Campus (Nagito x Hajime)

Dancing Queen

NOTE: I'm back! Sorry I wasn't updating! I didn't have access to my laptop for a while! Thanks for getting Campus to 400 views! I appreciate it! Also so sorry this chapter is so short! I just thought that would be a nice place to end :)

Hajime woke up, his head hurt, but then he remembered, the fair. His eyes lit up. The exhaled loudly and got up. Excitement balled up in his chest, he scrunched his face and fingers together in excitement. He inhaled deeply to calm himself down. He walked to his ivory sink and put his hands down upon it. The cold sink shocked his warm hands. He looked into the mirror, his hair was a mess. Hajime ran his fingers through his short brown hair, swooping it to the side and then back to the middle. He picked up his tooth brush getting ready for his date.

Nagito groaned as his alarm cried to wake him up. He sat up and stretched his arms as high they could go. He smiled to himself thinking about the fair. He was ready for some fun.. he hadn't had much of that. He walked outside of his room and changed into a nice green, with a mountain on it and some baggy-ish jeans. 

"Hey Hajime!" Nagito said as Hajime appeared behind his door. His hair brushing his shoulders. 

"You ready to go?" Hajime stepped through the door frame. Nagito nodded. They walked side by side. Nagito's hair bouncing with the morning air. Hajime yawned, it was early, but he was ready for a day at the fair. They hopped in car.

"Do you like roller coasters? What's your favorite type of ride? I like the swing things-" Nagito looked behind him as the backed out, the sun peaking through the clouds. 

"Yeah I guess," Hajime leaned back and let the soft chairs hold him up. "I like all types of rides.. you know?"

"Do you like ABBA?" Nagito smiled, the light etching the sides of his pale skin. 

"Of course," Hajime watched billboards pass by behind the glow of Komaeda's figure.

Nagito reached into the side and took out a cd. He slipped the cd into the slit and pressed a big button, leaned back and let the music swallow him.

Anybody could be that guy... Night is young and the music's high....

Nagito's fingers tapped the wheel to the beat. Hajime was mesmerized with what he saw in front of him. Nagito's hair blended with the clouds, the sun hugging his face. His light gray-green eyes glistened as he focused on the road. 

With a bit of rock music... Everything's fine.. And when you get the chance...

His pale fingers reached over to Hajime's. Nagito's fingers squeezed his tightly. 

You are the dancing queen.. Young and sweet.. Only seventeen...

Hajime felt his face heat up. He turned to his window hoping Nagito didn't see- or mind his red face. Then he looked back to see Nagito switching his eyes between Hajime and the road, not wanting to miss a second of each of them.