Danganronpa Agere Oneshots!

☁️💥Talks of Talent🍀💚

Caregiver: Nagito Komaeda
Little: Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu
hello!! this was requested by luvsiees :) i hope you like it! i am SO sorry i've been gone for so long, theatre has been super busy for me along with choir and classes,, BUT i took my first AP exam and also did hadestown for my spring play!! i got to understudy for one of the lead roles which was pretty fun <3 i will try to update more now that i'm back though!! this scene takes place in the OVA plot, and you can watch it on youtube if you haven't seen it. it isn't necessary to understanding the oneshot, it might just provide some context :D thanks for reading and have a wonderful day!
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"I... I despise talent."

Fuyuhiko glanced up from the ground. It had been quite the long day at classes, and after that, he just wanted to go home.

Unfortunately, he was not given that luxury. Sonia had agreed to go to a café with Kazuichi after school, and Kazuichi was extremely nervous to go. Fuyuhiko and Nagito were left being the ones to reassure him, and once that had been done, Fuyuhiko just wanted to be home.

Especially due to the fuzziness in the back of his mind that he couldn't ignore no matter how hard he tried.

So when he started to walk back with Nagito, and he began to go on another one of his rambles, Fuyuhiko internally sighed. He was hoping he could just walk home. He should have known walking home with Nagito of all people would have never been that simple.

"Were I able," Nagito stepped closer to Fuyuhiko, "I would erase all talent from the world entirely."

There was an intensity in his words, a kind of darkness in his eyes that made Fuyuhiko uneasy. Each step Nagito took towards him, he took one step back.

"Without talent, everyone would be able to lead modest lives, find a modest amount of happiness," Nagito said bluntly, and Fuyuhiko felt his back hit the wall, "Don't you think that would be wonderful?"

Fuyuhiko was silent for a moment, before he broke out into a frown. He was exhausted. He wanted to go home, he wanted to curl up in bed with his stuffed animal and the last thing he wanted to do was listen to another one of Nagito's rambles.

"B-Back off," He uttered, furrowing his eyebrows and crossing his arms.

"Huh?"

"Said back off already..." Fuyuhiko huffed, and upon the slight slur in his words, Nagito did, in fact, back off, "So annoyin'."

Nagito paused, a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Fuyuhiko felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment; he only now realized how small his voice had been. It'd be impossible to miss, especially considering Nagito already knew he was an age regressor.

"I'm... sorry," Nagito cleared his throat, laughing awkwardly and scratching the back of his neck, "I suppose I got a bit carried away, huh?"

The way he spoke softened ever so slightly, and Fuyuhiko crossed his arms, averting his gaze to the floor.

"Uh huh," He muttered.

Nagito chuckled.

"I'm sorry about that," He smiled, "I bet you're tired. Let's get you home, hmm?"

It was such a sharp contrast from the previous obsessive and rambling tone of voice he used. He really was too soft on him when he regressed... but honestly, Fuyuhiko wasn't going to complain. Not if it meant he didn't have to deal with another one of Nagito's hope speeches.

So, he kept walking, side by side with Nagito in a comfortable silence. He was slightly embarrassed that he had regressed in front of him, but it wouldn't be the first time. Besides, Nagito had made it clear he didn't mind.