Nagi Seishiro^᪲᪲᪲

The afternoon sun filtered through the windows, but Nagi seemed oblivious to everything, lying on the sofa playing with his cell phone, with that relaxed expression that sometimes drove you crazy, but everything changed when you entered, talking on the phone and laughing with a joy that today hurt him to hear.

"Honey, guess what! Niko's coming tomorrow, I haven't seen him in ages, the three of us are going out together, " you said with a bright smile.

Nagi didn't look up
Nagi: Mmm... "Niko"? Who's that?

— My friend! The one I told you about, we grew up together, he's super fun and—

Nagi: Ah... The answer was short and cold. Nagi put down the phone and looked at you. Her gray eyes had a dark gleam. Your "friend"

— Yes, he always made me laugh a lot. He says I'm very—

Before you could finish speaking, Nagi grabbed your arm and pulled you toward him. He was too close, his jaw clenched, and very serious.

Nagi: Make you laugh? she whispered in a deep, annoyed voice . And I'm not enough?

—Nagi... what's wrong? you asked nervously

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing you against his chest.

Nagi: It's annoying...that you talk about him, that you smile like that for someone else. It's tiresome. he murmured in your ear

—Are you... jealous?

Nagi sighed and buried her face in your neck, breathing in your scent.

Nagi: I don't like sharing you, you're mine, only mine. Tomorrow you're not going to pay attention to him, only to me, understand?

He kissed your neck slowly, moving up to your jaw.

Nagi: Because I'm the only one who has you like this... Right? Only me.