"they'd get really frustrated if you said that to them." i commented, and leaned on my hand as i stared at nagi's normal deadpan expression.

"i already did." he shrugged, before shoving his phone down in his pockets. "wanna do something before you leave? it's still pretty early."

"oh hmm... like what?"

"i dunno..." he mumbled, and let his head rest on top of the kitchen table. "show me the drawings you made yesterday or something."

i nodded, and we left for the living room, where i had put the notebook yesterday.

i was relieved upon seeing it closed. if he saw the drawings i had inside i think i'd just die from embarrassment...

i grabbed it, and skimmed through the art, occasionally stopping at something that caught my attention that i wanted to admire, before i moved on to the next one.

i hadn't realized this before, but a lot of my drawings just consisted of nagi.

usually, when i'm drawing in my notebook, i'm not really planning what to draw. i just illustrate whatever first pops in my mind, or whatever catches my attention. the vast majority is just random images of nagi, whether it be illustrated by memory, or a specific scene that caught my attention- like him lying his head on his desk in the classroom.

"you have a lot of drawings of me."

i jumped up in surprise, and quickly slammed my notebook shut. i turned around, only for embarrassment and surprise to fill my veins at the sight of nagi standing there, with his hand rubbing the back of his head.

"looks like me at least." he spoke.

"h-how much did you see!?" i cried, hiding my notebook behind my back.

"a lot. you didn't notice me?" he blinked, tilting his head.

"f-forget about it..." i stuttered, pulling at my hair in embarrassment.

he chuckled, before pulling me to the couch where he sat me down on top of the fluffy cushion before taking a seat beside me. "fine. only for now."

i pouted, before putting my notebook on top of my lap, disappointed at my lack of stealth.

"by the way, we have a big match today. you coming?" he asked. 

"against who?"

"umm... some other.... friends. you haven't met them. they're not apart of our group chat..."

"oh... why?"

"eh. we all have a big group chat together, but it's too noisy so i never get on there. there's like over 15 dudes on there..." he muttered tiredly. "also they live pretty far so we can't really hang out, so..."

i nodded. "i understand! what time will it be?"

"i think 2? i dunno. it's gonna be at bachira's field though."

"ok! i think i can make it. but i have to go home first."

"oh yea... i hope they let you. it'd be cool if you came." he nodded.

"then i'll definitely make sure to come!" i smiled.

he blinked a couple of times, and his gaze moved from my eyes to a little lower a few times.

do i have something on the lower part of my face???

before i could ask him, he suddenly spoke up, "alright. now gimme a kiss."

I stared at him, surprised at his sudden request, before scooting over to him. I put my hand on his chest, and pulled him closer to me by his hoodie before closing my eyes and leaning in to quickly press my lips against his.

I let go of him, and sat back down.

"gimme another one." he demanded, and I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks at his insistence.

I nodded shyly, and watched as he leaned closer to me and tapped his lips impatiently. I put a hand on top of his shoulder for assistance, before leaning close and pressing a quick kiss on top of his lips again.

when I sat back down on my spot a second time, I could barely keep the eye contact with him up for longer than 3 seconds.

"l-like that?" I stammered, heart thumping in my chest.

"no, like this."

I didn't have time to think about his response or react properly, because right after he said those words, he shifted closer to me and our legs were now touching, and he put a hand on the back of my head before pulling me close till our lips clashed together.

I squeezed my eyes shut.

from the quick pecks I was giving him before, I hadn't realized that his lips were so soft and warm. everything about him is warm actually, even the calloused hand keeping me in place from the back of my head and stopping me from pulling back out of embarrassment.

suddenly, I felt him run his tongue over my bottom lip, and instinctively I leaned back and opened my mouth in surprise, however his hand on the back of my head didn't allow that to happen.

my heart almost leaped out of my chest when I felt him slip his tongue into my mouth, and deepen the kiss.

I couldn't breathe- which is standard for kissing, I know! but this was different, it's because my hearts beating so quick, and my chest is filled with all of these new emotions.

still, I didn't want us to stop.

I was an absolute amateur at this, and I didn't know if nagi was experienced or not because I had nothing to compare it to, I didn't know anything about this stuff! still, he was the one initiating and asserting, and I appreciated it...

my body was warm, and I grew dizzy from the feeling of his tongue against mine, guiding mine. I could taste the Coca-Cola lollipop on his lips, one which he had not too long ago, and soon we were growing out of breath, before he finally let go of the back of my head and broke the kiss.

I leaned backwards, and panted loudly as I opened my eyes, only to notice a string of saliva connecting us, which made my entire face explode with red. I quickly wiped my face in embarrassment, and listened to the sound of nagi's laughter echoing in my head.

"t-that...." I stuttered, feeling my heart thumping loudly in my ribcage. I removed my hands from my face, to look up at him who was already staring down at me with a fond look on his otherwise expressionless face. I could see his cheeks stained pink, however.

"nervous?" he asked, leaning closer to me and pressing a hand against my chest, where my heart lay, and I froze in surprise. "your heart's gonna beat outta your chest by this rate." he laughed, and I finally collapsed on my back, stunning him in the process.

I could see him move closer to me, till he entered my field of vision once more, then leaned closer to me.

"you good?" he hummed, while I tried to control my dizziness.

"d-don't tease me!" I cried, and his lips curved upwards into a small smile, before he took my hand in his and pulled me back up to a sitting position. "alright, alright. I won't. you just make it so easy."

i huffed, and turned away from him.

"what time is it?"

"mm... like 11."

"i should start heading out, so i can join you guys later!" i said, and stood up from the couch with wobbly feet. the effects from the kiss was still there, and my heart rate along with my red face would put a marathon runner's to shame.

"careful." i heard him say, before standing up.

i looked back at him, and nodded with a shy smile.

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