I'm so bad at making romance scenes. Especially the "intimate" ones. Help ._.
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Nagisa's POV

Before going out of my room, I tied my hair into my usual pigtails. I looked at my reflection once again.

I heard a sudden knock from my window.

Turning my attention to my window, I saw Karma with a smile on his face. I walked to the window and opened it.

"Karma. Is something wrong?"

His smile stayed on his face as he replied, "No, just wanted to see you."

"I was just about to go."

"Really? I'll tag along, then." He started climbing down the tree.

I went out of my house, saying goodbye to my parents.

Karma was waiting for me in front of the house. "So where are you going?"

"I'm going to the music store." I showed him my violin case. "Some of the strings are worn out, so my mom told me to have them replace it."

"Ah, the violin?" He looked at me. "My mom plays the violin, too. Wanna have her check it out? It'll save some Yens." The red haired suggested.

Hearing that, I asked him, "Your parents are in town? In that case, sure!"

We started walking to Karma's house.

"Hey, could you play a little for me when it's fixed?" Karma looked at me.

I smiled at him, "Sure, if you don't mind my rusty skills at it."

"Aw, don't be like that!" He wrapped an arm around me.

We continued our walk. Upon getting there, we took off our shoes and entered.

We then saw Mitsuru-san, who came to greet us. "Oh, Nagisa-chan! Here for a visit?"

I smiled at her and bowed a little. "Sorry for intruding."

"Come in, come in!" Mitsuru-san started walking to the kitchen. "I'll fetch some snacks for you. Will you be going to Karma's room?"

"Ah, we'll be here in the living room." I replied. "Mitsuru-san, you don't have to go through so much trouble!"

"No, it's fine, it's fine!"

Karma lightly pulled my wrist and led me to the long couch.

Mitsuru-san came back with a tray of snacks and tea. "Help yourself, Nagisa-chan. We have Godiva chocolates!"

"Yes." I smiled.

After taking a sip of her tea, she looked at me. "Oh my, you know how to play the violin, Nagisa-chan?" She said after noticing my violin case.

"Well, just the basics," I replied. "Actually, that's exactly why I'm here. Some of the strings are worn out, but I don't know how to replace them." I took the violin out with the spare strings.

"Oh, I see," Mitsuru-san took the violin and strings. "Here, let me teach you..."

She started replacing the strings, teaching me at the same time.

"Oh, I see now..." After she taught me, I started to replace a string by my own.

"There we go." She smiled.

"You're a fast learner, Nagisa-chan!" Mitsuru-san looked at Karma. "How fortunate of you, Karma, having such a nice girlfriend like Nagisa-chan!"

Karma sweat dropped at her statement.

"Don't worry, Mitsuru-san... He brags about it all the time." I thought in my head.

After chatting for a bit, I learned that Mitsuru-san plays the violin really well, and that she's joined some competitions.

She even let me hear her play. And boy, was she on a whole 'nother level. I was amazed and completely drawn into her.

Since my mom was the one who told me to learn the violin without my consent, I'm not really dedicated into learning more about it. Yes, it makes a beautiful sound, and I enjoy it, but...

"Well, why don't you two go up to Karma's room? I'll bring over the snacks there in a bit." Mitsuru-san's voice made me come back from my trail of thoughts.

"Ah, yes." With that, me and Karma stood up and went up to his room.

Once we went there, Karma sat on his bed. "Well, that didn't take long at all."

I nodded in agreement as I walked in.

"You know, the Yakushima trip was really uneventful." Karma looked at me as he brought up the Yakushima trip.

"Uneventful?"

"Yeah. I mean, when we went to Okinawa, you girls sneaked into the guys' room," He started. "But this time, nothing interesting happened."

I sweat dropped. "...So you want us to break the rules?"

His face showed a grin as he rested his head on his fist. "So, about playing for me..."

My lips formed a smile. "Alright, alright." I could tell he was enlightened as I said it.

I sat on the floor and took out my violin and bow. Karma came down from his bed and sat next to me.

"I won't be near as good as Mitsuru-san."

"That's fine by me. I want to hear you play, with your own ways."

I held the bow with my right hand and put the violin under my chin. My fingers started to dance on the strings as the bow made contact with them.

It was a simple song that I played, one that I learned not too long ago. Even though it was simple, it made a beautiful melody.

Karma smiled and listened to me play. He eventually made his way to my lap, resting his head on it. This action took me by surprise, but I continued playing.

Karma's room was peaceful as I played a series of melodies. The sunlight coming from his window made a nice lighting. Birds were chirping faintly from a distance.

The song came to a finish.

I noticed the red head on my lap wasn't moving, as he was asleep. He made light snores that I could hear.

My lips automatically formed a smile.

I put my hand on his head, ruffling his soft hair gently. He made a little groan as he turned his body to face me.

"He's cute..."

I kept gazing at his peaceful face, unable to look away. Something about him draws me in.

Karma looked so relaxed. A rare sight to see him vulnerable like this.

Usually he would be running around playing pranks on people. Or maybe torturing the people he comes across. A devil like him sleeping after being played a song?

"That's Karma."

I lowered my head down and gave him a kiss on the forehead. I whispered, "Sleep tight, little devil."

Third Person View

Mitsuru knocked on Karma's door. "Karma? Here are the snacks!" She opened the door open. "I'm sorry it took long, I suddenly had a phone call—"

She was cut short after seeing her son and soon-to-be daughter in law asleep on the floor.

"Oh my," She put her fingertips on her mouth, covering it. She smiled as she entered the room, putting the snacks on the table.

She took the blanket from Karma's bed and covered them both.

The maroon haired woman left them to sleep peacefully after leaving the room in silence.
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Kind of short compared to the usual chapters. Oh well...

Not much fluff here, I apologize.

(We need more fluff. All dem fluff we can get)

Also,

Happy birthday Nagisa, our little cinnamon roll! :3

See you in the next chapter~