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Five Times Kissed || Accepting

Their first kiss was a complete accident. He'd come to the infirmary that day to get a small wound treated and Mikan was more than happy to help clean and dress the small cut he'd gotten. She worked quickly and efficiently, leaning in so she could see her work up close. It was only after she'd finished dressing the cut on his cheek that he quickly turned and pressed his lips to her own cheek. He must not have even thought about it before doing it because he immediately began to stammer and ramble on about how sorry he was and that it wouldn't happen again. Mikan let out a small giggle and smiled. "Y-You're welcome, Naegi-kun."

The second kiss happened to not be an accident at all. Makoto Naegi had been on his way home from class when he noticed Mikan had fallen yet again. She'd gotten herself entangled in a bush and her backside was exposed to anyone walking by. After helping her up and a very awkward, embarrassing moment where he had to explain that he had not been staring at her exposed panties, he waved goodbye and turned to head home again. Only she stopped him quickly by calling out to him. When she reached his side again, she leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek - a thank you for saving her from further embarrassment.

The third kiss was vastly different from the innocence they shared during their school days. Her holding cell in the Future Foundation facility was cold and cramped, making her claustrophobic and aggravated most days. But his daily visits were often the only thing she really looked forward to now. He was a constant she could rely on and the closer they got the more she found herself falling for him the way she fell for her Beloved... It was one of these evenings during his visit she decided to make the first move, cupping his chin in her hand and leading him closer. She paused for a second, lips hovering close to his. She glanced at the camera watching them and smirked, knowing damn well a certain someone was watching them, before she kissed him.

The fourth kiss felt like a dream. The room was spinning and she felt the need to lie down, but it was only until he gently pressed his hand to her chest in an attempt to guide her back down that she realized she had already been lying down. She gazed up at him in confusion, the sound of medical equipment beeping away and the low hum of a computer's server whirred behind her head. "Where...?" She began to ask, lifting her hand to reach toward him. It was then she noticed the IV. But before she could explore further Naegi took her hand and held it close to his lips, pressing a kiss to the pale skin. He reassured her she was safe, that he wouldn't let anything hurt her while she was in the simulation, and then he'd be right here to greet her again when she woke up...

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This was a stupid idea and Mondo knew it, why was he even trying? he could build and build all he wanted, but nothing he made would ever be good enough to make a living off of.

It was late, the biker being unable to sleep with that little nagging thought in the back of his head telling him all he would ever be was a delinquent, a no good menace to society who could do nothing but destroy. He wanted to prove that voice wrong, he had to. So Mondo had snuck out if his room and into the well stocked woodshop at the academy. If he couldn't build something here, it was hopeless.

It seemed that for now that voice would win if the scraps of wood he was surrounded by told him anything. He was trying to build a birdhouse, a simple little bird house that he could hang outside of his window and see the coming and goings of whatever would take up it's residence, something he could look at on his bad days and know he could do this. But nothing was turning out right, and the more he tried the more frustrated he got, until he hit a breaking point.

3.) Falling asleep on mine.

                                  ━━━━━━ .:.『悲劇』.:. ━━━━━━ 

-✁- ℌ𝔬𝔴 - {

       𝔄𝔰 much as Fukawa had wanted to read alone in the library, Naegi had followed her and even sat next to her whilst she read. The atmosphere was quiet, and warm, the library itself dark, save for the table lamp illuminating the pages so Fukawa wouldn't have to strain her eyes to see. Unaware of the passage of time due to being so engrossed in her novel, Fukawa had also forgotten about the boy next to her until she felt a sudden weight being pressed to her shoulder.        𝔄𝔱 first, she was startled due to the low light, but soon found that it was just Naegi who had fallen asleep on her shoulder. Whether it was because of the dark, warm environment they were in, or if it was because he'd gotten bored, Fukawa scoffed a bit at his action but wasn't annoyed or upset by him. Rather, she had actually turned just the slightest shade of red as this was a scenario she'd kind of always dreamed of happening. Just looking at his sleeping face made a rare smile come across Fukawa's pale visage, until she soon put her head on his and closing her eyes, fully enjoying this peaceful moment.

                                                                          } - ＰＡＴＨＥＴＩＣ -✃-

“Naegi-kuuuuuuuun~! Hey, earth to Naegi! Your food’s gonna get cold!” Hina warns, tapping him gently on the top of his head. “I know it’s been stressful lately but you still gotta eat! A good diet keeps ya healthy and strong so you can face anything!”

As she speaks, a sugary pink frosted donut is lifted up and bitten into with giddy excitement. It’s the first and only donut she’s had all day and she’s not about to let anyone ruin it for her. Despite the fact that her choice in snack directly contradicts what she’s said, she doesn’t seem to notice the irony at all. Instead, she munches away like it’s the last donut in the whole universe.