The Gangster Had Fallen

Chapter 27

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"K-karma-kun," Nagisa whispered, gaining the red head's attention. His boyfriend looked down at him, arching a brow. "You can put me down, you know."

Karma stared at him for a second, before chuckling. He carried the bluenette, bridal style, as he walked out of the luxurious private bathroom. He held Nagisa's small body that was covered by a towel, as he also have one wrapped around his hip. "After making love, three times, do you still think you can walk?"

Nagisa blushed, groaning. "No..."

Karma smirked, giving Nagisa's head a sweet peck. "It's settled then, I shall carry you until you're fully recovered."

"But your wounds were reopened, it's because of me." The angel mumbled under his breathe, hissing quietly when a shock of pain shot through his lower back as the devil placed him down onto the bed. The red head smiled, apologetically.

"It's not your fault, Nagi-chan." Karma assured him, walking towards the closet at the corner and fetched some clothes for the both of them. He came back in front of the flushtered bluenette, removing the towel around him. Nagisa squeaked, getting embarrassed from his body's exposure.

"Don't act so shy now, baby." Karma teased. "I've already seen every inch of you."

"That's the problem, I'm still not used to it." Nagisa grumbled, raising both of his hands in the air as Karma dressed him up. Karma inserted his arms inside the t-shirt's holes, pulling it down when it's finally okay. Nagisa hummed in comfort, loving the warmth of the oversized clothes around him. He looked up to Karma, and gave him a beautiful grin.

The devil jolted, face exploding with steam. He glanced away, clicking his tounge. "W-what?"

Nagisa gasped, "Oh my, did you just stuttered, Karma-kun?"

"I didn't." The red head defensed.

The bluenette laughed. "You did."

"Did not."

"Did."

"Not."

"Did."

"Not."

"Did."

Karma sighed, leaning down to kiss the other male's lips. "Yea, I did."

Nagisa smiled, reaching out for his face as he placed a kiss on top of his nose. He giggled, "Go get dressed, Karma-kun. I'll patch you up, your bandages are soaked with blood."

Karma nodded, walking back to the bathroom. "I'll go get the kits, then."

Nagisa hummed, eyeing the devil as he went back inside for the required equipments. As he waited, he gazed down on the towel and picked it up. He ruffled his wet hair with it, lessening the dripping water. Once he heard the door open, he looked up and shot Karma a cute smile.

"Well, that smile made me hard, baby." Karma smirked, enjoying Nagisa's flushtered  reaction as he closed the door behind him. He sat down beside the angel, setting the kits near them.

"Are you ready?" The blue head questioned, putting back the towel. His cerulean mop of hair stood on different kinds of direction.

Karma chuckled, "Born ready."

Nagisa bit his lip when the red head turned around, facing him with his bloody back. He took the small scissor, cutting the blood-soaked bandages as he removed them slowly. He heard the devil hissing about it, probably feeling the painful strike of the reopened wounds. Next, he held a cotton ball, carefully wiping off the scarlet stains from Karma's broad and muscled flesh.