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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THSI IS SO CUTE
✩ ˛˚ . NAGI SEISHIRO — furniture shopping for your new apartment is a lot harder than you expected it to be when your boyfriend insists on trying it out first.
ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ contents! fluff, pro-football player nagi, he is just the sleepiest! ♡ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ note! oh how i have missed him :( my heart calls his name always <3
“sei! get up!” you hiss under your breathe as you watch your boyfriend nagi drop himself down onto another one of the display couches, letting his long legs stretch out infront of him as he relaxes into the cushions with a sigh.
“huh, why? i’m jus’ testing it out, gotta make sure it’s comfy.” his voice is a soft drawl already as he lets his eyes rest closed, snowy bangs falling over his features as you nudge at his feet with a pout.
“and is it? you’ve tested it now.” you grumble as you watch nagi tilt his head to the side slightly, shrugging his shoulders as he hums dreamily. it’s like he’s really considering his answer before his eyes peek open to cast you a sleepy glance.
“eh, yeah.. soooo comfy~ cmeer, try it out, angel.” he sighs as his arms reach for you, almost successfully grabbing at your hips before you step back out of his reach— causing the sleepy striker to send you a cute little frown before he falls back with a huff.
“but we still have so much to see seishiro.” you try to reason but you know nagi’s the hardest person to move when he gets comfy, casting a glance over your shoulder to make sure there’s not some employee on their way to kick you both out yet.
“ah, that sounds like such a pain, we can jus’ get this one.” he really was like a big baby, a 190cm pro-football player baby. his cheeks are puffed out as he pouts and he looks like he’s on the brink of falling asleep as he blinks up at you, reaching an arm out every few seconds to see if it’ll convince you to come closer.
“or i can just take u home if u don’t get up.” you hiss under your breath, opting for this route first over the actual cuddle route because you don’t wanna give into him too easily. just incase it really is that comfy.
“that’s even more bothersome. no fair, pretty thing.” nagi’s words are grumbled, a slight whine as he kicks one of his feet out and lets his hands shove into his pockets to pull out his phone. that’s when you know it just got real, watching him drop his phone into landscape and no doubt about to load up a video game— he really was getting comfortable.
“fine, sei! move over.” you finally give in, for your own sake— and the stores— because you really didn’t feel like being here all day.
“yay, you gotta cuddle me. wanna make sure we can nap here, see~” you let yourself rest down beside nagi as his arms wrap around you instinctively, pulling you easily against his chest while his head nuzzles into the crook of your neck.
it really was a comfy couch, you admit as you really let yourself melt into the cushions, surrounded by your boyfriends body heat as he wraps himself around you. you give it a few moments, feeling yourself sink into a blissful sort of comfort before you realise you’re still in a store, and your snowy haired boyfriend has grown a little too quiet.. and heavy next to you as you nudge him.
“hey! don’t fall asleep, sei! get up!”
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I miss the person i was 6.9k words ago
𝐌𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒, 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 : 𝐀 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 ‘𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬, 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭.’ 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝟐
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨, 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐞
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐖𝐜 : 𝟔.𝟗𝐤
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 : 𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝; 𝐢𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫.
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 : 𝐍𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬
୨⍣୧｡ (𝐀/𝐍) : 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝!
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬/𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐮𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐢𝐤𝐮, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐞'𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 : 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝.
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭, 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.
୨⍣୧｡ 𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐬 : @𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬-𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲.
𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨
'Miffy.’
'Hm?’ 'Sweet little bunny.’ 'Miffy.’
’ ‘S that?'
'Miffy, miffy, miffy, run!’ you exclaimed, pouncing on Nagi, fingers set to work as you tickled his sides, making him squirm. That was probably the most beautiful laugh you had ever heard, his voice echoing through the walls of your shared bedroom after his nap.
A memory that seemed so long ago.
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໒꒱ ‧₊˚ HOODIE THIEF — SEISHIRO NAGI
contents. fluff, established relationship, gn! reader, ooc (?), stealing nagi’s hoodie & he doesn’t even know it’s his, ik it’s spring but like this was in my drafts back in december
note. hi guys :) im not really sure what the plot of this is, but it’s nice & cozy
today was the day of nagi’s soccer match, which was quite an important match since they were against japan’s biggest soccer rivals. but fortunately for him, today was 29 degrees fahrenheit and nobody would want or be able to play soccer in 6 feet buried in snow.
so while nagi was spending free time wrapped in a blanket — playing a video game, you were searching for something warm to wear to keep the cold away.
upon basically cleaning your wardrobe, you were met with nagi’s gray hoodie — sitting atop of his gaming chair.
exhausted, you grabbed his hoodie and swiftly put it on — putting the hood on in the process. the hoodie was averagely oversized and big on nagi, and with you wearing it, it was expectingly ginormous and fit like a hospital robe; reaching down to your mid-calf.
ignoring the size, you were satisfied with the warmth nagi’s hoodie provided and looked at yourself in the mirror. sure, it was big, but as long as it kept you warm, than you would be ready for the weather. ‘hopefully nagi wouldn’t mind…’ — you said to yourself. you shrugged off the look of piles of clothes that were displayed on your bed. ‘a cup of hot chocolate would be nice’. you considered.
walking out of your shared bedroom and towards the kitchen, nagi was rather busy taping his way on his phone and didn’t cognizant that you were wearing his hoodie. but he probably wouldn’t care or mind since it’s probably a hassle for him to even.
“do you want some hot chocolate, sei’?” you asked, tip-toeing to reach two mugs atop a cabinet.
“uhh … sure i guess …” nagi mumbled lazily, his undivided attention focused on his phone.
you grabbed your ingredients and commenced to make the hot chocolate. mixing the cocoa, sugar, and milk together; popping the mugs in the microwave and grabbing the extra toppings.
you leaned on a counter and watched the mugs in the microwave twirl around. as you let a small yawn, you visibly flinched when cold hands sneaked their way under your (nagi’s) hoodie. following, a slight weight landed on your shoulder and someone’s breath fanned the side of your neck.
“who’s hoodie is this?” nagi mumbled, burying his face deeper into your neck.
“it’s yours, nagi,” you chuckled. “i was cold, so i decided to wear it. it was on your chair when i got it.”
nagi closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, “this isn’t mine.”
the cold must be affecting nagi, cause this was his hoodie and he wasn’t even aware of it. it even had his name written on the back tag.
“who’s hoodie is this? why are you wearing someone else’s hoodie? why not mine?”
“nagi. this is yours’,” you replied back, removing nagi’s cold hands with your warm ones away from your stomach and placing them over the hoodie. “it’s your hoodie, the one you got at the mall with reo and the others, remember?”
…
“oh.”
you chuckled and grabbed the two mugs out of the microwave. using the whipping cream to top the mug.
“i don’t remember.” nagi continued, grabbing a marshmallow and popping it into his mouth, “what mall was it?”
the answer should’ve been obvious, since nagi rarely ever goes shopping. usually only when you come along, then he’ll agree and follow you around like a lost puppy.
“the mall you went two days ago?” you retorted, putting marshmallows, shavings, pirouette sticks, and adding some side snacks. “with your team?”
“oh.”
finally, you brought the two mugs and plates of cookies to the table where nagi was originally sitting.
nagi followed suit and sat beside you — wrapping his arms in a baby yet protective manner, snuggling himself close to you. you carefully grasped the mugs towards to give one to you and nagi, sipping the warm beverage.
“i still don’t remember..” nagi took a sip of his hot chocolate and stared at the hoodie that you claimed was his.
you sighed, “don’t worry, sei’. you just need to know that this is your hoodie and that it has your name on it.”
“okayyy…”
without much of anything in the way, you and nagi spent the day together; sipping hot cocoa, and … sleeping.
maybe some gaming for most of nagi’s part.
~
“wait babe..”
“yes sei’?”
“can you check if this is my hoodie?”
“yes, it is sei’!”
“are you sure?”
“yes!”
⌗ "I'LL GO EASY ON YOU," ⋮ but you absolutely fucking destroy him.
★ nagi seishiro x gn!reader ╰ how come you've obliterated him in something he's so good at?
▯ content warning. mentions of video game gunfire, shooting, etc.
"sei, this game looks fun," you murmured, shifting slightly to adjust your position on his lap. his eyes remained glued to the glowing screen, the faint gleam of colours casting a hazy light across his face. his arms were looped firmly around your waist, thumbs expertly swiping over the controller in his hands.
as you were cozily nestled inside his sweater, filled with the subtle scent of his cologne, you felt the gentle rise and fall of his chest. you observe him deftly move his virtual character across the battlefield, shooting enemies and cursing under his breath at each hindering obstacle. after being in this same position for quite some time, a sense of boredom had begun to bubble within you.
"mm, yeah?" he mumbles, resting his chin on your head. he tilts his head down to press a kiss onto your soft hair. "it is."
"can i try?"
he stays silent for a moment, the room filled with the sounds of obnoxiously loud bursts of gunshots. he finally takes a breath and speaks, his voice muffled against your hair. "tis’ really hard though. i don’t think y’can win,"
your brows furrow as you whip your head slightly to meet his gaze, raising your hand to pinch his cheek. "hmm, how would you know? i could be better than you!"
"yeah, yeah, fine," he pulls his face away from your fingers’ grip on his cheek. he gives you a faint smile, exiting out of the game and clicking 'new game'. "i'll go easy on you."
you slide off his lap with anticipation, grabbing the fluffy bean bag he had bought exclusively for you from the corner of his room, placing it next to him. giving it a pat to smoothen its wrinkles, you made your way to the tv stand's drawer in quick strides, retrieving an extra game controller.
"you don't have to, sei," you smile warmly, settling into the softness of the bean bag as you prepare to show nagi seishiro what you were made of. "i want it to be fun."
he nods, hesitantly clicking the start button. while watching the one-minute timer displayed on the screen, he remembers to explain the rules to you.
"basically," he begins, "there’s a five-minute time limit. the person who reaches one hundred kills first, or whoever is the closest to one hundred kills, wins."
"yeah, i know, dummy." you tease, reaching out to tousle his hair, in which he responds with a subtle blush tinging his cheeks rose. "i've been watching you play for at least an hour now."
the bolded numbers on the now-split screen enlarge, signaling the beginning of the new game; 3...2...1...
you waste no time, immediately equipping your weapon, fingers swiftly moving along the buttons. silence was quick to envelop the room, thick with the weight of your competitiveness.
nagi shoots you a surprised, quick glance, before focusing his gaze back onto his side of the screen. suddenly, his attention is drawn to the corner of your part of the screen, where your kill count is displayed.
to say the least, this man was astonished to find out that you’ve racked up 63 kills in slightly under three minutes. his eyes widened in disbelief ever so slightly, registering the number with admiration.
"what the heck..." he accidentally huffs, quickly pressing his mouth together as the sound of his confused voice reaches his ears.
you let out an amused giggle, "surprised?"
he does not respond, lost in his own muddled thoughts. how could he, after underestimating you so badly? how could he say anything when you, as you were currently speaking, have over 60 kills compared to his mere 34?
the white-haired boy feels a prick of suspicion creeping in; he hadn’t known that his partner was an expert at video games. why hadn’t you told him? he sighs, realizing that the person he could have played with all this time was right beside him all along; he would no longer need to play with his tediously boring game-mates or those doltish bots which he had always deemed a hassle.
then, the game came to an abrupt stop.
98 - 52
he stares hard at the game over screen, a deep frown creasing his forehead. "nuh-uh, let's do it again..."
"ahh, i told you i could win!" you cheer, your finger lightly tugging on the skin under your eye as you stick your tongue out in jest. "and sure, i really want to hit one hundred this time!"
a soft grumble escapes his pouty lips as he buries half his head under the inside of his sweatshirt, leaving only his eyes visible. "m'baby's so cocky..."
100 - 67
"fuck, again!"
99 - 75
"this game's gotta be rigged!"
96 - 56
"seiii, i'm boredddd—"
"one mo' time,"
89 - 88
"ack–fuck this shit… i'm going to sleep."
you blink your eyes in silent amusement— this was a side of him you had rarely ever seen. your usually calm, bored boyfriend trying so hard at something; it was adorable seeing him so invested, even if it was simply a video game.
but somehow, you had managed to fire him up enough to the point of rage quitting?
"y’know sei, i was going easy on you..."
"..."
despite his muted response to the fuel you've added to the fire, you catch a glimpse of a proud smile tugging on his lips as he retreats back onto the bed, beckoning you to join him. “that was fun… play w’me again, ‘kay?”
© 2024 bluelockmaniac — do not repost, copy, translate, modify, etc my work on any platform !
untitled chatfic— S. NAGI
gn reader, classmates to friends to lovers, possible ooc, swearing, just fluff mainly. reader is someone people look to for academic help etc etc and it kinda sucks because they're only wanted for that (this is me projecting)
most of the timestamps are ok i think. the previous name sucked btw.
AUTHOR'S NOTES !!!
did y'all notice how the contact name keeps changing !!! ignore the bottom left one tho cuz i forgot to change it ahaha...
also, nagi gets more n more attached to reader so u can see how he goes from replying v late to replying immediately, starting to text first more etc etc !!!
reader also gets p comfortable w him !!! using emojis more, occasionally not giving a freak ab punctuation !!!
rip reo's card
its half past 4 in the morning i should sleep.
likes reblogs and comments are appreciated very much !!! <3 tysm for reading.
© laughingfcx 2024. do not repost, translate or plagiarise.
untitled chatfic— S. NAGI
gn reader, classmates to friends to lovers, possible ooc, swearing, just fluff mainly. reader is someone people look to for academic help etc etc and it kinda sucks because they're only wanted for that (this is me projecting)
most of the timestamps are ok i think. the previous name sucked btw.
AUTHOR'S NOTES !!!
did y'all notice how the contact name keeps changing !!! ignore the bottom left one tho cuz i forgot to change it ahaha...
also, nagi gets more n more attached to reader so u can see how he goes from replying v late to replying immediately, starting to text first more etc etc !!!
reader also gets p comfortable w him !!! using emojis more, occasionally not giving a freak ab punctuation !!!
rip reo's card
its half past 4 in the morning i should sleep.
likes reblogs and comments are appreciated very much !!! <3 tysm for reading.
© laughingfcx 2024. do not repost, translate or plagiarise.
normally when you tuck yourself into bed with your lover, you expect him to snuggle into you immediately as he’s done many times.
so why was he scooting away from you instead? and why is he looking at you like he wants to fight?
you blink once and twice before looking at him quizzically. your lover is a man that is undoubtedly and obviously whipped for you, so why now is he acting like it’s the opposite?
“what are you doing?” you finally ask after multiple beats of silence. you watch him turn his head to the side and scoff, his glare intensifying at your arms.
or rather, what was nestled in it.
he narrows his eyes, “there’s an impostor here.”
you quirk an eyebrow, confused, before following his gaze down to your lap.
“why do you have that thing?” he side eyes the big plushie you’re hugging close to your chest.
oh. so that’s what this was about?
you sigh a bit dramatically, amused. “this ‘thing’ is comfortable to sleep with,” you mock his tone, gesturing to the plushie. “plus, he’s literally custom made to look like you.”
he scoffs before crossing his arms. “it’s custom made to look like me? but all it looks like is a filthy homewrecker!”
you laugh, shoulders shaking while he gapes at you (even though you can see the upward quirks of his lips as his facade threatens to break).
“this is no laughing matter, my dear wife!”
he lifts up his hand to point accusingly at the plushie that looks like his clone. “and you! why are you trying to ruin our relationship, huh?” he pokes his face repeatedly, each time putting more and more force.
“you wont take my wife, you hear me?!”
you giggle, watching the amusing interaction play out. “i can’t believe you’re seriously upset over something like this.”
he stops after processing your words. his gaze darkens a little and he reaches both his arms out to shakily grasp your shoulders. “honey, this is a serious situation! this thing is trying to ruin our lives!” he frowns, shaking you slightly.
“you’re a clown.”
“wh- hey!”
“it’s just a plushie, it can’t do anything wrong.”
“oh, so i’m the bad guy now, is that it? sorry for protecting our marriage then!”
you purse your lips to prevent anymore laughter to spill out and provoke your husband to poke the innocent plushie more. “baby, let’s just go to sleep, alright?”
his eyes soften when you reach out to pull his arm closer to you but suddenly narrows at the plushie still on your lap, his favourite pillow.
“sure, on one condition,” he states before picking the plushie up and throwing it out of the bedroom, quickly locking the door.
(you never saw that plushie again and he claims he has nothing to do with it.)
— (bllk) nagi, reo (genshin) wriothesely, kaeya, childe, kaveh, itto, ayato (i can see it a lil) (star rail) sampo, jing yuan, caelus (haikyuu) suna, atsumu, kuroo, oikawa (jjk) gojo, geto (maybe), yuji, inumaki (if he could talk properly) (kny) douma, zenitsu
i’ve seen A LOT of drabbles like this but im not sure if anyone did this exact thing 😭 btw sch is starting real soon so ill be on n off on this app 🫢 this isnt edited yet 🥹
@xyaehir 2024. this is my content. do not translate, copy or plagiarise my works in any way. reblogs and likes are greatly appreciated. <3
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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 ━━━ blue lock | Pt: 2
❀ Relationships: Bllk x gn! Reader.
❀ Characters: Nagi - barou - chigiri - bachira
❀ Notes: I don't like this ngl lmfao, anyways lmk who yall want me to do next :) <33
❀ >>> LINK TO FIRST PART <<<
━━━ 𝐵𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ₓ˚. ୭
☆ Nagi Seishiro : quality time, physical touch.
Nagi's not the most talkative person out there—not that he has the energy to do so— and even more so when it comes to vocalizing his affection for you. Though what he lacks in verbal expression, he more than makes up for in action. Specifically physical touch, because Seishiro dosen't believe in something called personal space with someone he loves. That boy is a natural cuddle bug when it comes to you, always clinging to you like second skin and craving hugs, kisses, cuddles and piggyback rides from the person he loves and cherishes. Your time with him was often spent with your hands carding through his hair as he laid on your lap or chest, playing on his switch, no words being exchanged as you two simply basked in each other's presence.
☆ Barou Shouei : Acts of service.
Barou is a very dotting and caring boyfriend, and much like nagi, he may not be vocal about his love for you, so he tends to make up for it with his actions, all without expecting anything in return. On days when you're swamped with work, he makes it his duty to ease your stress, by dropping by your house and taking care of all the chores that need to be done, such as cleaning and getting groceries, etc. He's also a great cook, so he makes sure that you come home to a healthy nutritious meal and once you're done he will run you a bath with your favorite candles and essential oils and help you wash up, before carrying you to bed and cuddling you until sunrise.
☆ Chigiri Hyoma: quality time, physical touch.
Chigiri was your bestfriend as much as he was your boyfriend, he often spends his rest days at your house testing out a bunch of care products aryu recommends to him, doing each other's skin & hair care, painting each other's nails, etc. He's also clingy AS HELL despite him always denying that fact. The majority of your time was spent with you guys cuddled up on the couch, him laying on your chest as your fingers threaded through his hair while watching a movie of your choice, he's always in need of having some sort of physical contact with you, (slinging his arm over your shoulder, leaning on you, hugging you from behind, getting piggybacks from you when his knee starts to ache, even tho it's just him pretending most of the time <3)
☆ Bachira Meguru: gift-giving, physical touch.
He's definitely the type to pick up rocks from the ground and gush about how they look like his favourite animals before shoving them in your pocket. He learnt how to crochet from his mom, so he's always spoiling you with adorable scarfs n beanies, and he flashes you a bashful smile whenever he sees you wearing them. He makes sure that the vase in your house is never empty with the amount of flowers he brings over (he thinks it's disrespectful to visit you empty handed). He's also a very skilled artist, you have a whole wall in your room for the paintings he brings over now and then. He's also a sucker for physical touch, he craves kisses and cuddles from you non-stop.
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A Day with Choki
synopsis: you take care of nagi's pet cactus named "choki" as he went on his blue lock journey.
genre: fluff
content warnings: a few curse words
relationship: Nagi Seishiro x Reader
wc: 436
notes: this is my first time making a fanfic in tumblr so I'm not quite familiar with things :0
-_-3rd POV-_-
Walking towards the luxurious vehicle carrying his necessities, Nagi Seishiro looked back at you once again with longing eyes. Your figure leaning against the door frame, eyes replicating the same emotion. With a gentle smile, you walked towards him to give him a tight and warm hug.
"Make sure to kick some ass for me there." You whispered to him making him release a light chuckle that you've always adored.
"Don't forget Choki for me then..." He replied as he pulled away from the hug to gaze at your face.
"How can I forget our dear Choki hmm?" Assuring him that his pet cactus will be safe and healthy within your care, you finally parted ways of course not forgetting to say your goodbyes to Reo. You watched as their ride drifted further away from the apartment complex before finally entering your lover's home.
Heading towards nagi's chamber, you opened the door then hid behind it acting like you're about to surprise someone. Popping your head inside, you looked straight towards Choki the cactus.
"I'm back my dear Choki!" Grinning, you fully entered the room skipping towards the little cactus you've grown attached to.
Picking Choki up from it's position, you decided to have a little walk under the sun together to "strengthen your bond together".
Of course people gave you looks not because you were walking with a cactus, it's the fact that you had Choki on a leash while it's resting on top of a small trolly so you can drag it around.
The walked then turned into a playtime in the park with you and Choki on the swings and sliding down the slide together (you almost got yourself pricked but its okay since it's Choki).
You both had to seek shelter since it started raining. A little rain wouldn't hurt YOU but, Choki just got watered and since you love Choki very much, the idea of going back home to chill seemed best.
The walk back home was tricky since the rain was still pouring hard and you didn't bring any umbrellas with you.
"I'm so sorry Choki that our walk ended up in disaster." Immediately apologizing towards the pet plant after arriving back inside the apartment. You looked down on the cactus to see if any harm was done. You sighed in relief when you see Choki is still bone dry.
Going back inside the bedroom, you placed Choki back on it's respective windowsill.
"Well, that's enough for today my friend time to rest." Posing with a peace sign, you went towards the bathroom to dry up done for the day.
Rest Up Well
sometimes your presence itself could be your biggest contribution to someone's life.
pairings: Nagi Seishiro x Reader genre: fluff word count: 366 notes: no set timeline, not specified whether nagi is a pro player or not, does not follow the original plot NOT PROOFREAD!!!
His day was tiring and you knew it, you always knew. Right from the moment the way the keys jingle a familiar tune to you. Opening the door in a rushed manner, your partner, Nagi Seishiro, enters his so called home heading straight to his room not even bothering to close the door nor greet you.
Sighing, you closed the closed for him. Knowing Sei he would be laying in bed still in his outdoor clothes trying to regain some energy to function.
You're right, upon entering the room you share with him, you see your lover plopped on the bed clothes unchanged.
Sitting down on the empty space nest to Nagi's face to gaze at his relaxed features. This seemed to alert him a bit since his dropy eyes staring back at yours. This continued in silence until you decided to give him a gentle smile accompanied by gentle pats on his fluffy white hair.
Your boyfriend hummed and closed his eyes once again at the showcase of affection towards him given by his loved one.
"I don't know how but..." Although his voice was but a whisper you still hear him.
"What is it?" Your pats then turned into gentle strokes sliding up and down on his head.
"The fact that I felt your presence enter the room immediately helped me relax. The stress I've been feeling? It's like it disappeared the moment you started patting my head." Even if his voice was muffled by the pillow he was resting on, you understand his words. Not even a single letter in a word was misheard.
Your smile widened at that. "Well then, how about you my darling here rest while I stay by your side hmm?"
"I would be happy..."
Of course you stayed by his side while he sleeps. This went on for a while until you felt slumber visiting you. Changing positions a bit, your partner's back facing you while you hugged him (spooning him ya know).
By the time the soccer player woke up, he was greeted with arms wrapped around him his back warm his whole person feeling safe in the hands of the individual that he loves the most.
additional notes: I wrote this since I was tired from practicing our dance and I needed an outlet to release any stress, and what a better choice for an outlet is writing? Hope y'all enjoyed this and stay safe <3!