"I hate camping." I throw a pillow at Nagisa. He puts an arm up to stop it from hitting him head on.
"Come on. This is the fanciest camping trip I've ever been on. I usually sleep on the floor of the tent." He gestures to the blowup mattress we're pulling blankets onto. I could never sleep like that!
"That's just cruel. We evolved and invented houses and kitchens and bug repellent for a reason. Why are we going backwards?" It's honestly my opinion on camping. It's gross and goes against modern human evolution.
"Because your boyfriend finds it fun so shut up and like it." He rolls his eyes and smiles at my misfortune.
"Nagisa, seriously could we have done anything else? I will take you somewhere with air conditioning." It's a plea. I can't spend two whole days in the outdoors for no reason.
"I really like camping! Can you just try to enjoy this? You get s'mores!" He's trying to make it better with food I could easily make in the comfort of our home with a microwave and torch?
"You know, I don't want to smell like fire for two days until we get back to civilization and a shower." He knows how much I hate going without a shower. I feel stinky.
"Karma, Stop. You can fake it. Or, you know, try to enjoy yourself instead of being a prick." Whoa. Look who's defensive about sleeping on dirt. Wait, he just called me a prick! I'm not a prick for hating this!
"Hey!" He looks me dead in the eye and drops the rest of the bedding onto the mattress, turning swiftly and putting on his shoes.
"I'm starting the fire. You can finish this by yourself." He moves softly out of the tent, zipping the door behind him.
-/-/-
"Nagisa?" I was kind of a prick. It was his turn to pick the trip.
"What?" He snaps.
"Can you calm down?! Damn! I wanted to talk about it!" Why is he still angry?! I've given him time.
"Well I'm still angry so we can talk about it later."
"If you need to cool off we could walk?" We both need to chill out. Both of us are being complete dicks so we are both at fault so neither of us are really at fault, right? Well, I started it. I can admit that. He lets out a strangled sigh and turns to me with the coldest look of plea.
"Drop it for right now."
-/-/-
I come to slowly, the sun is kept at bay by early morning clouds, so there is no rush to cover my eyes. It is still hot, even without the solar rays beating down on us. Us. I go to shift myself, only to find that, even though I fell asleep on one edge of the bed with Nagisa sulking on the other, I'm now laying in the middle, both of our limbs tangled together, chests pressed flush, him breathing softly into the crook of my neck. The only other noise inside the tent is the soft whistle of air escaping the bed.
"Looks like the bed solved our little quarrel for us." I kiss the top of his head when I notice he is waking up, moving and stretching his legs, obviously confused to find his touching mine.
"It was a stupid fight anyway, sorry." He groans, moving to flop onto his back and kick the blanket down.
"I'm sorry too." I started it, but if he's taking partial blame, I'll let him.
"You want to just go off campgrounds for breakfast? There's a cafe really close." What? Well, I want to, but... I was too big of a jerk. It's his turn to choose the trip, he deserves to have his time.
"Nah. Let's stay. I want to try to make you something edible on the shitty stove thing you brought." It's going to be so weird working the little contraption he calls a grill.
"If you're cooking then I'm going back to sleep." He huffs, hiding that small smile I know he's wearing by turning away from me. I pull my hands up and curl them ot my chin, making my best puppy-dog face. When I don't move or speak for a few seconds, he turns over. I make a small noise, hoping to resemble a pup's whine. He rolls his eyes and sits up, that tiny smile growing. "Fiiiine, I'm up. But this better be more than edible."
A/n short one because all of the long ones are soooo close to being finished but not close eNOUGH
And I'd like your opinion on the thoughts:
Nagisa is the kind of boyfriend that likes to be the little spoon and lay on your lap but would be the big spoon in a fucking heartbeat and would definitely hold you up and play with your hair and let you cry on his shoulder
Karma is the kind of boyfriend that would deal with you putting your cold feet and hands on him when he's already freezing and always learns your quirks and remembers the weird little things about you
P.s. I need to fix up my cover so if that doesn't happen with a couple updates, someone yell at me.
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Fanfiction[Suggestions closed] This is entirely karmagisa btw sometimes other ships are thrown in (The writing gets MUCH better as the chapters progress) Mostly oneshots Some are normal. Some are AUs. Some are angsty. ⚠️Warning ⚠️ I often refer to Nagisa's...
