Komahina Oneshots/Headcanons

criminal psychology

been sitting in my drafts since... 2022... anyways enjoy! another abandoned project 😋
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"You're.. looking for this person, correct?" Nagito pointed to a wanted poster he had in his hand, displaying Hajime's face. How had he... gotten here again? Turning in his beloved to the police for millions of dollars... what a messy way to end a relationship.

"Correct. Do you have information about him?" The police officer looked at him with an urgency in his eyes, definitely desperate to capture him. He held his pen to his minute notepad with a shaky hand.

Nagito let out a somber chuckle, his eyes darkening. "You want information? I could give you all of it." He had a manic tone to his eyes and his voice, his hands also shaking as he slowly crumpled up the paper and threw it to the side.
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Hajime stared at Nagito's expressionless eyes, anger and confusing mixing together into a crude swirl of despair. He could feel the burn of hatred and bitterness in the back of his throat as he choked back the forming tears. "You fucking son of a bitch." He basically spat the words, his voice contorted with grief and fury.

"It was all about the money, darling." That sickeningly sweet poison dripping from Nagito's voice made Hajime want to rip his throat from his neck and gouge out his eyes. Violent flashes blinded his vision as he was dragged away, much to his disapprovals.

The previous smile that was plastered across Nagito's fell the second Hajime was out of sight. The weight of what he had just done set in.

This has to work... it just has to. This was the last resort. The last though that crossed his mind left his lips before he could stop it. "I'm sorry it came to this."
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CLIFFHANGER⁉️ 😱
i never wrote the second chapter to this so...