Naegami oneshots! ♡ + Others

Komahina - What do you know?

Hah, look, it's not Naegami! I can return the title to be Naegami + others!!

Anyway, uh, Komahina brainrot so I'mma get one oneshot of these cuties out before I go back to Naegami.

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Ship: Nagito x Hajime

Spoilers: SDR 2 - Ending

Type: Angst + Fluff

Trigger warning: nothing that isn't normal for Danganronpa like mentions of death-

Word count: 5066 words

Time spent: ~7 hours

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Frustrated, Hajime laid in bed. They had finally gotten out of the Funhouse, or as he liked to call it, the seizure-inducing pit of starvation. He may have stuffed his face after they arrived back at the hotel but he sure as hell avoided anything strawberry or grape themed. Sure it was fun in the beginning but it really made him feel sick after a while.

But naturally that wouldn't be the biggest issue. Of course Nagito had to cause chaos and trouble. Disappointed, he got up and headed off to the cafeteria, hoping that Nagitos kill hadn't happened yet. Or, that's what he decided to call it for the time being. Whatever that crazy motherfuckers plan was, it sure sounded like someone would die in that plan.

As he touched the cold, metal doorhandle on his way out of his cottage, he felt a chill run down his spine. Naturally one would assume the handle was simply cold, but it was more about Hajime feeling cold. Everytime he saw the broken down lock he felt cold, alone and simply scared. After all, the energetic, fun and optimistic girl that had broken down his door was no more, and he was the one stuck with a reminder of that for every day of his foreseeable future. Monokuma didn't seem the least bit interested in fixing it.

Shaking off the thoughts the best he could, he focused on the sound of his sneakers first walking over the creaking wood and then the pavement of the hotels pool area in a steady rythm. It felt comforting to a certain extent. Once he arrived he decided to walk through the lobby as he always did, just to make sure Chiaki wouldn't be late for their breakfasts. The ultimate gamer was always there and so focused on her game, Hajime was surprised that the one time he didn't greet her and tell her to go to he meeting that she even showed up at all.

This time he even had to wake her up and the two conversed about an odd dream. Explaining further, she called it a tile-falling game with Monokuma instead, that wasn't even beatable. It wasn't all that important to know but nevertheless it made him happy to hear, it was something different than the topic of whatever the hell the insane luckster was doing. Walking into the dining hall together as usual, the chattering had grown louder and despite everything, they all seemed quite happy. Akane was eating her soul away, the Minimaru figure right next to her on the table. Kazuichi, Sonia and Fuyuhiko were chatting, even if Sonia seemed a bit afraid of the mechanic, but no one could blame her for it.

Chiaki checked in on the others conversation as Hajime took a moment to stand before Hiyokos memorial for her redhead friend, Mahiru, as he remembered everyone that had passed. After a minute or two he felt satisfied in paying his respects to everyone that had helped them survive and get to where they are.

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Somehow he felt more lighthearted, like someone somewhere was supporting him, and he really liked to think it was his deceased classmates. [Tho it's probably Makoto if we're being realistic-] After that he joined in on the others conversation, followung along with their plan to capture Nagito before he was invited to meet Sonia at the lobby.