Hajime's POV
I feel someone's chest rise and fall as I open my eyes. I come to realization that my head is placed on Nagito's chest and I quickly lift my head off of him and try to move to the other side of the bed.
I feel my face become hot as I turn away from him and slowly get up out of the bed.
"Hajime..?" Nagito says, his voice still sleepy.
I turn around to look at him. His hair is a wild mess and he begins to rub his eyes, still drowsy.
"Hah yea sorry if I woke you up, you can go back to bed I'll make something for us" I said.
"No it's alright, I'll help you. I'd feel bad if you did everything." he said getting up and stretching.
I leaned against the doorway of his bedroom, just staring at him.
He got up slowly and walked towards me. I felt my mouth turn into a small smile as he looked at me and then instantly looked back down at his feet.
I followed behind him towards the kitchen and helped him prepare breakfast.
I began to cook eggs and pancakes as well as other various smaller items, as he prepared coffee and tea.
"So uhm.. What are we exactly..?" Nagito asked me while heating up water.
"Well, whatever you want us to be." I said in return, flipping the pancakes on the pan.
"I-I'm not so sure yet.."
"That's alright. We can take our time" I say, turning around and smiling at Nagito.
That seemed to reassure him a bit, i assume as I see a little grin on his face.
We finished making breakfast and quietly sat down at his small table which was right across from his kitchen.
We eat in complete silence, hearing the clacks of our forks hitting the plate.
"I'm sorry for getting so close to you last night hah.." Nagito said, playing around with the last bit of egg on his plate.
"What do you mean?" I asked him.
I obviously knew what he was talking about, but I felt like teasing him a bit.
"I uhm. Well.. we slept on different sides of the bed but yet we still woke up right next to each other.. sorry. I should've slept on the couch or something.." he said, stuttering on some parts.
"I didn't mind at all" I replied, looking up at him.
He returned my gaze, and he smiles at me in return.
My eyes started to wander down to his lips, as he had a bit of syrup right on the corner of his mouth.
The table was relatively small, so I leaned over our plates and got closer to his face.
"You have something right here" I said as I moved my thumb to the corner of his mouth.
"h-here?" he asked as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"No no, here lemme do it" I said.
I looked down at his lips again and licked the corner of his mouth.
"There" I said as I leaned back in my chair.
He looked back at me, as if he was processing what just happened.
His cheeks started to become a light shade of pink and he hastily looked back down at his food so that his hair covered his eyes.
"T-thanks" he said, running his fingers along the side of his mug.
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Romancenagito works part-time in one of the biggest libraries in nyc and meets hajime. their story develops through a series of coincidences throughout new york. [no smut, both characters are in college and none of this applies to the killing game.] -cove...