Neo World | [Nagito x Hajime]

Chapter 2: Visiting

((A/N: Here's the second chapter!! Thank you for 5 reads btw!! <3 // Art Credits: @/nibosi_umai  ))

Hajime's P.O.V.

I saw Mikan heading to Komae- Nagito's room with a small tray on her fingertips and a bag slung over her shoulder.

"Ah, Mikan," I started, walking over to her side. "Nagito asked if I could come back, so would it be too much trouble if I came with you? If not that's fine of course."

She turned to me, her stringy hair flying. "Oh! W-Well sure! All I have to do is c-check up on him and give him the food... y-you can stay." Her high pitched voice made her point in my ears.

"Thank you." I gave a small smile and walked alongside her to Nagito's room. She looked as if she wanted to say something, but knowing her, she could never bring herself to say it. It was more than likely a question about why he requested my presence and why I suddenly changed to calling him Nagito upon his awakening.

We reached his room and I opened the door for Mikan, seeing as she might drop the tray.

"I-I brought you some food... if you want it... you don't have to eat it, of course, just p-please don't hate me..." she quivered and sat the tray on his bedside table.

It was simple, with a cup of water with a straw and bread with some yogurt.

"How many times do I have to say it, I don't hate you." Nagito spat in an annoyed tone.

Some things never change I guess... still as blunt as ever.

"Hhnngh I'm sorry!" The Ultimate Nurse picked at the bandages on her arm and went to Nagito's side. "L-Let me check your arm to see how it's doing."

Nagito reluctantly set his arm out and sighed, looking over at me, his somewhat displeased facial expression changing to a bright smile.

He's like a light switch... I still can't decide if that's good or bad.

His voice happily called out, causing him to pull his arm while turning.

"Haji- ack!" He coiled up again and Mikan whimpered, begging for his forgiveness for something she didn't even do.

"Nagito," I said simply, laughing a tad bit nervously. "Haven't I told you to be careful?"

His figure sunk back into the bed once more, clearly in shame. He replied with a shallow voice. "Yeah..."

Mikan stood back up and coughed a little, looking at him then me, respectively. "H-His arm looks pretty bad still... seeing as Komaeda is already p-partially ill, the healing might take longer than expected..."

My stance shuffled a tad at the news. "Oh... well, it doesn't seem like it would be too much more time than the predetermined date, right?"

"That's correct..." Mikan responded, seeming disappointed in herself that I could say it before her. "I-I'll go now. I'm not going to mess with it anymore until it h-heals a little, so I'll come back tomorrow."

Mikan took her leave rather quickly and shut the door behind her in haste. Nagito still lay in his bed, still getting over the sudden pain.

"Sorry I made a fool of myself in front of you again..." the white-haired man muttered.

The realistic side, and other side, just kept saying about how stupid he was.

He's pathetic. He knew he was going to hurt himself, is he serious? How... dull.

I shoved that thought aside, shaking my head involuntarily.

It's alright... he does have a lot of issues. He isn't quite straight in the head. I want to get to understand him more still...