This chapter will be a short one, relating to my other book "Danganronpa: Reincarnation". It's about how Hajime proposed to Nagito
The room was empty. It had been decorated wonderfully with candles and ribbons. There were a few windows that let in a little bit of moonlight, but there wasn't anything to see except water, water, and more water. There was a circular table, draped with a satin tablecloth, in the middle of the room, where plates and cutlery had been placed neatly.
Hajime Hinata looked at himself and straightened his basil-coloured bow tie. He was wearing a green dress shirt with a beige vest, jacket, pants and shoes. His hair had been cut and returned to its original style. Hajime had picked his own outfit this time, not Izuru. He had been confident the night before, but now he was having second thoughts.
What if everything was too formal? What if he didn't like it? What if he was wearing too much of the same colour?
Hajime took a deep breath and exhaled. He fiddled with his jacket.
He and his friends had spent weeks making sure everything was perfect. This date was going to go well. And by the end of the night, Hajime will have himself a fiance.
The door then swung open. At the sound of heels clicking, Hajime immediately turned around. His eyes widened and a blush spread across his face.
"Woah..."
There he stood, Hajime's boyfriend and one true love, Nagito Komaeda. He was all decked out in a sleek black shirt, in which he left the top buttons undone, a shiny leather vest with white buttons and black dress pants, paired with a custom-tailored white jacket and new white loafers. There was also a striped monochrome bow tie clipped onto the collar of his shirt. The hints of pink smudging the tips of his fluffy white hair seemed to shine in the candlelight. The moonlight shone on him, framing his pale face perfectly in a warm and ethereal glow. He was gorgeous.
"Hajime..." he smiled. He rushed into his arms and pulled him in for a sweet kiss. Hajime smiled as he pressed his lips against Nagito's.
"Ready for our dinner date?" he whispered. Nagito smiled, almost bashfully, and nodded.
Their friends waltzed into the room, all dressed in suits, like butlers. Their faces were all so neutral and they acted so proper that the couple couldn't help but giggle. They had the best friends in the world, to be putting so much effort for them.
The food was delicious, made by their friend Teruteru Hanamura, the Ultimate Chef. The meat was perfectly juicy and tender and the vegetables were perfectly cooked, not too soggy. Hajime couldn't help but notice that Nagito was enjoying the food a lot. He smiled. When Nagito noticed Hajime staring at him as he ate, his cheeks flushed from embarrassment and he quickly drank some water. Hajime chuckled.
Everything was going amazing so far. The food was magnificent and the music was soft and melodic. As the two ate, they would talk about nothing special in particular, just the way they liked it. When it was the two of them, they could spend hours talking about absolutely nothing.
However, Hajime noticed that Nagito seemed to be nervous about something. And Nagito noticed the same.
Soon, the dessert was served (Ibuki almost dropped the plate, but luckily, Sonia was behind her). For dessert, Teruteru had prepared a beautiful chocolate shortcake with edible vanilla decorations, strawberries and hazelnuts.
As Hajime watched the cake being served to them by their "waiters", he felt his hands get clammy and he could feel himself sweating. It was in there; Hajime had snuck the ring in there and he couldn't help but wonder what Nagito's reaction would be to his proposal.
Hajime really wanted to marry Nagito and he wanted this proposal to be perfect. He crossed his fingers, a superstitious habit, and muttered prayers under his breath.
Nagito was just about to dig into the cake when he noticed Hajime's state of anxiety.
"Hajime?" he asked, putting down his fork. "What's wrong?"
"Huh?!" Hajime snapped out of his thinking trance. "Oh, nothing! Let's just eat the cake!"
Hajime grabbed his fork and quickly shoved a piece of cake into his mouth. It was delicious. The chocolate wasn't too sweet that it made him sick and the cream was perfectly frothy. Hajime took a breath and did his best to act natural, refraining from glancing at Nagito's slice of cake too often so that it wouldn't seem suspicious.
Act normal. Act normal. ACT NORMAL.
He's-
SHUT UP IZURU! I'M HAVING A BREAKDOWN HERE!
Hajime's nervousness only grew as the seconds passed by, but he continued to eat his cake.
How much longer until Nagito noticed the ring? What would his response be? Would he say yes? Should Hajime have waited a little longer before proposing? All these questions kept swirling around in Hajime's mind, giving him a migraine. On the outside, Hajime was calmly eating his cake, but on the inside, he was a nervous wreck.
Then Nagito coughed. Hajime blinked in confusion and raised his head. Nagito's eyes were wide. He covered his mouth again and coughed. He started coughing more and Hajime quickly stopped eating and got up.
"Nagito?"
Nagito was hacking and choking now. His pale hands went up to his throat and he fell out of his chair. Hajime immediately understood what was happening.
THE RING!
Hajime rushed to Nagito's side and did his best to stop the choking, but Nagito just wouldn't stop coughing. His face and lips were turning an unhealthy shade of blue and Hajime felt like crying. There was no way that he was going to let his beloved boyfriend die from his stupid ring.
Izuru! Help!
Izuru snapped out and effectively stopped Nagito from choking. Nagito coughed one final time and something small, gold and shiny flew out, skidding onto the floor. Hajime hugged Nagito tightly, cupped his cheek and made them face each other.
"Nagito!" he breathed out. "Are you ok?!"
Nagito wasn't listening. His eyes went to the gold ring sitting next to him on the floor, shining under the candlelight. He stared into Hajime's worried, olive eyes for a while before covering his mouth and bursting into tears.
"Nagito..." Hajime whispered, holding him close. "I am... so sorry... Please forgive me..."
"No..." Nagito sobbed. "Don't blame yourself... T-This... was a-all my fault... You prepared all this for me... and my stupid luck... I ruined everything..."
"You didn't ruin anything, Nagito," Hajime said, kissing him gently on the lips. "I shouldn't have tried to be sly."
"I... I don't deserve you Hajime." Nagito sniffled. He used his shirt to harshly rub away his tears, but Hajime stopped him. He smiled at him.
"Nonsense," he said. He helped Nagito up to his feet and took the ring in his hands while doing so. "You deserve the world Nagito, and I want to give it to you."
Hajime cleaned the ring with some water and his napkin. He was nervous, but took a deep breath and knelt down in front of Nagito, who had his jaw slightly agape.
"Nagito Komaeda," Hajime said clearly. "Will you make me the happiest man in the world?... Will you marry me?"
Nagito started crying again and tackled Hajime onto the ground, beaming like there was no tomorrow. Hajime had never seen him so happy before.
"Yes, yes! Yes! I'll marry you!" Nagito exclaimed. Hajime smiled and the two kissed passionately. Hajime slipped the ring onto Nagito's finger and watched lovingly as Nagito admired the ring. Then, the peeping toms rushed out from the kitchen door, cheering for the newly engaged couple.
"About fucking time!"
"WOOHOO! I'M SO HAPPY FOR THE TWO OF YOU!"
"Just don't go crazy during your wedding ok?"
"Hey, Nagito, can I eat the rest of your cake?"
The two smiled at each other, pressing their foreheads together. But just as they were about to kiss again, Nagito opened his mouth.
"I'm pregnant."
"What...?"