nagito komaeda x reader one-shots

prom

(Y/N) stood in front of her body length mirror, applying the finish touches to her outfit before stepping back and checking her appearance.
She wore a (prom outfit!!!), her hair styled in (the style you'd like) and her makeup done to perfection. She had a few bits of jewellery like a bracelet and a necklace to add to the outfit, as well as posh earrings in her ears. Despite this, she still frowned. She actually had no one to go to prom with since no one had invited her. It saddened her a lot but she brushed her feelings aside, opting to force a smile and just think about the fun she might have tonight! At least she hoped.
She heard her name be called from downstairs, signalling that it was time for her to go. She dusted off her outfit one last time, taking a deep breath before heading down stairs and to the front of her home, where her ride awaited.
She had booked a limousine with her closest friends, greeting them when she entered the vehicle.
"Hey (Y/N)." They all simultaneously greeted, (Y/N) smiling back.
Hajime sat next to Chiaki with his arm wrapped around her waist. He had asked her to be his date and she had agreed. Komaeda sat opposite them, a leg over his knee with his arms resting on the back of the seat. (Y/N) had to keep herself from staring at him; he looked so handsome.
His hair was tied back in a half ponytail, showing off his face more clearly. He wore a black shirt, a waistcoat over the top, with a loose bow tie around the collar and a white jacket with his unique red design on the upper sleeve. His trousers were black with a slim fit, finished off with a pair of dark shoes. He literally looked like a god.
(Y/N) sat next to him, being the only seat left, and closed the car door. The vehicle engine roared before they set back off again, this time on their way to the venue. Hajime and Chiaki were sort of muttering to each other with the occasional laugh and (Y/N) couldn't help but feel envious; she wanted what they had. She bit at her lip as the emptiness clawed at her heart, trying to focus on something other than her depressing love life. And why did she feel so awkward next to Komaeda? Sure she had a phat ass crush on him, but tonight just felt even worse than normal.
'Oh god, what if he knows and is silently judging me?!' She panicked to herself.
She just fumbled with her fresh set of nails, admiring the colour and sparkle of the design.
"Who are you going to prom with, (nickname)?" Nagito broke her out of her thoughts, the girl looking up at him.
A bitter taste fell into her mouth, remembering that she had no one to go with no one to dance with no one to love-
"Ah, uhm, no one. No one asked me." (Y/N) responded, averting her gaze slightly. "You?"
"Mm, no, but I've got someone on my mind." He answered.
(Y/N) felt her heart drop; of course he had someone else on her mind. Why would she ever be so stupid to hope that he liked her back? She was starting to regret coming today, she only attended because Mikan and Ibuki (more Ibuki) begged her to.
"Well good luck! I hope they say yes." (Y/N) smiled her usual cheery smile.
"Would my luck truly be so kind to such scum?" Nagito mumbled, turning his head away.
He seemed really disinterested in the girl, which broke her heart a little but she didn't notice how he eyed her up when she entered, the blush he hid when he turned away and the rose in his pocket he had specially for her.
The limo came to a halt, signifying that they had arrived at their destination. The door was opened, Hajime taking Chiaki's hand and guiding her outside while the other two just got out by themselves. Komaeda stood behind (Y/N) and she couldn't help but notice how tall and gorgeous he was. Sheesh, this was going to be a hard night.
The music could be heard clearly from their position outside, pop tunes blaring and a cacophony of chatter as people arrived to the prom. (Y/N) took this moment to see who had come together;
Kyoko and Makoto, Sonia and Gundham, Fuyuhiko and Peko, Sayaka and Leon, Kaede and Rantaro who were walking beside Kokichi and Shuichi, Himiko and Tenko, Maki and Kaito, Nekomaru and Akane... the list went on.
Everyone seemed to have someone with them. (Y/N) hated her inner hopeless romantic for making her feel so jealous.
'You're supposed to be enjoying yourself!' She scolded herself, brushing through some locks of her hair before joining her friends in entering the building.

Music played loudly through the hall while people danced, ate, drank and interacted with others. There was a buffet available to take food from as well as a punch bowl and all your classic prom supplies. The hall was decorated brilliantly, the lights adding a gorgeous effect to the venue and the banners adding life to the wall.
(Y/N) was sat between Ibuki and Mikan, who were talking among themselves about miscellaneous things.
"Ooo! Ibuki saw Komaeda looking over at you Mikan!" Ibuki whisper-shouted, squealing slightly. "This is your chance!"
(Y/N) looked quizzically at the two.
"Mikan has the teensiest tiniest ittle bittle crush on Nagito!" Ibuki explained, Mikan yelping in response. "Go on, Mikan! I'll be right behind you."
(Y/N) had to suppress her distaste, smiling at her friends to encourage her to go on. Mikan took a deep breath and nodded, getting up from her seat to approach Nagito.
(Y/N) couldn't watch, getting up from her seat too and excusing herself to the bathroom. In reality, she headed into the back recess area of the school, sitting in the gazebo in the garden. She sat on the wooden bench inside, sighing and looking up at the night sky through the glass roof. She sighed, admiring the stars and trying to get her mind off the whole Nagito ordeal.
"It's a lovely night, isn't it?"
(Y/N)'s head turned in surprise to the direction of the voice, seeing Nagito himself leaning on the frame of the entrance to the gazebo. The moonlight accentuated his features, casting down an angelic glow on his build. He truly looked beautiful.
"Ah, yes." (Y/N) responded, shuffling slightly in her seat. "Shouldn't you be with Mikan?"
"I don't like Mikan." He bluntly answered. "Not like that, anyway."
(Y/N) let out an 'ohhh', maybe even guiltily relieved. You could still hear the music playing from the hall, a more softer piece playing for the end of the night couple dances. Nagito sighed audibly, bringing himself further into the gazebo before stretching out his hand to the girl below. She looked at him in surprise, a small smile on his features.
"I like you." He told her. "So? Care to dance with me?"
(Y/N) blushed, feeling heat spread through her chest. She hesitated slightly but took his hand, Nagito pulling her up to a standing position before placing his other hand on her waist. She placed her other on his shoulder, him pulling her in closer so they were barely centimetres apart.
"I-I like you too, Nagito." (Y/N) admitted, moving her body in a slow rhythm with his.
He hummed with a genuine smile on his face, leaning his face in closer to her.
"Are you sure about that? Scum like me?" Nagito checked.
"Of course, Nagito you're not scum to me!" (Y/N) argued.
"Then you wouldn't mind if I did this?"
He leant forward further and placed his lips on hers, stunning her momentarily before she melted into his touch. His kiss was gentle but passionate, soft but meaningful. She kissed him back with similar emotions, the world pausing as they shared such an intimate action. They broke apart to catch their breath before Nagito dipped his head to kiss her again. (Y/N)'s heart swelled with love, adoration and happiness. Finally she had the man she loved so dearly, kissing him like nothing else matters.
When they eventually broke the kiss, they gazed into each other's eyes for a little while after.
"For you..." Nagito mumbled to her, bringing out a perfect red rose from his inner coat.
She blushed as he handed her the gift, twirling it between her fingers with a content smile on her face.
"Thank you, Nagito." (Y/N) shyly said.
"The pleasure's all mine, gorgeous~" He complimented, causing her face to burn red once again.
"Rich coming from you, handsome~" She retorted, him now being the one with a red face.
Nagito froze slightly before (Y/N) broke out into laughter, the white-haired boy soon joining in with her.
Their laughter died down and Nagito took both her hands in his.
"Be mine?" He asked.
"Always." She responded.