nagi looked down at me and shrugged. "well, i wouldn't say that i don't like it. then i'd be hypocritical 'cuz why would i even be bothering with it if i dislike it... i'm just not that interested in it. at least not like the other guys are. they wanna be pros, but i'm playing 'cause they're constantly dragging me along."


i looked over at reo who was unphased by his words, meaning that he most likely already know and heard these words before. i wouldn't be surprised if everyone else knew as well in that case.


"so... what do you want to do then?" i asked, surprising myself and the boys. they weren't used to me inquiring and asking them questions, especially not something to do with them this way. it was because i never wanted to appear overly pushy, or bothersome to them. if someone was going to tell me something, they'd do it themselves.


but this time, i couldn't help myself, for whatever reason.


nagi hummed. "well, i guess i don't really know. i don't care or mind as long as i can retire early, but i guess i wouldn't want to work a bothersome job. i really don't have any motivations of that sort."


oh... so he's kinda like me.




i nodded, and went quiet after that.


i was pretty used to being around the boys and seeing them live for their dreams. they looked so out of reach for me, someone who abandoned her dreams long ago because of my parents abuse and lack of support. they were like something in a higher pedestal that i could admire and envy. they lived  a completely different world from mine- one of passion, motivation and freedom.


having a friend i can look at from beside me rather than from below was pretty nice, although I think admiring them is as well. being around them is like an escape to my misery, I've realized.


someone bumping into me snapped me out of my thoughts and i almost dropped my bag from surprise, having been holding it rather loosely. i staggered backwards a couple steps before looking up at the assailant. the male glared down at me. "watch it." he spat, before moving to push me aside to make room for him to pass.

i almost bumped into nagi in the process, who was standing beside me. he put a hand on my shoulder, securing me in place, before tiredly looking over at the rude guy.


"how 'bout you watch it instead, fuckin' asshole." he spat, surprising me. 


i think this is the first time i've ever seen him express so much emotion all at once, and anger at that.






the guy turned around and raised an eyebrow, "what did you just say?"


reo sighed and stepped up between them. "you're not trying to start a fight with us, are you?" he said, staring at him. the guy went silent when his eyes fell on reo, and a couple seconds of silence passed before he finally turned around. "tch, you're not worth my time anyway."


i exhaled deeply once he left, taking the thick tension away with him.


i looked up at nagi who still had his hand on my shoulder, who spoke about the random rude guy.


"what a coward." nagi mumbled, and reo smiled.

"must've had a stick up his ass." the purple haired boy said with a snort.






"sorry... i should've been paying attention..." i spoke softly, and the boys shook their heads.


"nah, he purposefully did that. he probably didn't realize you were with us and backed off when he did." reo said.


i smiled sadly. "i guess so."


nagi let go of me to stretch his shoulders, and i found myself missing his warmth almost immediately. i felt safe with his hand on me.






"it's hard to make nagi angry," reo pointed out.





"you're talking as if i'm not here..."





"hmm? did you hear anything just now, n/n?"





"hey... don't even ......start...."






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