An Irregular Heartbeat { Komahina! } ♥

Chapter 8

Komaeda's POV

Oh god
She's coming for me
She is coming to hurt me
To tell be that nobody will ever love me
Nobody is here to save me
She, Junko, is here to kill me

She's coming...
She's coming!!

She's here......

... Slowly, a gleaming sharp knife is playfully being dragged across my chest
I wince in pain, the agony overcoming me
And with hot tears streaming down my face, a bloodcurdling scream erupts from my throat
She flips a peachy pigtail behind her shoulder and loudly cackles, delighted by my pain
...
The last thing I see is red water spilling out my chest
Before the red turns black.

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"Nagito? NAGITO?!" Hajime screams, concern edging throughout his tongue. I feel warm arms embrace me, like a small spark leading to a big fire. And suddenly, the black fades, as though Hajime cast a protective barrier around me. One that eliminates all negative thoughts from the deepest corners of my mind.

And only when my eyes open to a protective Hinata-kun standing above me, do I realize I've simply had a bad dream.

"H-hajime...?"

Hajime's POV

"H-hajime...?" I heard Nagito whimper. My heart was going about 3000 BPM, as Nagito's unconscious cries had severely startled me. Immediately, I raced downstairs to check up on him, thinking a burglar had invaded the home and was about to snatch him up too. But instead, I was greeted with an adorable Nagito shuffling in his sleep.

Ahem..

I mean, a slightly-attractive-Nagito-but-not-in-a-gay-way-because-I'm-into-girls.

Anyways, I wonder what he is dreaming about, hopefully something pleasant. Sadly, judging from his fear stricken eyes I'd say it's the dead opposite of "pleasant".

"Hey, hey, you okay Nagito?" I soothingly coo, like he's a small child. Immediately, he collapses into my arms and starts sobbing. I know we were already hugging, but now the frail boy was full on lying on my lap, crying and apologizing for his behavior.

"Hajimeeee I'm so sorrrrrryyy" Nagito sobbed, tears flowing everywhere. He looked up at me with big, beautiful eyes, watery and dry at the same time (if that's even possible). Piercing jade orbs met with my olive own, connecting our gazes . I almost felt this sexual tension between us.

Aaaaand then he started crying again.

"Nagito stop it, you have nothing to be sorry about" I said, firm but sweetly. He looked up at me again with those big puppy eyes.

"B-but Hajime! Your generous enough to let me into your house, just for me to burden you with my silly tears!

Poor Nagito, he genuinely looked so apologetic...

"...Nagito...?"

"Yes Hajime?"

"This couch is too creaky, you can sleep in my bed"

My face flushed red at a certain, inappropriate thought. God damnit Hajime!

However next thing I knew, Komaeda sprung up from my lap, desperately begging me to take back my offer.

"Please Hinata-kun, I'm not worthy!!" Nagito cried.

"It's Hajime, and you are worthy" I let out a deep sigh before continuing.

"Nagito, your a very special person to me, even if we only recently met. I wouldn't let you in my house (much less let you stay) if you weren't. So please, stop talking badly about yourself, because you really are so much better than you think."

And with that, my 100% platonic confession was complete.

But I just can't feel but feel this stinging pain in my heart when I hear platonic.

Komaeda's POV

...

"N-nobody's ever said something that nice to me before.."

Cheeks pink, I swiftly hugged Hajime and whispered in his ear,

"You really are to kind... Hajime~"

Now I wasn't the only one blushing.

Success

But in all honesty, as we rocked back and forth in each others gentle embrace, I really began to ponder my true feelings towards Hajime. Someone like me is far less important enough to dare get close to him, so why? Why does Hinata-kun tolerate me?

I think... I think I may have a small crush on Hajime.

It's just that nobody has ever been so kind and welcoming to me as he has. He... Hajime, has truly changed my life and brought hope into it.

Not to mention he's incredibly handsome

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Hajime's POV

Nagito and I lied in bed together, back to back with a few feet between us as to not make things weird.

"...Nagito? You still awake...?" I asked, bored as hell.

No response

"I guess he's already asleep" I thought to myself. I was about to close my eyes and get some sleep but then...

*shuffle shuffle*
*FWOMP*

That's when I felt something touching me. As I turned around to see what had happened, the still-lingering blush on my face from earlier worsened.

There, was a fluffy-haired Nagito leaning against me. I had to crack a slight smile, he must've turned around to face me in his sleep. So now I was basically staring at him.

His white, wavy hair fell across his porcelain skin. A little trickle of drool cornered in his bottom lip, and those long, beautiful white eyelashes. There is no doubt about it, Nagito is highly attractive, but that doesn't make me gay! Right?

Very gently, I lifted his hair off his forehead and did what I thought I'd never do.

I lifted his hair up, and softly kissed his forehead

"Goodnight, Nagito." I whispered, and drifted off into a sleepy abyss.

HIIIIIIIIII!!! I busted my ass on this chapter so I hope you all enjoy it. I figured it was getting a little repetitive when 8 chapters in Hajime was still convinced he was straight, so I added a little fluff to test his "belief". I hope I am improving, and now I think I'll go back and revise the previous chapters. Not sure how the hell I'll start the next chapter, so this could take a bit. As always, thank you so much to anyone who actually keeps up with this story, I seriously can't believe we already have surpassed 600+ reads. I love y'all so much, except my sister who may or may not read this. Byeee 💕