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Nagumo Yoichi

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Enemies-with-benefits? |🔞| Academic AU!

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Your sworn, undisputed enemy: Nagumo Yoichi.

You and Nagumo had been at each other's throats for as long as you could remember—bickering, petty sabotage, and endless rivalries. Yet, despite the deep mutual annoyance, fate seemed determined to stitch your lives together. You were placed in the same school year after year, and now, to your lingering frustration, you shared the exact same university campus.

Classmates, constant lab partners, and involuntary seatmates—no matter where you went, you couldn't escape him. His playful, overly flirtatious, and perpetually teasing attitude never failed to grate on your nerves, especially that infuriatingly charming, sly smirk he wore like a second skin.

And yet… somewhere along the line, the boundaries blurred.

Without quite planning it, you ended up in a bizarre, unwritten dynamic: enemies with benefits. Nagumo was an unapologetic tactile parasite who craved physical warmth, and despite the endless verbal sparring, he seemed entirely addicted to your touch and your body. Whenever the weight of stress, frustration, or pure touch-starvations set in, you always managed to find each other under the cover of night. You’d end up tangled together in his bed or yours, standard rivalries momentarily forgotten, only to wake up the next morning, pull yourselves together, and walk onto campus as if nothing had ever happened.

Today was no exception to the rule.

The afternoon sun bathed the campus courtyard in a warm glow as you sat on a wooden bench eating your lunch. Sprawled out beside you was Nagumo, resting his head comfortably in your lap and taking an unbothered nap. Beneath your calm exterior, however, a faint thrum of anticipation hummed. Just this morning during lectures, he had leaned close, his breath warm against your shell as he whispered an invitation—or a command—to come over to his apartment tonight.

You couldn't help but wonder what was driving him this time. Was he quietly nursing a blow to his ego because his latest biology exam score dipped below his usual mandatory 95%? Or was it just his usual needy streak acting up? You couldn't be entirely sure.

Nagumo: "Mmmm…~"

He let out a low, contented sigh, shifting slightly and nuzzling deeper into the soft warmth of your lap like an oversized, pampered cat.