Campus (Nagito x Hajime)

Pineapple Swiggs

"So, you guys know each other, if I'm correct. So, how did you meet?" Peko.

"We just, you know met at the library..." Hajime looked at the floor. "Can I get like a menu or something?"

Nagito seemed like he was day dreaming.

"..."

"Uh, Nagito?"

"Wh- Oh, uh, wh-what was that- sorry..?" Komaeda scratched the back of his neck, looking sort of panicky. 

Peko and Hajime exchanged looks.

"Can we get.. menus?" Hajime asked again.

"Oh! Yes menus.." Nagito bent to look under the counter, soon pulling up two brown leather rimmed menus.

"Thanks..." Peko grabbed a menu.

Hajime stared hard at the menu. For some reason he was unable to read it. He's not dyslexic just.. for some reason something.

"Bl-Black coffee? Wait no- I hate black coffee-" Hajime sputtered. "Uh- Do you have espresso?"

"Yes! Yes, yes we do." Komaeda said as he walked over to the coffee machine, but then suddenly he tripped, there was a big thud. 

"What the hell-" Peko looked at Hajime.

"Hey, are you okay?" Hajime asked looking over the counter.

"Yeah! I'm fine- you shouldn't worry about trash like me anyway!" Nagito quickly got on his feet again and poured some coffee grounds. 

"Are you- are you sure? That was a big sound-" Peko said looking concerned.

Nagito was wearing a green apron and a short sleeved white collard shirt and very black pants. "Yeah! I'm great! Never better!" 

"I'm hungry- uh, Hajime you want to share an apple strudel with me?" Peko asked.

"Sure, that sounds nice. I like apple." Hajime touched his chin.

Nagito reached into the display case and pulled out a flaky puff pastry. Then, he went back to do something. He came back and slid the plate in front of me, not Peko. Right after he left. there was a strip of paper attached to a toothpick that pierced the strudel. It had... Nagito's number on it. Hajime grumbled in annoyance, though blushing as he put it in his pocket. 

"What you got there?" Peko raised her eyebrows.

"It's- It's nothing you know." I split the apple strudel. The flaky layers went everyone patterning the plate.

"Well.." Peko took half, "Mysterious answer, Hinata."

Hajime shrugged. Clutching the paper tight in his hand.