The Vampires Curse

Unbelievably believable

Hajime felt a hand press on his head, and irritably, shooed it away "s-stop" he mumbled, still under the influence of a sleepy haze. That's when Hajime registered the situation I live alone he quickly shot up, Being met with big greenish-grey eyes. he couldn't remember how he managed to get himself in this situation, the last thing he remembered was izuru talking, and then the world went black. anything after that was all a blur "where...?" he looked around, taking in the interior of his newfound surroundings, before the green eyes male turned to a place  Hajime couldn't see. he lifted his head, ignoring the throbbing that radiated from his skull like someone banging on the drums "hey are you okay?" nagito asked caressing hajimes cheek with his hand. hajime winced, pushing him away. Nagito looked hurt, yet he stood back. hajime felt remorse for his sudden reaction, yet at the same time, he was conflicted. He had just met this male, he was sitting in his house, on his couch, they hadn't even had a proper introduction yet, and this asshole thought he could touch him? Hajime felt partly bad for treating him like so, especially since they had brought him to their home, which looked horribly expensive, but he had lines, and he wouldn't allow anyone, no matter who, to cross them"you've gone and scared him" Shuichi hissed, sitting at the foot of the couch "no I didn't!" nagito protested. yet Shuichi ignored him "what a relief. are you okay? you look better " Hajime stayed silent. he wouldn't answer. shuichi turned to nagito who shared the same confused look. 

Hajime wanted to go home. he didn't understand what was happening, and his head hurt, he just wanted to leave, he wanted to go he w- "o-oh no! hey, d-don't cry please!" Hajime hadn't noticed the tears that began flowing down his cheeks like streams of spring water "mh. you're probably scared and confused right?" nagito hushed, sitting on the floor beside Hajime, who remained silently "you passed out while working. we took it upon ourselves to bring you here. this is our home. we would have taken you to your house, but your partner was nowhere to be found, and we would have much rather have not left you there for someone else to take advantage of you. we won't hurt you" he smiled, a toothy grin, showing off the two daggers that hid on his mouth. hajime listened to him, feeling his heart thump against his chest. there it was again. that same feeling Looking at this snow-haired boy made his heart flutter in ways he hadn't experienced with anyone else, and he hated that he couldn't put his finger on it "I see..." he finally choked out. he looked at Shuichi and nagito, both had a look of worry in their eyes. he felt nagito take his hand and pull him to his feet "Hey!" he protested, yet nagito only smiled as Hajime plopped against his chest. the action was a bit too sudden and his feet were wobbly, most likely because they had fallen asleep while he rested "laying down won't get you anywhere now will it?" he heard nagito chuckle. hajime wobbled to his feet, finally beginning to feel them after what felt like forever. He hadn't noticed before but someone had undressed him. Not completely, just of his work attire and he was now clothed in a white button-up shirt and black jeans "don't do that so suddenly! he's still recovering! " Shuichi scowled.

 Hajime smiled softly, for the first time since meeting the males, this felt almost homey, considering Hajime lived alone it was a nice change "ah.. it's fine. he's right. I should get up. can't sit on my ass all day anyway" Hajime sighed, standing without nagitos support. there was a certain emptiness about the place though, and Hajime couldn't quite put his finger on it. it seemed as if someone was missing "wheres....izuru?" he raised an eyebrow. the black haired vampire was missing, and it was obvious. his intimidating aura wasnt suffocating the room per usual, and he was nowhere to be seen. nagito made a face "why do you care?" 

"becuase he carried me in here did he not? i should atleast thank him" hajime snapped back, nagitos frown only deepened "hes asleep. hes been staying up late to watch you while you rest" shuichi replied with a smile "he may look rough, but he just has a wierd way of showing his emotions. Hes distant most of the time, and fairly stubborn but he has his fair share of love" shuichi chuckled, placing a hand on his cheek "he really is a disaster" nagito looked away "and an asshole" he added. hajime stiffled a laugh "i see..." hajime turned to the door "i guess i should go home now...i could come by later to thank him. i have work tomorrow anyway" hajime took a step towards the door before feeling a arm snake around his waist "wait.." the voice hushed "nagito!" shuichi scolded, but it was too late. nagito placed his free hand over hajimes eyes "atleast let me.." his breathing was heavy as his lips parted, revealing his sharp fangs "NAGITO!" shuichi snapped, whipping nagito back. Nagito retorted, hitting the floor hard "Ugh-!" he grunted in pain. hajime brushed his neck, feeling for anything that may have been Left "what the hell!" hajime finally hissed glaring at nagito "i-im sorry!" nagito replied, putting his hands up in defense "please i am!" he pleaded. shuichi gripped hajimes wrist pulling him to the door "just go. its fine" shuichi bowed "im sorry about this, again!" hajime had no idea what had just happened, but quickly put his shoes on. he stepped down the stairs and ran to the edge of the driveway, taking out his phone, that he thankfully still had on him. He couldnt walk home, considering he had no idea where he was. he was shaking from what had conspired just a little while ago, and decided he would think about it later, and right now he needed to get ibuki or souda on the phone, and a ride home.