Campus (Nagito x Hajime)

Golden

They went on rides all day after that. No stopping, each one better than the other. Being with Hajime helped Nagito forget about anything bothering him. He hoped he made Hajime feel better as well. Though, at last all days need to end for new days to begin.
The drive back was filled with music on the radio and singing and laughter. Nagito had a lot of fun that day.. as they pulled up to the campus again he sighed and finally accepted that the day was over. He slammed the door closed and put his hands in his pocket, looking for more comfort in his soft pants. Hajime glanced at him and Komaeda's heart skipped a beat. It all went to fast, how they met, the fair.. too fast sometimes he wish he could have a pause button or a camera in his eyes, to capture all the moments they have together. It would be easier to remember that way.

"So.. I'll see you tomorrow huh?" Hajime walked close to the white haired boy. He tilted his head.

"I guess so... see you at class, Hinata." Nagito stared straight into the boys curious eyes. Not breaking eye contact. Nagito placed his hand on Hajime's cheek. It was shockingly warm, contrary to Komaeda's scarily cold hands. Hajime seemed to notice how cold his hands were, because he put his hand on his. Nagito pulled him in for a kiss to end the day perfectly. Their lips met, Nagito liked how Hajime's lips were perfectly soft, while his were dry and chapped, he usually bit the dry skin off his lips, a few days ago his lips bled and so he tried to clean them up with a soft paper towel.

They pulled away. "Have a good nights rest, Hinata. Sweet dreams." The sun complimented his eyes.

"Y-yeah.. you too, Nagito." Hajime's face was flushed, though he'd expected it he never really was fully prepared for it. When they kissed he felt complete almost, Nagito... completed him? No, more like Nagito fixed him.

Nagito watched as the brunette walked through a large hallway. He waited till he disappeared from his sight. Then he remembered how warm his hands felt against his ice cold ones. Comforting. He blushed softly. He walked to his dorm. Double checking his room number on his phone. When he reached the main room, he realized no one was home. Kazuichi and Gundham must've gone out then.. he collapsed into his bed, not even bothering to change out of his clothes. He wanted to call someone, he wanted to tell someone about how much fun he had that day. He looked in his recent calls for Chiaki. He pressed call. One ring, two, three... voicemail. Hm. He called Kazuichi, no answer, Gundham... no.. Sonia? Akane? Peko? All no. He sighed. No one ever seemed to make time for him when he always went out of his way to make time for them. A horrible feeling rose in his chest. Maybe.. they were busy. It's not their fault anyway. It's not their job to talk to him anyway. Though the rings didn't go all the way through, it was only a couple. They couldn't help it if they were busy right? Maybe he did something to upset them. He thought back to the last time he spoke to them. It was all a blur. He didn't think he said anything rude.. maybe he did and didn't realize it. Maybe he was too much for them. Maybe...

He let out a sharp exhale and got up from his bed. He was being over dramatic. As he got up a weird feeling came, it felt better just to lay down anyway. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. After a few minutes of trying to get comfortable he decided maybe he needed to go somewhere or do something. He ran up quickly, forgetting his phone he put on his slippers and walked out to the parking lot, getting in his car and starting it up. He didn't know where he was going or what he needed to do but... he thought maybe if he did this he'd feel better. First he drove past Pineapple Swigs. Chiaki was sleeping in her car, her shift probably ended a while ago, so she got in her car to go home, but fell asleep. Again. He drove past a nice park with red slides. He stopped realizing there were swings there. He always loved swings as a kid. The sun had set by then and the moon peeled through the painfully dark trees. Nagito grabbed the metal chain holding the swings up and pushed around for a bit. Getting out felt better... maybe. He got in his car again and drove off again. A midnight drive never hurt anyone, right?

A/N: SORRY I SUCK AT WRITING KISSES EW