School Project. (funy komahina)

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Hajime's POV. 

It was a tiring first day at work, so I just wanted to go home and lay down with Nagito in my arms. As I walked out of the office building, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed Nagito's number. I waited a few seconds, but he didn't answer. The sun was setting and the atmosphere felt warm and safe.

But I didn't feel safe.

Something felt wrong, very very wrong. It felt like Nagito was in trouble. My mind snapped at that thought and I began to sprint as fast as my feet could take me to the apartment. I tore through the doors and the office lady stared at me. "How can I help you sir?" I clenched my teeth. "I don't need your help!" I continued to run, until I reached our apartment. Once I got there, I tried to open the door.

Locked.

This time, I had the key on me, so I was able to get in still. When I opened up the door, an empty bottle of pills rolled down to my shoe. "Gh!" I realized that the bathroom door was locked, so I quickly ran over to there. As I opened the door, I don't think I will ever forget what I saw.

Nagito.

But it was different this time.

His mouth was foaming, he had a knife through his stomach, and his hands and legs were tied up with a rope. "N-Nagito!" I screamed. I instantly grabbed my phone and called an ambulance. While I waited for them to arrive, I ran over to Nagito and felt his chest. 

Somehow, he was alive.

I looked over to his hand, and realized there were many slits in his fingers. "Gyuuahhh!" I screamed. I lifted up his sleeve and saw that the slits were lined straight along his arm. "N-Nagito..why..?"

The ambulance eventually came, and took Nagito in. I came with, holding Nagito's hand the entire time, until they sent me out to wait. I stared at the floor the entire time while waiting, my mind not being able to leave what I had seen. "Nagito.." The doctor eventually came out.

"Mr. Hinata, Mr. Komaeda is in stable condition, it's a miracle that he survived his suicide attempt, but you can now go check on him."

I dashed into his room, where he sat in his bed. "Heheh..I keep surviving all my suicide attempts..I guess I really am the ultimate lucky student after all..heheh.." I felt tears in my eyes. "Nagito, stop doing this to yourself! Please!" Nagito smiled at me as he lifted his arm. His arm from shoulder to each finger tip were wrapped in bandages. He let out a sigh as he set his arm back down. "Ugh..I really thought that I would die for sure if I had poisoned myself, stabbed myself, and tied myself up..gosh I really am stupid." I clenched my fists. "L-Look, I don't know why you keep doing this, but it stops here! We're done with this stupid suicide crap! You understand me?" Nagito nodded and looked down. "Jeez. I'll stop."