𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄 ; komahina [✔︎]

6

Little mature scenes.

Waking up to someone gripping his shirt and pinching his waist, Hajime fluttered his eyes opened and yawned.

"I'm up, I'm up.." he yawned again and sat up to stretch his arms, feeling stiff. He opened his eyes and let them adjust to the bright room.

Oh how early it was.

"Nagito?" He whispered, reaching his hand out to feel the bed, he was still tired and closed his eyes again, just wanting to sleep again.

"Mmm Hajime.."

Atleast Hajime knew Nagito was in the room.

"Oh okay, I thought you were gone." He said softly, opening his eyes again.

He was NOT ready for what he had opened his eyes to.

Nagito's face was flushed and he was rubbing his legs together, mouth agape and hands roaming in...places.

"I- is he having a wet dream?" Hajime's face turned instant red and looked away, covering his mouth in shock.

He thought it was weird how he could be having a wet dream now of all times, But apart of him found it hot.

Too caught up in the moment, Hajime moved his hands to his hands and slipped past his sweat pants band, Instantly going down to his dick.

He slowly, yet swiftly, started stroking himself to the small noises coming out of Nagitos mouth.

Feeling constriced, he used his toes to pull of his pants, still stroking his self off.

Hand still covering his mouth, he tried to keep as quiet as he could, but atlas it just felt so good.

"N-Nagito.." He breathed out, moving his hand faster, the image of Nagitos red and flushed face popped into his head, making Hajime's thoughts go crazy and his legs started shaking.

"uegh.." he groaned as he felt himself getting closer to releasing, and soon he did all while thinking of the boy next to him.

Did he feel dirty? Yes.

Did he regret it? No.

"Wow Hinata, Didn't think you thought of me like that."

Hajime shrieked and jumped up, knocking himself down on the floor.

"Oh Nagito-"

Nagito put a finger down to Hajimes lip and shushed him, his face was also red and anyone could see the hard on he had.

"Yknow, that dream I had, it was sorta what just happened.

Hajimes eyes widened but he stayed silent, waiting for the other male to continue.

Nagito closed his eyes and placed a hand on the brown haired males shirt, slowly lowering his hands to go under Hajimes shirt.

"Wh- what-"

"And in this dream," Hajime shuttered as Nagitos cold skinny hands met with his warm tan skin.

"I was topping you." He whispered, now softly touching Hajimes nipples from underneath his shirt.

Mind fuzzy, Hajime didn't know what was happening, first he heard Nagito having a wet dream and doing, things.

Then he woke up and got hard just by looking at Nagito having such a dream about him, and now here he is having his roommates hands under his shirt and pinching his nipples.

It was weird. And way too convenient.

"Nagito-"

"Shush, im just trying to show you my dream."

Nagito smiled and instantly pulled Hajimes shirt off leaving a shirtless boy with boxers on.

How lovely.

Upon seeing Hajime shirtless for the first time needless to say, Nagito loved the sight.

(A/N: pls stop me-)

"Its not much.." Hajime breathed out, his face was redder then ever and his breathing was heavy.

"Sorry, I dont have abs and my body is kinda boring.." He chuckled softly and Nagito couldn't believe how the man below him didn't like his body.

To Nagito it was beautiful.

The white haired boy moved off of Hajime, pulling him up so he could put back on his shirt.

"Boring? Hinata- Your body is beautiful, Of course these are just my opinions, Which are trash just like me but- you're body truly is beautiful. Just like you." He whispered placing a hand on Hajime's cheek and caressing it softly with his thumb.

Was Hajime tearing up at that? No, definitely not.

That was lie he was definitely tearing up at the words Nagito said.

"Thank you." He muttered, leaning into Nagitos touch, even though his hands were freezing.

Nagito said nothing but instead gave him a small smile and nodded.

A few minutes had passed with complete silence before Nagito said something.

He cleared his throat gaining Hajimes attention, with his eyes half closed signaling that he was tired.

"I'm sorry...for what I did."

'What?'

"A-and a scumbag like me shouldn't have just..done that- especially to someone like you. My nasty hands had no- no right to touch a body like yours..I hope you'll forgive me, Hinata."

The plain boy nodded and gave Nagitos hand a reassuring squeeze, "Dont worry, Its alright. You're not scum nor trash..dont say such things.."

Nagito chuckled and gave a Hajime a head pat.

Pouting at how he messed up his hair with that head pat, Hajime glared at him. "My hair." He said as he fixed it up, even though it would just mess up later.

"Right, my hands messed up your very beautiful hair..aish Hinata, im very sorry."

Already tired of Nagitos bad talking of himself, Hajime layed down and turned away from the paler boy, back facing him.

"Goodnight, Komaeda."

He heard Nagito start to shuffle and get under the covers, His chest pressing up against Hajimes back.

"I'm very sorry if I angered you.." He whispered into his ear, Hajime feeling his hot breath down his neck, making him shudder in his "sleep."

"I'll try to stop degrading myself..for you, of course." Was all he said before Hajime heard him hit his head on the pillow, and fall asleep.

"And he's even sleeping in my bed..are we that close already?"

That was the last thought that ran through Hajimes mind, before he himself actually fell asleep.