The Sailing Ship (KomaHina)

||Chapter Five|| Day Two, Poplar

A/N OML I love the V3 Climax Reasoning I can't believe I haven't added this already. Anyway, this story is flopping because I'm the only one reading it, but hey, I love my gayness. Ima continues writing this solely for myself. Love the two unique readers tho <3

Hajime woke up from another stupid nightmare. The neon blood still stained his gaze, they had all been there. Everyone, he couldn't save. Chiaki, The Imposter, Mahiru, Peko, Ibuki, Hiyoko, Mikan, Nekomaru, Gundham, Nagito. Everyone. They're still alive, relax, the brunette tried to calm himself down, but it was unsuccessful. Beads of sweat still dripped down his face.

He turned over, and almost yelped, before remembering that he had just spent the night with Nagito. The boy was hugging one of the pillows close to his chest, a happy expression painted on his face, making Hajime smile. The two had spent the night at a hotel, not wanting to go back to the ship yet. Hajime emitted a small yawn, slowly becoming more awake.

He watched as his lover slowly peaked open an eye. "Oh, hey Hajime~" the boy yawned, stretching out the last sound like it was putty.

"Hey, Nagito." I slowly slid my arm under him, and he nestled his face in my neck. "What do you want to do today?"

"Ermm . . ." He grumbled, "I want to be with you, Hajime."

"If you want to. Why don't we get outside, though?" Hajime peeked out the curtains, observing the daylight that was coming through. "It's a beautiful day."

Nagito muttered something, like a child who doesn't want to get out of bed. The brunette placed a kiss on his lover's fluffy hair, before sitting up, Nagito falling off of him pathetically.

The two got dressed and they almost walked out of the door before Hajime stopped and turned around to face Nagito.

"Jeez, Nagito, you're hair is like an actual explosion." The boy teased the albino's hair, which was sticking up in random places, much more than usual. "I don't know much about hair styling, but I do know how to do this," Hajime grabbed a rubber band that was lying in the bathroom and started to style Nagito's hair.

"Ouch! Hinata-kun!" Nagito complained, wincing.

The brunette snorted and continued messing with his hair until a clump of it successfully pulled into a ponytail, the rest still flying about, covering some of his lover's face. "Look, now you're all pretty!"

A/N: That little bit was for my gf, who adores Nagito with his hair up. 

"Pretty? If you say so, Hinata-kun."

"I say so," With that, the partners made their way outside, stopping to check out of their room.  

Behind the hotel lay a yard full of couples sitting on benches or elderly ladies feeding birdseed to pigeons. The whole garden was scattered with poplar trees, where people sat with picnics and food.

Hajime found one that was a little farther away from the rest of them, at the edge of the yard. Behind the tree was a bunch of pale pink rose bushes, threatening anyone who dared to cross the boundary with thorns that dotted the stems.

Hajime sat down and leaned on the tree trunk, and patted the space next to him, urging Nagito to come and sit next to him. "You said you wanted to spend time with me."

"Yeah, and I want to go back to sleep~" He replied, once again stretching out the last sound.

The albino plopped down on the grass next to Hajime and lay down on his thighs, resting his head on his hand. Hajime smiled and placed one of his hands on top of Nagito's head, the other on top of his leg next to his lover's head. He stroked the boy's head as if he was a sort of pet and found himself closing his eyes, once again lost in the scene that was happening right now.