Heartbeat.

Blackmails and Meetings

Author's note: I am very sorry to the people that cry over my fan fics-

3rd person POV

Hajime, obviously in a wrecked state, still had to go to work the next day. His eyes were all red and puffy, making him look like he just smoked alot of weed. I'm kidding about that last part. He tried his best to avoid all human contact possible. All of them.

"Oh hey, Hinata." Komaeda was already in the dining table, eating something. Hajime didn't answer back and went outside. He quickly got into his car and drove to work. Of course, Komaeda had no clue to why he was acting like that and frowned a bit.

Hajime got in a better mood after a while, but it wasn't necessarily a good mood. At least his eyes didn't look red anymore.

"Hey, Hajime? Can you help me with this?" Souda, one of Hajime's coworkers, was in quite a trouble. "What? No." Hajime replied with annoyance, as he really wasn't in the mood to see Komaeda. "Please!! You're like the only one who works here that has a connection with him!!" He begged. "...fine..." Hajime took the document that had a mistake on it. "I bet he wont accept the mistake, even if it's from me..." He still went, nonetheless.

He knocked the door leading to Komaeda's office. "Come in." A voice from the other side rang. Hajime opened the door to see... Komaeda. But... Koizumi was with him... Slowly hugging him from behind while Komaeda was sitting on his chair... "...I-Is it okay if...[explains that the document has a mistake in it]?" Komaeda looked pissed. "What? Do you honestly think that would be acceptable?" He flicked his tongue at me. "Know your place."

Hajme frowned a bit as Koizumi smirked a bit. "Yeah, now please leave the two of us alone~" Koizumi said with a mocking voice, obviously toying around with Hajime's feelings. "R... right..." Hajime's eyes trembled, his breathing became stuttered, and his fist clenched on their own. "H-Hinata?-" Komaeda got worried, quickly leaving on a remorseful expression. "I-I'll be going." Hajime quickly walked away as his footsteps rang in the room, closing the door behind him, still hearing "Hinata-kun!" from the room as he walked away.
Quickly.

What a great fucking day.

[time skip]

Hajime didn't work overtime, which actually surprised most of his colleagues, since he would normally be the last one there. He quickly isolated himself to his room and closed the door behind him, floping onto the bed. "Ungh..." He didn't feel tired in any way, but he just thought about Komaeda. Why was he so... unbearably sexy and hot, frail but strong-willed at the same time, alluring, sensual and so... irtesistible... But... He was a homophobe...

Hajime quickly went back to his senses.

He took his phone and sighed. While looking through a social media platform, he came across... a picture with Komaeda. But... He was only covered with a lone towel. Hajime felt his face burn up. His blush spread across his face.

"W-what the hell..." Hajime looked into Komaeda's account, finding almost revealing pictures of him. "W-wha..." He even found a video of him talking sensually... Hajime quickly plugged his earbuds in and listened to it, forming a tent in his pants. He slowly started rubbing his bulge, while his mind desesperately told him not to.

'It's only for a bit...' Hajime told himself as he unzipped his pants and slowly inserted his hand into his boxers, gently stroking his member.

Hajime made sure no sound came out of his mouth as he feared that Komaeda could enter in his house at any moment and could hear him if he did.

Hajime's breathing hitched as he moved his hand at a fast pace. "Hn..." He couldn't help but exhale occasional moans once in a while. While listening to Komaeda's voice on repeat and looking at multiple pictures of him, he buried his face onto the pillow and let himself loose.

Too bad he didn't see Koizumi entering the room.

She quickly understood what Hajime was doing, grinning at what she just stumbled across to. She took a picture and approached him, pulling out the earbuds in his ears.

Hajime, of course, quickly reacted and turned back around, freezing after seeing Koizumi's smile. "Well hello there, Hinata." The red headed woman put his right hand on his hip. "Masturbating about your crush while he's gone? How indecent." She talked in a teasing voice, always wearing that smile on her face.

"I always wanted to find a good blackmail material... And guess I found it." Koizumi smiled and showed Hinata the picture on her phone, which made him widen his eyes and slightly tremble. "N.. no..."

Hajime felt crushed. He felt powerless against that lone picture. He depsised the fact that he could be controlled just because he didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

"Quit this house and never come back to Komaeda."

That sentence hit Hajime pretty hard.

"W-What... Why?" He looked down. "I'm pretty sure he'll fall in love with you, at any moment..." Koizumi sighed. "I'll give you three days to go away. Good luck."

She left.

On the other side...

Komaeda 'strangely' had a lot of requests about sending Hinata to a long buisness trip. "Huh? Why the hell are they so long?!" He obviously didn't like the sound of that and called Hinata for his opinion.

He had specifically three choices to choose from: he could stay here, he could go for two years, or go for six years.

The two documents that had information on the buisness trips were on Komaeda's desk, beautifully aranged into two piles. "Choose whichever you want, I guess..." Komaeda reculantly said as he secretely hoped that Hajime would decline both of the offers.

It didn't take long for Hajime to pick his choice. "I'll take the six year long one, then" He reached his hand out towards the document.

"Hajime." Komaeda's voice was so stern, making Hajime slightly jolt back his hand. "Y-yes?" He put his hand back to his side. "Are you sure about taking that buisness trip? Isn't six years pretty long for you?" Komaeda gripped his knees while sitting, feeling a bit uneasy.

"No, I guess..." The brunette looked at the side, shrugging a tad. "You guess?" Konaeda's index tapped on the wooden desk. "I-I'm certain." Komaeda frowned a bit. "You're stuttering..." That remark made Hajime nervous. "I'm not." He managed to say as he quickly took the document and went out. 'Too bad he doesn't know that I'm not coming back..."

Too bad Hajime didn't know how strong-willed Komaeda was.