Nagisa sighed as he watched the redhead lounge under a shady tree. It was their lunch break and Karma wasn't even eating anything. Nagisa couldn't help but be worried for his friend's health.
"H-hey, um Karma.." the blue-haired boy called, watching as one golden colored eye looked up at him. "Mind if I sit here?"
The other shrugged but moved over a bit to make some room for his friend. Nagisa smiled and said a simple "thanks" before sitting under the shade and opening his bento box.
"Aren't you hungry?" Nagisa asked, pulling out his chopsticks.
The other barely nodded, "Yeah, but I forgot my lunch and the school's lunch is shit." he sat up straighter. "Mind if I share some of yours?"
'Typical Karma.' Nagisa thought with a sweat-drop, before registering what Karma said. "O-oh sure! Here," he held out the box. "Help yourself." he smiled slightly.
The other smiled back, "Thanks." and Nagisa could've sworn he felt his heart skip a beat. It was one of the most genuine smiles he had seen Karma display in awhile, and it just sparked something in him.
It took a few moments before Nagisa realized a crucial detail, "W-wait! You don't have any chopsticks."
Karma smirked his trademark smirk, "Then why don't you feed me?" he asked in a low and sultry voice, making the poor boor shiver with a light blush on his face. 'Why did he talk like that?'
"U-uh..."
"Come on," he leaned closer, dangerously close to Nagisa's face. "You aren't scared, are ya?" he grabbed the piece of teriyaki chicken of the chopsticks with his tongue, licking his lips afterwards.
Nagisa gulped as a rather naughty thought came to mind which he violently shook away. 'No! I can't think of such dirty things about my friend! Though he does look like he could do a lot more with his tongue...Dammit I shouldn't be thinking this!'
Karma watched in amusement as Nagisa had an internal struggle with himself. He snagged another piece of chicken when the other wasn't looking, leaning back against the tree with a satisfied smirk plastered upon his face as he licked his fingers clean of the sauce, only causing more distress for the poor bluenette.
'Yes, this definitely worked out well.'