#discord asks

“shh stop moving, i’m braiding your hair.”

nagito komaeda was sleeping at his cottage, when he was suddenly woken up by a tug on his hair. he looked around to see who it was - and there he saw s/o, sitting behind him braiding his hair.

this was all very confusing to nagito, as he was sure he didn’t sleep with s/o in his room or leave his door unlocked or open.

nagito looked at s/o again, who had a determined expression on their face.

“i’m not saying i don’t enjoy you being here with me, but why and how are you here?” 

s/o paused and glanced at nagito, “well i first came here to give you your food since you didn’t show up for breakfast and i saw your door open, with you sleeping.”

s/o continued, “and i thought your hair looked like it could use some braiding, so i did just that.”

“you came into my room... and your first thought was braiding my hair?” questioned nagito.

s/o blushed, “w-well i just- your hair looked really soft..”

nagito softly smiled looking at s/o. “i never said i minded it, continue on love”

s/o wasted no time and began combing their hands through nagitos hair again, soft and pleasantry filled nagito as he waited for s/o to finish. after about a minute or two, s/o was finished.

“there! it’s all done, what do you think?” s/o asked as they pulled nagito into the bathroom.

nagito stared at his reflection as he gently touched his braided hair. There were a few braids here and there with tiny bands complimenting his hair.

“wow s/o! thank you, i love it!” nagito said as he looked at his reflection with glee in his eyes.

s/o smiled as they pulled nagito in for a kiss, they pulled back with hands interwined in nagitos hair.

“you’re welcome, and not to brag or anything - but i think i did a pretty good job! it suits you well nagito,” s/o beamed.

“i think it does too, my hope” nagito said as he pulled s/o to his bed.

s/o put their arms around nagitos torso as nagito held s/o in his arms. the weight of them both dragging them down upon the matress as they relaxed in each other’s arms. silence hung in the air until it was broke.

“you know you still have to eat right? we can’t have you starving all day..”

“let’s wait a little more.”

“whatever you say you dork.”