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Your soulmate could see everything you put on your skin, tattoos, ink, drawings, paper, stickers.
Anything, as long as the thing it stuck to was your skin, the thing it clung to flesh.
Which obviously lead to a bit of fun between soulmates, the occasional shenanigan or two, a couple of ruined reputations.
Exactly what one would expect.
It started with a sticker, an incredibly ugly one in Karma’s opinion, though it wasn’t like he was completely faultless when it came to ugly things shared between his and Nagisa’s skin.
But it was a Peppa pig sticker. On his forearm no less. He would never live it down if anybody from their class saw it. He needed to find Nagisa and make the boy take it off.
Unfortunately, and as was usually the case with Nagisa, as soon as he wanted to hide, he would disappear off the face of the earth. Nobody would be able to find him. Not even Karma.
So he would have to draw them out.
Unfortunately, Karma didn’t really have a feasible way of doing that by any other way than the most direct one, the one thing that Nagisa would never ignore.
Which meant he would have to actually humiliate himself this time.
Look, unless Karma was actively threatening one of their classmates, Nagisa wouldn’t actually do anything. So the only way to get his attention was through their soulbond. That boy was way too stubborn and single-minded for his own good.
Karma didn’t want to harm anyone right now either, and a simple death threat would have a hard time getting his soulmate’s attention.
What should he say?
What should he do?
An idea crossed his mind, and Karma smirked. A sacrifice that Karma was willing to make. Just for this.
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Karma had goggles and a glitter bomb and he was ready. Everybody else could watch. He was going to summon his soulmate in the dumbest way possible.
And he knew it was going to work. Nagisa never missed school, he would be there, and then Karma could get him to remove the sticker. A foolproof plan with absolutely no hiles in it.
He was so good at this soulmate thing.
Everybody took a step back when they saw what Karma was holding, he had strategically held his arm around the glitter bomb so that it hid the sticker, and he cocked his head at Korosensei when the teacher made a move to stop him.
He was a man on a mission and nobody would get in his way.
Luckily, their nosy teacher absolutely loved chaos and other such things, and thus took a step back when Karma set down the bomb.
Everybody else took a couple more than that.
He smiled at what he was doing, this would for sure get Nagisa’s attention in the best way possible, and he would be able to vandalise Korosensei’s classroom.
A win win Karma’s books.
Was covering everything in glitter a bit drastic? Possibly. Did Karma care? Most certainly not. He was anything but not stubborn and he took great measures to be as chaotic and destructive as possible.
And if his reputation was going to be ruined he would burn it to the ground himself, not go out by a stupid sticker.
He hid his forearm from everybody’s view and set the bomb.
Any second now.
“Hi guys, sorry I was run-”
“Boom.”
The bomb exploded with little more than a puff of air, but the glitter went everywhere, it completely covered Karma’s arm and any skin that was uncovered.
Nagisa, who had just walked in, was clearly covered in the stuff as well.
“Karma?”
Karma looked up from his masterful creation.
“Yes Nagisa?”
“Why have you felt the need to cover us in glitter?”
“No reason?”
“Right.”
Nagisa looked doubtful and eyed Karma up and down. Karma only smirked and lifted a finger to poke at his forearm, now fully covered in glitter.
Nagisa knew what he was pointing too.
“Seriously? Just because of that?”
“Absolutely,” Karma said in a singsong, not missing the way Nagisa sighed in exasperation.
“You couldn’t have just rung my phone? Y’know, like a normal person.”
Karma blinked, he looked down at himself, then at the glitter covered area of the classroom, then at Nagisa.
“Oh. I forgot about that.”
Nagisa face-palmed but peeled the sticker off of his forearm anyway, just because he didn’t trust Karma to not take any more drastic measures.
There was a pig shaped imprint where the flitter had fallen around it, but Karma was satisfied. He wiped off the glitter from his forearm with a shrug and happily made his way over to his seat.
Korosensei looked delighted as well, particularly because half the class hadn’t been able to avoid the range of the bomb, or had underestimated it, and were thus covered in glitter as well.
He knew Korosensei would find some way to make a fame out of all the flotter, and he would never admit this to the teacher’s face, but he was kind of looking forward to how their teacher would turn this situation into a learning opportunity.
Glitter was going to follow him around for the rest of his life. Nagisa would just have to deal with it.
He turned to the blue-haired boy, catching their eyes on his own.
“Got you back,” he mouthed.
“I did not expect this to escalate that quickly,” Nagisa mouthed back.
“I’m Karma Akabane, pigtails, what did you expect?”
“That’s a stupid nickname.”
Karma smiled, though some would call it creepy, and refocused his attention onto the glitter, still vaguely forming the shape of Peppa pig with negative space.
He had gone down in a blaze of glory, and nobody had even noticed the sticker, though he was sure that somebody had gotten suspicious at at least one point in time.
As long as they never said anything, Karma would win.
Nagisa muttered something about sticking the sticker on their faces next time as Karma brushed glitter harder, spreading it around and removing the imprint.
He grinned when he heard what Nagisa whispered under his breath, however, and leaned back in his seat.
He wouldn’t trade these days for the world.