Death's Harvest | Komahina Fanfic

Chapter 32

Nagito had shot Hajime.

He had finally done it.

He was rusty with guns, but right when the familiar weight of the weapon was placed in his hands, he knew what to do, where to aim, and where to kill.

With a sadistic smirk on his face, the Grim Reaper walked over to the brunet's body and placed a foot on the corpse.

"I win."

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"I CALL HACKS! HAAAAAACKS!!!" Hajime threw down his gun irritably, scowling at the laughing albino. "HOW COULD YOU HAVE KILLED ME SO FAST? THAT'S PURE BS!"

The screen on the machine continued to taunt the brunet, a 'Game Over' label flashing in neon colors.

"You're just slow. Admit it. I'm better at this than you."

Hajime narrowed his eyes in anger, glaring at Nagito.

"No, you."

Nagito huffed, a smile still spread on his face.

"Who's dying this time again?" Hajime glanced around the bustling arcade, filled with electronic dance music and the sound of people laughing.

"I'm unsure myself..." Nagito trailed off, lost in his thoughts.

"What do you mean you're not sure?"

Nagito's gaze dropped to the ground.

"There's this feeling that it's not going to happen..."

Hajime brightened, his eyes lighting up.

"Then that means no one is going to die, right? It saves you the work."

The Grim Reaper shook his head, turning his eyes to the window.

"It's not like that. It feels like... like something's going to happen, but at the same time it's not." He heaved a sigh when he saw Hajime's confused face. "It's... It's hard to explain."

An awkward silence enveloped the two, and they averted their gazes, slightly embarrassed.

"So," Hajime cleared his throat, "Uh, why was I in your bed this morning?"

Oh, shi-

"You were... drunk? And I had to put you to bed?"

"Did I win?"

"...No."

"Did I do anything stupid?"

Nagito paused, his eyes dropping to the floor again.

"Komaeda..."

"Well, you see, you uh... you tried to color me with a highlighter because you said that I was important."

"But you are important!"

The compliment caused heat to rush to Nagito's face, and he covered his mouth with his hand, flustered.