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the warmth from the sun beat down onto the soft sand, oh so warm.
as hajime basked in the sensation of the sun, he suddenly felt a looming yet overwhelming presence over him.
he opened one eye cautiously, and the familiar grey eyes immediately met his gaze. nagito was towering over the entirety of his right side, partially blocking the sun.
“what? what is it?”
”ah, sorry to bother you hajime” he said softly, a slightly guilty expression forming on his face.
“komaeda, do you need something? you’re blocking the sun” hajime scoffed.
hajime observed that nagito’s face had a slight red complexion to it suddenly, but he chalked it up to a sunburn or something of that sort.
“well um..hahah..you looked really nice, so i guess i got caught up staring ahah..”
hajime shook his head momentarily, before reaching for both sides of nagito’s face with his hands.
“your games are getting ridiculous komaeda, do you want to kiss me?”
nagito’s face deepened in color as he laughed nervously and waved his hands.
“i’d love to, but i don’t expect you to kiss worthless trash like me.”
”so is that a yes?” hajime asserted, his grip on nagito’s face tightening slightly.
“if you would be so honored to grace me with such an honor, of course..!”
“uh huh..”
hajime pulled nagito into him, their lips jamming into each other. hajime couldn’t help but notice how his lips tasted like sea salt, and how chapped they were.
nagito fully embraced hajime, he almost couldn’t believe his luck! he had put a lot of thought into how the other tasted, perhaps he assumed something like oranges. however, as he focused on trying to savor every detail of this moment, he felt hajime’s tongue prod against his lips.
“hm..?”
hajime pulled away breathily, staring up at nagito’s dilated pupils and heaving chest.
“would you like to deepen it a little? it’s fine if not.”
”ah, id love nothing more than for you to fill me with your hope!”
hajime made a disgusted face before grabbing nagitos sleeves, and changing their positions to where he was on top of the taller man.
the sand shifted under nagito slightly as he adjusted himself, his foggy eyes finally looking up and meeting hajimes.
“are you comfortable, komaeda?”
he nodded slightly and gave a small smile, clearly still a bit distracted.
hajime once more pushed his tongue against nagito’s chapped lips, to which he parted his lips this time.
he squeezed his tongue into every space he could find in nagito’s mouth, extracting small noises and hums.
“mmnnhh..hajimee..that’s..”
nagito pressed his tongue flush against hajimes, trying to keep up with his pace. he moved his hand to grasp hajimes shoulder, and the other hand into his hair. nagito subconsciously yanked at hajimes hair, which was quickly halted when hajime pinned down that wrist into the sand.
hajime and nagito gradually became synchronized with one another as their tongues bashed together sloppily. nagito seemingly did not put much effort into fighting hajimes tongue, letting it glide wherever it wanted most of the time.
“hmmmm..ah..”
hajime opened one eye, as the sudden realization hit him like a brick wall. this was going a bit too far, if he was almost overwhelmingly aroused by this, how was nagito feeling?
he pulled away slowly, taking in the state of nagito. not only was the man sweating profusely, but he had saliva spilling from the corner of his mouth and his eyes were almost in that hypnotic-like way they got when he talked about hope.
“shit-sorry nagito, i didn’t realize that it was going that far..”
hajime unpinned his wrist, trying to fix the white hair that had become disheveled. he watched as nagito’s breathing began to steady, as he stayed on top of him.
he awkwardly pulled away and sat down flush next to nagito in the sand. suddenly, he felt a weight lean against his shoulder.
”hey, are you all good?”
”yes..thank you hajime, i very much enjoyed myself.”
“me too..” he smiled as he looked away, trying to ease the tension.
“i had no idea that you would be willing to kiss someone as grotesque and lowly as me..you really are the ultimate hope.”
”shut it before i put my tongue back in your mouth..”
nagito giggled quietly, as he knew that was hardly a threat.
“seriously though komaeda, i like you, i think you’re pretty and kind when you’re not rambling like a maniac. i wouldn’t have kissed you if i didn’t like you.”
nagito blushed and covered his face with his hands.
“ah this is too much, you like me..?”
hajime rolled his eyes and was about to lean back into nagito’s space, until he heard his voice called from above and nearly jumped out of his skin.
ibuki, kazuichi, peko, and fuyohiko were coming down to the beach, hajime had almost forgotten this was a public space and anyone could have walked in on any time.
“hey guys, what’s up!!” ibuki waved as she began to set up a speaker.
“oh haha not much, just chilling at the beach yaknow..”
peko squinted her eyes slightly. “is..komaeda okay?”
fuyohiko pondered, taking in nagito’s appearance. “what’s wrong with him?”
hajime casually glanced over to nagito, and he looked awful. his hair was messy, and it didn’t help his jacket was practically sliding off his shoulders. his face was still sweating, and his face was permanently blushing. if that wasn’t bad enough, he was quietly mumbling to himself about how the ultimate hope had blessed him with an abundance of hope.
“oh yeah he’s..it’s fine..”
peko raised her eyebrow, then shook her head as she began to walk towards where ibuki was setting up an area for them to hang out.
kazuichi bent down to nagito’s level, poking his shoulder. “dude..he does NOT look fine”
hajime smiled nervously “don’t worry soda, if anyone knows how to handle him by now it’s me.”
“you’re right bro, you got that one” he laughed before harshly patting hajimes shoulder and joining the rest of the group.
luckily, the group had set up some distance away from where they were at. hajime sighed out of relief, returning his attention to nagito.
“komaeda, are you okay? you make people nervous when you do that..”
nagito looked down at hajime, somewhat neutral again. his face was mostly content, besides his dilated pupils and a small amount of sweat leftover.
“sorry hajime, i got carried away, and now i feel terrible..so tired..”
“let’s sleep together.”
”huh?”
”sorry i meant-literally, if that would make you feel better of course” hajime quickly added, hiding the subtle blush on his face. he was always so grateful he wasn’t as pale as nagito.
“really, you’d do that for me?” his expression full of genuine surprise, like they hadn’t just been shoving their tongues down each others throats.
“yes, come on nagito.” he said gently, coaxing nagito to lay on his chest as hajime readjusted to lay down.
nagito laid on hajime, embracing the warmth radiating off of his body. a gentle hand came up to nagito’s back, then crept up into his hair.
“see, isn’t that better?” he looked down at nagito, already sound asleep and curled up like a cat against his body. hajime smiled slightly as he felt nagito’s cold hand subconsciously reach for his.
hajime closed his eyes once more, and luckily the sun was not blocked by nagito this time, as he was too busy sleeping on him.