nagi seishiro x reader | fluff | non-sexual intimacy near the end | #2 of my 2026 summer event | wc: 949
aabi's note: guys i just picked random images that fit this blue lock summer-y vibe cuz it was taking me too long to find images that go together
˗ˏˋ synopsis: the heat is overwhelming, but nagi can't stop clinging on to you ♡.ᐟ
it was excruciatingly hot.
the moment you stepped outside, you'd melt from the heat. that's how hot it was. even inside your house, where you had access to air conditioning, you couldn't escape the heat.
and there was one more thing you couldn't escape—nagi.
"sei, can you get off me. it's hot."
"noo 'm comfy."
"seishiro can we please cuddle later."
"five more minutes.."
"nagi seishiro. if you don't get off me, i'm going to push you off."
"okay, okay. 'm sorry baby."
because of the heatwaves, you were staying indoors basically everyday, and nagi was taking advantage of that. being the handsy man he was, he'd always find a way to have his limbs on yours. with you in his vicinity, nagi had plenty of more opportunities to have your bodies tangled.
all your attempts to avoid the physical touch was useless.
you'd move to the couch, and somehow, nagi ended up beside you, his cheek pressed against your chest. when you scooted to the opposite end, nagi lazily shuffled over until his head was on your lap.
when you stood up to get a cool, refreshing drink from the fridge, without fail, you heard the familiar sound of slow footsteps dragging across the floor behind you.
"sei..."
"hmm?"
"why are you following me?"
" 'cause you left."
"i'm getting a drink."
"yeah."
"you can wait in the living room."
"nah."
it was basically impossible to avoid and deny him. you grumbled, opening the fridge as a wave of cold air brushed against your face. you sighed at the feeling. it felt way better than nagi hugging you when both your bodies were sweaty and sticky.
as soon as you reached inside the fridge, you felt two hands wrap around your waist and nagi resting his chin on top of your head.
"you're making me hotter," you muttered, pouring yourself a glass of ice cold water.
"am i?" nagi asked, pretending to be oblivious. it was quite obvious that the physical contact was a bad idea because nagi himself was burning up and his cheeks were faintly pink.
you didn't respond and nagi murmured a halfhearted "sorry." he stepped away, releasing his grasp from yours, only for three full seconds. he was quick to wrap an arm around your waist again.
"dude," you scoffed, glancing at his arm then up at him.
"what?" nagi blinked innocently. "this is different."
you scoffed again. what was this clingy bastard even trying to prove? when you asked nagi how it was different, he replied with ," 'cause now i'm only using one arm."
at night, everything was worst.
you expected it to be cooler, but no, it was still burning hot. and it was humid too, making your situation a million times worst. you would toss and turn until you fell asleep if it weren't for nagi.
he was trapping you in his grasp, arms and legs wrapped around your frame like you're his personal pillow. nagi was also fast asleep while you were suffering from him and the heat.
"seii," you whine and tried to push his body off you for the nth time.
"mm," he sleepily responded, only tightening his grasp. for someone who looked half-asleep twenty-five eight, he had a surprisingly firm grip.
you let out an exhausted groan, trying to pry one of his arms off your waist. "it's so hot and you're doing all of this."
with another dramatic sigh, you gave up, letting your head fall back onto the pillow. despite the ridiculous temperature, despite the humidity, despite the fact that the air conditioner sounded like it was fighting for its life, nagi still insisted on staying as close to you as physically possible.
eventually, you reached over to the bedside table and grabbed the spare portable fan. this will help, you think. you're immediately proven wrong when the fan pushed only hot breeze into your face.
just as you were about to complain again, you're suddenly lifted off the bed by nagi. he doesn't explain anything as he drags you into the bathroom, dropping you onto the sink counter as soon as the door shut behind you both.
"what the heck are you doing sei?" you slipped off the counter.
"i have an idea."
within seconds, both of your thin pieces of clothing were discarded onto the tiled bathroom floor and you were both in the bathtub. you leaned back, resting the weight of your head on nagi's bare chest, who was sitting comfortably behind you, as ice cold water filled the tub.
both of you instantly relaxed at the feeling of the cold water against your bodies.
"feel good?" nagi whispered before letting out a yawn. he was already falling asleep in the bathtub.
"uh huh." you nodded. "feels so good."
nagi grabbed your hand, intertwining your fingers and squeezing it.
"it's cold," he murmured. "but you're warm. perfect combo."
before nagi could fall asleep in the bathtub, you dragged him and yourself out of the bathroom, not even bothering to properly dry your wet bodies or damp hair. as soon as your back hit the mattress, you were already regretting not staying in the cold water longer, missing the relishing feeling.
"i hate this", you grumbled to yourself, watching nagi doze off immediately right after his eyes shut. he was unconscious while you were feeling hot all over again despite just exiting the tub. at least he wasn't bear hugging you again.
late at night, way past a regular human being's sleep time, do you almost fall asleep. except nagi ends up putting his foot on yours at that exact time.
being a girl includes staying up till 3AM bc it’s already past your bedtime to read more “x readers” because you know you’re going to miss your alarm anyway.
method acting is a very powerful skill. using your own personal, physical, emotional self and pouring it into the character on the screen makes for a powerful performance. except when it's you and eren - you're not sure where the acting starts and real life begins.
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content: actor!au, childhood friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, it was always you trope, fluff, HEAVY ANGST (i'm serious. people were ready to hang me at the stake please be warned), miscommunication (even more sorry), CELEBRITY DRAMA, taylor swift songs and smau at some parts!
triple threat
the ensemble cast
the time of your life
award show etiquette
new year's day
historic wins
the softest kind of love
sick with sadness
the sound of the applause
the met gala
ribbons release
lacy, oh lacy
my love, mine all mine
the third act
it's time to go
funeral
all too well
the new romantics
lovesick
fine line
the beach
speak now
tolerate it
all american bitch
style
better than revenge
sofia
sweet nothing
see you soon
long story short
extra blurbs, after the end of the story!:
daylight
narc
standards
the alchemy
extras (method acting fan casts, tracklists etc.):
debut tracklist
lover girl tracklist
ribbons tracklist
the lucky one tracklist
valedictorian tracklist
birds of a feather tracklist
pls comment on this post or any of the chapters if you want to be added to the taglist <3
the nonchalant and quiet hugo agenda needs to go. that guy is the most chalant guy ever who remembers every single detail and considerate of every one of your traits and hobbies. he’s the guy who can’t shut the fuck up around you or about you, who’s always subtly bragging about you to his teammates and talks to you about how you’re his soulmate. the type of person to sing your favorite love song at your wedding. he’s a d1 yapper and a d1 lover, and he’s proud of it.
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