Ko is bae [Komaeda X Reader Story Collection]

Threefold |Part 2|

A/N: Hi! I've been delighted to see that you guys are fond of this story as I myself liked the idea a lot, too. The song quoted in this part is "Uh-huh" by Julia Michaels so if you wanna you can listen to it while reading! It really gives you the feeling ;) also I'm sorry if the story telling is a little bumpy it's bc half of it has been sitting around for a loong while before I decided to finish this part a few days ago.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

A mere week had passed since the incident but to you it felt like it had been months since you last felt the peace and quiet of being alone in your own mind. Neither of you knew where this power came from and why you specifically had gotten it, all you knew was that it was annoying as fuck. No matter where or when, one of the other two always thought about something. And nothing was private, really, nothing. The fact that you frequently thought about the events of that fateful night didn't help and in less than a day you knew more about the sexual preferences of your best friends than you ever wanted to know. One would think that you at least had some private space in your sleep, but no, not even there you were alone anymore since, interestingly enough, you also had a shared dreamspace now.
Of course, it wasn't completely without advantages. You were able to communicate faster than ever, which was especially helpful in class. Also, you usually got to hear a second opinion on everything (although that wasn't always good) and you could tell immediately when and why one of the others was in a bad mood. All in all, it did really depend on the situation.
But one thing was bugging you about this newfound shared conscious. You couldn't help but feel awkward around the others, but that wasn't necessarily due to your... actions while you had been drunk off your ass, but more because of this strange bond you felt. While it wasn't weird to you at all that you had certain feelings Nagito, you had never felt anything for Hinata that exceeded the boundary of friendship... until now. You were sure that the others could feel this kind of emotional and, to an extend, also sexual tension between you. It soon became undeniable, even though it didn't errupt - until a whole week later.

It was a nice warm day of late May, a Sunday to be exact. You had all met up at Hinata's place to study together for your next history exam and even though the memories that floated through your mind upon seeing the place where it happened made both Hajime's and Nagito's faces look like poppy blossoms you thought it was a nice, relaxed atmosphere. Since the next day was a national holiday, you had decided that you would stay over and have a gaming night. Currently you were standing in the kitchen and slowly, but steadily stirred a big pot full of spaghetti. Cooking was not exactly your favourite thing to do but at least you didn't burn everything you touched like Nagito. You sighed.
So booring... why do I have to cook?
"Sounds like you're having fun."
His adorable chuckle echoed in your head, but you tried your best not to think that out (again).
Shut up Nagito. Have you guys decided on a game yet?
"Not yet. Nagito wants to play Mario Kart like always -"
"For good reasons! This is the only game I don't suck at."
"But we play it every time!!"
You stopped paying attention to their bickering and instead focused on the noodles. Unconsciously, a song you had recently heard entered your mind.

It's electric how my lipstick
Makes its own way right into your kiss, and
It's pathetic how we both get
Kinda fucked up, hanging on each other
We're ahead now, should we slow down?
Should we-

"Oh my, you're so dirty [Y/N] ~" Your internal singing (and outward dancing) got cut off by Nagito's soft, husky voice right next to your ear along with a pair of arms sneaking around your waist, filling your stomach with butterflies at his sudden touch. Of course, this was not unusual, but this time - something was different. As soon as you felt and thought the change, your heart re-enacted your enamoured shiver a second time, only stronger, and then a third time, now with enough strength to make your knees feel like jelly. The sensation lingered for a few seconds and if you would have had to describe it, you'd have entitled it as the "echo of a feeling...only stronger every time". Throughout your later life though, you settled with a more accurate term and referred to it as what it truly was to you: A threefold emotion, shared pleasure that reverbrated and multiplied in every cell of your beings. The ultimate connection.
Behind you you could feel Nagito gasp and shiver, pressing up against your back as he gripped your shirt tighter.
"...you felt it too, didn't you?"
"Yeah...What... what did you do? It was... almost like.."
The voices of your friends snapped you out of your shocked trance and you let you a small squeal of panic as you turned down the stoves heat in order to avoid the spaghetti from boiling over. Nagito let go of your waist as if he burned himself. You could almost grip the thick atmosphere in the room. The tension was undoubtedly rising, even more so since the confused stuttering in your head had been dispersed and Hajime was now casually going on about what game to play.
You couldn't help but feel a hole in your chest as you finished cooking absent mindedly. All you could think about was his touch and these waves of pleasure rushing through your veins - electric, borderline ecstatic. Though like always you could tell these weren't your thoughts alone.