Komahina Oneshot (but actually there's two parts,,)
Hajime didn't appreciate being lied to. In fact, he despised it.
He was the kind of guy to put a lot of work into figuring things out, so he hated that familiar feeling...like a rug being pulled from under his feet.
His head throbbed as he stood in front of Nagito, who was smiling in a carefree way that infuriated the other boy.
Hajime vaguely recalled a time he was comforted by that smile. That time seemed so long ago...but now..
He couldn't begin to convince himself that that smile was anything but malicious.
He forced himself to pay attention to what Nagito was going on about.
"If you want, I'll prepare the perfect crime. Then you can kill me...and you'll be saved..."
"Let's commit a crime so despair can become the foundation of hope!"
He had tried...so much. And for so long. Talking to Nagito was it's own cycle of hope and despair.
Hajime had felt both too much to forget or deny it.
Something Nagito had mentioned before flashed in his mind.
"We're..not that different, you and I."
He had called them both mere bystanders. That word hurt Hajime so much, yet he didn't understand at the time. Sometimes, he wished it had stayed that way.
Nagito had risked his life for the file belonging to that wretched Future Foundation. It had brought about an epiphany of the worst kind.
He struggled to gather his thoughts.
"Nagito...just tell me one thing, and be honest."
"If you didn't have your Ultimate Luck, what would you be doing instead?"
Nagito's expression morphed. Hajime didn't want to begin to even try to read it, but on the surface at least, he looked disappointed and in deep thought.
"I.."
He paused, only to revert back to his usual smile.
"I guess I would probably be living a peaceful life. A boring, normal life with no hope or despair.
No hope? Or despair?
Was that really true? It seemed like the guy genuinely believed it was...but then why did Hajime suddenly feel enraged? Why did he so badly want to prove him wrong? Why did he want to bring up evidence that not even HE knew of?
"I- I see. Tha- that's..."
Exhausted. I'm exhausted. Why do I have to feel this...empathy?
I'm tired. I want this to end. I don't want to have to end this myself. I should be able to wake up to a reality where I don't have to be constantly on edge.
I don't. WANT. THIS.
He was barely aware of Nagito's mildly concerned expression. "Probably because I didn't finish my sentence", he thought.
But from all that he was telling himself...one sentence stuck out.
"I don't want to have to end this myself."
He didn't have to. He couldn't. It shouldn't be his duty. If he had to wake up everyday and face the pain of normalcy, then he should at least be allowed to rest...right?
He was surrounded by ultimates here. As long as they took the reins..it would be okay. He didn't have to do anything. It would be okay. What he did wouldn't matter.
Everything...is- going to be....okay.
*THUD*
"Hajime?!"
















