[ DISCONTINUED ] 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒. nagi seishiro

. 21

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞, leaving a heavy sigh. Thanks to nagi, he is willing to accompany you even though it is already this late.

"I'll see you tomorrow" he mumbles, turning around getting ready to leave. You heard his mumbling and immediately turn to face him again , he's leaving already??

You grab him by the wrist resulting him to stop, he turned his face to you, rather looking emotionless.

"I.." you hesitated to speak up to him, you don't know what make you feels like this, but it is not your place to say such a thing. He's getting restless.

"What is it, you have to say?" He spoke, sounding not even interested to hear you out at the moment.

"Thanks for tonight" you confessed, you don't remember how many times have you thanked him tonight, but after saying this one, you felt very relieved.

He let out a soft chuckle, as his eyes were still locked on you, with that cheeky smile of his plastered across his face.

Soon you loosen the grip on his wrist, as he slowly let go, backing off from your house garden and walking away.

You were left there cold outside, so you quickly make it inside.

Putting your coat aside while making your way towards your room. Today wasn't very much, you enjoyed nagi's company even though he's pretty quiet, you're not very sure if he's holding back something or not, because you swore you can feel like he tryna say something but failed.

You just shrug it off, undoing your clothes, changing it into one of your pyjamas, soon dropping your body off the bed, sighing.

You are still wearing your makeup though, 'it isn't that heavy, so i think it will be fine if i didnt remove it for tonight..' you ridiculously thought. Before actually forcing yourself to get up and wash your face.

After a moment, you walk out from the toilet, with towel hung on your neck. You look over your phone which has been ringing for awhile.

Not wasting anytime you reach for it, which is an unknown number, you were lowkey scared to answer it, 'what if it's a scammer?' You thought, bitting on your lips, as you bravely swipe on the answer button.

"Hello?" you spoke nervously, bitting your nail this time, you just have a bad habit doing that when youre shit.

a long silence was heard across the room and it started to creep you out.

'What if it's outside my room..' The urge to just turn my head to the window and brush off the curtain away to see if there's something, is wild.

Eventually there's a voice coming from the other line when you were about to end it.

"Y/N?" It startled you when they suddenly spoke.