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chapter 25

Nagito's POV

I wake up and the smell of coffee instantly greets my nose. I slowly sit up and rub my eyes with the back of my hand. As a result, the warm blanket slips off of my chest and I shiver in response to the cold air.

"Looks who's up," he says, and I turn my head to greet the familiar face.

I get up off of the couch and tightly pull the warm blanket over my shoulders. As I walk towards him I ask, "When did you wake up?"

"About 15 minutes ago. I ordered some breakfast for us, so it'll be coming soon" he replies and hands me a mug of warm tea.

I take a sip and the warm liquid begins to slowly heat my cold body.

"Are we doing anything today?" I ask him out of curiosity.

"Yup, I'm taking you on a date, remember? I asked you out last night".

"I remember" I lowly say, embarrassed but excited.

Although my memory is quite bad, there's no way I can ever forget what happened last night.

We both stand shoulder to shoulder, and silence slowly falls upon us. However, that silence is quickly interrupted by the sound of Hajime's phone ringing. He casually picks it up and says, "Thank you, I'll be right there", and I assume that our food has arrived.

As he makes his way towards the door, I grab his mug and mine and walk towards the small table placed in the middle of the cabin.

Hajime quickly takes the food from the delivery person and abruptly shuts the door to not let in any of the cold air.

He begins to unpack the various food items, and I stare blankly at the wide variety.

"I didn't know what you would want, so I just took almost everything hah," he says, walking to the kitchen to grab a pair of plates.

"I'm fine with anything, you didn't have to get this much," I say, and the ending of my sentence trails off.

"Yes I know, but I'd rather get too much than too little" he simply replies, sitting down opposite from me.

We both reach for different foods at the same time, and soon enough the amount of food begins to decrease.

As we eat, he begins to discuss plans for the rest of our vacation. And as always, he carries the conversation. But then again, I don't know as much about this place as he does.

Once we finish eating and cleaning up, we both head upstairs to change.

It's around 11 am when we finish changing, and we still have almost the entire day before the date.

I agree to go around the town with him and see all of the small shops and foods.

The day passes by fairly quickly, and by the time we reach the cabin, it's already 7. It's quite surprising how quickly time passes when I'm with him.

"I got us a reservation at 7:45 by the way. It's kinda a fancy place, so I hope you don't mind" he says, placing his jacket on the hooks near the door.

"That's alright" I simply reply.

Without exchanging any more words, we both head up and begin changing.

Luckily, I packed some formal wear, even though I didn't think I would use it. As I begin to get dressed, my anxiety increased and I start to overthink my outfit choice. I've never been on a proper date, let alone anyplace "fancy".

I glance at the clock that's placed on the wall and the time shows '7:20'.

That's 25 minutes till the date. Fuck.