Komahina
Angst to Fluff
CH5 SPOILER WARNING!!!
TW: Unsuccessful Suicide, Self-Deprecation, Self-Harm, Suicidal Thoughts/Talk.
Nagito PoV
The night was still and silent. A bit too quiet for my liking.
Everyone hates me now.
I've blown up most of the island and ruined everyones chance at survival.
I guess I should just ruin my own now...
I stood up from my cottage and got everything prepared.
The knifes. The ropes. The lighter.
Everything was ready to go.
And so was I.
I made my way to the break room as everyone was sleeping.
Here goes nothing I guess.
I've waited for this moment for so long, theres nothing anyone can do to stop me.
I've waited for this moment ever since I was born.
I arrived at the room and sat down.
Well...
Here goes nothing.
Hajime PoV
I was restless. Something is off. I can just feel it.
We havent seen Nagito for days.
I dont think he's ate, or slept, or bathed.
I hope we can find him soon.
I got out of bed, unable to sleep.
I grabbed my cottage key, unlocking my door and leaving. Locking the door after me.
I strolled along the path slowly.
Nagito's cottage door was ajar.
Huh?
I knocked lightly.
Nothing.
My stomach dropped.
I knew he was suicidal. We all did.
But he wouldn't just do it out of the blue in the middle of his cottage... right?
"Nagito, I'm coming in." I said, incase he was in there.
I opened the door.
No one.
I sighed. Goddamnit I thought he would've been there. Sleeping, atleast.
But no..
I stepped inside, looking around.
"Nagito...?" I called out again.
Yet again, nothing.
I knocked on the bathroom door. Also nothing.
I grabbed the door handle, twisting it and opening the door.
No one was there.
He's definitely up to something.
But what...
I left the cottage, closing the door.
I went to the gate, leaving the cottages completely and walking along the path.
I felt uneasy, like something bad was going to happen.
But why...
I couldn't pinpoint anything.
I didn't know where I was going... or why... or when I was going back.
Whatever it was, it wasn't good.
I snapped back to reality.
The fifth island?
Why am I here?
What what I even doing...
I looked over at the camera that fixated on my face.
I gulped and stepped through the bulky gates.
This place called my name, like someone was here and-
"Grrk..."
W-what the fuck?! What was that noise?
"Aghh..."
The groans and uncomfortable noises continued.
I knew it, something bad was definitely happening.
Riiippp!
Is.. is that tape?
"Mmpph!"
The noises started to sound painful.
Is someone getting hurt?!
Nagito PoV
I sliced the knife along my thighs, my noises being muffled by the tape across my mouth.
"Mph!"
God, this hurts.
Blood spilled, staining my pants.
I stabbed my arm. "Mmph!"
This is what I deserve. I've ruined everyones life including my own. There's no other way. I have to die. Everyone will be at peace then. Everyone will cheer. 'Nagitos dead! Finally!' Everyone will be happy.
I stabbed my hand, pinning it to the floor.
My back arched through all the pain.
It's nearly over. They should be waking up soon.
Tears fell out of my eyes.
Huh?
I shouldn't be upset.
'I don't want to die... please... not now...' A tiny voice spoke at the back of my head. 'I'll never be able to see Hinata-Kun's face ever again. What am I doing...'
That's wrong! Hinata-Kun hates me! I have to die! Theres no way I'm going back now-
Knock Knock.
My heart dropped further than I've ever felt it before.
Oh shit.
I've been caught.
"Nagito, are you in here?"
Hinata-Kun?! Out of everyone, he had to catch me?!
Hes going to think I'm disgusting! He'll hate me foreve-
"I'm coming in."
I quickly grabbed the knife from my hand. "MMPH-"
The door swung open.
"NAGITO! OH MY GOD!" He practically screamed, running to my side.
He untied my legs and arm.
My head was shaking in denial.
"Mmph! Mmh!" I tried to talk. This goddamn tape.
He gently took the tape off my mouth, trying not to hurt me.
The tears burst out of my eyes.
"P-please! Leave me al-alone! I just w-want to die in peace! You'll all b-be so happy! P-promise-"
He kissed me.
I immediately melted into the kiss, my hands wrapped around his neck.
I winced in pain and he shivered at the blood.
We pulled away after a while, staring into eachothers eyes.
"Yeah, don't get me wrong. The others will be glad you're gone. But me? I'm going to be devastated. So stop your babbling, you're coming with me whether you like it or not." He said, picking me up bridal style.
What have I done...
I've sunk Hinata-Kun into despair, haven't I?
He walked all the way over to the Pharmacy.
"O-okay! You can leave me be now!" I smiled.
I might aswell overdose if he leaves me-
"No. I don't trust you by yourself. I'm staying with you for the week." He said, still carrying me.
"But I'll just be an inconvenience to you! I'll just waste your time! Please, Hinata-Kun, I don't want to be a burden to you." I frowned.
"But you're not a burden to me, and you never will. You won't waste my time and you won't be an inconvenience." He said, going into one of the rooms and setting me down on the bed.
"Goddamnit Komaeda, if you're not here when I get back, I'll go on a rampage finding you. And that's just an understatement." He sighed, going to the door.
"W-what?! Wh-where are you going?" I asked.
"Just to get some stuff. I'll be back soon. I promise on my life." He gave a sweet smile and left.
Hinata PoV
I was scared of leaving him by himself.
Knowing him, he could do anything.
Strangle himself in the pillows. Wrap his sleeves so tight around his neck he suffocates.
I shivered at the fact I even thought that.
No, Hajime, he won't do that. Have hope. For both you and Komaeda.
I nodded to myself, getting some supplies.
Bandages, anti-septic wipes and other things.
I walked back through the damp and unsettling hallway, watching the Monokuma mannequins move side to side as they normally do.
Last time I was here was when the Despair Disease started.
I constantly punch myself about that. If I wasn't so stupid, I would've realised he was lying. He wanted me to stay the whole time.
I sighed, knocking on the door that was the same room I put Komaeda in.
Nothing.
"I'm coming in." I warned.
Turning the door handle, I gently pushed the door open, hearing quiet sobs and hiccups.
Poor Komaeda...
I walked in, closing the door behind me.
I walked over to him. "Take off your pants."
"W-what?!" He looked at me in shock.
My face went completely red, realising what I said.
"T-to treat your wounds! J-jeez..." I gulped.
"Oh.." He unbuttoned his jeans and gently pulled them down, occasionally groaning in pain.
Blood had dried along the deep wounds.
"This will hurt badly, so hold my hand if you need to." I said, offering my hand.
He took it without hesitation and I grabbed the wipe.
"Ready?" I asked.
He braced himself and nodded.
I, as gently as I could, wiped over the wounds.
His leg tensed and his hand squeezed tight around mine. "Agh!" His face twisted into an uncomfortable expression as I cleaned the blood.
He held his breath as he squeezed tighter, cracking one of my fingers. But that was the least of my concerns.
I'm glad I got lessons from Tsumiki-San when I helped her with Fuyuhiko. When she was alive, that is...
I finished off his leg and did the other.
"Man... you really did a number on yourself, huh..." I sighed.
"Mhm..." He couldn't really speak, he was writhing in pain.
"You're safe with me now, alright Nagito?" I ran my thumb over his hand and he glanced at me.
I continued to clean his thighs.
I finished his other leg and grabbed bandages. I picked up multiple rolls so there was more than enough.
"Please, tell me if I'm tying it too tight." I said, softly.
His expression softened and he nodded.
I placed the bandage at the top of his thigh, working my way around and wrapping it.
I worked my way down until the cuts were completely covered.
I repeated the other side.
"Hand me your jacket." I said.
He nodded taking it off.
"Would you like my shirt off? My sleeves may be slightly long." He asked.
I shook my head, pulling up the shoulder length sleeve.
"I think I'll be fine." I smiled.
He gave a weak smile back.
I cleaned his arm, wrapping that in bandages.
The 7am alarm went off.
"God, it's that early already?" I thought out loud.
"I guess so..." He mumbled.
I held his injured hand gently.
I cleaned it up and wrapped it in bandages.
"I'll check on them by the end of the week. Until then, let's get some rest." I said, swooping Komaeda up.
"Woah- where are you taking me?!" He shouted.
"Just to my cottage, calm down." I said.
"I can still walk, you know." He muttered.
I raised an eyebrow. "You sure?"
He nodded.
I sat him back down on the bed and he put his shoes back on. He tied his jacket around his waist to cover himself, unable to put his bloody pants back on.
We walked back to my cottage, avoiding any confrontation we could.
Luckily, we saw no one.
I unlocked my door, opening it and locking it behind us.
Nagito sat on the floor, lying down and cuddling into his jacket.
"And what the hell are you doing now?" I asked.
"Going to sleep." He mumbled.
"Lie in my bed." He sat up as soon as I offered.
"What?! No! I'd make your bed dirty and disgusting! It'd be all smelly and-"
"It won't, besides I have something to do before I go to bed so you can sleep by yourself if you want." I said.
"I..." He paused. "I dont want to sleep by myself." He paused again. "I want to sleep next to you."
"Nagito, I need to do something." I repeated.
He sighed. "Fine... but, promise you'll join me later?" He asked.
I nodded, "Of course." I helped him up and kissed his forehead.
His cheeks lit up a noticeable pink, but I decided to stay quiet.
He lay in my bed, pulling the thin quilt over himself.
Time Skip :)
Nagito PoV
I woke up a few hours later.
Hinata-Kun wasn't next to me.
I knew he wouldn't have slept. I can't even trust him.
I turned over.
He sat in a chair, infront of me, stitching my cut and clean clothes, glasses at the edge of his nose.
"Oh. Good afternoon, Komaeda." He smiled.
"A-afternoon?! And you haven't slept?!" I sat up immediately.
"No, not yet. I washed your clothes. I hope you don't mind." He said. I looked down at myself.
I was in only my underwear.
"Where's my shirt..?" I asked.
"It had blood stained on it, so I washed it too. It's over there, drying." He pointed at my stitched and clean jacket, my shirt next to it.
He let out a shaky sigh.
"Komaeda. If you ever think about doing that again. Talk to me. Please know you can trust me. I'm here to help you now. I was an asshole. But I promise, I'll be better." He frowned. "And if you do end up dying. I'm coming with you, no questions asked." He finished without hesitation.
"H-Hinata..."
"You can call me Hajime." He said, twisting the pants in his hands and stitching the final cut.
"Hi- uhm- Hajime..." I mumbled. "Why are you being so kind to me all of a sudden?" I asked. "I don't deserve this. I've forced you to stay up all night, and made you stress over me. I've been nothing but a worthless-"
He did it again. He kissed me, silencing my self deprecating thoughts and talk.
He pulled away.
"You didn't force me to do anything. I stayed up on my own will. If anything, you should be mad at me for lying to you. Yeah, I stressed over you, but you nearly just killed yourself infront of my own eyes. And no, you're not fucking worthless! So stop calling yourself that, Komaeda! I'm sick of hearing you call yourself things that arent true! You're beautiful! You're everything I've ever wanted-" He was nearly shouting, he was so mad.
"What?"
"You're- um- I-" He realised what he said. "Fine. I love you. You're everything I've wanted. You're handsome, amazing. Yes, you're bat shit crazy, but we can work on that together. But I know you don't like me back." He gulped, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. "B-Because you said yourself, I'm nothing but a useless Reserve Course student that won't value to anything in life..."
And in that moment, I remembered everything I said. About how he was just a stupid Reserve Course...
Why did I even do that...
So, I decided to pull the old switcheroo, pulling him into a kiss.
I felt him melt into it, and we made out for a few minutes.
"Well, we can be worthless together." I smiled.
He chuckled. "We can work on that, too."
"Not the best time to ask, but, will you be my boyfriend?" Hajime asked.
"I've been waiting so long for you too ask that..." I smiled. "Of course."
He pulled his head away fully, finishing off my pants and putting them on the radiator.
He undid his tie and took off his shirt and climbed into bed next to me.
"Mind if we go back to sleep?" He asked.
I nodded. "Yeah... I'm still tired." I said.
We cuddled into eachother and fell asleep with eachother.
'No matter what, Hajime Hinata, I love you and the hope that sleeps inside of you.'
A/N: I might write a fanfic of when Nagito actually dies when they're dating. What do you think? You can also give your own suggestions! Have a good day/night! ♡