((Komaeda's Pov))
"Hajime, it's your go! Who's your crush?" A shoulder length pink haired male asked.
The boy with spiky brown hair blushed. I gulped in fear of what he would say. "I..uh.."
"Come on, don't be such a wimp and say it!" The short male with a shaved head said.
My heart raced rapidly. What is he going to say.. I regretted coming to the sleepover. My head started to spin, and I felt sick. Hajime continued to blush.
He hasn't said it yet, could it be someone in this room..? I thought. No, no! There's no way he coul-
"Chi-chiaki..."
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Her..?
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B-but why..?
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"Nagito."
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"Nagito-!"
"H-hey, Nagito!"
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"NAGITO!"
"A-ah, sorry.." I say. My fist clenched together. I was...hurt.
"You okay man? You looked like you had just seen a ghost." Kazuichi asked.
I felt sick. Like a fever had taken over me. My body was sweating, my heart raced quickly. I felt scared. I sighed, "May I um..use the bathroom, please?.." Kazuichi nodded and pointed at the bathroom down the hall.
I stood up and left the room immediately. I entered the bathroom and locked the door behind me.
*cough*
I covered my mouth with my jacket sleeve. When I pulled away I saw...blood, and petals? What the hell.. My throat started to feel clogged. A tickle crawled it's way up my throat and I coughed loudly.
Blood splattered on the counter and floor in front of me. I felt a warm droplet roll down my cheek. Was I crying?
I looked down at the blood. Stained petals lay on the ground.
"Nagito, are you alright in there? We heard you cough out here, are you throwing up?" It was Hajime. Why did he care if I was okay? He has Chiaki. That good for nothing gamer girl. I can't blame him though.. She was a pretty and kind girl. Unlike me..
I was scrawny and thin. Due to my dementia, I tended to obsess over one thing for a long period of time. In the past no one thought of it as a bad thing, but once I got older, I had started pushing people away because of it. Like I had gone mad for it. Not to mention my shorter life span due to that and my stage three lymphoma..
No one bothered to stick around a guy like me. I don't even understand why I was invited to this dumb sleepover. None of these guys are my friends in the first place.
"Nagito?" I heard Hajime says once more.
"Y-yeah sorry..I'm fine.." I took some toilet paper and wiped up the blood and mysterious orange petals. When I finished, I wiped my mouth and opened the door. I was face to face with Hajime.
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Hopeless -Komahina-
FanfictionAfter learning of Hajime's crush at a sleep over at Kazuichi's, all Komaeda feels is pain. His chest ached. His heart burned. His lungs felt heavier. It would only be a few hours until he realized what was going on with him... -Hanahaki Disease AU- ...
