little! karma, c/g! nagisa

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its just flufff, except for a little, small tinge of angst that u would most likely only notice if u squint

"Hey Karma-kun!" an eager voice rings throughout Karma's ears, making the other blink at the widely known tone as he gently sets his pen down onto the desk. "how are you?"

"Uh–" a yawn lodges itself through his throat, but he fights it, because he’s a big boy. "I’m okay, studying for finals at the moment," he rasps steadily.

"Ah, I see," Nagisa takes his time to saunter to him, and Karma kind of hates it, but.. "what brings you here?" Karma asks rather quietly.

"I think you know why," Nagisa’s lips are drawn back, almost disappointed, and Karma sinks a little further into his seat, lips wobbly. "I'm worried that you're overworking yourself, Honey. It’s not healthy, you know?"

"But 's the finals coming soon," Karma practically whines the words out, but his heart already resides over the fact that he disappointed Nagisa.

Nagisa of all people, for crying out loud! Karma feels the guilt start to set in, and he gasps his own spit.

He pushes his chair a little to the back before he curls, his knees tucked under his chest as he attempts to make himself smaller, and his chin smushes into the fabric of his pajama pants.

"Oh, Honey-bunches," Nagisa exclaims softly, catching on quickly with the way Karma starts to slip drastically. "come here, you–"

His words are pliantly spoken as he swiftly scoops the boy up, who immediately clings to his embrace. The tears start to brim through his eyes, and Karma doesn't even know why anymore.

"I'm sorry, Bub," Nagisa says. "I didn't mean to push you into little space."

"’S okay," Karma slurs a little, an elated giggle tearing through his throat when Nagisa moves them slightly, balancing him on his hip instead. "I's like."

"Mmhm," Nagisa hums in affirmation, letting Karma reach up to gently caress his hair with wide eyes. "I hope so. I didn't want to get in the way of big Karma-kun's studying."

Karma only makes a quiet, low-pitched content sound in response, squirming happily in his arms as Nagisa pauses to boop his nose, and he smiles joyously.

"What a handsome little prince you are," Nagisa praises sweetly, making Karma babble loudly throughout his giggles, hand still loosely grasping the strands of hair, only this time more curled into a fist.

Nagisa doesn’t mind. Karma was careful with him, making sure not to tug or pull despite the urge, which he appreciates greatly.

He makes a mental note to reward Karma later.

Karma’s giggles begin to crescendo by the time they reach the bed, and Nagisa gently plants him onto the mattress, all the while showering the other with kisses as the bed dips along Karma’s weight.

Only when, Karma doesn’t let go. "nu," the other whines in protest, clutching onto his arm. "dun’ go," he pouts, the tears starting to form again.

"I’m not going anywhere," Nagisa reassures truthfully, a hand reaching out to ruffle Karma's hair. "I just need to get your little things."

Karma hesitates. Nagisa notices. "Please little one, it won’t take a minute," he mumbles, running his hands absentmindedly down his back, and Karma reluctantly lets go within a matter of time, pouting.

He smiles, giving him a quick peck to the check before he scurries off to retrieve Karma’s little box.

Meanwhile, Karma had immediately taken interest in his hands, threads of incoherent words escaping his lips as he watches with blown eyes with the way his fingers had spread out.

Only to quickly put said hands to the test and stick his thumb into his mouth, sucking onto it, though.

And when Nagisa emerges from the room, Karma’s prized possessions at hand, he couldn’t help but stare in awe at the adorable sight before interfering within a few seconds later, seeing as Karma had started to get fussy without his presence.

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first time writing this,, howd i do? uhhh c im not sure

pls correct me for any mistakes hchx, and suggestions r very epic and welcome!!!

just might take awhile cos school keeps sucking my,,, LIFE

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