KomaHina And KamuKoma OneShots

❤️Blanket Thief❤️

Pure fluff? In my household? More likely than you think. (I'm sorry it's short, I did my best.)
Ngl got the idea from the video above. Might turn some more bits of that video into fics at some point cause its cute fuck off.

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The warm fluffy covers surrounded Nagito, giving him a sense of comfort despite his inability to see them. Ever so slowly, his eyes adjusted to the light, or lack thereof, and he was able to make out the puffy white blanket that covered him. He turned his head around, and looked at the figure sleeping besides him. The boy in his bed was so sound asleep he may as well be comatose. His brown spiky hair was messier than usual, and his ahoge was flattened against the pillows. Nagito wished the lights were on so he could admire the boy's subtle freckles adorning his face and arms, but in the darkness they were invisible. Heat was radiating off Hajime's body, keeping Nagito's naturally cold one at a comfortable temperature.

'Could be warmer,' He thought with a smile, though maybe it was more of a smirk. He reached his hand over his boyfriend, and grabbed the ends of the blanket. Slowly, he pulled his arms in towards him, and curled the blankets around him. He watched, stifling a laugh, as Hajime, still asleep, started feeling around for the missing blankets. Nagito wondered if Hajime was starting to wake up, as he reached around the bed, trying to find where all the blankets had gone. Each time Hajime's hand came close to Nagito he rolled slightly away from him, until-

BAM!

"Ow!" Nagito fell off the side of the bed. Saying 'ow' was more of an instinctual response, he wasn't in any actual pain. Hajime was definitely awake now, sitting up, and leaned over the side of the bed to see Nagito staring up at him, laughing and covered in the blankets he stole.

"You idiot." Hajime said affectionately, albeit tiredly. Nagito just responded by lifting himself up slightly and pecking Hajime on the lips. "Get back up here." Hajime said.

"Oh, fine." Nagito said smiling, as though he was planning to spend the night on the floor. He stood up, and lied back down on the bed, still hogging all the blankets.

"You better give those back." Hajime said.

"Mm, I think you'll have to make me." Nagito said teasingly, wrapping the blankets even tighter around himself. Rolling his eyes, Hajime wrapped his arms around Nagito's neck, and started kissing him all over. The forehead, the cheek, the nose, the lips, the chest, anywhere. He was acting almost puppy-like in that moment, and it made Nagito's heart melt.

"Nagitooo," Hajime whined, dragging out the 'o'. "I want to cuddle."

"Oh fine," Nagito said with a smile. "How could I say no to that?" Nagito released his hold on the covers, and threw them over his partner, who curled up close to him, burying his face in his neck.

"You dumbass." Hajime said lovingly. "I can't believe I've fallen in love with a blanket thief."

Nagito smiled. "Who's the dumbass?"

"Still you." Hajime said with an audible smile.

"That's fair." Nagito said with a soft chuckle.

"Mmmhm." Hajime agreed sleepily.

A comfortable silence washed over the two for a few minutes, though neither was asleep.

"Hey, Hajime." Nagito said to the boy cuddled up against him.

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"I love you more, Nagito."

Nagito smiled. "That's gay."

Hajime sighed in mock exasperation. "Nagito, we've been married for four years."

"Ohhh yeah." Nagito said. "Time sure flies by, huh?"

"You're such a dork sometimes, you know that?" Hajime asked.

"Hmm yeah I know." Nagito said, smiling. "But so are you."

Hajime laughed slightly. "Alright, sure." He agreed.

Another pleasant silence washed over the room. Nagito could tell Hajime wasn't quite asleep yet by the way he continued to move his arms around slightly, holding Nagito as close as he possibly could, and occasionally burying his face deeper into Nagito's neck.

Ever so slowly, Nagito drifted off into sleep. Hajime smiled, admiring the beautiful boy in his arms. Nagito had beautiful pale skin that always seemed to glow in the light, and yet looking at him now, he seemed to glow in the dark too. It reminded Hajime of something he'd learned about Nagito not too long ago; he really likes glow sticks. Apparently Nagito just thought they were really pretty, and he always did have an affinity for pretty things. Hajime wished Nagito could see himself the way Hajime saw him, so he could finally realize that he was the most pretty being out there.

Hajime sighed, shivering slightly. It was then that he realized that despite being so closely pressed against his husband, he was still cold. Hajime smiled, deciding that Nagito couldn't be the only blanket thief in the house. He ever so slowly detached himself from Nagito's back, and pulled away, pulling the blankets with him. Almost immediately, he saw Nagito shiver slightly, and reach out for Hajime. For a moment, Hajime almost felt bad, watching his husband shiver like that, but then he noticed one of Nagito's eyes open. Faster than Hajime could defend himself, Nagito threw himself onto the boy. He quickly latched onto Hajime like a baby koala, and just held him there. Hajime let out a breathy chuckle, and tried to shake Nagito off of him.

"No." Nagito said, smiling. "Mine."

"You're such an idiot." Hajime said.

"Mm but I'm your idiot." Nagito responded.

"Yeah." Hajime said affectionately. "My idiot."