danaganronpa stories /oneshots

hostage[komahina]

rain tapped against the glass of my bedroom window. the soft music and warm atmosphere mixed with the weather, creating a quiet, yet slightly sad environment. komaeda was asleep next to me, unmoving besides the rise and fall of his chest. his head was resting on my arm, legs tangled with mine, and our fingers intertwined. my free hand was resting in his soft, cloud-like hair. the blankets below us looked warm, but i dare not to move. i didnt want to wake him. he looked so peaceful. silence was thick and dense. the music was so soft i could barely hear it, mixing with the soft tap-tap-tap of the rain. i wanted to join komaeda in his sleep, but i couldnt seem to sleep. i never took naps in the afternoon. komaeda, however, loved to sleep and cuddle any time he could. i sighed contently, wishing this moment could stay like this. my heart aches any time i think about time passing. komaeda has my heart and soul, and i have his. he stirs, fluttering open his grey-green eyes that makes my breath catch in my throat." mm..morning hajime.." he smiled, voice soft and quiet. i hummed, a small blush rising to my cheeks "goodmorning, ko." my voice was like his, but more out of restlessness. he seemed to notice."can't sleep?" i nodded and he smield, nuzzling his body closer to mine. i relaxed, not realizing how tense i had been previously. he blinked slowly, like a cat. "my mom use to sing to me when i was a baby. i still hear her voice. she sung like an angel." he hummed."ko?" i say, quieting my voice "yes?" "c-can you... can you sing to me?" a smile formed on his face "aw, wittle baby wants a song?" he teased playfully and i huffed in response. "well, i suppose i could try, but.."he hesitantly continued."im not that good.. not as good as my mom, atleast.."he said. i looked at him with pleading puppy eyes and his smile widened. "okay, okay fine." he said with a chuckle before taking a small breath. he softly began singing a lullaby-like song, but it wasnt exactly a lullaby. i could feel myself slowly growing sleepy. komaeda sounded like he described his mothers singing. angelic, full of care and love. he finished and his eyes also drooped. "i love you, hajime." he finished "i love you too, ko." was all i could say, before we both drifted off, cuddling tightly.