hinakoma - girl loves me

𓆩♡𓆪 chapter 3 𓆩♡𓆪

HAJIME H. POV

"Gh!-"

The brunette, Hajime Hinata, had run into someone who he presumed to be a shorter girl for the first few seconds he saw 'her.' This assumption quickly fizzled out as he came to an embarrassing realization.

He recognized that face- that body- oh so well.

Hajime was a teenager. A hormonal one, at that. He had never hooked up with anyone before, meaning—

Komaeda's content happened to be his "go-to" whenever he was needy. He was perfect; a slim-thick body type, or the closest you could get to it on a guy. His body type was very much a pear shape, though his waist did seem at least slightly defined at times. Hinata mainly just cared that his thighs and ass were big.

Komaeda was the subject of MANY of Hajime's fantasies. Making things rather awkward when he actually met the actor.

Hajime stared down at the boy, who had fallen over. His legs were up, and Hinata ended up seeing under Komaeda's skirt. By accident. He swore it was an accident. Hinata didn't like to think of himself as a pervert. This only made him more flustered and at this point; Komaeda could obviously pick this up. After all, Hajime's face was extremely red. Komaeda's lips were parted in a way that was partially tantalizing yet also frightening. It looked like he was going to say something, and Hinata did not want to be called out for being a pervert, whether it was by accident or not. So, he stammered,

"A-Ah- I'm really sorry, ma'a- Sir!"
Surprisingly, the albino just gave him a sweet and sincere smile in return. "No worries."
"... You're Nagito Komaeda, right?"
"In the flesh. I'm assuming you're a fan then...-"
"N-No!- I've just heard of you- and... seen you... Before..."
Nice save.

Komaeda wasn't fully convinced, the telling sign being the cock of his eyebrow.

"w-well, my name is Hajime Hinata, it's nice to meet you-"

Hajime swallowed. "Do you think we could... Hang out.. Sometime soon... Sorry if this is a bothering request, you just seem like a really nice person." Hinata wasn't exactly sure what was the main motive for going after the albino. Part of it really was because of his fantasies about the boy, another part was because he was pretty, but Hajime actually did think he seemed like a nice person.

"I don't mind. I don't see why anyone would be enthralled enough to want to interact with scum like me."
"You aren't scum!.."
".. If you say so." The blancette flashed a nervous smile.

Hajime thought. Invite him out somewhere, he thought and thought and thought. Somewhere. Somewhere. Somewhere. THINK OF SOMETHING YOU DUMB FUCK-

"Hey, uh, there's a really nice cafe nearby where I live. Do you want to go out for lunch there?" Cue Hinata beating himself up over that wording. Why did I say go out. And a lot more, a lot of the same thing. His nerves spiked when Komaeda began to speak, but—
"Ah, for sure."
Thank god. The brunette let out a soft sigh, "C-Cou- Fuck. uh, could I get your number? Just so we can.. Y'know. Uh. Keep in touch. Organize things. All that jazz." He asked, dying inside at his small stutter. The blancette agreed once more, and they exchanged phone numbers promptly. After a small farewell, they parted ways for the time being. Damn that was stressful.

... Uhm. Hopefully Komaeda didn't realize he had the hots for him.