CHEATER.. | KOMAHINA KOMAMIKI ANGST

CHAPTER I: Home

"..Oh my god.. that's horrible..!" His mom gasped. She put her hands on his shoulders and leaned forward to examine his bruises. Nagito winced slightly at the action, but didn't say anything. He kept his head hung low as she looked him over, probably wondering how bad he truly must look to warrant that kind of reaction.

 After what felt like forever she let him go and sat back in her chair. She gave him a worried frown. "..Well don't worry.. we'll help you out as best as we can." She said reassuringly. He nodded, giving her a small smile. She gave him a big hug, which he returned tightly. 

Once she released him, he took a seat next to his dad and let out another sigh. "Sorry it's just.. So sudden." he murmured quietly. His dad placed his hand on his knee reassuringly. "It's okay sweetheart. We can figure something out.. I'm sure your mother and I will find a solution." Nagito nodded weakly. "Thank you.." He mumbled, giving his dad a small smile and reaching out for his mom who hugged him again. 

After some more reassurances his dad got up to leave, leaving just his mom and Nagito now.. He gave his mom a weak smile before leaning down into a hug. "Thanks for everything.." he whispered. His mom smiled softly before pulling away. Her expression softened and she cupped his cheek lightly. "..Your father and I both love you very much son. If there is anything we can do to help you, feel free to ask us. Don't hesitate. Okay?" 

Nagito nodded in response. She smiled and stood, giving her son one final hug before leaving the room. She turned to glance at him one last time before exiting. He watched her leave and felt himself relax a bit. Now he had some peace of mind knowing he wouldn't have to go through this alone. Not anymore at least. He had his family now. For as long as he could keep them close. He smiled a little brighter and laid back on the bed, letting his thoughts wander.

..

In the morning, after he woke up from his restless sleep, the first thing he noticed was that there was a notification on his phone. He picked it up curiously, and checked his notifications. Most of them were from his friends asking where he was since he hadn't replied to their calls, messages, or texts.. and then.. there was one from...

Hajime.

"hey. can we talk?"

..

He didn't want to reply. Not really. He didn't want to deal with Hajime right now, or ever again. He was his ex after all.. And Hajime was a bit abusive, especially during the worst times when they fought.

 They'd end up locked into a bedroom together without either of them wanting to leave, arguing endlessly until one of them snapped and then things spiraled from there. This relationship, or whatever it was, was the furthest thing from what he wanted right now. He sighed quietly and decided to not respond.

[ WIP ]