Chains (Servant Nagito X Reader)

Chapter 31: Six Ways To Sunday

A.N: This chapter contains NSFW content, viewer discretion advised! Also this chapter is 1000 words longer because of the smut...I like detail and I know you do too (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤
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"I'm sorry, I'm being as gentle as I can..."

Nagito tried his hardest to not stare too long at her stark naked body in the bathtub. She was sitting in the midst of frothy lukewarm water in the foetal position. They'd just spent the last half hour in Mikan's room carefully getting the Swiss knife out and patching up the hole. She had nursed her leg so well that it didn't hurt at all.
Everyone went to visit her and express their relief and condolences, except the aloof Mechanic. Nobody knew where he was.

Nagito would normally go looking for him or at least send a concerned text, but he was too emotionally exhausted. Also, he still bore a little anger for the strife he had unknowingly caused them.

"It's fine. You're doing a good job."

"Ah, okay, now look here, so I can get the ones on your face..."

Y/N obeyed him. Her face looked much softer and approachable. He dabbed at it with wet cotton and sterilized the cuts on her cheek. Soon, all that remained were clean red scars.

"Take as long as you need in there. Once you're done, I'll take a bath too."

"Won't you take one with me?"

Nagito froze in place.

"...what?"

"Oh, you're still uncomfortable for all that," she looked down at the bubbling clean water.
"That's okay, I thought maybe you'd want to-"

"No, no! It's fine!" He said quickly. "I thought you'd be uncomfortable, otherwise I'd have stripped no problem! So um...shall I take my clothes off?"

"Yes."

She looked at the wall to her left, letting him have his privacy. He peeled off his filthy black shirt and blue jeans. They had definitely seen better days. The inn might have been remote and old, but it had huge bathtubs. In fact, this one was larger than the one he had in Osaka.

He sheepishly stepped into the tub and hoped the bubbles would obscure the delicate bits. She looked back at him once he was properly inside.

"Did you lock the bedroom door? Because the bathroom door is wide open and it'd be quite a spectacle if someone walked in-"

"No, I did lock it," he said, leaning back and spreading his arms across its rim to relax.
"You were undressing so... there's no way I'd forget."

They sat opposite to each other in the bathtub for a few long minutes, but Nagito felt the need to get something off his mind.

"Hey, I really don't want to remind you off the stuff you had to go through back at the dam...but I'm really curious about something."

Y/N looked up at him. Her feet brushed against his in the water.

"I think I might know what it is."

"You do?"

"It's about the man who was about to shoot you, isn't it?"

"Ahaha...you know me well."

"You must've been told about how Junko killed my entire family by exploding a ticking bomb. Well, I thought my dad was in the house too, but he wasn't. He was at work. Without his family he got to hard times and had to join the Shirakawa Yakuza. They started out as a gang of hitmen but then started doing underhanded things for money, like human trafficking and selling illegal pharmaceutical drugs. He'd been looking for me since a long time so when Soda-San posted that picture of me he was overjoyed to find that I was living here in Ogi-Machi itself."