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Lonely Little Nagito Part 2

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I was happy. Nagito and I ended up moving in together, his parents helped us get a little house, we moved nearer to the city, of which Nagito had previously been apprehensive about since the city was where Hope’s Peak was located but he knew Junko Enoshima was long dead. We lived in a town just outside it, but it was a nice town. We had all graduated together and each of us went on in a chosen career, some studied, some went travelling. I had secured a job in the city working in Corporate Offices and I was on a good career path. I had never really thought of what I would end up doing for a job, but I was actually very good at this one. Nagito was currently unemployed and seemed to have no desire to find a job. I hadn’t put much pressure on him since he had access to money, his parents being rich, but I did worry about him being alone at home every day. He did a good job keeping it clean and tidy and he always had a nice meal cooking when I got home from work. I guess he was my househusband except we were not married. My work colleagues didn’t know about Nagito or my sexuality, I was worried about judgement and that it might hold me back in my career. I was on the subway making my way home after work, I took off my tie as I usually did and stuffed it into my suitcase. I was tired. It had been a long day and I ended up staying late to finish off. I had let Nagito know so he didn’t cook for the usual time. I really was exhausted. My future was looking good, my boss told me he had his eye on me for great things considering how hard I worked. Nagito didn’t really need to get a job, we were alright for money, but I felt it would be good for him if he did. The subway came to a stop at my station, and I stepped off. We lived quite close by, so it wasn’t too taxing of a walk, but I walked slow tonight. Finally, I arrived home and saw myself inside, I was greeted by that photo of us when we were younger, our first kiss. It had pride of place by the front door so we could see it every day. It was still one of my favourite possessions and I had thanked Mahiru for having snapped that beautiful moment. I took off my jacket and hung it up undoing another button on my shirt. I heard laughter and walked into the living room to see Chiaki had stopped by and was sitting with Nagito. I could smell dinner cooking; he had left something in the slow cooker I noticed. It smelled good, and I realised just how hungry I was. Did I even eat lunch?

“Hey,” I said as I walked in.

“Hajime!” Nagito cried enthusiastically as though he had not just seen me only this morning.

“Hello,” Chiaki said, and I saw a spread on the floor of what looked like story boards or concept art they had been looking at. Chiaki had gotten a job in games development, and I guessed it had something to do with her latest project. I noticed a bottle of wine on the table and two glasses. I frowned, Nagito wasn’t supposed to drink. He noticed me looking.

“I’ve only had one glass, Hajime, just a taste really, I can still take my medication.” he said and stood up coming to greet me, kissing me on the lips.

“I can attest to that,” Chiaki said, and she gathered all her work and put it in her art folder.

“You don’t have to go, Chiaki.” I said, “I’ll probably just eat and then head to bed,” I said.

“Oh, really?” Nagito asked me looking disappointed.

“It’s been a long day, I’m just hungry and tired,” I replied.

“It’s ok, I’ll go home, I still have some work to do,” she said and smiled waving as she left. Nagito went to the kitchen and served up my dinner for me, handing it to me with a smile. It was mild curry and he had done rice in the rice cooker. It smelled delicious.

“Thanks, Nagito,” I said and just sat at our kitchens breakfast bar, he leaned over watching me from the other side smiling.

“I was hoping to see you for a bit, tonight,” he said. “Or… well… I was saving myself for you tonight, actually.” he said blushing a little.

“I’m really not in the mood, I’m sorry, I’m just too tired.” I replied, “this is really good by the way, thank you.” I said having gotten used to blander foods, he had found a way to make a curry that didn’t have too much in the way of spice so he could eat it and it was still good, it wasn’t as if it had no flavour. I couldn’t help noting his disappointed expression.

“We could just snuggle and watch a movie?” he suggested instead of sex.

“Honestly, I just need to shower and go to bed.” I replied. “We’ll spend some time together at the weekend, I promise.” I added.

“Alright, I miss you.” He said sadly and I stopped eating a moment.

“I really think you should look into getting a part time job, just something to keep you busy,” I said, and he looked anxious.

“I don’t want to.” He said, “its not that I’m lazy but… we don’t need the money and I’m not really good at anything except cooking and cleaning,” he said looking down.

“You don’t know unless you try something, Nagito. I don’t like thinking about you stuck in here all day every day, it wasn’t so bad when we had Clover and you’d take her for walks but… now she’s gone… I’m sorry, Nagito, I know how much you loved her, but you don’t have company anymore.”

“Chiaki came round today,” he said trying to correct me.

“She’s the first person you’ve had round in a while, everyone else has jobs and commitments or not even in the country.” I said.

“Hajime, it isn’t as easy for me as it is for everyone else. What if I start a job and… its just like it was at school? Nobody wanting me around, everybody hating me? What if… I feel more alone there than I do here?” he asked, and I could see he was upset. So that was the real reason.

“Nagito, I knew it gave you anxiety, but I didn’t realise that was the reason. I’m sorry.” I reached over and put my hands on his but uncharacteristically for him he was the one to recoil from my touch. He never really did that.

“Of course, that’s the reason, Hajime. It terrifies me.” he muttered like I should have known. No, I should have known. That was the problem. I sighed.

“Listen, work isn’t like school, its very different. We’re adults now, they won’t judge you as harshly as kids in school do. Kids are assholes, remember what I was like?” I asked trying to get a smile out of him, but it didn’t work.

“You’re still an asshole, Hajime,” he muttered and then he walked off heading to the bedroom. Shit. I really wanted him to get a job, I didn’t think being stuck in here was doing him any good at all, and I was still an asshole. I mentally kicked myself and I put my dinner in the fridge and then I went to get his medication from the cupboard a cup of cold water and I followed him into the bedroom. He was already in bed lying on his side facing his bedside table. I went to his bedside placing his pill and the water there.

“You have to take your medication,” I said and then proceeded to undress for the shower. I just had a quick one as I would have a proper one in the morning. I pulled on my pyjama trousers and climbed into bed beside him but looked to see the pill was still sitting on the table. “Nagito, please take your pill.” I said but he didn’t move, and my heart raced with frustration and fear. He had to take his medication. I was not allowing him to miss any. I grabbed his shoulder. “Nagito, take it, please.” I said more sternly, and he shifted up on his elbow picking up the pill and swallowing it with water before he slumped back down, his back to me as he had been previously, not saying a word or even looking at me. I sighed. “Nagito, I’m sorry we don’t spend so much time together these days, I promise we will at the weekend,”

“That’s what you said last week.” He replied. He was right, of course and I had brought work home with me.

“I’ve let you down. I know that.” I muttered feeling annoyed with myself. I had been more focussed on my work than on the man I loved. It was selfish and I hated myself. As he said we didn’t really need the money I just didn’t want to live off his parent’s money, I wanted to pay my own way, I wanted to be successful and provide for us. His parents had already done so much. This house was because of them. His father even helped me prepare for the job I had. “Hey, Nagito, why don’t I see if I can get next week off?” I asked him and he rolled over to look at me, he was looking a little groggy from his meds, but he still spoke.

“Could we spend the whole week together?” he asked.

“Of course,” I smiled.

“You won’t have to… change plans due to something coming up at work again?” he asked.

“I just won’t change my plans; I’ll tell my boss this is really important and that I definitely need next week off. If we’re staffed, I’m sure there won’t be any problems,” I said.

“I would really like that, Hajime,” he muttered.

“You’re more important, Nagito and I don’t like seeing you unhappy,” I said, and I shuffled down into the bed, so I was lying down, and I offered my arm to him, he turned all the way around and snuggled against me just like we always did. He drew in a deep breath like he was taking in my scent and his next words confirmed that.

“You smell like hot sex,” he said, and I laughed.

“We’ll do plenty of that next week too, don’t worry,” I said and kissed him on the head.

“I’m doped out of my brains right now, so I don’t really know what I’m saying,” he was slurring his words.

“Go to sleep.” I said smiling.

“Good night Hajime,”

“Good night.” I replied and I fell asleep in my favourite place. It wasn’t always the most comfortable but holding Nagito close like this and falling into a blissful sleep was my favourite place. As I closed my eyes, I suddenly thought of us as teenagers under that tree in school eating lunch together right near the beginning and he asked me what my favourite place was. Back then I said something really cheesy and said that tree with him and our lunchtime getting to know each other sessions was my favourite place. Man, that was so lame, but I was just a kid, a kid falling in love. I knew my favourite place and this time it was right here.