Danganronpa Oneshots {3rd Person}

You Are Loved - Nagito x Hajime

 Hey this fanfiction is from the second game, and I based this prompt off of real life problems. Nagito and Hajime might be way out of character but I hope I can turn it into something that is believable. Anyway, I hope that you all enjoy!

Nagito had the talent of being the Ultimate Lucky Student. But really, sometimes he was the Ultimate Unlucky Student. It was a dark and twisted place inside his head, most of the time he hid these thoughts from everyone. Making himself seem like a hope-loving and crazy person who had lost their mind.

Hajime, who didn't even know his own talent, sat next to him on the beach.

"Hello Hajime." Nagito said, tilting his head down to hide his tears.

"Hey." The pair sat in uncomfortable silence for several minutes, maybe even an hour. Nagito wanted the green eyed boy to leave so he could battle his thoughts on his own.

"Can you go away? An Ultimate such as yourself doesn't deserve to be in my presence." That part was true, Nagito wasn't worthy of anyone's time. At least, that's what he kept telling himself.

"Are you okay?" Hajime asked, lowering his head to look Nagito in the eyes and noticed the tear stains on the other's face.

"I'm fine." Nagito jerked his head in the opposite direction so Hajime wouldn't see him cry.

Hajime pulled him into a hug. Nagito was grateful for the warmth, it was like a safety blanket of light and if Hajime left, his mind was be darker than ever. Nagito returned the hug, allowing tears to spill down his face.

"It's alright, Nagito. I got you." The unknown ultimate rubbed circles on Nagito's back and started murmuring things to him that Nagito couldn't quite pick up.

"I'm not loved, maybe I should commit suicide..." Nagito muttered bitterly. It was true, the others already saw him as a nuisance who stirred up the class trials. Maybe it would be better for everyone, they would have more hope, if he just died.

"What?!" Hajime cried, pushing Nagito away from him to look him in the eye with a fierce light in his green eyes.

"Never do that. I can't live without you, Nagito." Hajime muttered fiercely.

Nagito had a double take, no way could someone actually care about him. Everyone believed him when he said he was fine, he kept everything inside. Why would anyone care what happened to him when they believed the words, 'I'm okay'. Maybe Hajime could save him? No, that was a selfish thought and no one would waste their time on him anyway, right?

"But, I'll make everyone happy because I'd be dead. They probably won't care about the class trial and convince Monokuma not to even hold one."

"I would care, I would probably follow you if you died." Hajime growled.

"Really? You're not..." Nagito searched for a word, "Lying?"

"Never." Hajime pulled Nagito into a deep kiss.

Maybe living with a dark mind wasn't so bad if you had someone willing to fight it with you. Nagito had been waiting for someone to save him, Hajime had heard his screaming and was willing to drag him out of the dark tar that suffocated him.

"I love you, Hajime." Nagito murmured, hugging the other again.

"I love you more, Nagito." Hajime replied.

I hope you all enjoyed this fanfiction! I was feeling down today, more than usual, and I decided to write my feelings through Nagito. I love you all, have a great day! Bye-onara!