Boyfriend in a Binder

(1) Wakey Wakey!

(I don't own Danganronpa or any of the characters [clearly])

(WOOOOOOOOW, I'M BACK GUYS. IT'S BEEN SO LONG... like 2 years? Anyway, I've been really sad lately and decided to come back. I'm also sorry for everyone reading my MHA fanfics [god they are such trash-] I don't believe I'll ever be getting back around to them... ANYWHO! You came here for some Soulfriend, lets get to these Hope[hope...]less gays!)

"Soda Kazuichi... That's right..." With a sudden burst of energy the mechanic was on his feet, "My name is Soda Kazuichi!" He shouted at the top of his lungs.

It was supposed to be encouraging. Nekomaru did something similar, that guy always had high spirits even in a situation like this... Yet no matter how hard he tried everything just seemed hopeless...

Kazuichi picked up his binder and jumpsuit off the floor, fighting to pull the black tank top binder over his chest. This would take a while...

After what felt like forever he was finally dressed, beanie, wrench and all. With his hands on his hips he let out a confident huff and started for the door. Breakfast was waiting and Soda had no plans to let it get cold.

His walk quickly became a sprint as he headed for the cafe. A large grin crossed his face as he turned to wave to Ibuki. 

"LOOKOUT-" she cried just as Soda full force slammed into another, sending them both flying into the pool.

"ah- Just my luck..." Nagito... This sis son of a bitch...

Like a god he rounded the corner and immediately took notice of those in the pool. 

His name, Hajime Hinata. He jogged over and offered a helping hand

to Nagito...

The lucky slut gratefully took it, babbling about how he was a scum and not to bother helping, god this loser went on and on as Hajime took him back to get dried off.

A high laugh burst out from Ibuki once Hajime was gone, "Look at yourself!" she practically screamed as she helped the wet boy from the pool, "Man!" she giggled, throwing up a peace sign once he was out of the water, "If that was a song it would be called, 'Drowning In Feelings!'"

"Ha. Ha. Very funny."

"No really, the only person more oblivious then you is *him.*" she laughed again, "Ibuki used 'Oblivious!'" the rock star cheered for herself for a moment, before going back to her clearly hopeless friend.

"I know you're just trying to help but..." he sighed, "Forget it, lets go eat."

"You're soaked"

"But I'm hungry."

They both stood there for a split second before laughing like a couple of idiots and heading for the cafe.

-lazy author says time skip-

-author also says it's Hajimes POV-

Only being around the guy for a few minutes is exhausting. He's just too much to deal with, always going on and on about hope. But it's not like I can just leave him, we'll both have no one if I do that.

"So how did you end up in the pool in the first place?" curiosity pinged in his voice, wondering what Nagito's luck presented him with this time.

"Oh, Kazuichi knocked us both in," the lucky student said with a light laugh.

"Soda? But I didn't see him in the pool..." bringing a hand up to his mouth he took a moment to think.

Wait...

That wasn't a pool floatie was it.

Hajime groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, "That pool floatie was Kazuichi wasn't it..."

Nagito laughed and guided Hajime out of the room now that he was pretty much dry, "How hopeless, mistaking a friend for a pool toy..."

"Shut up." This only made Nagito laugh a little more.

Once at the Cafe, Hajime noticed that everyone had already gathered. Nagito made his way over to the table to grab a plate and fill his plate with pancakes, leaving Hajime alone.

Guilt washed over him as he noticed a soaked Soda pouting and poking at his eggs as Ibuki laughed about something.

He gave a desperate glance over to Nagito, not wanting to go by himself.

Nagito misread this and simply gave a friendly wave over to Hajime before going right back to eating.

With a sigh Hajime approached the pouting Kazuichi from behind, resting a hand on the greasy wet hair, "Hey." Hajime said, trying to play it relatively cool.

Soda turned to face him, swatting the hand from top of his head, "What do you want from me?"

Kazuichis face lit up as he finally looked up at who it was, "Hajime!" he nearly shouted, "Nevermind, what's up bro?" the mechanic gave a toothy grin as he rested his arm across the back of the booth.

The simple mistake made Hajime feel a bit better about his pool toy incident, "I just thought I'd apologize for only offering a hand to Nagito," he said, scratching the back of his neck.

Ibuki but into the conversation with a big smile drawn across her face, "How did you not see a bright green and pink prince drowning though?" she asked, poking his cheek, "Hmmmm?"

Hajime couldn't help but blush a bit by being confronted with his mistake, "I dunno-" he lied, quickly walking off to avoid further embarrassment.

Once he had a small plate of food he sat across from Nagito, eating in complete silence as Nagito immediately opened his mouth to talk about something, Hajime wasn't really listening.

-lmao, that's all you get for now uwu-

(its-a-me da author, I hope anyone who reads this enjoys it. Soulfriend is a huge comfort ship for me and I've been super stressed lately so, I dunno, If you're having a crappy day I hope this made it a little better 😊)

(oh, in total if you read even this that would be 938 words.)