《~danganronpa chatfic~》Chapter 19
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"okay calm down. it was just a nightmare" I thought to myself. God crying was so annoying. You had to wipe away your tears every 5 seconds or else a whole waterfall comes out. Byakuya was still asleep and it was pretty dark. I checked the time and it was 5:00 am. The nightmare only felt like it was 5 minutes long though...
I sniffled a little and wiped my tears away with the gray fluffy blanket. I tried to cry silently. Obviously it was kinda hard because crying isn't exactly...quiet. Maybe I can search up how to cry silently when I leave and stuff. Byakuya moved a little and I held my breath. I dont want to bother him since he gets annoyed pretty easily.
I sniffled again. Why is crying SO annoying. Okay it was just a nightmare. it wasn't actually them. Its not my fault....
its...not...my fault
"Makoto?" Someone asked. I jumped a little and almost fell on the floor. "oh hey Byakuya" I tried to wipe away my tears. Why does he always seem to get into drama with me?
"are you crying?" Byakuya put his glasses back on. "whaaaat" I said sarcastically. He stared at me. How could he even see in the dark? "your crying" he confirmed. I shook my head and he scoffed. "Im gonna take a wild guess. nightmare?" Byakuya asked. "oh no i'm just sweating through my eyes" I laughed nervously.
"uh yeah sure" He said. I scratched my cheek nervously. He sounded a tiny bit concerned. thats surprising for him. Then he did something more surprising
he hugged me
OH FRICK HE WAS HUGGING ME
"what are you doing?" I asked. "this IS how you comfort someone right?" He questioned. "well yeah but its super out of character for you" I laughed a little only to choke a bit on my crying. okay try to stop crying.
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AND OH GOD HE'S HUGGING ME
"im not a robot. I have emotions" Byakuya said. "ehhh" I shrugged weakly. He scoffed a little and continued hugging me. He was actually a good hugger. I hugged back after a few minutes. "if you tell anyone this i'll sue you" He said. I laughed a little, "yeah dont worry I wont"
we continued hugging in silence. I realized I never told anyone about my nightmares. Not even Komaru. I wonder why Byakuya is being so nice. ish. "would you like to explain your nightmares?" He asked politely. I shook my head and he got the hint. Not my worst nightmare though. And this is why I dont sleep. So I dont have to experience these nightmares.
He ruffled my hair. It was already messed up enough and now he's messing it up more?! "hey!" I cried. He laughed a little. oh wait he laughed-
Why and I so surprised by that? Obviously he has feelings. He's not a robot. But its still surprising to hear him laugh. And not AT people. His laugh was actually kinda nice so I joined in on laughing.
"your laugh is kinda cute" I said. "excuse me?" He asked. I mentally facepalmed. I really need to think before I speak. "nothing" I added quickly. He sighed, "your laugh is also kinda cute" He complimented. My face heated up. Then again it already felt warm from crying so much. "did you just compliment me?!" I cried. He scoffed. wow he scoffs A LOT. "yes I complimented you. and now I kinda regret it" he muttered the sentence at the end.
"no, no, no. thanks" I smiled and pulled away. He crossed his arms, "thats the one compliment I'll give you" The blonde said. I shrugged still smiling. "i'll take it either way" I hugged him again quickly. Even though it was pretty dark I think he was blushing a little
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Then again I was to
But I also get flustered easily
I really am overthinking
"thanks for kinda comforting me" I said to Byakuya. "its fine...Makoto" He replied hesitantly. I smiled more. At least I wasn't crying anymore. It was kinda easy to hug since out armchairs were RIGHT next to each other. There was also a couch in the corner of the room. I didnt notice it before though
"why is there just a couch in the corner of the room?" I asked Byakuya. "I didnt have anywhere else to put it" Byakuya shrugged and walked over to the couch. I also did and he laid down on it. "its comfortable" He said. He took up the whole couch though since he was soooo tall.
"can I sit on it?" I asked
"no"
"wha-" oh great now he's acting like the rich jerk he is. I laid down on him since he didn't move. "are you serious?" He asked. "yep" I laughed a little. "get off me" he sighed. I shook my head. I forgot I still had that gray blanket around me. I moved it around so it would cover both of us. "now we're both covered" I said. "are you just gonna sleep on my chest?" Byakuya asked. I nodded and he sighed again. "fine just go to sleep" He flicked my forehead.
I nodded again and closed my eyes. He didn't seemed that bothered actually
that was nice of him
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8 105Welcome to the Upward Bound System, V.2
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8 230Mind your Manors, please.
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8 103The Fallen
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8 112Blurred Border
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8 92Into the Shadows
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