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Nagisa was currently in a crisis or what he seemed to believe. His room was covered with piles of his clothing, scattered all around the room, making it seem as if he hadn't cleaned his room in a week. He was struggling on what to wear, not knowing if he was dressing too elegant or too casual. He picked different variates of dress shirts, cardigans, jeans, kakis, shoes, ties...he was just a mess. But clothing wasn't the only problem with what he was suffering now. He had become conscious about his hair, after realizing it was a frizzy mess. Immediately, he washed it with berry-scented shampoo and conditioner, dried it carefully with a blow drier as he brushed it to get rid of all the knots.
But finally, after 4 hours, he came to a
conclusion with his hairstyle and choice of clothing. He stared at his body mirror, turning around to inspect every single inch of his body, making sure everything was in place. His hair was in a marvelous braid, laying over his right shoulder, ending right at his collarbone. He had purposely left a loose, curled strand at the left side of his face, just to give it some sort of nice style to his hair, but he had admit his hair was appealing.
Not only was his hair appealing, but he wore a white dress shirt, short denim jeans, and white vans. He wished that he had something more elegant for a dinner, like a tux, but his wardrobe wasn't full of clothes he needed for every occasion sadly. He just wished he was more prepared for this, but it wasn't his fault.
"How am I supposed to know that a rich and handsome neighbor of mine would ask me out for dinner on the first day of meeting him."
It was currently 8 at night, which made him begin to feel a rush of anxiety course through his body. He had second thoughts running through his head about how he looked and how he was going to make a first impression on Karma.
"Should I just wear the long beige cardigan? Or would he prefer me wearing a tie? What about the new shoes I got from Risa? No, they're only meant to wear at the beach...oh god why is it such a pain to dress up for something."
But the doorbell of doom rung loudly, making him jump slightly. Before answering the door, he looked into his mirror, a serious look on his face.
"I, Nagisa Shiota, will not make a fool of myself," he told himself.
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He had his hand on the doorknob, twisting it slowly, while his heartbeat started at a rapid pace. He could feel sweat already begin to form, but he mentally yelled at himself to snap out of it. Wanting to get over with it, he pulled open the door, his eyes meeting with the familiar mercury eyes.
Nagisa felt like he was going to pass out again, just by staring at Karma. He had a rather tight, black shirt that reached up to his elbows, showing off his biceps and 6 pack in glory. He wore denim shorts as well, but with a brown Louis Vuitton belt, the initials 'LV' sticking out in gold. Karma's eyes widened at the sight of Nagisa, his mouth opening for a second, but quickly shut it and gave a cheeky smile.
"Well, I'm happy you didn't overdress," Karma spoke, breaking the moment of silence,"you look stunning."
Nagisa returned a genuine smile, and replied with, "Thank you, you look handsome as well." After finishing his sentence, Nagisa locked his front door and stood outside beside Karma. The two men walked down the stairs in silence, until Nagisa asked, "W-where are we going to eat?"
Karma's smile turned into a mischievous smirk, looking up at sky. "It's not far from here." Nagisa nodded, not wanting to seem pushy. He didn't realize that he was cluelessly walking to Karma's Ferrari, while Karma stood back and watched him.
"Nagisa-kun, we're eating at my house!" Karma chuckled. Nagisa felt his blood rush to his cheeks, holding his head down in embarrassment. He quickly walked back to Karma, with a nervous laugh. "Sorry, I thought we were eating at some restaurant."
"It's fine, but I hope you do enjoy my cooking," Karma replied, walking up the stairs to his home. Nagisa followed behind him, having many questions run through his head.
"Why is he already inviting me inside his home? Why am I even following him inside?! What if he's some creepy, good looking rapist who lures his victims into his home?! What if that's why he's bringing me inside because I'm the only young person in this neighborhood!"
"Nagisa-kun?"
Nagisa snapped out of his thoughts, only to spot Karma holding the door open for him to get inside. He silently gulped and before he could ask Karma a question, Karma beat it to him. "If you're wondering why I'm letting you inside my house so soon, just think of it as a friendly invitation. I'm not some sick guy who would harm someone like you."
Nagisa quickly shut his mouth and lied by saying, "I didn't think of you like that."
"Yes you did Nagisa-kun~ I can tell by the way you're literally shaking, it's not even cold outside," Karma teased. Nagisa only pouted and walked inside Karma's home.
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He gasped visibly loud, while Karma shut the front door, smiling as Nagisa stared in astonishment.
"Your house...it's huge and beautiful!" Nagisa exclaimed.
He couldn't even explain how out of place he felt in this home. Everything seemed so expensive and luxurious, that it all glimmered in his vision.
"Thanks, I guess you can say that I just have my own style," Karma responded, walking towards his kitchen. Nagisa followed him, his eyes curiously inspecting every object he passed by. There was some small statues and huge paintings that hung on the wall, but those weren't the only things that seemed exorbitant. The huge, glistening chandelier that hung right above the kitchen table, made him gasp once again. He couldn't believe that he was about to eat dinner with such a handsome, rich bureaucrat.
Karma pulled out a wooden chair, with leather padding, signaling Nagisa to have a seat. Nagisa comfortably sat onto the chair, thanking Karma as he pushed the chair towards the table. The table was made out of glass, with beautifully designed flower gems. There was a golden vase sitting in the middle of the long table, filled with dazzling, blue hibiscus flowers. Nagisa stared in awe, enjoying how comfortable and cool this house felt.
Karma returned with 2 plates in his hands. "I hope you have a big appetite," he stated, as he placed the two dishes in front of Nagisa. One plate contained yakitori, grilled chicken pieces seasoned with sauce, and tonkatsu, deep fried pork cutlets. The other plate, contained 2 pieces of grilled fish, with a small bowl of rice. Nagisa's stomach growled with an intensity that made him want to shove everything in his mouth.
"It smells so delicious, you must be an an incredible cook!" Nagisa complimented, smiling at Karma. Karma's cheeks tinted a bit red, smiling in return. "Thank you, I hope you enjoy it."
Before Karma returned to his seat with the same food as Nagisa's, he served them both a glass of Riesling, a wine with the aroma of fresh apples and a taste so lightly sweet.
"Itadakimasu" they both stated.
They currently ate in silence, savoring the delicious taste of Karma's cooking.
"This is so delicious Karma-kun! Are you sure you're not a chef?" Nagisa asked, very shocked.
Karma laughed. "Thank you, but no. I always cook for myself and never allow anyone to do it for me. I just love to prepare the best meals for myself, but now I can prepare them for you." He ended his statement with a seductive smirk, staring at Nagisa's flustered expression.
"Well I'm certainly not complaining, I haven't had a good meal like this in forever." Nagisa took a sip of the Riesling, cringing a bit from the taste since he barely drank alcohol, but it was sort of satisfying. The two began discussing about their lives, about their jobs and hobbies. Nagisa discussed about how he loves teaching and adores his students, making Karma smile softly at him, realizing how happy Nagisa is with his job. Karma on the other hand, discussed how he loved to be in charge and make people obey to his orders. Nagisa nervously laughed at that, wondering if Karma was actually a devil in disguise. Hours have gone by, and the bottle of Riesling was nearly empty. Nagisa had defined pink cheeks, and his eyes were slowly becoming half-lidded. He didn't feel completely drunk, but not completely sober, while Karma on the other hand was sober enough to go driving. The innocent chatting came to end, when a rather personal question was asked by Karma.
"Are you interested in men Nagisa-kun?"
Nagisa gave him a questionable look, taking another sip of his wine. "Why do you want to know, Karma-kun?"
"I'm curious," Karma responded boldly. Nagisa only chuckled, and stated, "Yes, but I'm currently not in a relationship. Are you interested in men Karma-kun?"
Karma only smirked, standing up from his seat, striding slowly over to Nagisa. Nagisa feels his heart beat quicken and his throat suddenly become dry. He was questioning if it was because of the wine, or because of the way how Karma stared at him with predator eyes.
"Why do you want to know, Nagisa-kun?" Karma asked in such a low, seductive voice. Nagisa gulped and suddenly felt heat surround him. "I-I'm curious," he stuttered. Karma pulled out a blue hibiscus flower from the golden pot, and proceeded to walk over to Nagisa, his eyes still trained on him. Once Karma stood directly in front of Nagisa, only a few inches away, he bent down slowly, his face getting closer to Nagisa's.
At this point, Nagisa was telling himself to stop from what he believed was about to happen, but his body was telling him other wise. Karma's lustful eyes stared deep into Nagisa's, making him feel hypnotized and lose his breath.
"Is he going to kiss me?"
Instead, Karma gently tucked the blue hibiscus flower into Nagisa's hair, smirking teasingly. Nagisa let out a breath between disappoint and relief, making Karma chuckle lowly. "Yes, but I'm currently not in a relationship," he whispered, his breath mixing with Nagisa's.
He leaned over towards Nagisa's ear and whispered in a sexy and irresistible voice, "And I don't kiss on first dates, Nagisa~"
Just hearing that, made Nagisa bite his lip, not wanting to release a weird noise.
"But I have another question for you," Karma whispered, this time his face only centimeters away from Nagisa. But that wasn't the only thing that sent shivers down Nagisa's spine, it was the fact that Karma was no longer smirking, but his mouth in a slight frown, staring seriously into Nagisa's eyes. Karma spoke in a tone so deep and cold, that it made Nagisa want to hide and break the intense eye contact, but he felt like he was going to be killed.
"Why are you living in Home 301?"
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