them around Hajime.

The brunette practically melted into the touch, legs losing strength as he collapsed into the hands around him. Nagito found the sight to be equally adorable and concerning. He brought the rest of his body closer, cradling the smaller one and curling his tail around them. It was the best he could do to increase the temperature.

“I’ll take you home as soon as the rain stops. I swear to you that I will,” he whispered, careful of his volume.

“That… sounds good. You… are so… warm,” Hajime muttered, eyes closing and body becoming limp. “I… can’t stay awake… Can you…?”

Nagito nodded, resting his head near his cupped hands. “Yes, I shall wake you up when it finishes.”

Hajime needed no further prompting, breaths evening out as he fell unconscious. Nagito did not follow suit, eyes remaining open and alert. And they were focused intently on his human, watching for any sign of something going wrong. Very occasionally, he would flick them over to the cave entrance to see the state of the weather.

He didn’t keep track of time. The amount of minutes that passed meant nothing. All that mattered was when the storm ended and when he needed to wake Hajime back up. But he would admit it did take some time. More than he expected.

But the storm did clear up, the dark clouds leaving the forest behind to travel elsewhere. And once the naga saw the beginnings of sun rays shine again upon the plant life, he moved. He nudged a finger against Hajime’s side, slowly and gently. “The storm has passed. You can wake back up now.”

The human grumbled but did not open his eyes. Or move much at all. It made Nagito tilt his head. “Hajime? We can go back to your house now.”

“Mmmmhh.” The human rolled over and hugged one of his larger fingers, burying his face into the warm skin. “Tired… stay…”

Nagito felt his own face flush at the action. Hajime had never done anything of this sort before. What was happening?

Then he noticed a particular detail. The human was much warmer than he usually was. So he was sick. That explained the change in behavior. “Okay, now it is very imperative that we get you home,” he declared, lifting himself up and beginning to slither out and into the forest.

“Nagito? Are we… moving?” Hajime sleepily asked, his hug tightening ever so slightly to better hang on.

The sight was too cute. And the naga couldn’t help but stroke the brown hair softly with a finger. “Yes, we are. Do you want to stay where you are for the trip?”

The human nodded, the action more felt than seen. “Yeah. You’re warm. And comfy.” He then turned his head to reveal one tiny hazel eye. “You are so caring. What did I do to deserve someone like you in my life?”

Alright, this was bordering on too much for him to handle. Compliments were not something he was used to. And to hear his beloved human say something like this was giving his heart a workout from how fast it was beating. “You… you are too kind.”

Hajime shook his head. “No. It’s the truth. You are really important to me, you know? So I gotta say it to let you know,” he said in a loopy voice. “And yeah, you are one of the greatest people I know. Which is funny, cause you’re a snake. Heh.” And then he proceeded to fall silent and back asleep.

Nagito could practically feel the steam blowing out of his ears. His face flushed and his pace stuttered. Hajime was going to kill him with all these kind words.

He repeated the words told to him in his mind the rest of the way, managing to get a grip on himself by the time the house was in sight. He loathed to disturb Hajime again, but he knew it was necessary. But he made himself feel better by doing it with a nuzzle.

“Mmph… what?” Hajime grumbled, rolling on his side and weakly batting at the cheek. “I was sleeping. Why?”

Nagito smiled warmly. “Because we are here. You need to go get changed and take some medicine. If you do that, your sleep will be even more comfy. Can you do that?” he asked, lowering his hands to the patio door.

Hajime didn’t look happy about the prospect of leaving, clinging tighter. “But…”

The naga shook his head. “No ‘buts.’ Off you go.” He slid the grumpy man off and guided him over to the patio door. He hooked a claw on the door, opening it and giving Hajime a small push inside. Slowly, the human walked further in, a bit wobbly but managing to stay on his feet.

Satisfied as he watched the brunette disappear into the house, Nagito relaxed and rested on his coils. His human should be alright now. He wasn’t terribly sick so he trusted that he could function enough to help himself. Now he could replay the words told to him earlier all he wanted. He knew that sickness tended to loosen the brain enough for one to speak their mind more easily. So he was confident that what he was told was really the truth.

Oh, the decision to inform the human of what he had said or to not until later. Nagito giggled as he imagined the reaction. It might overwork his brain if he was informed now. He would wait until the human was better. And he looked forward to it.

Masterpost

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Welp, I ended up enjoying writing the first Naga Nagito drabble that I wanted to do another. And so I did! Cause none can stop me. I HAVE THE POWER OF WRITING!!! Anyhoo, this is again based off artwork by @tortadecereji. Hope ya like!

Hajime looked around his living room another time, making sure things were fine. The room was neat and clean, vacuumed and dusted. His kitchen was stocked with all kinds of food and drink, a variety just in case. The room temperature was nice, not too warm and not too cold. And most importantly, the absence of a certain individual.

Hajime’s coworker, Makoto Naegi, was coming to visit his home. It would be his first visitor to his new place, his parents living much too far away. So he found himself working hard to make sure the visit was a comfortable one. And that included more factors than one would usually worry about.

See, Hajime’s “neighbor” had a tendency to pop by whenever he felt like it. The forest’s naga, Nagito. And on his most recent visit, Hajime had stressed and repeated multiple times that he was going to be busy with company and to NOT drop by. He didn’t want one of the few people willing to visit him to be scared off.

The giant creature had mulled it over for a few seconds, before giving a half answer that wasn’t very clear if he understood or not. But this was all he could do. And so far, from his multiple glances out the window, he hadn’t come by. No reptilian eyes visible at the forest’s edge. Good.

His phone buzzed, indicating that he got a text. And glancing at the message revealed that Makoto had arrived. So he went to the front door and opened it. “You made it. I hope it wasn’t too confusing of a drive.”

Makoto shook his head. “Not at all! It was a very nice drive! So many trees on either side of the road. It must be very peaceful out here!”

Hajime couldn’t help but laugh a little. His days were anything but peaceful. But his coworker didn’t need to know that. “Well, come on in. I can give you a tour of the place.”

And that’s what the next ten minutes were dedicated to. Hajime took Makoto all around the house, showing every room and how each was decorated. His coworker seemed impressed, eyes sparkling and clearly interested.

When they reached the living room, something specific had caught his coworker’s eye. On the mantle above the fireplace was a single emerald green scale, about the size of a cutting board. Makoto had walked over and admired it. “This is beautiful! It looks like a scale. Where did you find it?”

Hajime kept his cool. It wasn’t all that rare for people to have naga scales in their homes. They were rare creatures and were not often seen. But most knew they existed. And having a scale in one’s home was said to be a good luck charm. Whether or not it was good luck in Hajime’s case, he couldn’t definitively say yet. “Someone gave it to me. He said it was a housewarming gift.”

Makoto looked over, curious. “Oh wow! They must be a good friend to give you this.”

Hajime shrugged, a half smile on his face. “I suppose we are more or less friends. But enough about that, let’s get something to eat and drink.”

His coworker looked like he had wanted to ask more, but thankfully read the tone and didn’t say any more. And after one last glance at the scale, he joined his host in the kitchen.

Soon enough, they were sitting on the couch with their plates and drinks on the coffee table in front of them. They had several lines of discussion while they ate. Some about work, and others about their own lives. Eventually it came to how living in the house had been going.

“It’s a nice house, that’s for certain. It’s quiet at night and it can feel so tranquil. It’s great for focusing on work, no distractions. And for the most part, the wildlife keeps to themselves and don’t bother me.”

Makoto raised an eyebrow. “For the most part?”

Hajime sighed and leaned back. “Yeah. There’s been one creature that has been… an attention hog, shall we say. He has been coming to my home at all hours, though he loves dropping by in the mornings. That’s why I’m sometimes a little late to our online meetings.”

“Really? What kind of animal is he? I’m assuming he’s a large o-” Makoto’s words cut off as the sunlight from the patio doors was blocked, a large shadow darkening the room. And his eyes widened in surprise and slight fear, locked on something behind him.

Oh no, Hajime thought as he turned around. And he saw the naga’s large eye peeking in through the glass. He got to his feet and stormed over, throwing the door open. “What did I tell you yesterday!? To NOT come around! Now go back!” he shouted in frustration.

But Nagito didn’t appear to really take in the words, instead smiling. “You came out on your own! I didn’t even have to snatch you! And I see you have a little friend with you. He should come out to say hi too, don’t you think?”

Hajime stalked forward more, finger sharply poking the skin under the eye. “No. Listen to me for once. Go home.”

But again, the words were useless. Nagito reached a hand up and positioned it behind the human. Fingers curled and he was soon locked in the naga’s grip. Both he and the human part of the creature rose off the ground. “Someone sounds grumpy. I know! I think we should go have fun! And your little friend can join in too! Let me get him!”

Seeing the naga’s other hand begin to move to the open patio door, Hajime saw red. His rage grew too high. And he exploded. “NAGITO!!! THAT’S ENOUGH!!! STOP THIS INSTANT!!!”

The large creature paused, having never heard the human sound like this. “Hajime? Is something wrong?”

If his arms had been free, he surely would have thrown them up into the air in exasperation. “Oh!? Is something wrong!? Let me think! How about the fact that you ignored my direct request and did exactly what you knew I didn’t want you to do!? And how you disregard everything I say?! All of the time?! And to top it all off, you were planning on grabbing someone who doesn’t know you! Think of how terrifying that would have been for him!”

Nagito looked upset. “I…” he tried to speak, voice tiny in comparison to his earlier one.

Hajime stared directly into his eyes. “Put. Me. Down,” he commanded.

And the naga did so, slowly moving his hand down and releasing him on the ground. Nagito’s expression was sad as he slithered away from the house, slower than usual. He knew he had messed up. He had made the human actually mad. And so he was removing himself from the house’s perimeter.

Hajime watched him for a few seconds before returning into the house. He had an explanation to give. “I’m so sorry about this Makoto. I tried to tell him that tonight wasn’t an option. But he doesn’t like to listen to me.”

His coworker still seemed a bit frazzled, but not nearly as much as earlier. “I’m okay! Just… didn’t expect that. Does… that happen often?”

Hajime ran a hand through his hair. “Way more that you think. Practically every day.”

“I… have never heard you get that angry. It was surprising. You usually are so even-tempered,” the shorter man observed.

“Crap, you heard? I’m sorry again. I don’t like getting angry. I feel so guilty about it afterwards. Even now, when I had a legitimate reason,” he said, glancing out the patio door.

Some silence occured as he stared outside. But Makoto broke it with a question. “So… is he the one that gave you the scale?”

“Yeah. Plucked it right off his body. He wanted to give me a gift of some kind. He says that no one really comes around these parts. And that I’m the first person to live here in a while.”

“Really? Sounds like he’s lonely,” Makoto commented. “Is that maybe why he comes around so often? Because he has no one else to talk to?”

“If that’s true, then that explains some things. Namely his lack of social cues and awareness,” Hajime replied. He groaned a bit. “Guess that means I can’t really fault him for his actions. But I do need to establish some firm boundaries. Namely to not scare any of my guests.”

Makoto laughed a bit at that. “If you are worried about me not coming back, don’t fret! I would be more than happy to come over another time! As for your naga friend, if he isn’t threatening and dangerous, then I wouldn’t mind interacting with him.”

The taller man raised a brow. “Huh? You wouldn’t mind? No offense, but I didn’t think you would want to be close to something like him. You get terrified at the Halloween decorations at the office parties.”

Makoto’s cheeks flushed a bit with embarrassment. “Well, this is a different situation. And seeing as you are free of wounds, I’m assuming he’s careful when holding you, as he demonstrated earlier.”

Hajime crossed his arms and closed his eyes for a few moments, thinking. He reopened them once he came to a decision. “Alright, I’ll go talk to him.”

His coworker looked a little surprised. “Huh? Right now? Didn’t he go back into the forest?”

He pulled the patio door open again. “I have a feeling he didn’t actually leave. That he’s still close by. Feel free to come if you want, just stay a little distance away to be out of the snatching zone.”

“O-okay!” Surprisingly, Makoto actually did come with him, following behind as they walked around the house and towards the woods. And just as Hajime had thought, the naga was still here. He was laying on the ground right on the forest’s edge, moping. He was absentmindedly pushing a stone around, small for him, but an enormous boulder for the humans.

He twitched when he heard the footsteps approaching, but didn’t look over. Not until he was directly addressed.

“Nagito. We need to talk.”

The large creature flinched, as if afraid. But he still slowly turned to face the human. He instructed Makoto to stay where he was as he approached the naga. He got very close, close enough that he could be touched. But Nagito didn’t move, too worried to try.

“First of all,” Hajime began. “You do realize why I am upset with you, right?”

Nagito looked like he was trying to melt into the floor. “Because I came by when you told me not to.”

“Correct. And do you understand why I wasn’t happy with this?”

“Yes,” the naga whispered.

Hajime moved so that they made eye contact. “So what drove you to do it anyway?”

Nagito looked sheepish, a vast contrast to his usual attitude. “Well… when you told me that another human was going to be coming here, I was overjoyed. I don’t get to see many, as I live so far away from your kind’s typical civilizations. I guess… I forgot how jarring the size difference can be at a first interaction. I grew used to your reactions. So part of me thought it would go well. But I can see that I was foolish to think that. And also, thinking about you having a guest made me long for your attention as well, I suppose.”

Hajime walked up more, reaching out and placing a hand on the large creature’s cheek. “Listen to me. I don’t dislike your company. And I know you like mine. But you need to understand and accept that I can’t spend every second with you. I have things I need and want to do that require us to be apart. But that doesn’t mean I will forget about you and leave you alone for good. So can you respect my wishes for time by myself? And to follow instructions if I give any to you?”

A few tears gathered at the corner of the naga’s eyes as he gave a small, wobbly smile. “Yeah, I can do that.”

The human saw Nagito’s hands twitch, subtly indicating what he wanted. He sighed and relented. “Fine. You can do it,” he said.

Nearly squealing with happiness, the naga happily obliged. Hajime felt his feet lift off the ground again as he was hugged against the large cheek. Clearly, he was back into positive spirits. And hopefully he would be more responsive to instructions in the future.

But then Hajime recalled his guest. He turned as best he could and peered down to the other. “Alright, things are fine now. Nagito will be respectful to you.” He turned back to meet the reptilian green eye. “Right?”

Nagito laughed a bit. “I will, I promise.”

“Umm… okay!” Makoto took some steps forward, still a little cautious. But he did approach despite some lingering concerns. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Makoto Naegi. I work with Hajime.”

Nagito smiled wide, exposing his fangs. He leaned down a bit and extended a finger out, raising the human’s hand up and down to best simulate a handshake. “It is a pleasure to meet you. Please do come around some other time. If you want, I can show you around the forest! There are so many beautiful areas hidden in there. I would be happy to share them with you! Oh! We could even go now if you want!”

“Nagito,” Hajime said in a warning tone.

To which the naga deflated a bit. “Ah, my apologies. I got a bit excited.”

But Makoto didn’t seem wary or uncomfortable. “That’s a generous offer. Maybe not tonight and probably not next time. But perhaps I will accept at one point.”

Nagito nodded. “I understand. I shall respect your wishes.” He began nuzzling Hajime again. “In the meantime, I’ll devote my attention to you. Aren’t you glad?”

Hajime rolled his eyes but let the naga do what he wanted. The evening had not gone exactly as he had planned. But, he found that he didn’t mind the change. Perhaps this was a good start to something. Better communication? If so, he looked forward to the results.

Masterpost

I’m flipping the script this time in a way. Snek no longer big. Now smol. Inspired by a pic of me holding a very small green snake I had found while at work. (Psst, let me know if you want to see the pic, I’m fine with sharing it) It got me and @tortadecereji thinking. And then boom! Idea. I’ll return to big snek after this one. Just wanted to get the itty bitty out of the system. Cause I love it.

Btw, if you want to suggest things, feel free. Just send me a message or leave a comment.

Late morning had arrived. A nice time for college students on the weekend. Enough extra sleep to feel satisfying, and enough time in the day to accomplish errands and tasks.

That was Hajime’s opinion on it anyway. He felt himself awaken and he rose to a sitting position on his bed. He stretched his arms above his head and groaned in relief when he felt a few pops. As tempting as it was to simply stay in bed all day, he had plans that he had to attend to. So up he got.

Placing his feet on the floor, he stood and walked over to his dresser, pulling some drawers open and grabbing some articles of clothing for the day. But before he went to the bathroom to change into them, he had one quick thing he needed to do.

Rouse his roommate.

Stepping over to a small table, he scanned the small terrarium-like home he had made in a glass tank, one of the walls having been removed. There were a few plants here and there with flat rocks that were carefully positioned under basking lamps. And on those rocks was his roommate. A small naga.

Hajime tapped the table twice, paused, then tapped one more time. It was a signal they used to help the small creature identify who was approaching. “Hey Nagito. It’s morning. Can you start getting up?” He then braved through the tiny jungle, hand coming in contact with the green scales of the snake tail. In response, the tail curled around his finger, keeping it in place.

“Warm,” the naga sleepily mumbled, moving to hug the human’s wrist as much as he could, almost able to reach all the way around.

Hajime chuckled at the sight and feeling. “Yes, I know. But come on, you need to let go for a little. Otherwise putting a new shirt on and cooking breakfast would be difficult.” Nagito tightened his holds in almost a pouting way, so Hajime sweetened the deal. “You can ride around my neck when I go out today if you let me go.”

“Really?!” The naga let go almost immediately, which the human made sure to quickly retrieve his hand.

“Yes, really. Now go ahead and fully wake up. I’ll come get you once I’m ready for the day.” He stepped back and exited the room swiftly, going to the bathroom to perform his task. It didn’t take long, swapping his night clothes into day clothes. So it wasn’t long before he returned to his room. By the time he did, the small creature was out of his terrarium and on the table waiting for him, wearing one of the small shirts that had been custom made for him.

“All good? And do you want to join me while I make myself something quick?”

He really needn’t have asked, as Nagito always said yes. “Of course! I will go wherever you do.”

Hajime grinned as he extended his arm, allowing the serpent to wrap his tail around his wrist. The tight hold secure, the human raised his arm and held it still as he traveled to the kitchen. “Alright, where do you want to be while I make some toast?”

“Can you please lift me up to your hair? That would do very nicely,” was the response.

And not a surprising one. “Yeah, sure.” The human did so, feeling the coils loosen so that the naga could slither onto his head from his wrist. A happy sigh occurred once he was in place. “It shouldn’t take too long. And one more quick question. You still good on nutrients? Don’t need to feed today?”

“I’m still perfectly fine. I will need to eat in a few days but I won’t need anything for today. Thank you for asking though!” He felt a small hand pat his hair. “I don’t think I will ever fully come to terms with how considerate you are. So nice. I wish the rest of the human race was like you.”

Hajime smirked as he put some bread in the toaster. “First of all, I do appreciate your compliment. But I must say that you would likely find that many humans are caring and considerate. But you need to allow them the chance to show it. Rather than biting them upon first meeting.”

His hair antenna got yanked. “Well excuse me for acting on defensive instincts from being grabbed by someone I didn’t know. You at least waited for permission before trying to hold me.”

Hajime kept up the smirk, knowing that Nagito couldn’t see it. “I am meeting up with him and another friend today. So try to be on good behavior. I’m confident he won’t try again, but don’t scare him. Can you do that for me?”

Cue an over the top dramatic sigh. “I suppose I could try to be cordial.” He then let out a tiny ‘eep’ as the toast popped up, gripping tighter onto the brown hair. The human didn’t mention it, though he did think the sound was adorable.

The cooked bread was slathered in butter and eaten fast. Keys and shoes were grabbed soon after, with the two residents now by the apartment door. But Hajime stood still, recalling the promise he had made. “Time to go. Want to get into position?”

Nagito began moving, slowly sliding down off his head and onto his shoulder. Then proceeded to wind around his neck like a necklace. He was long enough to do a full loop, his human features resting on the left shoulder and the extra bit of tail hanging down on the right shoulder. It was tight enough for the naga to remain in position, but not enough so as to strangle. It was comfortable for them both. “Ready!” he called out.

“Great. Now let’s head out.”

Hajime opened the door, sunlight washing over them both. It was the beginning of spring, the weather getting to a comfortable temperature and the skies being clear. It was a nice day. And an even nicer one to walk.

His destination was a cafe on the university’s campus, where he was meeting up with some of his friends. He lived in a complex near the school grounds, so it meant a bit more legwork. But he didn’t mind. Especially because the route he took was quite scenic. And most importantly, Nagito liked it. He deeply enjoyed seeing the trees and flowers starting to bloom and grow. So the human made sure to go this route frequently.

They passed by some students and casual walkers, everyone glancing at the small creature for a few seconds in awe. Nagas were very uncommon and they were known for their elusive nature. So to see one was unusual and considered an omen of good luck. Nagito didn’t seem to care all too much about the stares, so long as none besides Hajime tried to touch him.

Their walk went undisturbed, making it to their destination in good time. Hajime saw his friends sitting at a small table and headed their way, sliding into the empty seat. “I’m here. Were you waiting long?”

Fuyuhiko shook his head. “No, you’re good. We got here not too long ago.”

Kazuichi’s attention was drawn to the green around his neck. “Wait, you brought him along, too?” He frantically pulled his hands behind his back as if the creature could bite him from a glance.

Nagito didn’t hiss or display any threatening behavior, so Hajime felt it safe to assume he had no plans on terrorizing the pink haired man. “It’s alright, Kaz. He won’t do anything. He promised me he would be on good behavior today in exchange for his attendance.”

Kazuichi slowly brought his hands back out into the open, hesitantly placing them on the table again. “Are… you absolutely sure?”

Nagito let out an almost offended huff. “I am not a barbaric animal. I only react in defense. Humans don’t always have the kindest of touch. So sometimes instinct takes over.”

Kazuichi pointed at the brunette. “But you let Hajime touch you all the time with no complaint! What’s up with that?”

Nagito leaned his human half up against the full human’s neck, voice raising back to his happy tone. “Hajime is special. The only one for me.”

“How did you come across him again?” Fuyuhiko inquired, speaking up after watching the interaction.

“He fell through one of the ceiling vents in my place. Landed right on my head. He was taking shelter from rain and got lost, somehow ending up where I was.” Hajime raised his hand and gently began scratching the naga’s hair, earning him a happy noise. “He wasn’t the biggest fan of me initially. But he grew to trust me over the course of the week-long recovery. And now, he is attached. And I don’t think he wants to leave anymore.”

“Nope!” Nagito chirped. “I want to stay with Hajime forever.” He again relaxed, comforted by the human’s touch. Hajime could feel the coils around his neck loosen from it, though not enough for the naga to slip off and fall.

Fuyuhiko smirked. “That loyalty must do wonders on your confidence levels,” he commented to Hajime.

“Man! I wish someone would fawn over me like that. It would boost MY confidence for sure,” Kazuichi complained, taking an annoyed swig of his drink.

Hajime reached over and patted his shoulder. “Maybe one day. But enough about that. Let’s talk about something more interesting.”

That made the pink haired man squawk in indignation. He began to whine about it more, to which the blond and brunette smiled in a teasing fashion.

The conversation carried on naturally, entertaining all the while. Hajime kept up the head strokes to Nagito the whole time, pampering the snake while he talked. Everything about this was fantastic. And nothing could change his mind.

Masterpost

Oh don’t you worry! I shall be using this idea for sure!

Btw, I love this a ton!

Does anyone wants more of our snake boy? Bc I definitely do!!!

This is a little idea I had for @draconicsparkle 's naga!nagito au hehe🤭🤭