Context: Just Hatsu and Daiki chilling. Then Daiki regresses.
AU - None/Killing Game (Takes place around Chapter 2??)
Note: This might be OOC. My writing also sucks, but still enjoy!
(Hatsu POV)
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Ever since the Voter Game, I felt extremely bad for Ikeda. Even apologizing still made me feel like crap. Not to mention last trial, he didn’t exactly deserve getting hit in the head, but…whatever. Let’s get to why I’m here. I just wanted to chill with him! Well, he’s not really the type to be nice to me, but we could work some things out! Right? I thought so as I knocked on the door. Then surprisingly, he opened.
Daiki: …What the hell do you want?
Hatsu: Oh, hey Ikeda!
Daiki: Tch. 'Oh hey' what? You just gonna stand there like a damn statue or actually say something useful for once?
Hatsu: I…I just want to…hang out with you!
Daiki: Hang out. You want to…hang out with me?
Hatsu: Yeah! Because I wanna!
Daiki: Yeah, sure. Because you want to.
But despite this, he opened the door reluctantly to let me in. Is that’s new.
As I entered the room, I noticed a small drawing in his desk. It looked really good!
Hatsu: Ooh! What’s this?
For some reason, Ikeda immediately looked over at me and his reaction surprised me.
Daiki: D-Don’t touch that! It’s fucking nothing. Just some dumb shit I drew when I was bored.
Hatsu: Oh, okay!
Daiki: So, we're just gonna hang out here in my room?
Hatsu: Yep! You can do whatever you want!
Daiki: Alright. Don't expect me to be entertaining.
Hatsu: Okay!
A few minutes passed, and I was just adjusting my clothes, while Ikeda was just staring at the ceiling. It wasn’t that bad until he spoke up.
Daiki: You just gonna stand there? Sit down or something.
I obliged and sat down at the mattress, which dipped slightly.
Daiki: You're really just gonna sit here? Not even gonna try to ask me something annoying?
Hatsu: Are you that desperate to talk to me?
Daiki: I-what? No! I just don’t get why you’re still here!
Hatsu: Because I said I wanna chill with you!
Daiki: People don't stick around unless they want something from me.
Daiki: Or unless they're waiting for me to screw up so they can vote for it.
Hatsu: Wh- you can’t still be on that!
Daiki: Of course I am!
I huffed at response, growing slightly frustrated at how Ikeda was taking this. I don’t expect him to forgive and forget, but don’t hold a grudge against it! Well, I have to stay nice and positive, despite Ikeda’s attitude.
Hatsu: Well, since we’re talking about that subject, how are you feeling after…that?
Daiki: How am I-? How am I?! Oh, I’m fine, Unless you were hoping for me to say something bad so you can pat my head and pretend this place isn't hell.
Hatsu: I- What?
That made me sit up and look at him perplexed. I know I initiate physical contact, but-
Daiki: You heard me. Nobody actually asks how I'm feeling unless they want something from me, why don’t you stop acting like you care when we both know better?
Hatsu: I…That’s not…
Daiki: Whatever. Don’t cry or some dumb shit. At least you’re the only one who didn't vote for me.
It’s true, I didn’t. Not even once, unlike the others.
Hatsu: I know. I didn’t want to…
Daiki: Why…?
Hatsu: I-It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair for you to receive those punishments, and it wasn’t fair for nearly everyone to vote for you.
Daiki: Fair. …Nothing's fair in this hellhole.
Hatsu: …You’re right about that…
Then, I noticed Ikeda was…different. He wasn’t talking, no, he was.. mute?
Either way, I was slightly more perplexed by this. Wait- Atsu mentioned this to me, right? What was it, dissociative…age…whatever. I think Ikeda has that?
Hatsu: …Hey, you good?
Daiki:…No.
Hatsu:…Do you want me to go? I can go and get Tei!
I think he doesn’t want me right now, I mean, he and Tei get along just fine-
Daiki: No- no, don't go- I-…stay.
That had me EXTREMELY confused, as he touched the hem of her sleeve…as if he’s preventing me from leaving. What the-?
Hatsu: Um- Okay! Then, what do you want to do?
Daiki: …Hug. Please…?
Hatsu: Ah- Sure!
In seconds, I came up to him, and wrapped my arms around him, and it was as if…he felt…safe around me, as he forehead pressed against my shoulder, fingers clutching at the back of my shirt.
Daiki: Th-Thank you…
I squeezed him tighter in reply. I felt like I’m taking care of him! Like a family member would!
Daiki: …You're not gonna leave?
Hatsu: Nope! I’ll stay here as long as you need!
Daiki:…Promise?
Hatsu: Promise!
Daiki:…Okay.
After some time, I think Ikeda, or should I say, ‘regressed Ikeda’, likes me! Like, as in clingy and trusts me! I don’t think he’ll be like this forever, but let me just…get comfortable with this!
Hatsu: You feel better?
Daiki: Y-Yeah…
Hatsu: Say, do you wanna draw? I really liked your art you did! Can you show me?
