Paralyzed (Hajime Hinata X Fem! Reader)

Halcyon Days

"Um... Hello?!" A male voice shouted, suddenly waking me by shaking my shoulders. My eyes flew open, only to be greeted by some boy who I had never met straddling me.

"Wha- who are you?! Where am I?!?" I coughed, feeling some water in the back of my throat. The boy quickly blushed and threw himself off of me, rubbing the back of his head and flashing me an honest yet awkward smile.

"I'm Hajime Hinata. But more importantly, who are you?" He asked, his brow furrowed. I suddenly realized I was laying on a sofa identical to the one in our cottage, but it was in a different yet similarly furnished room. I was wearing the clothing I had on before, but I had a short sleeve button down on instead of my t-shirt from earlier.

"I-I'm (y/n), (y/n) (l/n)," I explained, sitting up on the sofa. The boy was sitting on a chair nearby, his olive green eyes gleaming as I said my name.

"That's a nice name, (y/n). But enough of that. What on earth were you doing on the beach last night?" He asked, leaning forward as he clasped his hands and rested them on his knees.

"I haven't been able to get a full night of sleep since my friends dragged me here a few days ago, so I decided to walk out to the beach," I murmured, burying my face into my knees. Hajime's eyes widened, his face pale.

"I've been having the exact same problem ever since I've gotten here," he whispered, his mouth hung ajar.

"No way," I commented in disbelief, watching him quickly nod his head.

"But wait, that's not the point!" You nearly died last night. If I hadn't been there nor known CPR, we would not be having this conversation," he scoffed, a sudden change in the tone of his voice. A soft pink flushed over my face at the thought of my lips touching his, but I quickly pushed the thought into the back of my mind.

"Thank you, really," I stammered, causing the boy to blush and to smile softly. "I want to repay you somehow, but unfortunately I have, like, 2 pennies."

"Don't you worry about it, (y/n)-san!" He chortled, standing up with a wide grin on his face. "Anyways, it's still only five in the morning. Do you want some orange juice?"

"I'd really like that, thank you," I replied, examining the dimly lit room. "Say, Hinata-kun, are you staying with anyone else?"

"Yes, a few of my friends dragged me to stay here with them. Be warned if you see any of them, they're... an interesting bunch," he giggled, putting a small glass cup on the coffee table next to me.

"The same situation with me," I replied, taking a sip of the juice. He smiled sweetly, studying my every movement. "But as ridiculous as it may sound, I just can't find a way to make this trip seem fun."

"I feel the same," he sighed. I suddenly noticed his bare chest, his spiky brown hair, and I realized that he was hot. He belonged on the cover of a magazine, not talking to a girl who nearly killed herself accidentally last night. The thought of his lips touching mine returned to me, causing my face to grow hot. Really, stop thinking about that, I thought. There is literally NO way this guy is into you. He's just a nice guy, and that is completely it.

"So, it's pretty obvious neither have us have found a way to fix our sleeping problems," Hajime stuttered, in a desperate attempt to hold a conversation.

"Yeah, nothing really seems to help. Nanami-chan, my friend, gave me sleeping pills, but even those didn't help."

"That's absolutely ridiculous. I've been able to fall asleep soundly while at home, but I just can't manage to do that here," he explained in response.

"Anyways, (y/n)-chan. As weird as it may sound, and as silly as it might be, would you maybe wanna hang out together this evening? Like, as a date?!" WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH WOAH, I thought. My heart skipped a beat as my (e/c) eyes widened. After a second of hesitation, I blurted out my answer.

"Woah, we literally just met! Don't you think I'm crazy too?!" I stammered, causing him to grin and chuckle.

"That doesn't really matter to me. You're cute and you seem really cool, albeit you did nearly accidentally kill yourself. So, how about it?"

"Why not?"