@valictini Sent This Over To Me With No Warning. And I Absolutely Love It! Look At The Two Gods Having

@valictini sent this over to me with no warning. And I absolutely love it! Look at the two gods having a nice tea time!

Thank you so much for it! It’s so cute!

For those confused, it’s based off a note I made in Lost Souls chapter 12. It’s linked on my masterpost if you wanna check it out!

PUPPER!!! GIVE HER ALL THE PETS!!!

And iiiiits puppy time!!! More from @draconicsparkle 's naga au

Nagito has a puppy now!!

Chapter here. Go read it!!

Octopath Traveler is an amazing game. A true gem. It’s sequel is just as impressive, if not more.

But there was one little thing that bugged me. I couldn’t find any g/t for it. Which is honestly super shocking. I expected there to be SOMETHING. But nope, not this time.

So I cracked my knuckles and made something myself. And I hope it provides good entertainment to those who share my interests!

A huge thank you to @astraldragons for listening to my ideas and beta reading/editing this.

More SCP au!!! You love it! I love it! We all love it! At least, that’s my hope!

But yeah, this one is fluffy. Very very fluffy. Hehehe.

Seriously though, go look up some of the flowers that are mentioned later. They are crazy!

There were many parts about living in one of the SCP Foundation’s facilities that were less than ideal, even dangerous at times. But the most dangerous event by miles was when there was a containment breach.

They didn’t happen very often. But when they did, it was a terrifying experience.

At least, that’s what Hajime imagined most felt. He, however, felt safe when this occurred. A benefit of being an apocalyptic monster’s sole companion.

The red lights began flashing, the sirens piercing as they screeched, warning all about the containment breach. Typically, SCP-49878 wouldn’t bat an eye at the occurrence. But thanks to that nightmare he had weeks ago, he was now very much on edge. He had teleported behind Hajime the second it began, hugging him tight to his chest and growling.

Hajime, understanding very well the fear he was feeling, leaned back into the embrace. “It’s okay, Nagizuru. I know you won’t let anything happen to me.”

His words did seem to relax the entity a bit, but not fully. “So long as we are in the facility, you are in danger.” Then he gasped, as if an idea had just came to mind. “But if that is indeed the case, then the answer is so simple.”

Hajime hummed, curious as to what the idea was. “And the solution being…?”

“To not be in the facility!”

Nagizuru took a small step back, separating them just enough for him to turn the human around. Once more, Hajime was hugged tightly to the entity’s chest, habitually closing his eyes as he guessed what was about to occur.

Sure enough, the familiar odd and dizzying sensations occured, indicating to him that they were teleporting. And when he reopened his eyes, he saw that they were no longer in their apartment-like living space.

No, they were somewhere much different. A small grassy field on a mountain. The sky was blue with small puffy clouds floating lazily by. Other mountain peaks were visible in the distance, piercing the sky. And absolutely no sign of civilization anywhere. It was an untouched paradise.

“Nagizuru… this is beautiful. Where are we?” Hajime asked with wonder in his voice. Nagizuru allowed him to separate as he took a few steps into the grass.

The entity’s smile looked more genuine as he replied. “This is a location I keep secluded. No human or destructive force is permitted access to this place. It is where I spent much of my time prior to meeting you. And now, I share its splendor with you.”

Hajime’s eyes widened, looking around with a new appreciation. “You’re sharing your special place with me?”

Nagizuru stepped closer to hold his hand. “Of course! You are my one and only. And you deserve only the best.”

Hajime’s cheeks flushed red, feeling a bit overwhelmed at the outright declaration of affection. “I… I’m not sure how to respond…”

The SCP grinned. “Just knowing you are at a loss for words is more than enough for me. Now then, please enjoy yourself! I’ll prepare something for us and I’m sure you will find me when it’s ready. Feel free to explore. I assure you it’s safe.”

The entity then disappeared right in front of his eyes. Leaving him alone on the mountain. But he didn’t fear, as he knew Nagizuru wouldn’t have done this if any danger was present. So he took a stroll, admiring the sights around him.

He walked alongside a small stream, the sound of trickling water present as he swept his gaze across the land. Magnificent trees that must have been centuries old. Small and delicate flowers peppering the grass with bright colors. And the distant mountain ranges that had been there for who knows how long.

Hajime understood why Nagizuru came here and protected it. It was the most beautiful place he had ever seen.

His walk lasted about 20 minutes, not a second unappreciated. He stepped around some large bushes obscuring his path to see the entity waiting for him. He was sitting on a red checkerboard cloth, a basket beside him and plates full of food already laid out. So this is what he had meant by preparing something.

“So out of curiosity, did you make this beforehand or did you conjure it into existence as soon as you disappeared?” Hajime asked with a smile, approaching and sitting down on the cloth.

Nagizuru grinned in return. “Does it matter? It tastes the same regardless of method.”

The human shrugged. “I suppose it doesn’t.” He accepted the glass of cold lemonade handed to him, taking a sip and delighting in the taste. “That hit the spot.”

“I am pleased to hear it. Have whatever you want, there is plenty,” Nagizuru told him, repositioning himself to sit next to Hajime. He laid his head onto the human’s shoulder, closing his red eyes and relaxing.

Hajime let him stay there while he ate for a few reasons. First, it didn’t impact his ability to eat and drink, so he didn’t see a reason for removal. But the secret, more prominent reason was that he found it… endearing. But he would never admit that out loud to the creature. He wouldn’t hear the end of it if it got out.

So Hajime finished, eating and drinking his fill of the delicious lunch that had been made for him. He stroked the white hair next to him when he was done. “Do you need anything? I didn’t see you eat.”

Nagizuru reopened his eyes, looking up into the hazel. “I do not require any sustenance at the moment. I take it you are done?” Seeing the human’s nod, he snapped his fingers and the cloth and supplies vanished. “Now we can walk together. There’s plenty of time, as I don’t believe the containment breach shall be finished for a couple more hours,” Nagizuru informed him as he lifted his head and stood up.

“Okay, that’s fine with me,” Hajime replied, grabbing the pale hand and allowing it to pull him to his feet. The two stood side by side, admiring the view in front of them. “I’ve never been to a mountain range before. I didn’t realize how much could grow at such high altitudes. There were some nice flowers back near the water. Have you seen them yet?”

Nagizuru tilted his head. “Flowers? Like these?” He waved his hand and a patch of multiple flowers grew at their feet. He pointed to each one. “Those purple ones are Snowbells. The orange are Fire Lillies. Yellow are Rhaetin Poppies. And the pink are Pink Cinquefoil.”

Hajime looked at the entity in amazement. “You can make flowers grow?”

The words sparked a hint of inspiration in the red eyes. The grin grew wider. “Oh, I can. I know much about this world’s flora. So, my dear Hajime, would you like to see some interesting specimens this planet has to offer?”

He spread his pale arms wide, beckoning the wildlife to answer his call. An explosion of color occured around them, the grass hidden beneath the carpet of flowers. There were so many, of all colors, shapes, and sizes.

Hajime found himself spinning around multiple times, trying to take it all in. “There’s… so many! How? Can some of these species even grow on mountains?”

Nagizuru laughed. “Several of these species would normally not survive in this environment. But that’s not a problem for me. They shall grow and remain here, for our viewing pleasure.” He grabbed Hajime’s hand, tugging him over. “Now, let me show you some of my personal favorites.”

And they were certainly some bizarre ones. There was a purple flower with what looked like twisted whiskers around a yellow center. A Passion Flower. There was also a small white flower that was shaped like a sea star, with white wispy bits sprouting from the five petals. A Snake Gourd Flower. And a very strange looking dark flower that looked almost like some kind of alien insect. A Black Bat Flower.

And there were several others that Nagizuru introduced to him, reciting their names and place of origin as they went along. It was a fascinating experience, Hajime learning so much. And he could tell that the SCP was enjoying this as well, getting to share his knowledge with another who wanted to listen.

After some time, the two wished to give Hajime’s legs some rest. So they sat down among the Forever Susan Asiatic Lilies, staring into the rainbow field around them. This time, Hajime leaned his head on the other’s shoulder. “This was amazing. I feel so incredibly lucky to have been able to witness this.”

Nagizuru stroked his short brown hair. “If any individual is lucky, it is me. Having all the knowledge and power in the world but no one to share it with is lonesome.”

Hajime sighed, the touches soothing. “There are some humans that would desire to horde all that for themselves and lock it away. Not to be seen by any eyes other than theirs.”

“Greedy and selfish. And foolish, too,” Nagizuru stated. “If only they knew how wonderful it feels to be able to show off your abilities and wealth of knowledge.”

Hajime snorted. “Oh, I know you love showing off. Like a peacock displaying his feathers to impress potential mates.”

The SCP laughed. “Whether or not that’s my intention, I’ll leave that up to you to figure out. For now, rest. We may return here any time you wish.”

Hajime felt his eyes begin drooping. He wasn’t sure if the tiredness was influenced by Nagizuru’s powers or by his own exertion, but he didn’t care too much. He breathed in the sweet scents surrounding him, relaxing into a peaceful daytime nap.

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Medium was the most voted for selection! So here we go!

Including some other characters! And some I’m sure you all will like!

And part of it was inspired by something I saw in the mountains. Have y’all ever seen a snake puddle? It’s wonderful. Does anyone want to see the pic? Let me know!

Nagito woke up on his large bed groggily. He never was a morning person, and it always took him so long to fully regain consciousness. A vast contrast to his housemate, who he could hear moving around in the kitchen somewhere below him.

He sat up, stretched, and got out from under the covers. He lazily shuffled over to the wardrobe, picking out an outfit for the day at random. He didn’t care, his brain wasn’t caught up yet.

Once properly dressed, he headed down the stairs, yawning the whole way. The scent of bacon wafted through the hallway once he reached the stair’s base, making his stomach rumble.

“I heard that. Come in and sit down. It’s almost done,” Hajime called out from the nearby kitchen.

Not wanting to disappoint, he did so. He entered the kitchen to see the naga preparing food. His tail took up a ton of room, but he was able to maneuver around with no issues. He had lots of practice.

So not concerning himself with how Hajime was doing, Nagito sat at the table. A glass of water with his pills on a napkin awaited him. It made him smile, as Hajime knew exactly which he needed. It made him feel cared for.

He must have spaced out, as suddenly a plate with steaming hot food was placed in front of him. Muffins, eggs, toast, and bacon with a glass of orange juice alongside the water. “Before you say anything, yes I am aware you probably can’t eat this all. But try to eat as much as you can, okay?”

Smiling wide, Nagito took a second to thank everything in the world for his companion. “So kind. So generous. I hope you know that I appreciate all you do for me, right?”

Hajime rolled his eyes. “Oh, I know. You thank me endlessly every time. Now eat. I’m determined to get you to gain a few pounds before your next doctor’s appointment.” He tapped the glass of water with a claw. “And take these. Eat a bite first then take them.”

Nagito nodded, picking up his fork and cutting a section of the eggs. He ate the delicious food, savoring the taste for a few moments. He then took the pills, washing them down with the water.

Seeing this relieved the naga. “Good. That should help.” He crossed his arms on the table near him and laid his head on them. “I’ll finish what you don’t eat. So it won’t go to waste.”

“Taking a breather before they arrive?” Nagito asked in between bites, unable to resist ruffling the brown hair.

Hajime grumbled, but didn’t attempt to escape. “Yeah. They will probably want to eat some cooked food since they haven’t had it in a while.”

Nagito pulled his hand back, reaching for his glass of juice. “Do you think… she has made up her mind yet?”

A reptilian hazel eye opened. “About what you asked her last time? Yeah, I’m sure she’s decided by now. And I have a feeling I know what she will choose.”

Nagito set down his glass after taking a sip. “Whichever decision she comes to, I shall respect it. She’s important to you, and thus is important to me. The same goes for your brother.”

It was quiet for the rest of breakfast, Nagito managing to eat more than half the plate by the time he pushed it over to the larger creature. “This is yours now. Thank you for the food.”

“That’s more than last week. A good sign. We are getting you to a healthy weight,” Hajime commented as he took the plate. Nagito could see the beginnings of his jaw unhinging. “I’ll clean up this and then start on lunch preparations. Want to go watch for them at the door?”

The human stood up and pushed his chair in. “Yes, I can do that.” He turned and walked to the living room, not turning around. While he found it fascinating, he knew Hajime was a bit self conscious about showing him his fully open jaw. So he left the room to ease the other’s discomfort.

He reached the glass patio door, unlocking it and opening it up. He breathed in the clean air, relaxing and gazing out to the vast forest in front of him.

There was about half a mile in between his home and the forest’s edge, but he could still tell it was an amazing forest. He owned the forest, and he fully intended to keep it protected. He hoped it would one day become a refuge for Hajime’s kind. A safe haven, away from prying eyes and hunters' traps.

And speaking of Hajime’s kind, he saw some familiar shapes moving near the forest’s edge. Their movements rustled the plantlife as they moved. And soon they were out in the open.

Two nagas. Each one very different from the other.

The smaller one was female. She was wearing a loose hoodie that was a bit big for her. It resulted in her sleeves completely covering her hands. Her silver hair was frazzled, as if she had just woken up. Her scales were light pink with darker pink splotches. Chiaki, a coral snow corn snake naga.

The other was much, much bigger. He was wearing a pristine white button up shirt that had somehow escaped getting dirty in the forest. His hair was long and luxurious, looking like a model’s. And his tail was also extremely lengthy, decorated with black scales. Izuru, Hajime’s sibling and a black mamba naga.

Mostly.

Nagito smiled sadly as he recalled what Hajime had told him about his brother. They were born in captivity, and scientists had tampered with Izuru’s egg. Hajime had served as the control in the experiment. The experiment being to inject DNA of a completely different naga species into an egg and see what hatched.

In a sense, the experiment had worked, as Izuru had hatched with the body and venom of a black mamba. But his brain was also changed by it’s embryonic confusion of what he was supposed to be. His emotions were stunted and they would never develop.

But he ended up being incredibly intelligent. So intelligent, that he managed to trick the scientists into believing he was docile and stupid. And once their guards were down, he broke himself and Hajime out. They had fled to these woods, getting accidentally separated. Which is how Hajime had found his way to Nagito’s home.

Thankfully, after some time, the brothers had been able to reunite. Izuru had found another naga, Chiaki, and had been tended to by her. They had become friends, and Hajime joined that once they met and talked.

Nagito had kept out of the initial contact, not wanting to interfere. And he would have been fine if no contact ever happened. He understood it was hard for them to trust his kind after all they did to the naga species.

At least, that had been the intention. But Hajime had grabbed him and carried him to his brother and friend. He had been flustered and nervous that entire encounter, being held like that the whole time. But luckily, they had accepted him.

So now they dropped by every once in a while to visit him and Hajime. To which Nagito welcomed them with open arms.

That was why they were making their way to the mansion. Though they were taking their time. Nagito was fine with this, as he had nothing to do today. So he just watched from his location, hearing the sounds of activity in the kitchen from the brown naga.

Chiaki and Izuru reached him after a bit, slithering up to him with no hesitation. “Hey Nagito. Good to see you,” the pink naga said, rubbing her cheek against his in greeting.

“Good to see you as well. How have you been?” he asked in return, stepping aside to let them in.

“Sleepy,” she replied, yawning wide. Too wide for a human.

But Nagito wasn’t disturbed. “Somehow, I expected that.” He turned to the black naga. “And are you doing well, Izuru?”

A nod. “Yes.” His tongue flicked, red reptilian eyes scanning the inside. “Is Hajime in the kitchen?”

“He is. He’s preparing food for lunch. Though I am not sure what.” Nagito waited until every scale was indoors before closing the glass door. “Please make yourselves at home. Let me know if there’s anything you need.” He pointed to a large crate near the fireplace. “And the vials are over there if you want them, Izuru. Clean and organized and ready for use.”

“Excellent,” the black mamba stated. “I shall do it before I leave.”

The reason for the vials was so that Izuru could inject venom into them. He produced a lot, being a black mamba. And he had decided to donate his venom to antivenom research. He didn’t need all of it, so he figured he might as well give it to someone who could use it. Proof of his change of heart on humans. Well, some of them. He definitely wasn’t planning on going out into the open.

But putting that thought aside, he went over to a room on the side and opened it up. “There’s more pillows in here. We can cover the entire floor with them. So there’s plenty. Grab what you need.”

Chiaki slithered in, grabbing an armload and carefully maneuvered out. “Soft. And comfy. You always have the best stuff.”

Nagito scratched the back of his neck. “I’m glad you approve. I want my guests to have the best.”

Chiaki dumped her armload on the ground, then turned to look at him. “Hey, about your offer… have you changed your mind? Are you sure it wouldn’t be a problem?”

Nagito shook his head. “There’s plenty of space and I have no shortage of money for food and other items you may need. If you want to, you may stay here like Hajime. You can have more opportunities to play games. I know you like them.”

Chiaki smiled. “I do. They are fun.” She glanced back at Izuru, who nodded to her. She returned to looking at Nagito. “Then yes. I accept.”

The human clapped his hands. “Wonderful! I can place orders for whatever you would like in your room. And I’m sure Hajime can give you a hand in setting things up.”

“I heard that! Are you volunteering me for work?” the brown naga shouted from the kitchen before entering the living room with his hands on his hips.

Nagito grinned at him. “Oh, don’t take it that way. It’s just that you are so strong and smart and wonderful. I thought you would be well suited for the task.”

Hajime blushed. “Nagito! Cool it with the compliments!” He sighed and looked over to his friend and sibling. “So Chiaki’s moving in? Good to have you. I’ll be sure to show you around if you get lost. It’s a pretty big house. And Izuru? You’re sure you are okay with her leaving the forest?”

The taller naga shrugged. “It is fine. I can handle myself well on my own. My visits here will be more frequent now, but I do enjoy living out in the trees.”

Hajime and Nagito each gave him a nod in understanding. The offer of housing had been extended to him as well. But he had politely turned it down. He enjoyed his pure freedom out there. And no one in this room wanted to take away his source of happiness.

Hajime cleared his throat. “Well, change of subject. The food is in the ovens. They will take about two hours to bake. So we can relax while we wait.”

Chiaki got a mischievous look in her eyes. “Does that mean…?”

Hajime nodded, also looking mischievous. “Operation Puddle shall now commence.”

Nagito was very confused. “Wait. What is-”

He didn’t have time to finish his question. He felt Izuru wind his arms around his midsection, raising him up and off the ground. He was lifted high up, the mamba tail allowing for Izuru to ascend to great heights. Nagito froze, holding tight to the arms around him.

Down below, he saw blurry shapes as Hajime and Chiaki moved quickly. There seemed to be an unspoken signal when they were ready, as Izuru lowered him back down. He was soon surrounded by warm snake tails of brown, pink, and black. It was incredibly warm and comfortable. Hajime’s head was on his left shoulder, Chiaki’s was on his right. And Izuru had laid his human torso on top of his legs.

“Ah, so this is what you meant by Operation Puddle,” he said, causing the nagas to smile.

“We are all going to rest. And that means you are too. You aren’t going to run yourself ragged while everyone is here. This ensures that,” Hajime explained with a smirk. He closed his eyes soon after, settling in for a nap. Chiaki and Izuru followed suit. Soon the human was the only one awake.

He laid there in the middle of the circle of snake tails, staring up at the ceiling. If he had told his past self that this would happen, he was sure he would not believe it. Gaining the trust of not one, but three nagas? And all cared about him?

He sighed happily as he got comfortable. If this was a dream, he certainly didn’t want to wake up.

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A suggestion from sweet hearts cakery! A very cute idea for sure!

A staple of many fics with vast size differences. Wondering how it would be if they were similar heights. Both angsty and cute at the same time. Though I’d say this is more on the cute side.

Hey you!!! Yes, you!!! I need your ideas! Please share them with me!

While the twins were preparing and consuming a wonderful smelling dinner at the human’s home, Nagito found himself lying out in the grassy open area and staring up at the sky. He had turned himself so that he was laying on his back, gold belly scales facing up and his head resting against the soft dirt. He never tired of watching the stars, a gorgeous painting of light on a dark canvas.

He loved it when the moon was full and no clouds were present. Such a pretty sight with all the stars. He heard from Sonia that other places closer to human cities didn’t have as good of a view. Something about artificial light. But he didn’t care to analyze the reason for it. He just considered himself immensely lucky to be blessed with his forest and its natural treasures.

The only thing that was unfortunate was that he was alone to see this. Sonia and Gundham were at the eccentric human’s residence in the woods and the twins were occupied in the brunette’s home. And while he understood that humans fed themselves much differently than his kind, he couldn’t help the loneliness. His life partner was in a place he couldn’t reach. And a thought popped into his mind, one that was not new. What would life be like if he was smaller? If they were of similar sizes? Would their relationship be different?

He shut his green eyes, taking a deep breath and releasing it. The calm and stillness were encouraging his body to doze off. And he saw no reason to refuse the call. So he slowly drifted away, his last waking thoughts entirely on his human.

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“Nagito. It’s time to get up.”

The naga groaned and buried his face in his arms, wanting to continue his rest.

“Come now, don’t be so stubborn. It’s late morning. You can’t sleep the day away.”

The voice above him kept insisting. But not yet! He was still very sleepy.

“I see. Guess I have no choice but to do this.”

Nagito jolted as he felt someone card their hands through his hair. Nails gently scratched at his scalp, making him let out happy noises in response. “Feels… nice…” he sleepily whispered, tilting his head for a better angle.

“Glad you think so. Maybe you can have more of you get up and come with me.”

It was tempting, so very tempting. He guessed it wouldn’t hurt to do as the voice said if he got more head scratches. So he slowly blinked his eyes open, adjusting to the light. Though once the haziness cleared, he shot up suddenly. “Hajime? Wait, why are you…?”

The brunette tilted his head eyebrow raised. “Why am I what?” he asked, at eye level with the naga.

Nagito wasn’t able to reply for a few moments. Hajime… was the same size as a naga? Or was he now more human-sized? He still was in his normal body, as he felt and saw his emerald tail. But somehow, there was no massive size difference. Magic? A different universe? Or something else?

Whatever the reason, he did not care. This was an opportunity that he would not waste. “Nothing. Pay no mind to my earlier question. Can you please lead the way? I’m still sleepy and need a handsome, reliable guide to help me.”

Hajime rolled his eyes with a blush. “If you really want me to, I can’t say no. Come on, let’s go,” he said as he held a hand out. Nagito stared at the hand, slowly slotting his own on top of it. So similar in size now. His were only slightly longer, but he was able to grab hold without fear. He squeezed the hand, smiling when he felt a squeeze back. Hajime laughed a bit. “You’re acting like you haven’t held my hand before. Do you like doing it that much?”

Nagito squeezed again, meeting the hazel eyes. “I would never tire of holding your hand. All the touches we share are special.”

“I think so, too.” Hajime tugged on his hand, silently requesting for the naga to follow him. To which Nagito was more than happy to do so. They traveled through the house they were in, though Nagito didn’t recognize any of the decorations or furniture. It was as if they were in a totally different house. But he didn’t pay it much mind, as he was enjoying this so much.

They finally reached a large open room, with a few chairs and a tv on the wall. “Here. We can relax in this room together.”

Nagito smirked as he moved in closer. “Hajime. Did you wake me up only to relocate me to this room? Did you perhaps miss my company?”

Hajime rolled his eyes, though his cheeks were still tinted red. “And what if I did? Are you complaining?”

The white hair bounced as Nagito shook his head. “Not at all. It’s perfect.” Then he finally went for it, something he had wanted to do for so very long. He wound his arms around the human’s body, hugging him tight. “It’s just as wonderful as I imagined. I’ll never forget this feeling,” he whispered to himself, closing his eyes and nuzzling into Hajime’s neck.

He felt the human’s strong arms wind around his back, one on his upper back and the other tracing the area where skin met scales. “Clingy, aren’t you? But I can’t blame you. I’m crazy about you, too.”

Nagito sighed blissfully, lowering both himself and his beloved onto the floor. He laid him down on his coils, making sure he was comfortable as he did. “This okay?” he still asked.

Hajime began petting his locks again. “Couldn’t wait til we got to the couch? I’m fine with that.”

Nagito leaned into the scritches, whining happily. “So good. I love whenever you do this. No matter what size.”

“Size?” Hajime questioned, though his hands didn’t stop their movements in his hair.

Nagito opened his eyes slightly. “I know this isn’t my reality. I’m dreaming. And it’s a truly wonderful dream. When I wake up, you will be different. But only in size. You are just as sweet and caring as my Hajime. Truly, I am the luckiest naga in the world.”

Dream Hajime hummed. “Glad to hear that you think so highly of me. But now that you know this is a dream, do you want to awaken?”

Nagito shook his head, clinging tight. “Not yet. Let me indulge in this feeling for a little longer.”

“As you wish.”

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Nagito didn’t keep track of how much time passed in the dream world. All he really remembered was being softly pulled away from the embrace by a warm light. It had been so comforting, so he didn’t fight it. The next thing he knew, he was opening his eyes in the real world. And he was delighted when he felt and saw his Hajime petting his hair. Though he did have to strain his arms a bit to reach.

His beloved did notice his consciousness, lowering his arms and resting them on his cheek. “Hey, I didn’t mean to wake you. We didn’t mean to take so long. You can go back to sleep. I just wanted to come check on you.”

He was so small compared to the naga. Not even taller than his shortest finger. But somehow, in this small body, there was so much kindness. So much care. It made his heart beat like crazy.

Carefully, Nagito used his hand to hug the human to his cheek. He wanted to say one thing before falling back asleep. “No matter what bodies the universe places us in, be it big or small, same or different species, I know one thing for certain. You are the one I love the most. Please don’t forget that.” He let his hand fall away and he closed his eyes, drifting off into a dreamless sleep. He looked forward to the next morning, when he could see his beloved again.

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