Komahina; Over and Over

Chapter 4

Chapter contains suggestive themes, and alcohol use

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 I opened the door to my dorm room, smiling when I saw Hajime standing there, wearing that polo shirt with the soft looking sweater over it, and those khakis. He looked so good in that outfit. I didn't think he was going to come to my door, and I felt a little embarrassed by the obvious mess that could be seen behind me. Kazuichi left it, of course, but I wasn't going to bring up the mess- hoping he wasn't looking past me. "Ah, hey, Hajime.. you didn't need to come up here." I chuckled a bit nervously, honestly feeling a bit worried about going to this party. I didn't go to a lot of parties, I wasn't a very social person, and anytime I was people just usually seemed bothered by me. It was understandable, I'm not a very interesting or likable person. "I texted you, but you must not of got it.. I just thought it would be easier to come up instead of blowing up your phone." He replied casually, and I instantly remembered hearing my phone buzz earlier. Shit. "Oh, I'm sorry, Hajime! I was getting ready, I must not of realized you did.. I kinda feel bad now that you had to come all the way up the stairs..." I looked down, rubbing my arm, and I didn't mean to look visibly upset.

"It's alright. Don't worry about it, I didn't mind. Are you ready to go?" He tilted his head slightly, and my face grew warm as he eyed my outfit, a red striped shirt, and black skinny jeans. I would of grabbed my jacket but it was somewhere buried in my closet and I didn't have time to find it. "Yeah, almost, just gotta put my shoes on!" I replied with a smile, leaving the doorway for a brief second and returning with my black boots on. They made me slightly taller than I was before, not something I needed but it wasn't really a problem. "Alright, ready." I said, Hajime nodded, and I turned to close and lock my dorm room door before following him downstairs. I had absentmindedly looked around for a car that I thought someone like him would have, but was surprised when he waved me over to an old truck. He dresses so nice, almost proper, I would of thought he would have a nicer car. Though, I don't drive, so who am I to judge?

It was a bit drafty inside, though the interior was nice, and it smelled like oranges- probably due to the cute little orange air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror. "Thank you for inviting me to a party.." I said shyly, as I put my seatbelt on, laying my hands in my lap after, and glancing over at Hajime as he put his own seatbelt on. "No problem. You seemed like you needed to get out, make some friends, y'know." He turned his head and smiled at me, and I just stared at my lap, face heating up again. "Chiaki will meet us there by the way." He added, as I heard the car start up and the engine rumble softly. I just nodded, not saying anything, as he started driving out of the campus parking lot and onto the road. 

It wasn't a long drive, and I looked out the window as we headed down the long stretch of road, focusing on the dark clouds filling the sky. It might rain, though the party probably wouldn't be outside, considering its not very warm outside. I started spacing out, jolting slightly from my sunken position in the car seat, when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Hey, we're here." Hajime told me, and I let out a soft nervous laugh, sort of embarrassed that I keep spacing out like this. I took off my seatbelt, and he did the same, as I reached and started to open the door. Though I looked over as his phone started ringing, blinking and watching him as he took it out, looking away when he turned his attention to me. "It's Chiaki. I'll be a minute. You can go ahead in, I'll meet you in there." He said, a small smile on his face, and I bit my lip- but nodded, getting out of the car. I made it to the door before I stopped, turning back towards Hajime's car, anxiety nipping at my thoughts. I was too nervous and socially awkward to just knock and go in by myself, so I just patiently waited for him.

He didn't look very happy, as he was talking on the phone, and I felt a little pang of guilt. I instantly thought maybe it had something to do with me, that maybe Chiaki didn't want me here and she was calling to tell him that. It was probably stupid. I sighed a bit, somewhat in relief, as he got out and walked up to me with a smile on his face. "Sorry about that. Chiaki can't make it, something came up. Are, uh, you ok? You could of went in, you didn't have to wait for me." He chuckled at the last part, and I shrugged, trying to figure out a quick reason as to why I didn't want to go in before him. "Oh, ah- I don't know whose party it is, if they don't know me they might uh... not let me in... by myself..." My speech slowed down at the end, because I was sort of still processing the excuse, but Hajime didn't seem to question it or mind that I waited for him.