Nagito's POV

   Jordan~kun isn't bad as I thought. He's surprisingly nice. Somehow he knew I liked quiet places, and took me to the library! I've been wanting to go for ages. It was nice of him to do that, he even took me out for food at the Kissaten. The Kissaten was even quiet too, which pleased me.

   "So Jordan~kun, what do you usually do?" I asked him. "Well, I work here, for starters", "I have to take care of my sisters after all" he says. "You have siblings?" I asked. He smiles shyly, "Yeah I do, they're amazing, the only people I can't lose you know?" He says. I give him a warm smile, "I understand, but if you don't mind me asking, what happened to your parents?".

   He smile drops a bit and sighs, "My parents are dead, well at least one of them" he explains. "The other well, likes to leave and come back". "I'm sorry Jordan~kun" I say, not meaning for him to be sad. "No, no it's fine, honestly you're the first person I told that too" he says. "Don't you have friends" I asked.

   "Not any true ones, but yes I guess you can say that" he answers. I could be his first true friend, but I don't want my luck getting in the way. Hmm...be his friend or no? Ugh! "I'll be your friend!" I said without thinking. He looked at me surprised. Then he laughs lightly, the laugh gave me some type of comfort but confusion.

   "You're too nice, Marshmallow" he says, still laughing. "Is that a new nickname for me?" I asked, smirking at him. "Yeah, sorry I don't know if you like it or not" he says, stopping his laughter. "It's fine, the nickname is funny" I explained. "Good, cause I'm calling you that for the rest of the time I live" he says with a smirk.

   My face heats up a bit, but not too much. "You're blushing!" He semi-yells. My face heats up more. "N-no I'm not! I have no reason too!" I yelled. "Your face got redder" he says, his smirk growing deeper. I hide my face in my hands. "Go away!". "Aww no way! You're being too cute". "Jordan~kun! Don't be an asshole!".

  "I'm not being an asshole, I could be something else~".  I hit him in his face. "P-pervert!". "Marshmallow that hurt!" He whined. "Y-you deserved it!". He laughs at me. "Adorable". "Trash like me can't be adorable" I say. His whole face expression drop. "Did I say something wrong" I asked. "Marshmallow, I may have actually know you for the last few hours, but you are certainly not trash" he says sternly.

   I stayed quiet, not wanting to upset him. I looked away from him slowly. "Marshmallow look at me". Silence filled the air. He uses his hand to make me look at him. "Marshmallow". His voice so smooth, and calming. I blush a bit, looking down. He makes me look at him again, but this time in the eye.

   His dark blue eyes reminded me of a cold night on a beach. "You aren't trash Marshmallow" he says, letting go of me, but still keeping eye contact. "I am". "How often do you call yourself that?" He asked me. I give him a soft smile. He groans, "Jesus christ Marshmallow!", "You need damn help" he says. I just laugh at him.

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    "Thank you for agreeing to come hangout with me" Jordan kun says. "I'm glad I gave you a chance" I tell him with a soft smile. He smirks, "Give me your phone unlocked" he demanded. I give him my phone, and he types something in, then gives it back. I realized he gave me his number.

   "You can call or text anytime cutie". I blush at the name. "And before you say it, no you wouldn't be a burden to me, just call whenever", "I know I don't seem like the most trustworthy person, but I'm here if you need me" he says softly. I look at him dumbfounded. He sounds so sincere.

   "Thank you, Jordan kun" I say smiling, with actual emotion. "Of course Marshmallow, thanks for the date" he says smirking. Wait what?! "You never said this was a date!" I yelled, blushing madly. "Of course not, you wouldn't have agreed" he says. Well he has a point but still! "So?! I– hmph".

    "Aww you're face is red, adorable" he says smirking. I hit him in his chest. "Meanie" I mumbled. "Aww baby don't be like that". "Go away" I groaned. He laughs, "Ok, I'll stop but get home safe cutie" he says, then kisses my forehead. I blush even harder. Komaeda control you're gay! Before he left he said, "I'm bi, by the way".

   What the hell am I supposed to do with that information? Actually no that he says that, it was kinda obvious. I stood there dumbfounded for a bit. It was actually pretty chilly outside, and I forgot my jacket at home. "Hey! Why are you still here?" A voice asked me.

   "Jordan kun? Why are you back?" I asked him. "Well I forgot I worked today, so yeah", "Are you cold?". "No I'm fine–". He gave me his hoodie. "You can give it back tomorrow" he said. "Won't you need this?" I asked him, now an even more blushing mess. "No, go home now, it's getting late" he says. "O-ok" I stuttered.

   He mumbles something and walks back into the building. I look back at the hoodie, and put it on. It's oversized, he's not that damn tall! Though it is pretty comfortable. I snuggle into the hoodie, and start walking home. Ugh curse my gay self! I need help, and I know exactly who to the ask.

                  Ichigo~chan💙

                Hope Boi: hey can I come over?

Ichigo~chan: Yeah
though this is sudden,
what happened?

                        Hope Boi: Gay panic 😅

Ichigo chan: I see,
come over and I'll see
what I can do

                                   Hope Boi: thank you
                                         you're amazing!

Ichigo chan: I try 😌

    She's a whole damn live saver. Now let me get there quickly. Though, a lot of good things happen lately, where is the bad luck? This worries me. I sigh. At first everything pissed me off but later it got better. I smile to myself. His eyes are still pretty though– Komaeda stop being gay! Jesus.

   This hoodie is still pretty warm and it smells nice, just like hi– STOP KOMAEDA! I groan out loud. Why the hell did I have to be gay? I mean he is kinda cute and hot–

  A hand covered my mouth, I tried to yell but it was muffled. "Give us your money kid" the man said. I didn't bring any money. Why am I getting robbed anyways? Wait, this must be the bad luck. They took my bag and searched through it. "This was a complete waste of time" one guy said. "Not exactly, at least we caught a cutie, we could keep him boss" the other guy said.

   Oh hell no. I started kicking and squirming my way out. Their grip on me only got tighter. "Don't struggle sweetheart, we'll take good care of you" the 'boss' guy said. Not only are they robbers, completely creeps and pedophiles. How in the hell am I going to get out this one?

   As on cue, this mysterious dark haired guy, with red eyes that stands out in the night, attacked the creeps who were trying to rob me. He came in with a fly kick, kicking the person holding me, then picked me up bridal style. And he may or may not be hot. Just who was he?

Author's Note: Cliffhanger anyone? I was going to add more but the chapter would be kinda too long so, part 2? Anyways enjoy the fluff, gay, and ooc Nagito :3

Published on: 06/24/20
Finished on: 06/22/20