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Hajime’s P.O.V
I can't believe Mahiru just decided to dump giving Nagito breakfast on me.
Thats all I was thinking about while I made my way to the door that leads to the dinning hall. Man, i really don't want to see him just as much as everyone else after the last class trial. I don't even understand, back when we met on the beach he was acting just fine, so why did he suddenly start acting so.... I don't even know how to describe it, crazy?
I can't believe he was so willing to start this killing game even if it meant him dying or killing somebody else! Does he not care about his life? How could he easily almost throw it all away like that! But then again, as much as I hate the guy for what he tried to do, I just can't bring myself to hate him. There must be something about him that all of us aren't getting.
For the past 5 minutes I've been standing in front of the door like a creep. Imagine how weird I looked right now, am I really hesitating to give somebody their breakfast?
I know I didn’t want to but in the end I knew I had to open the door. Nagito must be hungry and I'm starting to feel a bit awkward just standing out here.
I opened the door to see Nagito..
all tied up on the ground!?
And if that's not bad enough, he's stuck in the same room, in which one of our classmates died in by the way, for god knows how long! I can't help but pity the poor guy now.
"Oh Hajime.. ! What's a symbol of hope like yourself doing in a trashy place like this?"
Man this guy is hopeless…
"I'm just here to give you your breakfast Nagito." I said while placing the food near him. Nagito looked shocked for a second before he smiled, "Wow! Thank you for remembering a worthless piece of trash like me Hajime.. though it seems we may have a problem.." he said a bit shyly.
Huh? What's wrong? "Don’t tell me you're lactose intolerant?" I groaned at the thought of going all the way back to the hotel restaurant just to get him a different type of food. He shook his head which made me confused, though he seemed to get the look of confusion so he continued.
"No no it's not that, it's just I won't be able to eat the hope-filled meal you brought me, you know, since my hands are all tied up" he mumbled loud enough for me to hear.
Wait I'm so stupid how did I forget about that? ...does that mean I'll have to feed him!?
"So I’ll have to feed you?!" I think I said that a bit too loudly because Komeada looked away sadly, I felt a bit sad now..
"It's okay, I don't think someone as talented as you should be caught feeding a piece of trash like me anywa—" "Just shut up ...I'll feed you okay? So stop talking about yourself like that!" I said while blushing a bit. Why am I blushing?! This is Nagito we're talking about!
I looked back at him and he seemed really surprised, in fact I think he's also blushing ...?
Maybe I'm imagining things.
Anyways it looks like Nagito is suddenly acting quiet and obedient now, this should make him easier to work with I guess.
I helped him sit up against the wall then sat down opposite from him and took the plate of toast. This was such a poor meal, at least Mahiru toasted the bread for him.
I took the toast and cut a piece from it then I moved my hand to feed him. As he ate the piece I made the mistake of looking him in the eyes while he chewed, that caused him to look away in embarrassment.
This moment felt so weirdly intimate..? I can't believe this is the same maniac guy from last nights class trial.
I picked up the glass of milk and helped him drink it before I decided to spark up a conversation to fill up the awkward silence.
"So uhm... will you be okay in here? It's a bit dirty and you don't even have a change of clothing." Nagito swallowed and smiled at me weirdly, "well... I'll manage. It's not like this is all stuff I'm not used to." His response made me feel a bit uneasy. What does he mean by used to stuff like this??
I continued feeding him and while he ate and we talked a little about our interests and hobbies. I learnt that Nagito really likes bagels, and hope of course. After the food was done he surprised me by giving me the cutest smile I've ever seen.
“Thank you for feeding me Hajime. I know sharing such an intimate moment with trash like me must have been hard." he thanked me while blushing.
He looks so cute.. wait what? Hajime this guy almost committed murder!?
This island is driving me crazy.
"...it's alright Nagito, and again stop with the weird talk you're not trash." I reassured him. At that moment, I just had a random thought; should I take him to the bathroom? I mean, I wouldn't want him to pee himself... ? Okay i made up my mind, I'm taking him to the bathroom.
"Alright, it's time for you to use the bathroom." He looked confused as to how he would go but then let out a startled noise when I picked him up bridal style and began walking over to the toilet.
I can't blame him, I felt embarrassed too, but I was too occupied thinking about how light he was. Does he eat enough?
I open the door to the toilet and quickly helped him remove his pants and underwear (while closing my eyes to save myself the awkwardness) then i hurriedly pushed him on the toilet seat and ran outside.
"Just— tell me when you're done!" Why did I agree to do this? I heard him respond then I waited until he said he was done before I helped him out with putting his undearwear and pants back on.
"Thank you Hajime..you're really too kind." He thanked me for doing the bare minimum. I just scoffed and told him it wasn't a big deal before picking him up again and putting him back in the dinning hall again.
"I'll come check up on you later okay? Just.. don't cause any trouble." I told him sternly, not like he would even be able to do anything really. He nodded and turned on his side, I guess he's tired.
I walked out the building and speed walked to my cottage. I had a lot to think about..
Why did nagito make me feel so weird today?!