yogen | (closed) the rat died.

[it was surprising when Joshua had walked to his things and noticed his gun and cell phone among them. a gun with only three bullets, no less -- which meant that he had to savor them.

but he is going to set the gun outside of where he knows Komaeda's going to be one morning (because he studies the habits of...a lot of people...creep), and he sits further down the hall in a crouched position. he's far enough away that Komaeda probably wouldn't be able to see him at first glance, but Josh is definitely going to be spectating. even though he's pretending to be looking at his phone...with his gratuitous pictures of the cat.

how strange.

the gun isn't loaded at least -- he's not sure he trusts his twin that completely to not use it excessively, when he's not sure when he'll get more ammunition. so sorry, Komaeda, it's a gift with strings attached.

he mostly just wants to see what the other is going to do.]

( komaeda's days recently have started near the nurse's office, everyone would be aware if they ever asked him where he goes in the morning when it's not to breakfast. luckily for them, there's not even a proper cafeteria so everyone disperses to their own means, but komaeda always finds himself on the first floor with various little snacks or something. he goes into the nurse's office with them, and of course they don't make it out.

it's just this time when he comes out the office, he closes the door behind him (or so he thinks, it's a little cracked), and his eyes glance around to decide where he wants to go first. he knows the counselor is next door, and he could go visit him, but there's other things like finding trouble to get himself in. or trouble finds him easily as his eyes fall upon something familiar in shape on the floor by the principal's office, pretty ballsy he thinks. he walks to the other side of the hall, leaning forward which isn't all too surprising as he grabs the handle of the gun lazily, and the muzzle brushes against the floor as he picks it up. looking it over, he identifies the chamber would hold four bullets, or well, how the round of holes appear to him. rather than checking for bullets, he raises it up, and brings the chamber to the side of his head with his index finger settled properly against the trigger. )

...Ahaha.

( but there's nothing truly funny, he wonders, knowing that no one is around how his luck will play. it's always a gamble with komaeda, and how death literally denies him rights to die, but if he could feel that sting through his cranium, if he could instantly lose consciousness in less than four bullets... it'd be worth it. what has his life amounted to, what has he done that's worth living if his existence is only to suffer for unknown reasons. what has his life ever accomplished for the people around him, but being unwanted is natural in his case, he understands that but still decides to smile as he contemplates this sort of self-destruction. when will he be "lucky" enough to experience a stroke of good, that's how he feels about it.

hopefully josh is enjoying himself by watching komaeda tempt fate, oh, and hinata too since he can see through the crack. :)

anyway, as he pulls the trigger — )

Edited (go on and disappointment him shan WHAT DOES HE FIND WHEN HE SHOOTS THE GUN!!!) 2021-08-10 06:34 (UTC)

[interesting.

good thing that there's no bullets in the gun.

Josh raises an eyebrow as he watches Komaeda attempt to shoot himself. so he would take that sort of situation and use it to end his existence, huh...he's kind of surprised about it. but he supposes that's his cue to stand up again, patting his pocket to make sure his bullets are still there -- just a kind of habit to make sure that everything's still in place.

at least now he knows how self destructive the other is.

he moves closer again, tilting his head as he considers what he should even say.]

You get presented with a gun, and that's the first thing you try to do? Don't tell me I'm going to have my hands full just trying to keep you alive...

[it's funny, considering that he has a track record for killing people he likes.

but he doesn't know where they go after death here, so yanno.]

[Hinata doesn't know what makes him lift his head - he's tired, senses not quite what they should be from pain medication, and his visitor just left besides.

But he does. There's only a sliver of what he can see from where the door has been left ajar, and he can't hear outside very well. But he can see enough - enough to see Komaeda lift a gun and put it right up against his head.

Ice spreads through his veins, a chill that travels through his body - and then it's electric, raw panic that bolts him out of bed on legs that shake. Something tugs at his arm as he tries to push his feet forward, and he pulls it out quickly; a distraction, keeping him from stopping Komaeda.

I'll lose him. I'll lose him.

I can't lose him!

Hinata runs - uncaring of the way his bare feet sting on the floor, unaware of the blood that gushes from where he tore his IV free. He shoves the door open the rest of the way as soon as he reaches it, barely aware that there's another person speaking nearby, and the vice that had a choking grip on his throat finally releases him so he can yell.]

Komaeda, don't!

( there's a lot happening at one time, slightly embarrassed from getting caught from his own playful demeanor. if anyone can call that playful... he hears josh first, his eyes looking towards the male as he walks up — he should have accounted for that because of his bad luck. )

Presented? Is this something you set up for me, Kiryu-kun?

( the delivery causes him to click the trigger once more, noticing how nothing is going off at all. he lifts his hand to point the gun at a wall across from him, ready to pull the trigger until a familiar voice sounds out — )

Ah? ( he turns his head towards the door he just left, his eyes a little wider as he can't see the shock on his face. oh, this is bad. he plays it off, smiling softly with a small chuckle, thoughts running through his mind to explain himself. ) It's not what it looks like!

( he holds his hands up in front of him, still holding onto the gun. ) I was seeing if it worked under these cond—-

( because the iv was torn, komaeda notices red, and this uncomfortable feeling runs through him. ) Hinata-kun... you have to take better care of yourself. ( he walks over, tucking the gun into his pocket and reaches out to rest his palm against where hinata is bleeding. he glances towards josh, the expression he wears is soft, almost pleading like a dog requesting help. that changes though as he looks at hinata, a little stern as if this is no laughing matter...

what is he doing UP! )

Edited (i was under the assumption of sumn but then yama told me and i was like wait ) 2021-08-27 08:57 (UTC)

[Josh was about to answer, his mouth opening, when out comes Hinata. he raises an eyebrow at him, and then puts his hands in his pockets for just a moment as he considers the situation.

but it doesn't take him long to realize the blood shit that's happening here. and. Komaeda's little puppy expression.

............................

long sigh.]

Don't worry about it, it wasn't even loaded. But I guess I should go grab something for that--[he nods towards the IV]--before we make more trouble for ourselves.

[he's not all that unopposed to more trouble, but that's not what he expected to happen at all...!

brb he's gonna duck into the room to get something to cover the blood]

Edited (oops i used the same icon twice) 2021-08-29 00:21 (UTC)

[It's fortunate that Komaeda comes over and even more fortunate that Josh is moving to get a more permanent solution, because Hinata has no memory of what happens when blood hits the floor in this school. It's not nearly enough to kill, but Hinata did pull from an artery, so blood will soak Komaeda's hand pretty fast. Help.

It's the farthest thing from his mind, even as his head swims, because Hinata can't help but see red as he stares at Komaeda with worried anger.]

How can you tell me to take better care of myself when you just- [He breaks off with a wounded yet frustrated noise. His eyes are burning like he's about to cry and Hinata hates it.] Did you even know the gun wasn't loaded before you...?

[He trails off. Can't say it. Thinks he'll be sick if he even tries.]

( he can see the blood slipping through the cracks of his fingers, and he knows that squeezing tighter won't do any good. instead, he reaches for the attire that hinata is wearing, trying to press the male's arm against himself to slow the bleeding. )

This isn't about me, Hinata-kun... you're making a mess.

( he ignores the comment, knowing that he's upset, and komaeda's glancing every so often at the direction josh walked off to as he waits for him to return. at least he doesn't have to hear hinata yelling at him, or maybe he does... this is slightly embarrassing. )

It might've been loaded, I didn't click eno — .... ( maybe he shouldn't say that. ) Kiryu-kun, did you find anything?

( ... )

[Josh is going to come out with some sort of fabric now, which might be a part of blanket or idk something. he walks over to the two now, holding it out to Komaeda--

--because he's not about to get blood on his hands.]

I think this should help, if you wrap it firmly.

[he's still slownodding Hinata here, even though he's pretending he didn't hear the whole conversation. at least for now.]

People should think before they leap...

[that's for you, Hinata.]

You didn't click-

[Komaeda doesn't finish it but he doesn't need to; it's enough for Hinata to guess at what he's saying. Enough for that burning to turn to real tears, even if they don't spill over.

When he hears what Joshua says when he returns, Hinata turns his gaze on him, eyes still bright and sharp with adrenaline. Hopefully Komaeda is wrapping that wound because Hinata isn't paying it any mind.]

It seems like he doesn't care about himself enough for that.

[Very unfortunately, Hinata is taking that as being about Komaeda and not himself even though he's. Literally bleeding, alright then.]

Is that why? [Hinata chances another look back at Komaeda, searching his face like there'll be an answer there. Like there's any other answer that can be gained from what he tried to do.] Is it just that you don't care what happens, or...?

( josh really doesn't like getting his hands dirty, and while komaeda respects that, he doesn't mind doing it himself. some days he'd rather not make a mess, and other days, hinata has to act recklessly by pulling his iv from his arm. there's two types of attitudes that are surrounding komaeda, and he hums in thought while using the cloth to wrap around the other's arm. it's tight, his attempt to slow the blood flow as he takes a step forward, wanting hinata to walk backwards towards his room. )

...You should thank Kiryu-kun for being so considerate towards you.

( at least someone is at the moment, how kind a stranger can be towards another... or well, "strangers". he sighs first, his voice low as he continues to lock his gaze with hinata's. )

He saved you a lot of trouble, as you can't ever let your blood taint these floors...

( he's making this agreement for him, and he pauses, his attention now on josh as he smiles. ) You must have a six sense for danger, thank you for coming around.

[Joshua is going to back up because it seems like these two are kind of having a Moment. it's kind of interesting, because he doesn't seem to know as much about Komaeda, so he kind of wants to observe.

they know each other, somehow...]

What can I say? Sometimes my senses are god-like.

[stop............]

I just like being at the right place at the right time.

(closed) the rat died.

idk sometime around the first of the month

cw: attempted suicide

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