Karmagisa stuff

Awkwardly posts (pt2)

I roll over, away from the light. Wait, my window isn't on that side of my room, and my pillows don't smell of cologne and sweat. I'm at Karma's place. Party, intimacy, he ran away, I remember now. He's an idiot. I'm going to get him to accept what he did. Wait, if I'm in his bed and it's morning, where the fuck is he? I️ know I️ always wake up first. I roll out of bed and walk into the main room. It's empty, other than my target laying on the sofa.

"Wake up!" I pull the blanket off of him, thankfully finding him fully clothed. He flinches at the sound and blinks himself awake, confused for a second before turning and looking me up and down, pulling the blanket back over his face.

"I'm sorry." He pulls the blanket right around his head, curling into the back of the couch.

"Geez, Nagisa, whose pants did you get into?" Rio walks around the corner from the kitchen. She's holding a cup of coffee, rubbing her eyes.

"Wanna answer that?" I turn to Karma, who hides his face by turning away. She looks between the two of us and shakes her head.

"Okay, I'm just going to take a guess. My little whore decides he wants a piece of that, then backs out halfway through because he actually likes you and doesn't want to take advantage of his 'poor innocent Nagi'. How close am I?"

"Practically spot on."

"I'm sorry." He mumbles through his hands, leaning on his knees.

"For what?"

"I don't know... whatever you're mad about! Grabbing you in the first place, hurting you, leaving you all hot-n-bothered? Everything."

"I'm impartial here, as always, but I kind of want to know the lead up to this. I know you wouldn't just grab him out of the hall and start biting him right then and there."

"He was about to fuck Asano but I caught them, thinking it was a random couple trying to get it off."

"I'm sorry!" He hides his face again, throwing himself into his crossed arms resting on his knees.

"Which thing are you actually upset about?"

"He ditched when I said I liked him. Sorry, I'm not someone who gets dirty with people without feelings."

"Well I am!" He looks up regretfully. "I'm the type of person who only fucks people I don't know or I hate, because that feels so much better than actually having meaningful sex and then being rejected." He shouts, holding tears back.

"So you go to people you know you would reject?"

"What do you think?!" He snaps, biting his lip and looking away right after. "Sorry... I'm just angry I got caught..."

"Well... you know I wouldn't reject you. Though, I would like it if I was the only one you come to."

"I know you wouldn't do that to me, but I'm a nasty whore and you deserve so much better."

"It doesn't matter how many people you've been with if you tell me you'll be mine alone for awhile."

"You're an idiot and you don't know what you're saying."

"I'm saying we can do it right here and now if you agree to fuck me and only me."

"Could you guys at least wait until I've had my coffee and left before you start stripping."

"Sorry! I- uh, kind of forgot you were still here."

"Wait, how did you know?"

"I've been listening to his problems for years. I was the one he came to when he fucked a stranger for the first time."