Heartbeat.

Part-time job.

Author's note: This will actually contain the ship Fuyuhiko x Hinata later in the story. Also, the last chapter is not part of the storyline.
Don't read it if you can't stand love triangles and shit like that-
what am I saying-
Read it at your own risk.

3rd person POV

Hajime woke up like usual, to go work at his part-time job. Beleive it or not, he actually worked at a bar. A type of fancy bar, with a lot of class. The type of bar where you would wonder if you're actually in a bar or a wedding dance. Loud speakers, fancy champagne, and luxurious lounges were everywhere as Hajime worked his way through the crowd. He served up multiple drinks, pouring them meticulously and carefully, all while doing small tricks that amused the client. That was basically his job.

Hajime had to work there on the weekend and not on work days, which was a good schedule for him. From 7 to 10 pm, Hajime was always concerned about coming back home late. Especially when he had to quit the bar by the back door, which led to a pretty dark and narrow alley. He always inhaled sharply before walking there. But it was different this time. He saw a teenager lying on the ground.

Hajime quickly walked towards the guy. He looked at his fragile and small composure. His slightly flush cheeks and his short haircut. "Hello? Are you consious?" Hajime waved a hand infront of the small boy. The frail teenager suddenly sat up, groaning and pressing his right hand on his forehead. "Are you okay?" Hajime tilted his head a bit. "Yeah, yeah..." The short guy obviously wasn't okay as he stumbled almost every two seconds. Hajime held him back by the collar.

"Who are you?" Hajime lifted up the mass in his hand as it was surprisingly light. "I-I'm Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu!!- Let me go!!" He was struggling like a bee in a cage. Hajime slowly put him down. "...My name is Hajime Hinata. Where do you live? I can help you walk." Fuyuhiko sighed, obviously not with the idea. "...Kodaka Adoption Center." Hajime's eyes widened a bit as he gulped down his saliva. "o...ouch..." Fuyuhiko almost fell as Hajime swiftly caught him in his arms. "Ughh..." He obviously wasn't feeling well. "I'll drive you to my place..." Hajime took the teenager in his arms and walked to his "private" appartment. There's no way Komaeda could just accept a stranger in our house. Hajime put the boy in his bed, making him rest there as he went to sleep next to him.

Fuyuhiko's POV

I woke up groggily and smelled a faint odor of food. My stomach rumbled. I was hungry... I slowly sat up, looking at the unfamiliar place. "Ah, are you awake?" I tensed up and slowly nodded. "Thank you for helping me..." I stood up and sat in front of a table full of delicious meals. "Eat up." I gasped shortly. "Is it really okay for me to just take some-" I got cut off. "Just eat. I have to go to work soon." The tall and toned guy said as he put on a suit. I nodded and started eating. "This is good!!" I basically devoured all of the plates in front of me. "Ah, I'll be going. Make yourself at home and go back when you want. Hajime waved goodbye at me as I did the same. It's only 6 am... Does he actually have to go to work this early?

3rd person POV

Hajime did, in fact, had to go to work from 6 am to 6 pm. He would often work overtime, making him work up to 9 pm. Which was almost everyday.

Fuyuhiko probably left when Hajime was at work because he wasn't found at Hajime's appartement when he came back from work. All the dished were washed and arranged perfectly. 'That teenager really must be a nice guy, huh.' Hajime thought to himself as he placed back the plates and ustensils. He quickly headed to his house after doing so.

Hajime... really shouldn't have come back.

He entered the house normally, closing the door after him. He could hear faint laughters and subtle moans in the middle. He also saw a girls coat hanging in the entrance's closet... '... It's not possible, right?...' He thought to himself as he saw Komaeda's coat next to it. The more he listened in, the more he could figure out the two voices.

Koizumi and Komaeda.

Hajime silently walked to where the sounds came from, which led him to the living room... Only to find them making out on a couch. Hajime felt the time freeze around him. His throath getting dry and his breathing getting voided. Komaeda quickly jolted his gaze onto Hajime. "What do you want? Can't you see we're busy?" He flicked his tongue at Hajime, only making his mental state worst. "...I-It would be preferable if you didn't do i-it here... This is your parents' house... After all..." Hajime stuttered alot and nervously looked down, trying to ignore the fast that all of his inner feelings were all mixed up inside his heart and that they could break at any moment. "Huuhh?? We can have sex where we want. Go up to your room..." Komaeda dissed with annoyance.

'I knew it' are the only words Hajime thought in his head. That thought didn't match all of his face turning into a saddened expression. "Y...yes." Was the only thing Hajime could say as he quickly walked up the stairs, locking himself in his room.

And when he thought locking the room was enough, Hajime could still hear faint moans coming from downstairs. Is life trying to toy around with me..? Hajime quickly teared up, biting down his bottom lip. 'D-Don't cry. You never had a chance, anyways. Don't you dare fucking cry.' Hajime scolded himself mentally as it didn't work well. His eyes slowly turning watery and red, slowly dripping down droplets of water down his cheeks. 'GODAMMIT-' Hajime internally yelled at himself, trying to make him stop crying. It was, of course, failing immensely. Every single thought of Komaeda made his stomach flip inside out. It hurt. Hajime went on his bed and put his pillow over his head, slowly suffocating the sounds around him. He painfully cried himself to sleep, wetting the pillow.

...He realised...

He should probably give up on Komaeda.

That was the most logical answer...

..But the hardest option.