They met..They fursuited... | obagito fic

they metting

uWU.... Yeahe x333 " Nagito types on his computer. He glances at the clock, reading 3:58 AM. He had been roleplaying femboy OC's with his friends at 3, almost 4 am. He thought he was proud of himself. He shouldn't have been. "Guyssz im gonna go 0w0" he types one last time, before shutting down the PC. He pushes the screen down and rests his elbows atop of it. "What should i do..Sleep?" he mumbled to himself, before looking outside of his window. Pure darkness. until he sees the man himself . . . The love of his life...

Nagito gasps, immediately reaching to don his cat ears. "O-obama....?" He says. His beloved, whispering back; "yeah mamacita...mhh yeahh " . He couldnt believe it, the soft kind whispers blow against his ears. The one man he knew he was destined to be with. He needed him. He whips the ears onto his head, pushing his hair down, and launched out of his 9500$ chair. He opens his window as wide possibly it could reach, and grabbed Obama's hand. The heat. The warmth of his palms had wrapped around Nagito's body, it could be a trance or spell at the point it reached. He stares into his eyes, its almost as if time itself has ended completely. All he knew was that he had reunited with the one man he knew, and loved, cherished and embraced. "Obama... Obama!!" He yelled, releasing his grasp from his hands and gripping onto Obama's shoulders,

Nagito had accidentally pushed his lover onto the wet soil whilst folding into him in a loving embrace. They had never been so close to each other before in their lives. Not even Michelle was this close to Obama. Never. Nagito's eyes had a unique shine, sparkle and grace to them. Obama couldnt help but lock them between. They stared at eachother, before they couldnt feel a thing. All they felt, was their necks inching together closer. They were about to be in an even more romantic hold than before. "O-Obama.." Nagito whispers, his voice being an enchanting secret beneath a well-kept diary. "Yes, Nagito-kun?" Obama had said back in reply. Nagitos cat-ears flinch for a second, before returning to his eyes. "I-I think.." But, before he could finish, Obama had stopped hiim. "Wait, we cant ..do this yet. No! We cant have our first kiss yet, i-i-i,.. I need to tell you..something..." Nagito had a very concerned look plastered onto his face, as if he asked what a ghost were to look like. "Y..yes, Obama?" he says. "I-...i..."

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