last feeling of hope.

this feels weirdly normal?

random note: hi so I actually got ready today and I'm now realizing I'm wearing a literal Toko closet cosplay and now I'm continuing this fic and idk kinda ironic tbh and it's funny and I needed to tell someone so yeah :) anyway back to the fic

Hajime's pov

" Okay, we're here. Sit. " I demanded.

" Oh wow, an ultimate like you wants to sit next to me? Someone so worthless..?" Nagito asked.

I had turned to look at him seeing if he had actually meant his question. His glimmering eyes stared at me with genuine confusion. I could feel my mouth slowly turn into a smile, and eventually, laughter had forced its way out of my body. I looked up at Nagito to see his face lit up with even more confusion and although I couldn't see it I could sense that he had been a little embarrassed.

" Someone so worthless? Nagito please, you're too funny." I continued to laugh until it had turned into a whole wheeze. I looked back up at Nagito only to notice he had been looking away from me. I quickly stopped laughing in hopes I didn't offend him. 

" Nagito I didn't mean for it to come off like that I swe- " Nagito's head turned to look at me. His face was red from what I assumed was total embarrassment. The amount of red tint that flushed his face had cut me off from finishing my sentence. I stopped staring and had sat down on the sandy floor. I quickly patted the spot next to me indicating for Nagito to sit. 

Once he finally sat down I turned my head over to look at him. he had been gazing at the ocean, his face still being rosy. I couldn't ignore the fact that he looked amazingly graceful. He seemed to be deep in thought. I couldn't help but wonder what was on his mind.

His white fluffy hair looked soft. I had the urge to run my hand through it to see if my assumption was right. his eyes. his eyes were a really pretty shade of green that I've never really had seen anywhere. Now that I think about it I didn't really know Nagito that well. Looking at him now, he was a total mystery. For some odd reason, I really wanted to solve this little mystery hovering over him. 

Nagito's pov

Why was he laughing? What did I say that was so funny? Maybe my presence is what has him bursting into total laughter right now. That would make some sense if I'm being honest, I'm total trash. I am just a joke after all. Hah, that must be it.

As soon as I heard my name I turned my head back to look at Hajime. he suddenly was at a loss of words the second he looked at me. Was there something wrong? Why was he looking at me with such a concerned facial expression? 

I had snapped back into reality when I heard a soft pat on the sand. I quickly looked over noticing that Hajime was now sitting on the sand patting the spot next to him. I assumed he was telling me to sit with his hands. I quickly sat down when he patted for the third time. I was afraid to look at him again because I didn't want to scare him as I did two minutes ago. Instead, I had stared into the ocean. It was still beautiful regardless of the view being slightly ruined due to the game we've been forced to play. Everyone on the island thinks it's messed up but personally, I think it's fun. kill or be killed. That's how it is in the real world to. Plus witnessing the tragedies builds up major hope, a little bit of despair but that not a problem. Hope beats despair. There was nothing to be afraid of.

I had felt a strange feeling that I was being stared at. Was Hajime staring at me? I didn't want to take the risk to look at him in case something was wrong with my face. Jeez, that's so embarrassing. I would hate to scare Hajime with my face again.

third person of pov ;)

" Hey... Nagito..?" Hajime whispered, turning his head to look back at the ocean.

" Yes, Hajime?" Nagito whispered back.

" I'm sorry for ever misunderstanding you. Although some things you say and do are questionable." Hajime explained turning his head back to Nagito. Nagito had turned his head to face Hajime, his face had been slightly red again.

Nagito was at a loss for words, he didn't quite understand what Hajime was saying and if he should've been slightly offended by the fact his actions were 'questionable', didn't he explain what he was doing after the first trial? He still felt somewhat happy about Hajime saying sorry even though he was confused about his apology. 

The two boys stared at each other for a while, both examining every little feature about one another. Hajime had looked at Nagito with a total starstruck expression. He couldn't help but notice that Nagito had been very attractive, each one of his features was perfect, and looking at him gave Hajime butterflies. He felt safe with Nagito.

Nagito had looked at Hajime trying to figure out what he was thinking about and why he was taking notes on Nagito with his eyes. He was unsure of what to feel, although it didn't look like it, maybe Hajime was judging him? It didn't look like Hajime was judging Nagito though, he looked more amazed than judgemental. Nagito finally couldn't take the silence and eye contact anymore he had to say something, anything.

" Sitting here with you feels weirdly... normal, doesn't it? Nagito asked. Hajime quickly was brought back by Nagitos words.

" Yeah, it does. " Hajime replied. He looked back at the ocean, the only difference was that the sky was painted with dark blue skies. Nightfall had already hit. How long had he been starting at Nagito?

Authors note:

Okay so I'm sorry it took me forever to release the next chapter, ima be honest I had a really bad writer's block for this chapter and when I was looking at my pre-written drafts for this story, apparently I had nothing written out for this chapter, therefore, I had to think of something that fit the last chapter and still progressed the story into the direction I'm trying to push it into, and trust me this chapter is supposed to be the literal spine of the story so you can see why it was a struggle, anyways sorry and tysmmmm for 36 reads<333333 ( also forgive me for any spelling or grammar mistakes I'm tired today besties ;0 )