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scrapped pluto (don’t let go) confession scene

context: i have a komahina thing called neptune (hold me close) and pluto is the sequel to that, highly suggest you go read it first bc things make a lot more sense if you do......i’m thinking of restarting the thing so here just take it....might finish up the last scene in the first version and post that too if this goes over well.......

umm warning for swearing, also went heavy on the angst for this soooo :/

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“Uh...” Hajime shuffled, not quite looking Komaeda in the eye as he tried to figure out a way to word his sentence.

“Hinata-kun, if you’re uncomfortable, you don’t have to tell me,” Komaeda said with a gentle smile. Hajime was probably hallucinating the halo around his head, but frankly, his logic skills were very quickly shutting down from gay panic. For all he knew, Komaeda actually was an angel, and he was the bisexual disaster blessed enough to be seeing him.

Hajime’s tongue laid useless in his mouth for what felt like centuries but was probably only a few seconds before he decided, “fuck it,” and blurted out whatever came to mind.

“Y-You’re really pretty,” he spat, still staring at his feet. Great start. “And I’m pretty sure I’ve had a crush on you for years now? Like, since the simulation.”

“So, I was sort of wondering if you would want to go out. With me,” Hajime finished, peeking up nervously.

While he was stumbling his way through a confession, the sun had set past the horizon, the moon coming up in its place and illuminating the beach with a pale light. With it came the chill of the night breeze, but the sudden lack of heat wasn’t what made him feel so cold.

Rather, it was the blank stare Komaeda had, looking at Hajime and not at the same time. His normally warm gray eyes now held a certain emptiness that Hajime only remembered from the fragmented memories that had clung stubbornly to him when he and Kamukura had been separated.

The hand still in his pocket balled up, his nails digging into his palm. ‘I messed up. I fucked it up, shit, stupid, this was a bad idea—‘

His inner crisis was interrupted by Komaeda laughing softly.

It wasn’t his normal laugh, but the one Hajime had learned to associate with Komaeda’s fits of hope and despair. Black and white swirls swam in his eyes, a shaky grin making its way onto the boy’s face as his arms curled around his body.

“Hinata-kun,” he said, his voice carrying a certain heaviness that was difficult to decipher. “That’s not a very funny joke.”

Hajime felt the lump in his throat grow. “...huh?”

Komaeda giggled again, sounding more manic by the second. “I would be flattered if this were real, but even then, accepting wouldn’t be fair to Nanami-san, would it?”

Hajime felt himself flinch, even if he knew that Chiaki was the one who suggested this in the first place.

‘Shit, I forgot to explain that.’ He opened his mouth hurriedly to reply, but Komaeda beat him to it.

“I’m sorry, Hinata-kun,” he breathed, and Hajime could just barely see something glitter in the corners of the boy’s eyes, “I really should go, I’ve kept you for too long already.”

Without waiting for a response, Komaeda barreled forward, his shoulder hitting Hajime’s in his haste.

His brain was in panic mode now, screaming ‘stop him stop him fuck do something,’ but his body seemed to be out of sync with his thoughts.

Before Hajime could even turn around, Komaeda was gone, leaving him alone with the wind as his only company.

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