doki
❛ your heartbeat --- . ❜ he breathed, fingertips gently pressed against the other’s chest. it was loud. human hearts always were. loud, annoying things. your own personal ticking time bomb. everyone had one, everyone’s was bound to stop eventually. sitting like this, cross legged on his bed, facing each other --- hajime’s heartbeat was the only sound in the room. nagito’s was likely just as loud, but he couldn’t hear it over his focus on the other. fingers withdrew, hand curling into a lose fist that he then held against his chest. thump, thump, ba-thump. thump, thump, ba-thump. it was so obvious, so prominent. such an annoying thing, the heart. such a wonderful mess of pieces, directing so much emotion with simple noise. emotion that didn’t belong to it. emotion he wasn’t supposed to feel. eyes looked up at hajime, trying to make sense of the annoying sound reverberating through his chest. ❛ why is it so loud, hinata-kun ? it’s not supposed to be this loud, is it ? ❜
his voice may be laced with confusion, but the smile on his face tells another story.
