Nagito has been laying in bed for the last three days. He's been extremely moody and rude to literally everyone. Everyone thought he was just being a jerk but Chiaki didn't. She tried to be in the same room as him throughout the entirety of the three days he was like that. (even if he was rude to her)
One night, Nagito mumbled, "Nanami... can you please.. come over here..?" Chiaki got up from the chair she was sitting on and walked to his bed. "Please,... sit.. an ultimate such as yourself.. shout be allowed to sit somewhere comfortable.."
Chiaki sat at the end of his bed and smiled at him. Her smile... it was so warm.. and friendly... "What's up Komaeda?" She asked.
"You know... I was supposed to die two years ago... But I guess hope decided to keep me alive a bit longer..." Komaeda mumbled just loud enough for the love of his life to hear. Tears started forming in the corners of his eyes.
"..." Chiaki had nothing to say. She already knew about his medical history but why was he bringing it up now?
"And...- every- every night... I go to bed thinking I'm gonna die.. but I don't want to die without telling you what you mean to me..." Komaeda said. Chiaki started crying a bit too.
"But you never did this before... why now?" She asked. Komaeda stayed quiet. But Chiaki understood.
"I don't think I'm gonna make it another night...." Komaeda whispered.
Chiaki went to his side of the bed and started to pet his hair... his soft marshmallow hair.. "shhh... it'll be okay.. I understand... you've been so tired lately.. you made it through so much... I love you.." Chiaki said. She started sobbing.
"I'm so sorry.. I wish I could have stayed longer.. I wish I could have done everything I promised.. I'm sososo sorry" Komaeda whispered. He was fighting to keep his eyes open.
"It's okay... I forgive you.. I love you.. it's okay to close your eyes.. go to sleep. It will be okay.. I'll see you later.. I promise.." she tried to comfort him as he smiled, closed his eyes and went to sleep.
He stopped breathing. Chiaki held his hand.. his soft.. but now cold hand...
So.. so cold...
