his bottom lip.

Chapter 15

[IM TIRED IM LISTENING TO HYPERACTIVE EDM LETS GET EDGY]

Karma was worried. Nagisa has been extremely listless all day. After Nagisa asked him about love, he just dozed off.

Karma scrambled his brain.

Nagisa had told him that if he doesn't get blood for two days he'll grow fatigued, which was strange, since Karma had given him blood yesterday.

What does Nagisa need from him?

Karma tried to get off the couch to get dinner started, but Nagisa wouldn't budge an inch.

But then he noticed something.

Nagisa's lips were slightly curled into a feint smile, and his hand.

His hand was closed shut around Karma's shirt, no signs of ever letting go.

Karma fell in love with him all over again.

His adorable face, how awkward he'd get during some confrontations, his feint blush of embarrassment, his smile, his hair, even his scent.

Nagisa Shiota, the frail and anything but intimidating vampire.

That was the person to whom Karma would give the world if he could.

Karma loves Nagisa so much.

And in his eyes, Nagisa didn't feel the same way.

Nagisa didn't know how he felt.

What was Karma to him?

A childhood friend, perhaps.

So why were there so many butterflies in his stomach? Why does he feel that there's a need for him to stay as close as he can to him? Why can't he let go of his shirt? Why doesn't he want to leave the warmth of his body? Why did he feel this way?

Nagisa woke up.

Karma looked down at him.

"Have a nice nap, princess? You were only out for 7 minutes."

Karma smiled down at him.

Nagisa wanted to cry.

And then.

He did.

Nagisa cried.

Karma wanted to die.

"Nagisa? Hey what's the matter? Don't cry! Hey it's okay! You'll be fine! I'm right here okay? Cry as much as you want."

Nagisa looked up at the figure in front of him, a painful question resting on his lips.

There was a burning sensation in his chest, his heart set ablaze with fury, bitterness, and pain.

Jealousy.

Nagisa rested in Karma's arms. He was so confused. Usually, he'd come talk to Karma about weird stuff like this. But now, was he even supposed to?

Karma likes Asano. If Nagisa tells Karma about these feelings, and if what he's feeling really is love, things will only become more awkward for the two of them, they kiss each other on a daily basis after all.

Nagisa's face was nuzzled in Karma's arm, Nagisa's mouth opening only for sobs to erupt from it. Karma whispered words of comfort to Nagisa, hoping that he could hear them. He softly stroked Nagisa's hair and rubbed circles on his back.

Nagisa's teeth shut tightly on Karma's arm.

"Nagisa what the hell!"

Karma tried, but Nagisa was in a complete trance, and, still crying.

Karma fought to pull Nagisa's head off his arm, managing to make eye contact.

He held Nagisa's tear soaked face in both hands, looking him in his sad red eyes. Nagisa was shaking, there was blood dripping from his lips, and his breath kept hitching, his final few sobs breaking through.

"Nagisa! Nagisa do you see me?! Nagisa!"

Nagisa came back, and he came back in a frenzy.

He started crying much harder than he had been before, and he backed up as he could and curled up in a ball on the kitchen floor.

But he got up. He stumbled, sure. But he got up.

He stood shakily, his posture lanky and unstable. His head tilted upward in an insane fashion. His glowing red eyes full of swirls and turns.

He looked insane.

He mused, his eyes still as sad as they were before, and an obviously fake smile plastered on his face. Some tears still fell, and you could tell he wasn't okay.

Karma raced forward, possessed by so many different things at once his body moved on his own.

He kissed Nagisa.

He crashed his lips and Nagisa's, and he regretted it so badly two seconds later.

"Only drink blood like that, okay? Like we agreed."

Nagisa came right back to reality. He was able to stop himself on time.

He almost asked Karma why he loved Asano.

And it hurt him so much in that moment.

Karma kissed Nagisa so gently, his lips were soft and warm.

Nagisa realized something that scared him half to death.

He loved Karma.

Every last inch of his soul loved him. He wanted to give him everything he had. He wanted to stay with him forever. He wanted to take the good and the bad and make something out of it. He wanted to grow old with him. He wanted to kiss him, not just for blood but for love. He wanted to hold his hand, he wanted to fall asleep next to him and wake up to his beautiful face. He wanted to go on dates and get ice cream. He wanted to hug him and leave little kisses on his neck. He wanted to dry his tears and feel his smiles. He wanted to hear him call his name. He wanted to cook for him. He wanted to go out to eat with him. He wanted to borrow his sweaters, and kiss his face. He wanted to play video games together with him. He wanted to feel Karma's affection. Rain or shine, hot or cold, whenever, wherever, whatever, he wanted Karma to be right there by his side.

He had fallen oh so deeply in love with a boy who loves someone else.

He couldn't deal.

It only made sense that Karma would like Asano. They're so alike. They're both smart, they look a lot alike too. They're rivals.

And what was Nagisa to Karma?

A leech. A childhood friend and nothing more. A houseguest.

Nagisa had know that Karma didn't mean to, but even so he hated how easily Karma had messed him up like this. The way Karma looked at him, his smile, his warmth, his scent, all of it.

Nagisa wanted Karma.

And little did he know,

That Karma wanted him too.
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Wink wonk I'm back with some angsty shit

tysm for 22k!! It means a lot to me. Sorry for the slow updates! Idek if I like how this chapter came out but I really felt like I needed to update.

Imma rest

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