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it was right after a class trial, everyone's stressing out, especially kazuhito, which nagito has noticed. nagito decides to walk over to kazuhito "hey hito, are you alright?" he crouches down to sit with kazuhito, "yea- no I'm totally fine dont worry" kazuhito replies trying to keep his happy facade, which he's kept for years. nagito immediately saw through it "y'know, I don't really believe you're okay. something is just not right, cmon hito, tell me what's wrong" kazuhito softly smiles at the nickname "I mean, I'm just stressed about everything y'know?, the killing game, barley having friends here, not to mention not knowing who to trust"
nagito frowns at kazuhitos confession, he tilts his head "well, you can trust me!" he says now smiling at pointing at himself, kazuhito smiles "thanks komeda, I needed that" he hugs nagito. they both melt into the hug, the soft moment getting rudely interrupted by ibuki "YES! I'VE ALWAYS SHIPPED THIS!!!" she cheers. both of the boys' faces goes red "s-shut up!!!!" kazuhitos protests, nagito just laughs "were just friends" nagito lies, mikan appears behind ibuki "..what's going on..?" she asks curiously, "y'know how i've always shipped kazuhito with nagito?, well.. I just saw them hugging!!!!" ibuki cheers, holding mikans hands and jumping "oh, so that's why I could hear you cheering from down the hall" mikan says, smiling at ibuki. "SHOO!!!" kazuhito yells, still embarrassed, the two girls retreat back to wherever they go.
"I should get going" kazuhito says still flustered from ibuki's previous comment, he stands up and brushes his shirt off, komeda gives him a smile and a wave goodbye. nagito feels a lingering warmness, he realizes.. he might have a.. crush?, yea, that seems right. he watches kazuhito step into the elevator and go up. meanwhile, kazuhito is in his room, writing in his journal, ink smudging on his hand "damn it!" he hears a paper crinkling, his eyes meet the floor, seeing a note being slid under the door. he stands up and walks over to the note. it reads 'doors locked, let me in :( - komeda <3' kazuhito smiles, and unlocks the door.
"hey komeda, what's up?" kazuhito asks, nagito looks around the room seeing multiple collections, in awe, after all kazuhito is the ultimate collector. "nothin' just wanted to see ya" nagito smiles, to nagito's surprise, kazuhito kisses him, wrapping his arm around nagitos waist. komeda pulls away, his face flushes "this day must be one of my extremely lucky ones" he looks at the floor "but, I don't think I deserve such a breathtaking beautiful person!, I mean- compared to someone as splendid as you, I'm just a talentless, useless pest..", kazuhito lifts nagito's head up "hey don't say that..!, you're amazing!" kazuhito smiles
(A/N: hey! sorry if I wrote nagito incorrectly it is my first fic so I may not be the best!! ALSO kazuhito is a self-insert of mine and goes by he/him!!)