[He doesn't mean to tighten his grip on Nagito's legs and torso, but he can't help it, he's so tense. And not just because he's has to keep his back and arms upright, or his chest braced against each smack of the hand.]
I'm not-- You're the one who said you wanted me to--!
[It really doesn't matter to Hajime if someone sees, though - by this point, it's probably no secret to them how he... um, how he feels about Nagito. In fact, he'd be surprised if they didn't know... He's never said anything, but the effort he'd been putting into trying to wake Nagito up, the way he'd stayed up late in the pod room on most nights, skipped social gatherings and parties just to spend more time working on safely disconnecting Nagito from the Neo World Program... all of that should have made it obvious. Makoto and Byakuya had even seen him get overwhelmed by frustration and cry more than once...
After all that, he thinks he might actually want the others to see him like this, with Nagito in his arms, Nagito, finally awake and breathing open air, legs and arms and life no longer locked beneath the seal of metal and glass...
Is this too much, though? Though having Nagito this close feels kind of nice, Hajime doesn't want this if Nagito doesn't.
He sighs with effort, and lowers the arm that's slung under Nagito's legs, letting Nagito's feet settle down on to the floor of the pod room.]
...Sorry, I didn't...
[He didn't ...what? He didn't mean to start carrying Nagito? Obviously he did - a whole person wouldn't just end up in your arms like that. What is he even trying to say? ...he keeps talking, though he has no idea where he's going with this...]
I-I... We, um, I should--
[Dammit, he'd better find something to say before long, or things are going to get pretty quiet and pretty awkward pretty quickly. Think think think... He grits his teeth, as if that's going to make his brain work any faster.]
You... you haven't eaten anything for months, right? [He knows that, so why did he phrase it like a question?!] And you haven't drunk anything either. ...We should probably get you something first...
[His arm is still around Nagito's back, but he's not sure whether Nagito wants him leave it there or take it away. Just ask, Hajime, it's not like it's a weird question to ask, especially not after you just lifted him up with both arms... ...sheesh, what a stupid idea that was...]
Can you... Do you have the strength to walk on your own, or um, do you need to lean on me...?
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[He doesn't mean to tighten his grip on Nagito's legs and torso, but he can't help it, he's so tense. And not just because he's has to keep his back and arms upright, or his chest braced against each smack of the hand.]
I'm not-- You're the one who said you wanted me to--!
[It really doesn't matter to Hajime if someone sees, though - by this point, it's probably no secret to them how he... um, how he feels about Nagito. In fact, he'd be surprised if they didn't know... He's never said anything, but the effort he'd been putting into trying to wake Nagito up, the way he'd stayed up late in the pod room on most nights, skipped social gatherings and parties just to spend more time working on safely disconnecting Nagito from the Neo World Program... all of that should have made it obvious. Makoto and Byakuya had even seen him get overwhelmed by frustration and cry more than once...
After all that, he thinks he might actually want the others to see him like this, with Nagito in his arms, Nagito, finally awake and breathing open air, legs and arms and life no longer locked beneath the seal of metal and glass...
Is this too much, though? Though having Nagito this close feels kind of nice, Hajime doesn't want this if Nagito doesn't.
He sighs with effort, and lowers the arm that's slung under Nagito's legs, letting Nagito's feet settle down on to the floor of the pod room.]
...Sorry, I didn't...
[He didn't ...what? He didn't mean to start carrying Nagito? Obviously he did - a whole person wouldn't just end up in your arms like that. What is he even trying to say? ...he keeps talking, though he has no idea where he's going with this...]
I-I... We, um, I should--
[Dammit, he'd better find something to say before long, or things are going to get pretty quiet and pretty awkward pretty quickly. Think think think... He grits his teeth, as if that's going to make his brain work any faster.]
You... you haven't eaten anything for months, right? [He knows that, so why did he phrase it like a question?!] And you haven't drunk anything either. ...We should probably get you something first...
[His arm is still around Nagito's back, but he's not sure whether Nagito wants him leave it there or take it away. Just ask, Hajime, it's not like it's a weird question to ask, especially not after you just lifted him up with both arms... ...sheesh, what a stupid idea that was...]
Can you... Do you have the strength to walk on your own, or um, do you need to lean on me...?