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Nagisa laughed cheerfully as he finally succeeded in that new skill he had been practicing. Karma had tried to learn its name a few times, but every time he had asked Nagisa something had distracted them, and Karma was forced to drop the topic.
After the third time it happened, Karma essentially gave up.
But he still smiled when Nagisa accomplished it; or he assumed Nagisa accomplished it.
It was yet another skill that focussed one’s killing intent so that it distracted the opponent. Nagisa had such an overabundance of that, killing intent, that Karma supposed it was a good idea.
He felt a hand, or rather a tentacle, on his shoulder and quickly pulled out an anti-teacher knife. He swung it at the infuriating yellow octopus.
The offender and subject of his ire just laughed. “Now, now Karma. Please refrain from harming me right now, I do so want to enjoy this lovely budding romance!”
Karma sneered at his nosy teacher, who was smiling his usual wide smile and had covered himself in stupid pink polka dots.
Their tentacles were placed together and formed a heart with their combined shapes.
Karma loathed his sensei.
Korosensei smiled and to Karma it looked condescending. “Lave me alone, you damn octopus.”
“How original Karma. But no. I don’t quite want to. You see, I, as the certified love guru, want to bless you with my expert opinion and help this love along. It’s no good to suppress romantic interest after all.”
As he was saying this, Korosensei was quickly getting nearer to Karma. He kept on doing so until his face was right above Karma’s own, so that Karma had to look up to peer into their eyes.
“I heard there was a dance coming up.”
Karma deliberated on their offer for a while, but he already knew what his answer would have to be. Karma had no knowledge on love and feelings, and he knew for a fact that nobody on the planet was half as oblivious as Nagisa. “Fine.”
He knew he was going to regret this.
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Karma wandered through the store, muttering to himself. He quietly checked off the things on the list that he needed, bought, and still couldn’t find the location of.
He hoped this was worth it.
Korosensei had drilled him on the entire ‘language of flowers’ or some BS. He sure hoped that this would work or he would actually murder them in their sleep.
Why did flowers have to change their meaning depending on colour? Who even thought of the ‘language of flowers’?
Who looked at a pink carnation of all things and thought ‘ah, yes. That means love, but a mother’s undying one specifically’ like seriously.
Why did he even need to know all of them most of them weren’t even applicable to his current situation. And with how often he saw his parents he may as well be an orphan.
Karma sighed and tried to cool down. He was getting off track. Currently, what he needed to do was figure out a gift Nagisa would like and show it to them in a way that they wouldn’t misunderstand.
He only had a week before the dance after all.
Now, you may be asking, why would Korosensei offer this only a week from the dance? Wouldn’t he like to have more time to be able to ship them together?
You would be right about that. In fact, Korosensei had actually offered this an entire month before the dance. But Nagisa was either clueless or rejecting him.
He gave Nagisa flowers, and they put it in a vase and clearly didn’t research what flower language was. So when Karma had asked them what they thought about it, the flowers were in the middle of the table and Nagisa said ‘they looked nice, I love them Karma’.
Then Karma had asked if they thought anything more about it, they asked him if there was anything more about it. Karma, like a total idiot, just looked away and said no.
Okay, so maybe he wasn’t helping his case here. But he didn’t really know what else to do.
Maybe he was reading too much into it, maybe Nagisa did know and was politely ignoring them. It was pretty hard to tell, because he didn’t know how somebody could think it was nothing after another person gave them flowers.
They were blinking innocently, not asking if Karma was interested in them or not, they just looked up at him.
He didn’t know how more flowers were going to help, but Korosensei said that he would have to give it to Nagisa straight.
Karma decided that he would hide behind an overabundance of gifts before trying that out.
What? No matter how good he was at literally everything else, asking his sheltered best friend in hopes of becoming something more was not part of the ‘everything else’.
How does one even get over the nerves?
He buried his head in his hands, he wanted to scream. When he finally bought the rest of the gifts, finding the perfect flowers. He arranged the cornflowers and delphiniums. He hoped that the blue would make them appeal more to Nagisa.
Then he took a deep breath and prepared all of them, the chocolates, the card, the flowers before heading to Nagisa’s house. He knew that Hiromi would be out today, and he prayed to all the gods he did not believe in that the fact would hold true while the conversation occurred.
He walked up to the door, rapping against the wood with his knuckles. He waited with baited breath as Nagisa slowly opened the door, face brightening as their blue eyes landed on Karma.
“Oh, Karma. Come i-”
“Iloveyoubutyou’resoobliviouspleaseacceptmyofferforadateIloveyouandcouldyoupleasegotothedancewithme.”
“Karma what?”
Karma took a sharp breath, his cheeks reddening. He had panicked.
He took another breath and tried again, hoping to sound a little less frantic this time.
“I said”, he started, he was sure he resembled a human strawberry right now, “That I love you, and would like to go to the dance with you.”
He watched as his other half processed the information, preparing himself for rejection. He was being stupid, why would Nagisa like him back. In fact, he was pretty sure they were straight. Why was he doing this, he wasn’t cut out for this-
Nagisa cut off his mind’s rambles with a small laugh. “Of course I’ll go to the dance with you Karma,” he took the gifts out of the redhead’s hands and gave him a small kiss on the cheek, “thank you.”
Karma was frozen in the doorway as Nagisa turned around to enter the house. “My mother won’t be home for another 5 hours, come inside.”
Karma was the happiest man on Earth at that moment, he was sure of it. Korosensei gave him a thumbs up from behind the bushes as Karma entered the house.
The happiest man on Earth.