Danganronpa One Shots

|> Hajime Hinata x Female!Reader <|

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      Playing twister was not how you imaged you would spend today. Hajime, rather foolishly, had challenged Fuyuhiko to a game of twister to settle a small argument that had broken out between the two, and in the heat of anger, Fuyuhiko had blindly accepted. Though, four players were needed, for whatever reason, and Peko resolutely refused to play, taking only the responsibility of manning the spinner. So, the two closest people had to be dragged into the game, too.

     Those two people just so happened to be you and Mikan.

     Hajime, being the only one to actually own the game of twister, had to host the event, and so the rest of you were all dragged along to his house - you and Peko being rather begrudging about the whole incident.

     The mat was laid out quickly, shoes and socks were discarded (much to Mikan's horror, who apparently had something against feet), and Peko set the game rolling.

     It was no great surprise when Mikan was the first to be eliminated, falling with a loud screech of 'kyaa!', and almost knocking Fuyuhiko over in the process.

     "I-I'm so sorry!" She stuttered out quickly, heaving herself up to stand anxiously next to Peko.

     "God, you would've been if I fell because of you," Fuyuhiko hissed, and Peko just rolled her eyes at his childish antics, Hajime giving a slight snicker.

     The game progressed with the three of you for quite a while, and after getting a call from Sonia - one of Gundam's hamsters had gone rouge and bitten Souda right on the nose, and he was demanding a rabies shot right this instant - Mikan stuttered out yet more apologies before stumbling out of the door to attend to the mechanic's minor emergency.

     Peko continued to man the spinner, calling out instructions, and though from your position you couldn't really see her, you were almost certain she'd stopped actually using it, and was just calling out whatever body parts and colours she felt like - just for her own amusement.

     "I-I'm sorry, Y/N!" Hajime stuttered as he shifted positions, his face inching far closer to yours than was comfortable with other people around. Sure, you wanted to be close to him - who didn't want to be close to their crush? - but this was not the scenario you had been hoping for.

     You had ended up awkwardly supporting yourself in the crab walk position, with Hajime suspended above you rather precariously - you were sure Peko had done this on purpose.

     "I-It's okay," You stuttered back, your face a faint shade of pink, which he couldn't be off noticing, this close up. But, though he would be highly embarrassed to admit it, he found it highly endearing, having a crush of his own on you.

      "Fuyuhiko," Peko cut in. "Left hand yellow."

      On this particular mat, the yellow just so happened to be completely on the opposite side to he was. Fuyuhiko cursed loudly, weighing up the available spots, though none were preferable. He tried to lift his weight from his left hand, but the awkwardly unbalanced position he had been in meant that he toppled backward, slumping across the thankfully empty portion of the mat.

      "This is bullshit!" He hissed aggressively, heaving himself to his feet. His face was an annoyed scowl, and before he left the mat completely, he turned and gave one sharp shove to Hajime's back.

      This quite easily dislodged Hajime from his precarious state and he crashed down on top of you, pressing you flat against the mat with his body sandwiched on top. Inadvertently, his lips crashed down against yours in an accidental kiss, and while your faces flushed deeply, neither of you pulled back.

      In fact, Hajime's eyes slipped closed and he began to kiss your properly, finally taking the chance to kiss you. He wished he'd done this sooner - and on purpose - but this was as good as he'd thought it would be, better even. Slowly, you began to kiss back.

      "Really, right here?" Fuyuhiko grunted, slinging his blazer back over his shoulders (he'd removed it during the game, that how you know he was serious). "Get a fucking room."

      "We have one right here, actually," Hajime said, pulling his lips from yours to peer over his shoulder at Peko and Fuyuhiko, who's cheeks had tinted a tell tale pink. Hajime did not lift his body from yours as Peko set the spinner on the counter and followed Fuyuhiko as he quickly left in anger and embarrassment. "And close the door on your way out - I don't want any interruptions."

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