#nagisou

[galactibi]

"without a doubt i will give up my wings, and i'll face all the evils that our love with surely bring"

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[summerfreeimagines]

//nagisou Imagine that when Nagisa offers Sousuke half of his Shark Fin (?) bun, he pauses for a moment, before giving in to his wishes and taking a bite out of it. The little blond stares at him wide-eyed for a second, then subsequently cheers and grabs his hand. "C'mon, Sou-chan! I wanna try all of the booths!" He drags the tall boy away to another stand to try something else, and the rest of their friends happily trail behind, giggling while Nagisa eagerly feeds Sousuke some more.

[ezzydean]

"the class clown tries to get the pretentious, stoic know-it-all to laugh au" for some reason this popped in my head as nagisa and sousuke

so I also just recently got a prompt about Sousuke & Nagisa and bullying so .... yeah.  here’s this

“Okay.  Spill.”  Sousuke doesn’t miss the way Nagisa’s eyes go wide and his breath hitches for a half a second when Sousuke appears behind him and blocks him in, hand pressing against the wall near Nagisa’s face before he spins and gives Sousuke a grin.

“Spill what?”

“Whatever is wrong.”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

“Bullshit.”

Nagisa blinks up at him, eyes bright as he studies Sousuke’s face and for a moment Sousuke thinks he’ll get the answer he’s waiting for.  But then Nagisa smiles and pats his arm like he’s a child.

“Language, Yamazaki.”  He ducks under Sousuke’s arm and spins to walk backwards down the hallway, giving him a wave as he goes.  “Nothing’s wrong.  But thanks for worrying.”

Sousuke lets him go.  This time.  Because there will be a next time.

--

Next time is a week later and Sousuke has Nagisa right where he wants him: someplace he can’t get away from so easily and, if nothing else, he knows he has Nagisa’s attention.  Because he is seated next to him in detention with his chin in his hand as he watches Nagisa frowning down at his homework.

The teacher gives him a stern look and he smiles up at her when she stands to leave for a moment.  The instant the door clicks shut Nagisa drops his pencil and glares at Sousuke.

“What did you do to get detention?  You never get detention.”

“What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing why do you keep asking me that?  Did you get detention just to ask me that again?”

“I know it’s not nothing.  Because every day since we started school you have made it your mission to bother me.  You drop puns left and right, you try to tickle me, you make stupid jokes - mostly at my expense - you pretend to be stupid and flighty and an idiot because you want to make me laugh or something.  You have spent half the time trying to crawl into my lap or nuzzle my back and shoulder into submission and now you just don’t.  So something is wrong and I want you to tell me what it is.” 

Nagisa is staring at him with wide eyes and his breath is coming in shallow puffs through pale lips and Sousuke hates the way his cheeks look so lifeless and shallow in this moment.  He hates the way Nagisa looks so startled by him.  Like Sousuke is some unknown variable and not the same person whose attention he’s been after for the entire year; whose attention he’s had even if he doesn’t realize it.

“You’re not stupid, Nagisa, and neither am I.  Just tell me what’s wrong.”

Something trembles in Nagisa’s eyes - or maybe it’s just Nagisa himself trembling in the afternoon light - and Sousuke can feel him on the brink of giving in.  Then the door opens and Nagisa blinks, eyes dropping to his homework as the teacher comes back in and settles at her desk.  Sousuke leans over and explains the problem Nagisa is stuck on, ignoring the teacher’s sigh because they both know that Nagisa could really use all the help he can get on the homework (even though Sousuke is pretty sure Nagisa would be fine himself if he could focus on it and not feel so pressured to get it done properly.)

--

Honestly Sousuke expects to have to find yet another way to corner Nagisa and get him to share what’s bothering him. 

He doesn’t expect Nagisa to wrap his fingers around Sousuke’s wrist and drag him from school to his house after their detention is over, not saying a word and not relaxing even when Sousuke willingly follows him.  He doesn’t expect Nagisa to drag him upstairs and into his room without so much as a shouted “I’m home,” or a detour to the kitchen for the sweet snacks Sousuke knows Nagisa loves.  He definitely doesn’t expect Nagisa to push him onto the floor with his back against the bed and crawl into his lap and bury his face against Sousuke’s shoulder, a trembling mess of tears and emotions.

--

Yet another week and Sousuke leaves the classroom that detention was being held in, ignoring the classmates that leave after him, and watches as Nagisa shoves away from the wall across from the door and bounces over to him. 

Those bright eyes stare up at him filled with joy and barely concealed excitement over something and he smiles.

“Okay.  Spill.”

Nagisa laughs, warm and bright in the afternoon air, and Sousuke chuckles when Nagisa gives him a cheeky grin.

“Spill what?”

[dandywonderous]

Title: Pony Ride

Pairing: SouNagi

Prompt: “I think he needs his farm lover.” - Brooklyn Nine Nine

Nagisa Hazuki was a city boy if ever Sousuke had seen one. He wore trendy clothes, paid too much for things, and was always babbling on about some movie or concert or party or something, some too fast event that Sousuke had never really had any interest in, himself. He was the kind of guy, exuberant, outgoing, and headstrong, that thrived in that sort of atmosphere, the kind of guy who took a shower but didn’t really get clean because you don’t really get dirty sitting in nice houses and nice offices and nice clubs.

And right then, he was completely, utterly enraptured with Sousuke’s horse.

The wonder on his face was almost childlike as he looked up at the horse, and the mare rewarded him by nudging her nose into his hand. She was a gentle spirit, and seemed to recognize Nagisa as one, too, despite his laughter, ringing out like a shot in the quiet early afternoon.

“I love her!” he announced, scratching her head and producing one of the sugar cubes Sousuke had given him. He laughed again at the feeling of her lips as she ate the treat off his hand. “Can we go for a ride, Sou-chan?”

“I never agreed to let you ride her,” said Sousuke. Nagisa whirled on him, pouting.

“You can’t bring me all the way out here to see your horse and then say that!”

“I brought you out here because you agreed to help me paint the fence.” Which was not even started yet. “You’re the one who wanted to see the horse.”

Nagisa’s expression dropped. “But I’ve never ridden a horse before.”

And, well, Sousuke couldn’t say no to that.

“…Fine. Lead her to the barn, and we’ll saddle her up.”

Nagisa cheered. The horse whinnied in agreement. Before Sousuke could react further, Nagisa was on him, arms reaching to get as far around his waist as they could.

“Sou-chan is the best,” said Nagisa, cheek pressed contently against the denim fabric of Sousuke’s overalls, and Sousuke felt his face heat up. He pulled away from Nagisa almost too roughly (he was so soft, would he bruise like a peach?) and turned to head toward the barn. Behind him, he could hear Nagisa giggle and talk softly with the horse.

It was only twenty minutes later that Sousuke found himself leading the horse down a well worn path in the woods, stepping carefully over rocks and scooting fallen branches out of the way. Nagisa had wanted to lead her himself his first time, but he’d almost immediately tried to goad her into a sprint, and Sousuke had known that would be a bad idea.

So instead they walked, and Nagisa talked. He chattered about the horse, about how beautiful she was, about his friends and their lives, about the woods, about an interesting movie he had watched the other day. Though Sousuke did not respond much, he found the conversation, if it could be called such, peaceful. Nagisa’s easy, cheerful tone flowed through the trees and added to the sunshine. Sousuke found that he was smiling almost the whole time.

They came to a clearing dotted with wildflowers, a bubbling creek flowing through the middle. Butterflies and bees flitted from flower to flower, occasionally joined by grasshoppers on their way to and fro. Sousuke didn’t care much for things like this, too soft and pretty and not active enough, but when he looked up at Nagisa, he knew he had picked the perfect spot. He looked like someone right out of a fairy tale, his hair lit in a halo by the sun, his eyes alight, a smile on his face.

He looked like he belonged here. Not in a city, not surrounded by artificial structures and hard concrete, but here, in this clearing in these woods on Sousuke’s farm. He belonged.

Nagisa looked down at Sousuke, and his smile grew softer.

They shared their first kiss right there, Sousuke craning his neck up as Nagisa bent down from the horse. A bird sang in the distance.

When they parted, Sousuke found himself searching desperately for something to say. Something beautiful. Something romantic. In the end, all he could say was, “Wow.”

Nagisa giggled, and slipped off the horses back. He grabbed Sousuke’s hands in his own, smiling up into his eyes.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss Sou-chan for awhile now,” he said, and Sousuke raised an eyebrow, though he was smiling.

“Really?”

“Yes! And now there’s something else that I want to do.”

He stretched up, as though he was coming in for another kiss. Sousuke bent down, almost instinctively, his eyes closing… and met air.

When he opened his eyes again, Nagisa was sprinting away from him, laughing and pulling off his shirt.

“I’ve always wanted to swim in a creek! Come on, Sou-chan!”

Sousuke watched him, bewildered, for another second, then smiled, running after him. Nagisa was a city boy, but he had something wild in his heart. Sousuke would have to stay on his toes.

[blackcats-and-bluebonnets]

But get this:

Nagisa calling Sousuke "Nemo-chan" because of his injured shoulder.

[gothclaires]

hehhehehe did you see that sounagi in the ova tho, sousuke protecting nagisa right when the fight starts? honestly that episode is a goldmine.

[revengeisalwaysanoption]

What I spent most of this week writing: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3753874 (Free!, multiple pairings)

[revengeisalwaysanoption]

[RarePairWeek] Day 8: I want it that way

Authors: revengeisalwaysanoption & tenitchyfingers Day/Prompt: Day 6; Free prompt Rating: 18+/M/NSFW Summary: ‘Calm down, Sousuke, breathe.' he says to himself, as he keeps on clenching and unclenching his fists in a poor attempt to ease his nervouness. There are so many questions with a proper reply in his head, though, and that doesn't help at all. [....] Sousuke and him started off with rough, animalistic, exciting sex – for a fee - without even questioning anything about sentiments and without fearing to hurt each other, until it happened anyway. Until Nagisa started actually caring, [....] In other words: Cop!Sousuke and Hooker!Nagisa on their very first date as boyfriends. Pairings: Cop!Sousuke/Hooker!Nagisa A/N: Since it’s born out of a RP thread, I personally have strong feelings for this story... I just love it, and my bbs as well <3 READ HERE

freerarepairs Better late than never, right?