unfortunately— or fortunately for him you don’t hear him at all. more like you can’t hear him.
nagi watches your sleeping form. your legs sprawled out of the blanket, disheveled hair and that annoyingly peaceful expression on your face, like it was so much calmer to sleep all alone on the couch than next to him.
with a sigh, his hands quietly slip under you, picking you up from the couch you called your bed and into his embrace. “this is where you should be sleeping.” nagi made his way towards his room, where the two of you had been having your “sleepover” when suddenly a voice spoke.
“what do you think you’re doing?” your voice was still heavy from sleep as you rubbed your eyes.
nagi blinks, “g’mornin…?”
“it’s 2AM. it’s not a good morning.” you respond, enunciating the good morning part so he could get it through his thick skull that whatever mood you’re in: it’s not a good one.
“ah,” nagi looks at the clock, “i guess you’re right…”
you start wrangling yourself out of nagi’s hold, but to no avail. nagi only tightens his embrace.
“nuh-uh, you’re not going anywhere.” afterall, he can’t have you leave him sleeping in his cold, cold bed alone again.
you were still stuck in his ridiculously strong hold when nagi carries you with him into his room and flops you down on his bed. “you’re tired right?” he mumbles, grabbing a fluffy blanket.
“no, i just woke up.” you answer, immediately getting back up after nagi released you from his grip to make your way back to the living room but before you get the chance too, nagi is towering in front of you.
he stares down at you “you look tired to me.” and with that, he rolls you into the blanket, effectively trapping you.
“i said i’m–” nagi shuts you up with a kiss. it was lazy, just like him but so gentle at the same time.
“g’night.” he whispers before dozing off while laying on top of you. leaving you no chance to escape and absolutely no other choice but to fall asleep right next to him (or under him in this case). ♡
people think that nagi seishiro is this cool, effortless, nonchalant guy. he's sort of emotionless and apathetic in a way that leaves everyone wondering. everything he does is easy for him, and he's just so cool and uncaring. he would never do something stupid like messing with his partner.
they're WRONG.
– he picks you up randomly whenever he wants. he's super tall and muscular, so it's really no hassle for him. brushing your teeth, doing dishes, on a phone call, reaching into the fridge. he just scoops you up like it's nothing and walks off with you. when you squeal like “nagi???” he just goes:
“what? you looked like you wanted to be moved.”
– he hides your phone but only when he wants attention. and it’s always nearby, but in the dumbest spot. like under his leg or in his pocket. he'll watch you turn over every pillow and look under every table with this nonchalant "i don't know, don't ask me" look, but when you catch on, he gets this stupid little smirk and goes:
“guess you gotta come get it.”
getting you to cuddle and pay attention to him was always the objective.
– he texts you from across the room while literally staring at you, and when you look up confused, he just blinks real slow like:
“check your phone.”
‘hi :x u look cute'
– he keeps “accidentally” messing with your settings and it's so fucking stupid and frusturating. he sets your phone’s language to something random like french, or makes his contact name something stupid like “i should pay more attention to my bf” or reo's as "free money" just for fun and to see your reaction.
– and when you’re trying to concentrate, he’ll invade your personal space. he does not give a fuck that you're working on a very important presentation due tomorrow. wraps his arms around you, chin resting on your shoulder or head as he whispers:
“you’re so serious. pay attention to me.”
and you’re like PLEASE let me finish this task
“mmm. no.”
– likes to tickle you all the time. when you're focused, when he's just passing by, when he wants attention, when you're in a quiet place you should not be making noise in, or just because. he thinks your reactions and giggles are so cute and likes watching you get annoyed at him.
"nagi! stoppit!"
"that squeal was cute. like a mouse. do it again."
"nagi, i said- HEY!"
(he does not stop)
– takes your belongings as if they're his. takes your blankets, your snacks, your phone as you're using it. and this egotistical motherfucker sees nothing wrong with it and just does it as if it's his god-given right.
"awe, my phone died. gimme yours." *snatches it out of your hands*
"wha- nagi! i was doing something!"
"don't care. my charger's too far."
– falls on top of you whenever he wants as if he's not over 180 cm. it's like a trust fall except he gave you no warning beforehand and it's not because he wants a trust fall, he just got tired of standing and felt like messing with you.
"catch me."
"wha- AHH! nagi! you're so fucking heavy! get off! we're gonna fall!"
"mmm noo. you can do it. i believe in you."
"well, don't!"
– doesn't let you get out of bed when he's sleepy. this actual motherfucker i swear to god. it doesn't matter whether you have to be up in 5 minutes or 5 hours, he will keep you in bed. uses his unfairly long limbs and traps you until he feels awake enough to get out of bed.
"hmm? nooo don't go yet. 'm still sleepy."
"i am too, but i'm meeting up with a friend in an hour."
"you can be late. they'll understand."
"GET OFF OF ME."
– takes all of your snacks except for one. this is oddly specific, but he'll do this thing where he'll take your entire bag of chips or all of your fries, and when you protest, he'll act all gracious and generous and give you one.
"nagi! those are my fries!"
"mine now. 'm hungry."
"i dont care! go get your own fries! give mine back!"
he sighs heavily, like you're the hassle here.
"fine. here you go."
"..this is one fry."
"and? be grateful. go buy more fries if you want them that bad."
"THOSE ARE MY FRIES!"
– makes himself at home in your home. this isn't necessarily a menace problem, but you thought it was kind of funny how the first time he came over, he immediately settled down in your bed as if it was his.
"'m tired. you wanna take a nap?"
"..this is my bed."
"mhm. it's comfy. and?"
and because he's a real menace, when you're at your wit's end, face flushed from frustration despite your smile, and you yell an "I HATE YOU" at him, slapping him angrily, he'll just pat your head gently and give you a slight smile.
"no, you don't."
he says it with this confidence, like he knows he's right, hands down. and as much as you "hate" to admit it, he's right. despite how annoying he can be, you know damn well you wouldn't trade him for the world.
pairing. nagi, karasu, kunigami, shidou x f!reader
prompt. they're getting sleepy
Nagi
He was too focused trying to win this level of his game that he barely realized that he was falling asleep on it. You called his name a few times without him answering even once. He mumbled something unintelligible about losing one more time until you took the game from his hands. He looked up at you with a small pout and you almost fell for it. You put the console to the side and reach out to brush some hair from his forehead. He closed his eyes almost immediately and, deciding to accept his fate, he let his head fall on your lap. You began to scratch his scalp gently with your nails and he didn’t need anything more to fall asleep there, nuzzling against your stomach. It always made him realize that he was never more comfortable to sleep than when you were by his side. He was glad you were here. You made things easier. Everything.
Karasu
Going out was his idea, he knew that, but he didn’t expect to get tired so quickly. He had trouble staying focus on any discussion around him, his eyes drifting to your face every time. You were still so cheerful, smiling brightly and talking with your friends like it wasn’t exhausting at all. He decided that any fight against his sleepiness was useless, which lead him to shift closer to you. He murmured something about needing you closer and you didn’t question him about it. He rested his head against his arm that was on the table, and his fingers began to draw patterns on your bare arm as you kept talking. His eyes never left you the whole time, except when he couldn’t keep them open. A little sigh escaped his lips, thanking everything that you came with him tonight. He couldn’t have done it without you.
Kunigami
You rarely had moments with him in the morning because he was always waking up early to go run outside. You couldn’t blame him for it, you knew how important it was for him to stay in good shape. But when you woke up this morning with your back pressed against something hard, a tingling feeling in your neck, you quickly understood what was going on. Your hand slid on the arm around your waist which only made him nuzzle more in the nape in your neck. You teased him about being still in bed at this hour and grumbled something unclear, something about wanting to be with you. And who where you to deny him anything when he was being so cute? You chuckled slightly before turning around in his arms to hide against his chest. His nose found its way to your hair and it brushed away any doubt he could have: he was glad he stayed in bed today.
Shidou
If one thing could be said about Shidou, it was that the boy had a lot of energy. It was difficult to imagine him being anything but overexcited, running everywhere. So the first time you saw him being so sleepy, you couldn't help but to feel your heart racing at how adorable he was. His eyes were half closed when you walked inside the bedroom. You turned around, just about to leave but you heard mumbling something like "come here". You glanced his way and noticed the small pout on his lips. You smiled a little and made your way to the bed. You barely had the time to lay down that he was already clinging to your side, his face buried in your chest. It wasn't like he needed anything more than your presence to be able to finally sleep. A sigh escaped his lips before he fell into his peaceful slumber.
touchstarved!nagi who ultimately finds his attraction to you bothersome. he’s used to operating alone and doing whatever he wants, so the fact that his thoughts turn to you even when you’re not around grates on him
touchstarved!nagi who is (honestly) rude as hell once he realizes that he has feelings for you
touchstarved!nagi who starts to crave you, a possessiveness not entirely unlike his fervent desire to become the world’s best striker
touchstarved!nagi who is still next-level bad at articulating his feelings outside of inviting you over to play video games
touchstarved!nagi who feels the heat of your thigh against his on the couch and wonders if he's been drugged, because how the fuck does the pressure of your leg feel good?
touchstarved!nagi who smirks at your exhale when he rolls his leg back, scooping you into his lap with a low, "need something, baby? go ahead an' ask, bet we both want the same thing"
touchstarved!nagi who catalogs every sound you make as you ride him, face buried in your tits
touchstarved!nagi who becomes addicted to pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, determined to one-up the session before, "the only reason you don't think you can cum again is because you've never been with me" (egoist thru and thru)
other touchstarved!bllk boys here. divider @anitalenia
tags/content warning. fluff, kinda angst-ish (only some parts)
author’s note. thank you for requesting, i hope you like it pookie :3 (i love writing nagi like, he’s so funny and interesting and hot and interesting hot and funny)
HIHHHIHIHIH i love ur work !! could you possibly do a fic about how reader sleeps more and is lazier than nagi?? thank youuu you can ignore this if you don’t like it !
i love this request smm, thank you anon i hope you likey 😙
𝒢𑄺 — Nagi’s partner is lazier than him !
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the sunlight from outside peeks through the curtains as Nagi stirs awake in bed, his limbs tangled in with yours. He groans softly, running a hand through his messy hair, smoothing it down slightly.
He looks down at you- face buried into his chest. It’s comforting, feeling your soft breaths against his skin.
After a few moments he sighs, not wanting to get up and out of the warm bed. “what a hassle…” he mumbles to himself.
As he begins to get up your arms tighten around him, forcing him back to you, mumbling “5 more minutes”
He exhales, shifting so his head is on your chest. “5 more minutes.” he repeats, voice muffled from his face pressed against you.
Your arms lock around his back, he’s practically laying on top of you now, and he’s careful not to crush you. “dont wanna get up..” you whine softly, burying your face into his hair.
“i know, but we need to in a minute…” deep down he doesn’t want to either, but if he stays in bed for to long you’ll both end up cuddling and playing video games all day, and as much as thats what he wants, Reo wont be happy if he keeps skipping practice.
Nagi looks up at you and presses soft kisses to your forehead, nose, and finally lips. “cute.” he says with his usual tired tone, making you smile.
You stay like that for a few more minutes, enjoying each other’s company as you slowly wake up more. The bedroom is filled with a comfortable silence apart from the sound of gentle breathing.
he breaks the silence “cmon now, gotta get ready for practice” you stop him again, holding him tighter.
“please, just a few more minutes…” he glances at the clock, then back to you. “fine, when i come home we can play video games, kay?”
That few more minutes turns into all day, he just cant say no to you after all.
Characters- Yoichi Isagi, Meguru Bachira, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi, Rensuke Kunigami, Hyoma Chigiri, Seishiro Nagi, Reo Mikage, Shoei Barou, Ryusei Shidou, Michael Kaiser, Oliver Aiku, Shuto Sendou
Isagi Yoichi
He freezes for a second, lips parted, like his whole brain just blue-screened.
“Wait… you’re serious? You really don’t like football?”
At first, he’s so confused because football is his whole life—he can’t imagine someone he loves not sharing that.
But because it’s you, he won’t push. He’ll respect your feelings. Still, you’ll notice him trying little ways to make you warm up to it: pulling you into his arms during a game, explaining plays in excited whispers, looking at you first when he scores.
If you still don’t like it, he’s fine. You’re the one person he wants to come home to after matches anyway, whether you like the game or not.
Bachira Meguru
He pouts dramatically, leaning into you with big puppy eyes. “Ehhh, you don’t like it? Not even when I score those super cool goals just for you?”
He’ll definitely keep joking about it, but the truth is—he doesn’t care that much.
As long as you’re his, he’s happy. You’re his safe place outside of football.
“That’s okay, I’ll like it enough for both of us.” He’ll grin, tugging you to sit with him during practice anyway, curling into your side like a cat.
Secretly, every goal he makes, he’s still hoping you’ll cheer—just once.
Itoshi Rin
“…Tch. Figures.” He looks away immediately, cold and sharp.
At first, he sees it as rejection—not just of football, but of him. Because football is his identity, his pride, his life.
He goes distant, walls slamming up… until he notices you haven’t left. You still sit by him, listen to him, support him—even if you don’t like the sport.
Slowly, he realizes you see Rin the person, not just Rin the footballer. That makes him soften in ways he didn’t expect.
Eventually, he’ll mutter, “It’s fine. You don’t have to like football. Just don’t stop liking me.”
Itoshi Sae
Sae looked at you deadpan. “Of course you don’t. You’ve got taste.”
He teases you for it constantly, brushing off your dislike like it’s nothing. In truth, he doesn’t care if you like football—he’s already drowning in fans who worship his skills. He doesn’t need that from you.
He actually finds it refreshing. You’re not blinded by his fame, you just… love him.
“Stay the way you are. Everyone else can love my football. You just have to love me.”
Kunigami Rensuke
His eyes widen, and you can see the heartbreak. “You don’t? Really?”
But Kunigami’s way too sweet to guilt you over it. He’d sigh, ruffle your hair, and smile warmly.
“That’s okay. Not everyone has to like the same things. I still want you there, though. You’re important to me.”
He’ll keep inviting you to games, never forcing, always patient. And if you do cheer—just once—he’ll probably play ten times harder, just to make you proud.
Chigiri Hyoma
He blinks in surprise, pink strands falling into his eyes. “Huh. That’s… unexpected.”
For a moment, he feels a sting—football is tied to his pride and his comeback from injury. But he quickly realizes you don’t mean it as an insult.
He smirks lightly, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. “Guess that means I’ll just have to run fast enough to make you like it.”
He’ll put on a show for you every time he plays, secretly craving your attention even if you don’t love the sport.
Nagi Seishiro
He just shrugs lazily, leaning against your shoulder. “M’kay. I didn’t like football at first either. Too much work.
Nagi doesn’t care if you’re not into it—he actually finds it comforting. He fell into football by accident, so he gets where you’re coming from.
“You don’t have to like it. You just have to watch me, yeah?”
He’ll keep dragging you to his games anyway, half-asleep with his head in your lap during travel, murmuring, “As long as you’re there, it’s fine.”
Reo Mikage
Absolutely crushed. “Wait, wait, wait—babe, how can you not like football?? Do you know how many hours I’ve trained just so you’d think I’m cool?”
He’d whine about it endlessly, begging you to give it a chance. He’s not mad, but he’s desperate for you to share the passion he and Nagi have.
“You don’t have to love it, but at least pretend! You’re my girlfriend, you gotta cheer for me a little!”
Eventually, he’d calm down, but you just know he’s going to keep trying to convert you—buying you jerseys, teaching you rules, dragging you to matches. Reo wants you in his world, no matter what.
Barou Shoei
Barou literally scoffs in your face. “Hah? You don’t like football? That’s pathetic.”
At first, he’d genuinely be offended, because in his king-sized head, football is the sport. It’s strength, it’s pride, it’s everything.
He’d throw a fit, calling you “unworthy of watching the king” if you don’t like the game.
But secretly? He still wants you at his matches. He’ll glance at you in the stands every time he scores, smug grin plastered on his face, waiting for you to clap—even if you said you wouldn’t.
“Tch. Whatever. You don’t need to like football. You just need to like me.” (Yes, he says this like it’s law.)
Shidou Ryusei
Oh boy. He’d grin like a devil the moment you admit it. “Ohhh, baby, you don’t like football? That’s hot.”
He finds it hilarious. Most people worship his chaotic playstyle, so the fact that you, his girlfriend, couldn’t care less? It entertains him endlessly.
“Guess that means you’ll only scream for me in bed then, huh?” (yeah, he’d actually say that).
He doesn’t give a damn whether you like football. If anything, he loves that you’re different—it makes him obsessed with you even more.
Michael Kaiser
His jaw would drop. “Excuse me? Excuse me? You’re my girlfriend and you don’t like football?”
He’d be dramatic, borderline offended—because how can his queen not adore the sport that makes him shine?
But after some sulking, Kaiser would spin it in his favor. “Actually… it makes sense. You don’t love football, you love me. That’s even better.”
Expect him to be extra obnoxious, though—constantly trying to show off goals “just for you.” Even if you don’t care, he’ll act like you’re secretly obsessed with him anyway.
Oliver Aiku
Aiku would chuckle low, leaning close with that teasing smirk. “Oh? My pretty girl doesn’t like football? What a shame.”
Honestly, he doesn’t mind. If anything, he thinks it’s cute—you stand out from the hordes of girls who only chase him for being a pro.
“Good. That means you’re not here for the sport. You’re here for me. That’s how I like it.”
He’ll still want you around, but more for the flex of having you by his side, not because he expects you to cheer for the game.
Sendou Shuto
He gasps so loud you think he’s joking. “HUH?! Babe, what do you mean you don’t like football?!”
He’d dramatically grab your shoulders, eyes wide like you just broke his heart.
“You don’t like football… but you like me, right? RIGHT?!”
Sendou would spiral for a hot second, then clingy-mode activates. He’s begging you to at least come to his games.
He doesn’t need you to love the sport—he just needs reassurance you love him. He’s such a people-pleaser that your approval matters more than football itself.
