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yogen2021-05-29 02:22 am
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[closed] first truth bullet: hope's peak ring
Who: Hajime Hinata and Nagito Komaeda
What: Something that doesn't belong to Hinata anymore ends up in his possession. It's time to return it to its rightful owner.
Where: Whatever classroom happens to be empty after club and such is done
When: May 27th, probably later in the day
Warnings: Potential SDR2 spoilers, hopefully nothing else :')
[Earlier in the day, for better or worse, Hinata happened to witness a certain occurrence that's common with cats. Having never seen it before, he'd mostly been overcome with shock and perhaps a little disgust, but it was about then that Hinata noticed the glimmer of something amidst all of the fur. Something that he... probably recognized, actually, and eventually he realized it too.
It takes a bit for Hinata to sterilize both himself and the ring that Lily May has expelled, but eventually he gets it done, taking some time to sit with it and consider what he should do next.
Hinata remembers giving Komaeda this ring. He never looks when he gives Komaeda presents anymore, unwilling to deviate from the norm even if it's someone like Komaeda, but too frustrated and angry and desperate to understand to really pay attention to what he gives him. He hadn't looked with this one either, and he recalls the heat he'd felt on his own face, spluttering as he wished he could take it back. The soft look that had been in Komaeda's eyes as he opened his hand to see what was inside it, probably also having researched it and knowing exactly what it is from the forums, and the way the realization of both things had made his stomach clench with something-
It really hasn't been that long since that day, but there's miles of things that have happened in between then. Hinata still doesn't know how he feels about Komaeda on most days, and he isn't sure if he's any closer to understanding him. But now, on the good days... He feels like he's almost able to trust him, fragile but budding.
...This ring doesn't belong to him anymore. He needs to return it to its rightful owner.
So after classes and club that day, Hinata approaches Komaeda. His gaze is darting, flustered, but he focuses and manages something more determined as he leans forward to whisper where the other students won't hear.]
I need to talk with you for a little bit. Meet me on the left wing in one of the empty classrooms.
[And Hinata rushes out, without even looking back.
He'll be waiting outside whichever of the classrooms seem to empty out first, and whenever he sees Komaeda coming down the hall, Hinata waves him inside before ducking through the doorway himself.
Leaning back against one of the desks, he takes a breath and waits. He's more embarrassed than this really calls for, so... Best to just be done with it as quickly as possible, right?]
What: Something that doesn't belong to Hinata anymore ends up in his possession. It's time to return it to its rightful owner.
Where: Whatever classroom happens to be empty after club and such is done
When: May 27th, probably later in the day
Warnings: Potential SDR2 spoilers, hopefully nothing else :')
[Earlier in the day, for better or worse, Hinata happened to witness a certain occurrence that's common with cats. Having never seen it before, he'd mostly been overcome with shock and perhaps a little disgust, but it was about then that Hinata noticed the glimmer of something amidst all of the fur. Something that he... probably recognized, actually, and eventually he realized it too.
It takes a bit for Hinata to sterilize both himself and the ring that Lily May has expelled, but eventually he gets it done, taking some time to sit with it and consider what he should do next.
Hinata remembers giving Komaeda this ring. He never looks when he gives Komaeda presents anymore, unwilling to deviate from the norm even if it's someone like Komaeda, but too frustrated and angry and desperate to understand to really pay attention to what he gives him. He hadn't looked with this one either, and he recalls the heat he'd felt on his own face, spluttering as he wished he could take it back. The soft look that had been in Komaeda's eyes as he opened his hand to see what was inside it, probably also having researched it and knowing exactly what it is from the forums, and the way the realization of both things had made his stomach clench with something-
It really hasn't been that long since that day, but there's miles of things that have happened in between then. Hinata still doesn't know how he feels about Komaeda on most days, and he isn't sure if he's any closer to understanding him. But now, on the good days... He feels like he's almost able to trust him, fragile but budding.
...This ring doesn't belong to him anymore. He needs to return it to its rightful owner.
So after classes and club that day, Hinata approaches Komaeda. His gaze is darting, flustered, but he focuses and manages something more determined as he leans forward to whisper where the other students won't hear.]
I need to talk with you for a little bit. Meet me on the left wing in one of the empty classrooms.
[And Hinata rushes out, without even looking back.
He'll be waiting outside whichever of the classrooms seem to empty out first, and whenever he sees Komaeda coming down the hall, Hinata waves him inside before ducking through the doorway himself.
Leaning back against one of the desks, he takes a breath and waits. He's more embarrassed than this really calls for, so... Best to just be done with it as quickly as possible, right?]
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now does komaeda have a bad feeling about this? he always has a bad feeling wherever he goes, and his luck never allows him to have good feelings unless he's met his quota. instead, he welcomes the bad with a smile, because in the end something good will come of it — this must be one of those moments. as soon as he's free, he'll pursue that hunch because he's curious of what will come from it, and once he's on the left wing hall, he peeks into a few classrooms to see what's cleared out. just his luck, every one that he checks has a few stragglers here and there, and once he's about to check another — he notices a familiar chestnut, and komaeda's eyes flash with interest.
without thinking, he raises his right arm to wave, but he instantly regrets as a shock of pain courses through, and he cradles it against his chest instead with his other arm. luckily, hinata must have slipped back into the classroom, so komaeda counts that small stroke of good luck for himself. with a few more steps, he enters the classroom, making sure to close the door behind him. he glances around the empty classroom, taking note of where the other stands, and komaeda slips himself into a desk in front of him. he gently sets his right arm on the surface of the desk as the elbow of his left is propped up, and he snaps his fingers; his index and thumb shift into a 'v' shape. )
Hmm... I haven't seen Campbell-san in awhile, so are you going to pick up the slack?
( he asks, curious while sizing him up where he stands. the stance he's in reminds komaeda of a principal who's ready to reprimand their student for causing trouble, but he doesn't recall doing anything out of the ordinary that warrants that sort of behavior from hinata. so instead, he teases, lightening the mood between them. )
Am I in trouble, or are you giving private survival lessons?
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Like hell I am. [None of that really helped his embarrassment at all, but he has his full-proof strategy in place for dealing with situations like this - pretend that it isn't actually happening and it'll definitely go away.] I can't teach anybody survival, if it weren't for the cabins back on the Island I'd be screwed. Norton can handle things just fine when he gets back.
[It's a sentence he'll hate himself for later. But the future isn't upon them yet.]
I don't want to put it off any longer and give you time to say anything else weird, so- Here.
[Cheeks definitely redder than they were before, Hinata thrusts his hand out, closed face turned upwards. He's silent and unmoving for a long moment, unable to bring himself to speak nor take action, before he finally lets his fingers fall open.
The ring sits in the center of his palm, innocently.
When Hinata speaks, he's glad there's no flustered stuttering in his voice, but it comes out quieter than he'd like.]
I... found this earlier today. It's yours, so take it back.
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What do you mean?
( he's confused as he looks hinata in the face, trying to see if he's playing a joke, but komaeda's eyes drop down to whatever it is in his hand, and he falls silent. it's too familiar, an item that komaeda knows too much about if his memory serves him right — there's this budding excitement as his lips lift into a smile. he reaches out, cold fingers brushing against the palm of his hand as he pinches the ring between his index and thumb.
last time he seen this was within the simulation, and in a way, that one didn't exist, so to have the chance to view it — )
H — Huh...!? ( where did hinata manage to find this? of all things? his thumb gently brushes along the engraved symbol, following the detailed lines admiring it. )
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[He trails off. Looks away for a moment, and when his gaze returns, there's a shy but determined light in his eyes.]
That... was the gift that I gave you. It wouldn't be right to hold onto that, so...
[Hinata shrugs, finally breaking eye contact again as he stares at his shoes. Seeing Komaeda's smile doesn't cut quite the way that it used to, but... it's still a lot to take in.]
It's back where it belongs, now.
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( part of him wonders if it'll disappear in his hand because everything in the simulation wasn't real — every gift given, anything they had eaten, it was all fake. yet, the emotions and memories that they gained from them are different, and komaeda's heart still beats the same as his eyes are unable to leave from the ring. hope's peak academy, the place where everything started for him, where his hope began, and gave him reason to exist for it. it makes him happy as his index finger brushes against the piece of jewelry to think back when it was gifted to him.
even now, hinata's just as embarrassed, but this time since komaeda has been through this once, he's able to admire the expression he has now. to gaze upon his flushed cheeks fully, it brings komaeda back to more simpler times in his youth when it was his best chance to annoy him. an opening like this won't show itself again, so he holds out his hand with the ring for the other to take it back. )
Here, give it to me properly.