hajime pov:
i woke up to nagito, against the wall. bruises on his neck and slight redness. dried blood on his nose, and mouth. i quickly tore the sheets off of me and ran to his aid. "NAGITO!" i yelled. yet, he still stayed there on the wall, passed out.
nagito pov:
"PLEASE STOP!" I screamed and yelled out to the queen of hell. "BAHAHA!! do you really think begging for your life will do anything pathetic, wormwood!" enoshima called out. she began to take a butchers knife and began cutting off one of my arms, of course it was one of the most painful and memorable things I have ever felt. blood was gushing out of the wound, the cut getting deeper, until my arm was finally sawed off forcefully. "n-no please.. stop....." I had somehow passed out in a dream of sorts and woke up to the light, the bright light. of the afternoon sun, and I was laying in hajimes bed again. my whole body hurt, well everything hurt to be exact. "hajime?" i whispered out. "oh nagito you're finally awake.." hajime called out to me "well let's go ahead and talk about this because.. well i wanna know more about you, nagito."
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♡︎ghostly inquiry♡︎
Romancethe detective always enjoyed his job, but would his opinion stay the same after this encounter?
