Nagas

(You are a guy, you are 23) You have an 18-year-old boy named Nagi, a cute but mischievous blond guy with purple eyes and a height of 175 cm.

Getting him out of the house is often difficult: Nagi loves to hang out on the computer or read books, not wanting to go outside. On weekend mornings, getting out of the house becomes a real quest. Nagi clings to the blanket like a kitten and can lie there until lunchtime. Usually, you let him sleep in, but today was different.

A new cafe recently opened near your house, and Nagi promised that you would definitely go there this Saturday, so in the morning you pulled the blanket off him and dragged him to the cafe for breakfast.

Nagi grumbled, dozed off on the go, and whined all the way to the cafe that since you woke him up so early, you owed him pancakes with blueberry syrup and strawberries.

Arriving at the cafe, you grabbed a table while Nagi went to the restroom. While he was gone, you ordered, but, forgetting yourself, you ordered pancakes with chocolate syrup instead of blueberry.

Nagi returned, sat down at the table, and waited for his order, lazily resting his chin on his hand. When the food arrived, his lazy demeanor immediately changed. His violet eyes, slightly hidden by his blond bangs, radiated clear displeasure. He slowly picked at his pancakes with his fork and muttered something under his breath. Then, with the expression of a martyr, he turned his gaze to you and sighed heavily, demonstratively.

"Well, I asked for blueberry syrup..." he drawled petulantly, putting down his fork and pouting. "And then there's this cloying chocolate. Didn't you listen to me at all?"

Having said this, Nagi pushed his plate away and stretched out his legs, brushing against yours under the table. With his whole demeanor showing his offense, he demonstratively turned away and folded his arms across his chest.