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Monomi had recently cleared the third monobeast, but with the new island came a new problem. The despair disease. Nagito, Akane, and Ibuki had gotten it.
Akane's disease made her quite the opposite of herself. Instead of her brave and confident demeanor, she was cowardly and easily frightened.
Nagito's made him even stranger than he already was. Everything he said came out as the opposite. So he would say yes instead of no, good instead of bad, you get the gist.
Ibuki’s made her oddly gullible, believing anything someone said without taking a second to think about it. She took everything literal.
Hajime and Fuyuhiko agreed to stay in the hospital, along with Mikan who stayed overnight to tend and treat the patients.
It was starting to bore Hajime. The constant hum in the air. The dust particles shifted in the air before Hajime. Fuyuhiko dozed off in the near distance, so it was just Hajime and his thoughts.
It wouldn't be a bad idea to check up on them would it? It would for sure give him company. Wait- but. Isn't it contagious?! Oh well. I don’t really care that much to be honest.
Hajime forced himself up and lugged to the door. When he opened the door a clean smell of alcohol and sanitizer struck him.
He carefully stepped down the hallway. The soft pattering of his shoes echoed on the shiny white tile. The fluorescent light flickered.
He didn't know why, but strangely wanted to see Nagito. Sure, he was weird. But something about their interactions made him captivated, Hajime wanted more.
He opened the door and there was Nagito, resting atop the bed. His loose white hair stuck out. Nagito must've been so out of it because when Hajime opened the door it made a noticeable creak, or Nagito just didn't care.
“Nagito.”
“a-ah! Goodbye Hajime. I'm mildly sad to see you. Please just get out.”
Damn. That was rude. Jeez. Wait he had the despair disease I'm so stupid bruh.
“I'm happy to see you as well, Nagito.” Hajime chuckled.
Hajime sat on the edge of the bed, but immediately as he sat down he felt a tight grip on his arm. Nagito clung to him like a lifeline, beads of sweat dripped from his face as he nuzzled his face into the side of Hajime's neck.
He didn't know why, But he felt his heart rate getting quicker. Was it hot in here? Hajime felt like his cheeks were warmer. As if the room got warmer as a whole. His core felt warm. What the hell?
“I hate you Hajime. I'm truly disappointed you came here.”
I hate you.
“I hate you” replayed in Hajime's mind.
Nagito has the lying disease. Which meant he was saying “I love you”
Nagito loved him?! Uhm. Wow- I mean ew?! Well, maybe it came out wrong, maybe Nagito said “I miss you”? Or he meant it platonically.
But no matter how Hajime tried to play it off a slight disappointment was felt within him. He almost wanted Nagito to say “I love you”.
“I.. love you too?”
Nagito looked up, shocked. Well, he always had this scared puppy look but that's just because he was sick. It was kinda cute. Nagito's expression softened.
“I hate you too.” Nagito choked out, a slight smile forming on his face.
Did.. he just confess his love?
And why did Hajime feel this way? He felt like his heart was going to explode. He felt like his stomach was twisting in knots. Nagito's face was so close. Hajime could feel his hair tickling his face. Nagito was curled up on Hajime's side, his arm wrapped around Hajime, his neck huddled near Hajime's chest.
He was so cold. Hajime just wanted to reach down and grab his face. He wanted.. No.
He almost wanted to.. kiss him.
Hajime sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating what he should do as Nagito was clinging to Hajime in a dazed state. Nagito pulls the blanket near him. Was he cold? He didn't know why but Hajime wrapped his free arm around Nagito, feeling his embrace in his arms. The knot in Hajime's stomach remained. Why was he so nervous?! It's not like Hajime liked Nagito or.. well. I did want to kiss him.
Shit. I'm gay.
“Uh- Hey- Nagito..?”
“Hm..?”
“I.. I know this- this is a weird question but…”
Nagito stared up at Hajime. He almost looked like a puppy with the way he was staring. He was so cute. DAMN IT IM SO FUCKING GAY.
“But..”
Nagito patiently awaited an answer. Ohhhh my god. He had to be teasing me. He knows what he's doing.
“Can I.. canikissyou?!?”
“I.. I heard you clearly. Please don't repeat yourself.” Nagito said with the most slight amusement.
“Can I… Kiss.. you..?”
“No. Of course not. I've never even thought of that. I would hate that.”
Damn I got rejected. Wait, I'm such a stupid chud.
Hajime leaned in. He.. He's never kissed anyone before. It felt a bit embarrassing to admit that in his mind.
The both of them really had no idea what they were doing. Hajime placed a hand on Nagito's shoulder and their lips grazed, the knot in his stomach disappeared.
Hajime pulled back immediately, Nagito looked down. The two both had noticeable blush on their faces. God.. we looked so stupid right now. And for a second, the two boys looked like normal teenagers. Maybe they could have met in different circumstances. Who knows, maybe they could have met at school, got to know each other, became friends, had their first kiss in the woods or a photobooth or something. Somewhere nice. But no. They were in a raggedy hospital, and they were trapped in this killing game. But Hajime had Nagito, and Nagito had Hajime and-
“U-uhm.. Hajime.. could you please get out.. I need to examine Nagito..”
A timid voice came from behind the two boys, mind you, Hajime was still sitting on the edge of the bed, and Nagito was still clinging to Hajime. The two were still blushing like crazy.
Mikan didn't seem to care though. Hajime got up to leave when-
“Wait.. Hajime. I hate you. Please just leave. I don't want to see your face anymore.” He pleaded.
“I have to. Mikan’s orders.”
Nagito almost seemed uncomfortable near Mikan, but nonetheless Hajime needed to go so Mikan could perform her checkup.
While Hajime passed Mikan she glanced at him with arousal, Mikan had been acting quite strange lately. Hajime often woke up with Mikan on top of him.
Hajime stepped out of the room, closing the door behind him.
“Hello Hajime..! I hate you.”
The door shut.
“I love you too, Nagito.”
Hajime would definitely be visiting Nagito again. For now, let's check up on the others.