REQUESTED BY: Haha_ApPlEs
A/N: And here's the part 3 to their original Gundham/R oneshot! Enjoy!
--
A soft hiss escaped the pod as it opened, and your eyelids fluttered as your consciousness came back to you.
Where... am I? You thought groggily, looking around. What is this?
"Welcome back," a familiar voice beckoned to you. You (and the others who had begun to awaken too) looked up to see a friendly-looking young man in a suit with short brown hair.
Makoto Naegi, your underclassman, your brain whispered to you. Your memories were slow to return, but minute by minute you were recalling the previous events as if recalling a dream.
"Some of your other classmates are waiting to see you," he continued. "You slept for quite a while. We were worried you wouldn't wake up."
Your breath hitched when you looked around the circle. Nagito, Peko, Ibuki... you remembered the names that went with the faces, but what about...
Gundham. He was sitting up and disoriented, looking around the circle with a frown.
Your eyes locked, and his own widened. So he did remember you. You remembered bits and pieces of what happened on the island, but his face popped out easiest of all.
I remember, you thought, I remember.
You reached for him, and although he hesitated, a guilty look flashing across his face for a moment, he reached back.
A few hours later, you were in fresh clothes and standing together with your other classmates. Some of your memories were still kind of scrambled; mostly they were a blur around your death, but Makoto had reassured you that that was normal. They would return in due time, to avoid too much of a shock to your mind.
You held Gundham's hand tightly, looking down at your boyfriend with a solemn frown. "You were right," you said suddenly.
He flinched, caught off-guard, before turning to you with a look of confusion. "What do you mean?"
"You were right," you repeated sadly, squeezing his hand. "I was targeted not long after you were executed. I... I died." The words choked up your throat, and every time you closed your eyes you remembered what had happened. "Someone pushed me down the stairs."
Gundham looked stricken for a moment before he stepped closer to you, squeezing your hand back. "That was a simulation, (y/n) -- you didn't really die. It's alright."
"That's easy for you to say," your laugh was wet. "You got executed."
He went quiet, looking away.
Neither of you said anything for a long moment before you broke the silence. "Would we... have died in the Funhouse had you not killed Nekomaru?"
Gundham flinched again, his countenance growing troubled at the memory. "I... don't know. While I do know that Komaeda might have done something... given someone pushed him enough, I do not want to push him to talk about it. Nobody really wants to... for good reason."
You nodded, closing your eyes. You were still exhausted, the emotional whiplash doing a number on your mind. Seeing your friends alive again had been nice, but... "So Chiaki was a real person, huh..."
Gundham nodded. "She died long before we ever went into the program. She was... a very good friend of mine."
You exhaled slowly. "Dammit... I was really hoping to see her and Hajime finally stop beating around the bush."
At this, he chuckled. "They were quite close in high school, as I recall. Ah - you were in the other class, so perhaps you didn't see much of it, but he really made her happy."
Despite your solemn mood, you smiled. "That's really cute." You paused, biting your lip before looking over at him. "Do I... make you that happy?"
Gundham stared at you for a moment, puzzled, before his eyes widened. "Of course you do, (y/n). I would not have wasted time on you if you didn't. I meant everything I said."
You nodded, bringing him in for a hug. You squeezed his body to yours, ignoring the burning in your eyes. "I meant what I said too, y'know. I love you too much to see you hurt."
He made a noise of surprise at the hug, but he was hiding his face in your chest soon enough.
After a moment, you said, "Don't ever do something so stupid again, okay? Or I'll be the one to kick your ass this time."
Gundham chuckled, patting your back. "You don't need to worry about that, (y/n). From now on, we'll be able to watch each other's backs. You have my word."
--
A/N: Please tell me what you thought, feel free to request more, and I'll see you guys later!
(Oh, and just as a heads-up!: I won't be taking requests for lemons until January. I'm truly sorry about this!)