Nagisa x reader | Flirt

"(y/n)!" A certain perky voice called your name running up to you on the sidewalk.
You slowed your pace so that Nagisa could have a chance to catch up to where you were walking.
"When are we going to work on the project (y/n)-chan?" Looking over at you and into your (e/c) eyes he asked you the question you had been dreading.
The project the two of you were partnered up to do was due in a month, but you liked to get things done as soon as possible.
"Well uh..." The problem wasn't that you didn't like Nagisa, but because you did. You had a crush on him since the beginning of the year and when you were partnered with him you didn't know what to do. You were on the shy side, and even more so around him, and you had only talked to Nagisa a few times but that consisted of the project and other subjects, but he considered you a friend. Only a friend.
"(y/n)-chan!!" The perky blonde said stepping in front of you blocking your way.
"Why don't I come over to your house now (y/n)-chan?" He said perking his shoulders up.
Before you could answer he held your hand in his, making a light pink come across your face.
"Oh please (y/n)-chan!! Please! Please!" The word please kept coming out of his mouth like a broken record, as he kept pleading you to come over.
"Fine! C'mon Nagisa-chan" You said taking your hand out of his.
Widening his eyes a smile had formed across his face, he was practically skipping the whole time to your house.
House after house, you turned a corner and arrived at yours. While you were getting the keys out of your pocket, you were oblivious to Nagisa looking intently at your face, admiring every single detail about you.
Nagisa took off his shoes and was in your house as soon as you opened the door.
"Mom?" You said removing your flats and putting the keys on the table next to the door, waiting for a response.
"Guess she's not here..." You said wondering where the all too excited boy had gone.
"(y/n)-chan! Your room is so pretty!" Rushing upstairs and to your room you saw him sitting on your bed.
"Nagisa-chan what are you doing in here?!"
"Where else are we gonna work?"
You sighed and took Nagisa's hand dragging him downstairs.
"We're going to work in the living room, since my mom isn't here" Nagisa chuckles at you.
"What, do you not trust me in your room (y/n)-chan?" He said sitting his hand on his hip.
"Or is it he because of something else" He said moving closer to you.
A slight blush had swiped across your cheeks.
"Let's just get started" Taking notes out of your book bag you sat down.
"So, what's the plan (y/n)-chan?" He said taking place next to you, crossing his legs and looking at you cheerfully.
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Half an hour into it you barely got anything done. You had made the mistake to give Nagisa sugar.
"(y/n)-chan! (y/n)-chaaaaannn!!!!" Nagisa whined as he tugged at your arm.
"NAGISA-CHAN FOR THE LOVE OF WATER PLEASE JUST SIT DOWN AND TRY TO CALM YOURSELF" You yelled as he looked at you, making his jumpy exterior crumble.
"I'm sorry (y/n)-chan..but can we take a break?" He said sitting on the ground looking up at you with puppy-dog eyes, you hadn't even started but since Nagisa's eyes were piercing into yours you couldn't say no.
"Ugh, fine Nagisa-chan, what do you want to do?" You asked, sitting down in front of him.
You were surprised by what he did next.
He ran past you and upstairs, probably to your room.
You sighed and slumped up stair after a stair.
"Nagisa, what are you doing?" You asked wearily and opened your door further to find Nagisa rummaging through your dresser.
"NAGISA-CHAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING" You said storming over to him and closed the drawer that held your clothes, and undergarments.
"I was only looking at your clothes (y/n)-chan" He said innocently, honey dripping from his voice, it sounded so sweet.
"Sure Nagisa..what did you want to do in my room?"
He sat on your bed and scooted up and leaned into your pillows.
"Anything but schoolwork" Nagisa said picking up your remote and turning the TV on.
"But, wasn't the point of you coming over to do schoolwork?" You said confused.
"Not necessarily" He said laying on his belly and propped his head on his arms.
At that moment you heard the door open and a voice call your name.
"Mom?"