Who do you like? [Makoto x Hajime x Shuichi]

Chapter 5

(Picture above is their dorm layout, don't mind my crappy handwriting)

Shuichi's POV:

I woke up the next day, my face heating up as I stared. Hajime and Makoto were both clinging to me.  The taller boy had his arms wrapped around my waist and his head on my shoulder while the shorter boy laid his head on my lap. Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy-
Hajime groaned before opening his eyes and sitting up. He looked at me, looked at Makoto, and then looked back at me whilst trying to silence his laughter. I put my finger to my lips, telling him to shut up before he wakes the small boy up. Hajime stood up and walked over to the kitchen. I looked down at Makoto, staring at his cute sleeping face. That was when I remembered what Hajime whispered to me yesterday; 'You like him, don't you?' My blush worsened as the memory came to mind. I know Hajime was just teasing, but... it made me think. Do I like Makoto? I mean, I also really like Hajime too. Do I like both of them? Is that weird? I'm not sure.

Makoto's eyes fluttered open and he sat up slowly. He stared at me for a few seconds before flopping back down on my lap.
"Naegi, you need to get up..." I said as I poked his cheek.
"I don't wanna... I like your lap..." he said groggily, "you have nice thighs..."
"T-Thank you, but its still a school day.." I said with a blush. Makoto sat up with a groan. I stood up, helped him up, and we both sat down at the table. Hajime served us breakfast and we all ate in a peaceful silence.

Hajime's POV:

Once I finished my food, I washed up my plate, put it in the sink and walked into the bathroom. I tried to brush my messy hair, failing to do so, and brush my teeth. I walked out, grabbed my bag from my room and left the dorm. I arrived in my classroom and sat down in my seat. My classmates came in one after the other and Mr Kizakura started the lesson. It was pretty boring so I began daydreaming about my roommates.

"Hinata, Miss Yukizome wants to talk to you," said Mr Kizakura, helping me snap back to reality, "she's in her classroom."
I nodded and began making my way to the first year class. When I arrived, I knocked on the door and waited. Yukizome opened it with a smile and welcomed me inside.
"I'm so sorry to do this to you Hinata, but can you please watch my class while I go run some errands?" She asked desperately, "it won't take long, I promise!"
"Sure, I don't mind," I replied as she clasped her hands together happily.
"Thank you so much! I'll make sure to give you a reward afterwards," she said before leaving quickly. I stood at the front of the class and scanned the room.
"Okay so, Miss Yukizome will probably be quick, knowing her, so just talk quietly amongst yourselves," I said as the students soon began quietly talking to one another.

"Screw you, Ouma! You're a cheater!" Shouted Kaito as he slammed his deck of cards on the table.
"Its called being good at card games!" Retorted Kokichi mischievously. The two began shouting at each other so I walked over to them to break it up.
"Listen you two, if you can't get along, don't talk to each other, its as simple as that," I said.
"Yeah, well Ouma started it!" Exclaimed Kaito angrily.
"Did not! You're just a sore loser!" Replied Kokichi as he stuck out his tongue. The boys begun fighting even more and I was sick of it.
"BOTH OF YOU SIT DOWN!!" I yelled, silencing the entire class. Kaito and Kokichi looked at each other before sitting in their seats.
"Thank you, jesus..." I said, a little relieved, "how does Miss Yukizome put up with you lot?"
Suddenly, Yukizome burst into the room.
"I'm so sorry that I took so long!" She said as she tried to catch her breath, "also Hinata, Mr Kirigiri needs you."
"Its alright," I replied as I began walking towards the door, "bye Miss."
She waved me goodbye before continuing to teach her class. Time to go see what Mr Kirigiri wants.

I arrived at his office and opened the door.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" I asked as I walked inside.
"Thank you for helping on such short notice," said Jin Kirigiri, "we're so under staffed today, I'm not sure why."
"Its fine, what do you need me to do?" I asked curiously. Mr Kirigiri stood up and walked over to the corner of his office where he picked up a box of paints.
"Can you bring this to the art room's storage area? We're preparing an event later in the school year," he explained as he handed me the box.
"Sure, no problem," I said with a smile before leaving the room.

I walked down the corridor, the box laying in my hands. As I made my way up to the art room, something got caught on my leg, causing me to trip and fall. The box escaped my grasp and tipped over me, some of the paint pouring over me. I hit the floor with a loud smack, my face bruised and battered. I sat up in the puddle of paints, frustrated.
"FUUUUUCK!!!" I screamed angrily, silencing the teachings from the classes in the hallway. I stood up, put the rest of the buckets of paint back in the box, and continued to walk to the art room. I heard the whispers from the students as I walked by.

"Was Hinata from class 77?"

"I've never heard him so angry before..."

"He's terrifying."

When I arrived, I put the paint away and walked back to clean up the floor. I grabbed a bucket and a mop from the bathrooms and cleaned the paint that poured onto the floor. I heard the bell ring, signalling for all the students to leave their classrooms. I gave out an angry sigh, finished moping up, and walked to my dorm.

I slammed the door open and stormed into my room. I took off my clothes and put on a clean shirt and shorts. I then walked over to the bathroom, began to run a bath for myself and then filled the sink with laundry detergent so I could clean my clothes. I rubbed the stains out as if I was rubbing out my frustrations. Soon, my clothes were clean so I hung them up on the radiator, locked the door, got undressed, and got in the bath. It was relaxing, but I was still pissed.

Once I cleaned myself up, I got out, got dressed, and walked into the living room. No one was in the dorm with me yet so I was alone. I was still angry so I just kicked the wall repeatedly.
"STUPID FUCKING BULLSHIT!!" I yelled, kicking it harder and harder.
"Hinata? Are you okay?" I turned around and saw Shuichi staring at me. I walked over to him and hugged him. I placed a hand on his head and began stroking his hair. It was soft.
"H-Hinata?" Asked Shuichi, concerned.
"I'm okay, just a rough day," I replied with a smile.

The door opened and Makoto walked into the room. He took one look at Shuichi and I, and then hugged me.
"Are you okay? I heard screaming! What happened?" Asked Makoto worriedly.
"I just had a bad day," I answered, "can we chill on the couch for a bit?" The two boys nodded in agreement and we cuddled together. We all picked a Netflix show to binge and just relaxed. That was when I realised something.

I have a crush on both these idiots.