Nagito Komaeda x Fem! Reader (Smut)

Let's Play Some Go Fish

You and Komaeda sat closer to each other than you would have expected.

You both sat on your bed, which was placed evenly up against your wall. Your bed was cozily draped with two (f/c)(s/f/c) comforters. At the end of your bed was a headboard that was filled with little toys and collectables that were stuffed side by side in miniature square cubbies. On the right side of your room was a polished wooden desk that reflected the light shining down on it by the illumination above.

The rectangular desk was littered with pencils and papers you used for school and other various office supplies. Next to your wooden desk was your handy shelf that stored your old and new clothes; on top of the shelf, in fancy frames, were several pictures of you, you with your parents, you with your friends, and undoubtedly you with Nagito when you were young kids. Lastly, staged in front of you both, was a decent sized television screen which currently displayed your favorite show. 

You gripped the spoon that held your favorite ice cream with your dominant hand and so did Nagito. You swallowed the ice cream and snuck a peek at Komaeda, he was wearing his normal attire; his lengthy spinach colored coat, his white t-shirt with a design of two red hooks intertwining, and his ebony jeans. You and him were only separated by three feet, you could literally almost exchange body heat.

Your silver spoon continuously scraped against the side of the bowl as you finished your dessert around the exact same time your male companion did. The television then stopped playing what was being displayed on it and the episode was over.

"Oh! Perfect timing, are you done eating Ko?" You questioned, turning your head to the messy marshmallow haired boy. He just finished licking his spoon as he responded. You shyly looked away in the other direction, suddenly embarrassed.

"Oh, yeah, Y/N. May I ask why you're asking me?" Komaeda replied with his soft undertone voice as he moved his fluffy hair out of his face so he could see. You rotate your head back and made direct eye contact with him, your (e/c) eyes blending in with his olive monochrome ones; what you saw was mystery and conspiracy. It was silent for a couple seconds. You fidgeted with your fingers and bit your lip. You broke the tension that hung in the air. 

"B-Because I'm going to take your bowl to the kitchen for you silly boy!" You exclaimed as you gently took Komaeda's bowl from his two hands, the spoon decided to twirl around the edge of the bowl for a second as you lifted it. As you took his (f/c) bowl from his clutch, your fingers gently breezed over his, it only lasted for barely a split second but you wish it had lasted longer. You both acknowledged this and pretended to glance away from each other when deep down you two were both still compelled by each other. 

You sat yourself up from your bed with both bowls gripped in each hand. You stood up like a pencil with half decent posture, puffing yourself outwards towards Komaeda. He watched as you took backwards footsteps beneficial towards the closed door.

"Okie, I'll be right back!" You announced as you uncloaked the door and exited the bedroom with a blossoming smile present on your face.

"OK, I'll be right here." Nagito made clear as he greeted you with a parting smile and a raised hand. 

He's so adorable when he does that.

You made your way towards the steep stairs, your bare feet rubbing against the soft cushioned floor. You passed your parent's room on the way down, they were sleeping peacefully in their (f/c) bed. They decided to go to bed around 11:00pm since they work tomorrow, but it was around 11:30pm right now. Thirty minutes later they were already asleep. Jeez, they sleep easily. You think they know that Nagito is sleeping over, but you aren't entirely positive. You don't think they would mind him sleeping over for only one night.