#nagi seishrio x reader

[doobea]

BLLK - REACTIONS TO "I NEED TO GET SOMETHING BACK FROM MY EX."

contents: gn!reader is missing an item that they left at their ex's, their boyfriend isn't too pleased to hear. established relationship, sfw, lots of clinginess and jealousy ensued, a bit possessive (chigiri) characters mentioned: isagi, reo, chigiri, nagi, shidou a/n: this was fun to write hehe

Isagi

He scowls and stops what he's doing, making sure that he heard you right. Usually, he's a pretty secure guy and ever since you guys have been dating there weren't any major red flags or issues in the relationship aside from minor arguments here and there. He's wondering where this is coming from.

"I'm sure it's not all that important, babe." He emphasizes the pet name to knock a little bit of sense to you.

"But Yoichi, it's my emotional support animal." You plead, explaining that you had accidentally left your stuffed teddy bear over at their place after a date and ever since then you've been having trouble sleeping soundly.

Isagi groans and is quick to put on a pair of sneakers, knowing that he can't say no to your puppy eyes. "Okay, but we are washing them at least five times."

"The water bill tho—"

"Five times!"

Reo

Your boyfriend smiles, pulling you into a deep embrace and raking his fingers through your hair before firmly saying, "Absolutely not."

"W-What? But that was my favorite necklace, I have to get it back!" You had saved up so much of your time and money to buy the piece of jewelry you were eyeing for a while. It just so happened that your ex stole it from you during an argument.

Reo knows about this, and he knows that you hate it when he showers you with too many gifts, but he simply refuses to let you revisit a person who even treated you like that in the first place. Eventually, he convinces you to let it go, who would even want a necklace that now carries negative sentiment anyway. "Just let me know which one you want, okay?"

You sigh in defeat and nod, nose brushing against his. "Thanks, Reo."

"Say," Reo begins to twirl with the ends of your hair, "how much does the earth cost?"

You blink at his question. "Uh—"

"I'll buy you the whole earth."

"Baby what?!"

Chigiri

"Go on ahead, darling." Chigiri doesn't look up from the book he's reading and, with a free hand, he takes a long sip from his coffee.

You look at him with surprise, "Really?"

"Mhm," He flicks to the next page. "Just drive safe and tell them I said hi."

It was almost too good to be true for his oddly calm behavior but you didn't have time to worry over it. You really needed to hurry and retrieve back your passport from your ex before who knows what might happen. You plant a chaste kiss on your boyfriend's forehead before heading out.

"I'll be back soon, Hyoma!"

The door shuts with a quiet click and he puts down the book that had his phone tucked in the middle with your location flashed on. When he sees that you're on the go, he grabs his car keys and silently tails you behind, just to be sure your ex doesn't pull anything weird.

Nagi

The big sloth of a man pretends to not hear you. Even when you repeated your sentence again, saying you needed an old film camera back, he drowns himself in the sounds coming from his computer.

"Seishiro, are you mad? It'll be quick." You promise but he doesn't budge from his chair.

He hums in thought, his grey eyes dotting around the in-game map before finally replying, "Lovebug, can't they just deliver it? Going all the way there would be a hassle."

"I don't mind Sei, it's honestly fine, I don't want them to pay a delivery fee for it."

Nagi pouts, wondering why you're acting considerate for someone who's an ex. "That doesn't make sense."

"If I leave now, I can make it back before sundown and then we can—"

You're caught off guard by the sudden large arms that now wrap around your waist, the grip is tight as Nagi could make it. He buries his face in the crook of your neck before pleading, "Mhm, I'll pay for their delivery fee if you can just stay here."

Shidou

Your boyfriend almost chokes on the sandwich he was eating, eyes widening as he gawks at you. He's always thought of you as his mischievous side-kick and co-conspirator in his schemes. Hearing that one, you had an ex was a shock to him, and two, you needed something back from them.

You told your boyfriend that you were merely attempting to retrieve some old clothes that a friend had requested back.

For a moment, Shidou was in deep thought before an uncanny grin crawls to his face. An expression that you're all too familiar with.

"Okay," He chimes a little too innocently, "how do you want to go about this?"

"What do you mean, Ryusei?"

"I mean how do we break in?"

#blue lock imagines #doobea writing #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #isagi yoichi #isagi yoichi x reader #reo mikage #reo mikage x reader #nagi seishrio x reader #nagi seishiro #chigiri hyoma x reader #chigiri hyoma #shidou ryuusei x reader #shidou ryusei #blue lock scenarios

[lunaviee]

“ THAT SHOULD BE ME ” — JUSTIN BIEBER <//3

࿓⋆ tags - silly fluff !!

࿓⋆ contains - various from jjk, hq, and bllk

he hates that thing. that dirty, grimy, ball of fluff that sleeps and cuddles with you every night. that should be him in your arms, tucked into your neck and help tightly as you sleep. his eyes scan over your instagram story in envy.

“me and churro against the world!!”

it’s honestly an adorable picture, he thinks. your cheek is slightly smooshed into the plush and the necklace he bought you for your anniversary is sitting on your collarbone. there’s a cheeky little smile on your face, partially hidden by some of the fluff of the plushie.

but that’s besides the point! your captions should only consist of you and him against the world, not some sack of fuzz you bought just a few weeks ago.

he doesn’t realized he’s been zoned out for so long, thinking about the 37th way he can toss that thing in the trash. not until a notification pops up on his screen,

can you come over? i miss you 😞💔💔

in DIRE need of a hug rn🙏💗

what perfect timing!!

you better bet his ass is in your driveway in a matter of minutes.

gojo, yuji, toge, atsumu, oikawa, bokuto, hinata, tsukki, kuroo, suna, rin, nagi, shidou + your favs! (could fit with anyone really)

✮ — heyyy guysss……sorry for um being in the trenches for so long and basically lying😭🙏 ill maybe write some more if i see any requests i like but idk🙁🙁🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #haikyuu x reader #jjk x reader #hq x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #rin itoshi x reader #nagi seishrio x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #miya atsumu x reader #gojo x reader #yuji x reader #toge x reader #shidou x reader #kei tsukishima x reader #suna rintarou x reader #kuroo x reader #hinata x reader #bokuto x reader

[doobea]

SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE - NAGI SEISHIRO

synopsis: Your boyfriend doesn't realize how important little things are to you until it's a bit too late.

contents: established relationship, slight hurt and comfort??, slight jealousy, sfw, nagi struggling trying to process emotional needs of others - what else is new, also nagi centric, college au, mentions of fraternity formals, gn!reader, idk i hc'd nagi to be a compsci major but up to debate ig word count: 1.6K a/n: title is based off of tyler the creators song hehe its my fav from his album and omg thank u nagi for breaking me out of this writer's block, inspired by @celestair for the idea!!

Nagi hadn't really expected you to get so excited about attending his chapter formal. Hell, he didn't even know that they were going to have one in the first place if it weren't for Reo bringing it up in a passing conversation last week in your dorm room.

"We should go!" You said, and he remembers you hopping out of your seat, abandoning your assignment, and dashing immediately towards your closet for an outfit.

"Should we?" Nagi questioned, a frown creeping its way to his lips.

Reo slumped his arm over Nagi's shoulder, tugging the male slightly into his chest. "C'mon, why are you even paying the dues if you don't attend our events?" Reo sounded annoyed.

Nagi shrugged and went back to his phone, resuming the level of whatever popular gacha game that was released for that month. "Because you said it would look good on my resume or something." He answered flatly.

Of course, Nagi knew that he couldn't say no to this. As much as he would love to, once you and Reo were both set on something it's almost impossible to try and coax you two out of it. Nagi is pretty sure that this formal is going to be the bane of his college existence and that his computer science classes are, arguably, now the easiest part.

"It's too loud in here." Nagi wanted to go home the moment he stepped out of his best friend's rented limo. He feels too stiff with the suit he's currently wearing, the cologne is starting to overwhelm his senses, and he really didn't like the fact there's already a fuckton of people inside the venue.

Everything feels too congested.

The three of you take a seat at a table shared by Nagi's other 'brothers' and their dates. He really doesn't remember anyone's faces aside from maybe one or two from his classes, so he's confused when a handful of them start greeting him with fist bumps. All of which he awkwardly returns. Something about long-living brotherhood? Nagi didn't quite catch what they said.

"Do you guys want anything to drink?" Reo shouts over the music as he starts to get up.

"A cranberry vodka would be nice." You gently tug on Nagi's sleeve, attempting to break his unyielding attention from his phone. Reo had set a rule before they left, and it's a mobile game and social media app ban at the table. So, naturally, Nagi is stuck analyzing the weather app. "Do you want anything, Sei?"

Looks like tomorrow there's going to be a slight chance of rain which is pretty awesome, he thinks.

"Hm? Oh, whatever you're having, I guess."

Nagi misses the way your smile fades. "Um, make that two cranberry vodkas?"

"Ah," Reo stumbles around with his words for a bit before nodding away. "Sure, be back in a minute."

"Sei," Your voice is closer this time, lips almost pressed up to his ears to minimize the booming music in the background. "Wanna go on the dance floor later?"

Nagi pauses his thumb, hovering over a random European map, and he's already internally shrinking from the idea. "Do I have to?"

You laugh, it sounds a little forced. "Only if you're up for it."

He shrugs and eyes the surrounding area. The dance floor looks semi-packed at the moment and everyone looks equally semi-buzzed. Sitting at the table sounds better in his head. "I think I'll stay here but you can go on ahead."

"Oh," You exhale through your nose and laugh again. "Okay, if that's what you want!"

"Mhm," He hums back and settles his head down at the table, feeling almost exhausted despite not having to do much today.

Nagi doesn't notice that he's alone at the table until the DJ starts signaling everyone in the venue to pay attention to a couple on the dance floor. He only looks up when he hears Reo's name getting called out and starts to straighten his back when he sees you dancing hand in hand with him. The sight leaves Nagi gnawing the insides of his cheeks.

"Hey," Nagi turns to see two of his fraternity brothers looking at him with a bit of concern and he's not sure why that's making him feel uneasy.

"You good there?" Isagi asks, careful to sound casual, but Nagi picks up on it.

"What?" Nagi frowns, connecting the dots together. "It's fine. I don't really care about them doing stuff together anyway." It's a vague statement. Maybe purposefully vague.

"Eh? You sure about that, Nagi?" Bachira presses.

Nagi frowns again, tips his head down, and is in deep thought. "I'm actually not sure." He finally admits. Nagi is currently fighting off a weird feeling in his stomach. Maybe it's just the drink he had earlier.

He's always been fine with Reo keeping you company whenever he isn't in the mood. Whether it be eating with you in the dining halls, attending movies together, going to the mall, and so forth. Dancing isn't off the list either. He's seen the two of you dance before but isn't sure why this is setting him off. Maybe it's the thought of you being happier without him in your life that is eating him away.

"Shit, he's walking over."

"Waah, let's go!"

It doesn't occur to Nagi that Reo's in front of him until his best friend clears his throat. Reo puts a hand on Nagi's shoulder and gives him one of those looks. A look that insinuates something big that he can't place a finger on but knows it's full of negative nuance.

"Don't be an ass right now," is all that Reo says.

"An ass?" Nagi echoes.

He allows Reo to tug him out of his seat and Nagi almost feels lethargic from how long he's been sitting down. A final push towards the edge of the dance floor is when he catches your sullen figure.

"I'm surprised that you haven't caught on," Reo continues after a while. Nagi recognizes the tone. He doesn't say anything more, and Nagi appreciates it that much, at least.

It's funny how much his mood is able to shift. First from feeling annoyed, to borderline sleepy, to determined. Nagi thinks he's finally learning how to read his relationship with you.

It's only when he's inches apart that he realizes that you're on the verge of tears. Nagi instinctively reaches out his hands and softly cups your cheeks, rubbing his thumbs across in his attempt to calm you.

What's wrong, he wants to ask but he already knows the answer to that. He feels bad for complaining all week, but he feels even worse for essentially abandoning your needs for god knows how long.

Nagi chews on his lips as a new idea starts to brew. It's an uncharacteristic idea. An idea that pushes him to become a new version of himself—the person he wants to be but struggling to understand.

"Hey," Nagi calls out your name slowly. "Can I dance with you?" You open your mouth—probably to say it's okay and you'd rather not make him uncomfortable—but Nagi continues before you can get a word in, before your tears start falling. "I'm sorry, I should've paid closer attention." He says in a whisper.

You fall silent and Nagi is wondering if he's said something he shouldn't have. He quietly peers over at Reo who's aggressively nodding his head, throwing a thumbs up across the room. You shift awkwardly in place before giving Nagi a faint smile.

"I would like that," You sound a little hesitant, but surprisingly welcoming to the suggestion. "I mean, if you're okay with it?"

"Don't worry about what I think, you've done plenty for me already." And he means it.

Nagi migrates his hands from your face to your waist as the music shifts to something slower, more tender, and sweet. It's obvious to everyone in the room that you two are a little nervous and it's almost laughable. He's been dating you just shy of a year and has never once offered to dance with you. It comes as no shock to him that you're growing shy under his touch and movements, despite being together countless times. This feels different to Nagi, and he's positive you're thinking the same thing.

It takes a while, maybe because you're both getting used to this foreign feeling, but you eventually wrap your arms around his neck and hug closer to his body. Somehow, that short circuits Nagi's brain and he freezes in place.

"Sei, is everything alright?"

There's a wave of guilt that washes over his eyes. This act is weighing Nagi down, more than he wants to admit, and he has to pull away. Eyes glued to the ground because if he looks at you he'll start to feel nervous, confused, and small.

"Sorry, I'm... trying my best."

"Sei, it's okay." It's your turn to rub your hands across his cheeks and he doesn't realize that he's flushed in the face until you comment. "You're warm."

"Sorry," He doesn't know why he's apologizing again. For being flustered? Not knowing how to dance? Or afraid of disappointing you again? He thinks it's a mixture of all three.

"Hey, as long as you're trying then I'm proud of you." You reply with ease.

You're always kind to him. Most times, you don't push him more than what he's willing to give and maybe that's why he's comfortable around you. Even if he does know you're silently judging his actions but it's okay, because it's you. But he also knows that he's been taking advantage of this trait and it sucks having to find this out tonight.

Nagi nods. You're right, he doesn't need to worry about anything else but you in this moment.

#bllk #blue lock #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #doobea writing #blue lock imagines #blue lock headcanons #nagi seishiro #nagi seishrio x reader #wow nagi debut on my blog #i hope hes not too ooc here #dating guys like nagi requires uuh a lot of communication ig #i mean look what he did to reo #blue lock scenarios #blue lock fluff

[doobea]

BLLK - Relationship HCs + Songs That Describes It

contents: gn!reader, super fluffy, sfw, established relationships characters mentioned: isagi, bachira, nagi, chigiri, reo, rin a/n: probably a bunch of these floating around but these are just my interpretations hehe

isagi - double take by dhruv

he absolutely adores you and will take a lot of selfies, short videos, and candid photos - whether you notice or not. this is because for your anniversary he wants to surprise you with a custom physical photo album.

does the little thing where he wiggles his hand in front of you, indicating he wants to hold yours. gets super pouty if you decline.

when watching reality dating shows, isagi will roll his eyes and call out toxic behavior, claiming that he'll never treat you like that.

he's super quick to defend you if your name comes up in a conversation. doesn't matter if he gets teased as a "simp" or "whipped", he's 100% down to fight whoever.

bachira - glue song by beabadoobee

has a habit of getting into pointless debates and silly arguments. the most recent one being if cereal is a soup - the answer is yes.

you guys have a secret code for each other. three shirt tugs being 'i love you', two tugs being 'let's leave together', and four tugs being 'i want to cuddle right now'.

loves it when you match his texting style, which heavily consists of emoticons and unconventional emojis.

likes to recreate those quick one-cup mug recipes that he finds on instagram and tiktok! not all of them turn out good but he's always eager to show you the final product.

nagi - sundays by emotional oranges

he goes wild at arcades in order to win you cute plushies, not that he has to try all that hard. all the other couples within the vicinity get jealous as they see you haul around a cart filled with giant stuffed saniro characters.

he probably has a battle station, the type with RBG lighting, two monitors, and a mic set up. in his clear PC case, he keeps polaroid photos of you guys so that whenever he's playing games or doing homework he can look over for motivation.

loves planning aquarium dates with you. he spends the majority of the time in the jellyfish section, pointing to various ones and saying "that's us", and you have to physically drag him out in order to explore the rest of the building.

don't be surprised if you're spending your weekends kissing and cuddling all day long. nagi doesn't care if it doesn't go anywhere, he's simply content just having you engulfed in his arms.

chigiri - every summertime by niki

if he notices that you're playing a song often, he'll add it to his personal playlist and act surprised the next time you compliment his music tastes.

he coordinates his outfits with you as much as possible. if you're wearing a pink top with white bottoms, he'll wear a white top with pink bottoms.

he lets you take the hot showers first, although he prays that there's enough warm water for the next round, and cleans up your stray hairs knowing that sometimes you're forgetful.

he's not usually a talkative person but, if you're the type to be uncomfortable with making calls or taking orders, chigiri will step up and do it for you. don't feel like making a doctor's appointment? he's got it covered.

reo - pink + white by frank ocean

his love languages are acts of service and gift-giving. that means whenever he's on the way home, he'll try and stop by your favorite cafe for your usual drink, text you if you have any packages that arrived in the apartment's package room, and asks if you want takeout.

if you guys are walking out of the store to a heavy downpour without an umbrella, reo will advise you to go back inside as he gets the car. he'll drive to the storefront and makes sure you stay dry.

loves leaving the last bite to you - especially when you're both out at an expensive restaurant. he'll even pretend to be full just so you can savor the last bits of his food.

you put him in charge of killing the bugs in the relationship, somehow he's super bad at it and half of them end up getting away.

rin - bad by wave to earth

if a fan requests a picture with him, he'll literally pose next to them like a stick figure with a blank expression. he thinks it unnecessary to touch them or smile if it's not with you.

the most frequent thing he texts you is asking if you've drank any water and if you've eaten today. saying no to any of them and he'll gently berate you over text, stressing over whether or not you're taking care of yourself.

anytime he is texting you, he covers his phone screen if people are around because he wants your chats to remain private between the two of you.

he constantly thinks about whether he's treating you right. he struggles a lot with his forms of communication but when it comes to you he wants to make sure that nothing is mistranslated. the last thing he wants is for his ego to get the best of him.

#coming up with the songs ended up taking most of the time tbh LMAO #but i think i picked decent songs to represent them maybe.. #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk #blue lock headcanons #blue lock imagines #isagi yoichi #isagi yoichi x reader #bachira meguru #bachira meguru x reader #chigiri hyoma #chigiri hyoma x reader #nagi seishiro #nagi seishrio x reader #reo mikage #reo mikage x reader #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #doobea writing

[doobea]

TIMES OF NEED ─ BAROU SHOEI + NAGI SEISHIRO

synopsis: in which, barou's out for the day, you're bedridden, and nagi is staring really hard at the at home remedies article on his phone.

contents: gn!reader, poly relationship, nagi really tries (but fails), barou ends up taking care of everyone but what's new, sfw, very fluffy, a sick fic from a blurb, nagi centric, kinda proof'd word count: 2.6K a/n: here, have something cute and short!! because i've been slacking on some blue lock content. and yeah like wouldnt it be funny if i manage to convince everyone to start shipping nagibarou ha...haha...

Nagi’s not sure when he started to become a constant around you and Barou. 

Reo thinks it started happening on the day he stopped seeing Nagi’s in-game username online. Barou believes it’s when Nagi started “randomly” syncing his gym sessions with him. You have a hunch that it was your shared cooking class in undergrad that brought him closer. Whatever the case it might’ve been, it doesn’t change the hard fact that Nagi Seishiro has been staying over at you and Barou’s apartment every weekend for the past six months.

Today’s supposed to be a good weekend with both of you. It has always been that way. 

Nagi lets himself get lost whenever he’s around you two; he becomes more expressive, jokes and snarky comments against Barou are typically common, Nagi learns a thing or two about daily household chores, and afternoon siestas are an absolute must between the three of you.

The order, and yes there’s an order, that goes with you on the right, Nagi in the middle, and Barou to his left. Why is that? Because Nagi loves being smushed from all sides, it helps him fall asleep faster.

Today, however, he doesn’t get his usual afternoon naps. At least, in the way he wants it to be.

On this faithful Saturday afternoon, Nagi wakes up to your sudden coughing fits and a note on the fridge from Barou stating he’ll be visiting his family for the day. And this wouldn’t really be a problem for Nagi if it weren’t for the fact that, one: he has no clue what to make to sooth your cold, because he’s pretty sure you’re running a nasty fever, and two: if he can barely take care of Choki, what makes him think that he can take care of another person?

Nagi is debating with himself internally when he’s crouched by your bedside, grasping your sweaty palm tightly into his, while checking your temperature with his forehead because he’s seen Barou doing it dozens of times before. He’s fighting the urge to call him and Nagi’s not sure if he wants to blame the nagging voice in his head telling him — hey, if Barou comes back and sees that you’re better and healthy looking, then Nagi will earn himself brownie points in this… situationship? Yeah, whatever label you guys have, that’s a discussion for another time, though. 

So, Nagi says fuck it, and decides at the end to not text Barou. 

“Sei,” you call out, weakly, followed by a string of rapid coughs.

He squeezes your hand in return, kissing the crown of your head. “Want me to make you something?”

“Do we still have the leftover soup from yesterday?”

“Um,” and this is where Nagi fucks up without even trying because, of course, he just so happened to finish the rest earlier this morning while you were showering. His eyes widen a little and you absolutely notice. 

It’s totally not his fault that Barou’s cooking is so damn good, though. Anyone would be lucky enough to eat his dishes everyday.

Thankfully, you laugh it off. “Okay, forget I even asked.”

The thought of contacting Barou increases slightly.

“ ‘m sorry…” and Nagi feels embarrassed, a bit frustrated at himself. Chewing at his lips, Nagi pulls out his phone and begins to look up ‘at-home remedies for colds’ into the search bar, making sure to tilt the screen towards you because he’s not exactly sure which article to choose from. “I can try to make whatever you think might help.”

You end up settling with the third listed website since the first two contained one too many steps for both of your likings. After scrolling past the author’s in-depth childhood backstory on why this dish saved their life, Nagi reviews the ingredients and directions. It’s a chicken noodle soup recipe and the instructions look simple enough that he’s sure even a toddler couldn’t mess it up. 

He’s totally got this under control.

“Give me thirty minutes?”

And, in exactly thirty minutes, he hears the bedroom door creek open, the sounds of your bare feet tapping relentlessly against the wooden flooring as you make your way closer.

You smile, nose congested as you waddle into the kitchen and hop onto the bar stool, watching Nagi with attentive, but tired eyes. “You alright over there?”

Nagi makes a pained little sound and scrunches his face when he gives the final batch a taste test. It’s then, he realizes, that he added way too much white pepper into the broth. The kitchen, however, does smell nice, so it kinda gives him the illusion that he’s doing something right. But, as the light brown broth, speckled in all things black and white, stares blankly back at him, Nagi wonders if feeding you this would cause you more harm than good.

“You want ginger ale instead?” Nagi offers, though he’s already sliding you a cold can from the fridge. He’s heard from some twitch streamers that ginger ale is actually kinda helpful against common colds. 

“Are you gatekeeping that chicken soup, Sei?” A pause and then he hears you groan. “You didn’t read the recipe beforehand?”

“Skimmed it,” Nagi confesses with a sigh. “It didn’t look that hard.”

In the hindsight of things, does Nagi look like the type of person who can cook? His diet, on days where he doesn’t stay over at your place, consists of frozen pizza, burritos, and a whole lot of cereal. Nagi knows how to use the air fryer, which is probably the most expensive kitchen appliance he has. He also knows how to make decent cup noodles and usually tops it off with a handful of frozen pre-cut scallions from his freezer. Other than that? Nagi’s pretty much hopeless.

Maybe asking Barou for some private cooking lessons later might not be such a horrible idea.

Besides him, your stomach keeps growling. Every time it happens, you sniffle as loudly as you can to muffle the sound of it, but Nagi can still clearly hear it and he feels kinda awful.

“I can order us food,” which he should’ve done in the first place.

You frown, shaking your head. “What? You don’t have to do that. I’ll still eat whatever you made, can’t be that bad.”

“It’s not good—”

“I’d rather eat now than wait forty minutes for delivery,” you counter with another stomach growl, and that makes Nagi slumps his shoulders and he prepares you a small bowl of whatever concoction he created. The poor chickens might’ve died for nothing.

And, approximately five seconds later, from the time you took a spoonful to the time that you swallowed his homemade meal, you start sputtering out of control, almost spitting out the broth.

Okay, this isn’t his fault since he did technically warned you prior. 

“It’s not that bad,” you’re still smiling through the sniffles, voice strained and even scratchier sounding, and it’s a bit unsettling. “But, maybe, we can just wait ‘till Shoei gets back for dinner?”

Nagi stifles back a groan and shrinks into his oversized hoodie. He’d known you would say something similar in that regard. And, five minutes later, after you two discovered that Nagi had accidentally mistaken salt for sugar, you both agreed to give Barou a call.

It doesn’t quite go so well.

“Hey, Shoei,” your drawl is casual, even though your voice is on the verge of giving out and you’re definitely not kicking Nagi’s foot underneath the kitchen table. “Just wondering, what time are you coming back?” A pause. “I sound like what? It’s just my sleepy voice, as usual.” Another pause and you start to laugh a bit nervously. “Okay, so I might've caught a cold from staying up late but these exams aren’t gonna pass themselves.” Another pause and Nagi thinks he can hear Barou’s voice rising on the line. “Sei’s helping me! He, uh, made something edible…” and you shoot him a wryly smile before bringing your phone to his ear.

“Is the apartment burnt down?”

Nagi huffs and rolls his eyes, quickly taking notice of the sounds of car keys and ignition turning on. “Hello to you, too.”

After a while, the conversation strays from your well being to whatever Nagi was cooking up earlier.

“You’re going to end up burning the place down if you keep the heat that fucking high.”

“Then they shouldn’t make settings that high to begin with.”

“How did you mess salt and sugar up?”

“Your fault for not labeling everything, King.”

After some more grumbling, and some coaxing from your end, Barou decides to end the call before experiencing both road rage and Nagi rage at the same time. Nagi is flaring his nose and puffing out his cheeks as he hands back your phone and you only offer him a weak hug but, because you are sick, Nagi considers it to be pretty strong. 

“You guys always go at each other’s throats,” you sigh, burying your face into his chest.

Nagi raises his hands and starts patting your head in a slow, gentle rhythm. “ ‘s not my fault, he starts it most of the time.”

And really, if it weren’t for the fact that Barou makes really good food, is a walking furnace, strong, reliable, and good looking — then maybe Nagi wouldn’t be as pissed. But, because Barou is all of the above and more, Nagi is sulking. 

“You know he also cares about you, too, right?” You point out happily enough, peering up through your lashes.

He shrugs in response, and tries to sound nonchalant, but he feels his heart fluttering and doing the damn thing where it’s trying to explode out of his chest at the mere thought of Barou liking him back and, of course, you sharing the same sentiment. 

Despite rooming with the other male during their undergrad years, Nagi wasn’t able to get super close to him until after Barou started dating you. And, by super close, Nagi means proximity and maybe some layers of hidden feelings. You’ve mentioned in passing that getting emotionally close to Barou takes a lot of effort, though it’s less of a struggle than, say, befriending another emotionally constipated associate of his. Hint: you were definitely not jabbing at Sae or Rin, or were you?

Nagi sighs. He doesn’t want to think about that, at least not now. He’s still not sure if he’ll ever really be able to live up to Barou’s standards, and at this moment, he doesn’t particularly want to, not while you're fiddling around with the chicken in the bowl.

“Guess so,” he agrees, a bit dully.

Needless to say, Nagi is very relieved when he finally spots Barou’s car pulling into the driveway. You immediately greet him at the door, wrapped tightly in a blanket, and place a chaste kiss to his cheeks despite him scolding you for spreading germs everywhere. Still, seeing you all teary eyed gets his knees weak every time and, ultimately, he couldn’t stay mad at you forever. 

“You’re fucking burning up.” Barou gruffs, placing his forehead against yours.

“Then let’s keep each other warm tonight!”

“We’re all gonna get sick if we do that, idiot.” But, nevertheless, he returns the kiss and settles you to the living room sofa while he strides to the kitchen, giving Nagi a quick up-down glance.

“Smells like white pepper,” Barou stares at Nagi’s pathetic creation.

“Recipe called for it,” Nagi mumbles back, and he doesn’t quite meet Barou’s eyes with that. 

Barou then continues on a mini tangent, but Nagi’s only half listening, because his attention is more fixated on what’s in Barou’s hands, a couple of hefty grocery bags. Apparently, on his way back, Barou stopped by the grocery store to stock up on cold medicine and managed to fight off three grandmas in the produce section. They don’t call him King Barou for nothing.

Then, Nagi realizes, quite abruptly, that he’s leaning into Barou, that they’re pressed quite close when he’s demonstrating how to easily peel off the skin of a potato. Nagi shuffles a little in place, adjusting his weight so it’s not quite so obvious and invading Barou’s personal space.

“You’re good with curry, tonight?”

“Mhm,” Nagi hums back, quietly.

It only takes Barou under an hour to whip up the meal. You and Nagi both ended up watching the spectacle from the kitchen table, acting like a mini live audience when Barou starts narrating everything he’s doing. And, after Barou sets everyone’s plates down, Nagi wants to say something, an apology maybe, but instead, he picks up a spoonful of the curry and shoves it into his mouth. It’s no surprise that it’s delicious, way better than what he can ever possibly make. He knows this because you’re sighing in content, making oddly suggestive noises as you swallow each and every bite.

Nagi chews his lip, and Barou watches out of the corner of his eyes. “The food is good,” he decides to settle with that.

Nagi stays silent for the rest of dinner and takes over cleaning the dishes while you and Barou get ready for bed, because that’s the least he can do after today. Though, suddenly, the apartment is the absolute last place he wants to be. He wants to be back at his own place, curled under the blankets, with his door shut, and ignore the outside world while he plays video games.

Frankly, Nagi feels out of place right now.

“Hey,” Barou calls out from behind. He’s got his hair down, slightly damp from the shower, a towel loosely placed on his neck, and he’s giving Nagi a hard stare, but it’s not malicious. At least Nagi knows he can sleep peacefully tonight.

“Yeah?” and Nagi’s voice drops to little more than a whisper.

“Thanks for, uh, trying to look out for them.” Barou’s looking far off, focusing more on the bare wall instead of Nagi’s tight expression.  

“It’s nothing, really…” Nagi replies, quietly, but he has a feeling that there's a lot of weight behind those words.

Nagi flushes when Barou steps closer, his fingers carefully brushing over the front of his sweatshirt before plucking off a loose strand. It feels like a very domestic thing to do. Something that a couple would do. And he’s somehow, surprisingly, okay with it. Nagi’s never been good at putting that much effort into his appearance but, after the recent stays over, he feels like he can trust Barou with it. 

“Tomorrow, wake up early and I’ll show you a thing or two in the kitchen.” And, without Barou’s usual rough tone, it sounds genuine to Nagi’s ears. Before Nagi can make a decision, before he can potentially mess things up again, Barou continues. “It’ll cover simple stuff to, um, avoid things like today from happening.”

He’s grateful that Barou can somewhat read his mind. “I won't complain.” 

They don’t look at each other, but on Nagi’s shoulder lies a firm hand, and he can’t help but to tip his chin up. Barou’s grip is solid, anchoring, pulling him out of the depths of his mind and back to the present, and he’s here. There’s a moment of silent back and forth, where neither of them dared to move and kept stealing glances at another, and Barou looks, again, a little emotionally constipated. Nagi decides it’s kinda a bad look on him.

“Are you guys heading to bed?” Your voice snaps both of them out of the weird trance and Barou’s the first one to pull back. 

“Yeah, we’re coming,” Barou replies back, and gives Nagi’s sleeves a light tug towards the direction of the bedroom. 

And Nagi hopes that it’s not noticeable, the way that he’s trying to calm every muscle on his face, suppressing the warmth on his cheeks ever so slightly when both of them make their way into the room and slip underneath the sheets with you squished in between them. It’s warm, comforting, and somehow you look incredibly pleased with yourself.

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Hello! I've following your blog recently, but I like your headcanons and writing style!! Your blog is so comfortable omgomg😭😭🛐🛐🛐

Can I ask any guys from bllk with tall reader? It's just that there are so few works about the tall reader aaaaaaaaa-

Perhaps the reader's height will be about 185 cm, but plus high-soled shoes and the reader's height becomes 192 cm??

Thanks in advance!! Good luck to you and take care of yourself!!

I would prefer to remain anon, but you can call me 🍥anon if you don't mind ٩( ᐛ )و

(Sorry for my English, this language is not my native language)

omg that's so sweet of you to say!! those vibes are exactly what I wanna give off for my blog so I'm glad you think that way ;-; and omg your english is perfect dw abt it hehe - i hope you enjoy!!

contents: tall!reader, gn!reader, sfw, like super fluffy its insane, established relationships, narration heavy, word vomit, small time-skip for bachira, 5'9 isn't small but I guess in this context it is LOL characters mentioned: bachira, nagi a/n: imma be real for a sec... irl im like 5'1 (155cm) and my bf is like 5'10.5 (179cm) so im gonna try my best to capture some height dynamics here LOL

Some people might say that having a drastic height difference could be a bit too much and that one partner may end up feeling insecure. Bachira Meguru didn't think so. Bachira never really gave a second thought to his height nor does he care that if some might call him short - it was never a concern. But one thing he will admit is that he absolutely adores your height and how you tower over him and everyone else in the class.

The silly crush started out so small that Bachira didn't even realize it evolved into something more until the day he memorized all your small habits. He took notice of how you had to slouch more than the usual student because the small desks didn't accommodate your height. When lunch came around, you were always the first one to get up and spend at least five minutes stretching out your limbs before running to the first-floor cafe. If there was an out-of-reach item, you were essentially the designated person to go to.

And he memorized your flustered profile - the way the blood rushed to your ears, how you shuffled awkwardly and tried to cover your face with your fingers - when he first confessed to you.

"I like you, do you wanna go out?"

He loved planning sleepovers with you when you guys were living separately, often too many times he's showing up to your doorstep with a bag filled with everything but a change in clothes just so he could steal your oversized ones. "Sorry that this keeps happening." He would say, but his infectious smile would give away his true intentions. When you guys felt comfortable taking the relationship to the next phase he suggested an apartment in the city. His kleptomaniac hands wouldn't leave your t-shirts alone after that.

Teasing and play fighting are common between the two of you, mainly because Bachira loves instigating and it always ends with him tangled between your long limbs. "I'm tired, let's just stay like this for the rest of the night, yeah?"

The only downside of the height difference is whenever photos have to be taken. It's either you take up the entire frame and he has to sacrifice his half or he has to find someone to take a full body shot that always ends up blurry because no one can hold a phone still enough these days.

"Hm, I don't look good in this one." You say, scrolling through the recently filled camera roll. "They made me look like a giant next to you, Meguru."

"Guess we'll have to hire a professional next time!" Bachira chimes and prays that you don't look through his phone history where he had recently purchased two shiny rings.

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There are three things that most people know about Nagi Seishiro. One, he's basically a genius without even trying it's almost scary. Two, he doesn't really talk to anyone aside from Reo. Three, he is tall. Never does a day go by where he doesn't hear people whispering all the shallow reasons about how they're jealous of his stature - the common one being how it's the perfect height to gain a woman's attraction. But relationships weren't his concern, it wasn't even in the top five things that he cared about.

Not until you transferred to his school.

You immediately caught everyone's attention. You usually stand at the same height as his best friend but, due to your added platforms, you became the tallest student in the class. It wasn't a surprise soon after that everyone wanted to give you Valentine's Day chocolate, male and female students alike. You turned all of them down.

Strange, Nagi remembers thinking but he was glad that he had more breathing room now.

Before he knew it, you were slowly integrating into his circle - which really didn't consist of much but if Reo had taken a liking to you that must mean you're a good person.

"They're just like you, except more talkative." His best friend teased and Nagi couldn't help but grow curious.

The trio hangouts later turn into 'Reo forgot he had private tutoring again so I guess it's just us'. Which then turned into 'Let's hit up the arcade after classes' to 'Wanna study for this exam back at my place' to 'Wait, are we supposed to be kissing right now'?

Right, Nagi isn't used to the concept of being in a relationship.

He wasn't exactly sure what caused his initial attraction to you, but he was glad that he didn't have to strain his neck to kiss you, he was glad that he doesn't have to second guess about placing items around your shared living space since you can easily grab it, and he was glad that he can finally experience what's it like to be a little spoon.

"I gotta use the restroom, Sei."

Nagi groans in protest and tightens the grasp he has with your arms, sinking in deeper into your chest. "Five more minutes and then you can go."

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