something beautiful | komahina au

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hinata's pov (cw: mention/reference to s//icde)

It's been a week, maybe three, and Komaeda has been healing very well. His memory is a lot better and his hair is becoming more natural, the tips of his hair fading a coral-like brown. He looked beautiful, I had to admit.

I took care of him, we'd try and sneak our way to eat lunch together on the roof while he smoked, it was fun. A bit romantic, too.

You know, It's like that feeling where you forget something super important.

And then you find it standing right in front of you.

That's how I felt with Komaeda. We were very close, but sometimes I'd forget we were together, and when I do remember, I get butterflies in my stomach.

It's odd. But it's beautiful, in a way.

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nagito's pov

I groaned, flopping myself onto the bed as I started taking off my shirt, revealing my binder. I looked at the nearby mirror where I could see myself. I sighed, pulling it off as I looked at my bare chest.

Before I knew it, Hajime was already in the dorm. But I ignored it, trying to turn in the mirror to see how big my chest was now.

Hajime chuckled, taking off his suit-jacket and throwing it aside as he sat behind me, softly kissing my shoulder. I sighed, looking back at him.

He examined my body, seeing I was only in my basketball shorts. "Oh."

"Oh?" I said, looking at him with a mild irritation on my face and cocking an eyebrow.

"I mean, I didn't even notice you didn't have your binder on. You're pretty flat already." He softly smiled, looking back into his reflection on the mirror. "Though i've already seen that.. I don't see a reason to bind anymore, it apparently can hurt your lungs, I think- well that's what my research told me." He chuckled awkwardly.

I could only smile in response, pecking him on the cheek. "You think so..? I uh, I think you can kinda tell.."

"You were born with a pretty masculine body, I don't see why not." He said, his tone becoming more serious. I nodded, pulling on my shirt again. It actually didn't look that bad.

"Hm.. Hajime, I think you're right..?" I said sheepishly- definitely uncertain. He kissed me softly in response and held onto my hand.

He pulled it right back off, which I yelped, but he only took off his too, putting in comparison.

"Well, see? You can't even tell- if anything, mine look more feminine.." he chuckled, showing his next to mine. He was.. definitely right about that.

"Aha~ you can sound feminine too~..." I giggled, teasing him.

"Oh shut up-!" He groaned, wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled softly, rubbing my thumb onto his hand.

He'd get so flustered over the smallest things, it was so cute.. I looked over to him, the boy now sitting next to me as I kissed his earlobe, moving over to his cheek. He kissed me back on the lips, I chuckled- pulling away.

"Ah, Hinata's lips are sooo chapped.." I said, leaving a small lick onto each before kissing him again. "All better!"

He looked at me in a flustered, confused state- comprehending what I just did as he kissed me back.

We stayed like this for a while.

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"Hey, Hinata?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to go on the roof again? I heard they put lights up there.."

"Ah, sure."

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hinata's pov, again

And so, here we were, sitting on the roof as I stole Komaeda's cigarette, putting it in my mouth.

He'd gotten dressed, wearing a pull over hoodie that could go down to his knees, along with some jeans and combat boots.

He looked at me, scoffing jokingly.

"Heyy~ Reserve.. give that backk!" He said, hugging onto me. I crossed my arms and looked to the side, taking it out and huffing out smoke, chuckling.

He ended up getting one of his own- mocking me in a way- we both ended up laughing.

It was fairly cold outside, the wind giving a slight breeze. It was warm inside though, so it felt nice and was the perfect temperature.

The lights went off, hearing a bit of chattering from people in their dorms- most probably Mioda, Nidai, and all the other loud students. We looked at eachother.

He looked back at the dark blue skyline, sighing. "Ah.. power's out.." he chuckled. "Probably my bad luck kicking in again."

I couldn't help but stare at him in awe, not listening to a word he was saying. He looked beautiful- the stupid stars in the sky softly reflecting in his eyes. The way his hair was shaded a dark, pale blue- well, that made the both of us.

He looked back, meeting my gaze as we locked eyes- just enjoying eachother's company I guess.

He smiled- grasping onto my hand as he left me a kiss. "You know, it's bad to stare for so long."

I shook my head back in focus. "Ah- y-you're right, sorry." I chuckled, clearly disappointed.

He only shook his head in disapprovement. "I'm just kidding, we're dating- after all."

He'd lay back onto the concrete, looking up at the sky. He closed his eyes, putting in his cigarette again and letting out a soft huff.

I laid back as well, doing the same.

"Hajime.."

"Yeah..?"

"I love you.." he chuckled. I looked over to him, confused.

"I love you too..?" I chuckled a bit, scooching closer to him.

He sighed, anxiously taking in his 'cancer stick' again. "You.. You saved my life, though. It's funny, right? I would be dead by now if I never met you those months ago. Hell, if I wasn't- I'd probably have jumped off or something- full of despair, anguish.."

I nodded, looking back up. I knew this was just the time where I'd just listen.

He knew what I was doing, so he kept going in understandment.

I could hear him tearing up, almost.

"You um.. you helped me through a lot of stuff, I'd never have guessed it'd be you doing that for me. And I- I thank you, for that."

I nodded, smiling softly as I moved to where our shoulders could touch, wrapping my arms around him.

He couldn't help but hug back, whispering sweet nothings with a sob.

Just being like this.. made everything better for the both of us.