♡ Private School | Hinakoma/Komahina | FINISHED ♡

29 | Nightmare

Tw: Domestic vi//lence towards children and women. Please do not read if that triggers you.

"I've had enough of you!" Hinata's father shouted. "All of you! Including your stupid mother! All you guys do is complain and whine!"

"Shut up!" Hinata shouted.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that!" He screamed.

"You suck! You do nothing! You don't have a job! You take drugs and punch mom!" He shouted.

His father slapped him across the face. "Shut up, you brat!"

Hinata tried to surpress his tears. His father was a grown man and he was a little kid. It hurt so bad, but he had to stay strong. Mustering up all his courage, he kept arguing. He couldn't back down, not when Kamukura was crying behind him.

"I hate you!"

"I hate you too!"

The front door opened. "I'm home..." their mother tiredly said.

"Go make lunch! I'm starving!" Hinata's father yelled.

"Yeah, give me a minute..." She made her way over to the kitchen.

"Your stupid kids got in trouble at school today! They fought with the teacher!"

She gritted her teeth. "Why the fuck would you do something like that?! You keep causing trouble! Just- just leave me alone already! I don't deserve this! I used protection, this shit is not my fault!"

"Stop yelling! We apologized!" Hinata argued.

His father grabbed his mother by her wrist and pulled her into the bathroom.

"No! No no no, please! I'm sorry for yelling, please don't-!"

The door got slammed shut. For a while, only screams and cries could be heard. Hinata's legs gave up under him and he sat down, staring at the floor with wide eyes. He slowly brought his hands up to cover his ears.

"Please stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She screamed and cried and begged. It was too loud for Hinata not to hear, even with covered ears.

"Hajime..." Kamukura sniffled. "I-I wanna go home..." He kept saying that recently. Everytime they were home, he said he wanted to go home. And the weird thing was, Hinata understood exactly what he meant.

The brunet woke up and gasped. He could still hear his mother's screams. He hated her and he hated himself for not being able to help her. And he especially hated his father.

When he was little, he dreamed of punching him and protecting his brother. When he was in middle school, he dreamed of hitting him with a baseball bat until he was finally quiet. He hated him the most in the entire world.

He always wanted to be kind, but he had so many violent thoughts about his father in his life, it was too many to count.

He thought of punching him, slapping him, kicking him, stomping on him, stabbing him, throwing him out a window... and it made him feel disgusting.

How could he be a good person when he was capable of having these kind of thoughts?

"I'm not insane," He whispered. "I'm not insane I'm not insane I'm not insane I'm not-... I-I..." his eyes began to water. "I-I'm not insane... I don't wanna be insane, I wanna... I-I just wanna be happy... I wanna be a good person,"

"Hinata-kun?" Komaeda whispered. "Are you okay?"

He whiped away his tears. No one could ever see him like this. "Yeah, I'm okay." He smiled. "Just had a weird dream,"

Komaeda got up. "Are you sure? It sounded like you were upset." He walked towards him. Hinata turned on the lamp on his bedside table.

"I'm fine,"

Komaeda put his head on Hinata's shoulder. The brunet brushed his hand through the other boy's hair.

"I think you're a great person... I don't think you're insane,"

Hinata's eyes widened. "R-really?"

"Mhm." He pulled away from the hug. "You're okay. I don't know what you were dreaming, but... you're not insane,"

Hinata grabbed his face and pulled him in for a kiss. Komaeda gasped. The brunet leaned forward until Komaeda fell onto the bed. As he fell, the kiss ended and now Hinata was laying on top of him. Their heads were next to each other.

"Thank you. I love you,"

Komaeda touched his lips. "I... I love you too,"

"Sorry for stealing your first kiss like that,"

The pale boy smiled. "No. It was special like I wanted. Because it was really, really genuine. Thanks, Hinata-kun,"

The brunet got off of him. "You're welcome,"