Danganronpa X Reader Oneshots (Discontinued)

Nagito X Fem!Reader / Fluff

(Y/n)'s POV

I lived next to this boy, Nagito Komeada. He lived alone. We were friends since childhood. Nagito led a pretty hard life, I always tried to help him in hard times. Even though he had a rough life, he seemed to never stop smiling...

I wanted to cook something today, I had lots of experience with cooking. I ran short on ingredients though, so I wanted to take a trip to the grocery store.

I walked around the store, looking for the things I needed. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a white haired boy. I turned, and it was Nagito. His basket held lots of junk food, processed foods, instant foods.

I sighed after seeing what he was going to buy. "Hey Nagito!" I called out, walking towards him as he stopped and turned to me. "Ah, (Y/n), nice to see you." Nagito said with a smile.

"Why don't you come to my place for dinner..?" I asked while eyeing his basket. "How nice of you, sure." He replied. We walked to my place with the groceries we bought.

"Make yourself at home." I said, while unlocking the door and heading to my kitchen. I took out the groceries and started to get cooking.

"(Y/n)" Nagito said. "Hm?" I asked while cutting something. "Let me help you, I can't let you do all the work." He insisted. "Aw, thanks Nagito." I said, letting him cut something too.

My back was towards Nagito, I was stirring (ramen I guess) as I put the chopped ingredients in with it. I looked over my shoulder to check on Nagito. He was awfully quiet, until I heard a hiss. Nagito had made a small cut on his finger on accident.

"H-hey Nagito!" I exclaimed worriedly as I walked hastily towards him. "Oh don't worry (Y/n) it's just a smal-" "Are you bleeding!?" I blurted out, grabbing his hand.

I pulled Nagito to the bathroom to get a bandaid. Fresh blood dripped from his finger as I tended his cut. "It's just a little cut, you shouldn't worry about me." Nagito said. "OK, maybe I did overreact a little...but that doesn't mean I shouldn't care about you." I explained looking at him.

"You need to treat yourself better Nagito...please." I said quietly as I walked with him to the kitchen again. I let Nagito stir the ramen a little, since it was close to being finished. I prepared the bowls and let Nagito sit down.

"Eat up." I said while slowly sliding the bowl to him. "..Thank you (Y/n)." He said. "Thanks for helping me." I thanked him too.

"You know, you should try to eat a little more healthier." I said looking at Nagito. "I saw what you bought today." "You need to take care of yourself." I said. "..you're right, I'll try (Y/n)." Nagito said, blowing his ramen. "Thank you." I thought.

Nagito's POV

Dinner at (Y/n)'s place was great. I'm glad I have someone like (Y/n) to care for me. No one ever has done something like this for me.

"Let me wash your dishes." I insisted since (Y/n) finished soon after I did. "No, it's ok. I got it." (Y/n) said getting up and walking towards the sink. "No, no, let me do something for you. I don't want to make you do everything, please?" I tried to convince (Y/n). I didn't want her to do everything for me like she always had.

(Y/n) gave in and sighed. "If you insist.." She said while giving me the bowl.

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I laid on my bed, thinking about what I should do. I should try to cook something. I rarely do cook, so I needed to go to the grocery store. It's about time I listen to (Y/n), and not let her do anything else for me.

I put on my shoes and headed out to the grocery store. I haven't seen or talked to (Y/n) today. I hope she is doing ok.

I walked around the grocery store, while thinking about what I should cook. I wasn't the best at knowing what ingredients to get, so I took out my phone and looked up some recipes.

I then saw (Y/n) walking hastily through the isles. I wonder what she was here for. I was going to say hello, but she was walking a little fast. I followed a little far behind, and got a glimpse of her basket.

Expecting veggies and others, instead there were lots of junk food, and snacks. It looked like my basket when I go shopping. I ran up to (Y/n), desperately trying to catch up. "(Y/n)..?" I asked while putting a hand on her shoulder.

She stopped and looked back at me. (Y/n) had a bitter expression on her face, which isn't like her. That worried me seeing her like that. "You're coming with me." I said, pulling (Y/n) out of the store into the house empty handed.

(Y/n) didn't hesitate or say anything on the way to my house. When we got in, she went to the table and put her head down. She obviously wasn't in a good mood.

She wouldn't even talk to me. I didn't know what to do, until I came up with an idea. I could cook something for her.

I left (Y/n) to rest and be alone while I went to the kitchen. I opened the fridge to see not many food choices. I sighed and took some eggs that were in the fridge. I was going to make eggs.

The eggs sizzled on the hot pan as I tried to not burn myself. I didn't want (Y/n) to worry about me, especially when she isn't feeling too well. I made 2 plates for the both of us. I burned an egg, but it wasn't too bad.

I took both plates and put them on the table. The aroma of freshly cooked eggs lingered through my house. "Hey, you're not you when you're hungry. Eat up." I said, gently sliding the plate towards (Y/n) which looked up at me. Her expression more calm.

"I'm here if you need me, you know." I said, trying to comfort her.

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