Danganrompa Oneshots (OPEN)

Hospital Visit - Komahina 🥀🌸

TW - Abuse, blood

HC - Nagito is abused at his house as he was adopted, him being either lucky or unlucky made some bad stuff happen

Nagito's POV

Lashing after lashing, they wouldn't stop. Here I am, bent over on one knee with shreds in my shirt, I could feel the blood drenching the back of it. The kept on hitting me with the belt, my back stinging and suddenly going numb.

I had lost enough blood. I closed my eyes and waited for death to take me. I fell unconscious, crumpled on a heap on the bloody floor. At least the pain had went away.

Timeskip brought to you by Chiaki's Cheat Codes

When I woke up, the stinging sensation hit me once again. It was all over me, my back, my hands, the pain was unbearable. I went to reach out to the wooden floor, but it wasn't there. I just felt the crinkly paper laying below me. I opened my eyes to reveal I wasn't at my so called "home."

I was at the hospital.

I sat up, feeling extremely dizzy as I rose. "Ah.. your a-awake now!" I heard a familiar voice, and looked around and saw the purple haired nurse in the seat next to my bed. As we had all grown up, she looked different. He hair was a lot more tidy and she had less cuts and bruises.

"S-So, Nagito, what happened?" I turned to face her, smiling. I couldn't let anyone know what was going on at home, so I was brainstorming for excuses. "Oh, don't worry, I just fell down the stairs." She looked at me with a distrusting look, and made a few notes on the clipboard she was holding.

"Y-your clothes are in the corner, when you feel strong again you can change back into them." I nodded, looking at her happily.

"Ok, you may leave once someone comes to get you. You are all bandages up and there are antibiotics sent to your house." Shit. I want to get better but now I don't have the medicine. And who would pick me up? My so called parents would laugh at the thought. I pulled my coat over my gown and put some trousers on. (Mikan isn't watching dw)
"Someone is h-here for you Nagito!" I smiled at the nurse and bid her goodbye, as I steadily walked over to the door.

With a soft click, I opened the door. The waiting room was vast, about fifty seats in there. Although, right outside our door was someone I also recognised. Hajime Hinata. He sat on a seat in a black trench coat and was peacefully scrolling on his phone.

As I walked over to him, he looked up and smiled. His smile was so, pure. He is so pretty in general. "Come on Nagito, let's go to my house. I have some ramen packets and Calpol, they will help you." He gestured for me to take his hand, and that I did. He may not see it by I felt like an alarm was going on in my head. He is caring. He wants to help.

I feel safe.

After walking around the hallways, hand in hand, rather comforting but awkward, I am still glad he is here. "I know why your here Nagito.", Hajime calmly said.

I froze.

"W-why then Hinata-kun? I merely fell down my stairs!" He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Is he tired of me? Does he want me gone? He is probably regretting taking me back. "Listen, Nagito you can't lie or hide. I know what those marks look like.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I collapsed into a heap on the ground and curled up, sobbing. I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Shhh, shh. It's ok, I'm here." I heard Hajime say. What have I done to be talking to this guy. Is it my luck? Or a coincidence. I guess we will never know.

I know someone is there for me. They have a hand on my shoulder and are listening to everything I say.

Hajime.